Spy Movie

Chapter 224

There was a white light from the muzzle, and then the shells poured out, almost forming a torrent.

Facing the pouring shells coming from all directions, Zhang Xin immediately launched his keen perception and precise surveying and mapping.

Almost instantly, his brain was also working rapidly, and then the flight paths of all the shells were clearly reflected in his field of vision.

It is too dense, even if Zhang Xin wants to see a needle, it is almost impossible to get in.

Moreover, under Ivan's settings, the shooting routes of many shells overlap, which means that when these shells fly near Zhang Xin, they will collide with each other and detonate...

Zhang Xin hurriedly ran away at the fastest speed, but it was a little too slow to run again at this time.

Rumble!
A violent explosion appeared in the air, and the thick smoke after the explosion blocked the view.

Then more explosions appeared, and so many hybrid armors fired at the same time, it really exceeded the limit of Ivan's calculation power, and more than 40 hybrid armors were blown to crippled on the spot.

Eiffel grabbed and roared angrily: "Are you crazy? Do you know how much I have to lose?"

Ivan said sadly: "As long as you kill him, what is the price?"

"It's not your money, of course you don't care." Eiffel grabbed Ivan's shoulder with one hand, and said coldly: "Don't forget that he is probably not Iron Man, and it would be a waste if you kill such a person." So much, if for a while Iron Man... what is it?"

The thick smoke dissipated, and an Iron Man armor with a slightly damaged outer shell appeared in the air, and suddenly flew to the side of the remaining hybrid armor at the fastest speed.

He moved lightly, and even had a wonderful sense of beauty, and gently took off the receiver of this mixed armor.

"Ivan, I told you that you are a badass, but you just don't believe me, let's go to the stone hammer now."

Ivan was greatly stimulated, and started to shoot at Zhang Xin crazily. However, under the effect of keen perception, Zhang Xin seemed to be able to predict everything in advance, and quickly dodged these shells.

Zhang Xin was unharmed, but the mixed armor on the scene suffered heavy losses from his own attack.

Eiffel had been enduring his unreasonable troubles, and now he couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his neck and threw him out.

Ivan fell to the floor and took a moment to realize what had happened to him.

He shook his bewildered head, and said slowly: "What are you stopping me for?"

"If I don't stop you, my mixed armor will be gone."

"There is a price to pay for winning."

"The other side also wants to win, what's the result? What did they lose?" Eiffel said angrily, "Why is it all my loss? I order you to distribute the authority to others right now..."

What the hell, I'm still eagerly bringing a video camera to take pictures, can the pictures I took be broadcast?
Just lost.

Zhang Xin was dodging and beating someone at the same time.

In terms of calculation ability alone, without the assistance of keen perception, Zhang Xin felt that he might die a very miserable death, because he really couldn't calculate so many ballistic trajectories.

But with this thing, coupled with the existence of precise surveying and mapping, this has almost become a simple dodging game, and the rules are quite ugly.

Of course, this is only for Zhang Xin. If Iron Man is entangled by so many mixed armors, it must be a disaster.

However, all of a sudden, he found that almost all mixed armors had become a lot more dull, and the change of shooting direction was almost straight, making them look even more stupid.

Although he didn't know the reason for this, he knew that the time had come for him to take advantage.

So he immediately accelerated the speed of harvesting, and he was able to deal with a hybrid armor almost every two seconds or so.

In the main control room, Eiffel and Ivan are still wrestling.

The two of them refused to give in to the other, and as a result, frames of mixed armor turned into fireworks in the sky.

Finally, even Ivan couldn't bear the speed of loss: "Okay, I promise you!"

When Eiffel breathed a sigh of relief, Ivan had returned to his computer as quickly as possible.

He quickly controlled the remaining mixed armor, dodging Zhang Xin's pursuit with great speed.

Not to mention, with the reduction in the number of mixed armors, there are only more than 50 units left, and under the premise that killing the enemy is not the basic goal, his control efficiency has risen sharply, and Zhang Xin's hunting speed has decreased instead. There are too many.

About ten seconds after he returned to the computer, Zhang Xin changed from a hunter to a runner, and was chased by Ivan.

Ivan controlled these mixed armors to continue chasing and killing Zhang Xin, and opened a new window at the same time...

"Okay, I have unlocked the permissions...you can control it..."

In fact, although Ivan was held by Eiffel, Ivan has been working on the entire project by himself, and he also refuses other people to program with him.

This person didn't trust anyone at all, and it turned out that he was responsible for the battle alone.

Simply a loner.

If it wasn't for Eiffel's use of various methods to make soft and hard foam, he would not even share this authority with others.

The CIA technicians who were waiting on the side became excited...

At the same time, Zhang Xin found that the mixed armor in front of him suddenly separated, and each mixed armor had a different performance, as if a piece of watermelon was cut into 50 yuan, and each piece was different.

The chills on Zhang Xin's body stood on end.

Is this a substitution? !

After discovering this, Zhang Xin immediately changed his strategy and fell to the ground at the fastest speed.

So many mixed armors suddenly became operated by different people. Although the sameness was avoided, so many people, and it was the first time, there was no cooperation at all. As a result, Zhang Xin couldn't be stopped at all, or Let him return to the ground as fast as possible, and walk upright.

"A group of novices, let's learn how to walk first."

After assigning the authority to other people, Ivan was free at once.

He watched these people frantically controlling the hybrid armor to chase after Zhang Xin, but when flying at low altitude, they were too easy to hit things, and as for walking, it was even worse.

Mixed Armor suffered heavy losses again.

Ivan had to pull out more mixed armors from the warehouse, and then transferred the operating authority of these mixed armors to other CIA agents.

And in the corner of the command room, there were a few agents who seemed to be doing nothing, deftly analyzing the source code of Ivan's control of these mixed armors.

On the surface, Ivan really worked hard and tried his best to meet the requirements of the CIA, but no one noticed that there was a destructive cold light in his eyes.

Of course, Zhang Xin didn't know what happened in the command room, and he didn't want to know.

He is ready to withdraw!
(End of this chapter)