Chapter 1447 The Second Plan

"It was discovered."

Meng Chao sensed that all the uninvited guests around him erupted with a more ferocious aura than that of the elite Turan warriors.

The blood of the leading soldier just now may have some "condiments" added, which can give off a very unique smell that cannot be concealed after the human body spontaneously ignites.

Or maybe he has a chip implanted in his body that can monitor physiological data in real time.

Once the heart stops beating, it will immediately send a signal to the companion.

I didn't expect these uninvited guests to be so professional.

Meng Chao could only activate the second plan.

"It's not a problem to kill these guys.

"The problem is that there is no way to kill five drones at the same time, and it is inevitable that they will leave their own images.

"These drones are so cunning that one of them is hovering hundreds of meters above the ground, ready to escape at any time.

"Furthermore, I still don't know the identities, purposes, and who are the main messengers behind these guys.

"Judging from the guy who killed himself without hesitation just now, the rest of the uninvited guests are all ruthless killing machines that don't care about their own and other people's lives. Even if I can catch more people, In the end, what was obtained was only a few piles of ashes, but it was impossible to dig out any clues and evidence from the ashes.

"No matter who the other party is, the contest between us has just begun. There is no need to expose your cards for the sake of a few soldiers. .

"Then, we can only take a gamble."

Before the uninvited guests surrounded him, a series of "crackling" noises erupted from Meng Chao's body.

Not only has his body shape changed, but his bones and muscle fibers have been continuously twisted, making his way of exerting force very different from his real self.

He even temporarily blocked five dragon veins, 27 main veins and more than 800 branch veins, changed his breathing habits, and switched his fighting style from "extreme style" to "super killing style".

Just finished adjusting.

A black shadow, like a cheetah covered in spikes, pounced on him from behind.

With Meng Chao's real level, of course he could easily dodge the attack of this uninvited guest, and even kicked the opponent's internal organs in the air with a "scorpion wag".

But he firmly controlled the nerve response, the rhythm of the organs around his body, and even the agitation of the magnetic field of life, all above the level that a "heavenly powerhouse who is good at super killing" should be.

He didn't "suddenly wake up" until the other party quietly skimmed two or three meters behind him.

It was too late to try to lift his leg and kick violently, so he could only roll into a ball in the muddy ground with the opponent in a panic.

Bang bang bang!

The Uninvited Guest is very good at hand-to-hand combat.

His forehead, elbows, knees, and every part of his body can be turned into an indestructible and deadly weapon at any time.

Within half a second, Meng Chao suffered seven or eight elbows and knees from the opponent.

He was also pressed hard against the bridge of the nose by the opponent's hard head.

For Meng Chao, this level of elbow strikes, knee strikes, and head hammers is equivalent to using a fascia gun to relax muscles after a moderate-intensity daily practice.

But now, Meng Chao is very cooperative with the opponent's attack, constantly contracting the muscles and tearing the bones, simulating the "click" sound of bone shattering in the body, making the opponent feel the "strike to the flesh", thus misestimating Meng Chao combat effectiveness.

With great difficulty, he broke free from the opponent's embrace in a "flurry of hands and feet", and Meng Chao also launched a counterattack with the sharp blade he had just snatched from the vanguard.

However, as if the bridge of the nose was broken by a head hammer, and tears and snot blurred vision and affected breathing, so that he became dizzy and lost his balance. Meng Chao's knife-holding posture and chopping angle were incorrect. The uninvited guest's flesh was stuck in the opponent's violently contracted muscles.

Meng Chao drew violently, but failed to pull out the sharp blade. He only left a shallow wound on the opponent's flesh that seemed shocking, but actually did not affect the combat effectiveness at all.

Meng Chao believed that after the battle was over, the other party would study every wound he left on them carefully.

This long and shallow wound, which wastes too much strength and exposes too many flaws, will definitely make the opponent draw a conclusion:

I don't know how to use a knife at all.

Sure enough, the unexpected visitor didn't waste Meng Chao's active exposure.

The chopping palm struck Meng Chao's right wrist joint holding the knife.

Meng Chao took the initiative to disengage the wrist joint, and at the same time, there was a crisp "click" sound from the inside of the bone, pretending to be dislocated and fractured.

With the sharp blade out of his hand, he held his limp palm and groaned in pain.

The opponent took the opportunity to snatch the sharp blade, and stabbed him between the ribs with his backhand, trying to cut his lungs.

Meng Chao staggered back, but unexpectedly another unexpected visitor appeared behind him.

The other party was like an armored rhinoceros with a spar engine installed in its body, soaring to the limit of its speed, it slammed into his back hard.

Meng Chao's spine suddenly made a series of cracking sounds.

Mouth, nose, eyes, and ears spattered a lot of blood at the same time.

The blood was frothy, and there was a strange leaking sound.

Meng Chao believed that when these uninvited guests replayed the fighting process, they would definitely think that he had been hit by the impact and injured his spine, nerves and lung lobes.

These uninvited guests would never guess that they were all pawns carefully calculated by Meng Chao.

Every attack they made was within Meng Chao's expectation.

Even, it was inspired by Meng Chao's manipulation and guidance.

Just like this ferocious attack, although it caused more serious damage to Meng Chao than scraping.

But it also let Meng Chao take the opportunity to fly out like a kite with a broken string.

It happened to fly out of the encirclement of seven or eight uninvited guests, and landed in the valley where the terrain was the lowest and the mud was the richest, and it was about to become a swamp.

Meng Chao screamed again and again, using both hands and feet, he rolled and crawled in the swamp.

It seemed that under the stimulation of the desire to survive, the last vitality was stimulated.

The uninvited guests were chasing after them, but because they pasted too many bits and pieces on their bodies - such as animal skins, horns, fangs and sharp claws, many people even filled a large number of air bags under the camouflage to make their bodies inflated To the extent of the Turan orcs.

When they carry so much burden and get stuck in the mud, the flexibility is undoubtedly greatly reduced.

Seeing that the distance between Meng Chao and them was getting farther and farther.

And ahead is the searchlight of the spar mine, scanning the area back and forth.

The sniper, who had been dormant in the dark, finally made his move.

Meng Chao felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Strangely, this venomous snake didn't have the slightest hint of viciousness, sharpness, or hunger.

It's like just having a delicious meal, and is about to take a nap in the warm and humid nest with your round belly in your hands, so lazy, comfortable, and restful.

Regardless of Meng Chao's sudden appearance, or the unsuccessful interception of several uninvited guests, they did not affect the sniper in the slightest.

He was just calm and doing a routine shooting training.

But now is not the time.

"Be patient, my friend, it's not your turn to 'make the decision' yet!"

Meng Chao muttered to himself.

He tossed up and down in the mud, high and low, left and right, looking like a headless chicken in a panic, but he never let the snipers figure out his trajectory and couldn't find the most suitable shooting angle.

It was not until he gradually climbed to the highest hill nearby that he opened his back to the sniper.

Meng Chao immediately felt that his heart was stinging like it was bitten by a poisonous snake and injected with venom.

Wait, the sting seems too strong.

With the level of this sniper, he is fully capable of harvesting the life of the target without releasing the slightest murderous aura.

Until the black wings of the god of death cover the target's vision, the target will not realize that his heart has been blown.

Therefore, the sniper deliberately released this extremely sharp murderous aura, so that Meng Chao could notice it.

In other words, what he is really targeting is not the heart, but the back of the head or spine.

Meng Chao's mind turned, and he instantly judged the other party's intentions.

"Not the heart, but the spine.

"Just like I can't figure out the details of these uninvited guests, to them, I am the real 'uninvited guest'.

"They must be very curious as to which cloud I am a fairy emerging from.

"Shoot my heart out, and there's no way to get any information out of my mouth.

"It's the best choice to break my spine and leave a living person to go back and process it slowly."

It would be easy to predict the opponent's goal.

Meng Chao didn't seem to notice, but still ran away on the hill.

On the back hidden under the mud and clothes, every fine hair spread out like a radar antenna, firmly monitoring the entire airspace between himself and the sniper, ensuring that every hair could be clearly captured. Trails of raindrops and bullets.

There was no sound.

There are also almost no ripples that the air is torn apart by bullets.

Even the psychic energy fluctuations were completely offset by the runes engraved on the bullets.

On the top of Meng Chao's lumbar spine, a few hairs trembled violently.

Dozens of dense goosebumps burst out instantly on a small piece of skin facing the lumbar spine.

He can almost outline in his mind, from the sniper concentrating, infusing spiritual energy, pulling the trigger, to the rune-engraved spar bullet spinning rapidly in the gun chamber, and then to the bullet ejecting from the chamber, silent screaming, lasing And to all the screen.

In a direction that all uninvited guests could not see, Meng Chao's pupils shrunk into pinpoints, and a more intense light than a searchlight burst out.

Every cell in the body is activated in an instant.

He didn't just have to dodge the hedron bullets the sniper had already fired.

It is also necessary to "use the strength of a strong man in the divine realm to imitate a strong man in the heavenly realm. With the stimulation of the desire to survive and the help of a little luck, he narrowly escaped the fatal blow, but still left enough scars on his body to make the opponent Let down your vigilance of the injury"!