But when the blessings and the misfortunes depended on happiness and sorrow, the narrator was about to announce the successful conclusion of the second-generation mecha conference. Suddenly, a new mecha rushed out of the sea. The overflow is full of brilliance, and people can feel the coexistence of power and speed at a glance. Holding two huge beam rifles with chic shapes like scimitars is even more daunting.
"No! It's the gun god! He's here to sabotage our press conference!" Hongshui Bin immediately recognized the identity of this mecha, and it was one of the gun gods who frightened the world.
This time the gun **** is completely different from the one seen at the press conference. A flying device was installed behind it to help it rise into the air. The whole body is full of ferocious aura, which is totally different from the lazy appearance on TV. .
The scene of the second-generation mecha launch conference of the Ancient Gods and the Republic of China seemed a bit turbulent because of the sudden appearance of the gun god. Ten second-generation mechas quickly retreated outside the field. The leaders, experts and scholars on the rostrum also began to have The order left under cover, while the audience all turned and ran back to leave this place of right and wrong. The instructors of Langya Mecha Academy immediately played their role, directing all students to evacuate towards the safe passage.
After the gun **** appeared, he immediately activated the aircraft to fly to the retreating second-generation mecha. Two beam rifles launched attacks one after another, and dozens of beams attacked the second-generation mecha from far and near.
At this time, the special plane Xuanwu squatted up and jumped up, blocking the path of the beam, raising the two huge shields to block all the beams, but the huge impact made it fall unsteadily, and retreated one after another. Can no longer defend temporarily.
The gun **** ignored the Xuanwu he had repelled, and continued to advance by leaps and bounds. He even pulled the trigger and fired dozens of beams to chase the second-generation mecha. Before standing in the dark night at the press conference, he pulled out and plugged in. The rifle in between, accurately blocked most of the beams.
The few remaining light beams were all crushed by the vajra claws from the back of the mecha by the lone wolf at the end. The second wave of Gun God still failed.
Xuanwu, the first spear **** offensive, finally stopped his retreat, and continued to stand silently at the forefront of the queue, holding two huge shields to block the spear god's path without saying a word.
The lone wolf was the first to make a sound to break the silence: "Why didn't the gun **** be here today to inform us? Such a sudden appearance made us look a little uncomfortable."
"Huh? This is Teacher Lang's voice." Chen Feng stopped and turned to look at the lone wolf. The voice was too much like Teacher Lang's.
Hongshuibin next to him also stopped: "It sounds like it, and I heard that the pilot of Lone Wolf is a lonely person by nature. Teacher Lang really fits this image."
Zheng Zhirong, who was running wildly behind them, couldn't dodge, and plunged into Chen Feng's arms: "What are you doing? Why don't you run away?"
"Don't make trouble!" Chen Feng made a silent gesture and pointed to several special planes in the distance: "The lone wolf pilot who heard the sound just now seems to be our teacher Lang."
"Really?" Zheng Zhirong broke away from Chen Feng's arms and stood firm, looking back.
"Haha, uninvited guests are bad guys, you don't have to entertain me, just do it yourself." A deep voice came from the gun god's mecha, which fits the identity of the first person in the world. It is heavy and steady with some The feeling of seeing death as home. And obviously the gun **** has a lot of research on Chinese culture, and the most suitable allusions to the current environment are readily available.
"That's not good. Making guests feel at home is the traditional virtue of our ancient gods and the Republic of Lanzhou. The spear **** should reminisce with us." The lone wolf cannot let the spear **** unscrupulously pursue the retreating national leader behind. And second-generation mecha.
The gun god's mecha swayed twice, and continued to start the aircraft and began to rush forward: "That is the collapse of the talk, I am welcome."
The gun **** is about to leap over Xuanwu's head. He doesn't want Xuanwu to merge the two huge shields into one place and throw them into the sky like a discus. The huge shield is galloping towards the gun **** with the thunderous sound of breaking through the air. Away.
As the saying goes before the shield comes first, the Spear God was almost unprepared, but the Spear God is the Spear God after all, and a forward roll that is still perfect when he cant make it, stepped on the huge shield that struck. Avoiding the attack can continue to move forward and the kicked giant shield returns to attack Xuanwu, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone.
However, the Xuanwu on the ground is worthy of the title of the strongest patron saint of the ancient gods of the Lanzhou Republic. His feet are deeply inserted into the ground and his hands are firmly grasped by the flying giant shield that is more terrifying due to the acceleration of gravity, and the giant shield is removed without any movement. Then put them on the left and right arms, and pulled out their steps to chase the gun **** who was flying backwards. .
Chen Feng, who was even far away, could feel the ground trembling when Xuanwu received the giant shield, and admired the power of Xuanwu: "The pilots of Xuanwu are too powerful. Meatloaf."
Hongshui Bin was a little bit frustrated: "But they are so powerful that they still can't stop the gunman. He passed the test easily. How strong is the gunman?"
"If he isn't great, he won't be called one of the three great war gods. No matter what he performs, I won't be surprised." Zheng Zhirong has already begun to stare at little stars, and instantly becomes a spear **** flying in the sky. The fan brother.
"Hey hey hey! Wake up!" Chen Feng quickly shook Zheng Zhirong sober: "Find out that he is now an enemy, if he crosses all our special planes, it would be dangerous!"
Zheng Zhirong only woke up and looked anxiously at the situation on the ground in the distance: "Yes! Teacher Lang, come on!"
The gun **** continued to pursue the retreating second-generation mechas. Teacher Lang lived up to expectations by driving a lone wolf to force the gun **** to engage in close combat. The gun **** naturally did not want to waste time with him and relied on his mecha suit. Having the advantage of a flying device, I want to bypass Mr. Lang who only relies on propellers for flying.
"Not good! The speed of the gun **** is too fast, Teacher Lang can't catch up if he only relies on the propeller!" Seeing the situation is not good, Chen Feng pointed to the distant sky anxiously.
However, from the beginning of the stage, I always stood silently beside the venue, like the dark night that was about to absorb all the light, suddenly stood up and started to show off his power, pulling out the beam rifle that was originally placed on the ground randomly, pulling out a number of consecutive shots, forcing back, and about to pass Teacher Lang. The gun god, then took advantage of the victory and forced him to be beside Teacher Lang, unable to escape.