The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. punched the remorseful Obahi hard.

"Fuck you, Fake." After knocking down Oba Hei with a punch, he ignored him and walked straight to an old blue telephone, which only had a single telephone line, so it was not disturbed by the red dragon at all.

So, the phone still works.

After the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. pressed a few buttons, he connected the phone, and the director said a few words with a heavy face next to him, and hung up the phone, from the vacant technology to the raid on the Pentagon, more than 20 minutes have passed, and the Pentagon has been directly destroyed and has become a ruin. Now, the behemoth of US imperialism has begun to act.

After hanging up the phone, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. had a deep face, this time Oba Hei, an idiot, had lost the face of the entire Great American Emperor and let others bully him, which was intolerable.

In the sky above the Pentagon, the hundreds of red figures are still suspended in the sky, quietly waiting for something, the Pentagon that has become a ruin, and the miserable howls and griefs of people are everywhere.

Only about 20 minutes have passed since this sudden attack, which directly shocked people all over the world. Everyone is overwhelmed.

And the large forces of the United States are frantically rushing here, and all the radar monitoring is jammed by the Red Dragon, and it is impossible to identify the anti-gravity sports car over the Pentagon, nor can it activate the anti-aircraft gun.

Sou!

The sound of a rocket launching, shooting directly at the anti-gravity sports car in the sky, it was the arrival of the elite troops of the United States.

Bang!

The rocket exploded in an instant on the anti-gravity sports car, like a small mushroom cloud, and everyone watched with wide eyes.

Roar!

With a dragon roar, the red anti-gravity sports car rushed out of the firelight, let out a sharp dragon roar in the air, and flew frantically towards the place where the cannon fired.

"I'll go, it's a conventional missile, and there is no damage at all?"

"6666, this anti-gravity sports car is too flowing."

...

At the place where the missiles were launched, countless armored vehicles, tanks, and a large number of fighters were already gathered there.

All that was left of the blown up anti-gravity sports car was Vulcan Gatling, buzzing wildly.

Da Da...

The anti-gravity sports car swept straight at the elite armored vehicles.

Vulcan Gatling is powerful, but not powerful enough to break a tank.

The bullet hit the heavy tank, making a dull thudding sound and a few small holes.

Below, several bulky tanks fired several shells towards the anti-gravity sports car position.

And the anti-gravity sports car was at the moment when the shell came, and the body flicked its tail to the right and deviated from its position, and the shell missed.

Hiss!

People who know about arms gasp, those bulky tanks are not junk tanks, they are the latest tearing artillery researched by the United States, first lock on to the target, fire out the shell, the shell has the ability to track, let the shell make the ultimate turn in the air, and the bomb is equipped with countless steel nails, and the steel nail is also a bomb, which wants to bombard the target, it is indestructible.

"It's amazing, the reaction speed of this anti-gravity sports car can be compared to how many fighter jets."

"yes, that anti-gravity sports car seems to be wearing some kind of device, and those tracking shells are not tracking, it's terrible."

"That device is simply the nemesis of the new tank of the US imperialists, what kind of way is this vacant technology, that anti-gravity sports car, it can simply open a new chapter in the exploration of the universe."

Several arms dealers watching the live broadcast kept discussing.

Just when everyone was shocked, a group of fighter jets appeared directly over the Pentagon. All are loaded with conventional missiles.

"The Eagle finds the target, and the clean-up operation begins."

The group of fighters rushed directly to the sports car suspended in the air, and it was the first time they had seen this situation, and they were all shocked in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Honglong's face was expressionless, he knew that going deep into the depths of the United States and bombing the base camp was a provocation to the US imperialists, and they would definitely clear it to the end, all of this depended on what those backers did.

Thinking of this, the red dragon directly issued an order, and that command directly caused the floating anti-gravity sports car in the air to emit a sharp dragon roar, which made people's scalps tingle.

Hundreds of anti-gravity sports cars began to spin wildly around Vulcan Gatling, bullets and bullets shooting wildly.

And this crazy anti-gravity sports car, the bullets directly formed a torrent of bullets, and ran towards the group of fighters.

The fighter did not have a heavy defense, and was directly torn to pieces by the sports car that was not afraid of the sky, the ground, and could not be moved.

More and more fighters were constantly torn apart by bullets and exploded, so that the group of fighters directly scattered in a hurry, constantly bombarding with shelling.

And the group of US imperialist troops below who dared to come also drove cruising anti-aircraft shells, V3 rockets, etc. As long as it is a big killer, all of them are scattered and gathered below.

There are many more fighter groups coming here.

Fighter planes in the sky are like flies, flying everywhere and bombing indiscriminately.

The underground artillery array, regardless of three, seven or twenty-one, just fire artillery.

"Weng hum—" It was the sound of Vulcan Gatling running out of bullets, and it was getting quieter and quieter.

Everyone is rising in their hearts, and as long as there are no bullets, they are like toothless tigers.

And at this moment!

The anti-gravity sports cars gathered together, silently suspended in the air.

No one knows what the fighters inside are doing.

And the red dragon knows that the soldiers inside are saluting the best etiquette of the red police in the direction of Huaxia, and Huaxia has their master!

Suddenly, "Buzz! "The hundreds of anti-gravity sports cars went crazy and rushed towards the group of fighters.

"Bang."

The speed was extremely fast, so people couldn't react at all, the anti-gravity sports car directly hit the fighter group, the fighter group couldn't stop it at all, and the anti-gravity sports car directly pretended to be a fighter that didn't react and fell down.

Everyone saw it, it was too intense, it was crazy.

Is this the rhythm of going suicidal?

The dragon roar that made people run away, with unyielding and angry emotions, is now so crazy that many people are worried in their hearts, what kind of emotion is that.

Without the Vulcan Gatling, and the anti-gravity sports cars with rockets, they could only use their hard bodies to ram. As one is destroyed, more and more gravity-defying sports cars explode and fall from above.

Many people saw this scene with their mouths open, not knowing what to say.

And Obahei and the others, who were hiding in the basement, were listening to the good news coming one by one, the face of the empire could not be beaten like this!