"Grenade, throw grenade."

After being shocked by the power of the Netherworld, Wen Ming was the first to react.

"Hurry!"

The almost hysterical ranting orders were not just about saving the lives of American GIs.

The only reasonable explanation for the Nether's ability to become so powerful in such a short period of time is that the Netherworld has absorbed enough energy. Rather than being made up of Bose-Einstein condensates, it is better to say that the Netherworld is made up of energy.

A Nobel Prize-winning physical scientist discovered that the condensation state is the same as the particle, which is the energy that makes up the netherworld. The molecular structure of this energy itself is frictionless, which is known as the condensation state.

But as Wen Ming said before, the external movement form of human beings can remain stationary, or they can run in a state of motion, and the same is true for the Netherworld.

When they keep themselves in a condensed state, they act like light and shadow, and no physical attack can harm them. And when they want to physically attack, they can control the internal molecular structure of their bodies and carry out violent frictional movements.

Kinetic energy comes from this.

The more energy Nethers absorb, the more kinetic energy they can release, like grenades, which won't hurt anything until they explode. But if the fuse is pulled, the instantaneous lethality is enough to kill anyone.

The first Netherworld to appear was an ordinary grenade. And the ghost, which just knocked over an armored car twice, is a high-yield C4 explosive pack. Since it can be changed from an ordinary grenade to an explosive pack, it can also be changed from an explosive pack to a nuclear bomb.

Wen Ming's body couldn't even withstand the explosion of an ordinary grenade, so he was scared, so he had to deal with it, so he roared out.

In the communication device equipped with the tactical goggles, the roar of Wen Ming was still echoing, and the awakened Colonel Hans also roared out in an instant.

"Grenade, cover with grenades."

Colonel Hans's eyes were red and bloodshot as he jerked himself up from the armored vehicle, his fists clenched.

From his vantage point, the group of American GIs was running towards the armored vehicles equipped with guards, and behind them there were more than a dozen Nethers rushing at high speed.

Everyone knows that as long as those ghosts bump into those American GIs, then there are only two possibilities for the fate of those American GIs. One is that, like the previous dead, they were frozen to death by absolute zero instantly. The other, like the armored car, was hit by a huge kinetic energy.

Of course, the human body is no better than a dozen tons of armored vehicles, they cannot be overturned, they will only be knocked into the air, really knocked into the air, and then before they hit the ground, they will die of broken internal organs.

Under the prompting of two commands, the American GIs who surrounded Colonel Hans's armored car directly stopped shooting and covered, took out the iron sand grenades they were carrying and threw them at their comrades.

The American GIs on the run, completely ignoring the grenades thrown by their comrades, did not stop running at all. However, the hearts of each of them are counting the seconds.

“3、2、1……”

As soon as three seconds passed, all the running American GIs threw themselves to the ground, holding their heads with both hands, and ignoring the outside world like ostriches frightened.

At this time, the fastest Nether was less than 3 meters away from the last American GI.

The iron sand grenade that was thrown out, the closest one to the Netherworld landed 2 meters behind it.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

A series of explosions sounded, and 8 iron sand grenades exploded almost simultaneously, and the black iron sand instantly filled a distance of more than ten meters.

The ghost, which was about to rush to the American GIs, was naturally within the coverage of the iron sand. The figure, which could only be seen through tactical goggles, instantly manifested after being wrapped in iron sand.

From the perspective of not wearing tactical goggles, the pure black fine iron sand instantly gathered into one human form after another, and in the gap wrapped in the iron sand, it seemed that only air existed.

"Attack!"

Colonel Hans was already in full combat mode at this time, and when he saw that a dozen Netherworlds were all wrapped in iron sand, and then limited in their incredible speed, and could only force their struggles in place, he did not hesitate to give the order to attack.

The 8 Delta Special Operators who had just thrown out the grenade instantly raised their energy guns and frantically poured energy beams of light towards the Netherworld. Among the American GIs who were spread to the ground, except for three who were injured because they were too close to the grenade, the other American GIs turned over directly on the ground, raised the energy guns in their hands and began to shoot.

Having lost their speed and being trapped in place by iron sand, this group of American GIs was able to launch an effective attack even if they did not have tactical goggles. Not to mention, they have not only tactical goggles, but also hyperspectral searchlights on armored vehicles for assistance.

"N73 direction, N97 direction......"

Although Wen Ming and the others were in the military base, because all the tactical goggle perspectives, as well as the perspective of hyperspectral searchlights, were concentrated on the terminal server in front of them. So, they are the ones who know the location of the netherworld best.

Including a few nethers that were not trapped by iron sand, they also confirmed their locations.

"Still grenades."

After several American GIs learned the location, they directly gave up attacking the Nether, which was no longer able to move, and began to throw grenades at other directions.

At this time, almost the entire area of engagement was covered in pure iron sand, and the Netherworld could not get close to those American GIs at all.

Every Nether that was hit by the energy gun burst like foam, and melted in place like snow, leaving behind a puddle of pale blue energy liquid that could only be seen from the perspective of tactical goggles.

"All enemy units have been wiped out!"

A debriefing relieved everyone, leaving a few American GIs on guard, the rest of the GIs began to rescue their wounded companions. This time, they did not die at the hands of the Netherworld, but were wounded by the explosion of their own iron sand grenades.

But even those who are injured do not blame, they do not resent it, and it is perfectly acceptable to be injured compared to death.

Moreover, because the grenade uses fine pure iron sand, even after the explosion bonus, the lethality it can cause to humans is limited.

Wen Ming sat back in his chair, he knew that the dozen or so Netherworlds had not been destroyed, but since he could break them up, then everything still had a chance.

Just as Colonel Hans was about to give the order to retreat, Fran suddenly let out an exclamation.

This exclamation alerted everyone, and even after this exclamation, Colonel Hans looked at the blind spot of the monitor in front of him, which was the position above the armored vehicle.

A Netherworld leaped from nowhere, jumping directly over the falling iron sand from the sky, and at its feet was Colonel Hans's armored car.

Judging from the destructive power that can be caused by the Netherworld that overturned the armored car just now, the attack of this Nether is very likely to directly cause Colonel Hans to die in the armored car. After the loss of this armored car, none of the American GIs were able to escape from this area.

Wen Ming had speculated before that the speed at which they escaped could not compare to the speed at which the Netherworld recovered. Moreover, they don't have many iron sand grenades, and they don't have much power for their energy guns.

Hans didn't close his eyes and wait for death, he wanted to see what the enemy who killed him was like, but because the Netherworld was descending faster than the hyperspectral searchlight was moving, he lost the trace of the Netherworld.

"Why, I just took off my tactical goggles? No, even if I hadn't taken it off, I wouldn't be able to see it, because I couldn't catch the Nether's tracks through the screen. ”

Despair suddenly appeared, and Hans thought of his family, and was about to say goodbye in his heart, when Hans heard an angelic voice. No, it's a God-like voice.

It was a sound that belonged to Wen Ming.

"Guard!"