Britannia.

Langdon.

Palace.

Gate.

There was enough of a company of troops to hold there.

Every soldier has a blue armband on his arm.

Blues!

One of the troops of the military combat exercises.

The 1st Special Operations Division of the Army in reality.

Squeak!

A Wolf military jeep was parked in front of the fortifications at the entrance.

The two soldiers guarding the fortifications came over and saluted casually.

"Sir, please show me your credentials!" said one of the soldiers.

Syllable!

A big ear scraper sounded.

"Salute me again now!you damned minor!Didn't your commander teach you how to salute?!" The major who came down from the military jeep looked coldly at the other soldier as he put his gloves back on:

"And you!bastard!Hats are neatly on! Only the bravest soldier in the army can wear his hat crooked!Not you, damned private!"

Swish!

Swish!

The privates and privates immediately stood up and saluted like springs, respectfully.

"Okay! Get out of the way for me now, you two chicks in heat! I hope you don't me off, or I'll give you a taste of the power of the Mauser!" the major officer waved his hand, "Get out!"

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

The young major officer walked forward with his head held high.

At his side, closely followed by a soldier with a bloodied face.

The several lieutenant-level officers who were in charge of guarding the fortifications of the palace gate had naturally seen everything that was happening in front of them.

But!

Apparently, no one wants to come forward and cause a fuss.

No doubt!

In a hierarchical army, positions and ranks represent power, and if combined with fists, it is easy to crush almost everyone with low rank and rank.

Especially the 1st Special Operations Division of the Army of Great Britain!

This martial arts unit is several times larger than ordinary divisions, even larger than ordinary armies, and its equipment is even more advanced and sophisticated.

In this unit, there is an unwritten rule for promotion.

In order for a military member to be promoted to a higher position, there is a goal that must be met on the premise of meeting the regular promotion requirements.

It is to defeat all the challengers who are lower than him to be eligible for promotion.

Other words!

In the First Special Operations Division of the Army, the higher the position, the stronger the combat power, and the higher the rank, the deeper the martial arts realm.

Under such circumstances, low-ranking officers and soldiers will never be idle to provoke those commanders with high military rank and strong combat effectiveness.

Of course!

There is one exception!

That is to sincerely want to find death!

Or!

Commit suicide this way!

Nima!

Not to mention a major officer, even if a non-commissioned officer slaps a private to death, it's a piece of cake!

Moreover!

The 1st Special Operations Division of the Army also has its own division rules:

Feel free to challenge high-ranking officers!

The matter of life and death is not responsible for the destiny of each other!

Swish!

Whew!

Whew!

More than a hundred soldiers watched the major and officer go away, but none of them dared to say a word more.

It's just that......

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the eyes of one of the lieutenants at the scene.

Fack!

Is a major powerful?

A flagrant violation of military discipline!

Why can't I cure you?

Right!

I really can't cure you!

But!

Someone must be able to clean you up!

Thinking of this, the lieutenant said something to the side, and suddenly, a burst of laughter spread.

It was as if they had suddenly seen the funniest thing in the world.

The major officer incarnated by Huang Tian, and the small soldier pretended to be Prince Pierce, naturally did not have time to pay attention to the laughter behind him, but walked in quickly.

Prince Pierce's face was bloodied, but he couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes.

Huang Tian walked with a big grin, but his hands had already taken off his gloves and threw them aside.

"Stop!" came a loud shout.

Inside the gate of the palace, two major officers and three captain officers looked at Huang Tian and Prince Pierce coldly.

Well?

Huang Tian frowned and stopped.

"What's the matter?!" a major officer, who was about 1.95 meters tall, asked coldly.

"Urgent military affairs!" Huang Tian's mouth curled, "Report the battle situation!"

"To whom?" the tall and sturdy major officer was stunned, "Why don't you report directly to your commander?"

"Top secret intelligence!" Huang Tian smiled slightly, "I can only report to the division commander!"

"What? Report to the division commander? You are reporting to a higher level!" Another short, thin major officer looked puzzled, "Which regiment are you from? Why haven't I seen you!"

"Does this matter?" Huang Tian shook his head, "I don't seem to have seen you either!"

"Show me your ID!" the tall and strong major officer smiled coldly, "I don't seem to have seen you either!"

Crash!

The three captains brushed their automatic rifles in unison.

The two majors also put their hands on the pistol holsters.

Wow!

Rushing!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Thirty or forty meters away, outside the gate of the palace, more than 50 officers and soldiers stood in a row with loaded guns and ammunition, staring inside in a daze.

Their eyes were filled with a complex color of excitement, excitement, mockery, ridicule, contempt, and contempt.

If it weren't for the military discipline, it is estimated that they would have been loud and sarcastic at this moment.

No doubt!

As soon as the order is reached, they will all rush in!

Shoot the major officer who broke in from them just now, who was very arrogant, into a hornet's nest!

"Documents?" Huang Tian smiled, then raised his right fist, "You mean this?"

Swish!

Huang Tian moved!

And!

Move a lot!

Light as a butterfly!

Swift as a tiger!

Click!

Click!

Click!

Ahhh

Ahhh

The three captains flew out with a loud sound, and then fell into the distance, unable to get up again.

The right hands of the two major officers, who had just raised their guns, were all broken, and their knees were all shattered and they fell to their knees.

Their eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.

Rumble!

The soldiers outside the palace gates all opened their mouths wide as if they were completely petrified.

Especially the lieutenant officer who led the team, looking at Huang Tian's gaze, was full of unparalleled fear and shock.

Moreover!

He was glad that he hadn't provoked the evil god in front of him just now!

Otherwise, he would have turned into a lump of meat by now!

To know!

Every captain officer of the Army's 1st Special Operations Division represents extremely powerful combat effectiveness, and pinching a lieutenant officer like him to death is as simple as crushing an ant to death.

But!

Right now!

That evil god abolished three captains and officers in an instant, and it seemed 250 times easier than swatting a mosquito to death!

Fack!

Even those two major officers whose combat effectiveness was unimaginably strong didn't have the slightest strength to resist in front of this evil god of the same level!

"What? Why are you looking at me like this?" Huang Tian raised the corners of his mouth and raised his right fist again, "Is my certificate fake?"

(End of chapter)