Chapter 1865

After driving a few hundred meters, they met a mine array in the street. The mines as big as orange washbasin were scattered on the road in disorder.

The nun is optimistic again. In this way, besides green skin, who can step on it?

"It's like it's OK. We'll just go around this minefield."

In the face of extremely dense minefields, she suggested that the two abandon their cars and pass through the ruins of dilapidated buildings on the side of the street.

"No, you think he's on the first floor, but they're on the third floor."

Su Ming stops the car and throws several incendiary bombs behind him to block the intersection, so as not to be chased and harassed by the boys. Then he goes to the side of the ruins window, grabs on the wall, reaches in and takes out a few times. As expected, he finds a very hidden, transparent trip wire, painted as black as the ruins.

He cut the trip wire and held a hand grenade to show the nun: "if you've walked away from the ruins of a building to avoid a minefield, now you're injured."

The armor piercing effect of ORC grenades is "uncertain". During the blessing of Mao er Sheng, the star soldiers can be directly killed by a grenade. Here we refer to the blood crow battle group, which has the reputation of "big head of power armour".

However, if the two saints don't give face, they can't break through the armor of porcelain steel at all. It's almost like a fireworks, and they just listen to a sound.

"It's insidious. It seems that I should pay more attention to them." The nun admitted her mistake frankly. The green skins in the previous battle only showed their bravery and made her subconsciously classify them as low intelligence creatures. However, this is not right: "then we will walk from the minefields. Anyway, the mines are on the ground. As long as we are careful, we only step on the gap between the ground mines, and we can pass by with our size and foot size."

"Well, now you're on the second floor, but they're on the fifth floor." Su Ming picked up the grenade, shook his head and regretted: "if we really want to act according to your statement, we need to be careful in the minefield, and the speed of action will be greatly slowed down. If he installs a" bang bang gun tower "at the corner of the street, we will be strafed by then. Do you want to hide or not?"

The nun frowned. She couldn't make a detour or go straight. Did she want to fly from the sky?

As if she was aware of her thoughts, someone directly denied:

"in the previous battles, we saw all kinds of ORC arms, but there was only one less, that is, the tame boy troops equipped with rocket guns and explosive packs. From then on, I thought it was the green leader who left them around and used them as guards. If you get close to the enemy leader through the aircraft now, you may be hit by various rockets and fall into the minefield in the next second. It's better to walk in by yourself now. "

"Well, do you still have to dig a hole in the ground?" Since it can't be done from the ground, maybe it's a way out from the underground.

Su Ming looked at the sea of fire behind them and the minefield in front of him: "we are human beings, not insects. We can dig tunnels quickly. It's good to attack or defend the city with tunnel warfare. But now it's too late. Our enemies will run."

"Well, it's not the time for teaching and class. Just tell me what to do. I'll listen to you." The nun was expressionless, and she was in a state of detachment.

Su Ming knocked on his breastplate, hanged and raised his mask like a mechanical device. He patted the nun's shoulder again: "the correct answer is that I will do what you can't do. I'm not afraid of anything you're afraid of."

With that, he turned and walked towards the minefield, which was a more careful way of walking. While walking, he pushed all the green and large-sized mines of other people's green skin smoothly and put them into his pocket.

Sure enough, half the distance, the streets are still smoking debris, suddenly turned over a few automatic turrets, that double large bang bang when firing with the bracket together left and right swing, visible caliber and power.

But he stood in the barrage of bullets, allowing the bullets thicker than his wrists to hit him with dense sparks, and turned to show his hands at the nuns' stand, meaning:

"am I right?"

The gunfire was too loud, and the road was not wide, and dark clouds were pressing on the heads of all living beings.

But in the sound and light reverberating through the streets, eifilar suddenly showed a smile.

For the first time, she felt that someone could rely on her. This feeling was not even given to her by the monastery. It was the closeness between human beings.

There are no rules and regulations, and there is no code of conduct. The road he wants to take must be smooth. This is really a manifestation of God.

"Hurry up, don't let the enemy run away!"

But she didn't say much about her feelings. She just urged him to get glory.

Su Ming rolled his eyes. In fact, his real plan was to let the gunshot ring.

If you were green and the traps around your hiding place rang, wouldn't you go to see what triggered the trap?

Standing here to let the automatic cannon bombard indiscriminately is not to concave shape or to test the defense of strangulation. It is to lead the enemy to appear on their own initiative.

So he not only did not rush forward, but also deliberately stepped on a few thunder, and then found a street garbage pile to hide.Strangulation came to a happy mood, indicating that the thunder exploded under the sole plate, and it was still a little itchy.

In the smoke of gunfire, everything returned to silence, and the automatic gun retreated because it could not retrieve the target in the heat and smoke caused by the explosion.

“？” Afar al stood at the far corner of the street, dazed by the wall of fire caused by the incendiary bomb.

Su Ming waved her hand vigorously, indicating that she would also hide. Then she realized that she had turned over and got into the window where the lightning trip had been removed just now.

Sure enough, after a while, a lot of farts turned around the corner, and each of them came with a mine or a pile of ammunition, swearing.

It seems that they are a little afraid, but in the face of boss's assignment, they can only reluctantly repair the minefield and load the turret.

Reality is not a game. Minefields need to be rearranged once they have been used, and live ammunition turrets also need to be reloaded.

As long as you kill all these farts and make some noise, the next time you come, you should be green boy. The next time big tech bully will suspect that there is something wrong with the mine or turret, and come by yourself.

When the time comes, Su Ming and he are fighting in the minefield, green skin will know what is self inflicted evil.

How to assassinate some farts who are only about 1.2 meters tall and thin as ordinary human beings? It's not a problem for professional killers like the death knell.

He turned the strangulation into a rope, pretending to take the rope out of his pocket, tied a knot, and threw it at a fart demon who was burying himself in the mine.

The tentacle of strangulation was put on his neck precisely, and then it pulled it violently, and the fart spirit was pulled into the hiding place of the host and ate it.

"Er!"

When the fart spirits around heard the short cry, they looked around, but they didn't find that they were short of people.

Strangulation means that green skin tastes like a mushroom, and genes have no merit at all, but if the host has to play with hoops, play with it.

It flew out again, targeting the single hapless man who was loading the turret.

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