The army pushing forward was unstoppable.
Just when Shen Cong thought they would complete the attack smoothly, something unexpected happened.
The headquarters of three Death Eater organizations were bombed, but the senior Death Eaters relied on shark skin and other equipment to avoid the attack. Only a group of lower-level Death Eater cannon fodder died in the bombing.
Immediately after, the high-level officials of the Dead Eaters began to fight back. Their special weapon, the Beech, had been destroyed in the explosion, so they could only bite the bullet and directly attack the troops in the war zone.
This group of high-ranking people who eat the dead were injected with stimulants one after another, and their combat effectiveness soared.
Coupled with the desperate efforts, the well-prepared military troops were beaten back step by step. If it weren't for the fact that the hot weapons and equipment were superior to those of the dead eaters, it might have been a simple retreat, but a rout.
But the situation continues to get worse.
What frightens the military is that among them are several high-ranking Death Eaters, who are like humanoid killing machines. Their bodies are invulnerable and they are fearless of death. Almost no golden man can stop them. But the most terrifying thing is the one that poured out of the New Hope Laboratory.
It only eats the dead, and its combat power is not far from that of a humanoid killing machine.
The leader, a death eater, was wearing a white coat and was as fast as lightning, so the camera couldn't keep up with him.
Shen Cong looked at the live video and was very curious about this death eater: "It's so fast and kills people very neatly. It seems that the level of evolution is not inferior to mine... How could there be such a powerful death eater?"
?Even if it is injected with stimulants, it is still exaggerated enough!"
"And he's still wearing a white coat..." Shen Cong said, showing the notebook to Zhao Zilong, "Do you know this death eater?"
When Zhao Zilong waited for the white coat to stop and kill, he suddenly exclaimed: "It's my dad!"
This scary white coat is Zhao Yang from New Hope Laboratory.
A genius and mad scientist.
The creator of the Death Eaters.
Shen Cong is the target of this trip.
The commander's call came from the intercom: "Colonel Hu, please support me. The high-ranking officer in the white coat and the surrounding Death Eaters are too fast, and our soldiers cannot keep up with their speed!"
Shen Cong turned around and glanced at Zhao Zilong: "You and Lao Wei go to the chemical fiber farm and wait for me."
"Okay." Zhao Zilong and Lao Wei immediately drove to the chemical fiber farm.
Shen Cong turned around and gave another order to the four-legged dragon: "Xiao Si, guard the Vajra. No one is allowed to approach. Anyone who violates it will be killed without mercy."
After everything was ready, Shen Cong answered the intercom: "I understand."
The bouncing rocker gathered strength and prepared, and Shen Cong suddenly rushed into the smoke-filled Yizheng City. At this time, Yizheng City was already shaking under the gunfire, and dead people could be seen everywhere, including death eaters, golden men in war zones, and ordinary people in ragged clothes.
.In this case, there is no concept of "harming innocent people".
From the moment the missile launch was ordered, all targets in Yizheng City were under the military's permission to kill, even Zhao Yang.
War is not playing house, and there is no such thing as mercy.
Shen Cong, who was running and jumping at high speed, glanced over everything. He saw that in the smoke, sin was permeating the air and filth was blooming. There was a death eater who was busy raping ordinary women, biting open them while shaking his body.
The skinny woman's neck beneath her body was filled with blood.
The dead eater had a piece of meat in his mouth and was still laughing loudly.
In this world, it is easy to do bad things...
Pfft.
Shen Cong directly chose the foothold on the head of the dead eater, and the bouncing swing instantly crushed the head of the dead eater and the head of the woman beneath him.
Shen Cong had long been numb to murder, not because of anger, but because he didn't want to dirty his eyes.
"Don't let this world pollute you."
Bang!
The huge elastic force returned by the bouncing rock turned into the driving force to run forward. Directly in front of him was a senior executive of the Death Eater, waving a dark silver stick, chasing a golden warrior.
The golden warrior was about to be smashed into pulp by the top brass of the Death Eaters.
At this moment, he closed his eyes nervously, grabbed a pendant on his chest, and suddenly felt at ease. With a smile on his face, he said silently: "Xiaocui, good wife, give birth to a fat and white boy for me. Let him My surname is Wang...Baby, it’s a pity that daddy can’t see you.”
Poof!
Poof!
Shen Cong fell from the sky, and the Overlord's sword was like the scythe of the god of death. In the past, when he faced the top executives of the Death Eaters who had been drugged with stimulants, it would have taken a lot of effort to kill them in a short time. Now with only one and a half strength, he could almost lift the knife and drop it in a row. The shark skin from the dead eater was cut into two halves.
After hacking to death the senior executive of the Death Eater, Shen Cong kept walking, looking for the next target, and slowly moved towards Zhao Yang's location.
The dust thrown up by the bouncing stilt was like a shroud, burying the upper echelon of the dead eater and the golden warrior whose head was smashed with a big stick and holding a pendant, covered with a layer of loess mixed with gunpowder smoke.
…
Zhao Yang was wearing a white coat. Under the white coat was thick shark skin. His speed allowed him to easily dodge bullets. Even artillery could not lock on to him.
A sniper fired, but he caught the bullet with one hand.
When a weapon with corrosive properties attacks, Zhao Yang can either avoid it calmly or rely on the high-quality shark skin on his body to block it.
Zhao Yang on the battlefield is an unsolvable existence.
In the frontline command vehicle, several high-level commanders looked at several large screens with ugly expressions. On the screen, Zhao Yang and several senior Death Eaters could almost take away a Jin soldier with every attack.
Colonel Han Shoucheng, Chief of Staff of the 12th Army, said gloomily: "The way of fighting has been completely changed. The strength of individual combat effectiveness exceeds the limit of thermal weapons. We must find a way, otherwise at least half of the elite soldiers brought this time will be killed. And we may not be able to capture Zhao Yang."
"Our super soldier plan should also be launched!"
"The super warrior's thirst cannot be quenched by water from afar. How to fight this battle now? We have to use Zhang Cheng. We cannot let the warriors sacrifice in vain. We can't afford it!"
"Artillery, snipers, and special weapons are all ineffective... We have never fought against such a high-end human combat force, and we still use the same method to deal with golden beasts. This is a major decision-making mistake!"
"There is no other way. In order to avoid suspicion among the cannibals, our battle preparations were too hasty."
"Now is not the time to shirk responsibility. Everyone, think about how to deal with it!"
"How about we withdraw first and then fire another round of missiles?"
"The problem is that the missiles can't kill the high-ranking Death Eaters who are willing to avoid them. The shark skin they wear can intercept thermal weapons with almost no damage."
Just when the senior commanders were at a loss what to do, a new picture was switched on the big screen.
It was Shen Cong who had just joined the war.
I saw that Shen Cong's speed was as fast as lightning, no slower than Zhao Yang in the white coat. Every time he attacked, he simply raised the knife and dropped it. One of the murderous Death Eaters would definitely die.
In the next screen.
A death eater who killed about five or six Jin warriors swung a big stick and smashed the head of another Jin warrior. The Jin warrior closed his eyes and smiled to welcome death, and struck hard. Facing death calmly in the hearts of high-level commanders is the moment when human nature shines brightest.
However, the senior executive of the Death Eater had just killed the Jin warrior. A figure flashed past, and the senior Death Eater was chopped into two pieces.
It was Shen Cong who took action.
"Okay!" Han Shoucheng and others couldn't help shouting and applauding.
"Death eaters are great, we also have super soldiers!"
"Yes, how could we forget Colonel Hu? Colonel Hu is capable of killing large golden beasts alone, and he also brings a large golden beast as a battle pet."
"Quickly order, let all the Jin people pay attention to involving the senior management of the Death Eater, and create an opportunity for Colonel Hu!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!