Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

The 216th chapter touches the golden captain, well-deserved!

Fortunately, he was able to use these thermal weapons proficiently, otherwise the shells might really hit the wall, which would be miserable. At the same time, Hanzhe was also very fortunate. Fortunately, he had an infantry cannon, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do more than half the cylinder.

At the same time, the audience watched this scene one after another. The previous situation happened so quickly that no one reacted. The three of them are worth the surprise, and there is no chance.

But who would have thought that in just a few seconds, there would be a shocking reversal. After a short silence, the barrage covered the live broadcast room like raindrops.

"Fuck! Fuck! +N!"

"God TM infantry artillery, kneel down."

"The room manager Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 20 rockets!-Real violence, this should be the power that artillery should have! I like it!"

"The Earl of Dark Night presented the anchor with 60 shark fins!-This TM infantry gun, almost blasted the tunnel down!"

"No, it can move!"

"Anchor! Hurry up and kill! This ghost is not dead yet!"

For a while, the audience in the live broadcast room was completely crazy, and the gunfire ignited the most primitive madness in their hearts. At the same time, I noticed the abnormality in the live broadcast room, and hurriedly used the night vision function of the live broadcast room to look towards the tunnel in the distance.

It doesn't matter if I look at it, I saw the ground ten meters away, with the upper body of the half tank lying there. At this moment, half of the body below the waist and abdomen of the cylinder was blown into pieces of meat and disappeared, but the upper body was left, and it was still alive.

At this moment, he was grabbing the ground with both hands and crawling towards the cold track.

"Fuck, f*ck!"

Suddenly, you don't need to look at the barrage to know it. After that, without saying anything, he forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart, quickly speeded up his hands and feet, took out the second shell from the box, and then pushed hard into the barrel.

Then the barrel was pressed tightly in the same way, ready to start the second bombing.

"Anchor! Hurry up! It's here!"

And just as they were in a hurry, the audience in the live broadcast room urged again. Looking through the screen, Hanzhe saw that the remaining half of the tank was almost crawling over.

At this moment, it was only seven or eight meters away from him.

Suddenly, Hanzhe felt even more impatient, but the movements on his hands remained intact. After all, there is only one chance, and if something goes wrong, that is the most dangerous.

Finally, the shells were reloaded again under the quick and cold operation.

When everything was ready, Hanzhe didn't dare to worry. The more this is the time, the more you have to calm down. After that, Hanzhe stretched out his hand to hold the runner and began to slowly adjust the angle according to the distance between the half cylinder and him.

After confirming that it was correct, the cold rut grabbed the lead.

"A living person can kill you a big rice dumpling?"

For a while, Hanzhe held his breath, tightened his muscles, and directly pulled the lead. The next second, as the gunpowder exploded, the ear-piercing gunfire of the fishing reel exploded again.

Boom!

With a terrifying explosion, the powerful projectile directly bombed the upper half of the remaining half of the cylinder. In the next second, a scene that made the scalp numb appeared.

The cannonball exploded, and the flames from the burning gunpowder engulfed the tunnel within five or six meters. The hot raging fire, with a tendency to swallow everything, blasted towards the cold rut.

Suddenly, the rut squatted down quickly, hiding his whole body behind the gun wagon. Immediately afterwards, a hot air wave flew directly over his head.

Half a second later, the horrible explosion that frightened the entire tunnel was heard.

Boom!

Only for an instant, the cold rut felt the unstoppable shaking of the ground under his feet. The masonry debris was mixed with rubble, and he couldn't stop falling from the wall above his head. In just two seconds, his back was covered with dust.

At the same time, although the cold rut cannot be seen, the audience in the live broadcast room can clearly see the situation ahead through the live broadcast.

At the moment the shell exploded, the tunnel immediately formed a sea of ​​flames. In the sea of ​​fire, the powerful impact formed the force of a meat grinder. The remaining body of the half tank did not have any resistance, and the flesh and blood of the bomb was flying wild.

The body, which was originally invincible, was skinned and dismantled, and the body was exploded into small pieces of minced meat, mixed with black blood, flying around.

After more than ten seconds, the vibration gradually stopped. But at this moment, the cold track could no longer bear it, and the whole person slumped on the ground as if he was relieved of his strength, covering his mouth and nose with his clothes and panting.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was completely quiet. The audience even dared not speak nervously, and it was not until the crisis was resolved that the audience broke out completely.

"F*ck! Anchor, I'll give you ten thousand sixes!"

"This TM half-cylinder is simply non-human. You have to use artillery to blow it up!"

"Mo Yu Feiyun presented the anchor with 10 planes!-Lieutenant Touch Jin, well deserved!"

"The hair of the game gives the anchor 5 shark fins!-The anchor, you are awesome, I want to wash the information behind and tattoo you on the back! From now on, you are the only Captain Mojin who I admit is still alive !"

"The room manager Yang Wudi presented the anchor with 50 rockets!-That's right, touch Captain Jin, Lao Han, you deserve it. But first, let's see if half of the tank is dead!"

All of a sudden, the audience in the live broadcast room gave out gifts in their hands, and they took a few seconds to breathe for a few seconds before the fierce heartbeat was slightly calmed down.

However, this time he was not in a hurry to check the situation in the live broadcast room, but quickly stood up and walked forward.

The audience was right, half of this ghost was too horrible before, almost unkillable.

Maybe, the artillery can't burn him. It would be miserable if you were careless.

As a result, Hanzhe cautiously stepped on the debris under his feet, then took out the spare flashlight from his backpack, and walked forward while shining under his feet.

The tunnel situation in front of me was too tragic. The ground was covered with masonry debris, and there was a crunching sound at the feet and feet. The surrounding walls were also full of cracks by the impact force of the shell blast.

It seems that it has been shaky.

However, Hanzhe didn't care about these, but carefully stared at the black blood under his feet. According to the distribution of blood, Hanzhe carefully looked forward.

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