In the damp and dim sewers, a stout tiger man shook his furry ears, the tiger's nature made him a little uncomfortable with the damp and cold environment.

The eyes of the top hunters make everything in the sewers visible.

He held an exaggerated, large heavy sword in his claws, and walked at the forefront. Thick-skinned, he is able to block enemy attacks at the first time and launch counterattacks at any time.

"The smell is getting clearer, there are a total of nine different lizardfolk scents, they are scattered in an area of about two square kilometers, and the nearest lizardman is two kilometers away from us."

The werewolf said, sniffing the air.

"Always ready to engage the enemy!"

The eclipse slowly swings its long tail and glides through the water. He only showed his head and back, which was extremely difficult to spot even with excellent night vision.

"Be vigilant, the smell can also deceive, they don't have to be there."

N's news program details the original biographies of these lizardmen, all of whom were experienced Navy SEALs who had flown dozens of extremely dangerous missions in Iraq, Afghanistan and South America. And they are just a bunch of former killers, who are absolutely at a disadvantage in terms of combat qualities.

He didn't believe the former SEALs had prepared for the attack. So the highest vigilance was maintained. Kakarot is in the middle of them, and the eclipse must guarantee her absolute safety.

Kakarot was directly suspended in the air with the Dancing Technique, and she was not strong enough to sense the qi that was too far away. She was a little eager to try, because the next fight was arguably her first real fight.

Colonel Johnson sat on the floor, staring at the surveillance screen. His lizardmen set up a night-vision surveillance system around the area as fast as they could, just waiting for the fat-headed generals to send their men in and die.

Unfortunately, the U.S. military was far more cautious than he expected, and they just sent a batch of drones and detection robots down to try to determine the range of the lizardmen.

After snorting coldly, Colonel Johnson crushed the drone in his hand. Not only do these gadgets hide from the night vision surveillance system, but they also can't hide from the lizardman's keen sense of sight and hearing. With his eyes closed, he could guess what the idiots were thinking, nothing more than to reduce their range of movement and drop poison gas or anesthetic gas.

"A bunch of timid rats."

Colonel Johnson said disdainfully that if he wanted to release poison gas or narcotic gas, he had to evacuate the civilians on the ground, and he left a lizardman lurking in the city, and it was impossible to hide such a big movement from him.

"How are those two women doing?"

He asked one of his men.

"Honestly, they didn't make any small moves, they didn't try to contact the ground, but I don't know if they were making serum, or if they were playing tricks."

The former lizardman is proficient in battlefield first aid and has a rough knowledge of chemistry, but unfortunately he doesn't know anything about genomics and can't judge the significance of the operation.

Colonel Johnson's cold eyes narrowed, and a wave of irritability rose in his heart, he hated the feeling of being out of control. He stood up and walked over to the edge of the makeshift lab.

Tessa Eagle and Gwen Stacy are operating the stolen gene editing machine, and the small server that has been stolen is running some programs, and the waterfall of data is swiping through quickly.

The low pressure on Colonel Johnson's body made their hearts tremble.

"What happened to my potion?"

He pressed his ugly lizard face in front of them and looked at them with malicious intent.

"We've already set up the gene editing machine, and we'll be able to make the serum soon."

Tessa Eagle held the pipette in her hand a little nervously.

"Don't fool me, I know who you are, Gwen Stacy, your father is brave, and I like the qualities he shows when he faces me, but if I find out you're playing tricks on me, I'll screw your father's head off and bring it to you."

Colonel Johnson spread his hand, his sharp hook claws flexing, and the muscles of his face squirming.

"Whew"

Gwen Stacy covered her mouth in horror, her eyes open, and her eyes suddenly turned red. No matter how strong she is, she is still a high school girl. Colonel Johnson's threats almost brought her to the brink of collapse.

She knew that Colonel Johnson's threats weren't just words. The lizardmen have an overwhelming advantage over humans, and if they really want to take George Stacy's life, their father will definitely be more than lucky.

"As for you, Tessa Iger, I know who your father is, he made a lot of money by shorting the Osborne group with a Bolivian named Clark Kent, compared to the news you gave, although Texas is far away, it is easier for me to kill your father and Clark Kent."

Colonel Johnson gripped Tessa's neck with a hook claw, making an understatement of his grasp of Tessa's information. But Tessa behaved strangely, she didn't seem to be afraid at all, and she didn't seem to worry about the safety of her father, Kade Eagle.

He muttered a little, could it be that the relationship between father and daughter is very poor.

"I don't have to fool you at all, if you really think I'm lying to you, then go kill him, don't embarrass Gwen."

Tessa struggled to maintain her facial muscles and made a fearless expression. She wished Colonel Johnson was going to the farm to find trouble, and it was better to run into Broly.

Colonel Johnson withdrew his hand a little boringly, what an unfilial girl, he sighed in his heart, no wonder he fled to New York to study.

"I'm going to see the lizard serum anyway, and if it weren't for the lizard serum, George Stacey would be dead."

He turned and left the lab, and a lizardman suddenly came in front of him with a serious face.

"Sir, something has entered the sewers and is closing in on us!"

"Something, something?"

Colonel Johnson asked rhetorically with some dissatisfaction that as an experienced commander, what he hated most was that his subordinates could not accurately and concisely report the battlefield situation.

"Half-orcs, a group of half-orcs are invading the cordon we've drawn up."

"Orcs?"

Colonel Johnson was shocked, and he jumped like a large lizard for dozens of meters on the wall, landing in front of the surveillance video.

I saw a very strange team moving through the sewers, they were carrying the heads of all kinds of different animals, they were strong, and there was even a young girl floating directly in the air. It's as if a fantasy race has traveled to Earth.

"What the hell is this?" ntent

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