Dense bullets rained down on the body of the first machine, and the situation of hundreds of rifles firing at the same time had never appeared even in the movie, even if the first machine controlled by the apostle was amazingly defensive, and the bullets could not cause much damage to it, but thousands of impacts still pushed it backwards.

With the help of his soldiers, Franklin roamed around the first plane, and like a snake and scorpion, he was ready to deliver a fatal blow to his prey when it showed a flaw.

His figure is so small compared to the first machine, the huge difference in figure makes all the soldiers pinch a cold sweat when they look at it, it seems that the first machine only needs to step on it, and Franklin will properly turn into a meatloaf.

Franklin naturally knew better than anyone else, so he would not give the apostle such a chance, the first trumpet raised a huge fist, he waited for the moment the fist fell and rushed out, and then took advantage of the exhaustion of his new strength, stepped on his arm two or three times and jumped onto the head of the first trumpet. Even a .5o heavy machine gun could only leave a white mark on the armor of the first machine, but under the bombardment of Franklin's full force, the hard armor began to crack.

The first machine reached out to its head with both hands and grabbed it a few times, but it couldn't catch the nimble Franklin, and at the same time, the siege of the crowd had already made it angry, and it actually crashed directly into the building next to it.

With a crackling crackling sound, the first machine crashed into the concrete-poured office building, and then crashed out of the other end of the building in a splash of debris. The hundred-meter-high building disappeared from the seventh floor down, and a big hole like Tianmen Mountain appeared. But Franklin was still holding on to the horn of the first machine! He roared angrily, wrapped his hands around the horn, and pulled it off, and then he stomped on the head of the first machine, and at the same time stepped it downward, and jumped high with the horn in his arms. Then he turned the thick horn, and the tip of the horn stabbed down with the force of the fall.

"Ahh

And most importantly, on that single horn, there was a light purple light, and it was Franklin who poured all his strength into it, and launched the most direct and dangerous battle with the apostle's soul power inside the first machine.

"Do you hurt too, bastard!" Franklin gritted his teeth, his palm never leaving the unicorn, and only those who had reached enough heights like him and Hill could master the method of completely outputting the soul oracle in the form of energy.

The apostle did feel pain, his soul wrapped around the body of the first machine, and in a way, the first machine was his body at this time, and a steel nail of material pierced into his skull, the pain that pierced his heart was almost unbearable even for him.

"Give it to me! Get out of here!" the apostle's voice suddenly sounded, and a wave of energy that could be seen spread out indiscriminately from the center of the eyebrows of the first machine, and Franklin, who was standing on his head, was in it, a drop of nosebleed slowly slipped down, and it was beyond his limit to withstand the impact of this soul power in this range.

The hands gradually lost their strength, and Franklin's two eyes were blurred,

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Some lost focus, but his fighting instinct remained, and he wrapped his hands around the horns and clasped them together to keep himself from falling.

The first machine was already on a rampage, and it slammed its head into the half-remaining building, trying to smash the annoying bug on its head into slag, even if the horn was even deeper.

The sound of tooth-aching cracking resounded in the sky, huge cracks spread throughout the building, and the steel bars began to break one by one, the designer of this office building thought about various possible situations at the beginning of the design, or a fire or an earthquake, but he did not expect that the building he designed was actually destroyed by a "humanoid" guy.

The building, which had been turned into a "pants" shape, finally could not bear this ravage at all, and the whole thing fell downward, and the whole staircase was still bending, and the entire staircase had broken into several sections, and even the strong first machine was buried alive under the weight of thousands of tons.

"Report, monster and that ...... People were buried together by the collapsed building. "The captain of the soldier reports the battle situation to his superiors, in fact, even if he doesn't talk about it, the top brass of the army already knows this.

The senior leaders of the five theaters have all gathered to start a video conference, and several unmanned reconnaissance planes are hovering over the city, and the extremely high-resolution cameras are all facing the location of the ruins at this time, and then transmit the video back to each leader.

Seeing this situation, the expressions of all the high-level leaders have become extremely serious, although since World War II, the people's soldiers have gone through countless baptisms of various forms of "war", but such a strange thing as today is unimaginable to any high-level person.

"That's ...... Aliens?" I don't know who asked first, but no one answered, and no one knew what was going on.

"Report! He... He's moving again!" the captain's report interrupted all the higher-ups' thoughts, and under their horrified gaze, the mountain-like ruins in the video sent back were actually trembling gently.

Rewind the clock to a few minutes ago.

After the smoke cleared, the Soul Hunters were all stunned, and they watched as the endless debris buried the first machine and Franklin in the ground, and they could clearly see the hard stone smashing against Franklin's solid back, and they saw his determined, indomitable expression.

Whether it was Leng Rui or Bingning, whether it was Wang Ling or the rest of the team members, they didn't know what kind of emotions they should use to face such a result, they knew that the current situation was probably directed by Franklin, and it was impossible for him not to detect the trend of the building toppling, but he still held the horn and never let go.

Since I can't stand up to you with my own strength, let's die together.

Everyone doesn't know if Franklin really died here, where will the soul hunt tomorrow be...

The rubble continued to roll around, and the shadow in the center of the ruins was about to be offered, and after a few violent shakes, a hand suddenly stretched out, and it was the left hand of the first machine!

Hurt so much, he's... Not dead yet!

Another purple bare hand also broke through the ground, and the two huge hands pushed away to both sides, and the slender figure trembled again in front of the world

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"Fire with all your might, ruin him!" a senior slammed down on the table in front of him.

"Wait, that guy from our side hasn't shown up yet. "Objections have been raised.

"Ridiculous, how do you know that it must be on our side? The other one, although he looks like an ordinary person, is definitely not a human being, have you ever seen someone who can jump more than ten meters high?"

"Now is not the time to dwell on who they are," said one of the old men, "for now, these people are helping us, at least for now, we can't attack both sides at the same time." Huh?"

The Apostle was obviously stunned, and it took a while for him to come to his senses, and instead of immediately continuing to attack, he suddenly controlled the first machine to crouch down, smashed into the ruins with a punch, and then came out with an object.

It was Franklin, who had passed out!

His hands and feet hung limply, covered in wounds and bruises, and his whole body was stained red with blood, and he had become a bloody man. He had no hard armor, and when the whole building collapsed, there was no way to avoid it, so he could only use his own flesh and blood to bear the heavy blow of the storm.

As if dissatisfied with his lack of consciousness, the first machine pinched Franklin's leg with two fingers and shook it vigorously a few times.

Franklin woke up in intense pain, and at this moment he was being carried upside down by the first machine, and after being shaken like such a toy, the wounds all over his body were torn even worse, and his bones were almost out of place.

"Is it comfortable?" the apostle's cold voice with a soul impact stimulated Franklin's already somewhat vague consciousness, and his eyes were red with blood, which seemed to be his mouth?

With his head cocked high, his mouth wide open, and two rows of huge teeth glinting with a cold light, he lifted Franklin to his lips.

"Go to hell, no one can stop me, not even you. Then as soon as he let go of his fingers, Franklin fell into the jaw of the great white shark.

"Save!" A simple command was instantly transmitted to the ears of every warrior, and they had already seen the other two "mutants" running desperately towards the first plane, trying to save the companion, but the ruins slowed down their degree, and the dust several meters thick could barely touch the bottom when stepped on, and it was impossible to arrive in time.

At that moment, a cannonball struck the Apostle's neck, blasting his head apart for a few minutes, and Franklin fell right next to his mouth, hitting the body of the first machine a few times before falling to the ground.

Bingning finally arrived at this most critical moment, she pulled out the long whip in her back, threw it out and wrapped it around Franklin's waist in the air, and then threw it to the side with force, turning the force of his vertical fall into a lateral force.

And Leng Rui pounced directly, hugged Franklin and rolled several times on the ruins, and finally landed safely. However, there was no time to rest and breathe at the moment, Bing Ning helped Leng Rui carry Franklin on his back, and the two ran out quickly.

Because they saw that the J-2O had turned around and rushed straight towards the first plane, and on the road in the distance, dozens of 99A had arrived, and one of them was still emitting green smoke in the barrel, and it was it that saved Franklin's life with one shot just now.

"Friendly safety, fire!"

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