Manual of Space-Time Interference

The belly of the machine has been sunken, and under the firelight, you can see a terrifying hole in the original location of the camera, and then penetrated above, and some iron sheets are raised around it.

"4:58"

Looking at the tactical tablet with only the last trace of electricity left, the dialect muttered, raised his head, and looked at the beams of light that were constantly flashing above. Only a faint shadow remains.

have to go home……

He thought, a smile appeared on his face, and there was a sense of ease in his eyes.

The flames of war, gunpowder smoke, homes, soldiers, and that Shen Kun...

Everything in the past ten days kept flashing in his mind, everyone, everything, and of course, his own thoughts of killing him now...

The car behind him began to groan under the constant shooting of bullets. Dialect retracted his gaze, and took a deep look at the time on the tactical tablet. 8, finally turned into 9.

60 seconds!

Dialect put the tactical tablet back into his side pocket, looked at the aircraft lying on the roof in front of him, stood up, and then walked up.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

He took a few quick breaths, grabbed the wing, and took a deep breath!

"Move for Laozi!"

A loud roar resounded in this night sky, and blue veins began to burst out on Diaoyan's face and arms.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The aircraft began to move slowly in his direction, and the position where the wing was caught was slightly concave inward.

"Boom!"

The car behind him was thrown up by the explosion, and then fell to the ground again, blazing, illuminating Dialect's entire back red.

The gravel kept hitting Diaoyan's back, and some iron pieces kept hitting him, but they couldn't break through the line of defense formed by his clothes.

Dialect arched his back, covered the back of his head with his hands, buried his head deeply on the wing, and waited for the gravel rain behind him to stop before he raised his head again.

42 seconds!

He stood up straight again, then slightly bent his waist, and kept dragging the aircraft outwards little by little.

The bullets began to fill the sky again. After the firelight disappeared behind them, the beams of light appeared extremely dazzling.

The aircraft was slowly dragged out by the dialect, and at the same time, the countdown in my heart had reached 24 seconds.

Without taking much rest, without any hesitation, he squatted up, leaned his shoulders on the bottom of the wing, spread his legs, and slashed the barrel of the anti-equipment sniper rifle he was carrying to one side, then reached out to hold it. The outstretched end of the wing used itself as a lever to take a deep breath.

18 seconds!

"Get up!"

A force began to be exerted on the wings of the aircraft. The slightly curved wings seemed to be broken. Dialect's face was flushed red, mixed with traces of blood and sand, looking very hideous.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise next to it. After half a year, the store was bombarded by a micro-missile again. The original broken storefront began to collapse directly. At the same time, the rubble that shot out began to hit the dialect.

But he didn't have time to take care of it, and he didn't have the extra energy to protect himself!

His feet began to tremble slightly, the nearly two-ton aircraft began to tilt, and Dialect's upper body arched forward slightly.

The beams of light continued to fly overhead, and the car in front slowly stopped and burned. The roof of the car that was still there was gone. Through his perspective, he could see it faintly. The top of the three ever-seeing mechanical reptiles.

Without any slack, Dialect now clearly knows that he only needs a moment, that is, the moment he crosses, to raise the aircraft behind him.

This qi can't be vented. If it vents, it will be in vain!

Sweat kept falling from his forehead, and his supporting legs also began to shake and tremble!

10 seconds!

His blushing face did not change in the slightest, his clenched teeth tightened a bit, and his breathing became more and more rapid. In these few seconds, in his heart, he seemed to be walking extremely slowly.

A bullet flew past Diaoyan's forehead, scratching a scar on his forehead.

5S

"Well!"

A suppressed nasal sound rang out, and the blood vessels that were originally expanded to the limit expanded a little again, looking particularly ferocious!

The aircraft behind him was lifted off the top of the car in the blink of an eye. Dialect's right foot staggered forward and took a step forward, and then froze again, as if he could no longer bear the weight.

2.5!

"Target found!"

The cameras on the two missiles on the horizon turned around, quickly cut through the sky, and launched their final acceleration towards the humanoid creature in the thermal imager!

1!

A little spark flashed on the hood of the car in front, crookedly, and instantly plunged into Dialect's right calf.

The body supported by Dialect swayed for a moment, the strength of his right leg seemed to disappear in an instant, his body began to tilt, and the aircraft he was carrying instantly fell back toward the roof behind him...

0!

"Boom! Boom!"

Two flames pierced the entire night sky, and the flames and air waves began to devour everything that the block originally had. Thick smoke began to rise, and a deep pit appeared where the dialect was originally...

An aircraft flew over this deep pit, circling constantly, and at the same time, the red light in its camera kept flickering, and finally sent a message towards the sky.

"Target cleared!"

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Time: 14:57 on July 28, 2017

Location: CD

"Ladies and gentlemen, on such a hot day, Lao Xuan, I'm standing under the scorching sun, look, it's all sweat, without any Nongfu Spring DVP or something, it's salty! It's not! Sweet!"

Under the scorching sun, wearing an Adidas flower shirt, Li Lin's big pants, and wearing Nike flip-flops, Jun Xuanhao was standing on a square ~www.readwn.com~ holding a selfie stick, looking at the mobile phone above. Said something.

"Old iron, be steady!"

"Let's not say anything else, I'll give you a 666 to buy a bottle of Nongfu Spring..."

"What? Nongfu Spring for 5 cents? Send me as much as you want..."

"Lao Xuan, on such a hot day, your car won't turn off, right?"

"Dip! Student card..."

"Drip! Deep hole!"

Jun Xuanhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the barrage on the phone and smiled.

He is an outdoor anchor on the whale platform. There are more than 1,000 people in the live broadcast room on weekdays. He likes to call himself Lao Xuan, but in fact he just graduated from college not long ago.

"Hey! The old driver never hesitates to start! Unicycles still go all over the world!"

Jun Xuanhao said with a smile, turned the selfie stick at an angle and turned it towards the surroundings. At the same time, the time on the phone also jumped to 13:00:00.

"Old irons, how is it, this place, New Century Computer City, is surrounded by college students, look at the girls walking by, not much to say, just look at this side, this back, this figure..."

"Old driver fruit..."

A certain tourist stared at his mobile phone screen dumbfounded, and subconsciously sent out the unfinished barrage, and the entire live broadcast room fell into a strange silence in an instant...

After a long time, a barrage appeared on the screen again.

"I just want to ask weakly, is this car, Lao Xuan, a Lamborghini or a Ferrari... PS: Scared: HD uncensored version.jpg"

"I guess, probably, maybe, it should be a dimensional space battleship... PS: Scared: GTX1080 version.jpg"