Below the rotorcraft, there are nearly a hundred soldiers holding sabers or thermal weapons. Their figures are upright and their eyes are resolute.
"I, Tiger Shark, have always been on the same page with you, are we going to quarrel with each other today?" On the east bank of the stream, a figure holding a gray war blade sneered, but in his words he didn't take the people in front of him seriously at all.
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"Tsk, are you also interested in the people in our hands? But I'm sorry, they are too fragile, and every move you make may kill them."
"The Shangnan military who killed civilians... is really admirable."
Several figures stood by the river with their arms folded, looking at the constructs and sneers as usual.
"I am Lieutenant Colonel Shao Cheng of the Shangnan Army."
"I am Lieutenant Colonel Huang Jie."
"Now I ask you to put down your weapons, release the hostages, and raise your hands to surrender."
"Some of your resistance is in vain."
A Ranger mecha covered in camouflage paint jumped onto a raised mound twenty meters high and spoke coldly to the front.
At this moment, at least more than ten red light spots were superimposed on the eyebrows of several wasteland warriors from the Tiger Shark Club.
"Two lieutenant colonels?"
"More than a dozen snipers... Haha, I'm so scared." The man in the first place on the east bank of the river twirled the sword in his hand, paying no attention to those laser sight lines.
"This is not a safe zone, this is a deep fog zone."
"The rules of the Free City, you have no right to participate in matters outside the city."
"I am Zhuo Ming, the wasteland warrior of the Tiger Shark Society. Let me say it for the last time. You two lieutenant colonels had better get out of the way, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety?" A strange smile appeared on Zhuo Ming's face.
Lieutenant Colonel Huang Jie controlled a fighter mecha with dual sabers. He stood on the other side of the river, looking at Zhuo Ming from afar.
"Of course we know the rules of Liberty City. We will not take the initiative to attack you, provided that you will not attack me. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee your safety."
"I stress again, put down the hostages in your hands."
While speaking, the saber in Huang Jie's hand burst out with electric light, and a chilling atmosphere arose among the team.
When Zhuo Ming heard this, he casually looked back behind him.
A thin middle-aged man was surrounded by four people behind him. His whole body was covered in blood, and the blood he coughed up from time to time dyed his Tang suit red.
"Drop the hostages?"
"That's not okay. Do you think I'm holding these people hostage for myself?" The scene from the previous phone call flashed through Zhuo Ming's mind. Commander Wu's cheek appeared in the light curtain, accompanied by a dull transaction application.
He doesn't know what Wu Duo's situation is now, and no one knows either.
The fog blocked not only the communications of Shang Nan's military, but also the communications of the Tiger Shark Society.
Zhuo Ming heard about the deal. He was ready to complete the deal, but he was not prepared to do what Lu Ze said.
Being able to restrict Wu Duo's existence is naturally not something he can contend with.
But it was obvious that the other party proposed a deal.
Generally speaking, the object of the transaction is often the person the other party cares about the most.
Therefore, Zhuo Ming planned to place the hostages of the Lin family in Heishui Street in a hidden place.
Mist is the home and destination of wasteland warriors.
As long as he holds the hostage in his hand and has the natural advantage of the fog, no one can pose a fatal threat to him.
Tiger Shark has always been a threat to others, when will it be someone else's turn to ride on Tiger Shark's head?
However, what Zhuo Ming never figured out was.
Why was he still discovered after he hung up the communication and started to quietly transfer the route?
And they happened to meet each other while preparing to cross the river.
Behind this seemingly accidental thing, there is often the biggest coincidence!
So now, no matter who figures out his intentions, he must get rid of these guys from Shangnan Base in front of him as soon as possible.
…
Zhuo Ming's subtle movement of looking back calmly was seen by the dying man in Tang suit.
His eyelids drooped, and he clenched his fists, then released them.
"Uncle Zhi, do you think they will let him go?"
Hearing the inquiry from the twenty-year-old young man beside him, Chang Zhi said nothing, sighed softly, and raised his gaze again to look at this extremely outstanding junior.
This is the adopted son he brought up since he was a child. He has already achieved the strength of a 5-star combat master when he was just twenty years old. He has wholeheartedly trained this child as his successor.
only……
[I still have too little experience.]
Chang Zhi coughed up another stream of blood. He stared at his adopted son, shook his head calmly, then silently looked into the distance, and gently raised his neck at a slight angle.
Chang Zhi clearly conveyed a meaning.
【Wait for a while, then run out with all your strength.】
The young man's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.
There is clearly a heavily armed Shangnan military combat team ahead.
【Why!】
The adopted son responded to the question with eyes in disbelief.
Why?
Chang Zhi had a helpless smile on his face. He was not careless, and he tried his best.
Only when you actually fight against these inhuman monsters will you understand why.
As a 6-star warrior, every punch he throws is like a small rocket exploding. When it lands on a boulder, it will be torn apart instantly. However, when it hits an ordinary wasteland warrior, it only leaves the opponent's punched area.
A medium-sized punch mark appears, causing the opponent to take two steps back, that's all.
As for the genetic warriors headed by Zhuo Ming, it was Chang Zhi who truly felt his own insignificance.
The hot weapons hit those people's skin...
It only left a white mark.
More often than not, the barrage swept away, and even the tail of the shadow could not be touched, and the person who fired had his neck broken.
The caravan guards all wore armor that could withstand 7mm caliber bullets, but in front of the warriors led by Zhuo Ming, they were like paper.
A palm stabbed out, including the armor and the person, piercing them all.
The instantaneous speed can easily exceed 80 meters/second, and the terrifying punching force can easily exceed 20 tons.
Those gray broken war blades can cut off heavy trucks with just a wave of your hand.
He also saw a grand scene that he had never seen in his life.
Zhuo Ming slashed into a phantom in front of him with a single sword, and large pieces of metal bullets were cut neatly into two halves and scattered in front of him.
To be honest, among the 7-star generals he has seen in his life, there has never been one as invincible as Zhuo Ming.
A terrible suspicion even emerged in my mind from the beginning.
That means Zhuo Ming has been promoted to the 8-star Gale... Although Chang Zhi doesn't know what the real 8-star looks like, he can only imagine that.
By the way, there is more.
There are five more perverts like Zhuo Ming...
…
During the confrontation, a soldier in armor ran to Lieutenant Colonel Shao Cheng and whispered in his ear.
"I see."
Shao Cheng raised his head with cold eyes.
He received the reminder that Zheng Xu relayed to Lu Ze.
Don't act rashly?
He is a majestic 7-star warrior, with enough military power to annihilate the 7-star behemoth, but he still stands still in the face of the mob.