hunting light

The impact jerked the cargo box of the transport truck.The tail of the car was raised high, and then fell back heavily.The car shook its head and walked for a long time in an S-shaped route before it stabilized and did not turn upside down.

The water bucket in the back of the car clanged and almost fell out.The water in the bucket is pouring up and down.Ian and Saiya rolled over in the water, choked a few times, raised their heads desperately, let their faces out of the water, and took a deep breath.

Leon sat on the side bench, his body tensed suddenly, like a bow stretched to the extreme.

Not only him, but all the audience outside the stadium exclaimed.

Sang Xia was frightened into a cold sweat, and grabbed the arm of the person beside him, pinching the little media prince until he screamed.

Byron's deputy team swooped down immediately, dragging out the Tu team soldiers embedded in the building by their necks.

Unexpectedly, the boosters on the feet of the tute mecha suddenly exploded, and the body flew into the air.The light bullet grazed his breastplate and shot in the air, and flew out to hit the building in front, punching a big gap one person high in the corner of the building.

The team mecha turned over in the air with its strength, and grabbed Byron's deputy's arm, turning over like a swing, the arm turned into a cannon barrel, and bombarded Byron's deputy.

This light-emitting armor-piercing cannon is very powerful, and it hits the core machine of the mecha at close range, causing the secondary team to fly obliquely.In the system, the team member's signal flashes red, and it is directly judged to be seriously injured and offline!

The mechs of Byron's deputy rolled over and rolled towards the transport vehicle at the end of the road.

This time, the transporter was not so lucky.

At this time, the transport vehicle had left the fourth ring city and entered the range of the third ring.If the driver is not an NPC but a real person, if you speed up at this time, you may be able to avoid the next impact.Unfortunately--

The mecha of the deputy team slid over the ground, and kicked the transport vehicle away in full view.

The car spun in mid-air like a spinning top that had been whipped severely, and seven or eight bucket goddesses were thrown out in all directions like scattered flowers.

"Ah—" The audience outside the venue exploded in unison.Sang Xia almost broke her arm in two with a snap.

But probably it was the Holy Lord's blessing in the dark that the bucket containing Ian and the others flew high, crashed into a floor-to-ceiling glass window on the fifth floor by the street, and did not fall back to the ground.

The design of the system always cut corners. The office room in the window was empty and there was nothing.Finally came across a pillar and finally stopped.

Ian and Saiyan are like two water ghosts, slightly trembling and wet, crawling out of the bucket...

There were explosive cheers outside the stadium.Even the fans of the Tu team were deeply shocked by this play, and they also applauded with all their strength.

Saiyan spit water on the ground like a fish that landed: "I regret it...I really..."

Ian was out of breath, and patted him on the back, his face full of pride: "You did a good job, my brother. Just please don't spit on..."

Before he finished speaking, Father Saiyan vomited up Ian's trousers.

Ian: "..."

Outside the building, the fighters of the Tu team got a hit, transformed into a fighter plane, and directly killed the monastery with their guns.

Captain Byron's eyes were shattered, he did not hesitate to sacrifice two team members to entangle the mad shark for him, and he personally flew over to chase it.

The speed of the fighter plane was extremely fast, and it took him less than a minute to walk the transport vehicle for about ten minutes.When they reached the sky above the monastery, the mecha returned to its human form and aimed its cannon at the bell tower.

How can the masonry bell tower withstand the power of photon shells that can penetrate the mecha?

A ray of light passed through the bell tower, and half of the small building was cracked into thousands of pieces of broken bricks and collapsed with a bang.

The people in the monastery of Zhen San Miro who were watching the live broadcast in the auditorium under the bell tower subconsciously shouted and shrank their heads. Some people hid directly behind Adway, shaking while holding on to his robe.

The veins on Adwei's forehead twitched, he gracefully picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip.

The bell tower collapsed into dust, but the bell for the end of the game did not ring.

The Tu team members were confused for a moment, and lowered their heads to check the ruins.

The moment he bent over, Captain Byron swooped down silently like a giant eagle. A huge sword pierced through the opponent's back and pierced through his chest, nailing him into the ruins.

The Tu team members were thrown out of the space field inexplicably.

Captain Byron withdrew his sword, looked down and saw the old abbot come out with several monks, knelt down and kowtowed to him.

"Heroic warrior, thank you for saving us! The two envoys have left and are no longer with us."

The NPC's words were pushed by the system to the headsets of every team member in the arena, and the fighters who were fighting in full swing froze collectively, dumbfounded.

The target person disappeared, where did he go?

And because of the information equivalence regulations, off-field substitutes who know the target location must continue to wait for confidentiality.Now both teams have lost several generals, and they are eager to come off the bench to help.But only after the players on the field have repositioned their targets, can the substitute enter the field.

The two teams looked at each other, and in the next second, they all let go of each other in unison, transformed into fighter planes one after another, transformed into a group of headless flies, and began to fill the city.

Meanwhile, Byron's sidelines exploded.From the officials and coaches of the sports department, down to the substitutes, team doctors, and even the cleaners, everyone is going crazy.

It's only been 10 minutes since the start of the game, and even before the first half is over, the vice team has been kicked out of the space field!With the loss of such a general on the battlefield, Team Byron's line is about to collapse.

Everyone present, including the coach, sincerely thanked the Holy Lord for his blessing, thankful that the priest had the foresight to escape from the monastery.Otherwise, at that moment just now, they could only be sent out of the space field by the photobullet.

The Byron team will lose and grab the ground first, and collectively drink their own bullets as an apology.

"Substitute—" the coach yelled anxiously, "Brandon, you are going to play for the vice team!"

"Coach!" Leon's face was cloudy, "I apply for admission!"

The coach didn't even look at him, and told Brandon: "Now the information about the target transfer is finally public. The substitutes from both sides can play. When the target is rediscovered, you go in..."

Leon chased after him, and said in a deep voice: "I am better than Brandon in both comprehensive ability and individual combat. Coach, I am the one who is more suitable for admission! You choose Brandon instead of me, there is a reason Injustice..."

"Enough!" The coach grabbed Leon by the collar and pulled him to him, his voice came out from between his teeth.

"Boy, listen carefully. You are a good fighter, but someone specifically told me not to let you play!"

Leon's pupils contracted suddenly, killing intent overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Stay well, don't harass Brandon!" The coach patted the young man's shoulder vigorously, biting the accent, and paused every word, "I don't think you are suitable for watching the game later, go to the waiting room to calm down! "

Leon and the coach's eyes collided.The teammates watched with trepidation, for fear that the two would quarrel.

"Yes, coach." Leon lowered his head.

The coach hummed, turned and left.With a dark face, Leon strode into the lounge and slammed the door behind him.The teammates didn't dare to provoke him, and walked away one after another.

Brandon is in the preparation room doing the final checks on the mecha.A faint breeze suddenly passed by my ears. Alpha's keenness made him immediately look up.

"Who?"

And no one.

In the next second, a huge figure descended from the sky and stepped his face into the floor.

"Trash snack." Leon mocked, picked up the unconscious Brandon, threw him into the locker and locked it, and put on the combat helmet.

"The team members are ready to board the plane." The staff pushed the door open.

The team members gestured to him and ran towards the ready mecha outside the gate.

Just as the members of the two teams turned on the power of the thermal devices to the maximum and were dizzy over the city, Ian and Father Saiyan were taking the elevator and slowly descending from upstairs.

The interior of the elevator is resplendent and magnificent, soothing music lingers, and the fragrance of fresheners floats in the air.

Although the two priests were dripping with water and shivering.But compared with the tense atmosphere outside the building, this place is really two completely different worlds.

"Why go to the basement?" Father Saiyan asked.

"In this way, the thermal device will not easily find us." Ian explained.

"Or your friend told you?" Saiyan laughed.

"No." Ian said, "I have consulted some information about mecha games, and I know that in the space field, only thermal devices can distinguish real people from NPCs. But thermal devices have limited penetration. We only You need to enter the subway track to reach the White Tower safely. There are only three stops from the White Tower.”

"And then?" Saiyan asked, "Shall we light the holy light on the White Tower and wait for the Byron team to come to rescue? What if the Tu team comes to blow up the White Tower?"

"Impossible." Ian said firmly, "The anti-riot index of the buildings in the White Towers of the capitals of all countries is 3S, and the firepower of ordinary individual mechas cannot cause damage. This is why I want to come to the White Tower." Reason. There is no safer place for us than the White Tower."

"You really did a lot of homework." Saiyan whistled along with the elevator music.

The elevator reached the underground garage.

The garage is very dimly lit, only a few NPCs who look like security guards are smoking and chatting.

Before Ian could stop him, Saiyan greeted him enthusiastically: "God bless, young man, may I know the subway entrance..."

Those NPCs turned around, revealing their rebel uniforms.

Saiyan: "...How do I go..."

The rebels clicked their guns.

"Run—" Ian roared.

The two priests ran wildly.The bullets bit them and chased them, and hit the concrete pillar and the car with their faces, sparks flying and dust flying.

Almost at the same time, the rebel contact signal sounded in the team's system: "The target person is found, located on the third floor below Seventh Avenue—"

The mad shark flicked its giant tail, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and swam towards Seventh Avenue.

"The enemy has found the target person!" Captain Byron's fighter plane turned around abruptly and followed closely behind.

System: "Participating players confirm the new coordinates of the target. The information on and off the field is synchronized. Substitute players can enter the field."

The green light then turns on.

On both sides of the field, the substitute players who had already geared up rushed into the force field gate of the space field.

There was a frenzy outside the stadium again.The host hurriedly began to introduce the substitute players on the field.

"... Byron center, Brandon Cotter, 23 years old..."

"Is there still no Leon on the bench?" Raphael brushed the broken hair on his sideburns and looked at the Duke of Oran. "Don't tell me he didn't have a chance to play today?"

"The coach has his own considerations, and all arrangements must be based on the team's victory, not just taking care of the royal children." Louis interjected, "To be honest, the Tu team's style of play today is too brutal. I think those who were beaten Several players who played were seriously injured. It’s fine if Leon doesn’t play.”

"That's a pity." Raphael sighed.

"There will be a chance for this child to show himself." The Duke of Oran said casually, keeping his eyes on the channel of the target person.

The painting style of the priests at this time was finally unified with the battle outside the ground.

On the ground, the two teams clashed again on the Seventh Avenue, and the sky was dark.At a depth of more than 20 meters above the ground, two priests were also running wildly amidst the hail of bullets.

Although they have never been trained, life and death crises can always maximize the desire and skills of ordinary people to survive.Both of them showed rare and rare agility and resourcefulness. Relying on their dark clothes, they ran back and forth between the vehicles without being injured for a while.

"I'm so fucking hurt by you, Father Mitchell." Father Saiyan was almost shot in the head, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Ian hid behind the pillar, gasping for breath: "Didn't you say you wanted to participate in the people's entertainment? Shouldn't you be enjoying it right now?"

"You call this entertainment?" Saiyan jumped violently, "My mother's ass is about to explode!"

With a pop, the Duke of Oran couldn't help laughing out loud.

Not only him, but also the audience outside the stadium were amused by Father Saiyan's rude and blunt scolding, and the neat whistle made a big circle over the gymnasium.

The fun of this game skyrocketed because the two guests added drama to themselves.

From a most formal, serious, technical, and violent R-rated mecha competition, it has abruptly turned into a fun and exciting reality show "Run, Father" that is suitable for the whole family to watch together!

The audience's interest in the escape of the two Omega priests even surpassed the mecha battle.Almost everyone cut half of the channel and watched it wholeheartedly.Even the fans of Team Tu couldn't help turning their backs temporarily and cheering for the priests.

Presumably, even Kuang Sha never thought that what he said casually before the game would become a proverb...

Only Sangxia noticed the battle on the ground, and said unexpectedly: "What kind of medicine did that kid Brandon take today, and his performance is... not bad..."

The orange mech belonging to "Brandon Cotter" entered the main battlefield from behind, and met his first opponent in the air a few seconds later.

In Sangxia's memory, although Brandon was an experienced fighter, his moves were always frivolous and flamboyant, looking forward and backward, procrastinating, "like a dirty shit."

Brandon's victory was more due to the well-equipped mechs he spent a lot of money on, and the performance crushed his opponents.

But today's Brandon seems to have been reborn, like a burning meteor on the battlefield.Fierce, swift, and agile, exuding the wild killing intent of a sword that has been sealed for thousands of years and finally unsheathed one day.

The No.1 opponent had a face-to-face fight with "Brandon", and after three moves, he was thrown by "Brandon" and smashed into the building.

The No.2 opponent was "Brandon" who took the initiative to come to the door. After fighting for 1 minute, "Brandon" picked out the cockpit with a sword and threw it away.

This was a new substitute player, played for less than 2 minutes, and was ejected again before the host even read his commentary.

The No.3 opponent was a veteran member of the Tu team. "Brandon" stalemate with him for a moment, and then saw the right moment, turned over with a very beautiful kite to avoid the opponent's artillery fire, and cut off the opponent's arm shoulder to shoulder with a sword!

All the Tu team fans screamed in unison, and unconsciously covered their arms, and then felt a pain.

"Brandon?" Daniel also came to watch the game today, sitting in the front row of the Lionheart players, shocked by this strange Brandon, clutching his chest and speechless.

No.4...No.5...

The attention of the audience was gradually attracted by this titan.

"Could it be Team Byron's secret weapon?"

"No, Kurt is an old player, and his performance has been mediocre before..."

"Why is he always fighting hand to hand, using cold weapons instead of ammunition?"

"He is conserving his strength. To the end of the war, the ammunition becomes more and more scarce. At that time, the energy of the mecha is insufficient, and the team members are also exhausted. Hand-to-hand combat will be very hard."

"Wait!" Sangxia looked more and more wrong, pointing at the "Brandon" who was pulling the enemy mech and slapping it against the wall like a mosquito, "This trick..."

"Hush..." The little media prince tugged at her lightly, and winked at her.

Sangxia had an epiphany, calmed down for a second, and sat back in her seat.

In the garage, temporarily cease fire.Armed with guns, the rebels searched for hidden targets in the densely packed cars.

Saiyan waved to Ian, led him back to a certain distance quietly, and touched an antique four-wheel land vehicle whose door was smashed by the rebels.

Ian whispered: "Without verification of identity, it cannot be activated..."

Saiyan disassembled the circuit board and struck sparks twice.The car roared and started.

Ian was dumbfounded.

"Modern people rely too much on high technology." Saiyan clicked his tongue, slammed the car door, put down the handbrake, held the steering wheel with one hand, and put the other hand on the gear.

The rebels were startled, turned around and rushed over.

Saiyan actually backed the car out of the parking space slowly, while preaching: "Although electronic machinery can simplify our lives, it also makes our bodies weak. Many ancestors' skills have been lost in history. In the long river."

He shifted gears, put his foot on the accelerator, and flicked on the headlights.

The surrounding rebels were blinded by the photos.

"The crazy years in the past." Saiyan murmured in a low voice, and kicked the accelerator.

The four-wheel-drive antique land vehicle was like a roaring giant bear, knocking the rebel soldiers flying across the sky, running over their bodies, and rushing towards the exit of the parking lot.

Ian remembered that he hadn't fastened his seat belt yet, but it was too late, so he could only hold on to the handle on the window.

Saiyan laughed wildly in his ear.

"Sisters, this is fucking entertainment!"

The author has something to say: The Super Saiyan finally went berserk hahahaha

This piece was written very hard, and I continued to write until one o'clock in the middle of the night.

There will be no double updates tonight, and a little more chapter will be posted tomorrow.

In addition, although I don't want to spoil it, have you guessed the identity of Father Saiyan?