The Pentagon's combat command headquarters, the world's most advanced and combat-oriented communications command system, is operating in an orderly manner.

"The E-3 AWACS aircraft has arrived at the designated battlefield and is flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters!"

"Order AWACS to continue climbing!"

"Bomber combat formations are ready to take off at any time!"

"Order them to take off in five minutes!"

All operational deployments have been deployed, and a special battle is about to begin!

General Austin is the commander of this war, although he is still a little confused about this inexplicable war, but, as an orthodox Mi** person, he still did not hesitate to use the greatest power in his hands to try to fight a beautiful encirclement and annihilation battle!

Oh, oh my God, isn't it a little too cruel for those poor natives who are still partying to do this?

Lonely and unheard of like them, I am afraid that I can't even think of it, in the wilderness where they are deserted for hundreds of miles, in the howling cold wind, regardless of the wind and cold, dancing those primitive and funny dances, dancing their ** breasts, beating the broken drum made of tree bark At the same time, there are two geosynchronous orbit satellites at an altitude of 36,000 kilometers above their heads, locking their every move throughout the whole process!

I have to say, this treatment is simply super luxurious, presumably even if they die, they will feel very honored, right?

A geological hazard monitoring satellite, a military exploration satellite, wireless spectrum, infrared sensing, and all kinds of means of detecting and identifying energy and objects have been fully activated, and an astonishing number of high-end physicists, human potential research experts, psychopathologists, and other scientific workers are doing the most meticulous research on their behavior.

Just wait for the two sticks to touch each other, one to expose the despicable methods played by the other, and when he finds the factual evidence of their crimes, then he can show his strength.

With planes and missiles raining down, this is simply the most luxurious party in history, and the audience and friends who see this scene will smile and feel that these fireworks are enough to comfort their frightened little hearts, right?

Of course, in this epic battle, these contemptible gods are only the inevitable supporting characters, and they are worthy of being the inconspicuous backdrop of the nourishing dirt behind the glamorous General Austin!

He must bury all the Indian miscellaneous pieces who pretend to be gods and ghosts in front of the people of the whole country, like their ancestors, in this land that belongs to the white people!

Anyway, the council has given him full authorization, and God knows how those asshole-sucking misers could be so bold this time, but who cares about him?

Let the planes fly a little longer, let the missiles fire a few more times, as long as the problem is solved, whether it is yourself, the company, the arms company, the military logistics system, or the national parliament, you will benefit immensely.

Money, what is that? Could it be more important than the lives of the soldiers?

People will only see themselves as a big hero, and who will point their noses at them and scold themselves: you have wasted taxpayers' money, and this is how our taxpayers' money is wasted?

If there really is such a fool, the forgiving General Austin will definitely tell him very kindly, oh, brother, you don't understand war!

Just when the boundless imagination of the great General Austin has extended beyond the galaxy, his deputy, Mr. Arthur, the colonel of the rice army, unwittingly pulls him back to reality.

"Your Excellency General Austin, I thought this war was too ridiculous, could it be that wise councillors and gentlemen would believe in that neon nation's magic stick, and then mobilize the power of the whole country to pay for his actions? I still can't imagine such a reality, have I been detached from reality for too long, and such a ridiculous thing can happen in the great United States? Isn't this something as absurd as the peasant army of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom would do? ”

I want to say here that Mr. Arthur has recently been fascinated by the history of Huaxia Kingdom, and has seen many absurd records on a website called Terminal.com in the online community of Huaxia Kingdom.

"Oh, Arthur, don't you know that I'm conceiving some great idea, you're interrupting my great idea!"

General Austin looked at this noble child with low emotional intelligence angrily, and felt that his parents really did not fulfill their responsibilities and obligations very well, and cultivated such a headache deputy for themselves!

"Okay, even if some parliamentarians are dizzy, the passage of some bills is not up to them, there are some things worth considering, you just need to know and grasp it together!"

"Is that so?" Colonel Arthur asked stupidly, "So, that neon man, are you going to blow it up together?" ”

"It's up to him to perform!" General Austin smiled, "If he shows something valuable, he can go into exile in the United States and enjoy his old age in some research institutions in the United States, if there is no value, hehe, who will care if he lives or dies?" ”

"So, the Neon Nation has already made some agreements with us behind our backs?" Arthur asked curiously.

"What do you think? Otherwise, how could a neon man or a religious madman come into our sight so easily? It is said that this person is making trouble in the neon country, and even His Excellency the Neon Emperor and some religious giants and chaebol leaders are very worried about him, not to uproot him, do you think the neon people will be so kind and take the initiative to visit the godfather's illness? It wishes we were dying! ”

…………

Sukeo Matsumoto walked step by step on this wilderness.

His retinue had all been left in the hotel, and it was a conversation between gods, not an occasion for them to participate.

In the distance, a grand ceremony was being held to worship the heavens, and thousands of high-ranking Indian people were involved, and they with the purest Indian blood were calling for those ancient heroic spirits.

This is destined to be a celestial ritual that will shock the entire modern society.

His heart unconsciously became a little gloomy.

That seemed to be some kind of ominous sign......

I still underestimate this opponent!

The tide of Yuan Force is using it as the origin to transmit some kind of abnormal information.

He felt as if he was walking in a deep river, and he had a faint feeling of being coerced by the Yuan Force, and he couldn't help but be shocked by the surging Yuan Force.

What kind of power is this?

The sound of the trumpet sounded in his ears, and he seemed to be in some kind of environment that only existed in ancient times, with jackals rampant and dangerous!

"Hole, hole...... Dada......"

The frequencies filled with the strange flavor of an exotic land had entered his ears, and it was the tune of the instrumental percussion in the ghost dance.

Walking through a canopy of artemisia grass more than one person high, a grand scene appeared in front of his eyes!

Countless people, countless fires, countless tents, but all this was just an insignificant background, and he could see Russell in the crowd at a glance!

Russell saw him too!

There was a hint of clarity in his eyes: It was you who killed those ancient souls?

Sukeo Matsumoto smiled slightly: What can you do if you know?

Russell waved his hand, and all the sounds quickly stopped from one point, and the flow of people followed his line of sight, making way for a long corridor.

The two of them, separated by a cluster of fire, under the sanitation of countless aircraft and missiles tens of hundreds and thousands of kilometers away, seemed to be calmly making the final opening remarks.

A ** invisible idea, in the space to do the most direct confrontation.

Thoughts are like knives, and the air is twisted, refracted, shattered, and hazy.

The fire between the two of them was extinguished and burst into flames, and countless tiny insects exploded in pieces between those thoughts, like a bizarre supernatural drama, which made people chill when they watched it.

Everyone except the two of them fell to their knees involuntarily, the cold, man who came from the darkness was like a great demon god with destruction, and their great prophet and saint had unknowingly shed red blood from his nostrils.

The exchange went on like that, but the blood in Russell's mouth and nose flowed slowly like a small spring, with a strange golden hue in it.

"You're late!"

"Oh?"

"Actually, even if you come ten days early, a month, the ending will not change! Mizhou is my territory, no one here can kill me, at least you can't, at least for the time being! ”

"Is that so?"

"Your strength is strong! But, it's definitely not invincible! It's not seamless! ”

"You want to try?"

"If you want, you know, I'm just a small character, if you don't want to lose some kind of opportunity, just give it a try!"

"It seems that you are still scared!"

"If you have to say that, whatever you want."

Sukeo Matsumoto clenched his fists slightly, and for the first time he let out a voice from his mouth, "Look at your unlucky appearance!" I feel like I'm overestimating you! Waste like you doesn't seem to deserve it at all...... That's the ...... Artifact! ”

He finally confided that word for the first time, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes!

"It seems that you have lost your faith, and you no longer have the luxury of that supreme position?"

Russell smiled with a bloody mouth, "Originally, I thought about waiting a little longer, but unfortunately you didn't give it a chance, then, let the world see our strength!" ”

As he spoke, he threw a roll of parchment into the campfire, and the ancient parchment was stained with blood, but it was reduced to ashes in an instant.

Sukeo Matsumoto's eyes were up, boom!

He let go of his momentum!

PS: Thank you Ghost Heart! Thank you, Joy!