Although there is no dragon god contract and dragon flute to restrain this dragon that will still expose the forbidden and untamed son, he believes that this dragon dares to be unfavorable to him, as long as he runs ten kilometers away, he will definitely be beaten all over the ground and look for teeth.

Satellites in the sky, radars on the ground, even if they are old models, are by no means ornaments for such a super metal bump. [.81zwww.xstxt.orgi I don't realize, whether it is Lin Mo's original world or in this world, the values of the land are surprisingly consistent.

This represents the space for survival, where no race or life can be compromised.

"Hmph~"

The golden dragon snorted and trembled, and the sharp scales and blades on its body shrank rapidly, shrinking with its size, and finally shrinking back to its original watch.

This guy's intention to stab Lin Mo to change careers failed, but he made himself angry, this bastard knight is still the same as before, he can jump like thunder on his own, but he is helpless against him.

"Hmph"

Lin Mo also snorted, grabbed the watch floating in front of him and buckled it on his wrist, turned around and began to look at the entire valley, it was really an unlucky place, it was actually a Jedi with cliffs on all sides, Lin Mo identified the direction, and went to find the location where the wreckage of his fighter plane fell, to see if he could find something that could be used.

For the dragon knight to climb with his bare hands, he only needs to support his own weight, and Lin Mo nimbly grasps the rock like a spider, as if he were walking on the ground.

"Ahem, cough, cough" The captain of the Takar squad of the garrison of the "lapis lazuli" castle, Muhammadji, raised his head, endured the uncomfortable strength of the fire in his lungs, and coughed up a dirt with saliva and sand from his mouth, his brain was still dazed, and he tried to lift it into the sky, and the air still exuded a scorching breath.

Although I don't know how long I've been in a faint mood, the sky is starting to brighten little by little, as if it's the next or third morning, but it's not heavy, the important thing is that I'm still alive and can see the sun rise.

"This is," Muhammadhi remembered the crimson flames and the loud noise that shook his internal organs before he lost consciousness.

The half-crippled AK-47 staggered to his feet, the rubble "messy" bricks that weighed down on his body were shaken to the ground.

There were corpses everywhere, flames everywhere, traces of blood that had dried up and turned black filled the sight, and there were still a few shēn "groans".

From time to time, you can hear the sound of a bullet exploding on the ground.

This is Hell 1

As soon as he thought of the figure of the fighter plane that seemed to be descending from the demon god, Muhammadji began to tremble, damn it, so many missiles couldn't shoot down the other party, could it be that the pilot was a god?

At the beginning, his "Jihadist National Liberation Army" guerrillas were completely destroyed by a fighter plane overnight, and as long as he saw the fighter plane, Muhamaj could not suppress the fear that went deep into his bones.

In the midst of the ruins, taking a big breath, it took a long time to regain his sanity and composure, and his godless gaze scanned the surroundings aimlessly, and Muhammaji's perspective seemed to have a sudden resemblance.

"Lira 1 Lira 1 My Brother"

He stumbled over, his mood began to move, as for the life and death of other people, it was his own business, as long as the person he had a good relationship with was still alive.

Muhammadi did not want to be left alone here, and human beings could not bear to be alone, and it was torture for him to breathe alone in this hell full of death.

It's like a dog with its tail running around, it's never a solution, and it's not easy to find a way to survive in this desolate place.

Lila appeared to be half-leaning in front of a severed stone, silent, unresponsive to Muhammadji's shouts.

"Lira, what's wrong with Lira? Are you alright?" Mouhammaigh limped through the messy rubble, and he could see clearly that it was the lila's costume that this guy was sitting here in a daze.

This is understandable, after many people were baptized by such terrible bombing and death, it took a long time for the collapsed nerves to recover.

Muhammadgee's hand pressed on Lira's back, but he didn't expect the other party to respond and fell to the ground as if he had lost weight, turning out of the front.

Sizzle~

Muhammadge gasped, his fellow nicknamed "Big-Eared Fox" had the lower half of his body gone, leaving only a half-charred upper body, and a vaguely familiar face could be seen, but it had been burned by the hot flames to the point that only half of the terrifying skeletal face remained.

The fellow "big-eared fox" Lira has been angry for a long time.

Silent tears slid down Muhama's cheeks to the ground, sinking into the dry, still hot ground.

What the 500-kilogram "liquid" hydrogen cloud burst bomb brought to the "Lapis Lazuli" castle was only destruction, and the area covered by the red fireballs full of death was ten dead and lifeless, and there were scorched black marks everywhere, and within the direct kill radius were ten dead and lifeless flame purgatory.

Although the castle covers an area of about several hundred acres, it is a second ring impact outside the range of the flames

o The killing and wounding half meridian is also a death zone that selects people to eat, and the impact of a strong cloud burst

o Even more lethal than heavy artillery.

And that's not all, the suffocation zone of oxygen was evacuated, even if there was cover that dodged the impact

o, the absence of oxygen still means the end of life.

"Ahh~~~~~~~~h

From inside the castle, which was mostly in ruins, there was a desperate cry like a wounded lone wolf.

This comfort nest, which had just been found for a short time, was gone again.

The power of the cloud burst bomb is too great, and it is simply a super killer weapon when applied in complex terrain, and most of the East Turkistan elements stationed in the ancient castle were almost annihilated at one time.

It was as if the ghost of a lost ghost was swimming among the wreckage of the broken wall, rummaging around, and when the sun was about to set again, Muhammadhi found only a few dozen people alive, almost all of them wounded, and nearly half of them were dying.

There was a sudden roar in the sky, and a small black dot flew from far and near.

"Enemy Attack 1 Enemy Attack"

Muhammadji almost threw himself into the void in a conditional reflex style, digging desperately, his fingers that were already bloody.xzsj8.almost saw the miserable white bones, and took out an AK- with half of the butt missing-

47, pulled the bolt to load, aimed at the sky.

The people who were still alive in the castle stood up blankly, and those who couldn't just turned their heads and looked blankly at the black sè gunship that was getting closer and closer in the sky.

The two most profound air raids in his life had already made him deeply afraid of airplanes, and if he had known that the instigator of the two air raids was the same person, he would have even thought of "suicide".

It is the plane of its own people 1

Mr. Lawrence's plane, Muhamaugi recognized it as the "Lapis Lazuli" castle's own helicopter, which flew away two days ago, but he didn't expect it to fly back today, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief, if it was an enemy, he could directly choose to "commit suicide" now.

After the two armed men equipped with the new AK-74s jumped out of the plane first, their sharp eyes quickly swept around, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Muhammaji, so frightened that he quickly threw the gun aside.

This is the most elite guard soldier in the ancient castle, who has always only followed the big man and is responsible for protection, and then he holds a gun, isn't that looking for death.

"Who are you? What's going on here? ”

A white man in a light suit, buttoned up his suit and black sunglasses, was helped out of the helicopter by the armed men who disembarked first, walked up to Muhamamaghi, and looked him up and down.

"We were attacked, dead, all dead."

Muhammadji seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and the violent movement just now drained his physical strength again, and hurriedly threw himself at the feet of the other party, stammering.

The "lapis lazuli" castle is finished, reduced to ruins, and Muhammadji does not know where to go, so he can only hope that this big man can give himself a way to live, otherwise there will be only one way to die in this uninhabited Hindu Kush.

"Let's be clear, what's going on?"

The white man in the Biting suit was obviously not at all satisfied with Muhama's answer, and even the blind man knew that the ruins and the remnants of the two or three kittens in front of him must have been attacked.

Although the white man's tone is very bland, it implies a bit of unquestionable majesty and oppression, which is completely the style of the superiors.

Muhamaughi shrunk his neck, and hurriedly explained with gestures: "Yes, someone sneaked in and snatched a few people from the cell, and then a jet plane came and dropped bombs, and also strafed 'fire', we 'fired' a lot of missiles, but we couldn't shoot down, and finally the plane dropped a bomb, which turned into a huge fireball in mid-air, and the explosion was so powerful that it shone directly from the sky, and the power was too great, and then I didn't know anything, when I opened my eyes, That's already the case here. ”

As he spoke, he wiped his tears and seemed very pitiful.

When Muhammadji had finished speaking, he looked at the white man in the suit, hoping that the adult would make arrangements for them.

"Okay, Lou got it." The white man nodded noncommittally, thought for a moment, turned and walked straight to the plane, as if he did not want to linger any longer.

"Sir, sir! For Allah's sake, save us" Muhammadi stretched out his hands in a gesture of supplication and looked back at the people behind him who were also expecting in the ruins, and if no one cared for them, in the absence of medical treatment and medicine (Wu Dong Qiankun latest chapter 81zw), half of them would most likely not be able to hold out until tomorrow morning, and the rest would not survive for three days due to wound infections and lack of food and water.

The 500-kilogram fireball not only destroyed the ammunition magazine, but also burned other supplies at the same time.

The shadow of the god of death has gradually shrouded in the shadow of the sun as the sun sets...