At sunset, Mo Tie stood among the mountains, kicking American tanks one by one, or picking up an armored car and smashing it at the helicopter.

Soon, most of the vanguard was wiped out by him.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air in the distance, and several fighters flew from an altitude of seven or eight thousand meters, and when they were about to approach Mo Tie, they did not hesitate to drop hundreds of shells.

The battlefield was suddenly covered with artillery fire.

Mo Tie covered the back of his neck with both hands, stood firm, and survived this round of bombing.

"Damn, the Yankees are really shameless, they start bombing without saying hello." He cursed in his heart.

"Shhh A cannonball directly smashed Mo Tie's right hand and exploded around him, sending him flying.

The horror was that when he fell to the ground, several shells broke his left leg, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"Nima, it hurts."

Mo Tie turned over and lay on the ground, keeping his neck close to the ground to prevent him from being mistakenly hit when he was repairing his body.

Suddenly, a large amount of white smoke came out of his giant body, which was characteristic of speeding up the repair of his body.

"Choked to death, finally killed him!"

The American soldiers cheered as if it were Christmas, and their hats were taken off and thrown into the sky.

However, their festival did not last long, and within a minute, a tall figure stood up in the smoke, and a fierce red light shot from his eyes.

"Roar!"

Translated, it's probably a sentence that starts with F.

Mo Tie used the fastest speed to trample all the nearby American troops before those fighters flew back.

He then jumped out of the giant's head and dived into the woods in human form.

Now that the air raids have been bombed, the U.S. troops in the camp are ready to take revenge.

Mo Tie made his way through the woods as fast as he could, coming to the vicinity of the camp.

The U.S. forces here have cut off contact with the vanguard, have discovered the problem, and are trying to find a way to get the outside aircraft carriers to send some more troops in.

With the recollected ammunition in hand, Mo Tie climbed a tree and continued to exert his ultra-long-range sniping ability.

Two soldiers were on duty at the door of the ammunition depot, and Hangerlang stood there, talking about the weather on Skull Island.

"Hey, Mad, I dare say there will never be such good weather on the coast of California, and when we get back, I'll invite you to my farm. Mad? ”

The soldier who spoke looked up, wondering why his companion had not responded, only to see a corpse lying in front of the tent with half of its skull missing.

"Enemy attack!"

With his alarm, the entire camp boiled.

"What? Someone coming? Has the task force been wiped out? The commander was shocked.

"I'm afraid so, sir, now we need your instructions on what to do next?" The deputy said with an ugly face.

The commander forcibly calmed down and said: "Don't panic, first find out how many enemies there are and where they are?" By the way, let the fighters fly out and ask the few soldiers on the aircraft carrier who survived last time, didn't they say that there is only a group of backward primitives here? I don't believe primitive people can fucking jerk off? ”

"Ahh

Outside the tent, another soldier fell.

The deputy hurried to convey the order, and the commander held his chin in his hand, frowned, and waited for information in distress.

After the death of a dozen more soldiers who had not been hidden, the deputy rushed into the tent to report.

"Sir, said the experienced sniper...... There may be only one person on the other side. ”

The deputy couldn't believe this conclusion either, and said hesitantly.

", are you kidding? A few hundred American troops were pinned down in the camp by one man! ”

The commander was furious and almost fanned his deputy out.

After Mo Tie found that the soldiers were hiding in the tent, he smiled proudly, and used his energy to accelerate into the body used in the Embroidered Spring Knife World, because this body was able to use thermal vision.

Sure enough, he easily looked through all the tents in the American camp.

Hey, there's a guy in the corner who seems to be angry, and his body temperature is unusually high, so let's send him to God first, after all, he may be in a hurry.

"Whoosh!"

Muffled bullets pierced the tent with precision, blossoming on the commander's head.

The deputy looked at the face of the commander in front of him in a daze, "disappeared", cold sweat flowed down, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said to the correspondent on the side:

"Quick, notify the fighter ......"

However, before he finished his words, he followed in the footsteps of the commander.

Mo Tie cleared a camp tent with three shots.

Without command, there was no communication between the US troops in the various camps, and everyone thought they were safe, but they didn't know that Mo Tie was destroying them one by one.

During this period, Mo Tie also went to the ammunition depot to change a more powerful M700 sniper rifle, and followed a few boxes of bullets, as if entering a no-man's land.

After changing his outfit, Mo Tie was more efficient, and bullet after bullet passed through the camp tent, harvesting the lives of American soldiers.

Reality is far more exciting than fiction, and an entire camp of American soldiers was quietly killed.

When the fighters in the sky were about to run out of fuel, they still did not receive the next instructions, so they could only pass through the thundercloud storm and return to the aircraft carrier in the open sea.

Listening to the pilot's combat report, the commander on the aircraft carrier frowned and found that things were not simple.

But now it was getting late, and he couldn't let the soldiers take any more risks, so he had to delay for a night.

Mo Tie returned to the place where the vanguard of the U.S. Army was wiped out, and saw King Kong rummaging through there, as if looking for his corpse.

"Hey, man, you have some faith in me." Mo Tie smiled and walked out of the woods.

King Kong roared happily, picked up Mo Tie when he came up, threw it on his shoulder, and hurried back.

It probably won't be long before these happy days, unless those people can act faster, Mo Tie thought.

The U.S. military moved very quickly, so he was sure that these guys must have sent troops to Skull Island without the approval of Congress, probably because they wanted to take the entire island first and then report it.

At that time, there was also a group of geologists among the Americans on the outlying islands, who were in charge of another top-secret American program, the Imperial Project.

The whole project was planned to find powerful creatures around the world.

Judging by King Kong's relationship with the Americans, the geologists should consider coexisting peacefully with him against the skeletal monitor lizards from the ground and other monsters that may appear in the future.

However, this will have to be approved by the members of the parliament who are in charge of the imperial plan, and it is not known how many days before they will come with orders to drive out the military aircraft carriers outside the storm around the island.

At night, King Kong may have sensed something, guarding Mo Tie step by step, and even watching the stars sat on the cliff next to him.

Mo Tie turned his head and looked at this big man who was more than forty meters sticking to himself, and couldn't help laughing.

"You're going to grow up, and I'm going to have to get out of here. Maybe in the future, someone will follow you to take care of you, and when the time comes, don't forget my grilled fish. ”

"Roar!"

The roar revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.