"Shua, Shua, Shua..."
Like eight arrows, peregrine falcon has been shot to the sky, the blink of an eye is an acceleration, into lightning, disappeared in the sky blink of an eye, went straight to the blue said intercept point.
Just then, a mountain forest near the river.
"Boom, Boom, boom..."
A 40-or 50-meter-long behemoth, like a hill, hurtling across the landscape.
"Fire, fire."
Again and again, from the sky above the warplanes, has been shot out of countless missiles.
Just make emperor crocodile headache is, these guys actually quite far away from him, just stuck in his attack distance.
And, more importantly, the missiles aren't meant to kill it, more to slow it down.
Although now the emperor crocodile, can body anti-shell, but watching the fall to the mountains, is splashed with a piece of ice fog, or ignite a piece of fire special missile, its pupil is also slightly shrink.
The power of the missile, to him, was not terrible.
But if these particular missiles were to fall on it en masse, there would be no guarantee of the consequences.
Because he heard the tree said: 'Human Weapons in the pursuit of lethality, but also more targeted. So, never rely on their own strong defense, to challenge that terrible race
To do this, the crocodile had to choose another way.
With a trot, the alligator's body didn't move. It moved its thick tail.
The original is a huge tail in front of the beast like a whip, like a blur of yellow shadow across...
There was a loud boom, and a small hill was blown out.
Then, in the eyes of a pilot speechless, the mountains into numerous small stones again, like a storm shot to the sky in general,
"Boom, Boom, boom..."
One by one, the sky explodes with fireworks.
.....
"Damn, I feel like this guy is as smart as a human being."
One of the pilots was also frustrated.
As the guy who had been fighting the alligator for half an hour, he had discovered a very scary fact.
The emperor crocodile was very specific about how he would respond to a human attack and would never let a missile fall on him.
So far, they've fired hundreds of missiles.
None of them have actually hit the Gator.
The crocodile was a mountain, a sitting duck.
Even so, they're hard to hit, and even when they're used to track missiles, the Gator explodes in an off-the-wall way just as it's about to hit.
Quick,
It's incredibly fast.
Suddenly broke out, a tail has been mercilessly jilted in the pursuit of the missile, but not the missile explosion, was already whipped off.
Emmmm...
10,000 grass horses in my heart.
The pilots are bitter too.
Fortunately, their task this time was simple.
To hold off this prehistoric giant and wait for the troops, even the extraordinary troops, to come to their aid.
One of the pilots took a deep breath at the sight of the speeding troops and said gravely:
"Keep up three more rounds of bombing and try to get the prehistoric crocodile to the bottom of the hill where we'll have troops."
"Yes."
With a chorus of responses from the earpieces, the planes changed formations and began a new round of bombing.
And this time, they have a big gift for the prehistoric giants.
Musculoskeletal bombs -- chemical weapons that remotely detonate as they approach a target, turning it into a dense fog that envelops the target and stiffens its muscles.
It's not the latest weapon, but it's the most effective in the human arsenal, so far judged to be effective against this prehistoric giant.
And one expert said: 'If you have enough of them, you can turn this prehistoric crocodile into a frozen hill in a very short time. '
That is, of course, if there are enough of them, but who knows how many are needed?
The pilot looked at his ammunition stockpile and shook his head.
"Let's give it a try."
With that, he looked at the black spot 1,000 meters below, his eyes were also cold.
"Go to Hell."
Accompanied by a roar, several muscle hardening bomb is already down, and then a dive, like an arrow away from the string has been rushed toward the emperor crocodile.
....
Unaware of the crisis, the crocodile still gallops along, pausing occasionally to blow up a small hill in response to a barrage of missiles.
However, at this time, in his pupil a contraction, several missiles were around him exploded, the spirit of the turn, toward his head flying overhead.
"What is this?"
The instinctive vigilance of the heart can last a moment.
"Boom, Boom, boom..."
With a loud bang, the missile is in the emperor crocodile stunned eyes of the explosion, and then into a fog of strange things in general, to his narrow and wrapped.
Too late to dodge, or not to dodge.
The little body of the emperor crocodile was already wrapped in the thick fog.
However, also at this time, the emperor crocodile heart just mercilessly sink.
Paralysis...
As if paralyzed, his small body was temporarily out of control.
And in a moment,
"Boom, Boom, boom..."
Several missiles had already hit his body, sending up mushroom-shaped fireworks.
"Effective, effective."
"Indeed, go on, Go On..."
The sounds of surprise echoed through the plane's earpieces, and dozens of pilots became excited.
....
What they didn't see, however, was eight peregrine falcons in the distance, their eyes red at the sight of an alligator submerged in artillery fire.
Even if the size changed, even if the breath was stronger.
But the familiar smell does not change.
Four elder brothers, they are the closest partner, unexpectedly in their eyes, by these human attack.
"Sing, sing, sing..."
Sound after sound of high-pitched sound, eight peregrine falcon has been accelerated again.
Among them, the boss, the second around is set off a storm.
"Shush, Shush, Shush..."
It's like tearing apart the atmosphere, faster than any human being could ever understand.
It was then that the faces of the millions of people at the PSI directorate changed.
"How is that possible?"
In the incredible exclamation, one by one monitors are gaping at the distance from the battlefield, the rapid rise of psychic fluctuations.
Eight,
full Eight, the highest peak power is actually up to 9,000 huge, even if there are as many as 8,000 low.
But that wasn't the point.
Most importantly, what the hell is this speed?
Everyone was dumbfounded by the flashing red dots on the screen.
But then, as if on cue, someone shouted out urgently:
"Quick, quick, alert the Air Force. Unknown birds of prey approaching."
"Go, go, go.".