Apocalyptic Dark Age
The Dark Age of the Apocalypse Text 1391 Don Quixote Style Charge
"boom……."
Amidst the loud noise, the locked target took off. Old-fashioned attack aircraft loaded with standard rockets from fifty years ago flew majestically around the tank. On the heavy-duty locomotive, a few idiots shouted the slogan "You are surrounded, seek death." He leaned over and prepared to board the vehicle in front of the opponent's disguised multi-barreled machine gun.
What makes people even more speechless is that countless people came from all directions and pointed at the sky, not knowing that even a stray bullet could blow them into pieces. At this time, the disguised armor plate was in Gaofeng's pitiful eyes Sliding open, twelve powerful firepower platforms appeared like terrifying creatures passing through a wormhole, revealing their bodies and fangs.
Arbitrator No. 3 was so frightened that his face turned blue and he fell to the ground. Gao Feng believed that the so-called big boss of the black market must be as paralyzed as Arbitrator No. 3. In the next moment, dozens of micro-missiles escaped from the battle like butterflies passing through flowers. The multi-barreled machine gun fired a tongue of flame more than ten meters long, almost hitting the belly of the heavy locomotive and firing, instantly blowing the heavy locomotive and the professional security personnel above to pieces.
In the astonished eyes of the onlookers, dozens of old-fashioned unmanned attack aircraft bloomed in the sky one after another like festive fireworks. The smoke and flames broke into countless fragments and fell like raindrops. The heavily mounted security guards who had previously shown off their power, It was like a frightened bird fleeing around. One of them didn't know whether there was something wrong with the steering wheel or the rider was frightened. It rushed straight to the ground, like an ancient kamikaze warrior, launching a fearless attack on the terrifying warship. Unfortunately, he was aiming at a laundry shop. The shop owner was packing a palm-sized pair of white silk underwear into a bag. He opened his mouth and looked at the kamikaze warrior who was running toward him in surprise.
Seeing that tragedy was about to happen, the innocent little Nenei was about to be burned by the flames of the explosion. Gao Feng appeared on the side of the heavy motorcycle like a wandering spirit. He raised his leg and kicked out the second-rate rider. He suddenly moved the operating platform and the heavy heavy motorcycle It let out a shrill wail and narrowly passed by the roof of the laundry. The strong wind from the exhaust pipe blew the small underwear in the owner's hand like a flag against the wind. The owner rolled his eyes and was stunned. He fainted and fell to the ground.
He raised the peak of the heavy locomotive, cut through a beautiful arc, and rushed diagonally toward the tank. At this time, the tank was firing an 88-mm cannon unscrupulously. Two shells exploded in the crowd, stirring up a bloody mess of stumps. In the rain, several large floating cars were blown to pieces, and various products bloomed in the air like fireworks.
The chariot was about to leave, and Gao Feng was the only knight charging towards it. This immediately aroused the chariot's anger. Two multi-barreled machine guns aimed at Gao Feng. The barrels started instantly and whined. The next moment, it was about to Spewing out powerful tongues of fire, the heavy cavalry suddenly fell downwards like a light swift, narrowly dodging the rain of bullets, shuttled into the belly of the chariot, and then passed through the front of the chariot, flipping upside down out of thin air, playing Performing dazzling stunts, he aimed the front of the car at the chariot.
The heavy-duty motorcycle was not the new Hound U47, but the old Hound U21. It only had a 12.7mm heavy machine gun. Gao Feng cursed the stinginess of the black market boss in his heart. Just now, he saw the cutting-edge heavy-duty motorcycles displayed in the container. Twenty-four micro ballistic launchers, a coaxial general-purpose machine gun, and a machine gun with 500 rounds of ammunition are almost the same configuration as a combat robot. There are obviously better weapons for his subordinates, but they all use obsolete weapons and equipment. Will he die if he doesn't seek death?
Riding a classic motorcycle with only a 12.7mm heavy machine gun, facing a tank with a stronger firepower system than the original tank, Gao Feng was like fighting a battleship with a water gun. However, Gao Feng was concerned about the fifty Stormtroopers in the refugee camp. Unable to expose Jialuo's identity, he could only fight with conventional means. For a moment, the onlookers who were running away and looking back on the ground sentenced Gao Feng to death in their hearts.
Gao Feng's eyes were like torches as he stared at the huge tank. He pressed his fingers gently on the fire control button. His senses were rushing through the battleship crazily. He focused on the two cannons in front of the tank that were loaded with ammunition and ready to be fired. There is only one chance to reach the peak of the tank's armored defense. When the shell is instantly activated, it fires and detonates the shell hidden in the barrel. This probability is equivalent to using a muzzle-loading rifle to hit the pilot of a jet aircraft.
All this is happening between the electric light and flint. On the left and right sides of the tank, the multi-barreled cannons on all sides are like contracted wings, aiming towards the peak slowly and quickly. The two artillery officially entered the firing state, the gun bolts have been closed, and the chamber is about to exit. In an instant, suddenly, the dazzling flames of the 12.7mm heavy machine gun instantly enveloped the front of the heavy cavalry, and a dazzling scarlet flash swept the muzzle at the front of the tank like a sharp sword.
The artillery suddenly roared, and a cannonball that reached its limit, like a flying shuttle, passed by the side of Gaofeng, fell into the neat convoy behind, and exploded into a fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters. The next moment, the chaotic machine shells formed a large net. It shrouded Gaofeng, but Gaofeng still didn't move. The bullets were just a hair away, helplessly passing by Gaofeng, and ridding several floating cars on the edge of the black market with holes.
At the moment when Gaofeng was about to be swallowed up by the powerful firepower, the front of the tank exploded, detonating more shells. The continuous explosions tore the tank apart completely. Thousands of broken parts flew everywhere, and Gaofeng did not retreat. It advanced forward and was suddenly loaded into the messy and flying metal fragments. The next moment, Gao Feng rushed out of the smoke with a long metal box as tall as a person, crossed a perfect S-shaped arc, and landed next to the still stupid Arbitrator No. 3. .
In a place where no one could see, the same three long crates fell to the ground safely, and even the vibration was not very violent, as if there was an invisible big hand gently handling it, and the face was blackened by gunpowder smoke. Gao Feng got out of the car pretending to be exhausted, slumped next to the arbitrator, and used his last strength to open the box, revealing Bai Ru sleeping soundly.
"Brother, you are such a god-like man. Have you acted in movies before? In that passionate youth idol drama, you were so tough..."
Arbitrator No. 3 finally came to his senses, jumped up like a needle pricking his butt, and looked at Gao Feng with admiration. Gao Feng smiled bitterly, but there was something he could do, so why did he have to act so cool? It was all the black market bosses who did the harm, but thinking about it, he really had a bit of star-like style.
The reaction speed of the black market is still very fast. There are noisy shouts in the ears. Some people are putting out fires, some are rescuing scattered goods, and some are shouting loudly not to steal things. In short, the arbitrator is effective. Wherever he appeared, those who took advantage of the situation, robbed, stole, and visited other people's stores disappeared. More security guards appeared, still riding old-fashioned motorcycles, but changed to ones without weapons. The light locomotives were filled with white smoke. Fortunately, the ones that appeared just now were not these locomotives, otherwise he wouldn't even know how to install them.
The security guards had no way to deal with the powerful gangsters, and they had nothing to say against the businessmen. They quickly arranged all the things clearly, and Gao Feng was also sitting on the welcoming float, heading towards the mysterious residence of the big boss of the black market. At this time Bai Ru just woke up and looked at the chaotic crowd outside inexplicably.
The float stopped in front of a row of large, seemingly ordinary floats. Under the attentive and flattering guidance of Arbitrator No. 3, Gao Feng entered the office of the Black Market Management Office. As soon as he walked into the float, Gao Feng was hit in the face. The aura of wealth dazzled Akira.
All kinds of shiny and crystal-clear items fill every gap. There are all kinds of perfectly cut gemstones, antique goldware with an ancient charm and shining golden light, colorful and strange alloy ornaments with unknown uses, and many more. There were unexplained furnishings. If Feng Feng hadn't been prepared in advance, he would have thought he had broken into a dragon's lair.
A short, fat guy with big ears and droopy shoulders, who looked like a man from the time of Maitreya Buddha, was looking at me with a smile on his face, as if he was an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.
"I am the founder of the black market, Golden Mountain. Thanks to my husband's intervention, otherwise the reputation of the black market would have been ruined. Although it caused huge losses, at least...the wealth of energy crystals evaporated..., and compensation is also a big problem..., Fortunately, the culprit was left behind and the missing girls were found, so that we have enough evidence to complain to the high command... When the time comes to get compensation, I will definitely send it to sir..."
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