Night, Washington, D.C.

It was the quiet second half of the night, when most people were asleep, but some people were partying on the streets.

They shouted and screamed, holding torches or wine bottles, and celebrating wildly.

It was a gangster celebration party to celebrate the day's exploits - snatching military supplies from the dock warehouse.

Ivor Kitchin was very proud, he found the location of the military supplies, and rushed to the front when he started, and this celebration party can be said to be held for him.

He enjoyed the process very much, the adoring glances of his companions, the hateful and envious looks of the cowards.

It made him feel different, like a superior person.

"Rejoice, brethren!"

He shouted, and everyone around him cheered.

Without warning, suddenly there was a burst of gunfire, and bullets rained down from the sky, mercilessly piercing their bodies.

More than a dozen people fell to the ground and died on the spot, and the rest were in a mess, some screaming and running away, some looking nervous and looking around, and some pulling out their guns and firing back indiscriminately.

The corners of Qi Shan's mouth set off a slight arc, and the US M2HB heavy machine gun shone with sparks, and the 650 armor-piercing shells per minute frantically harvested human lives, and in just a few minutes, a hundred or dozens of people died.

The remaining dozens of people screamed and fled in all directions, and soon disappeared from Qi Shan's sight.

The spray flame of the Green Goblin flyboard changed, Qi Shan landed slowly, looked at the number of corpses slightly, and said lightly: "It's almost enough!" ”

Then the invisible space waves rippled out, ripples that could not be seen by the naked eye, and the corpses on the ground disappeared in circles.

After getting the corpse, Qi Shan rose to the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The lively celebration party was in chaos in an instant, and bullet marks and shocking blood stains all over the ground were intertwined into the tragedy of the battlefield, intimidating the fleeing people.

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The country is in a period of turmoil, and Washington, D.C., as the heart of US imperialism, cannot be unscrupulous.

On the edge of the SAR, they built a strategic defensive position, where an entire division of troops was stationed to prevent civil uprisings.

It has been six months since then, and after emergency training, the soldiers have gradually become accustomed to the combat mode without information-based command, and they are living in the barracks day after day.

Larry Daley is one of them, and it's his turn to be on duty today.

After persisting all night, he was also in a trance, looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The boring life made him a little numb, and what he looked forward to most every day was to rest after being laid off.

There is still an hour.

He muttered silently in his heart.

Suddenly, a black object fell from the sky and hit the ground, causing a violent explosion.

The flames swelled, and the sound shook the sky.

Larry froze for a second, then rushed to slap the alarm.

It was like pouring a bowl of water into a pot of hot oil, and the entire camp instantly boiled, and a large number of soldiers rushed out of the barracks everywhere.

The lieutenant gave a loud order, quickly formed the team, and distributed weapons.

An emergency response team on standby, fully armed, rushed to the scene of the incident.

The army came to life in an instant.

Standing at an altitude of 300 meters, Qi Shan's helmet display instantly took the picture into his eyes.

In less than a second, Qi Shan discovered the arsenal naturally.

Without saying a word, he swooped down on the arsenal.

"Look, what's that?" A soldier spotted the heavenly Qi Mountain and shouted loudly.

"It's not good, it's the enemy, fire quickly!"

"Fire, fire! Concentrate fire. ”

Gunfire rang out, and bullets rained down into the sky.

With a sneer on the corner of Qi Shan's mouth, his body swayed from side to side, sometimes stopping suddenly, sometimes turning around, his height was erratic, and he used a strange way to avoid the bullet flow.

Most of the concentrated fire attacks were thrown off, and there were sporadic bullets hitting the Green Goblin's armor, which had no effect other than sporadic sparks.

The Green Goblin skateboard dived, Qi Shan landed on the ground, a space door ten centimeters high and twenty meters wide slowly opened, and more than a hundred muzzles stretched out and opened fire collectively.

In an instant, the forms were reversed, and the troops were so suppressed by the powerful firepower that they could not raise their heads.

Qi Shan held up the MP5 and named it randomly, as long as someone dared to show his head, it would explode into a cloud of blood mist in the next second, without exception.

Throwing out a package, fifty or sixty small pumpkins rolled mischievously to the ground, and with the sound of clicking, explosions occurred one after another.

There was a time when the fire was blazing, and the sound shook the eardrums.

The space door closed, and Qi Shan flew directly into the arsenal.

A few seconds later, he flew out from the other side, paused slightly in the air, and in an instant, he turned like a missile, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

The entire course of the attack did not take more than two minutes.

After Qi Shan left for a long time, someone fired flares, and the anti-aircraft weapons were ready, and all kinds of defensive machine guns and countless air defense soldiers were lining up to look for suspicious targets, and they were nervous.

Ten minutes later, the fire truck burst into the camp and began to put out the fire, and the command called all the personnel together.

"Sir, this is the attacker!"

The staff officer handed the major general a sketch of Qi Shan's Green Goblin armor.

The major general looked at it for a long time, and then suddenly became furious, he tore the portrait to shreds, threw it on the face of the staff officer, and shouted: "What I want is analysis, useful military intelligence." I want to know who the enemy is and how they attacked us. The ratio of friend and foe coming out, and how to get revenge back! I'm not a police officer, so I don't need a missing person notice, and besides, you're not drawing a person at all! ”

The other officers hurriedly bowed their heads, for fear of being implicated.

The staff officer smiled bitterly: "General, this is the information that I got after gathering the confessions of all the soldiers who participated in the battle. The opponent obviously has ultra-modern technological weapons, just from the appearance of individual aircraft and exoskeleton armor, plus a surprise attack, our fighters simply cannot defend against it. ”

The major general clenched his fists tightly and said in a cold voice: "How much is the loss?" ”

"The current statistics are 127 killed and more than 500 wounded." The staff officer said: "And our arsenal is empty, and more than eight thousand cubic meters of arms and supplies have disappeared directly. We couldn't figure out how the other side did it.

According to eyewitness accounts, from the time the first bomb exploded to the time the other party rose into the sky and left, the entire attack process was only one minute and 35 seconds. The military is at stake, and the president's office has called to ask, and they ask you to go to the Pentagon tomorrow morning to report on the situation. ”

"Inform the Investigation Bureau to come and check internally and externally, I don't believe that this kid in exoskeleton armor has the ability to empty my arms at this moment. Buckle the logistics director, he must have a problem! ”

The major general snorted coldly, looked coldly at the officers who didn't dare to speak, and strode out of the headquarters.