Sean the Gold Eater: "Hisss!"
Langa: "Are we really going to fight over the Yasha people's territory? So that they can reap the benefits?"
Sean: "Hiss."
Langa: "Okay... Maybe you can hold it in your mouth, after all, it is more difficult to grab it with two front paws."
The gold-eating bug neighed briefly—a huge sound wave came from the left, carrying fire, and the entire area was smelled of gunpowder smoke. Countless flying insects, as small as mosquitoes and flies, approached quickly in an encirclement.
"Blaster?" Langa looked at Sean incredulously, "You're crazy!"
Sells' eyes also sank.
Zerg Star people don't pay much attention to technology, and the complex knowledge system will make them suffer. In contrast, they have powerful worm bodies, and there are all kinds of strange worms living on the parent planet, which can be used to confront heavy soldiers on the battlefield. Blasters are one of the most lethal types. In just a few seconds, they will rush into the enemy circle, detonate themselves, and spray poisonous gas around.
Non-intelligent bugs are extremely reproductive, and the endless bombs can even destroy a starship.
He noticed that the mouths of the blasting worms in the front row were moving, as if they were swallowing something.
Sells shouted: "Naron!"
The prince who was named turned his head.
"return!"
While speaking, Sells rushed to his side, grabbed his hand and dragged him into his control.
There was a sharp pain in Nalen's wrist, and before he could resist, he felt his eyes go dark, and something covered his head. He rummaged for a while, and finally took the clothes on his head to his hands.
"What's this?"
"Protective clothing, put it on quickly."
Sayers tucked a certain prince into the cloak-like garment as he spoke.
It was the first time for Nalen to wear this kind of military protective clothing. He didn't even have time to see where Sels came from. He only knew that after he put it on, the Asha soldiers around him had also been equipped.
Naren looked at it and asked, "What about you?"
Sells smiled: "I don't need it."
Naren frowned and looked at him steadily.
Sells was helpless: "Andrea still has a spare."
In just a few words, the first batch of blasters had burst through their bodies, turning into huge fireballs and rushing down.
"Peng!"
The marble countertop under his feet was smashed into a deep hole. Naren took half a step back, looked down and saw that the upper of the shoe was yellow, and the air was filled with a strange smell of burnt.
"How is it?" Sels' voice came from behind, and Nalen was staggered by him: "Go into the house! Where is Dia, let him contact the military department to send more people."
While speaking, two more blasters exploded above their heads.
Langa's sharp curse sounded.
"You madman! This is Yasha, do you think we are all finished!"
The long-haired gold-eating bug flicked its tail violently, intending to leave this bug that dared to question him on Shell Street.
Lan Jia didn't expect that the other party would fight against him in the enemy's territory, so his reaction was a bit slow, and he hid in a panic. When he landed and stood firmly, he was dragged violently from behind again.
Aleda looked at him blankly.
Lan Jia turned her head and found that the open space where she was standing was engulfed in flames. His pupils shrank, he broke away from Alida, and made a strange sound from his mouth, and in an instant, there was only a pile of clothes left.
Eleda bent down to pick it up with a sullen face, shook it, and found that a certain cunning bug had already slipped away.
He threw down the cloth and looked at the worm star creatures all over the street, but he didn't notice that an ugly three-mouthed mini worm had nestled behind him.
Both Elida and Naren came unprepared, so they also didn't have protective clothing. The blasters were very lethal, and he didn't intend to resist with flesh and blood, so he brought the frightened Mr. Landlord into the room together.
The zerg brought by Langa are still inside. After seeing Elida coming in, he quickly fled from the window.
Eleda: "..."
Naren said, "Look there."
He pointed at the gold-eating bugs in the field. In the chaos, the group of blasting bugs consciously avoided his range.
"We can go on his back." Xi Jin often complained to him that his legs were too short to scratch his back, and he could only roll around in a difficult life.
Sells' slightly rough palm wrapped his hand and put it down.
"I go."
Naren: "..."
Sells took weapons from the soldiers around him, but was stopped.
"There are bugs around him." Naren said sincerely, "If you die bravely, I will take good care of little R for you. Be good, go."
Sells: "...it'll be fine."
Nalen sneered: "Okay, no one will let you go."
Sells said helplessly: "Let go of me first. After a minute, you can hold me for as long as you want."
Nalen: "..." He lowered his eyes, his expression froze.
Why the hell is his hand holding Searles all the time, and he himself doesn't know it at all
He adjusted his expression, but he still didn't let go of his hand, but said seriously: "It suddenly occurred to me that instead of jumping on the opponent's back, it is more feasible to shoot from a distance."
Sells was silent for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened. He quickly broke free from the hand of the person in front of him, and before the other person frowned to express his displeasure, he turned his back on the guest, pulled him into his arms, and grasped the slender back of his neck .
He whispered, "Actually, I'm wearing a protective suit inside."
Naren: "..."
Sells: "And better quality than generic."
He pulled down his collar and gestured for Nalen to take a look.
Nalen: "... no, no need."
He hasn't got the habit of grabbing other people's clothes and looking inside in public.
While speaking, Sells finally couldn't hold back the thoughts in his heart, and ruthlessly brushed his curly black hair.
Naren stiffened.
Sells sighed low above his head: "No wonder those married officers are unwilling to let their family members accompany them... how can this make people have fighting spirit."
The prince was a little dazed about being suddenly dragged into his arms and ruffling his hair, and even more so, he only listened to the general idea of what Sels said. Before he could digest it, the marshal who openly took advantage of others had already rushed into the battle circle as if nothing had happened.
Naren: "…" What happened
The sound of the blaster sounded from the left, and he realized that he was still in danger, and it was definitely not the time to be distracted. And the marshal who refused to listen to the advice and insisted on going his own way had already stepped towards the goal.
Andrea appeared behind Nalen with a complicated expression: "Don't worry."
He waved his hand, and a huge silk net spread out in the air, enclosing the flying bugs, and there were explosions, but the net bag was not damaged at all.