The ink is literally rolling.
The lens image fluctuates momentarily, suddenly bright and sometimes dark, out of focus and distorted, and no longer clear. After finally capturing some meaningful images, it still seemed like feathers were flying and it was chaotic, but it matched more and more with the barrage in the live broadcast room.
Do you want to go to war with a crow like that
The most important thing is, it seems like you haven’t succeeded yet
Yuan Wuwei was shocked by the extraordinary aura, but his little mind was still very active. Moreover, because of his embarrassing performance, he suddenly stood firm as the enemy and the enemy.
He watched the camera image continue to flip, but the momentum seemed to be increasing, and he subconsciously grinned.
No matter what, for a transcendent species, if he misses such a target, he will be humiliated!
It just so happens that someone's expression has almost the same meaning.
"He can't break into the sacred space, and then he finds a crow to vent his anger on?" When the excitement came, Black Lion talked more and more, "It's probably not good to hit the mental side, but can it be good to hit a crow?"
"Are you sure he shot a crow?"
This question was very accurate. Black Lion was silent for a moment, and then asked: "President Gao is a bystander, what do you see?"
"I still mean that, and in fact it is consistent with Rokko's idea: the current wilderness, at least the caves and the areas where that gentleman has highly interfered, should have woven something different from normal.
"It is precisely with the blessing of this 'thing' that the rabbi is not facing just a crow."
Not to mention whether Gao Wenfu's words were right or wrong, Liujia's expression at this moment was as if a fly had been forced into his mouth.
I want to argue, but I have no idea.
Because everyone could see clearly that although the flying ink was in a panic, he still managed to inexplicably resolve the fatal blow in a way that people could not understand for the time being, and distanced himself from the clown.
At this time, the lens became more and more stable, but it did not become particularly clear. It seemed to have crashed into the clouds, and all that came towards the face were ethereal clouds and fine ice crystals. Soon there were some water droplets on the lens, which slid, flattened, and distorted under the strong wind pressure, making the lens image even weirder.
This kind of lens imaging gives the impression that Mo Mo is focused on escaping. But after a few seconds, it seems that something is wrong again, and the lens turns around again to include the dangerous target again.
The hit missed, and the clown stayed at the original position of the shot and did not pursue it. He was just suspended in mid-air, looking up.
I don’t know if it’s due to the lens being stained with water. At this time, the clown’s eyes were wandering and his expression was weird. He seemed to have made some other discoveries or was looking for something. His neck almost turned 180 degrees. Judging from this scene, compared with the crow, Or is he more demonic
"The rabbi is still self-aware. Maybe the 'demons' he refers to really mean something else?" Monroe was still saying words that sounded like guidance and praise, "So he is not hunting crows, but"
But the black lion ignored him and went straight to ask others: "Hey, tiger, can you hear me? What do you think?"
Tiger didn't really join the video conference. He had been silent for a long time. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be called silence. From the communication device on the rotorcraft, fragments of words between him and Long Qi were being transmitted, but they were relatively vague and interfered with a lot. There are so many, even the extraordinary ones can’t really hear it.
Black Lion teased him: "Two gentlemen come together, what can't be said publicly? Otherwise, why don't you broadcast it live again?"
The tiger did not hide himself,
Even if you can't see his face, you can still hear the confusion: "The mission has changed a bit."
"What mission? The one who assigned it to you?"
Black Lion was asking when some noises came from the video conference interface.
"The lens optimization just now was strange. Changing the lens temporarily is illogical. The crow is not a form of perspective sharing, let alone its own blessing."
Gao Wenfu's words were echoed by Monroe.
Long Qi's voice also came over: "The completion rate has soared. Is this possible because of trouble? Is it because the normal operation mode is different from the wartime operation mode?"
"Is it convenient to share the task interface?" Li Baizhou was more interested in this aspect.
Shakal expressed his thoughts on the live broadcast: "It is definitely better to mount the lens and it will slide at an angle when rotating."
Monroe also said: "The information becomes clear, possibly through immediate optimization."
"There is an algorithm for this." Tian Bang followed up with Monroe in this sentence, and followed Li Baizhou in the next sentence, "I think we can do a live interview directly. Of course, he won't refuse to the person in front of us, right?"
A video conference was directly divided into two groups, and everyone said their own things. Listening to meetings like this is always the most painful.
Yuan Wuwei's brain functional area was torn apart and he almost covered his ears. But at this time, he was even more curious. With such a boring temperament, how could Tuge accept Monroe's invitation? Why did Monroe invite him
It makes no sense!
Among the extraordinary beings, he was the most precious person, and he did not take part in this chaotic situation. He was sitting coldly under the cover of his sunglasses. It seems that he is observing carefully, but also seems to be wandering in the world.
It feels like the latter is the majority. The really careful and conscientious people are still on the rotorcraft.
At this time, Liu Er was frowning: "What is the sound?"
His voice was a little louder than normal, in effect asking all parties to be quieter.
It seems like something new has happened.
Where is the Deep Blue cluster, or where is the live broadcast
It’s a live broadcast interface!
Yuan Wuwei also noticed that in addition to the whistling wind, other elements seemed to be mixed in the pickup that came with the ink.
The clown no longer looks like a radar, he twists his head and neck dramatically, and his perspective points back to the direction of the camera.
But at this time, Mo Mo's lens turned away and pointed at the clouds above.
Are you scared
Yuan Wuwei made random guesses. In fact, at this time, ordinary weak viewers like him are capturing more and more details from the pickups.
Well, I can’t really call it that. It’s just that the so-called “details” are expanding and becoming more and more clear.
Both the lens and the pickup captured a low "vibration". It is this kind of vibration that causes the clouds above to lose their relatively stable state and fly like random flakes, making it increasingly difficult to cover them.
The camera captures what's above the clouds.
There was no sudden light. On the contrary, heavier shadows fell from above. Maybe it's not just stopping there, but it already feels like Mount Tai is overwhelming.
"Holy shit?"
The unoriginal catchphrase really cannot show Yuan Wuwei's psychological changes, and it does not give him a chance to reorganize his language.
The ink and the lens it carried had already crashed into that huge shadow.
Many people think this is the case.
In fact, when it comes to the end, the huge crow with extraordinary spirituality shows extreme maneuverability that makes people amazed just by looking at the camera.
The lens moved diagonally, grazing the lower abdomen of the huge shadow. The upward flight turned into a horizontal flight. Through the continuous adjustments of defocus and zoom, it finally found a relatively reasonable state, which also made the details of the face of the huge shadow more visible. presented.
Not a conceptual shadow, but a physical metal structure.
The close proximity of the ink and the lens seemed to trigger the other party's reaction. On the dark metal surface, suddenly, a series of indicator lights lit up, seemingly regular, but also criss-crossed and extremely complex.
These lights illuminate the details on the metal surface that are not actually smooth, such as the thick modules connected by ravines, the gradually rising cover plates, and the dark muzzles.
Of course, there is also the increasingly clear buzzing sound that drives the entire metal structure, as if it is an echo from a distant hollow.
Yuan Wuwei confirmed that it was the roar of the fusion engine.
The ink carried the camera, passing through the slightly vibrating armor bottom layer, and also flew past the defensive cannons on the bottom layer and sides, as well as the huge belly door that was suspected to be the entry and exit of ship-borne combat equipment, which was currently closed.
But that was enough. Every familiar structure and module passed in front of the camera. Yuan Wuwei no longer had any doubts about what a bullshit shadow. This was clearly an outer space ship!
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