There were still four or five people standing behind the door, and when the tonnage of iron door fell down, they didn't have time to run, and they were all crushed underneath at that time.

Kamiharakan fell to the ground, his hands numb and struggling to get up, a few sparks flashed, and a few bullets hit the door panel where he was crawling.

He turned his head, his scarlet eyes and the blood flowing from the seven orifices were like Shura ghosts, staring at the front with his legs weak, holding a gun at him and pulling it wildly, but because of the fear of the person who missed his head.

But suddenly, a scream swept through, and the concrete wall nearly ten centimeters thick on the man's side exploded into pieces, and a cloud of blood mist also exploded, and the head of the man who had just raised the gun had disappeared, turning into a headless corpse standing in place, shaking twice and falling to the ground.

It's Wu Fengshui's tank killer G42 who has fired!

I saw a hole the size of a human head appear on the wall, and it was actually through the thick wall that shot the person behind the bunker.

Although the power of this heavy cannon is terrifying, what makes them even more frightened is that they were killed by a single shot even though they didn't even show their heads out of the shooting hole, and the sniper can actually see the target behind the cover!

At this time, I don't know who shouted.

"Infrared sensor!"

was so frightened that everyone present lay on the ground.

In fact, unlike in the movie, the infrared thermal mirror in reality cannot penetrate the building, and this shot is predicted based on the person's impact point.

A hundred meters away, this shot was fired, Wu Fengshui threw away the heavy cannon without looking at it, this thing took too long to bomb, threw away all the weapons that got in the way, stood up and waved his hand.

"Rush!"

At this time, because of the breaking of the door of the god original view, five people were crushed and overwhelmed at that time, and now there are only a dozen remaining remnants in the stronghold, and they are also panicked with the breaking of the gate, and her previous god came to shoot, and they were all dumb for a while.

Don't rush now, but when!

"Liberate!"

Everyone roared in unison, an invisible cracking sound sounded, and the shackles that restricted the body were instantly lifted, and at this time, all kinds of hormones in the body were secreted wildly, like werewolves transforming under the bright moonlight, and they all turned into demons surrounded by purple veins and dark complexions.

Their physical fitness has been greatly improved, and the various anesthetics secreted abnormally in the brain can't feel the sharp pain of the flesh tearing after exceeding the limit.

They tore through the wind like dark shadows running across the earth.

The world record for the 100 meters is 9.58, which was set by a famous flying man, but at this time, the speed of this group of demons has surpassed the world record, reaching 9 seconds, and many people have even reached more than 8 seconds!

What is this concept, in the physical generation is not as good as the generation now, those who can run up to 12 seconds are people who exercise regularly, more than 11 seconds are professional athletes, and about 10.1 seconds belong to the national team level, and run within 10 seconds, that is the world's top level! There are more than 6 billion people in the world, and there may not even be 50 on the surface.

Truly breaking the world record that no one has broken for nine years, it can be said that every 0.01 seconds is surpassing the limits of human beings and creating a new milestone for human physical fitness!

And almost everyone in the Wu clan broke the world record, and some even exceeded a second, so you can imagine how terrifying it is.

But it's even more powerful.

From the beginning of the attack of the Divine Yuan Temple to the present, only a dozen seconds have passed, and it has taken more than ten seconds to build such a strong stronghold.

It's a fantasy.

Even a professional soldier who was transferred to two platoons, even if he got on a tank artillery, could not have achieved this level in such a short time!

After all, even tank artillery needs to be calibrated, how can there be more than ten seconds so exaggerated.

But Shen Yuanguan and these ten Wu clans can do it, the reason is very simple, they can all be regarded as superhumans.

Although physical fitness and martial arts have been repeatedly devalued under modern technology, no matter how powerful the physical productivity is, it cannot compare to the excavator, and the force cannot compare to the hot weapons, relying on the scout of the tutorial, and the speed of information transmission is not comparable to that of communication equipment.

Today's martial arts, at best, are performances for people to see, or to give people physical fitness, so that they have a good body to enjoy life.

It is no longer the era when warriors can go into battle to kill the enemy, be majestic, and make meritorious achievements.

But there are some things that no matter how sophisticated weapons and equipment are, they can't do.

Like now.

The people of the Wu clan were rushing wildly, and Shenyuan Guan picked up the signboard on the ground and carried it on his shoulder, and the people around him were so frightened by the shot that they lay on the ground, and there were a few people buried in the two iron doors under their feet.

Two men who were half-buried under the door struggled desperately, trying to pull out their legs, but the weight of a ton was pressed on their bodies, and only a tenth of the weight of a person could break free.

They are the kind of people who are more intelligent, and they feel better than being stupid at this time, and it is better to be pressed down and die directly, because the lower body has been smashed and the flesh and blood are blurred, and it is more painful to live than to die, and they can't move away, so they can only scream.

But it would be a mistake to think that they would lose their ability to resist like this.

It is precisely because they lost half their lives and were crippled even if they were saved, so they hated the people who caused all this.

Seeing the red-eyed man standing in front of them, the two of them wailed as they picked up the guns scattered next to them, and prepared to shoot.

But the original view of the gods is much faster than them.

One of them had just touched the handle of his gun, and before he could pick it up, it was dark in front of him.

A huge door panel slammed straight into the head.

Rumble!

What do you say about this scene?

In the eyes of others, it is like beating a fly with a fly swatter and a gopher with a wooden hammer.

When Kamiharakan raised the signboard, the scene below made the brother who was picking up the gun next to him dumbfounded.

The weight of hundreds of kilograms smashed the man's head directly into the chest, and half of his body was shattered, like a rotten tomato.

The other person trembled in fright, couldn't even hold the gun steadily, and begged for mercy again and again.

"Put.. Leave me alone..."

He dropped his gun, his upper and lower teeth fighting, and tears streaming down his face, half painful, half frightened.

The wicked need to be grinded by the wicked.

They do things for the Yingwu group, guard the headquarters, don't look at the marksmanship and the Wu clan, but they are the elite of the elite, from the fact that they have died so many people and their morale has not collapsed.

They usually hold firearms, sell powder, and do black work that normal people can't imagine.

Because I know too much, it is the descendant of the lineage, and with the support of such a big force, the mistake of basically fatal can be concealed by spending money.

Everyone here has a lot of blood debts in their hands, and ten shots are not enough.

It stands to reason that such a vicious and lawless person will not take the initiative to beg for mercy, because since they started doing this business, they have long put human morality, life and death aside.

Just because you're not afraid of death doesn't mean you're not afraid of anything else.

Like the young man in front of him.

The crimson veins of his forearms were entwined, stretching up like spider webs, clinging to his shoulders.

The muscles on his body are like the roots of an old tree, black blood flows from the seven orifices on his face, a mouthful of white teeth are clenched, and his eyes are wide open.

Covered in blood, he still carries an iron signboard bigger than a door on his shoulder.

This one is too fierce, one person rushes into battle, dozens of guns are useless at him, he rushes in front of him, and the two tonnage gates are knocked down by his 100-meter charge! As soon as he raised his hand, the iron card weighing hundreds of pounds was used as a weapon, and the head of a 100-pound biao-shaped man was smashed in one fell swoop.

This is a modern person, it is clearly a peerless warrior in ancient times!

"Shall I spare you!"

Shen Yuanguan was already furious after being hit by so many bullets, and his seriously injured body exerted his strength again, grabbed the signboard with both hands, and smashed it against the person on the ground!

The man was just stupid.

His lower body was fixed to the ground, there was no way to hide, the shadow of the signboard directly covered his whole person, and the wind whistle instigated by hundreds of kilograms of weight frightened his heart and gall, and he reflexively stretched out his hands to block.

But is this something that humans can stop?

Rumble! Syllable!

First there was a loud roar of the huge signboard fanning the air current, and then a snapping sound of smashing the ground.

It's like the sound of a fly swatting on a wall, but it's amplified countless times.

There were also crackling bones and the sound of flesh exploding.

When Kamiharakan lifted the sign again, there was nothing on the ground except for a corpse that was visibly flattened and flesh as a rag doll.

"Hahahaha!"

Shen Yuankan laughed wildly, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but shouted loudly!

"Fun, fun!"

When more than a dozen people who were lying on the ground saw this scene, more than half of them were paralyzed on the ground, their crotch was wet, and feces and urine flowed together, emitting a fishy smell.

People's bearing capacity is limited, in ancient times, the fierce general rode alone to rush into battle, kill the main general and then kill more than ten people, hundreds of people of the army formation had to be dispersed, there was no supervising team in the back to behead people, it was easy to open a matchless.

This is because of what

Explained from a scientific point of view, this is because of the fear of weak species over strong species.

This fear is ingrained in the DNA, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep and slaughtering on a large scale, and the sheep dare not resist at all, but in fact, a few hundred goats really can't kill a tiger

But the question is, do they dare, it's a tiger.

It's the same now.

Shenyuanguan was full of blood, and a blood tiger behind him jumped out vividly, and two pairs of blood-eyed wolves looked at the tiger, and the momentum was menacing.

He is infinitely powerful, and he has the courage of ten thousand people.

He was cruel and tyrannical, killing people like chickens and sheep.

This kind of fierce man is really like a demon lord in the sky, and he is really a god of Tai Sui in the world!

If this is a Cthulhu Mythos story, these people's SAN value has already dropped, just waiting to be dragged into the abyss.

"We surrender! We surrender! ”

The timid one had already dropped the gun in his hand, knelt on the ground and began to cry and surrender.

The bolder ones couldn't help but put down their guns and began to respond, and now they have lost, surrendering can still save their lives, and if they don't surrender, they will die.

A crane is also among them.

Although it had come to this, he didn't mind surrendering for the sake of his life, but he kept his hand on the handle of his gun because he had a guess.

As he expected.

Rumble!

After hearing this, Shen Yuanguan directly sprinted, smashed the signboard in his hand to the ground, and directly cut a person who shouted surrender into a meatloaf and scolded.

"Shall I vote for you!"

Everyone was stupid.

And Shenyuanguan shot again and again, and shot two people to death like a gopher, and he didn't resist at all.

Seeing such ferocity and inhuman scares the other people in two trembles, and most of their fear is on this signboard that blocks thousands of bullets.

And this thing kills people, it's simply deterrent and imposing!

Not to mention that the attack range is so large that there is no way to dodge at all, normal people are simply stupid when they see this thing smashed over, and they can't react at all.

And it weighs hundreds of kilograms, which is like hitting flies and smashing one to death, and the death is extremely miserable, causing 10,000 points of psychological damage to bystanders.

Cong Yun Yihe immediately picked up his gun, aimed at Shenyuan Temple, and prepared to shoot.

He was only ten meters away from Kamihara, and the other party couldn't attack him at all.

But he guessed a little wrong.

Just as he was holding the gun, Kamihara Kan saw him.

I saw Shen Yuanguan grasping the signboard on the ground, twisting his waist and hips hard, like a tight bow, and posing like a shot put!

'Isn't it! ’

As soon as Cong Yunhe's pupils shrank, he saw the shutter plate spinning, and hundreds of kilograms of things flew directly towards him.

"I'm slot!"

He reflexively threw himself to the ground quickly, and a strong wind hit, which hurt his head, followed by a loud bang.

Although he has been retired for a long time and has lost most of his marksmanship and skills, this tactical rollover is still decent at this time.

But although the angry gesture lost most of the moves, there was still a small part of the shrinkage that could be used.

So as soon as he rolled up and stood still, he saw a pair of scarlet eyes appear in front of him, and he trembled with fright, and before he could react, a big hand grabbed him!

He pulled the trigger directly, but the gun rose uncontrollably, and all the bullets hit the sky.

Then the clothes on his stomach tightened, and the whole person soared into the clouds and was lifted directly into the air.

Kamihara carried him up like a child.

Then he smirked and lifted him up in the air, and despite his screams of horror, he raised one hand on his head and stretched out, and slammed it to the ground!

Rumble!

Tiger Descent strengthens throwing grappling and gripping power.

He can even throw more than 200 kilograms of aluminum alloy signboards for ten meters, and it is easy to pick up a person!

And what kind of scene would it be to smash a person from a height of two meters with these 24 points of force.

It's like dropping a watermelon, the moment it hits the ground, it all shatters with a bang.

Cong Yun Yihe, a retired mercenary, the instructor of this group of extreme gunners, didn't even let out a fart, his tendons were broken and fractured, his brain burst and blood splashed everywhere, and he was stoned to death on the spot.

Seeing the instructor like a rag doll, these remnants also cut off the last trace of surrender.

The left and right are already dead, except for those who are really scared to death and dare not make a move, about seven or eight people touch the guns together.

And Kamihara had already grabbed the signboard next to him with one hand, ready to kill.

At this time, the troops of the Wu tribe also arrived.

Seeing this, they scattered and shot directly.

A face, just a face.

An afterimage flashed in front of everyone who dared to resist, and then they all died.

Moreover, only four people from the Wu clan made a move, and the others didn't get it because they were late.

Shen Yuanguan knew Wu Changzao and Wu Fengshui with a lion bite and twisted the necks of four people, one of the evil-faced men tore open the throats of two people, and a young man with a burr head directly inserted his two fingers into the ears and eyes of the remaining two.

These two people are Wu Xingxiong, who is known as the Shadowless Claw, and Wu Lianyi, the King Kong Ghost, and they are very good at kung fu.

"Surrender, I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The remaining three members of the heroic group cried and screamed, lying on the ground and not daring to lift their heads.

The purple blood vessels on Wu Fengshui's face faded one by one, and he put down the two dead people in his arms.

After liberating the flesh, because hormone secretion affects reason, it becomes fanatical and murderous, which will lead to a decline in marksmanship.

She took the gun out of her thigh and fired two shots into the ground without looking.

Bang bang.

Two blood flowers burst open, and the last two companions are also dead, and the remaining one has become a tearful man.

He cried.

"Why, we have surrendered."

Wu Fengshui did not answer, but walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and put a gun to his chin.

"Where's Hidetake Suzumoto?"

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