Chapter 258 Swan Special Team 2

A little bright silver light fell from the sky.

Like the first light of dawn, tearing the sky and coming to the world.

The earth-shaking fight, the hoarse roar, and the roar of nine deaths, under this silver light, suddenly lost its voice, and the world suddenly became silent.

That little cold silver light turns the mountain and blood sea of corpses in the lower world into a vast and cold winter.

After the silver light, there is a silver gun, and after the silver gun, there is a pair of black iron armor.

The existence in the black iron armor, holding a silver gun, points out a silver light, and goes straight down from the high world.

Like a steel dragon, it reveals its ferocious head and horns in the world.

Dragon Gun Thirteen, after receiving the news of the battle, led the Swan Gent Team to land from the high sky and between the sky. Below, the balloon on the airship looks the size of a balloon in a child's hand.

The airships are still climbing up after you.

The dragon gun jumped off the swan. The long gun in his hand was straight, and his head, bottom and feet were shining on a balloon below, and a fierce pierced one.

"I dare to jump down when I'm so high!" Because he can neither elemental arrow nor air arrow, he was assigned to the Swan Rangers and became a member of a small number of spare long-range in the Swan Team.

"Isn't he afraid of jumping crooked and falling to death?"

"Did you forget that we have a parachute?"

"..."

The more it falls down, the faster the speed is. The long gun in the hand of the dragon gun thirteen, on the tip of the gun, the silver light is more and more dazzling.

All this, the airship directly below him could not be seen because his sight was blocked by the balloon. It is still rising in comparison with each other.

The silver light was silent, unobstructed, and suddenly penetrated the air and pierced into the balloon. Then there was the gun body, and then the armor. The whole person of Dragon Gun Thirteen sank into the balloon.

Wh!

This time, the players on the airship heard other movements outside the wind of the flamethrower. A person on the boat raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that the balloon suddenly burst from the inside out. In the crack, a man jumped out of his head, down and feet. The long gun in his hand trembled and turned into a brilliant gun flower. The silver light was like a star, dazzling, and passed by the loud flamethrower, like a flying dragon falling from the sky, straight to the top of his head. The shadow of death hides the figure of the witness. From head to toe, the witness was pierced into a huge hole by the dragon gun thirteen, which swung and split into two pieces.

The dragon gun and the thirteen long guns shook cleverly. The long gun did not break the boat, but touched the ground with the gun face. The force brought by the body of the gun was pressed sharply and bent like a bow. The thirteen hands of the dragon gun twisted again, and the body of the bow bounced up slightly, and then tilted diagonally. The elasticity of the bow body lost the pressure of the bottom of the ship, drew a wonderful arc, and swept the players next to it.

Bum!

Huge elasticity, sharp speed, the first half of the gun body, the blade with a rod, directly bombarded into one of the thighs of the gun player, and then pulled to the second thigh. With a click, the second thigh was broken.

It was not until this time that the power of the impact was transmitted from the gun body to the player's whole body along the player's two thighs.

The player flew backwards, fell out of the ship, screamed in horror, and fell into the battlefield far below.

No one knows how he died. Killed by the dragon gun thirteen with the magic pen? Falling from the sky and dying? Or was it killed by the players below?

I didn't know. Even he himself was confused and couldn't remember because of the extreme impact at that time. Anyway, when he came to his senses, he was already dead.

The thirteen hands of the dragon gun propped the bottom of the boat, jumped up, and shook the trembling long gun in the air, and waved it again.

The people on the ship were still in the shock just now. For a moment, they didn't expect to fight back, and even take precautions. The dragon gun thirteen long guns in their hands, like dragons pouring into the sea, tigers through the mountains, stirring up a bloody storm in the crowd, swept to prick to pick up the players, one by one like dumplings in the pot, out of the clouds. The raindrops fluttered, flew out of the boat and fell high.

One by one, one by one.

The people on the ship finally thought of fighting back. However, the space on the ship is really limited, and the left and right sides are narrow. The long guns of Dragon Gun Thirteen can pick people off the spaceship at will.

And 40% of the players on the ship are unarmed. They are manipulating the crossbows on the ship and shooting with nearby airships. 20% of them are sticking to bows and arrows to prevent the attack of the surrounding flying cavalry. One of them are persistently strong crossbows, and they can put arrows on the bed crossbows at any time. There are also 20% of them are sticking nails and boards to repairing the boat at any time, and the last one, stick to the method. The staff... healed the wounds and blood of the people on the ship.

There is no melee of the power type of the physics department, and there are even a lot of them. But their task is to pull the crossbow - it's the unarmed 40%.

I didn't expect that someone would fall from the sky, break the balloon, and finally jump down from the balloon. Then play melee with them with one and ten.

Everyone was caught off guard and stayed for a few seconds, and then took out the weapon from the backpack, which lasted for several seconds. When they were frightened and changed their melee weapons in a hurry, they could resist the vitality of the dragon and the powerful dragon guns. Suddenly, a group of double-headed flying dragons flew out of the ship. On the back of the two-headed flying dragons, the archers sitting with bows and arrows in their hands played the long-range attack with a smile.

With the relationship between far and near, the few people left finally collapsed...

Most of the people who followed the Dragon Gun Thirteen did not dare to play like this. The three of them, two in a group, each found their target and honestly descended from the direction directly above the airship. When the swan was not far from the balloon, they jumped and raised their guns and stabbed them down. The hot air in the balloon is like a tire esipated, spewing out.

Some people don't need a long gun, but hold a long knife in their hands. Such a person doesn't need to get off a swan, but flies in the sky, cuts down with a knife, and cuts the balloon into slender gaps.

There are also hands and feet, wearing hooks and claws, like a human-shaped sharp claw tiger, jumping on the balloon and pulling. The sharp claws of the hands and feet are deeply immersed in the balloon film, firmly fixed, some directly scratching with their claws, some hands shake, a dagger appears in their hands, and the dagger is tied around with daggers...

Except for a few people who are fierce enough, most of them consciously adopt the safe tactic of shooting the horse first and the boat bursting the ball first.

The sky suddenly rained from the take-off boat.

One after another.

After sweeping another airship in class, I looked around and saw the sky swinging in the sky. In addition to a few spaceships in the distance, there were only their empty cloudships and another very ordinary small airship.

It was strange in class. He led his hands to ride in the air and flew up. Outside the small airship, the plain white flag fluttered in the wind, bright and dazzling, indicating that he would surrender and no longer participate in the war.

On the balloon of the airship, the hero squatted peacefully, holding a big gun in his left hand to stabilize his body, and holding a small gun in his right hand, constantly pricking the ball face. It's a pity that it can't pierce the film.

While the hero was looking for trouble, he muttered to himself, "How can't you break this film? Is it because my character is not strong enough, or is my little gun not good enough?