Chapter 280 It's my turn

Seeing Yang Lin rushing directly to the formation without any concealment.

Yan Ni and other Tang Sect masters were stunned while being stunned.

There are still several groups of people who are also unable to understand.

They have different minds, some are willing to revenge, some are worried, and of course, some are gloating when watching the fire from the other side...

The moment I looked at Yang Lin, I was about to be flooded by the rain-like bullet storm...

On a mountain in the distance, dozens of warriors wearing camouflage and markings on their faces were lying down and watching.

"Captain, should I launch an attack now?

Yang Lin is also ours. Lao Cao has a very good relationship with him. He called us to take care of him a few days ago.

Don’t move at this time, and you will see it at that time, so it’s not easy to explain, right?”

“Oh… the most important thing is to complete the task.

The above command is to do your best to keep the elite team of the Terminator Team here.

If you don’t ask to kill Tang Shuyun, you can kill more, just kill more.

In my opinion, since Yang Lin dared to rush forward, he must be somewhat sure to save his life.

Just let him consume some of the enemy's combat power first."

Some things need not be said too clearly.

However, all the soldiers have understood the profound meaning hidden in the words.

That one is not his own.

There was no intention of saving him.

Perhaps, it is to let him survive.

Perhaps, there are special plans.

The two of them whispered, speaking very fast, and their eyes didn't blink.

Looking at the figure, it was faster than the cheetah's rushing, and directly pounced on the battle formation where the flames were dancing, and his mood became nervous.

"No, the bullet can't hit him. What kind of body method is this? It's unscientific."

The captain suddenly raised his head, his voice changing a little.

In the perspective of his goggles.

Yang Lin's body seemed to transform into vague light and shadow at some point.

It seemed that at the same time, three heads and six arms grew, and only a blurred illusion was seen under the feet.

The body swayed from side to side, moving forward and backward, like a ghost.

Countless white marks of light passed by his body one by one.

A bunch of smoke and dust were produced.

It was more than thirty meters away, just between two thrusts, and it had already passed through.

When his figure becomes real from the illusion, he is still so cold and elegant.

It seems that what we rushed to before was not a gunfire or a gun mine blockade area, but a viewing platform scenic area.

He just walked over with his eyes calm and his mood was not fluctuating.

Not to mention anger, there is not much joy.

"No, he was still injured."

Another sniper suddenly interrupted, and the perspective in the scope became clearer.

He obviously saw that there were bloodstains on Yang Lin’s arms, shoulders, and on his thighs.

A total of thirteen places.

In other words, he rushed over all the way and was actually shot thirteen times.

Bullets enter the body.

"He is still an individual, not a god."

For some reason, the sniper's voice seemed to be relieved and exhaled a long breath.

This mood is easy to understand.

If someone really practices martial arts, it can make the frontal attacks in the forest of bullets and rains.

So, what role can these soldiers who are all skilled in guns play?

I was really approached by the other party, that is, the fish on the chopping board, and I could kill whatever I wanted.

This completely overturned their foundation in the world, and the meaning of practicing guns was gone.

He breathed in one breath and had just spit out, and suddenly started coughing.

Dozens of people around them all exclaimed.

Even if they were all the steel warriors who had been trained for thousands of times, they couldn't help but gasp in the air when they saw the scene above the Terminator battle formation.

At this moment, the feeling of the sadness of the rabbit and the fox was completely reversed.

Yang Lin, who was originally a compatriot, was already like a bloodthirsty demon in their eyes.

Looking at the enemy members of the Terminator Team who could not match each other, at this moment, everyone's hearts were inappropriate.

Although, this emotion should not be.

Because, the right person is not a human being.

Yang Lin rushed over the bullet rainstorm, his eyes were indifferent, he frowned slightly, and looked at the thirteen bloody flowers on his body, and he was a little dissatisfied.

He rushed over.

However, the bullets are still too dense, and it is still not possible to avoid them completely.

After all, he is not a little bird, and his size is there.

Even if you sense the crisis, you still have enough speed to dodge.

However, the first team of the Terminator Team is worthy of being the ace special team.

The blockade of the firepower network basically covered a radius of fifty meters without any blind spots.

Moreover, he also predicted his own speed and dodge angle.

Even if they can't see their movements clearly.

But it doesn't hinder, use bullets to weave the net in advance.

So, in a place that was not the point, Yang Lin was still hit by thirteen bullets.

Of course, being shot is being shot.

However, under the shock of the body protection of Gangjin, these bullets just drilled into the flesh and were stuck less than an inch.

His body trembled.

Controlling the slight wriggling of the muscles, the thirteen long warheads fell from their bodies to the rocks.

The wound closes and the skin squeezes.

Soon, only a red mark was left on the wound, and it became so faint that it could not be seen.

It's like I've never been injured.

"The slightest power of the Gang is, and the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard has reached this level. It can not only control skeletal muscles, but also shake the skin and hair endings.

The essence of manipulation of the physical body is also above the innate true energy.”

I realized that ordinary bullets do not pose a great threat to myself.

Yang Lin simply stopped pretending, but just looked up at the Terminator who was busy changing bullets.

His body swayed slightly, avoiding the sparse bullets that attacked him.

At this time, the people on the other side had no desire to shoot.

All of his eyes showed some despair.

"I'm done with the fight? It's my turn."

Yang Lin raised his head and smiled very brightly. At this moment, it was like sunshine and haze, making everyone's eyes blurred.

His figure became illusory, dragging out a long shadow, and he had already rushed to the front of the assaulter who was firing again.

Bang...

Leave as soon as you touch it, and slap it down with one palm.

The assaulter gritted his teeth and raised his gun, but it was not activated yet.
To be continued...