As soon as the control of the Warson Don II military base was recaptured, the super elites of the U.S. secret service system such as Kungunir and Dracula had already received the news that under normal circumstances, this was the thing that threatened them the most, and now that the biggest threat had disappeared, everyone began to move closer to the two levels present. Marshmallow Mianhuatang↖↖diǎn↖ small ↖ says, o

Kungunir subconsciously glanced at the crowd around him, and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, more than thirty super masters, and now counting his Dracula, there are less than thirty people, and there are six or seven people who died under the bombardment that was like destroying the world just now!

Six or seven.

Kungunir's heart was almost dripping blood, this is not an ordinary soldier, nor an ordinary elite of special services, but a real super master, to some extent, this is a national treasure.

A master of the Ding level SSS+ level, at least two of the eleven major indicators have reached the level, and there are not many such figures, even in the entire United States.

Today's more than 30 is already the dawn of darkness, and the FBI, the CIA, and the entire lineup that the US Eastern Theater can come up with, and even most of their manpower comes from the dark dawn of the US top secret service system, which is already most of the superpower in the US secret service system, but now it has only lost six or seven people because of the bombing of missiles, which also means that at least two or three superpowers in the special service theater have been wiped out.

This is a completely unbearable loss, especially when the United States now has only two levels of existence, and this loss is infinitely magnified.

Kungunir's eyes darkened for a while, maybe it was the loss in front of him that made him unacceptable, or it could be that he saw Lin Xiaocao's strength, and he was completely sobered up in a state of extreme anger, and began to reflect on whether it was worth it for the first time.

If you die, won't a lot of things happen?

Isn't it possible to reduce a lot of unnecessary losses?

Is the famous puppeteer this man's woman? He is so crazy that he wants to seek revenge for himself?

What happened to that woman? Is she dead?

If you kill the puppeteer, even if you die, it's worth it, right?

Kungunir was in a trance, and he didn't come back to his senses until he was pulled hard.

"Are you scared?"

General Dracula asked in a deep voice.

"What am I afraid of?"

Kungunir sneered, for the captain of this Dark Dawn Supernumerary Combat Brigade, he has always looked down on him in his heart, the captain of the supernumerary brigade, his status seems to be transcendent and independent, but in fact he has no power to decide on a country's secret services, it is obviously a very old level, but he has to wait until the American level is about to die before he sits in the position of the chief judge of Dark Dawn, this is not incompetent, what is it?

Even if Lin Xiaocao knew that Dracula's strength was even stronger than Williams, who was known as the King of Force, and that he had truly reached the limit of the human body in terms of strength, Kungunir still did not look down on him, and even looked down on him more and more, this is a very sick psychology, mixed with jealousy and unwillingness, in his opinion, Dracula's human strength limit is a complete waste of resources, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a super thug with empty power.

"Hey, listen, this is not the place to be in a daze, whether you're scared or not, you have to choose to fight. ”

General Dracula scoffed and withdrew the arm that was on Kungunir's shoulder.

Kungunir took a deep breath expressionlessly, and suddenly there was a sharp pain all over his body, just after the fight with Lin Xiaocao, how could he be completely suppressed? In the face of that kind of violent and arrogant attack to the extreme, although he barely supported it, but now it is an old wound and heartbreak, although the current level of resistance to attack makes him look just a little haggard, but in fact, his combat power has begun to decrease sharply. Marshmallow Mianhuatang

After a short fight, he had already roughly understood Lin Xiaocao's strength, or rather, the strength that had been exposed.

The human body is at its limit.

The ultimate strength of the human body.

The human body is at its limit to its reaction speed.

The extreme explosive power of the human body.

The rest of the abilities are unknown.

But these four human limits are enough to make people feel hopeless.

Level is a realm known as the limit and infinity, and those who can set foot in this field, regardless of whether they are high or low, strong or weak, will generally be called level, but in the hearts of people in the dark world, they have their own set of guidelines.

Normally, among the level masters, there is one person who can reach the real limit of the human body, or there is more than one person who can reach the limit of the human body with only one trace of the limit, which is called the Ding level.

Williams, who died in battle, had almost reached the limits of his body in terms of strength and ability to resist hits.

Today's Dracula is the real limit of strength, and both of these can be called ding-class.

Today's enemies are at least four human limits.

There is only one such figure in recent decades in the US secret service.

That is Rodriguez the Destroyer, who has died in battle.

In today's United States, there is simply no second such strong person.

In other words, even if he and Dracula join forces, they don't seem to be each other's opponents.

What about the more than 20 SSS+ on the scene?

Kungunir's face changed because he couldn't get a definite answer.

The lineup on their side is terrifying enough, and the combined combat effectiveness is undoubtedly shocking, but the weak diǎn is that everyone's level is different, and their strengths are also different.

And when the enemy's speed has already reached the limit of the human body, if he wants to break them one by one, what will be the situation?

Kungunir's heart began to waver.

He had just thought about what would happen to him if he died, not because he was great and wanted to sacrifice himself, but because he wanted to sacrifice himself

He wants to run!

It was undoubtedly a fool's decision for the enemy to leave the team at the moment, but the other party had obviously stared at him, and at this time, Kungunir didn't have a sense of security even if he was in the team.

Run.

Kungunir thought of the word again, and his heart suddenly became hot.

"What do you think?"

Dracula's voice rang in Kungunir's ears again, sounding calm, but the impatience behind the composure was becoming more and more apparent.

The two of them are now hiding behind a collapsed wall, the entire battlefield has become extremely quiet, the moment the last few missiles landed, everyone was looking for safe cover for the first time after being lifted out, and the super agents of the United States, Lin Xiaocao, were all like this.

So now the whole battlefield is silent, but the murderous is pervasive, and the seemingly calm confrontation between the two sides may be completely broken at any time, and it is difficult to say what the situation will be at that time.

Kungunir took another deep breath, resisted the sharp pain and discomfort coming from his body, and poked his head out to take a look at his surroundings.

The urban area that was ravaged by the missiles is now a complete mess, and it is not too much to describe it as ruins, with broken rock walls, dilapidated streets, collapsed buildings, and extremely complex environments.

Kungunir subconsciously showed a wry smile.

"Damn, the current situation is very bad, the opponent's speed is too fast, none of us can contain his speed, in this environment, the opponent can use his own speed to dodge perfectly, if we want to keep him, I'm afraid we will pay a big price. ”

Dracula Cook did not speak, apparently acquiescing to this diǎn.

Large-scale team encirclement and suppression of a person, it is difficult to see such a tactical style in the special service system, the special service is mysterious and powerful, countless missions, the most common is a squad or a detachment to perform the task, and even the examples of a single person to perform the task are much more than the examples of large-scale operations, large-scale participation in the battle is not nothing, but every time it will definitely be carefully prepared, this battle is too hasty, and the face is a super master who can crush everyone present, and even more damn is that it is still in such a complex environment, and can not use all kinds of high-tech weapons, this kind of battle, can only be used in two words to describe the mood of the American secret service masters.

Aggrieved.

"Ask for military support, surround this place first?"

Kungunir was silent for a while, then spoke softly, and when the words came to his lips, he froze for a moment.

If this is really done, not to mention how the status of the United States, which has been greatly damaged by the vitality of the special service force, will decline in the dark world, I am afraid that even in the hearts of their own people, the influence of the word special service will be greatly reduced.

Dracula is obviously more pragmatic than Kungunir, he didn't think about face at all at this time, shook his head and said: "The other party won't give us too much time, now the situation is in his favor, as long as he is not stupid, he will definitely attack first." ”

Kungunir looked up at the weather, and there was a sense of despair in his heart for no apparent reason.

In the United States, when there are many people in the United States, in the face of one person, I am desperate.

Kungunir laughed to himself.

Is there anything more ironic than that?

"Let's go together, you, me, Donnie, the three of us are in the first echelon, the second echelon of those who have reached the speed level, the third echelon of those who have reached the level of gun control, and the rest of the people Finally, everyone acts together, quickly searches the battlefield, and once the target is found, all of them gather fire to kill him!"

Kungunir's eyes were cold, and his tone was decisive and cold.

This is not the way to go, and it is very likely to cause heavy losses, but in this case, it is also the most feasible way.

When he said this, Kungunir was mentally prepared for a crushing victory or a fiasco, a resounding victory, and when he returned, he would definitely face the condemnation of Congress and the government, as for the defeat

If he fails, he'll be ready to run away.

"Good. ”

Dracula took a deep look at Kungunir and said lightly: "If something goes wrong, I will choose to share it with you." ”

Kungunir smiled, this Ding level who has been in a position with little real power for many years is really humane.

He shook his head with a smile and turned on the walkie-talkie in his ear: "Attention everyone, attention to everyone, I am Kungunir, everyone, people who have reached the speed level as the second echelon, come to me and Dracula to gather here"

He raised his hand, looked at the multifunctional military watch in his hand, and continued: "The coordinates are"

After reporting the coordinates twice in a row, Kungunir began to wait patiently.

Ten seconds later.

Slight but swift footsteps sounded.

In Kungunir's and Dracula's line of sight, one, two, and three figures began to quickly move closer.

The only remaining two levels in the United States glanced at each other, and Dracula turned on the walkie-talkie in his ear: "Everyone's attention, I'm Dracula, everyone, the people who have reached the level of gun control are the third echelon, come and gather here with me and Kungu, the coordinates are"

He also reported the coordinates twice in a row, and then looked at Kungunir and said, "Fight!"

Kungunir diǎn diǎn head, which was his only option.

Six, seven, eight

More and more people are in Kungunir's and Dracula's field of vision.

The first three people arrived almost at the same time, and after saluting a standard beauty **, they said in a deep voice: "The second echelon team members report!"

Kungunir casually diǎn diǎn head.

The people in the rear followed closely.

Third echelon members report. ”

Dracula and Kungunir hummed absentmindedly, then they were stunned, turned around with a big change in their faces, and said in unison: "Third echelon?!"

The person who spoke was obviously stunned for a moment: "Eastern Theater Dimon, gun control level." ”

Kungunir's heart sank suddenly.

He subconsciously looked behind him.

It seems that no one is gathering in this direction.

Are there three ding-level SSS+ masters who have reached the speed level?

Kungunir didn't know much about the lineup this time, but he knew very well that just Dark Dawn plus B, there were more than three masters who reached the speed level.

Moreover, not the three in front of you.

As for those who have reached the level of gun handling skills, there are even more.

What about the others?

What about the others?!

Kungunir's breathing suddenly became short, his eyes were blood-red, and he took out the walkie-talkie again and roared: "Everyone pay attention, those who have reached the speed level will be the first echelon to gather here, and those who have reached the level of firearm control will be the second echelon to assemble, please answer if you receive it, I am Kungunir, please answer if you receive it!"

Inside the intercom, there was no sound other than a slight rustle.

An indescribable horror came straight from the depths of Kungunir's heart, making him cold.

No one answered, what does this mean?

Kungunir's body trembled slightly, and just as he wanted to say something, there was finally an echo on the walkie-talkie.

"Ugh"

Very short syllables.

It was so short that it was impossible to hear the meaning of the syllables, like pain, and like unconscious sounds.

This is

A flash of inspiration crossed Kungunir's mind.

This is the voice of Brian Downey.

Brian Downey, the new captain of the U.S. Dawning Special Service Team, has seven levels of strength, speed, flexibility, fighting skills, physical endurance, instant explosiveness, and mechanical control, and is the former head of the Eastern Theater, and is also the strongest in this group except Kungunir and Dracula.

"Brian, what's going on?"

Kungunir asked without hesitation, his tone hurried, with a hint of trepidation that he had not even noticed.

An echo was quickly received over the intercom.

But it wasn't the echo Kungunir wanted, but a sound that made him cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Hmm? Is this called Brian? He's dead. ”

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