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Chapter 1277 - The brain is a good thing(1/2)

Even though the truck that the "Apostle" soldiers were specially reinforced, the guard plate of the car was lined with alloy steel plates and Kevra layers, which could withstand the intensive shooting of small-caliber weapons in a short time.

But after eating too much bullets, I still couldn't stand it, and soon became a thousand holes and became in danger.

But the advantage is still on Blunt and the others.

Bang!~

A ball of fire exploded!

A van, which was chasing about 30 meters behind the truck, was split into pieces in the flames, and something that looked like a human body was vaguely seen flying out. The ak-47, who was still roaring just now, was completely silent.

A SUV that followed was unable to brake, hit one of the big pieces of debris head-on, rolling down the roadbed, and vaguely hearing screams and screams.

The drizzle was like a curtain, and the burning flames could not be extinguished for a while. From a distance, you could see the rising flames and smoke from the vehicles destroyed by gunfires.

Fortunately, the "Apostle" soldiers were carrying heavy firepower weapons against "Storm Nightmare". The iron shells of those civilian vehicles were easily torn to pieces, so the people inside naturally could not survive, and the scene was quite tragic.

The sudden fire exchange lasted only for ten minutes, and there was no more car behind the truck.

This pursuer was defeated by fierce firepower, and most of them died without a place to bury them.

"Hahahaha, these miscellaneous things are finally dead!"

Blunt held up a 12.7mm special automatic rifle, roaring towards the sky like crazy.

Only the "Apostle" who has received human modulation can easily control such powerful individual weapons.

"There are still people watching us!"

There is a "Apostle" warrior pointing at the sky.

A single-shot central shaft rear-mounted propeller drone with a strange appearance is following hundreds of meters slowly, and it is hard to be discovered by this extraordinary "Apostle" warrior.

"Can you kill it?"

Blunt tried to aim.

The drone noticed that a weapon was aiming at it, and quickly swayed left and right, flying out of a snake-shaped evasive maneuvering posture.

"Our attack drone is nearby, at an altitude of 6,000 meters, and can respond at any time."

The "Apostle" soldiers went out to perform missions, so they were naturally not the ones who let themselves go, but also had a dedicated team to follow up.

Above the clouds, a drone is following Blunt and his group, able to continuously provide communication and fire support.

"Let it kill that fly!"

Blunt waved casually.

A moment later, a small missile broke through the thick cumulonimbus clouds and fell from the sky.

It accurately hit the single-shot center-axle rear-mounted propeller drone, and directly exploded into a fireball.

Ten kilometers away, an angry roar sounded in a van.

"Damn, these bitches have used missiles and are ready to launch a preparatory plan to let them taste our power."

After a while, two single-shot central-axle rear-mounted propeller drones with the same appearance as the ones that were blown up before broke through the rain screen, broke through the clouds, and disappeared beyond their eyesight.

At a height of 6,000 meters above the ground, a duel between the two drones broke out.

Another single-engine center-axle rear-mounted propeller drone roared and dived towards a large truck that was jogging along the winding muddy road.

Blunt, who had just received the warning, saw the murderous drone in the next second, and a fire dragon shot straight into it.

"Everyone jumped off the car!"

Boom! ~

The truck with a huge canvas canopy was shocked, and the flames rose in the car's bucket, and the large piece of rainproof canvas was broken.

The "Apostle" soldiers with blue light flashing on their bodies rolled continuously in the mud and water with their own equipment, unloading the impact of jumping off the vehicle.

Boom! ~

Another rocket hit the truck.

The truck that had lost control was like drinking, shaking for a distance, and then hit a big tree on the side of the road. The fiercely burning fire ignited the big tree together.

The driver who drove for the "Apostle" soldiers was probably in danger.

Blunt stood up from the mud and grinned, saying loudly: "We must rush back to the base as soon as possible, otherwise we will have big trouble, Tony, protect the mission items."

He turned his gaze and searched for the figures of the team members. Then he saw Alisa, who was also covered in mud, shouted in a bad tone: "Woman, protect Tony, if he dies, you don't want to live."

Why didn't this melon lady be killed by the bombing?

Puff puff puff puff...

Like a sound of tearing a cloth, fire snakes rushed into the sky and rushed to the drone that had just completed its attack on the ground.

The ferocious beast giant carried his six-barrel Gatling machine gun and fired violently into the air, which was almost no different from anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes.

As long as one shot can hit, it can easily tear a strange drone like this.

The dense barrage was storming wildly, and the single-shot central axis rear-mounted propeller drone that was constantly avoiding was unable to escape. It was swept by several tracer trajectories one after another, and the flames appeared, and the body immediately exploded into a ball of Mars and debris in the sky.

In the distance, a drone dragged a long thick smoke to break through the clouds and fell straight to the ground, making it difficult to tell which side it belongs.

Even though she was extremely unwilling to accept, Alisa had to hold her weapon and approach Tony who tied the protective box to her waist.

At present, we cannot care about the previous struggle for intentions and can only put the overall situation first. Alisa has to abide by the qualifications of Blunt to usurp the power.

At least so far, this guy hasn't made much of a mistake.

If you want to go back alive, you can only act collectively.

Any act of separation is tantamount to seeking death.

"Blunt, there are no bullets!"

The six-barrel Gatling machine gun in Hank's hand made a idling sound.

Even though he was carrying a heavy ammunition bag, this powerful killer weapon with fierce firepower was still a bottomless pit that devoured a large amount of ammunition.

In the previous pursuit, the six-barrel Gatling machine guns achieved repeated results. A considerable number of vehicles were swept into pieces by a terrible rain of bullets and people and vehicles, and the consequences were extremely tragic.

"Hank, go to the truck and move some supplies, and we'll transfer it right away."

Blunt knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and those greedy and ferocious hyenas would definitely pounce on them at the first time.

The truck carries a lot of supplies, hoping that those boxes are strong enough.

The "Apostles" team quickly reassembled, replenished some supplies, and quickly moved on foot.

Next, there are countless fierce battles waiting for them.

Messages, instructions or intelligence are constantly sent out from "Li Bai's tavern", and the business becomes particularly lively.

A large number of war hyenas are ready to move out in full swing, searching for all traces that can be found, and chasing the American "apostle" warriors.

Even though the latter is the strongest warrior of mankind today, in order to have a high reward mission goal, the mercenaries who are crazy about money can continue without hesitation.

Two fists cannot match four hands, and heroes cannot withstand many people. Faced with such crazy pursuit, even the "Apostle" warriors such as Blunt felt tremendous pressure.

They fled all the way, and before the sky was dark, they had already reduced their staff by three people, but they caused hundreds of casualties to the continuous mercenaries, and even multiple mercenary teams were destroyed in their hands.

But the pursuit still did not stop.

This is the African continent, this is Somalia, this is the place where the Black Hawk fell. Who is the old American?

Even the Somalis, who are afraid of the powerful American force, still maintain a little disdain for the Americans in their hearts.

If you are barefoot, you are not afraid of wearing shoes. When it comes to hard work, Somalis are really worth it.

"Crazy, all are crazy!"

Blunt took advantage of the short rest opportunity to eat wildly, and even ignored the rain water mixed into the high-concentration ATP supplement liquid, and poured it all into his mouth.

He needs to replenish energy, and others also need to replenish energy and do their best to replenish food. The "Apostle" warriors have far more requirements for the quality and quantity of food than ordinary people.

However, the supplies found on the truck could not last long. The batch of supplies carried by the "Apostle" team were targeting monsters like "Storm Nightmare", rather than mercenaries who kept chasing them.

If they had known that such a thing would happen, they would probably have brought a few more small-caliber general-purpose machine guns and matching ammunition links.

"There are armored vehicles, at two o'clock, eleven."

The sniper team member who acted as a guard post was involuntarily filled with a desperate tone.

He has not had many large-caliber sniper bullets, and it is not enough to kill those armored vehicles one by one.

What's more, behind the armored vehicles, there are rows of straggler lines, and the performance of the mercenaries is no different from that of the regular army.

Even if the "Apostle" warrior is far more explosive and fast than ordinary people, he is not Iron Man, nor Transformers, nor a real Superman, and he will still die if he gets bulleted.

The ants bite the elephant to death, which is the dangerous situation that Blunt and his gang are trapped in.

"Woman, give me that box!"

Blunt suddenly stopped eating and looked at Alyssa who was in charge of the protection box.

On the battlefield, guns and bullets have no eyes, and if you don’t know where a stray bullet will take a life.

The box was originally on the waist of the "Apostle" warrior Tony, but was accidentally exploded by a stray bullet, and the thing was then taken over by Alyssa.
To be continued...
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