Chapter 392: Do You Want Me to Die So Much
"Boom!"
Another destroyer was slashed by Ye Feng with a sword, he basically slashed the ship with a sword, but in about ten minutes, all the destroyers and frigates that stood in front of the two swishing aircraft carriers were all blown up by him.
A warship is often hundreds of meters long, like a small island, the whole body is made of steel, alloy, such a steel giant that dominates the sea, I don't know how many times harder than tanks and armored vehicles, and generally one or two missiles may not be able to sink it.
But Ye Feng is like chopping melons and vegetables, one sword and one sword.
This made the hearts of the European powers bleed.
All the commanders-in-chief in the European Association command room and all the European presidents in the European Association conference room were about to vomit blood when they saw this scene.
"Quick, arrange more fighters to bombard him, don't let him destroy our aircraft carrier!" The British president shouted angrily.
"The more than 100 fighters we sent this time have all been destroyed, and when the next batch of fighters comes, he will probably be killed in Milan." President France said with a gloomy face.
"Actually, we shouldn't have been involved in his affairs with the Chadder family, alas." The German president sighed, regretting it in his heart.
Ye Feng had already stated his attitude before, not for them Europe, but unfortunately, they were too arrogant and underestimated Ye Feng too much, thinking that Ye Feng was slapping them in the face of the European powers and embarrassing them.
But now that Ye Feng has shown his strong strength, coupled with what he may face in the future, many presidents really regret it.
"Hurry, hurry! Stop him! ”
The captains of the two aircraft carriers saw that all the destroyer frigates had been destroyed, and they all gave orders with shocked faces.
"Whoosh."
In the end, more than a dozen fighters kept taking off from the aircraft carrier, because the two sides were only a few kilometers apart, and the missiles did not play a role at all, so they had to constantly fire artillery shells.
They didn't seek to kill the enemy, they only wanted to stop Ye Feng's footsteps as much as possible.
But Ye Feng had already moved the killing machine, how could these more than ten fighters stop him, he didn't even care about those fighters, and directly let the Heavenly Thunder Rod destroy them.
He stepped out in the direction of an aircraft carrier, and then slashed out with a sword.
The sword light that shimmered with golden light pierced the sky, pulled a long sword mark, and slashed at an aircraft carrier in Jizhong.
Then he stepped forward to the last aircraft carrier in the other direction, and slashed out with the same sword.
When his figure flew in the direction of Milan, the roar of two aircraft carriers cracking was heard on the sea.
One sword, not only aircraft carriers, but also the entire European Association Mediterranean Fleet, two aircraft carriers, dozens of sharp destroyers and frigates.
All of them were slashed by Ye Feng.
In the entire hall of the European Union, there was a deathly silence.
All the presidents, the commanders-in-chief, no one spoke anymore.
Whether it is the president of the British Isles or the president of the fascist empire, at this moment, all of them are dark and do not say a word.
Ye Feng's last two swords really shocked them.
That's an aircraft carrier, an artifact that dominates the sea like an island.
Even if it is an anti-ship missile or an aircraft carrier killer, one or two will not destroy an aircraft carrier, at most it will only make it hurt.
However, Ye Feng was a sword, directly cutting it into two pieces from the middle, and it exploded.
Everyone watched Ye Feng in the screen like this, smashing all the aircraft carrier warships with a sword, destroying all the Mediterranean Fleet they had spent countless costs to build, and then patting their buttocks, stepping through the void and leaving.
"Mortals, how can they be so beyond the scope of technology? Could it be that he has come to the end of science and touched theological technology? ”
The German president spoke with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief.
The others were silent, but their hearts were turbulent.
"Guys, what's next?" The president of a small country asked.
"Otherwise, let's just use nuclear weapons." Someone suggested.
But no one paid any attention to him.
On the land of Europe, the use of nuclear bombs? Do you think Europe is not being destroyed fast enough?
Besides, seven hundred missiles couldn't kill him in a salvo before, and with their current nuclear yield, they really didn't necessarily kill Ye Feng.
The use of nuclear weapons, but also face the strong opposition and reprimands of the countries of the world, although they claim to dominate the world economically, but the presidents know that it is just self-deception, in the past ten years, whether it is the M empire, or XX, the overall economy has far surpassed them.
These countries can not use force against them, as long as they impose economic blockade sanctions on them for a few years, the entire European Association can collapse.
"Or, bow your head at him!" Someone suggested.
This proposal silenced everyone again, this is an extremely heavy decision, but it can be seen that some presidents are moved, and some presidents are still very unwilling.
……
At this time, Ye Feng had already stepped into the border of Milan City.
Continuous slashing missiles, slashing fighters, slashing warships, continuous hard-carrying shells, missiles, plus supersonic air-breaking flights, even if he cultivated against the sky, he felt slightly tired.
But he believes that as long as Italy is destroyed, the European powers should compromise with him, after all, this war, the European powers have also suffered a lot of vitality, and this vitality may not even recover for decades, Ye Feng firmly believes that the European powers dare to fire at him again The determination will not exceed thirty percent.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Ye Feng appeared on the outskirts of Milan City, dozens of missiles were fired at him.
"The final battle?"
A sneer crossed the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and with a dodge, he rushed towards the Italian army on the ground.
"He's down, fire!"
The commander-in-chief of the army shouted loudly.
Da-da-da-da!
Bang bang bang!
Countless heavy machine gun rockets rained down on him.
Ye Feng once again erected a golden light in front of him, and rushed into the Italian army with a rain of bullets in the sky.
Thundered!
At this time, dozens of various missiles that had locked on Ye Feng before fell into the large army of the Italian army, and among the entire army of more than 100,000 people, thick smoke rose everywhere, shrapnel flew wildly, sand and rocks were flying, and stumps and broken arms could be seen flying all over the sky.
The whole scene is like hell on earth, the Shura cemetery.
At this time, Ye Feng directly stepped over the heads of the tens of thousands of Italian troops who fled in a panic, and stepped into the city of Milan in one step.
His consciousness expanded, and he soon found the Italian presidential palace building, and then went straight to the presidential palace building.
……
"What's the situation? Why do our missiles blow up their own people? ”
The Italian presidential palace, the president and others looked at the dozens of missiles on the screen that directly destroyed their nearly 100,000 troops, their faces turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
All the parliamentarians looked stunned, they didn't know what the situation was, all the missiles launched by their own side fell in their own troops, this is either a big bug, or there are traitors.
"It's Ye Feng's speed that is too fast, our missiles are all locked on him, who knows that he will pounce into our large army at once, and all the missiles will chase him." A general muttered.
"Borrow a knife to kill, borrow strength to fight! This Chinese man is really hateful, but is he dead? A councillor said indignantly, because Ye Feng could no longer be seen on the screen, even if they activated the city-wide satellite tracking system, they did not find Ye Feng in the entire Milan City.
"He's not really going to die, is he?" Another member of parliament questioned, a little incredulous.
After all, none of the seven hundred missiles killed him before, and they just launched the last dozens of missiles, although these dozens of missiles are all powerful missiles, but the combined power still cannot be compared with seven hundred.
"Is it really dead?"
The president stared at the screen so hard that he forgot to wipe the bloodshot from the corners of his mouth.
Ye Feng is not dead, their Italian country will definitely face the fate of being destroyed, at this moment, everyone has a strong expectation in their hearts, but no one says it for sure.
I'm afraid that before their words fall, Ye Feng's figure will appear on the screen again.
Everyone scrutinized every screen and every corner, including every soldier who was fleeing in all directions, and finally one of the councilors finally said excitedly: "I'm sure that must be dead!" ”
"Finally dead!"
The president and the others also exhaled a long breath, but the whole person wanted to collapse, and they couldn't get excited at all.
Because the price they paid was so terrible.
"Is that how you want me to die?"
At this moment, just when all the parliamentarians and generals of the presidential palace were breathing a sigh of relief, a figure suddenly appeared at the door of the parliament hall, looking at them indifferently, like death looking at a group of ants.
"It's Ye Feng!"
"Not only did he not die, but he also came to the presidential palace!"
The moment everyone turned around and saw Ye Feng, they all felt like they had suddenly seen a powerful ghost, and their hearts sank to the bottom. for a better user experience.