Manual of Space-Time Interference

"There is a situation!"

Dialect let out a soft cry and stopped on the spot. There was a rustling sound in his ears. He glanced around, but did not find any machinery.

Guo Zhu and Zhao Cheng also immediately stood in place and began to look around. While looking for cover, they were also constantly observing the surrounding situation.

"Don't scare me!" Guo Zhu said, his expression relaxed a little, "It's probably a mouse, let's hurry up..."

"No!" Dialect said suspiciously, tilted his head and turned his ears to the side, and the voices from the side began to gradually increase.

"Hidden!"

Dialect's expression tightened, and he roared loudly, his heart-piercing voice constantly echoing in the sky above this ruined city.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment. Dialect's face was grim, and at the same time he rushed towards Guo Zhu, who was closest to him. Zhao Cheng had a serious expression, holding the rifle in his hands tightly, his legs slightly bowed, while Guo Zhu had a serious expression. , but still a little stunned...

The fire began to light up on the edge of the building in the distance, and the six-barrel Gatling machine gun began to burst into a ferocious roar, roaring, declaring his anger.

"Da da da!"

The voice returned to this world, and Fang Yan threw Guo Zhu to the ground. With inertia, he rolled on the ground, and then propped himself up with one hand, arched his body, and ran to the ruins next to him.

The tongue of flame swept past the original spot, and the 12.7mm bullets made shallow pits one after another on the ground, and small gravels splashed onto the three of them.

Guo Zhu also reflected on it. He put his hands on the ground and staggered to the place where the dialect was spoken. A piece of gravel cut through his face, and a thin bloodshot ooze out.

"Pillar, can you destroy it?" Zhao Cheng shouted loudly. He, who was originally at the front, was now hiding in a safer position.

The wall behind him trembled slightly, and rubble kept falling from the top. Guo Zhu's body leaned out slightly and shrank back, and hurriedly shouted, "The firepower is too strong..."

"That…"

"Run!"

Zhao Cheng's eyes had already reached their limit, and his mouth had opened to the maximum. His voice instantly suppressed the puff sound of the bullet hitting the stone wall.

"Boom! Boom!"

A few loud noises burst out in an instant, and the fire was so dazzling even under the bright sun.

The air wave opened the dialect and Guo Zhu who were rushing forward, and hit the wall next to it. The store next to it didn't seem to be able to withstand such a heavy blow, and began to drop large pieces of gravel. .

The fire of war, after nearly half a year, seems to have returned to this ruined city, but this time, there were only three people.

"Pillars! Dialects!"

Zhao Cheng shouted loudly, the six-pipe Gatling's roar stopped, and the aircraft turned slightly, aiming at Zhao Cheng's position.

"run!"

The dialect covered in gray rushed out from inside, followed by Guo Zhu, his body staggered and his eyes became a little chaotic, but he never put down his anti-equipment sniper rifle.

When Zhao Cheng heard this, he hurriedly got up and ran to the front.

"Da da da!"

The harsh sound of gunfire resounded, but it seemed to be a little bit slower, wiping the shadows of the three of them and passing by in an instant.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded behind the three of them again, hitting the three of them forward.

The gunshots stopped, and Fang Yan propped himself up and ran to the front again. Guo Zhu and Zhao Cheng, who were behind him, shook their heads and ran after them.

The sewer entrance is not far, and the remaining ones are less than 100 meters away, and the aircraft behind them, because the three dialects ran across the intersection, was blocked by the building next to its shooting direction, and was rapidly moving towards the sewer. Move this way.

time is life.

The three people, covered in dust, ran to the front desperately, but their rushing body stopped for a moment. After the soles of the shoes slipped a conspicuous mark on the ground, they rushed towards the building next to them.

"Target captured, clean up!"

"The weapon system is loaded!"

"Da da da!"

The sound of the machine gun began to sound again, but now, it was in front of them, at the intersection of the sewer.

"They're smarter than you think!" For some reason, Dialect suddenly recalled what Zhao Cheng said to him in the supermarket.

"Where to run?" Fang Yan shouted loudly, the road ahead was blocked by a mechanical crawler, but behind it was a long-arriving aircraft, and around, I don't know how many machines are rushing Come.

Right now, he feels like a turtle in a urn. It seems that no matter where he goes, he can't escape the encirclement and suppression of these machines.

The glass fragments and gravel were scattered on the ground. This should be a plush toy store, but the original cute plush toys were basically invisible, covered by dust, and casually placed on the ground.

"This way!" Zhao Cheng breathed heavily, and walked to the wall, "Dialect, give me two grenades!"

Zhao Cheng licked his mouth. He knew that doing this was very dangerous and could easily cause accidental injury, but going out would only be more dangerous. Between a little and nothing, he chose to fight for this little bit of vitality.

There is no way, and now we have to find a way out.

Dialect took off all the grenades hanging on his body, handed them to Zhao Cheng, and then hid aside with Guo Zhu.

"Lie down!"

Zhao Cheng let out a loud roar, pulled off the insurance, threw the grenade to the corner of the wall, and quickly fell to the side.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came out, and the plush and dust instantly filled the space. The whole room seemed to shake a few times, and a gap appeared on the ceiling, but it did not fall.

"Cough! Cough!"

Zhao Cheng coughed twice, raised his head, and squinted at the site of the explosion. A hole appeared in the corner of the wall. He was stunned for a while, as if he did not expect that the grenade on Dialect's body was so powerful.

"run!"

Zhao Cheng roared, the consciousness from the battlefield made him wake up instantly, and he quickly crawled through the hole, and then, Dialect and Guo Zhu also crawled over.

"The target disappears, switch the thermal energy exploration mode, the target reappears, coordinates, 147.275!"

"Don't stop!" Zhao Cheng roared, and ran outside the store. He was familiar with the combat methods of mechanical reptiles, and knew that for them, this wall was not an obstacle.

"Boom!"

The warhead of the miniature missile collided with the wall, squeezed, and then shot out a trace of fire, energy, and began to collide in this small inner space, and finally exploded.

The gravel hit the backs of the three people who ran forward, and a hole was torn in the wall behind them...