Chapter 907 100% Laceration, Wind Cut Tail Vertically

When Rioreus went to the White House to speak with current President Matthew Ellis.

Bucky looked out of the French window on the 30th floor, glanced at the crashed plane below, and then at the white giant beast next to him, his eyes flickered with doubt, but then he ran into the building.

Steve, who saw everything in his eyes, immediately switched on the communication: "Sill, the Winter Soldier has gone to the building."

"Got it, there is bad news, Bullock is also running to the top floor, Natasha and the others need support."

"Sam, are you all right?"

"I...I can't die yet..."

"Damon?"

"I'm solving the main control room of the aircraft carrier and can't help you, but Xiao Kong will send you there."

"Wow——" Steve looked up, and the floating dragon in the distance quickly avoided the gunfire and flew towards him at a low altitude.

After determining the diving direction of the floating dragon, Steve hurriedly sprinted in his direction. As a gust of wind whizzed past, Steve stretched out his hand and jumped, grabbed the floating dragon claws, and one person and one dragon bypassed On the side of the Trident building, they immediately came to Sam's position.

"Sam!" As soon as Steve saw Sam's situation, he immediately shook his body and let go, using the momentum to put the shield on the spot and roll over to Sam.

"Hill! Sam needs help, now!"

I saw Sam leaning against the load-bearing wall with a pale face, holding the ground with one hand to prevent himself from falling down, and covering his injured abdomen with the other.

But even so, there was still blood seeping from between his fingers, and a large amount of blood had stained half of his body scarlet.

Looking at the nearby broken glass and blasting conditions, Sam should have been blasted in by artillery fire, and a large piece of broken glass was inserted into his abdomen, not to mention the scratches and cuts all over his body.

"Sam? Are you okay? I'll take you out of here..."

"Ahhh! Wait..." Steve wanted to help him up, but Sam cried out in pain as soon as he moved.

"Wait... It should be that the inside was not cleaned, and it was too late, the damn cannon still hit me.

Hahahaha... Maybe I should sit here and watch you perform.

"Sam grinned, letting Steve lean back against the wall again, and the pain eased a little.

Steve looked at Sam with a serious face and forced a smile. Of course he knew that Sam was joking. He was bleeding all the time, his face had turned pale, and he would go into shock soon and die from excessive blood loss.

Sam was found by Steve's suggestion, and he was in it for himself.

The scene today is even more uncomfortable than the Roaring commando dying in front of his eyes 70 years ago.

"Hill, I need a doctor!"

"Got it, I just finished two people, and I'm rushing to you, give me 2 minutes."

Sam reached out to pat Steve and shook his head.

Now that the situation is so urgent, he wants Steve to give up on himself. After all, he is serving in airborne rescue. This kind of injury is clear, but unless he is immediately sent to the well-equipped intensive care unit without any temporary accidents and complications, there will be a little bit of it. May survive.

When Steve was helping Sam press the wound, he seemed to suddenly remember something, reached out and took out a small ball from the small pocket on his waist.

Sam smiled slightly when he saw this, but he didn't expect that he also had the habit of bringing sugar on the battlefield.

At this moment, Damon's voice suddenly came from the communication: "Steve! Be careful that the machine gun is aimed at you!"

Steve turned around and raised his shield immediately without any hesitation.

In the next second, the powerful impact brought by the intercepting machine gun immediately pushed him out, and the stray bullets rebounded by the round shield instantly shot to every corner of the room.

"Damn it!" Sam, who was lying on the ground, quickly moved his body, and even the severe pain in his abdomen weakened a lot at this moment.

Suddenly, there was a "pop!"

A quartz clock hanging on the wall behind him was knocked down, just hitting his forehead.

The sharp edges wiped off a small piece of his scalp, and blood flowed down from the corner of his eyes, mixed with tears of grief.

"Aww *FUCK NO2&1%5#2%!"

Steve looked at Sam, whose face was covered in blood, as if he was about to die in the next second, and his mind was in a mess.

He wanted to help Sam, but he didn't expect to become this Yazi.

Now that he was under fire, if withdrawing the shield did make Sam a little safer, he would be dead.

Don't withdraw the shield... Steve thought about it, and a burst of conscience suddenly rushed to his heart.

But at this moment, Steve felt the pressure suddenly disappear, and the sound of the machine gun stopped abruptly.

look up.

I saw that the module had been modified by Sam himself on the aerospace carrier.

A white figure used the fastest speed on the deck, rushing from left to right, and then from right to left.

The length of hundreds of meters of the aerospace carrier is not worth mentioning at her speed.

And every time he sprints, he will leave several air blade moon discs around his back and behind his buttocks.

That's like the terrible "Death Scythe Weasel", everything around the crazy cutter with the strong wind.

The rotary cannon that fired at Steve just now has been shaved into scrap iron by the air blade moon wheel.

Countless anti-aircraft artillery fire, Kun-style fighters, and Hydra on the deck failed to escape the fate of being cut by the death air blade moon wheel.

Immediately afterwards, Steve was shocked.

I saw the white Xunniang rushing to the center of the deck, suddenly stopped, reversed her body and leaped high, head up and down, 360-degree vertical gyration, almost turning into a circular saw-like tail, slashing out like a knife .

A long and narrow stream of thick white air that was almost condensed into substance flashed past.

Just like the sword energy emitted by the great swordsman, in the blink of an eye, the two-story aircraft carrier terminal and control room were divided into two.

And this, the official move of Bai Gaifeng Xunlong's fame, wind cut tail vertically!

Among them, the control room is as terrifying as a slaughter hell. I don't know how many Hydra members fell in a pool of blood from their colleagues, and even the air is filled with blood mist.

It may be better to die directly, but if it is hit by this wind, at least it will end up with amputation.

Because Bai Gaifeng Xunlong's wind-cut tail and vertical slash will start 100% laceration!

A laceration is an injury that can never be healed, and even healing potions are useless to a laceration.

Only all the god-level BUGs of Dragon Hunters can be relieved by maintaining the Asian squatting position for 10 seconds.

Beyond that, no one is immune to laceration damage, at least not yet.

An air and space aircraft carrier, without unified dispatch, most of the Kun-style fighters are unmanned, and the deck is invaded first, which is why the performance is so unbearable, otherwise it will not be so bad that even a dragon cannot fight .

Of course, even if he could, the final outcome would probably only be a loss.

After all, with Bai Gafeng's speed, if he wanted to hit her, he could only rely on ultra-high-tech laser weapons, which covered a large area of ​​fire.