I Rubbed Nukes in My Hands and Became a Ghost Wife Control / Lolicon I Became a Young Wife Control

"Yeah, not long ago"

Musa glanced behind Murliang, and there was a shot on the ground of bullets shot by various firearms... There were even a few slightly larger parts of shrapnel inside, which seemed by no means the size that a simple bullet can have

However, the firepower that was originally aimed at this ordinary house seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and all of them fell about half a meter away from the root of the wall.

How did you stop it?

Musa was puzzled by this question. He accidentally took out a small stone from his waist, and threw it forward with a flick of his wrist.

The next moment, the flight path of the stone suddenly stopped, and it was quietly shattered in the air half a meter away from the house, turning into dust and falling on the ground. Only in the air, there was a strange blue light in the place where the stone was blocked before.

'This is... a shield? '

"Call it a stand if you can"

"Standing...? What does this have to do with standing?"

"...forget it, just use it as a shield"

Mo Liang shook his head. He was still quite helpless about the cultural and language barriers outside the East Asian cultural circle spread by non-Chinese. Instead, he continued to look at the front of the road—the direction of flashing lightning and flames, the barrel of the cannon and the sound of gunfire. From time to time, one or two people can be seen soaring into the sky for no reason. After breaking through the sound barrier in an instant, their limbs twisted into a rather interesting direction at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then fell headlong from the blue sky.

Undoubtedly, this is Nanti's ability. The ability to move multiple objects up and down within a certain range can become a team flying skill when combined with Zhunti, and it is also a very effective means of escape.

Similarly, it is also a powerful offensive method for ordinary people. The super acceleration that breaks through the sound barrier in an instant without any protection is enough to make any existence with physical fitness within the range of ordinary people die quite peacefully.

Obviously, that side is the real battlefield, and the people who came this time... In addition to a large number of heads-offers, perhaps their target this time is also among them

At the same time, Musa, who was walking among the corpses, stopped for some reason, looked at Murliang, his eyes trembled slightly, his lips opened slightly, but closed quickly

Even Mo Liang can tell that his mood is fluctuating wildly now

As for why...

"Your teammates...fuze and Mute...I'm sorry I couldn't save them"

"How did they... die?"

“…”

Mo Liang lowered his head slightly, looking at the outer rings of the relatively intact corpses on the ground, and those corpses with obviously mutilated bodies.

"Those people... when the refugees rushed over in a panic, they wanted to organize and guide them in the right direction, but... sorry, they couldn't save your partner"

"I'm sorry, but when these refugees wanted to rob them and stop them, an RPG flew over..."

Looking at Musa who seemed to be holding back the pain in his heart, Mo Liang shook his head, and picked up the death thorn gun stuck aside

Can he say this?My teammates died so inexplicably, or rather, so... aggrieved, can you tell me?Is it necessary to speak out?

Not to mention that even though he discovered it at the time, the idea of ​​"Let these poor and wicked people die" subconsciously passed through his mind, and then he remembered that Musa's companions were among them. At that time, it was completely too late...to the extent that it was too late even if it took time to stop

But... the past has passed, after all, it is not worth nostalgia

"Come on, Reggie"

"...Um"

Holding the gun, the girl quietly followed behind Murong, her gaze rested on the bearded beard beside her who seemed to be... not lost in spirit, and then left with Murong's pace.

So far, within a radius of 30 meters of this house, only musa is left alive... that's all

But he didn't show the kind of actions like crying and swearing that he would not take revenge and not be a human being. He just silently picked up the corpses under his feet and sent them to a place where there were relatively many corpses. Bodies that have lost their temperature are placed together

baah~

A bottle of unknown type of liquid was poured on the countless corpses piled up next to it, and there was no scruple about the nationality among them. A fire bag was thrown on it, and a pile of corpses was instantly engulfed by the fire.

If it was him in the past, maybe he could show off his kill count to the war correspondents who came over... that is, those corpses that were headshot

But now... Seriously, he's not in the mood

"..."

The bright flames danced in his eyes... If you ask that person, there is no doubt that this place can be burned to the ground in an instant, right?But now it's all we can do

At least...you can't let so many corpses just be placed here, it's fine if you simply put them here, the plague is not something that a guerrilla hero like him needs to care about in this city that is still in war

The only thing he worries about... is that he doesn't know where to crawl out. A refugee who is so hungry that his chest is on his back will simply...

"Sure enough, my practice is still not enough"

Musala pulled the cloth wrapped around his head, his eyes froze, and he ran quickly towards Murliang and the others... in a direction that was slightly off.

Awareness is not enough

The most correct approach at this time... should be to simply discard these corpses on the basis of saving only one person while still alive, right?

Unfortunately, he can't do it yet

"But today, it's up to me musa...no"

"I, musa—fuze, will teach you how to tear down a house!"

......

Hmm... let's make a small choice, about the next big ~ copy

Well, the kind that kills chickens at dawn, multi-team book

It's a giant~

Still a black bullet (black bullet)~

Ah, by the way, there are no new team members ()mates () joining, so please don’t be biased to choose _(:3」∠)_

By the way, no matter which one you choose, it will be linked with FATE according to your mood... You know, there is no guarantee that Yamato and Sagittarius will be on in the previous chapter. In the next chapter, a demon will kneel down and smash on the boulder Or the situation where the two giants here are fighting to the death and the two inherent barriers collide together to destroy the world_(:3」∠)_

Well, it is very possible that both appear together (′?ω?`)

Well, sure enough, this kind of plot is what we want to write!

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"Fire!!! Set fire to him!!!"

"No! The bullet can't hit!!!"

"Stop let me! Allah!!!!!!!"

"Captain!!!! I will avenge you! All for the truth! Ah!"

"...This group of people are all lunatics."

"Who said no?"

My temporary base... the foothold was attacked, and the people in the 37th Bureau could not continue to sit down safely, but simply and directly...

After A went up, Murliang was left alone to wait for Musa and Lei Ji to return. The purpose was to wait for Lei Ji to come back and bring her with the whole team.

really...all of them

Everyone pressed forward together, and a wave of unprepared frontal sprints directly dissipated the earthquake, and then naturally led a group of people to their favorite place after a little inducement

And Amo and Zhunti chose an ordinary corridor, the only unusual thing is that the seemingly weak wall behind it is actually close to another house, forming a double-layer defense

What Zhunti needs to do is to silently create a directional force field in front of the two of them, so that anything that comes into contact with this position will instantly hit the wall next to it at high speed...Of course, such a thin The layer is naturally not capable of resisting high-speed bullets, but... the weird force exerted at that moment is enough to cause a huge deviation in the trajectory of the bullet. At least, it is impossible to hit the two of them.

This is a kind of indiscriminate range control in exchange for giving up flexibility, so naturally there will be no big mistakes

Of course, because there is no difference, it has the same meaning for Amo. Whether he throws a stone or uses a 460 big dick to hit a shot, he will be treated equally by this force field, and he will be moved horizontally by the strange force. big cut

But does it matter?

In fact it is...no effect

The submachine gun in Amo's hands has been modified, the loading capacity and the rifling material of the barrel have been increased, and everything has been sacrificed to maximize the stability, the loading capacity and durability of the submachine gun. The 5.7mm high-speed micro-warhead tore through the atmosphere, came to the weak but irresistible force field, and plunged into it

Then...unsurprisingly, as a strange color flashed across the surface of the copper-yellow warhead, the warhead moved several meters across in an instant, and the front of the warhead suddenly changed from a not-so-open corridor to a side of slag. wall, only a few centimeters away

However, the distance of just a few centimeters is the distance that Mo Liang dared not shoot Amo at the beginning.

And just a few centimeters, the distance that even a baby who is still in its infancy can cross with a single slap, is a process of simply throwing the keyboard and letting it hit the wall for a bullet flying at super high speed

However, with such a distance, each of these bullets... actually turned a damn corner?

And one and two are very angry, and even the turning trajectory is not very similar, S-shaped, double-S-shaped, lightning snake-shaped movement, in short, they are trying their best to bypass the obstacles in front of them, which is very blunt. Back in the corridor, bypassing the bunkers, directly into the target's forehead, the sharp bullet penetrated the skull, and the high-speed rotating bullet drilled the brain into a mess, and then pierced the back of the head, drilled a small hole and flew straight out

The next moment, the rough men who were working hard to shoot with guns fell down without any struggle, and there was no life left.

It also naturally evolved into two groups of people, one side was more and the other side was less, and they held guns at each other, and neither side dodged. , is this a shocking thing?Naturally, Yu was flustered by beating Yu. It was obvious that Amo and Amo didn't do anything but simply shoot with their guns, change the clips and continue shooting, but the remaining members of the organization have retreated tens of meters and pushed them outside the house. Then he still couldn't dodge the shadowy bullets, and after being caught up, he killed them one by one.

Seeing that no one would come for a while, Amo blinked, put down the gun, and pressed his palms hard on his waist to relieve the slight numbness in his waist, and sighed

"Well, it would be nice if they were all mobs like this."

"Others are 'elite' troops who have recorded single-digit casualties after a row of bombs, so don't talk so much about your cheating device."

Zhunti casually leaned against the wall. His abilities are consumed according to their quantity and duration. The intense shooting with a few dead bodies in the middle has exhausted more than half of his energy. One more fight and he can go back to the nest

"Also, if it's all just like this, it won't be our turn, right?"

"Yeah...and the Lord is coming soon?"

slap~

Different from the chaotic footsteps of the group of believers in the front, the first step of the other party into the corridor made Amo and Zhunti cheer up 180 points, watching the front vigilantly, that and other members of the organization dressed up Not much difference between men...

no, there is still a difference

Compared with the believers of the organization, the opponent's dress is closer to musa's, but he does not have the iconic beard, yellow skin color, but does not carry a weapon on his body, and there is a water bottle on his waist that can barely serve as a weapon. There are a few white belts wrapped around the fist, which is the most eye-catching part of this person when viewed from a distance

Looking at the two of them in round 37 from a distance of more than ten meters, the man didn't see any disturbance in his eyes, he just lowered his center of gravity slightly, put his fists in front of him, and put on a fighting posture

Seeing this, the corner of Amo's mouth grinned, revealing a strange smile

"We've drawn a good card right now."

"Maybe this is a good card or the worst card in someone else's hand?"

"is it possible?"

"In a sense, it might be the worst card"

Zhunti stood up, looked at this person, narrowed his eyes slightly