So far, so good. This is what Su Ming judged, and this is indeed the portrayal of reality. Although for the second-generation adaptors who are on the battlefield for the first time, it does seem a bit embarrassing to face the tide of alienated species, including the only highly adaptable Ran Xiaoyue among this group of few newbies. But overall, most of the special operations team is composed of first-generation adaptors. As the backbone of the team, they can survive a large-scale racial war like the Six-City Defense War. Faced with such a small scene, it is still With ease. The abilities of more than a dozen offensive bite adaptors overlapped and cleared a large area around the entire assault boat. Especially with Huang Quan's ability, almost no one could break through his whirlwind blockade. , everything seems to be developing in a good direction. The spread of wind brought some thin information to Huangquan. Although it was not as comprehensive as the perceptual adaptors, it was enough for him to judge that the trip was already halfway. Turning back to look at the condition of the team members, his eyes did not stay on Su Ming for one more second. He paid more attention to the second generation of adaptors. As the captain, he had the obligation to protect these children. Many of them were brought back. "Keep on holding on! You'll be able to get through this wave of crows soon!" During the intense and busy battle, he took the time to say a few words of encouragement. He is not good at words, so he can only use this goal that is similar to hope to bring some motivation to the team members. Huang Quan is right, if we continue to move at this speed. It almost takes less than two minutes to pass through the Crow Tide¡ªbut only if there is that big guy at the top. If you can still be as obedient as you are now. Su Ming raised his head and looked in the direction above his head. Although his sight could not see more of the situation through the layers of dark crows, it was not too difficult for him to "see" according to his ability. This is exactly why he wanted to follow him out. He lowered his head. His eyes scanned the situation on the field. Regarding the current situation, he was not as optimistic as Huang Quan. The black mist falling from the Dark Crow. The adaptors have been put through a lot of hardships, not only in terms of physical exertion, but also in the face of virus-like erosion, even with the powerful self-healing ability of the Phage adaptors. There is no way to be too nonchalant. at this point. It can be seen from the rapid breathing. Fighting in a short period of time should be a common occurrence for those who are accustomed to high-intensity training and combat. It is not a matter of breathing quickly just because of the consumption of just a few minutes. Normal things. The movements began to slow down, not as sharp as at the beginning, even. Su Ming saw some glistening beads of sweat on Ran Xiaoyue's forehead. The fair face was also stained with a layer of black air. ?? Constantly strive to do better. With such a goal, she is the one who consumes the most, and her rapid breathing makes her inhale more poisonous mist. Although it is not fatal in a short period of time, just affecting the battle is enough to be fatal. After all, she still didn¡¯t have much experience and didn¡¯t know how to control the rhythm of the physical work of fighting. This made Su Ming help her kill as many crows as possible to reduce her burden, just like that. If he loses it, his big business will be ruined. If everyone is in this state and faces the big guy above their heads, the outcome of the battle will be really worrying. The assault boat continued to move forward at an efficient speed for a while, as if to deny that Su Ming's considerations were unnecessary. It was as stable as before, and nothing happened. As long as you persist and can break through this wave of dark crows, even if you catch up and slow down the opponent with a sniper attack from the front, in terms of difficulty, it will be much easier than a strong attack in the face of a heavy siege. But this optimistic attitude did not last until the end, and there was still time to relax a little. A hoarse to a bit rough sound, more like a ghost cry than a cry, started from top to bottom, penetrated in an instant, and was accurately transmitted to the ears of every adaptor. The rippling sound waves are extremely penetrating, even to non-combatants in the cabin. The voice was particularly unpleasant, so loud that it was a bit harsh. People with a slightly weaker adaptation rate and insufficient evolution even showed a look of pain. Just in such a daze, Yin Tianluo had a streak of color on his arm, with a hint of black. The blood flowed out from the wound in a "pop" manner.?. "What the hell¡ª¡ª" After being shocked and even more annoyed, he raised his head in the direction of the source of the sound and forgot about it, and cursed angrily. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, maybe because they don¡¯t understand what such a terrifying cry represents, so he can still maintain this calmness, but unlike his Huang Quan, his face suddenly turned completely dark. This sound wave did not cause him any trouble, but the information transmitted undoubtedly made it worse. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? is a racial dominance unique to alienated species. As an adaptor, I can't accurately translate its meaning, but it is probably to convey instructions. Then, in their sight, the Crow Tide, which had become a bit messy due to the impact of the adaptors, started a new round of rhythm in a very short period of time. Rather than rushing forward with the same momentum as before, the Dark Crows who had successfully bypassed the assault boat, tilted and flapped their wings twice in the air, turned around, and flew towards the assault boat again. And this time, it didn¡¯t stupidly bump into it again. Instead, after circling for a while, it circled tightly around the assault boat and started spinning. Judging from the neat formation, it was a spectacle. Not only that, the formation of the Dark Crows flying at high speed, as if someone had deliberately planned it from a distance, formed a perfect circular cone shape, tightly wrapping the assault boat, which was extremely small for the entire group. Among them. The area in front of the assault boat rushed towards the crowd in Class A even more crazily. From top to bottom, it seemed that there was a uniform target, and the density was much greater than before. However, these are not the main points. What really deserves Su Ming's attention is the huge empty space directly above the rounded platform - a place shrouded in black mist, completely hazy and pitch black. Even the moon that should be in the night sky cannot be seen at all. ??????????In order to completely block the sky without any dark clouds, how much volume does it need to measure based on normal human vision? What's more, the distance between the big guy above their heads and them is definitely not short. Even if the regular form of alienated species increases in size due to the fusion transformation of the Phage, this situation is completely understandable, but humanoid alienated species are still transformed from humans after all, and no matter how much they expand, they will only be five or six times larger at most. That's all, it's still acceptable. But alienated species with unconventional forms are not restricted by these conditions at all. Judging from the guy above his head, if the Kunpeng creature mentioned in the myth really existed, then Su Ming felt that the guy in front of him must be a variant of Kunpeng. The big one is a bit exaggerated! Just the spread of its wings is enough to exceed a hundred meters in width, completely covering the night sky. There are almost no traces of feathers on the withered wings. The withered fleshy wings are like the wings of a demon, looking a bit ferocious. The open, at least ten-meter-long beak was covered in blood and rotten meat, and its entire body was pitch black, almost completely blending into the horror in the dark night. The blood-colored mist lingered around it, and the solid color was a little black, and as it breathed, a lot of blood was poured out. A pair of big green eyes, almost as big as a human being, were floating at the top, staring ferociously below. To it, it was just a little person the size of an ant. There was even a hint of emotion in its eyes. Some disdain. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!