"Charge!"

With a roar, the blast shield began to advance, and the well-armed policemen emboldened themselves and charged towards the gray mist.

Before setting off, the old fritters might want to fool around, but after hearing the commander's words and the scene in front of them, they realized it.

If this gray fog is allowed to expand, then New York will be devastated!

As the commander said, behind him is New York, and there is no way to retreat!

And the young people are even more enthusiastic, vying to become the heroes who want to save New York.

"Rush!"

The young armed policeman roared and quickly rushed into the gray mist, but after entering the gray mist, everything changed.

The comrades-in-arms around him disappeared, and he was the only one left in the same place.

What's the situation?

The young officer was stunned for a moment, and then felt a chill piercing his bones, as if he was in an ice cave.

"Who?!"

Suddenly, there was a chill on the left, and he immediately raised his gun and turned around, but there was no trace of him.

The ghostly screams from nowhere echoed in his ears, making him feel furious in his heart, but he was a little nervous for a moment.

He looked back and was astonished to find that the light was not far behind him, and it was the place where he had entered the gray mist, as if he could return by taking two steps back.

He was a little hesitant and a little shaken in his heart.

Further life and death are uncertain, take a step back and open the sky.

How do you choose?

Thinking about his family and his girlfriend who lives in New York, the young police officer resolutely chose to puff up his chest and move forward with a gun, bound to protect the safety of New York!

Yan Qi saw the young armed policeman's choice through the mirror in his hand, and shook his head inaudibly.

He set up a formation here to confuse mortals, cooperate with the ghost miasma, and divide the nearly a thousand White Eagle policemen, scare them, and force them to withdraw.

Yan Qi had no intention of harming them, he just wanted them to leave, and at the same time, he waited for the situation on Antonio's side, cooperated with Antonio, and reasonably got a wave of that seventh-level magician.

The magic teleportation array on his side has been basically constructed, and he only needs the last and easiest step, and now he is waiting for the White Eagle Mansion to do everything.

This formation set up by himself does not have any effect of killing the enemy, only trapping the enemy.

But if you stay in the formation for too long, you will also die due to the invasion of ghost energy.

Not everyone was like the young armed policeman, some of whom hesitated at this moment and finally chose to quit, and when they returned, they looked depressed and bowed their heads silently.

Of course, no one blames them, after all, it is not easy for them to pass on the information.

The Commander was secretly anxious, but to no avail.

After about half an hour, nearly 1,000 policemen came out one after another, more than 800 people, and the remaining 100 people never came out.

They were silent until a policeman brought back the body of a comrade. -

Ash fog is poisonous.

In an instant, they were firm in their hearts, and they were about to interrogate the government, but they were greeted with armored vehicles and tanks from the military.

"Gentlemen, please withdraw and evacuate the crowds, we are going to carry out artillery covering. In the tank, a soldier of no lower rank showed his head and said to the commander.

Seeing this, the commander frowned: "This gentleman, there are more than a hundred of our brothers inside. ”

"I have the highest respect for them. ”

The soldier saluted solemnly at the gray mist, and then said, "They are heroes of our country, warriors who fought for New York all their lives, and we will always remember them." ”

After speaking, the soldier held the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "All ready, fire coverage, open fire!"

The police commander opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed the words that were about to be uttered and said to the policemen: "Retreat!"

On the other side, the tanks opened fire, the sound of bombardment was incessant, and the muzzles of the guns vented their anger, and they bombarded the gray fog in an all-round way.

Inside the tank, the officer looked triumphantly at the direction of the bombing on the radar, satisfied.

It's just that he soon lost that kind of pride.

Because the gray fog has not changed, nothing has changed, it is still the same.

His mentality instantly became serious, and he was about to command the tank corps to do it again on the walkie-talkie, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak, but chose to report the intelligence to Trump.

When Trump learned the news, he was speechless for a while.

"How are the people evacuated?"

He asked the governor feebly.

The governor of New York was also listless, and said to Trump: "The South City has been evacuated, but some people are unwilling to evacuate, thinking that this is a conspiracy of the government." ”

"Conspiracy, what conspiracy?"

Trump was happy and said, "What do they think we're going to do?"

"The slum people thought we were finding an excuse to get them out of the slum so that we could eradicate it and build a playground for the rich. The governor said truthfully.

"Let them be, if they don't want to retreat, they don't want to. ”

Trump lost interest as soon as he heard it, it turned out to be from the slums, so it didn't matter.

If the rich people in the high-end villa area are unwilling to evacuate, then Trump will let the soldiers tie them up for anything.

But without money, there is no way to create value for the White Eagle ... Forget it, you guys can do whatever you like.

Benevolence and righteousness are exhausted, and it doesn't matter if they believe it or not.

It's just that what worries Trump the most is the arrival of the son of Satan!

"In less than an hour, the son of Satan will come, how are you preparing?"

Antonio's proper appearance put a lot of pressure on Trump.

"An hour..."

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty, you really won't help?"

"I'm already taking a huge risk to be able to do all of these things now. ”

Antonio righteously blocked Trump's next words: "Everything needs to be solved by yourselves." ”

Trump nodded and said helplessly: "I understand, give me another forty minutes, and after forty minutes I will choose to launch a hydrogen bomb." ”

The last 40 minutes were also the last chance for the people of New York State to evacuate.

Today, the president's staff has begun to calculate the explosion range of the hydrogen bomb.

If the southern suburbs of New York were to be used as the launch point, the scope of the impact would be very wide.

A few minutes later, the staff gave an answer.

One-fifth of the New York area will be directly destroyed, and one-third of the New York metropolitan area will be affected, and the economic damage will be in the hundreds of billions!

The price is heavy, but much smaller than the legendary coming of the son of Satan.

"Notice, 16:47, launch a hydrogen bomb to bomb the son of Satan!"