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"This is not a man, this is a demon, I want to go!"

A man who looked to be in his twenties, with horror in his eyes, threw his firearm on the ground as he ran.

Fear spreads, and when the first one runs away, the second runs for his life.

The commander, who understood this, looked at the deserter in the distance and did not hesitate to let the deputy shoot him.

The panicked man's body threw himself into the yellow sand, and the red blood rolled down.

Everyone who was afraid of the same thing in their hearts all shrank their eyes, and that little bit of caution was snuffed out.

Running away is death, it's better to fight to the death, maybe you can kill the monster in front of you.

Sun Feng swept the command post on the sand dunes in the distance, and a cold light crossed his eyes.

The body jumped heavily, and the whole person jumped out.

Huge hands danced, tanks and soldiers, all of them were smashed into the air.

Sun Feng's huge body, between raising his hands and feet, nothing can stop him.

"Block him!"

Seeing Sun Feng heading straight for the command post, an officer roared loudly.

Rumble!

But before he finished speaking, he saw a darkness above his head, and then he lost consciousness.

Sun Feng raised his palm, and in the huge palm print, there was a shriveled corpse.

The blood that burst out was unusually dazzling in the yellow sand.

Looking at Sun Feng who was approaching, the surrounding soldiers looked surprised, and blindly raised their guns and blasted away.

But after such a long period of bombardment, the huge armor on his body was not broken at all.

Now they are just numb to carry out the orders of their superiors.

In the face of these soldiers who were sent to death, Sun Feng naturally did as they wished, and all the people along the way were killed.

Sun Feng, who was running, had a huge missile in his right hand.

Glancing at the people around him, Sun Feng shook his fingers and directly crushed the missile in his hand.

With a bang, in the thick flames, Sun Feng walked out step by step.

Susanon was even more powerful than he imagined, and a battle of this intensity didn't consume much of his energy at all.

Seeing the more and more tanks and armored vehicles gathered around, Sun Feng frowned.

The standing figure, his hands clenched suddenly, and the Yin and Yang Sword appeared in his hand.

With Sun Feng's soft drink, in the stunned eyes of everyone around,

I saw that the two long swords, one red and one white, instantly became longer and larger, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into ten meters long.

The twenty-meter-tall giant held two ten-meter-long swords, and everyone dared not imagine its power.

Hum!

Sweeping a rocket flying in the air, Sun Feng picked up the big sword and slashed it hard, dividing it into two halves from the middle.

Rumble!

Two flames ignited next to Sun Feng, and Sun Feng, who felt the power of the big sword in both hands, rushed out.

Hands danced, tanks and armored vehicles were all cut in half.

As for the soldiers in the middle, they were even more cut off.

Sun Feng, who was holding dual swords, was even more unstoppable.

Whatever the sword points at, it is invincible!

Jingle Bell!

The bullet hit Sun Feng's long sword, and there was a sound of collision,

The missiles that flew in were either cut in half with a single sword, or they were flapped with their hands.

Looking at the people in the live broadcast, they were all stunned.

There are no other flashy, fancy moves, only two exaggerated swords in his hands.

"Sir, get out of the way!

The adjutant looked at Sun Feng, who was coming straight to the hill, and his face was anxious.

The man in front of him was really terrifying.

The strength of a division can't stop the man in front of him.

The yellow-orange desert was covered in charred black and blood, and from time to time wounded soldiers struggled in the yellow sand.

"Retreat! Where else can you retreat!"

Looking at Sun Feng who was rushing, the commander's face was full of bitterness.

The enemy has not been wiped out, how can he, as a commander, retreat.

"Leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, the old saying of Huaxia is still very reasonable, keep a useful body, and only then can you deal with the people in front of you. ”

"That's right, sir, this is a strategic shift, and if the command post is terminated, morale will definitely be greatly reduced. ”

It is human nature to be afraid of death, and it is really terrifying for anyone to call Sun Feng in front of him.

Several adjutants on the side looked at Sun Feng, who was approaching quickly, and said anxiously.

They just received orders to stop the enemy at all costs, but who knew that they were such perverted guys.

"Good!"

The commander hesitated in his eyes, and was just about to turn around and leave, only to see a snow-white sword qi slashing at the sky in front of him.

Poof!

There was nothing to do, and the simple defense, along with several of them, was crushed by the twist.

Rumble!

The giant in the air fell, stomping heavily on the broken military project.

The few people who didn't die were all trampled into pulp.

Seeing that the commanders were all dead, these soldiers not only did not retreat, but became even more crazy.

Since they were going to die one by one, Sun Feng naturally wouldn't be polite.

Holding two great swords, his body flew and crushed everything.

Sun Xiaosheng, who was holding Optimus Prime on the side, was the same, the shadow of the stick turned upside down, and there were corpses around him.

Everyone standing in the White House looked at the scene in front of them, and their faces were all pale.

This was the worst battle in the United States in 20 years, and more than half of the strength of a division had already been killed.

"President"

The Minister of Defense, standing in front of the screen, looked at Chuan Pu with serious eyes.

The scene in front of me is really magnificent.

What's even more terrifying is that after such a long battle, Sun Feng and the others were not injured at all.

Chuan Pu, who was standing at the forefront, exhaled deeply, looked at the scene in the picture, and shouted heavily: "Let the Third Army be armed with air force and land combat troops, and he must be eliminated in the United States!"

The Third Army was one of the toughest units in the United States, having fought in World War I, World War II, the 1991 Gulf War, and later the Iraq War.

It is the strongest fighting group army in the whole of the United States.

Obviously, everyone saw that with the strength of just one division, it would be difficult to stop Sun Feng's pace at all.

"Yes!"

Chuan Pu's words meant that he had already given the order to retreat.

But everyone standing in the White House did not rejoice, and their faces were full of solemnity.

This head-to-face battle made them more intuitively understand Sun Feng's fear, which was simply a monster.

Maybe in the next battle, there will be more deaths, but there is no room for them to retreat.

As the hegemon of the world, the United States will never allow anyone to be so provocative.

No one wonders why such a terrifying existence would be provoked now.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

An angry roar sounded, and the soldiers who were running towards Sun Feng were all stunned, and then turned around and fled frantically.

The enemy is too strong, and they have no chance of winning at all.

Except for Sun Xiaosheng, who flipped over a few Sun Feng, who was slow to escape and was holding a double sword, he stood in the rolling yellow sand and looked coldly at the fleeing soldiers one by one.

The people watching the live broadcast on the website couldn't calm down for a long time.

plus the little black dog, it is considered three people, and facing the strength of a division is completely overwhelming.

I am afraid that not even half of the strength of a division will return alive.

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