Chapter 880:
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Super Trick or Treat System
- Taolansi
- 1474 characters
- 2021-01-31 06:01:13
When the shaman spoke again, his words were vague. "It would be a powerful curse to keep these things out of the control of men."
Buck asked: "What would someone need when the magic army disappears or is powerless?"
"If another spaceship descends from the sky, do you want to start again?"
Li Huai replied: "We will have an answer to this no matter when and where." This is probably correct... The other weapons in the warehouse are enough to pull a spaceship out of the sky, but they are now Don't worry about it.
"The weapon from the grave. Yes, it is indeed the curse of the dead. I want to tell my people. When shall we move out?"
Buck replied: "When we knew whether the trap to the south suddenly appeared,".
The report was an hour after sunrise the next morning, at that time, and entered the camp. The war leader made a slight gesture with one hand.
"Are you done?" Li Huai wanted to confirm with text.
"It's done. --- Entered the ship eagerly. Then they blew up the ship, and then they blew up themselves. Well done."
"And Kadesa?"
"The woman is safe. When the demon army saw the ship, they left the machine outside to catch her captive. The mechanical caller was easily destroyed. She is free now, with the Mbaa, she wears Over the mountain, Manulito and Escherta, so did she. Now-" he looked at the Mongols from his own people, "Why are you with them?
Jill Lee said: "We waited, but the wait is over." "Now let's go north!"
18 years old
They lay along the edge of the vast basin and dug a huge shovel from the earth so that the other side of it could not be seen. Li Huai speculated that this was the bed of an ancient lake, or even the arm of a dry sea. But now, the hollow is filled with billowing golden grass, and the heavy head is thrown away by the light breeze. Except for the space about one mile ahead, the round dome is black, gray, and brown making the yellow irregular ellipse. A spherical silver bead with a shaped fracture surrounding the spacer: larger than a ship with Apaches, but the same shape.
"The horse group... to the west." Nolan assessed the scene with the eyes of an experienced Raider. "Zua, Decree, you ride a horse!"
They nodded and began a long crawl, which would take them two miles or more from the party to trample on the horses.
For those Mongolians with dome-shaped yurts, horses are wealth and life itself. They will rush to investigate any interference between the grazing ponies and clear the way to the spaceship and the magic army there. Li Huai, Jill Lee and Buck are holding star guns, the vanguard of this attack-cutting into the essence of the ship itself, until it is a sieve through which they can shoot down the enemy. Only when the device it contains is destroyed, the Apache may hope that the Mongols will provide any help, whether it is the people who have been waiting on the grassland for a long time or the people in the yurt.
The grass rippled, stretched out the nose, and split the stem in front of Li Badi. The Apache issued an order to send the coyotes to the riding team. He has seen how animals drive away horns that have been hunted. They will be the same as the pony.
Kadesa is safe, and the coyote has made this clear by joining the attacking party an hour ago. She returned to the north with Esceta and Manulito.
Li Huai believes that their Lu's plan has achieved success and success, and he should be happy. But when he thought of Girl Tatar, all he saw was her twitching face approaching him in the porch, and the rake she raised tore his cheek apart. She hates him for good reasons, but he still hopes...
They continued to watch the horses and the dome. There were people walking around in the yurt, but there were no signs of life on the boat. Did the demons shut themselves there, somehow warning of the two disasters that weakened their troops?
"Ah-!" Nolan breathed.
One of the pony raised his head, facing the direction of the camp, literally interpreting its position suspiciously. The Apache must have reached the point between the herd and the dome. This is their goal. The Mongolian defender, who was sitting cross-legged, hung his mount rope near his hand and stood up.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The horse turned around and climbed up the far from the settlement. A humanoid fell from the grass, slapped his arm on a mount, grabbed the flying mane, and then pulled himself onto his bare back. Only an advanced rider can do this, but the wild rider now drives away the herd with the help of the loud and roaring coyote.
"Deckley -" Jill Lee-recognized Lu's rider. "That was one of his rodeos.
In the yurt, it seemed that someone had torn apart a piece of rotten wood, exposing the ant's nest, and sending the frightened insect into a frenzy. People rushed out of the dome, and most of them ran to ride horses. One or two are installed on the pony that must have been staked out in the settlement. The main Apache team slid across the grass on the way to the spaceship.
The three men equipped with alien weapons have tested the range through experiments on the mountain, but their target operations are restricted due to fear of exhausting the energy of these barrels. Now they meander to the edge of the bare ground between them and the trapezoidal hatch of the gasket. To travel through that open space is to provide targets for spears and arrows or advanced equipment of the magic army.
"We can hit the chance from here." Buck put the weapon on his bent knee, stabilized the long barrel of the burner, and then pressed the ignition button.
The closed hatch of the ship flickered slightly, dissolving in a black hole. Behind Li Huai, there were waves of wars.
"Big fire-cut the wall to pieces!"
No command from-is required. He has sent unseen destructive power towards the best target sphere he could request. If the earth is armed, no weapon can be pressed far enough to reach the sharpshooter on the ground.
Holes, irregular cracks and cracks appeared on the ship. The Apaches are turning one side of the earth into lace. These lights cannot guess how deep they go into the room.
When moving in one of the holes, the crackling machine gun shot suddenly broke out, and mud and gravel splashed into their faces; they could be cut into pieces! The hole widened, the scream... was cut off...
Nolan watched calmly from behind Li Bad's post: "They won't try again soon."
They continued to sail towards the ship in an orderly manner. It will never be carried in space again. There is neither skill nor material to repair this damage.
Lu Pei said as he climbed up beside Li Huai, "It's like cutting fertilizer with a knife." "Slice, slice-!"
"Move!" Li Huai stretched to the left and pulled on Gil Lee's shoulder.
Li Huai didn't know if it was possible, but he had a jaw-dropping vision of their combined firepower, cutting the fireball in half and cutting it horizontally as Lupe admired.
They walked hurriedly under cover, as if someone was warning loudly behind them. Li Bai fell down and turned to a new shooting position. Arrows sang on his head. The demon army is doing what the Apache knows-calling the controlled Mongols to fight. The attack on ships must be strengthened, otherwise the American Indians will be forced to retreat.
With their unremitting efforts, new loopholes have emerged. Holding the gun tightly in the middle, Li Huai found that his feet were zigzag on the open ground, closest to these openings. Another arrow aimed at the foot of the boat from the target without distance.
He used jagged metal shards to break into pieces, the metal shards faintly glow and emit the smell of ozone. The beam of the weapon has penetrated the shell and the insulating tape wall well. He climbed the second smaller hole and entered the corridor, as familiar as the crew on a western ship. According to the alien’s overall plan for abandoning the ship, the red spacer is exactly the same as his own plan.
Li Huai tried to subdue his heavy breathing and listened. He heard chaotic shouts and possibly glitches in the alarm system. The brain of the ship is the control compartment. Even if the demons dare not try to disarm now, that is the core of their communication channels. He started along the corridor, trying to figure out its direction relative to that important nerve center.
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