Chapter 75 Hero Units
This is an era that needs heroes.
Not only do we need it, but the other party also needs it.
Seeing the terrifying masked man being shot away, the Coral City soldiers on the battlefield all breathed a sigh of relief, and some even cheered a few times.
"good!"
"The Defense Department's psychic boss has finally arrived!"
"This is a big guy who is good at sniping. I heard that he used to be a killer at the Zero Point Tavern. Later, he was hired with a large salary. Over the years, he has killed several powerful creatures of the same level."
"With him taking action, this is a sure thing!"
“…”
In previous battles, many soldiers were overwhelmed by Su Xia.
In terms of overall quality, they are stronger and better equipped than those refugees.
But no one could defeat Su Xia head-on. Su Xia's existence was too buggy, like a superman who was invulnerable to swords and guns and could fly suddenly appeared on an ordinary battlefield.
Under ideal circumstances, they could stand firm and use their lives to consume Su Xia's spiritual energy. It wouldn't take long for Su Xia to be exhausted to death, but both veterans and recruits were very careful about their lives.
So they retreated again and again, retreating to Hongye Street, where they joined forces with the guards here and together blocked the many refugees who were fleeing.
If no more psychic creatures come to suppress Su Xia, even Red Leaf Street may not be able to be defended.
"It looks like we should be able to stabilize the situation tonight. Let's work harder and keep these damn rebels here!"
Under the command of the headquarters, the officers in charge no longer called the escaped people "refugees", but directly called them "rebels".
He also asked many soldiers to speak with one voice to facilitate subsequent publicity and reporting.
"Boss, what about the hostages?" a soldier asked. "I think I saw an officer in charge of logistics. He was also tied up."
"Try to avoid them, but if that doesn't work, just kill them together!"
"yes."
According to the instructions from the city lord, these escaped refugees must be killed no matter what the cost.
We can’t let them go back to the refugee camps, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
On the streets below, the refugees were concerned about Su Xia's health.
"My Lord, are you all right?"
"It's okay, don't worry about me."
Su Xia glanced at the direction the bullet came from, his expression unchanged, and said in a deep voice: "Keep going forward, don't stop, I'll be back soon!"
After saying that, he took a bottle of temporary psychic energy replenishment potion.
Then he took out a fourth-level auxiliary potion.
This is from my father's medicine box. Every time one is used, there is one less. Su Xia really doesn't want to use it unless it's a critical moment. He used a bottle of poison to kill insects in the oasis camp last time.
This auxiliary potion can greatly improve perception ability and lasts for half an hour.
Although this perception is not as good as the "Death Prophecy" which can be called a bug, it is enough for Su Xia to deal with the situation tonight.
He took the medicine without hesitation.
"call……"
The world around Su Xia changed.
The chaotic and noisy sounds surrounding him suddenly became clear, the soldiers loading their guns, the crying of children in the residential buildings, the chirping of animals in the flower beds, etc. All the sounds seemed to be layered, separated from each other without disturbing each other.
He could even hear the sound of the evening breeze blowing through the leaves in the distance.
In addition to hearing, vision, smell, etc. have also been greatly enhanced.
Everything has become more three-dimensional.
With this wonderful feeling, Su Xia's ears moved slightly, and then she turned her body to the side.
"call out--"
A deadly psychic bullet passed through the gaps between countless flying metals and shattered two weaker pieces of metal. After precise calculation, it should have pierced Su Xia's heart.
But when Su Xia turned sideways, the bullet hit the electric pole behind him directly, and shattered it with a loud bang.
The next moment, Su Xia moved!
He ran straight to the roof of a residential building at an extremely fast speed.
But when he arrived, the sniper had already run away, leaving only a piece of gray camouflage cloth in its place.
"Not far yet."
Su Xia's eyes were sharp, and with the bonus of temporary super perception, it seemed as if he had turned on a map cheat.
He flew downstairs, killed two soldiers who tried to fire shoulder-fired rockets at him, and then ran straight into a dark and narrow alley.
Then he waved his hand, and a metal trash can in the corner of the alley instantly deformed and twisted.
"boom!"
A disheveled figure broke through the trash can, rolled twice on the ground, and then continued to escape with a sniper rifle in his arms.
As a level 3.0 psychic creature, this guy can actually hide in a smelly trash can that ordinary people can't stand.
But before he could take two steps, the sniper rifle in his hand exploded instantly, and the flying metal fragments cut tiny cuts all over his body.
"Masked weirdo, don't go too far! We are all from the tavern!"
He growled, then continued running without looking back.
As a killer with a talent for sniping, he felt something was wrong when Su Xia dodged the fatal shot he was determined to hit.
Su Xia is much stronger than the level 2.7 filled in the tavern information.
The sniper didn't want to be entangled in close combat.
But Su Xia just remained silent, without saying a word, and kept approaching the man, occasionally attacking with some ordinary metals, like a cat playing with a mouse.
After a while, the man finally became desperate, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Damn it! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
As a level three creature, its explosive power under extreme circumstances should not be underestimated.
He took off all his mechanical equipment, turned around and attacked Su Xia, as fast as a ghost.
But countless sharp metal fragments were flying around Su Xia. These layers of metal formed a perfect barrier that protected him tightly.
The man couldn't get close at all. He said angrily: "I don't believe you can keep using so much metal! I want to see how long your psychic power can last!"
"oh……"
Su Xia remained calm, took out a refill potion in front of him, and drank it in one gulp.
The man's face turned pale instantly.
I can't escape, and I can't fight...
…
On Red Leaf Street, after Su Xia left, the refugees tried to attack forward for a distance, but were quickly suppressed.
During the battle, more people died on the refugee side, and their ammunition was gradually running out.
Bullets from both sides exchanged blows, and the street lights, bus stops and trees on both sides of the road were shot into sieves, becoming battle-damaged versions of themselves.
"Those rebels can't hold on any longer!"
The person in charge here has a very keen sense of the battle situation.
After Su Xia left, they brought out drones, mechanical dogs and other special weapons for street fighting to speed up the encirclement and suppression.
The use of these tools has further widened the gap between regular troops and refugee groups.
But just when they thought victory was about to come, something unexpected happened.
“Crack…Crack…”
The drones in the sky all emitted sparks and thick smoke, and then exploded one by one, like fireworks, lighting up this cruel night.
Hundreds and thousands of burning mechanical fragments fell from the sky, like a meteor shower, and it actually looked quite beautiful.
