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Chapter 32 Five Minutes (Part 1)

Accompanied by the voice, the sound of the slinging machine sounded in a large area, and the crimson muzzles seemed to be ferocious pupils. Chen Jiu's scalp exploded, and a strong sense of crisis arose like a wolf pack surrounded him.

At the same time, the big red armor in front of him suddenly let out a harsh roar, just like the boiler was out of control and leaking air.

The gears in the arbor operate at high speed, cracks burst out from the brass gas pipe, spraying a large amount of burning steam, and spraying directly into the boiling point. The temperature was approaching the boiling point, and it was not an ordinary light red, but a dark red color that was stronger than the blood mist.

"Warning! Ferryman, because the concentration of red mercury in the nearby air is too high, you cannot use your skills [Photograph Willows] and [Borrow Flowers and Giving Buddha] within this range."

Chen Jiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A dense rain of bullets came into view, covering the entire locomotive, including the big red armor, and a large ball of fire exploded and rose.

The surrounding locomotives and motorcycles braked one after another, and set up a group of guns around the fire.

A few dozen steps away, D'Artagnan stood on the roof of the car and asked the adjutant on the motorcycle next to him.

"Do you understand?"

The adjutant was wearing monocle glasses, and several nerve needles were inserted into the back of his head, connecting a small square box that kept steaming.

He held the lens and observed the route of Chen Jiu when he came. He spoke very quickly: "This wizard has the ability to replace the position, but the distance to use is not more than thirty meters, and it seems that it has no effect on the steam armor... The stealth ability is not included in the observation range and cannot be analyzed."

"That's how it is."

D'Artagnan nodded and shouted:

"Press the steam armor forward, and the rest retreat forty meters away and continue to fire!"

The sound of gunfires sounded again, more fierce than before. The wreckage of the transport truck was shrouded in high-temperature steam and smoke, and in a blink of an eye, it was completely swallowed up by the surging artillery fire.

"General, your armor..."

The adjutant had no time to stop it.

In his opinion, although this Eastern wizard knew some witchcraft, he was still a weak human in essence. The first round of volleys was enough to kill him. The general's order was not only a little... redundant, but also seemed to have completely ignored the precious steam armor [Gasconi Bear Hunter].

"If you catch the prey, don't leave any room. This level of firepower is far from enough to scrap my dear hound, and at most it will be renovated. Just so happen that I have planned to replace it with a pair of stronger arms. Well, I have to take this opportunity to write a letter to the throne and apply for some special funds..."

Stop the voice.

D'Artagnan stared at the transport vehicle in the fire, his expression suddenly changed on his face, and he leaned back and jumped off the roof.

The adjutant thought that the general had slipped his feet and fell down. He was about to help him up, but a cluster of sharp red light pierced the smoke, and the metal roof was then flattened by a sudden explosion.

The shrapnel accidentally shattered the lenses and inserted their eyes into pieces.

With a painful howl, the adjutant covered his left eye, and large streams of blood flowed from his fingers.

At the same time, the thick smoke of gunpowder was rushed toward both sides by a broken figure.

Chen Jiu's face was covered in blood, his armor was broken, his bones were twisted, and his body was covered with large pieces of burns with pink flesh and wounds that were deeply visible. Some of his internal organs were even penetrated by shrapnel and broken bones, and he was bleeding heavily.

This is almost a serious injury that must be dying, but all the wounds are rapidly recovering and healing. The blood-stained shrapnel were squeezed out by granulation, and they fell down with heat, melting the snow.

[Full and Bream]: During this effect, the ferryman will remain at its peak state, and any non-instantaneous fatal damage it suffers can recover as it has in three seconds.

"Mom, it's a slap..."

The severe pain crushed the nerves, so much pain that Chen Jiu almost bit his teeth and his eyes were full of scarlet.

This is the first time he has suffered such a big loss since he came to this plane. His strong anger and murderous intent seemed to have activated a ferocious beast hidden in his heart.

"Stop him!"

D'Artagnan pushed away the adjutant who was still screaming, and flipped onto the motorcycle alone, stepping his foot to the death.

"Can you run away?!"

Chen Ding flipped his knife and picked up a lead bullet that was approaching the door, his eyes passed the blockade of the steam armor, and firmly locked the back. His body swept forward like a tiger pounced on the stream.

The attached skill [Shizawa] greatly improves the speed, and the peak state of [Xiao Huandan], within these five minutes, his movement speed is better than any vehicle in this plane!

Three and four steam armors came up, and the shimmering Western thorn sword in his hand looked like a narrow silver hairtail.

Unlike other countries' armored armour groups, the steam armor of the French Musketeers goes down to the fourth level [Murderer Type III], and up to the second level [Celtic Cross], [Gallic Cockscomb]... The tight weapons are mainly Western stinging swords.

On the one hand, this is because their powerful short hand gun, also known as the "can opener", makes up for the shortcomings of the stabbing sword in armor-breaking; on the other hand, it is said that this is inheritance and respect for tradition.

But the characteristics of the stabbing sword are destined to focus more on skillful fighting...

Ding, ding, ding!

The three collisions almost formed a sound. Chen Jiu bent his knees and slammed his steps. The knife was like a rainbow, as if three stabs were made at the same time. He turned his wrist and the blade stuck to the sword edge on the right, pulled it back and stabbed it heavily into the gap between the lower ribs of the armor on the left, and the other two steam armors were stacked on a straight line.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Jiu took a leap and leaped the five-foot long sword in the air like a spear and spear, piercing through the two helmets!

And this series of actions will take no more than five seconds in total...

A dull sound like a knock on the pot,

The tip of the boot was a little on the blood-burning helmet, and Chen Jiu continued to run towards the motorcycle that was moving away.

At this moment, [Police Soul] suddenly made a big alarm!

Chen Jiu had no time to twist his waist and back, and his figure seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and threw it out like a kite with a broken string. It was not until this moment that the particularly loud special gunfire sounded in his ears.

"Sniper..."

Chen Jiu pestled with a long knife in his right hand on the ground, barely standing, his teeth clattering.

A bright red hole exploded on his left forearm, and his flesh and blood were almost peeled off. You could directly see the pale bones and a large conical lead bullet embedded in it.

Sniper...

Perhaps, in the 17th century of this steam plane, due to the limitations of the times, the professional sniper system had not yet been officially formed, but after seeing the [rotor tiger? Dovetail] of the son, Chen Jiu realized the special existence of sniper individual weapons.

For the old wine, this is a more difficult and dangerous threat than the steam armor. It has the effect of Xiao Huandan. Even if the limbs are broken, the throat is cut, or the internal organs are broken, it can recover full blood and return to the peak in three seconds. However, before the Tang Zi armor has been repaired, once the sniper's cold gun is lifted off, it will be instantaneous death, and the medicine stone is not cured.

Taking advantage of Chen Jiu’s unstable foothold, another round of firepower was covered by gunfire.

The little white frog poked his head out, opened his mouth to reveal the brilliant lightning. The lightning intertwined into a large net, covering Chen Jiu's head.

You cannot block bullets, but you can slightly change the ballistic trajectory that is shot towards the head to avoid fatal damage.

"Thank you, Brother Frog..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Jiu suddenly raised his knife to block his face!

A heavy sound of jingling made Chen Jiu almost unable to hold the handle of the knife. The cone head cut in half fell to the ground, swaying straight into people's eyes.

Since the beginning of the battle, Chen Jiutou pulled his gaze from Dalánion, crossed the blade in front of him, and threw it hundreds of meters away.

The reflection of the glass mirror flashed behind a motorcycle.
Chapter completed!
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