Chapter 45: Fierce fanatic

　　 (Thanks to the 08A brothers and
　　Book friends 1103032138's tips. )
　　 "What to do?" Aros and Howson were shocked. Although the head and feet have been adjusted, the speed of the bat monsters on the ceiling is not much slower than the speed of humans, not to mention that they have a pair of fleshy wings. A fool would think that the thing is just a decoration to block bullets. .
　　 Escape? Can't escape! hit? Faced with the vastness, there are hundreds of bat monsters, how to fight!
　　 Tang Fang couldn't think of such a scene. He thought about the possibility of encountering statue guards, and the possibility of encountering other mechanical units, but he did not think that he would encounter this weird creature.
　　 Regardless of the appearance, structure, or the analysis data of the scanning equipment, these creatures are fundamentally different from the Ypsilon family.
　　 They are bloodthirsty, violent, and do not possess advanced wisdom. With Ypsilon’s technological means, if you want to deploy a defensive force, at least it should be at the same level as the two statues on the ruins. How could it be these reptiles?
　　 is a pet? Similar to Chihuahuas and Persian cats raised in human families? This is obviously a bad joke.
　　 "Tang Fang, what are you thinking."
There is still a long way to go to the T-shaped fork, but the bat monster has already flapped its fleshy wings and chased up from behind. As for the nine puppies, they have already become a bunch of passions. After the love, they were thrown into the toilet. .set. If there is no better way, the three of them are likely to follow in their footsteps.
　　 "Huh?" Tang Fang woke up when he heard this.
"Ah what, you must think of a way, and then "ah", we will all be sucked into human beings." Howson said, breaking a fragmentation grenade from Aros' waist, opening the safety bolt, and detonating it. Key, throwing behind him casually.
　　 "Boom." Fragments splashed, and several bat monsters in the front row screamed repeatedly.
　　 However, this is not enough to hurt their lives. After all, their size is too large, and a pair of fleshy wings is even harder than a puppy's scales.
　　 Tang Fang glanced back, his face flashed sharply, and he slammed the brakes: "If you can't run away, then do your best?"
　　Hausen was taken aback, and he stopped anxiously, and almost fell to the ground: "Desperately? Your brain is broken? How do you fight, there are so many people...oh, no, it's a monster."
　　 Aros didn't say much, changed the magazine, turned and walked to Tang Fang to stand still.
　　 Tang Fang glanced at him obliquely, without answering, and with a light wave of his right hand, a wave of fluctuations flashed across, a total of seven energy swords bound to his arms, and zealots wearing special armors of the Protoss appeared in front of the three of them.
　　 Sturdy body, fanatical eyes, golden phantom armor, moon-white energy sword (psionic blade), flowing whip hair, and a light blue plasma shield covering the body.
　　Hausen was stunned. He looked at these foreign fighters who were nearly 3 meters tall and exuded with a strong killing intent, and their mouths could be filled with a big pear.
　　 What is this again? Unlike those aliens, and even more different from human units, this is clearly a combat unit derived from another strange race.
　　Hausen stared at the born berserkers in front of him dullly: "How can this kid make a brand new thing again, my God! He is like a treasure bag, always bringing surprises."
　　 Aros' eyes only flashed, and then dimmed. He was really numb to Tang Fang's endless new gadgets. However, this old boy was somewhat smug. He thought about the thirty-odd people on Planet 5, how he looked at him, and how did he find Tang Fang pleasing to his eyes. Now it seems that the is still old and spicy, and the wine is still old.
　　 Actually, there was no need for the two to remind him just now. Tang Fang also knew that the situation behind him was precarious. When Howson greeted him, he was not distracted at all, but turned his attention to the system interface and directed the portal to produce fanatics.
　　 While on the road just now, he suddenly thought of an idea.
　　 The entire corridor is about six meters wide and ten meters high, which is not suitable for group operations. There are a large number of bat monsters, hundreds of them, if they fight in the large building on the other side of the rune gate, they must be dominant. But when they come to such a narrow area as the corridor, even if they can cling to the ceiling and advance, it is still unclear which is strong or weak.
　　 I think Zhang Yide was able to be a master on the Dangyang Bridge back then. If you talk about single combat power, fanatics, queen worms, spinal reptiles, which one is not better than the bat monster? What about a large number? Turn off the arms and singled out, he can play with them.
　　 With the ripples flashing, the queen, the spine reptile, the reaper, the marauder, and the machine gunner appeared in front of the three, forming a hierarchical position. The front is naturally a fanatic who is known for its rough and thick skin, followed by spines, raiders, reapers, a newly produced machine gunner, and two queens behind.
　　 Regarding the strange combination that suddenly appeared in the tunnel, the bat demons did not pay much attention to it, and they were still rushing violently.
　　 The first attacker was the fanatic. With the sound of "Issah'Tu!", the four fanatics flicked their hands and launched a crazy attack on the bat monster in the front row.
　　"哧"
　　 Facing the high-speed oscillating particle beam weapon, the fleshy wings of the bat demon that can resist bullets turned out to be like a thin piece of paper, which was easily cut into two pieces. The fleshy wings with the forelimbs flew up, sprinkling a bright color in the air.
　　 "moo"
　　 came a low roar. However, in the blink of an eye, its sound stopped abruptly, because the light blade in front of the other arm of the body enthusiast had plunged into its throat. With a light stroke, a huge head flew up into the air.
　　 The foul-smelling blood dripped down, and it was directly evaporated on the plasma shield on the surface of the fanatic, dissipating invisible. Although the fanatics are slightly smaller than the bat monsters, the light blades in their hands are like sharp sickles for harvesting wheat. Whenever the silver light flashes, it is a head rising into the sky.
　　 This scene, repeat, repeat.
　　Four zealots, only four zealots blocked the advance of the Bat Demon ground troops. Bats with their heads cut off fell to the ground, blood gurgling, spreading into a river.
　　 The death of the companion did not bring the slightest fear to these low-intelligence creatures~EbookFREE.me~ The massacre on the ground continued, and the crawling of the ceiling continued.
　　 After the first batch of bat monsters above crossed the ground battlefield opened by the four zealots, they encountered frantic shooting from machine gunners, harvesters, marauders, spiny reptiles, and queens.
"Puff puff."
　　 "Boom, boom."
　　……
　　The metal nails shot by the machine gunners, the grenades from the raiders, the bone spurs behind the insects... the storm-like attacks exploded on the enemy.
　　 One after another, the bat demon fell from the ceiling of the corridor, and then was cut in two by the three zealots in the center.
This was a slaughter, a one-sided slaughter. In just about ten minutes, four pioneer fanatics almost slaughtered more than 30 bat monsters, but the cost was only the acid spray and the loss of part of the shield. energy.
The fate of the bat demon above is even more miserable. Whether it is shot into a hedgehog by metal nails or bone needles, or a transparent hole made in the body by a spine needle reptile, as long as they fall, they will be patched by three fanatics. Chop into a pool of meat sauce.
The rise of 　　hausen saw also joined the attack sequence against the bat demon. Since seeing the first fanatic easily cut off the head of the bat demon, Aros has completely relieved. No, taking advantage of the rise of killings on both sides, he slowly ignited a cigar, just one mouthful without a mouthful. It's like sucking milk, it's a pleasure to suck.
　　 Seeing the blood of the bat demon flowing through the midfield and pouring in the direction of the three, Tang Fang hesitated, took a few steps forward, and tried to slowly extend his hand.