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Several other black men rushed out of the sea with their extraordinary swimming skills.
But the rubber boat had been washed out by the waves for thousands of meters, and they swam towards the rubber boat desperately.
When the blacks went to swim onto the rubber boats, they were almost exhausted, and a cheer of rescue had just been sent.
A rain of bullets poured over from the long-range machine gun on the ship, smashing the rubber boat to pieces.
Several black men floated on the water with blood all over their bodies, instantly dyeing a large area of sea water red.
The few black men who were still alive were exhausted, and their hands were slapped on the water surface with difficulty, making desperate wails.
They raised their heads and tried to expose their faces to the water.
In the end, only round and rapid breathing mouths were left on the water...
They were wailing and asking for help.
However, the Atlantic Ocean cannot hear, the blue sky cannot hear, and the floating clouds cannot hear.
Soon, three more black men sank into the bottom of the sea...
After a while, their bodies floated above the sea.
They seemed to be asleep, with calm eyes.
The wind blew, and the terrifying seagulls flew past the sea, and they couldn't wake them up.
The "New World" transport fleet continued to dump garbage without anyone else, as if it was not concerned about the life and death of these ants.
Grandpa Simba didn't care about crying, hugged Bablu, covered in blood, and swam desperately towards the beach with the remaining three soldiers.
All they can do is to kill an opponent's crew member, but the cost is several times or dozens of times the casualties...
However, in Grandpa Simba's opinion, no matter how many casualties or injuries are, he must not fight or resist.
In the face of aggression and humiliation, one must fight.
This is the attitude that a nation and a country, even a backward country, is deeply trapped in suffering and despair.
On the ship, a gunner controlled the heavy artillery and was about to shoot the shells.
Disson raised his hand to stop him and said with a cruel grin:
"Don't cum, give them hope, and let hope be shattered, so that they can feel more painful..."
When Simba and his team swam to a nautical mile from the coast.
They were so tired that they almost fainted, but the distant beach allowed them to see hope for victory.
Simba slashed his arm desperately while roaring and encouraging Babru: "Child, don't fall asleep!"
"Only by living can we have hope of fighting again and protect our suffering motherland again!"
Bablu's shoulder blades were pierced by bullets, revealing white bones and blood flowing.
"Grandpa, didn't you say that in Sodoni there is a god named Taichu who will always protect us?"
Bablu said in tears with weak breath.
"Taichu! Where are you?"
Simba was speechless and held his grandson and shouted to the sky.
Bang bang bang bang!
On the ship.
Several shells cut through the sky and dragged their long tails towards Simba and the others.
"Castball..."
Simba and many shores, the black men in the sea looked at the shells shooting, and their eyes showed deep despair.
"Haha, ants, insects..."
Colonel Disson stood on the watchtower, holding a telescope, and enjoying the scene of the ants being crushed.
At this moment, a black light flashed in the horizon and disappeared.
Next moment, bang!
A golden light shield was like a huge umbrella spreading open, covering an area of hundreds of meters, blocking all eight shells.
Seeing this scene, Colonel Disson couldn't help but be shocked, his eyes hanging out: "What is this?"
Everyone was shocked to see it.
A tall and majestic figure was standing on a wide black sword, floating in the air.
This man held up a huge light shield with one hand, supported the heaven and earth, and blocked the cannon fire in the sky.
Under the light shield, there were the desperate and pale faces of Simba and Babru.
"Go to die!"
Jiang Tian raised his sword eyebrows and waved his hand casually.
Seven or eight shells suddenly turned around and shot towards the Black Skeleton Cruiser.
"Close-defense gun! Start!"
Colonel Disson's face changed wildly, and he screamed strangely, almost not scared to pee on the spot.
He has participated in almost all local wars launched by France in the past twenty years.
He has seen too many big scenes, and he can be said to be a ruthless man who came out of the cannon fire in the sky, and his psychological quality is absolutely first-class.
In the international mercenary world, he has the reputation of "butcher".
But at this moment, he was so scared that all the dead were emitting their souls!
He had never seen such magical powers. With a wave of his hand, he could make the shells fly backwards, just like a god.
The ship is equipped with a Dutch-made "goalkeeper" 6-barrel 30mm close-defense gun.
Gaji! With a sound, the 6-meter-long gun barrel turned rapidly.
Bang bang bang bang!
The dense sound of cannons cannot be emitted, and the shells with small radish heads were almost sprayed out from the end.
Thousands of shells intertwined into an airtight firepower net, instantly exploding several shells shot by Jiang Tian.
This is a Gatling-style rapid-fire gun equipped with a wide-band tracking radar and a day-night sighting system, the latter with a laser rangefinder with high accuracy.
Its maximum firing rate is 4,200 rounds per minute, with an effective range of 1,220 meters and a maximum range of 3,660 meters.
After testing, the goalkeeper can destroy a T-62 tank in 2 seconds.
The depleted uranium armor-piercing bombs are very powerful and can penetrate 69 mm thick steel plates at a distance of 500 meters.
At this time, Jiang Tian had waved his hand and rolled up several black men in the water with a soft force.
"You are the god Taichu!"
"The gods have come!"
"The god Taichu bless Sodoni!"
A group of black men looked at Jiang Tian in awe and kowtowed, some kept kowtowing, and some raised their arms and shouted.
Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing fed Bablu a healing pill and applied another external pill to the damaged wound.
"The wound is healed! Oh my God, it has healed!"
They were shocked to see.
The wounds squirmed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It took only ten minutes to become as smooth as before.
"There is Word at the beginning, and I am with God. The Word is God!"
They knelt down and couldn't stand up, with awe-inspiring eyes and pious eyes, and their faces were solemn and praying to Jiang Tian.
Seeing the black skeleton fleet fleeing to the north at full speed, Zhao Xueqing said: "Jiang Tian, you get rid of them, I'll take care of the black people!"
"Wouldn't it be too late to run?"
Jiang Tian snorted coldly, controlled the little black flying sword, and turned into a black stream of lightning, chasing them like thunder and lightning.
...
At this time, after receiving the orders of commander Disson, the entire Black Skeleton mercenaries were already running.
Three carrier-based helicopters took off and hovered, and all kinds of carrier-based artillery were put into alert state.
The soldiers carried heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, and shoulder-mounted bazooka to the back of the bunker and on the deck, entered a state of combat readiness, and became alert.
"Has Sodoni's army attacked us? It's really a jealousy!"
After the bunker, a white soldier named Renault held a thick cigar and raised a sniper rifle. Looking at his comrade-in-arms next to him, he said in surprise:
"They don't have any decent weapons, why are you doing so panic?"
"No, it seems that someone blocked the shell with his bare hands!"
"No, to be precise, someone threw the shells we shot back!"
The soldier next to him looked dissatisfied and trembled.
"What a joke!"
White soldier Renault smiled disdainfully:
"Someone can block the shells and throw them back? Have you read too much Marvel Comics?"
"Yes, you must have read it wrong! This is like a myth!"
"Bastard! This kid just wants to scare us. But I haven't seen any big scenes before!"
Several other soldiers stood on the deck locally, laughing, thinking that their comrades were joking and scaring them.
A few people saw the scene just now, but more soldiers didn't see it clearly.
After all, the distance is too far.
Suddenly, rumbling!
Three D-shaped Apache helicopters behind the hall opened fire at the golden light that was flying in.
Six "Sthorn" air-to-air missiles dragged their long tail wings and exploded out!
The 30mm M230 machine gun at the first turret also shot out three steel fire nets and strangled towards the target.
"The war has begun! The enemy has entered the attack area!"
Someone looked very nervous, the bullets were loaded, and the artillery fire was always ready to inspire, looking into the distance.
"Although the 'Sthorn' air-to-air missile cannot attack jet fighters, it is definitely a flash kill against helicopters!"
"Wouldn't this kind of weapon be used to deal with Sodoni's fighter jets to kill chickens with a slaughter?"
But Renault and several soldiers were dismissive, thinking that they were just making a big fuss.
Suddenly, boom!
Six air-to-air missiles exploded in the air.
"The D-type Apache, equipped with the most advanced thermal imaging sight, has a four-fold increase in hit rate than the original model!"
"The new radar can search for 128 targets at the same time, and can intelligently identify 16 most dangerous targets, and then transmit them to teammates' planes!"
"Three helicopters can launch a consistent and accurate attack in 30 seconds!"
"The enemy must have been blown up!"
Just when everyone was cheering for the goal.
Suddenly, a muffled sound sound like a fighter jet breaking through the sound barrier came.
A brilliant golden light appeared in the sky, passing through the smoke and fire light left by the air-to-air missiles and burst into flames.
"What weapon? It's so fast? It probably has to be twice the speed of sound!"
Renault's mouth opened round, and the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground instantly, looking at the golden light in the distance in disbelief.
"When did Sodoni have supersonic fighters? Where can they afford it!"
The mercenaries were shocked and puzzled.
The next moment, under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, the golden light suddenly burst out two black lights, one big and one small, and cut through the sky like a black meteor and penetrated into the three helicopter holes.
Boom boom boom boom!
Three D-shaped Apaches quickly rose but did not dodge.
In the blink of an eye, it seemed like three fireworks exploded in the air.
The black and red flames swirled and swept, and pieces of wreckage fell into the sea with rolling black smoke.
At this time, Jiang Tian was only ten nautical miles away from them and could not see clearly with his naked eyes.
But using a military high-power telescope, it can be seen in a vague way that it is not a fighter jet, but a living person!
"It's really a person!"
"O my God! Is he a Superman?"
Renault and the others were shocked, stunned, and lost, as if they saw evil ghosts in broad daylight.