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Chapter 267 Predicting the opponent’s every move

Before entering the outer dimension, Gao Shan and his police officers made a lot of preparations, including but not limited to each person being issued a kerosene lamp.

It was really useless at first because it was no longer dark in school.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy here.

The lantern is actually not important, what is important is the firelight in the lantern.

Firelight can restrain evil spirits. As long as this rule is in effect, it doesn't matter whether a lantern or a kerosene lamp is used to provide light.

Wang Yunxiao also considered the possibility that the other party would directly pick off the lantern and extinguish the light.

But obviously, since the Millennium Dynasty chose to use this method to resist the undead outside the city, there must be a reason for it.

Otherwise, there would be no thousand-year dynasty, and it would be over by now.

Sure enough, the opponent did have a way to turn off the lights, but this method required a lot of energy and was far less cost-effective than the low-level undead pavement. After this heavy blow, the tall rebel general seemed to have fallen into a state of reading a CD, motionless while holding two hammers.

Those rebel cavalry who had already launched the charge, but did not expect that Wang Yunxiao still had a kerosene lamp in his hand to provide lighting, quickly entered a state of malaise due to the weakening of the light. Even if they could handle it, their mounts couldn't.

But those big hammers are still very intimidating. If they hit people, they won't be bruised and bruised...

Unlike those incorporeal ghost-like undead, these rebel cavalry, which are also Level II undead, can not only explode a lot of golden beans, but can even leave equipment and bones after death.

Sir, times have changed!

The rebel leader seemed to know the power of the musket. He raised his hand to block the hammer in front of his face and ran towards Wang Yunxiao with long strides.

Guozi and Eryang led their brothers to attack from left and right, dragging and pulling the cavalrymen off their horses. They couldn't help but greet all kinds of guys. Twenty rebel cavalrymen who were originally aggressive and arrogant were defeated in less than a stick of incense. They were beheaded to death.

Although he protected his face, it also blocked his view. The Tianji crossbow roared through the air, and the slender crossbow arrow penetrated directly through his left shoulder, and the chain suddenly straightened.

Anyway, he felt that the strength of the big guy opposite was suppressed to some extent.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so stupid that he would hang up for 60 seconds after using his ultimate move.

The blow just now made a lot of noise, even he himself couldn't bear it, and it took him a while to recover. The drain on his strength was secondary. Extinguishing so many lights with mysterious meanings in one breath was a real drain on him on the spiritual level.

Little Gourd hid in the team, swinging his pen into the air, and pieces of tattered armor that looked dilapidated and that no one might even want on the stalls disappeared from the ground.

Two palm mines were thrown out and exploded in mid-air, causing the rebel cavalry to flip over.

Only the largest rebel leader was left. Wang Yunxiao looked at the two hammers in his hands, thoughtfully.

Wang Yunxiao took out his Springfield rifle and pointed it at his face.

Wang Yunxiao didn't know if the people in the imperial city had any additional ways to deal with these undead. If he were to be in charge of city defense, it would be unreasonable not to bury some backup plans in such a vast city.

The dead man must not feel pain, but the drag of the chain caused his body to lose balance. He staggered forward for two steps and was dragged to the ground.

The rebel leader grabbed the chain and pulled hard, but the other side didn't move at all. Although he can wield such a big hammer and the strength of his arms can be imagined, what he faces this time is not an ordinary person, but a formation of soldiers!

"Gu Zi Er Yang! Grab his other hand!"

Wang Yunxiao gave an order, and the two most capable brothers around him rushed forward. Although they don't have Liuyun rifles, the cold weapons in their hands are not vegetarian. The two groups of men and horses responded to each other from left to right, and all greeted them with swords, guns, swords and halberds. The rebel leader was immediately put into a difficult situation.

It is true that he is huge, but it is useless to be so big and have no brains and cannot display his true strength. I finally caught a little mouse and tried to squeeze it to death, but as soon as I saw it, the person disappeared.

Chen Yan's eyes covered by blindfolds flashed with silver light, constantly pulling people in dangerous situations back to her. One of the rebel leader's arms was pulled, and he was already inconvenient and slow to move. Coupled with Chen Yan's constant transformation, he had no brute force but could not use it.

At this time, Gao Shan felt that this monster had no power to recover, and even involuntarily had the idea in his mind that this thing was so weak and useless - of course he knew this was an illusion.

It's not that the opponent is not strong, but that the rhythm of the entire battle is in Wang Yunxiao's hands.

Based on the limited intelligence information at hand, he guessed almost every move of the other party, which is why he seemed so stupid and clumsy.

But where did you, a junior high school student, learn these skills?

Could it be said that this is genius?

Even at this time, Wang Yunxiao still did not act rashly. He held the Springfield rifle in his hand and calmly observed the situation around him.

When he is prepared, he doesn't care about third-rate generals who wield sledgehammers or Japanese monks who use golden bells.

As long as there is enough time for analysis, you can always find the opponent's weaknesses.

What he is really worried about is that in the middle of the fight, someone will fly down from the sky, shout to stop, and then tell you that he is the 1145th-ranked hermit elder of a wealthy family on the planet. This rebel leader is his fourteenth generation descendant. His direct bloodline has been beaten to death by you, and he will fight to the death with you...

However, just as he was thinking this, a man really fell from the sky.

Don't...

Wang Yunxiao said to himself, don’t be like this, let’s be less clichéd and more sincere, okay?

Then he turned the gun and aimed at the figure standing on the eaves. He calmly took out his notebook and glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

Nothing is displayed.

Not an undead? A living person?

This notebook has a special feature, that is, it does not display information about living people.

I don’t know if this function has not been developed, or if the author deliberately designed it this way to avoid arousing suspicion among users.

As a living person...which camp does he belong to?

Hiding in the dark, it's probably not a good bird.

Sure enough, after seeing the rebel leader being shocked by Guo Zi with a thunder whip, his whole body was shaking and he was paralyzed, and he lost the power to resist, that figure began to move.

He roared down from the roof, stretched out his hands and slapped the rebel leader on the head.

At the same time, Wang Yunxiao also decisively pulled the trigger.

(End of this chapter)