Just like the Shinto monk Bai Yang met in Hongyan Mountain, the blood-patterned sword tore through the rockets, and the rockets exploded in the air, sending shrapnel flying in all directions. They were about twenty meters apart, and Bai Yang was prepared, so nothing happened.

"Again!"?

Raising his eyebrows, Bai Yang 'saw' five more rockets flying towards him in his mind.

While speechless, the blood-patterned sword flew out again, following the same pattern, tearing several rockets into pieces in the air.

"Sir, I don't know why, but our rocket exploded before it could get close to the opponent. It shouldn't have been able to kill the target."

The guy holding the tablet looked at the big officer with a cold sweat and said.

"Shet, damn it, keep going!"

The officer was so angry that he cursed loudly.

"Passive defense is not my style"

Bai Yang rolled on the ground, threw away the sniper rifle, held the machine gun in his hand, and fired in that direction. His mind was running at a high speed, and he quickly analyzed the pictures captured by his eyes in his mind to determine the location of the enemy, and adjusted the muzzle slightly.

, ensuring that every bullet can kill one person!

Bang bang bang...

Puff puff……
Chapter completed!