The crane roared towards the black smoke billowing battlefield.
The golden dragon's body was covered in wounds, and the blood was dyed black when it came out. The broken body was a little inconvenient, but the snake's head was still ferocious, its fangs were sharp, and its saliva was dripping.
There are two horn-like protrusions on the top of the head, shining with silver light.
The seriously injured golden dragon still has the unparalleled domineering power of a heavyweight evolved beast.
Shen Cong quickly stepped on the accelerator of the crane and it was embedded in the crane so that it could not be pulled out. Then he waited until the golden dragon was not far away, took out a stick, lit it, and placed it in the cab.
Step on it, push the door open, get out of the car, and let the crane continue to rush towards the golden dragon.
The appearance of the crane caused the golden dragon to immediately turn its head and aim at the crane. Nobuko hesitated and sent out a dangerous signal. Shen Cong stood up slowly without being noticed, and pulled out the Ape King Javelin hanging on his back.
Arms raised high.
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The closed-circuit television system of the headquarters was full of pictures of Shen Cong and Huang Jinjiao. Zhao Weiliang, Zhu Li and others looked at the picture with serious expressions.
This is plan A.
Once Shen Cong fails, he must immediately change to plan b, where the independent evolution brigade comes out to take the lives; or plan c, which is to disperse and retreat directly.
Hundreds of mutants from the Independent Evolution Brigade gathered on a high platform on the edge.
Watching carefully how Shen Cong hunted the golden dragon, for them, getting close to an evolved beast of this level was basically the same as committing suicide. The most critical factor is speed. Without Shen Cong's speed to dodge bullets, it would be difficult to escape the ferocious crushing of the golden dragon.
Several high platforms inside the camp were crowded with ordinary survivors, all looking longingly at the golden dragon in the distance. Their eyesight was not very good, and they could only see Shen Cong like a blurry dot.
Everyone's heart is extremely nervous.
Just like in the movies, passers-by watching superheroes save the world. They had never seen Shen Cong's face, they only knew that his name was Hu Ge, that he was the leader of evolution in the camp and the most powerful among the evolvers.
Nanjing nuclear bomb.
The golden dragon in the camp.
In the face of a powerful disaster, perhaps everyone subconsciously hopes to give birth to a true evolutionary frontier and become a patron saint-like existence.
"Mom, will that big snake be killed?"
"Will do."
"Did Uncle Hu Ge beat him to death?"
"Yes."
"Uncle Hu Ge is so awesome."
The mother did not refute the little Lolita's innocent words, because that was exactly what she expected. But her palms were sweating. There were more than 400 evolvers in the camp, and even the quasi-heavyweight violent Great Ape King didn't dare to attack. Now Shen Cong is facing a golden dragon that is more terrifying than the violent great ape king.
The golden dragon in the thick black smoke was still alive and well, even though it was attacked by seventeen bomb trucks.
It was so powerful that their hearts jumped into their throats.
"Can Hu Ge kill the golden dragon?" The staff at the headquarters were also worried. They knew better than ordinary people. The last seventeen bomb trucks can be said to be the last batch of ammunition inventory in the camp. The consumption , there really is none at all.
This is a last-ditch battle.
If you win, you still have a chance to breathe, but if you lose, you can only collapse.
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Shen Cong didn't know how much expectations he had, and even if he knew, he would probably be dismissive of them.
From the moment the bomb truck rushed towards the golden dragon, he entered a cold, calm state of intense concentration, planning how to hunt down the golden dragon while it was injured.
Hunting and killing the violent great ape king gave him endless self-confidence, but no matter how powerful the evolved beast was, he would still fall to his death under his big stick.
Shen Cong has longed for the golden dragon for a long time.
Zhang Tianshen originally clamored to slay the dragon, but now Shen Cong came to help him realize it.
The hand holding the Ape King's javelin did not move. Shen Cong said silently in his heart: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1... boom!"
Almost in seconds, the crane rushed towards Golden Dragon, and the cab exploded. All of Golden Dragon's attention was attracted by the explosion.
Shen Cong took action.
The Javelin of the Ape King, injected with abundant vitality, was like a bolt of lightning, drawing a beautiful arc and hitting the golden dragon's head. The golden dragon, whose attention was attracted by the explosion, did not react at all, and was directly inserted into one eye by the lightning-fast Ape King's javelin, and was completely submerged in it.
Hiss!
Hiss!
The golden dragon can dodge artillery, but not this shot. It can block shell fragments, but it cannot block active bone metal weapons.
One shot.
It was more serious than all the previous attacks. The eyes and brain were closely connected. The golden dragon began to writhe on the ground in pain. The huge body swept across the ground, as if it had been pushed by a bulldozer, and it was flat.
The yellow dust completely covered up all the black smoke.
The crane was struck by the snake's tail and was torn apart on the spot. What happened to Wang Yu's body inside was unknown. All this was beyond Shen Cong's attention. He vaguely heard cheers from the direction of the camp, but he didn't pay attention either. The whole person jumped forward quickly and left the range of the golden dragon.
Although he has the ability to attack and even kill the golden dragon, if the golden dragon gives him a tail, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead.
With powerful strength and relatively fragile bodies, humans do have disadvantages compared to evolved beasts.
But wisdom makes up for everything.
After jumping out of the fighting circle, Shen Cong immediately rushed towards the dusty place. He had a glass goggle and was not afraid of dust. The dust can just block the golden dragon's information collection and lose the perception of Shen Cong. Its huge body could not be covered up, and its nakedness was exposed to Shen Cong's eyes.
The second javelin of the Ape King was in his hand, ready to be thrown.
The opportunity flashed by.
However, Shen Cong quickly caught it and threw the javelin at close range. He had already practiced his accuracy very well. The ape king's javelin hit the golden dragon's other eye amid lightning and flint.
Although snakes do not rely on vision, these two shots were not just as simple as inserting eyes, but directly damaged the brain of the golden dragon.
It can be seen that during the struggle and writhing process, the golden dragon's body twitched involuntarily. This was a reaction to the stimulation of the nerves.
Hiss!
The golden dragon suffered heavy losses one after another and could no longer show off his cruelty, so he turned around and planned to escape from the battlefield.
However, Shen Cong regarded the concept of "killing someone while he is sick" as a guideline. At that time, he ran and jumped on the golden dragon, and then crawled towards the snake's head.
Just when he was about to climb to the snake's head, the golden dragon suddenly turned over. After this roll, Shen Cong immediately dug his hands into the snake's flesh and stayed close to the snake's body to avoid it. As he rolled, Shen Cong felt like he was being pressed hard. His semi-activated armor was almost crushed, and several javelins on his back were snapped off.
Fortunately, I didn't have the strength to roll the golden dragon, so I couldn't do it again.
Shen Cong, who was crushed by the snake, immediately jumped up, pulled out the Ape King's sword that had not been crushed from his waist, aimed it at three inches of the golden dragon, and stabbed it in hard.
Snakes have two fatal points, seven inches and three inches. Seven inches is the heart and three inches is the joint between the vertebrae. As long as you hit these two places, you can kill the snake at once.
However, the seven inches are difficult to find and must be found by experienced hands. At least Shen Cong could not find the seven inches of the golden dragon.
The next best thing is to take a three-inch shot. Three inches is easy to find. The thinnest point where the neck and head connect is not far away. As long as the spine is broken here, all the nerves of the snake will be paralyzed, leaving it free to be slaughtered.
Shen Cong had estimated the three inches of the golden dragon very early.
The Ape King's sword, injected with activity, easily broke through the skin and inserted smoothly into the golden dragon's spine. With a sudden force, there was a click, and the Ape King's sword forcefully broke the golden dragon's spine.
It was then.
The golden dragon twitched all over and stopped swimming instantly, lying on the ground as if dead.
The blood from the broken vertebra splattered all over Shen Cong.
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A moment.
The yellow dust gradually dispersed, and everyone in the camp who was nervous and anxious watching the dragon slaying from a distance saw Shen Cong standing on the snake's head, harvesting the snake's horns. (To be continued.)