High-tem­per­a­ture armor piercer!T

High-tem­per­a­ture armor piercer!
The short flash, Yang Yan hot Ar­mour of whole body was hit hard, hot Ar­mour has had the slight dis­in­te­gra­tion piece by piece, but I have one type to es­cape the strength feel­ing base­less, re­sists the at­tack of high-tem­per­a­ture armor piercer, means that takes me to con­sume is mad for the price, in this world never has any con­stant, some are only the con­ser­va­tions of sup­ple­men­tary fluc­tu­a­tion.
„”
A mis­sile de­vi­ated the path, be­hind rum­bles the roof in me a big hole.
I am en­dur­ing the whole body se­vere pain, an arrow step ar­rives by the big hole, put out a hand to hold a sec­tion of bulge floor, drank to grasp lowly it, sev­eral hun­dred jin (0.5 kg) floor in the hand, the knees sank hor­i­zon­tally slightly, has thrown it sud­denly, sud­den, where the dead ahead he­li­copter can re­spond that „” a bang, this he­li­copter was hit the fuel tank af­ter­ward, flew high to ex­plode.
An­other di­rec­tion, „whiz” one, is the rail gun, an­other he­li­copter also be­comes a flame.
Only re­main­ing last, the pilot panic-stricken turned around to walk, but „ping” the sound is un­ceas­ing, is Xing Lie et al. with the at­tack of sniper's rifle, more­over they have ex­changed the high melt ar­mor-pierc­ing head, struck thor­oughly the outer cov­er­ing of he­li­copter di­rectly, the next quar­ter that pilot had been ex­ploded, the he­li­copter lost the di­rec­tion, falling to the place, the pro­peller has blown in the ground, made the ear-spit­ting sound.
At this time, „Bang”, on my front hot Ar­mour a spear, the body shook shak­ing, nar­rowed the eye to have a look, the main build­ing was dis­tanced less than be­yond hun­dred me­ters also two vil­las, is sound of gun­fire that that side heard, there also had Wang Zecheng per­son as be­fore.
In me was plan­ning or­ders the axe and Xing Lie to bring the human breaks through that two build­ings the time, sud­denly in com­mu­ni­ca­tion has broad­cast a calm sound: „Li Xiao Yao, I am Sun Xiang, two J-20 is hang­ing the pre­cise mis­sile to ap­proach you, about after two min­utes ar­rives, marks the point that needs to at­tack, you evac­u­ate there rapidly.”
I: „Locks my pre­sent po­si­tion, al­to­gether three vil­las, the bang falls to­gether!”
„Good!”
Cooldown did not allow me to think any­thing, raised the but­ter­fly to jump to leap the villa, di­rectly soared the front wooded moun­tain to go.
Is less than two min­utes, air­borne hears the keenly blow­ing sound of fighter air­craft, si­mul­ta­ne­ously three flames brush flies high to crash, next quar­ter Wang Zecheng three sets of vil­las are chang­ing into the smash­ing in­stan­ta­neously, the might of these three mis­siles may this not be the lids, three sets of vil­las al­most turned into the ruins in­stan­ta­neously, bombed the shock-wave even to sweep across me sev­eral hun­dred me­ters away, the im­pact re­sulted in the human al­most un­able to open the eye.
„Boss, now what to do?” Xing Lie asked.
I said: „As­sem­bles base all peo­ple, de­clared mar­tial law in the sur­round­ings rapidly, hunts down Wang Zecheng and his rem­nants of fac­tion, Wang Zecheng has been in­jured, was cut off a arm, did not walk away.”
„Yes!”
Day dawn time, sud­denly lightly rain­ing.
I am rais­ing the but­ter­fly, walk­ing that the step limps on the moun­tain road, in­tent sea dis­pers­ing, ac­tu­ally can­not search for Wang Zecheng aura, which did this S level breed to think of the human to go? With­draws my DNA pass­word to make the mor­tal re­ally Yang Yanji the pow­er­house? In fact seems not this, but helped them ob­tain should not the ac­quired strength, as for the fight, Wang Zecheng col­lapsed at the first blow to look, bred to in­stall Yang Yan­jia of per­son is sim­i­lar to under the strength of my Yang Yan the joke is or­di­nary.
A slip­pery rais­ing sword walks on the moun­tain road, at heart only then a faith, found Wang Zecheng, re­strains ac­cord­ing to the law it, oth­er­wise th