At the base, the sirens sounded.

The whole base was an instant sensation.

There are many kinds of alarm sounds, representing different threat levels, the lowest level is the level, the most common, the most common alarm, and then the level, not very common, can only be seen once in a few months.

And then there's the level, which is already a very advanced threat.

Next, there is the level, a very serious threat, once it appears, it needs to be reported to the Ministry of Defense and the army needs to be dispatched.

Finally, there is a level, which is the highest level, which represents a deadly threat, which will pose a great threat to national security, and must be reported to the President of the United States.

Of course, in the rumors, above the ranks, there seems to be a higher rank, but that is just a rumor, no one can confirm it.

Now, the alarm sounding at the base is level, which represents a very serious threat.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

In the base building, groups of soldiers rushed out and rushed to the airport, boarding transport planes.

Men with blank faces wearing black robes and wooden canes walked out and boarded the transport plane.

Military planes took off one after another, rushed into the sky, and flew to the city.

In the vicinity of the city, in an ordinary military base, it also became busy, soldiers assembled, Black Hawk rose into the air, and rushed to the city.

In the city, the alarm was sounded.

On the TV, there is an urgent news break.

There were police cars everywhere, and the situation was chaotic.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Damn! Do you think I look like I know? I heard that it was a terrorist attack, what kind of bullet is coming, I don't know, anyway, it's very powerful. ”

Such conversations take place on the streets everywhere.

Listening to the noise around him, Tang Hao sat there with a depressed expression.

"As for it!"

He muttered.

"Forget it, let's drink coffee!" he drank all the coffee in his cup, walked into the store, got another one, and continued to drink calmly.

Soon, it was nearly dusk.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

With the roaring sound of propellers, one after another helicopter gunships swept from the other side of the city, full of momentum.

"Holy!"

Tang Hao raised his eyes and rolled his eyes.

This situation seems to be a little out of control, he originally wanted to make trouble and give that department a little bit of a look, but this posture is completely like a war.

Forget it, if it's out of control, it's out of control, and he's not afraid anyway!

Then, swishing, one after another armed drones, like falcons, swept over, and several of them just swept over Tang Hao's head.

Tang Hao glanced at it, then lowered his head and continued to drink coffee.

At this moment, on the other side of the city, a convoy approached, like a long line, and stopped ten blocks from here.

Here, civilians have long been evacuated, and improvised command centers have been set up.

As soon as the door opened, there were officers in front of them, with a sign on their epaulettes, and men in black robes in the middle.

Finally, there are teams of heavily armed special soldiers.

"How's it going?"

The commander stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

In the command center, those people had strange faces.

"What the hell is going on?" the commander was stunned.

"Sir, see for yourself!" they pointed to a computer screen.

The commander stepped forward with the people, looked at it fixedly, and was stunned for a moment.

Then, his eyes widened, and he almost lost his breath.

Nima!

The man in the picture is sitting on the side of the street, leisurely drinking coffee, and from time to time, waving at the drone cruising in the sky.

How arrogant does this have to be to do this!

The commander's figure flickered, his face turned red, and he endured it, so that no mouthful of old blood spurted out.

And the people behind him also had similar expressions, their faces flushed, and their eyes breathed fire.

"It's so deceitful!"

The commander gritted his teeth and said, "Have you figured it out, who the hell is it?"

"This hasn't been figured out yet!" one officer hesitated.

"What? Are you an idiot! It's been so long that you haven't even been identified! What are you doing with a head!" the commander roared.

The officer was a little aggrieved and said, "There is really no way to confirm this, sir."

As he spoke, he asked people to zoom in closer, but the face in the picture was a little blurry and couldn't be seen clearly at all.

"What's going on?" said the commander.

"I don't know! In this case, there is no way to confirm, and the only thing that can be determined now is that this person is Asian, not very old, at most in his twenties. ”

"Twenties?"

The commander let out a low cry of disbelief.

A kid in his twenties can have the ability to kill nineteen of his subordinates in a row?

What a joke!

Then, his face sank, "Asian? Damn, what country is it?"

"General, what now?" asked someone behind him.

"What should I do, just blow him up! He killed so many of us, and he was so arrogant, should he be kept alive!" the commander roared.

"All drones, helicopters, all of them will be dispatched to me, come with a salvo, and directly blow him up!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the Black Hawks in the sky, and the drones, all went towards that side, intending to strike.

Just then, someone shouted, "He's moving!"

Everyone looked together, and saw that in the picture, the young man stood up, and suddenly, as if he was doing a trick, there was an extra handful in his hands, and he carried it on his shoulders.

Then, with a whoosh, rockets erupted.

"Report! Report! Black Hawk III Shot"

There was a panicked shout of the driver, which was transmitted through the contact system.

Then, with a bang, it came from not far away.

There was a dead silence in the command center.

Everyone froze in place, staring at the screen in front of them.

In the screen, the young man kept firing rockets, throwing them one after the other, and a handful appeared in his hand as if by magic.

The helicopters and drones fell like dumplings.

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?"

Someone muttered.

As he spoke, he slapped himself.

With a cry of pain, he immediately realized that this was not a dream.

It's all true!

But how is this possible? Where did these weapons come from?

He was clutching his head, and he was going crazy.

Rumble!

The last drone fell, causing a burst of flames.

In the command center, there was still dead silence.

Even those Western wizards were sluggish.

Where have they ever seen such a battle?

It was a moment before the commander came to his senses, trembling with rage.

Shame!

No matter who this guy is, if he dares to provoke him and provoke the United States, then he will die!

"Strike, strike, everyone, all of them, and smash this hateful bastard to smithereens. He roared madly at the group of Western wizards behind him.