The emergence of elemental power has severely impacted the scientific and technological civilization of mankind and modified the original biological chain.

After ten minutes of fighting, Ma Yuanliang once again felt what the gap was, and he had already decided that this was the training arranged by Mu Yi, otherwise it would not be so easy.

The problem is that if this is a real battle, if the Rubik's Cube matrix is arranged, the situation of whether the elemental power floods the world will not be reversed.

Ma Yuanliang was thinking about how to stop the conspiracy of the Heavenly Dao Cultivator Society, and Wang Yi was thinking about how to get out of the current predicament.

Chen Feng was tinkering with the machine gun that was set up next to the hatch, but its power now looked a bit like a toy gun, but at least it was still somewhat effective.

Mi Xue observed the movement below and reminded Ma Yuanliang, who was pondering, and said, "Master Ma, the samurai is speeding up." ”

"How much?"

"7 meters per second."

"Hehe, it's almost time for the 100-meter sprint." Ma Yuanliang interrupted Xu Mengyi, who was chatting in the communicator, and said, "You two don't mumble, you both have to think of a way." ”

"It's okay, they can't catch up with the plane." Xu Mengyi relaxed.

"Are you sure the Adept can come over before the fuel runs out?" Ma Yuanliang asked.

Xu Mengyi was silent.

Wang Yi opened his mouth and said: "I have an idea, the samurai will not go out of their way to attack a helicopter without a crew, right?" ”

"That's right, go on."

"What if we let the wingman stop on the ground?"

"The ghosts attack organisms with elemental powers, and for machines, it depends on the intelligence of these samurai, that is, the ability to think, and these samurai have not yet reached that level." Ma Yuanliang said: "Then, then what are you going to do." ”

"Assuming the wingmen can fall to the ground unharmed, we can put all the wingmen down. Save their fuel, and when we run out of fuel, we can go to the ground to change planes. ”

Wang Yi added that the wingman should be parked on a higher building, so that it would not be surrounded by samurai when changing planes.

"That's a good idea." Xu Mengyi asked, "Old Ma, what do you think?" ”

Ma Yuanliang touched his chin and thought, "When you change planes, can you dodge the samurai's black knife?" ”

"This" Wang Yi may not be.

Michelle participated: "We also have a flying carpet, and when we need a wingman, we can control it into the air first, and then use the flying carpet to change planes. ”

"Hmm. Just give it a try. Ma Yuanliang said.

The wingman was parked in the factory area in the west of the city, and each wingman was left as a cover.

Although the speed of the samurai could not catch up with the helicopters, they also changed their strategy, replacing the trailing pursuit with a half-way interception, scattering all corners of Techaka City, throwing their black knives at every opportunity.

Among Mi Xue's fighters, Ma Yuanliang and the three of them joined forces to defend, barely able to hold on.

The situation on Wang Yi's side is a little worse, he has to fly the fighter himself, and the defense work falls on Xu Mengyi's head. The effect is not too good, and you can only use the wingman as a shield.

The other wingmen who had just fallen were raised by Wang Yi one after another, and the wingmen acting as shields fell down one after another.

In less than half an hour, there were not a few fighters left.

Ma Yuanliang, who was in the distance, could hear the sound of the fighter plane exploding, and returned to the communicator and said, "Wang Shao, what are you doing, we won't have a backup if we fall down again." ”

"We can't prevent this, if they don't fall, we should fall down!" Wang Yi looked at the communication dial with Mu Yi and sighed. said: "No matter, let's talk about what is in front of you first." ”

Ma Yuanliang didn't have a better way. Guessing that he wanted to get out of the predicament unless he solved all the samurai below, this should be the goal of Mu Yi's training, and asked Michelle, "How many samurai are below?" ”

"Nineteen thousand."

With a huge number, it is difficult to deal with just one samurai.

Wang Yi in the communicator said: "Now there are four planes left below, let's use three planes as shields and leave one for you." If those three also fall, we will have to accept our fate. ”

"Xiao Yi" Michelle didn't know what to say.

Because of the existence of Mu Yi's anomalous person, everyone has a little doubt that this is not a real danger, and they are worried that they can't be sure, and no one can afford to prove it with their lives.

"I just thought of a question, isn't there an elemental power now? You say that even if a person hangs up, the soul can exist and then be resurrected. ”

Wang Yi casually made a joke, in case he really encountered misfortune, he could say a few last words.

Ma Yuanliang thought about it and concluded that the goal of the training was not to eliminate the white paper warriors, because it was impossible to achieve, and said to Wang Yi: "You have all transferred the rest of the helicopters, now the warriors' attacks are too fierce, and we may not be able to wait for the fuel to run out." ”

The helicopter had risen to the top of the shield, but even then it could not dodge the attacks below, and the whirling black knives were not affected by distance or altitude in the slightest.

Xu Mengyi listened to their conversation and said, "I said that you two should think of a way, if it really doesn't work, we will go to the arsenal, which should last for a while." ”

"Look at this."

Michelle interjected a video on the monitors of each machine, showing the lobby of the arsenal, where two or three samurai with red patterns were wandering.

"When I didn't say it." Xu Mengyi continued to attack the flying black knife with the skills he had created in the raw material warehouse.

The black knife was encased in a circular purple shroud, and then fell downward as if losing momentum.

Only the camera acts as a light source under the fuselage, which is not very bright.

Xu Mengyi used that light to carefully look for the target of the attack, his eyes hurt, and he said to Wang Yi in the driver's seat: "Turn on the headlights, you can't see!" ”

"It's an airplane."

"Okay, turn on the lights."

"No lights."

Wang Yi knew that Xu Mengyi's single attack was difficult, unlike Mi Xue, who had a group attack on their side, and the attack range of his own wind slash was also very large, limited to controlling the plane, and there was no way to support.

Instead, I remembered the tracer bullets that were routinely equipped on the helicopter gunship, searched all over the iron horse system, found it, and fired a few rounds in succession, temporarily saving the emergency.

"Stop, stop." Xu Meng recalled that he couldn't see anything of the ammunition burning in the air, and stopped and said, "It's too flashy!" ”

"Don't look at the burning."

Wang Yi paid attention to the targets flying on the radar, the number was gradually increasing, and finally when the wingman fell, he said: "Brother Xu, put the umbrella bag on your back." ”

Xu Mengyi was stunned, neatly took the umbrella bag and carried it on his back, and sent it to Wang Yi, asking, "Are there any missiles left?" ”

"The last one."

As he spoke, Wang Yi had already launched the last missile, and it didn't matter what the target was, as long as it could attack the samurai. (To be continued.) )