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Chapter 50 Do you remember being beaten??????

Zhang Yi had been running in the passage for less than 2 minutes when a sudden shock of news came to his heart. He immediately stopped on the spot, like a nail, and refused to take another step forward.

Two laser beams as thick as a bowl passed in front of his nose, and they were able to hit him right through with only a fraction of a second.

The super-caliber laser beam emitted by the hell gun!

Zhang Yi suddenly sweated from behind. Soldiers who can use the Hell Gun are captain-level figures in any Imperial Guard. The resources consumed in making such a gun are another matter. The key is that this increased

The output laser gun is much heavier than the ordinary laser gun, even heavier than the large-caliber laser gun used for team support. Without enough strength and long-term training, there is no way to use this small laser cannon.

A squad leader-level opponent, or two at the same time?

No wonder he could be so hidden at such a close distance without being discovered. If Zhang Yi had not only the title of Psychic Apprentice, but no Psychic Skills, all his psionic energy was used for scanning while traveling, and he found the two huddled in front of him.

The opponent in the corner may have fallen into a trap just now and died from the gunshot.

"Huh?"

There was a voice on the other side of the corner, and with this surprised voice, two grenades rolled to Zhang Yi's feet.

Are these two crazy?

This is an underground passage. If grenades are used rashly, everyone will be buried underneath. The subsequent underground landslide will trigger a series of reactions. The rebel defense line facing the examinee army will collapse instantly. Even if Zhang Yi is blocked by then,

The rebels have also lost their support, and their destruction will certainly not take long.

It is precisely because of this that even though the rebels saw that Zhang Yi had penetrated deep into the defense line, they still did not make up their mind to blow up the entire passage. As long as one part of the passage built in the brittle and hard soil was destroyed, a chain collapse would immediately occur, directly

Drag all bunkers, bunkers, and corridors along the entire defense line underground.

When Zhang Yi saw the grenade, he was shocked. Without thinking too much, he shrank his body, exerted force on his legs, and retreated backwards.

One second passed, and there was no movement from the grenade on the ground. Someone in front laughed "hehe" again, and two figures jumped out.

It was a fake mine, designed to make Zhang Yi immediately retreat from the entrance of the passage in shock, so that the two of them could safely occupy the firing position.

As soon as the two people stepped out of the passage, they stood and crouched, aiming their guns. They saw Zhang Yi standing in front of them, half crouching and half crouching, not far away, with red eyes. It looked like a human, and it was basically a bird that was about to eat a human.

beast.

Although the Hell Gun is powerful, it has the same problem as all energy guns. It requires warm-up time. The greater the energy of the laser beam, the longer the waiting time for focused activation. For a weapon like the Hell Gun, from preparation to activation, at least

It takes half a second. For Imperial Guard soldiers, half a second is far from enough, but for professionals, half a second is enough for them to move around in the face of the laser gun muzzle without being hurt.

"Bah" and "bah" two laser beams spurted out. Zhang Yi had already seen the aiming position of the laser gun. His body bounced and retracted, and he actually passed through the two laser beams, advancing instead of retreating, and rushed towards the two of them.

In the midst of shock and fear, the squatting young man felt his eyes go dark, as if something was covering his eyes. In the midst of shock and confusion, he heard a "click" sound coming from his neck, and his head seemed to be twisted, and the stars in front of his eyes were chaotic.

Risk, there was a demon in the darkness looking at me fiercely with a sickle in his hand.

He wanted to scream, but he just made a "ho ho" sound, fell to the ground, twitched his hands and feet a few times, and made no sound again.

If it were like a defense system, with five or six machines at a time and laser beams blocking everything above and below the ground, Zhang Yi would not be able to rush through even if he had great abilities. However, the two young men in front of him were arrogant and brave, thinking that with the hell gun in hand, the world He did it on his own. He didn't take Zhang Yi seriously, and he didn't make any preparations before. He didn't even discuss taking turns to fire. He just followed the infantry manual, shooting up and down together, thinking that he could kill the devil in this way. Killed on the spot, but unexpectedly, this kind of shooting was completely useless to a professional like Zhang Yi, but because of the cooling time after the laser shot, it gave Zhang Yi a chance to take action.

How could Zhang Yi let go of such an opportunity? Besides, he was not far away from the two teenagers. He rushed forward in an instant, knocked the standing teenager away with all his strength, locked his throat, and pounced on him. After killing the boy on the ground, he turned his head and stared at the other boy whose hands were already trembling. He smiled slightly and said, "Hi."

Although the sound was not loud, it was as deafening as thunder. With a shake of his hand, the young man dropped the hell gun, turned around and ran away.

What is this, the so-called brutality +15 will have a greater chance of causing the enemy to collapse upon hearing the news?

Here Zhang Yi suddenly kills people, and his morale is extremely high. The boy on the opposite side has already had his morale reduced by 4 points, and his comrades around him have fallen at his feet. At this time, his morale is far more than 15 points behind Zhang Yi. He is not beaten by Zhang Yi. Having the title of trumpeter of despair above his head means committing suicide. He is already a middle-class character. At this time, there is no way to avoid the possibility of another "fear of running away". There is nothing in his mind. All those heroic words before have been completely forgotten. All he can think about is "Run away, run away, the farther away from that devil the better!" He couldn't hold the gun, he just wanted to run farther and faster. It would be best to run until the end of the world and never see the human devil again.

How could Zhang Yi let the bait in front of him slip away like this? The two teenagers didn't have any mercy when they wanted to kill Zhang Yi just now. Zhang Yi naturally would not repay kindness with kindness and let the teenager escape.

He suddenly exerted his strength and jumped up. He used the side wall of the passage and kicked off again. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of the escaping young man. His return hand was a burning mark and hit the young man's leg hard.

The boy's body staggered. Although the skill did not hit the boy's leg armor to cause damage to him, Zhang Yi's body had evolved twice at this time, and his character level had passed level 20. His power was far greater than before. Such a palm The strike actually cracked the steel armor on the young man's leg. The young man couldn't bear the strength and fell forward.

Zhang Yi stood up suddenly, shouldered the young man sideways, and activated the crazy assault skill again, pushing the young man back a few meters. During this period, the Lava Pain skill reading was completed, actively interrupting the crazy assault. After using the skill, without adjusting his body posture, he raised his hand and struck the boy in the face.

The young man's mind went blank. How could he think of avoiding the cover? The pain of the lava was no longer weakened, and it completely covered the young man's face. With a "boom", the young man's face was like lava rolling across his face, and he even screamed in pain. Before he could send it out, he flew up with his body, rolled to the side, and died.

Zhang Yi lowered his head and spat, let out a long breath, lowered his head to pick up the hell gun, and went to check the bodies of the two teenagers.

Although the continuous use of skills allowed him to feel the flow of air in his body and knew that there was hope for a professional level upgrade, it also consumed a lot of energy. By this time, not only was he unable to use any skills, but even the movement of running and leaping was slower than before.

It's a lot worse. At this time, the only option is to rely on guns again and kill the blood.

Just at this time, these two young men came to die. They were sleepy and someone gave them pillows. How could Zhang Yi let them go so easily?

Killing two people in a row, Zhang Yi didn't know that because of his bravery, another person in the rebel monitoring room committed suicide, and the entire defensive front was greatly lacking in monitoring and command personnel.

After checking the hell gun, Zhang Yi stood at the entrance of the three-pronged passage, looked left and right, and was about to set off to the left. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he froze his body, looking coldly to the right.

Not far away, a person was walking slowly.

Although the walk was not fast, it made Zhang Yi feel great pressure, and even his spiritual power was unstable. If he guessed correctly, the other party must be a psychic, and his status among the rebels is probably not low.

Such an enemy is the biggest threat to Zhang Yi now.

If Zhang Yi is full of energy and can run and jump as he pleases, of course he doesn't care about a psionic warrior. Even if the opponent's level is several levels higher than Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi can fight in close combat, has systematic cheating in long-distance combat, and has the sniper enhancement talent.

Observing the double bonus of damage, it is natural not to take the opponent into consideration, but now, Zhang Yi's body is extremely tired, and he can't run or jump. Let him fight with a psychic. If he is not careful, he will be killed.

Drop him to the ground and die.

Zhang Yi slowly squatted down, took a deep breath, and tried to recover as well as possible before the opponent appeared.

The psionic warrior's footsteps finally appeared in Zhang Yi's ears. It sounded like he was still dozens of meters away from Zhang Yi. He must have been concerned that Zhang Yi was too brutal in close combat and did not continue to move forward.

This distance is not the best distance for the damage caused by the law. Zhang Yi has some doubts in his heart.

After a moment of silence, the man in the distance suddenly spoke: "Let me introduce myself. I am a level 5 psionicist, Lieutenant. Everyone calls me Gunship."

Zhang Yi curled his lips and said nothing. He was always polite and insensitive to things like pre-war greetings.

"I know your name is Zhang Yi. You are the sharpest arrow among the candidates this time. You once destroyed a demon by yourself, killed a Dreadnought mecha pilot, and took away a Dreadnought mecha.

We here all believe that you are the real devil. You have never appeared on this battlefield before. We are even relieved. We think that without your assault, our defense task would be at least half easier. But now it seems

, we were happy too early.”

Zhang Yi's nerves did not relax because of the other party's praise. On the contrary, he turned over and bowed on the ground, and his whole body began to tense up.

If something went wrong, it would be a monster. It is impossible for a level 5 psychic on the other side not to see that Zhang Yi's current situation is not optimistic, but he did not come up to attack, but stood aside and gritted his teeth. This kind of situation can only be possible.

One explanation is that the opponent is planning a move that can kill Zhang Yi in one fell swoop.

Zhang Yi will not think that the opponent is deliberately delaying time. As long as the morale overdraft state allows, the longer the delay will only be more beneficial to Zhang Yi. He can recover a considerable part of his energy and can sprint and jump as before. By that time, the opponent will

Even if you want to escape, it's impossible.

A faint gust of wind behind him caught Zhang Yi's attention. Without thinking, he rushed forward with all his strength, just in time to avoid an energy dagger swiping behind him.

Zhang Yiren was in the air without looking back. He raised his gun from under his arm and fired a shot behind him.

With a bang, a hell gun's super-caliber laser melted away, but the person coming from behind didn't seem to be injured at all, and was chasing after him in large strides.

The crisis was far from over. As soon as Zhang Yi landed on the ground, he rolled. Before he could stand up, a big foot kicked him away. Then a figure followed Zhang Yi's body. When Zhang Yi was dizzy, he used the spirit in his hand.

The staff flashed and he said: "Medical treatment, blood rage."

Like demons, human psionic arts also have a branch that specializes in close combat, and that is medical arts.

Zhang Yi has always believed that medical skills are about treating people, which is equivalent to priests in the game. However, he does not know that all the psionic skills that add blood in this world belong to the category of laws, while medical skills are psionic skills.

The warrior's assault technique.

This branch of psychic energy allows the psionicist to disrupt the psychic energy fluctuations around him, thus hiding his body shape. It can also add a variety of beneficial enhancements to his body, allowing him to compete with the body of the practitioner, and even

It can also create some non-fatal but troublesome psychic restraints for the opponent, which are also called debuffs in online games. Once attacked by such a psychic at close range, even a high-level Qi practitioner will be at a loss.
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