Bi An did not fly in the air for too long. After a few minutes, he felt his feet touch solid ground and opened his eyes.
"Ahem, it feels so uncomfortable to be lifted up in the air by a fishing line." Bian smiled bitterly at the middle-aged man in front of him. He didn't know that his green face had revealed his mentality earlier than words could.
The middle-aged man is naturally the Master Lu mentioned by Bi An. He is about fifty years old, has a Chinese character face, is slightly fat, and has the same East Asian face as Bi An. He is dressed as a fishing friend: wearing a sun hat, sun protection clothing, and holding a hand. A fishing rod that looked expensive at first sight was sitting on a folding pony with a lazy attitude.
"After all, humans are not like birds. They don't have wings. If the soles of their feet are not touching the ground, they will feel uneasy. This is just the evolutionary law of nature for hundreds of millions of years." Master Lu took a cigarette from his ear and motioned to Bi An to help light it: "I don't have a better way. If you don't go in a straight line, you will have to take a detour to get here, which will waste time."
"It doesn't affect the business very much," Biwan bent down and lit a match: "Didn't this already catch the person?"
Next to Master Lu's pony, Zhong Yizheng was lying unconscious.
"Well, because of the token provided by Listening, my fishhook can accurately find him in the vast sea."
"What is his token? Is it hair like mine?" When the two of them were on the plane to Manila, Master Lu asked Bianyan for a piece of hair to use as a locator for the fishhook.
"No, Tingting directly gave me a tube of Zhong Yi's blood. The effect is much stronger than hair."
Biuan, who had just recovered from a high-altitude flight without equipment, did not take much rest. He checked Zhong Yi's condition: "No wonder you can catch Zhong Yi so quickly. In my impression, if there is no cooperation from the target, your The fishhook often flies.”
Master Lu waved his hand dissatisfied: "You young people really don't know how to fish... Forget it, let's just keep waiting. According to Di Ting, another target will come soon."
"Master Lu, you told me that he could even figure out where the target landed. Why don't you also get her token? Then it's just a matter of you swinging the pole. It's more worry-free."
"You kid!" Although Master Lu has this honorific title, he doesn't have the demeanor or airs of a master at all. He picked up his slippers and threw them towards Bi An: "I should have known you were a fighting maniac, so you like to fight and kill. Even though it's an easy task, you still insist on finding out about Hardy Hurd. Di Ting has his own reasons for doing this. Have you ever suffered a loss by following his arrangements over the years?"
"Yes, yes," Biwan picked up the slippers and put them back respectfully: "I just feel too busy."
"Okay, don't check it anymore. I checked Zhong Yi just after he was caught by me. There is nothing wrong with him. He is unconscious now because I gave him an injection."
"I saw the eye of the needle. Hey, master, is your dose of anesthetic enough? Zhong Yi's resistance is high, so he may not wake up soon."
"Don't worry, I've calculated the dosage of the medicine, it's enough for him to sleep until we return to Long County."
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Regardless of the intentions of the organization that rescued Zhong Yi, at least Zhong Yi's life was safe for now. On the other hand, Yun Ming and others were thrown into the sea by the shock wave, which was really embarrassing.
The strange bird Zoga lost the ability to fly after being seriously injured by a cloud bomb, and could only flap like a drowned dog; bombers came from a distance and dropped countless bombs. Faced with this situation, Zuojia whined and disintegrated.
The number of small Zoga that were disintegrated this time can be seen with the naked eye that it has been greatly reduced. The previous grand scene of birds flying over the sky and covering the sky is no longer there. But they still pose a very high threat, especially to bombers. There are a lot of escort fighter groups, but it is a pity that facing tens of thousands of small Zoga is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.
"Stop taking a break and protect the bombers." As the only person with flying skills at the scene, Xia Yan took the lead and used his skills to block Zuojia's army.
On the other side, Elliot built an iron bridge out of metal to help Zhuge Rong and others evacuate.
"You go first, and leave Kraken alone. No matter how strong Wade's castle is, it won't work." Elliot knew very well that if you stay for a long time, you will lose. These ghost-level ability users are of no importance to the battle, so it is better to leave.
"Oops, it's a good thing we evacuated, my [Jiangshan Yigai] won't last that long." Zhuge Rong hurried on the iron bridge, lamenting the impermanence of the world.
"It's too early for you to be happy." Maehara Douyang next to him was not optimistic: "At first glance, that big bird is chasing dragon-level ability users. No matter how powerful it is, it will not be our enemy for a while. But it disintegrated It's different when there are tens of thousands of small ones. When a large force attacks a group of fighter jets, a strange bird has already come to kill them."
The reality is as Maehara Douyang said. After disintegration, the Zogas immediately divided their forces to fight: their main attack targets were the fleets that were not flexible enough, and then divided a part of their forces to fight with Xia Yan and Elliot, and finally the remaining Saugas Regrouping and making a comeback, their troops were directed at the six auxiliary ghost-level ability users.
"They are worthy of being the creatures that used cunning to break through Fortress No. 5." Mendelson said with emotion: "Before, we had a fortress to defend, but they flew away without attacking; now they are chasing us to see if we are exposed and ready to pick on the weak. ?”
Caiflin raised the submachine gun in her hand: "We seem to be looked down upon by those ugly things."
"Now is not the time to tangle with them. More than half of the six of us are engaged in close combat. It would be too stupid to fight with those with wings and flying." Jin Zai, who has space powers and is the strongest escapist among all the people in the team Behind the tail hall, he shot the approaching Saga in the head repeatedly: "Or do you plan to use cold weapons to prevent one man from blocking ten thousand people?"
Maehara Douyang's bronze gloves, Kevlin's ball spoon, and Mendelsohn's Mischief Blade were all used for hand-to-hand combat. Using these to deal with Saga could only be described in three words - not smooth.
Zhuge Rong was thinking very hard, and he really didn't ruin the reputation of his ancestors: "Can't we just let Wade use building blocks to make some firearms? Even if there is no explosion and fire damage, pure kinetic physical attacks can't deal with those crispy skins. It’s particularly effective!”
I would like to make a digression here. Five of the six auxiliary people retreated on their own feet. Only Wade Fast was different: he used his superpower to assemble a bronze carriage and rode away in one fell swoop. At the front of the line. His original intention was not to show off his superpowers at this time, but simply because with his height, he would undoubtedly be thrown to the last place when running.
"Unfortunately, I can't do it." Wade replied: "I don't mention whether thermal weapons made of sandstone and bronze as raw materials have good durability. In fact, I don't know at all and it is impossible. Memorize weapons blueprints containing hundreds or thousands of parts.”
"Think about it, if my ability is limited only by my imagination, why would I just build a carriage that is relatively simple to assemble? Isn't a supercar fast?"
"Understood." Zhuge Rong nodded, and then he had a new question: "Then why don't you just assemble a horse? The speed of riding a horse is the same."
Wade didn't have the patience to reply seriously this time: "Bronze, it's so scary."
"Everyone, please use whatever special skills you have to keep the bottom of the box." Jin, who is in charge of the rear, sounded quite vain: "There are too many birds, and my mental strength is almost overwhelmed."
Wuyangyang's Zoujia army is chasing everyone. Although ghost-level ability users have excellent physiques, those who can fly are faster than those who can run on two legs. If Jin Frequently hadn't used Juji Tianya to distance themselves from them, everyone would have been blocked on the road by Zuo Jia.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Rong stepped forward with a big stride, grabbed the carriage of the bronze carriage in front and stepped up: "Excuse me, squeeze in."
"What are you doing? This is a single-seater!" Wade expressed strong dissatisfaction.
"What can I do? I'm working on my special skills!" Zhuge Rong unfolded the scroll of mountains and seas, bit off his index finger and used blood as ink to draw on the scroll: "You can't let me draw while running, can you?"
I don’t know when this routine of “burning life and consuming blood essence to obtain a significant increase in combat effectiveness” became popular. Anyway, this routine also exists in this game: more than a dozen medium-sized hills appeared out of thin air in front of the Zogas. Above his head, he was pressing down viciously on the birds from directly above.
The rolling rocks and the long sandy soil were like a meteorite. The overly dense Zuojia army was beaten tightly by Zhuge Rong's hand. Half of the Zuojia were lucky enough to experience the feeling of Sun Monkey being pressed against the Five Fingers Mountain.
The effect of this move [Mountain Strike] was extremely good. A large number of Zuojia were caught off guard and were hit by the mountains and pressed into the bottom of the sea. The flock of birds that had previously covered the sky became much thinner.
But in response, Zhuge Rong's breath was sluggish, his face was like gold paper, and he had only the remaining strength to hold himself up: "I have no other options, it's up to you."
"With this number, some can be beaten." Mendelson became more energetic: "There is no absolute numerical advantage. In the eyes of us ability users, these strange birds are no different from ordinary poultry."
Mendelson was overly optimistic. Although as a guard officer within the federal system, he did not know much more about alien creatures than ordinary people. Moreover, one of Zoga's blueprints was a brand-new alien creature, the long-throated bird. Humans have had no contact with them before. Therefore, everyone was unprepared for Zoga's new attack.
Following the fusion ability of the slime monster, the Zorgas once again demonstrated the ability originally belonging to the long-throated bird - highly corrosive acid.
"Careful! What are they spitting out?"
"It's strong acid! Don't get it touched!"
"Stop, don't run, let Wade build the city where he is! There's no way we can move in this kind of acid rain!"
In a panic, Caiflin suddenly broke away from the team. The shadow under her feet suddenly lengthened and turned black, and she sank into her own shadow. The latter jumped out along the bridge deck like a flexible snake.
"That woman actually ran away alone?!"
"Leave her alone, she won't be of much help anyway." Mendelson tightly held the gun in his hand, drawing limited confidence and strength from it: "And her power level is not enough to support her in the shadow world. If she stays in the water for too long, she will surface soon, and she will be in danger without a bunker at that time."
At the same time, another person waved goodbye to others: Kim Valariello, this close confidant of God's Favored One who was appointed by Gordon as the on-site commander of the six-man group, abandoned his teammates. Jin used his powers to continuously reduce the distance between him and the land, and he was separated from the others in an instant.
In the temporary fortress built on the iron bridge, there was a brief silence as the four people looked at each other.
"Let me ask first, is there no one running away?" Maehara Douyang asked sternly with a gloomy face.
His answer was still silence.
"Very good." This strong man like an iron tower sat down cross-legged, his hands touching the ground, and copper liquid trickled out from his palms: "You guys hold on first, whether you can escape depends on my next move. .”
