Zhang Lan is a counselor who is used to brain fighting. Many times, he can solve all the troubles without starting work. But at this moment, he must stop his head and force the enemy back with the purest violence.
One punch, one gun, one knife, one original way to stop the monsters from attacking.
From noon to midnight, from midnight to dawn, from dawn to noon.
The soldiers of the city wall have rotated three shifts to destroy more than 20,000 barrels and dumped% ammunition in the ammunition depot in Xiaoyao City, and more than 50,000 Yugoslav defense troops died.
At present, the monster corps left more than 120 thousand corpses on the wall, and their bodies piled up into an inclined slope. The height of the pile-up was a few steps away from the wall, and the smell of blood filled the air, making the breath feel the sweetness of the throat.
And Zhang Lan? He still stands in front of the city gate. The blood of the monster with black scales and armor has covered several layers and solidified into a dark red block. Every time he moves, he will drop a large piece.
The blood snake is nourished and emits scarlet light, and the bullet line of the viper’s revolver is constantly shot and worn away. Zhang Lan’s fingers are almost paralyzed, and every muscle twitches and hurts.
After 24 hours of fighting, he can attack the gap to make up for the army’s dry food, and sometimes he pours two mouthfuls of fresh water in an emergency, which is mixed with blood.
That’s the way to sacrifice. The monster corps blocked the wall …
It feels like both sides are about to collapse. At that moment, the giant snapping turtle roared with its head held high in the distance. Many monsters who were still alive retreated and lost their companions’ bodies, regardless of whether they turned their heads and ran to the giant turtle’s side.
The scene was like a tree falling apart. Everyone was dumbfounded. Look at me. I’ll see if you didn’t react after a long time until a little brother asked, "Don’t fight?" Did we win? "
"We won?"
"We won! ! ! ! ！”
Suddenly, thousands of walls were still alive, and the soldiers cheered the sound and felt like they had defeated the world with a crying tone.
In 24 hours, 50,000 lives were enough to pile up into mountain peaks and ammunition, and enough blood was gathered into streams. The Gaia monster corps, which had destroyed more than 1 cities, was forced to retreat.
This is something that has never happened, enough to be recorded in the history of Xiaoyao City forever.
At the moment when everyone cheered, Gaia, the giant turtle’s back armor, got up and walked to the position behind the throne. The countdown clock sealed with the scorching sun jar became
"It’s time to get up, my baby." Gaia called the monster in the jar and opened his eyes.
Chapter one hundred and seventy-one Funeral Concerto
The pouring water from the tower washed away Zhang Lan’s bloody body. Looking up, the nightingale poured water and couldn’t help smiling.
"One more time" Zhang Lan held her head high to meet the first water baptism and gulped down "Cool! ! ！”
The soldiers of the city wall cheered and the residents in the city danced happily. Some people even set off fireworks to light up the city night.
The war is over. Looking at those monster corps fleeing with tail between their legs, Zhang Lan is glad that he made it to the end, and his grip on the knife was shaking, and there was no place in his body to fight.
But he knew that the fight wouldn’t come to an abrupt end here because the guy wasn’t dead …
"Lan night black scales quickly change ammunition and there is a second game waiting for us." Zhang Lan whispered in his headphones that he didn’t want to ruin the excitement of his soldiers’ conscious victory
"Still playing? That woman is not crazy, is she We’ve killed 6% of her troops, and if we fight again, it will kill the larger foe. "The nightingale doesn’t think that witch would be so stupid.
"If she wants a larger foe, she will die if she doesn’t win." Zhang Lan is 100% sure.
"But if the ammunition is almost finished, you will have to fight hand-to-hand with these monsters. How much is not enough to send?" The nightingale even drew her own arrow niche system, and now it’s all ordinary arrow feathers
"No, Gaia has prepared a gift for us. The battle ahead of her is to pave the way, that is, to wait for the gift to be completed." Zhang Lan also photographed the countdown of the mark on the surface of Gaia’s jar in the hot sun.
Zhang Lan knew that it had already arrived …
The tank drained quickly, and the floating figure came out. He couldn’t speak, and he glanced around coldly, and finally his eyes stopped at Gaia.
"Kill him" Gaia raised her hand sideways and pointed to Zhang Lan in the distance.
Picking up the turtle’s back, he jumped to the ground, walked through a group of beaten monsters and walked towards the gate.
With his shaking, Wen Zhan instantly changed the familiar weapon … all the parties destroyed the magic gun.
"Is … is the sun’s adult? ! He’s not dead! He is not dead! " A soldier found the coming scorching sun and shouted unbelievably that everyone looked at the scorching sun that lit up all around like the sun.
Arthur’s eyes were wet, and he never thought that his most respected teacher would come back alive.
"The city defense guns are ready!" Zhang Lan held up his bloody long knife and shouted.
"Zhang Lan! What do you want? That’s the sun, my Lord! " Arthur cried in fear, kneeling on the wall
"The scorching sun is dead. It’s a body." Zhang Lan woke up.
"You fart! He is an adult in the hot sun. "Arthur is a little unable to control his emotions again.
"It’s very good to distinguish the scorching sun. It will never come to Xiaoyao City with a magic gun that is destroyed by all sides. He loves this city more than anyone and will not show murder to the city." Zhang Lan’s mouth slightly becomes warped.
"You …" Arthur wanted to say something, but he couldn’t. The nightingale directly knocked him out from behind, and Yi Fang commanded the Yugoslav capital artillery to turn the muzzle and shot out with a huge light bullet.
There was a loud bang, and the ground stood by the scorching sun with a diameter of 100 meters was blown into a huge pit, but the scorching sun was not there, and the magic gun was destroyed in all directions, just outside the radius of the shell attack and teleported to avoid the artillery attack.
"I really don’t want to hear the funeral song again." Zhang Lan sighed. Obviously, the hot sun may have lost sex but it didn’t lose its combat effectiveness.
"Listen, nobody gets involved. This is a private fight between me and him."
Zhang Lan has lost his ammunition, and the viper revolver has also taken off his black scale armor, trying to reduce his weight. For the scorching sun, Zhang Lan can imitate it, but one is to return to the battlefield and the other is exhausted.
Zhang Lan can try to narrow the distance between the two people. In the face of the scorching sun, the black scale armor can destroy all the magic guns, and there is no defense at all. It is such a little weight difference that it is probably the gap between life and death.
Zhang Lan dragged her blood naked and walked towards the scorching sun.
No one noticed that the hillside just 100 meters behind the giant turtle has been banned from participating in the war. You Na is positive
She overthrew the metal box beside her, and hundreds of white golf ball-like trackers rolled out. After two natural jumps, they all flew freely in the middle of the field and flew at high speed towards the battlefield, forming a set of 36VR stereoscopic images.
And all the pictures have been returned to the Emperor’s Ring, which belongs to the special film and television of the chairman of Bawang Group. I feel that the ancient porch is like myself in front of the city wall. These trackers also have the function of taste capture, which perfectly reproduces the strong smell of smoke and blood in the theater.
The dynamic floor can simulate nearly 99% of the same touch of different materials, including the feeling of sticky soles.
This is the real god-like experience. Gu Xuan can touch his face by raising his hand in front of Zhang Lan, but he doesn’t know Gu Xuan at all … No, he seems to know that his black eyes are staring at the front just like staring at Gu Xuan.