Teng Heng carefully looked at the long turtle formation and couldn't help but excitedly patted the cyclone cannon.
He pointed at the barbarian table formation in front of him and said: "This barbarian table formation is so slow."
"Every gain must come with a loss. Although the defense is strengthened, the speed is lost." Feng Anyong also patted the cyclone cannon and ordered: "Use rockets."
After saying that, he picked up the long bow, lit a rocket, and shot towards the Hu people's long turtle array.
A barbarian centurion rushed to the front against the Eight Immortals Table.
There were also two captains of ten beside him, each holding an Eight Immortals table to protect him from the side.
The two captains of ten had covered up the reference object, and he started to run but went astray.
Hu Deglin was beating the drum while observing the effect of this long turtle formation.
After all, he came up with this one-word long snake formation, and he has to be responsible for anything that happens.
Seeing this centurion leaning crookedly to the right, Hu Degreen was so anxious that he shouted: "Left".
He had no choice but to turn left, but not long after he turned left, the long turtle formation tilted to the left.
Hu Deglin had no choice but to stop beating the drum and shouted: "Right".
The centurion had no choice but to turn to the right, but he did not expect that the long turtle formation would tilt to the right.
Hu Degreen smiled bitterly, shook his head and shouted: "Right."
Under Hudeglin's constant command, the centurion turned left and right for a while, and his speed slowed down unconsciously.
This is very uncomfortable for the centurion. After all, the Hu people pursue force and speed.
But he saw with his own eyes the bloody reality not long ago, when those long snake formations were blown up by the security team and were seriously injured, he couldn't help but tremble with fear.
Now that I think about it, Centurion feels that as long as it's safe, it doesn't matter if the speed is slower.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting, and then the Eight Immortals Table shook a few times.
Based on his experience, he knew that the arrow seemed to be hiding on the Eight Immortals Table.
What are you afraid of? The Eight Immortals Table is extremely strong, far thicker than armor. It's no big deal if an arrow hits it.
As he ran, he felt something was wrong and his body was getting hotter and hotter.
Could it be that I was running too fast and it was getting hotter and hotter?
No, it seems that the table is getting hotter and hotter, and the legs of the Eight Immortals Table in my hand are getting hotter and hotter.
He felt his hands were blistered and wanted to throw them away.
The person running behind him also said: "It's so hot, the table is on fire."
"My hands were blistered because they were too hot." The barbarian behind said.
A barbarian from behind suddenly shouted: "No, my hair is on fire."
This barbarian is at the back, and the quality of the Eight Immortals Table is not as good as that of the Centurion.
His Eight Immortals table was an old table. It was thin and burned through in a short time.
At this time, he couldn't bear the severe pain in his hands and head, so he simply threw it away.
After he threw away the Eight Immortals Table, he kept putting out the fire on his head.
The people behind him who were fighting against the Eight Immortals table wanted to replace him, but he kept putting out the fire and it was difficult to replace him.
Wen Shuai looked at this turtle table formation and found it difficult to start.
Seeing the blazing fire burning, he looked at the table array without blinking.
Finally, the barbarians threw away the Eight Immortals Table, revealing a rare hole.
Wen Shuai couldn't help but be overjoyed. He finally saw the loophole in this long turtle formation. How could he let it go?
The time is short, and the barbarians behind may soon make up for it.
He aimed with his eyes, calculated in his mind, adjusted the square and angle, and said to his assistant: "Light the fire."
The assistant immediately lit the thunder with a fire stick, and Wen Shuai immediately stepped on the pedal.
Through actual combat and training, the security team has reduced the number of cyclone gun operations from five to two in an emergency.
One of them is to install and ignite the thunder, and the other is responsible for operation and adjustment.
Of course, the operator is the main gunner, and accurate shooting depends entirely on him.
The assistant constantly provides Hongtian Lei, installs and ignites Hongtian Lei, and plays an assisting role.
Of course, an assistant is not exactly an assistant, he can also learn.
If he improves quickly, he may be able to become the second main gunner.
The power of Wen Shuai's pedal passes through the gear and immediately turns the launching wheel.
In just two turns, Hong Tianlei left the wheel and flew towards the hole in the Huren's table formation.
Wen Shuai's calculation was extremely accurate, and he just happened to fly into the loophole and explode.
If the long turtle formation is a turtle shell, then this loophole is the only fatal weakness of the turtle shell.
There was a boom, and a burst of black smoke erupted from the hole.
The Hu man whose hair was set on fire was killed on the spot, and the two Hu men around him who were protecting him were also killed on the spot.
Not only that, the row of Hu people in front of him and the row of Hu people behind him were also seriously injured by the explosion.
The entire long turtle array in front was suddenly cut into two parts. The turtle's head and body were still there, but the turtle's neck was missing.
The first three rows are the heads of the turtles carried by the centurions, and the long row behind them are the bodies of the turtles.
Teng Heng couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect this thunder to be so powerful.
He couldn't help but stretched out his thumb and said to Wen Shuai: "Commander Wen, you may be a powerful one-shot in the security team. I might as well ask you Wen-yi-pao."
"That's right, Wen Yipao's reputation is not in vain." Feng Anyong looked at Wen Shuai, laughed loudly and said: "You killed nine barbarians with one shot. I will report it to the security team. I have already decided on a name, and it is Wen Yipao." gun."
Originally, Hongtianlei usually did not have such great power, but in this relatively confined space like a turtle, its power was doubled.
Not only was Wen Shuai happy, but his assistant was also happy. If Wen Shuai won the award, he would also have a share.
Wen Shuai couldn't help but be overjoyed. He praised himself in his heart and said to his dazed assistant: "Why are you dazed? Light it up quickly."
Boom, boom, boom, Wen Shuai's cyclone cannon seized the opportunity and used the large hole opened high to continuously bomb the head of the Huren's turtle.
The turtle formation of the Hu people was broken, and his head lost its protection. It was finally blown to pieces by Wen Shuai from the back to the front.
Twelve tables fell on both sides and continued to burn, and more than twenty barbarians fell to the ground and groaned.
The turtle formation in front of Wen Shuai was cracked, but no one in the other table formations threw away the burning tables, and they were obviously still persisting.
"Leader Feng Ying, the Hu turtle formation is getting closer and closer, what should we do?" Teng Heng looked at the Hu turtle formation that was getting closer and asked while shooting arrows.
Feng Anyong stopped shooting and looked at the long turtle formation of more than a dozen barbarians, and fell into deep thought.
Feng Anyong couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw some formation leaders burning into raging fire.
He picked up the tin trumpet and shouted at the security group's cyclone cannon: "Aim the cyclone cannon at the most violently burning Eight Immortals table and fire."
While Teng Heng was firing the rocket, he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Feng Anyong's words.
Wen Shuai fired the Thunderbolt after the barbarians had already thrown away the loopholes in the tables, but the holes in the table array had not yet been exposed. Wasn't this a waste of Thunderbolts?
You must know that Hong Tianlei is very nervous now. The two chief clerks, Xi Xing and Zhang Hong, have repeatedly paid attention to the need to use them sparingly.
