That steel bar...was thrown out by human power?
Is this something a human can do?
In the confused eyes of the people in Waste Star, the second steel rod like a spear was thrown out of Wu Que's hand, like thunder and lightning piercing the sky, dazzling and shocking.
They fled in panic, but without such an eye-catching and huge target as the chariot, Wu Que still couldn't carry out a precise strike from a long distance without assistance. This steel rod flew past the scalp of a useless starman and inserted into him. The ground behind him buzzed and trembled like a swaying flagpole.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
The people of Waste Star shouted, and finally woke up from the chaos of "human-powered missile strike". They raised their guns one by one, looked for bunkers, covered each other and moved towards Wu Que's direction.
They were murderers to begin with. Apart from being shocked by the steel bars thrown by humans, the death of their companions? Vehicle explosion? This has no impact on them at all.
"It looks like the movements are quite professional." Wu Que had returned to Survivor 380 and commented sharply on the movements of these waste stars, "Is this the result of training by that rebel sergeant leader?"
"Yes..." Sasha was a little weak. He didn't expect this young man to be so brave. Throwing explosive vehicles with his bare hands directly drew the hatred of the Gray Rat organization to him.
But in this case, does my "hostage" have any role?
But then, he knew what his meaning was——
An approaching waste star was aiming his gun. The first thing he saw was Sasha twisting his body at the end of the car, and then he yelled:
"Sasha, it was Sasha who betrayed us, he was the one who brought those people here!"
Sasha's brows jumped. He recognized this voice. It was a small leader with whom he had great difficulty dealing with in the organization. He didn't expect to bump into him here. He was panicking, but the little leader was overjoyed. He was originally debating whether to hit the driver first or the one with overwhelming force. Now he didn't have to think about it at all. He just pulled the trigger and fired the bullet at Sasha at the back!
"Drive, drive quickly!"
Sasha yelled. Fortunately, Janet was not an unkind person and had already turned the throttle before the gunshot. The engine roared and left those bullets behind.
"You see, you are quite useful." Wu Que said to Sasha comfortingly, "Although I couldn't be used as a hostage, you became a traitor, which only attracted more hatred."
Sasha was on the verge of crying but couldn't hold back tears: "I would rather not use this kind of thing..."
The two people in front of him stopped paying attention to him, and Janet concentrated on controlling Survivor 380. The Gray Rat Organization did not have special vehicles, so the people behind them could only chase on foot. What Janet wanted to think about was not how to get rid of them, but how to avoid being hit by their firepower while hanging them.
"Do we need to attract the attention of their large army again?" Janet asked while paying attention to the rear.
"No need. They are not idiots. They should soon realize that we are the new 'base' target they were looking for before - the intelligence brought back by the Hamster Captain, the Gray Rat organization's original intention is almost overwhelming. This group will surely report our direction to its leader soon."
"Just hang them for a while, and then simply evacuate towards the base."
The waste star people behind chased him until they were physically and mentally exhausted, and finally realized that they were just teasing. When they stopped, the Survivor 380, which was obviously from their base, blared its engine and drove away.
"Go back and report to the leader." The leader shouldered his gun with a gloomy expression, turned around and led the team away.
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The players' firepower is no longer enough to suppress the squirrel.
When the gray rats began to climb frequently towards the top of the base, they originally planned to rely on the firepower of Naqf to hold on to the top for a while, but the gray rats coming from all directions made them realize that if they persisted, they would only become gray rats. Rat rations.
So under Kenneth's decisive command, the players quickly returned to the base through the passage. Only the unlucky Dolphin Man's butt standing on the ground was bitten by a gray rat, and a large piece of meat fell out dripping with blood.
But the moment the passageway is closed, the danger is gone.
The alternating light and dark lights, the simple dark silver metal tone corridor that makes people feel poor, this cold environment gives people an inexplicable feeling of warmth when the players fall down in the corridor one by one exhausted.
The gray rat above the head should be jumping angrily at this time, but the squeaking and jumping sounds are isolated by the wall, and there is only a little tinkling sound.
“It feels like I’m lying on my desk after taking an exam while it’s raining outside.”
Kirias positioned himself in a large font and spoke like a mosquito.
"You should use the analogy of playing a football match, so that the exam is not so tiring..." Zhou Hua held himself up at the edge of the ancient battlefield, leaning on the railing to look down, "Where is the brother who got bitten on the butt?"
"Sent to the medical cabin, here." Yu Tian pointed to the dolphin man below who was being helped in by Diao Delong.
"The medical cabin... I haven't been inside it yet. What's it like inside?"
"You don't want to know." Yu Tian said, "I probably threw you into the swimming pool and pressed you down, so you could only purr... I suggest you log off directly when you are in the medical cabin."
Zhou Huajian is even more curious about the ancient battlefield.
He stared at the medical cabin. The dolphin man who had just entered was standing on the ground and waving his hands. After a while, he floated motionless in the water, like a floating corpse.
On the other side, the members of the Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs finally had time to get together and have a good chat.
"That's it, there are only four of us on the Sweet and Sour Pork at the moment. I am the captain, Captain Hamster, and these two are the deputy captains, Recycling Air Conditioner and Han Mengzhou. You are the only crew member now, but you can also be the deputy captain in the future. .”
"You don't make every new person the vice-captain, do you?" the recycled air conditioner complained in a low voice.
"How could it be?" Captain Hamster coughed repeatedly and said righteously, "I am, um, focusing on the future. We will inevitably have a large fleet. By then this will be our world, and all of you will be ships. Chief, you are all my wings, hahahahahaha!"
His words were so unworthy that Han Mengzhou couldn't help but kick him in the back.
"Hey, why aren't you talking?" Captain Hamster thought that he had worked very hard to enliven the atmosphere, but he didn't expect that the new member didn't even smile, and even huddled in the corner, like a hamster that likes to huddle in dark and damp places. Slug behind a stone with no one.
"Now, is it too late to quit the group?" Hearing Captain Hamster's question, he finally answered with a grimace even though it was difficult to speak while sneaking, "You, you didn't say there were so many women among the members!"
"I'm so scared!"
