Chapter 365 In the Midst of Ten Thousand Armies, Take the Head of an Admiral

Wagda City.

Those machine guns aimed at Wen Zilong, waiting for the order of the Holy Son of Wagda to blast Wen Zilong into slag.

At the same time, Wen Zilong asked Wen Yuqi: "500 meters, are you sure?"

Wen Yuqi had a smile on his face: "I've never hit this far before, try it."

Although she had practiced shooting before, those were ordinary practice pistols and rifles.

Never touched a sniper rifle.

At this point, she opened the cab door.

The muzzle is placed on the door for stabilization.

Then he aimed at the Son of Wagda who raised his right hand for wisdom.

The Son of Navageda raised his right hand and looked at Wen Zilong with disdain.

"What a broken demon army, what a talking bird. Today, I will let you have no return!"

After speaking, the right hand interrupted and fell.

However, at this time.

bang——

A loud bang came suddenly.

The Son of Navagda fell in response.

The saints who were waiting for the order were all horrified when they saw this scene.

They were waiting for the Son's order.

With just one order, the strange bird can be smashed into scum.

As a result, the Son fell before he could give the order.

This……

The remaining three holy sons were originally clasping their arms with their arms, as if they were watching a play.

However, at this time, when they saw this scene, their expressions changed.

Quickly find a place to hide.

bang——

bang——

bang——

Three more in a row.

Two holy sons were knocked down, and one holy son was lucky enough to escape.

Of the four holy sons, one died before the fight began.

Two were injured.

The other was so frightened that he hid behind the cover and did not dare to come out.

This is something no one thought of.

...

Next to the broken car, Wen Yuqi rubbed his shoulders, which were aching from the recoil.

The recoil of this sniper rifle is already small, but it is still much larger than the rifle she has used before.

She fired four shots in a row, and her small body was a little bit unbearable.

She sighed and shook her head:

"Four people, only one was killed. And one bullet missed the target."

Wen Zilong patted her shoulder with his wings as a sign of comfort:

"It's the first time I hit the 500-meter target, and it's still an active target. It's already very good. I will practice more in the future."

Afterwards, he stood in front of Wen Zilong and the broken car, looking at the 10 cannons with hope.

These cannons were all eliminated from aircraft or tanks.

I remember when I was on Dinosaur Island, the cannon could easily break Wen Zilong's legs and tore his wings.

Hope you don't let yourself down this time.

At this time, at the gate of the city.

The Son of Wagda has long since died.

The other two holy sons were shot in the shoulders and ribs.

He fell to the ground and couldn't even stand up.

"Sniper!"

"They have snipers, slot!"

"Kill! Kill them!"

And the Holy Son, who was not shot, was hiding behind the cover at this time.

He quietly wiped the cold sweat from his head.

so close.

If the sniper's head was a little higher, he would probably be the same as them.

You are really lucky.

"All machine guns follow my orders..."

The Lucky Son hid behind the bunker, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Kill them for me!"

bang bang bang bang bang-

As soon as the voice fell, the machine guns could not wait to make a sound.

Due to the greater recoil of the cannon.

Ten machine guns, the recoil shook the wall next to it, and sand continued to fall.

Wen Zilong spread his wings and closed his eyes.

puff puff puff-

Machine gun bullets kept hitting him.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts—"

His mouth kept screaming.

This Nima, it really hurts.

And what makes Wen Zilong feel very sad is that the bullet from the machine gun is hitting him now, and it is not as powerful as he imagined.

Originally, a machine gun bullet could easily tear apart the target after hitting an animal.

But now the cannon bullet hit him, just like a normal bullet hit a human.

It hurts, but it's really hard to tear him apart.

Even his wings could not be torn apart.

This fucking wants to make a clone, why is it so difficult?

In fact, he also knows that one reason is because he has risen two levels in a row, and his defense has improved compared to the past.

Another more important reason is that after he absorbed the fire dragon scales, his defense was greatly improved.

So it would be really difficult for the machine gun to tear his body apart.

Wen Zilong faced the machine gun and strode forward.

Those machine gun bullets hit him, and the pain caused him to gasp for breath.

Soon, he came to a place more than 200 meters away from those people.

At this moment, the bullets of the machine guns all gathered on him.

He was covered in blood.

But it looks miserable, but it can't hurt his roots at all.

Wen Zilong looked back, the machine gun bullets could no longer hurt Wen Yuqi.

Then he flapped his wings and flew towards the saints.

When the lucky holy son saw it, his face changed greatly: "Quick, fire, all weapons, fire all!"

Suddenly, machine guns, rifles, pistols.

All the bullets splashed towards Wen Zilong.

However, Wen Zilong continued to fly away as if he didn't see it.

The flamethrower also spewed flames.

However, these flames sprayed on Wen Zilong, at most it burned off a few of his feathers.

It didn't affect him at all.

Wen Zilong, with so many machine guns, rifles, pistols and flamethrowers, landed in front of the two wounded saints.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"We are the holy sons of the Holy Light Legion. If you dare to touch us... the Holy Light Legion will not let you go..."

Wen Zilong sneered: "I killed the people of the Holy Light Legion."

chirp-

Paws slashed twice.

The heads of the two wounded saints immediately rolled to the ground.

With the bullets of 3,000 people, machine gun bullets, and rocket launchers, fly directly over and take off the head of your Son.

In the midst of ten thousand armies, take the head of an admiral.

What aura is this?

This is the temperament that only people like Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and Guan Yu have.

What is toughness?

This is fucking tough!

In this scene, seeing the saints of the Holy Light Legion, they all gasped.

So sturdy!

This is so sturdy!

The only remaining lucky holy son was also pale as paper at this time, and his whole body was shaking.

This guy's target is the Son.

Then, his final goal must be himself.

Thinking of this, the legs of this lucky saint couldn't help but tremble.

500 meters away, Wen Yuqi was surprised when he saw this scene.

Mosquito guy, how wretched and wretched he is on weekdays.

Whatever happens, the cannon fodder comes first.

If there is any danger, he is the first to escape.

Why are you so tough today?

But when you think about it, you can understand that he is trying to concentrate all the firepower of the other party on himself.