The consequences of the war are clearly felt from a distance, and when the ship comes from a distance, it is almost always against the wind. The battle between the two made the air in the flames suffocating and difficult to breathe. With every breath, you can feel the heat and the pressure.

"Oh my God, who's fighting? Just like you and Bigam" more! Wardford said, shivering as he looked at the island in front of him. The pressure in the air, and the aftershocks of that terrible force, made his soul tremble with fear. This is the absolute oppression of higher beings, in the face of lower beings. "As expected, it should be the Field Marshal and Redfield!" Dunn is dead. The black hair on his head was shivering with the wind, and he could feel the power of fear surging through him. The battle between these two is the most intense. The rumbling sound, like thunder, repeated in the ears, shook the human heart and lost its original frequency.

"Whoa!" The waves are churning for more than ten meters, colliding on the hot shore, churning the white flowers in the sky, which is very spectacular. Wadford, come aboard with me. We have to change our clothes! He stood up and looked at the boat in front of him. Even the larger ships seemed to tremble in the face of this terrible battle, and the waves were constantly rising and falling, threatening to blow the entire ship away.

"Yes, sir!" Wardford swallowed, glanced at the island again, and followed. "Bang!" The two men jumped onto a corner of the ship, and most of the Yan Army's attention was focused on the island, not noticing them. "Smack!" Dunn fumbled, no one noticed, and when the soldiers did, he and Wardford were already standing on deck, in the bow position.

"Who are you?" The lieutenant general is awe-inspiring, Meng's way of drinking. The rest of the Yan army immediately took out their weapons and prepared for battle, and the situation became very tense. The Air Marshal, in the battle with Redfield, at this time when the ship was empty, did not pay attention for a moment, but was touched by others, which made the general heart feel ashamed. "Lieutenant General Yan Army! You have not done your duty! Said casually. Lieutenant General Daun?! The general, who remained on the ship, paused for a moment, then looked at him carefully, and then his face changed slightly.

"Are you really a lieutenant general? Why didn't you die? His face darkened. You're dead. Do you speak? My eldest brother is still alive and well! He's a super strong man who can fight with . How could he die? "Luckily, he had his loyal brother by his side, Wadford, who immediately yelled at him." Oh, I'm sorry, we just thought Lieutenant General, who was killed because of the news of Unit 7158" The general apologized, shocked and excited.

The potential Flame Army Seed, the pillar of the future, is still alive! If the Air Marshal knew, he would be happy! Wadford opened his mouth to say that he had been stopped before dawn. "I damaged a phone device during the battle with , and I couldn't contact the army after that, so it's normal for them to report like this."

"Of course!" The lieutenant general had an epiphany, and then he looked at Yan with strange and admiring eyes. "It's amazing that Lieutenant General Dunn was able to defeat the giant arm," he sighed from the bottom of his heart. He was also a lieutenant general, and he didn't even have the courage to face the great flame thief. Such a comparison can show the ferocity of the young lieutenant general. Because not only did they not die in battle, but they are said to have brought a heavy price to them. "Give us two sets of clothes, Admiral, the old uniform was destroyed in battle! ".

The admiral looked at it, smiled, and said, no problem. These two men, dressed in casual Yantan clothes, are obviously not Yan Jun's style. Watford is better. His clothes were not badly damaged, just tattered. However, the clothes are featureless. The god is a short-sleeved shirt, green shorts underneath, and an extra pair of leather shoes on his feet. It's not just weird, it's vintage, or old-fashioned! At first glance, the lieutenant thought that the serious, meticulous teenager preferred something less mainstream.

"A lieutenant general, a lieutenant general," he ordered, hesitating as he spoke to the soldiers beside him as he looked at Yan. "He's just a trainee," he said coldly. Hearing the word "apprentice", the lieutenant general's eyes glanced strangely at Wardford. From his eyes, we can naturally see that the guy who is out of tune is not bad either.

That's enough for a Yanjun cadet, and just an intern? "Cadet of the Yan Army!" But he didn't have much money, so he waved his hand. The sailors went to get their coats, and three men stood in the bow of the ship, all of them looking at the young lieutenant from time to time. Admiral Dunn is said to be one of the four monsters of the Yan Army, and has long been hailed as a pillar of the future, one who can be contemporaries of the other three. From Dayan, its excellent track record, the abundance of results, can be said to be amazing.

Especially recently, the news of the struggle with the big shots also shocked the eyes of a group of people in this department. This is something that the other three monsters can't do. From the end of the Big Four, it's safe to say that Dawn is about to become number one. It's a pity that the other party seems to have overdone it and suffered misfortune. But today, they see each other's flesh standing here, which means that the other party has the motivation, status, strength, and has completely surpassed the three generals and become the first monster worthy of the name. Before you realize it, there is a flash of respect and admiration in the soldiers' eyes.

The uniform was quickly brought in, and Dawn took it in his hand, and with a respectful look in the eyes of the sailors, he quickly changed into a uniform. Next to him, Wadford was also fast, and in his first uniform, he looked excited.

"Brother, from today on, I will be the Yan Army! I feel like my life has meaning. From now on, my dream is to become a general of the Yan Army! "His clothes are crooked, and his uniform is on his body, which is a little strange. He used to be a thief. He doesn't have the spirit of the Yan Army.

The soldiers looked at Waddford with suppressed smiles, as if they saw the embarrassment of joining the Yan Army. In the rest of Wadford's changing time, Yan threw him 13 punches and made him cry. You know, with those big, strong, armed fists, it hurts to death. "If you wear that suit, you owe him!"

"Change your way and be a good sailor!" Don't cry, give me a smile, smile! How can a sailor cry? The voice continued, the way the young lieutenant general led his troops was really special, and the new Yan Army marines were also miserable. Under pressure, Wadford finally put on their uniform. He stood straight, tears streaming down his cheeks with a bitter expression on his face, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"That's what a person looks like," Yan reluctantly nodded in satisfaction. "I want to cry!" And then Yan, despite this wayward, conceited boy, still has a long way to go, before he is sure that he can turn him into a good sailor. The roar of the island continued, and he and Admiral Yan Jun stood at the bow of the ship, looking out over the island. The two men were talking, and soon he got some news. His middle name was Modler, and he was 35 years old, the age of becoming a lieutenant general. Only after reaching this position, the strength will stay, and it is difficult to advance inch by inch, so this life estimate is also like this. This is the file of Admiral Mottler, who asked about the flight, and he knew that the two men on the island had been fighting for three days and three nights.

"Three days and three nights!" Yan exclaimed in admiration. Having participated in battles, he naturally knew how much physical strength and energy would be consumed in such a long time. In his current situation, it is impossible for him to do it. It also shows how powerful he is and the most powerful in the world.

"The Air Force Commander is really strong, and Redfield is one of the top flame thieves in the world" "I don't know who is going to win this battle," Modlow said. Dawn squint. She didn't answer. He was well aware that the gap between the two men was so small that the outcome of the battle was likely to be a lose-lose, with Redfield winning by a narrow margin. Looking at the crumbling, dusty island and listening to the rumbling thunder, Dawn's mind turned. He had a bold idea. "Can I fight the tired?"

It's an impulsive, risky idea. But it's worth a try. A powerful flame thief like Redfield, if caught, would be a huge success for the Yan army! This will be a huge shock to the world, it will boost morale, and the benefits will be unimaginable. Because here, there is no terrain as good as Ajima, and there is no sweet food for him to swallow, providing him with constant strength and stamina.

Once he ventured into battle, he fought with all his might for a short time. In terms of nuclear power, the duration is 35 seconds! He has 35 seconds left! A short, full-burst, 30-second burst of energy, his power is very powerful. As for the nuclear explosion, Dawn didn't think about it at all. In the face of Redfield, such a prominent development, to the peak of people, the other party can be sensitive to danger and quickly evade, it is difficult to hurt each other.

"Karp got a good deal after the fight," he said, "and although I was far away from him, it was just a brief outburst. His eyes were closed, and Dawn clenched his fists. We can try! After making his decision, Dawn closed his eyes and began to adjust his body. In the face of such a world-class force, he must maintain the spirit of the top to ensure. "This battle, if the Air Marshal wins, will be a heavy blow to the Yan thieves, and the morale of our Yan army will reach its peak, and maybe, as a stepping stone, go further into the Great Yan Gorge, reverse the tide of the past, and take the initiative! But if it wins, it will be a very bad thing! ”

Modlow worries that it is both exciting and frightening. As soon as these two meet each other, they start fighting, and each has similar thoughts in their heads. Both Air and Redfield are creatures on top of the world, and the failure of one will be of great help to the other. Fame, status, will be greatly obscured. No response. He is immersed in his own world, trying to adjust himself. Modlow was silent, watching the battle carefully. It is clear that the battle between these two men is so fierce that the outcome cannot be decided in a short time. "I don't know how long it will take! " Sighing, Maude's happy heart was helpless.

In the face of such a world-class existence, although he has always claimed that he is powerful, he also feels powerless. You can't do anything. You go from being a protagonist to being a spectator. As time passed, the battle between the two men rose at sunset, and day and night came and went, and 11 days passed in the blink of an eye. Their battle lasted 11 days, an astonishingly long time, one day longer than Dawn had predicted. At noon on the eleventh day, the nameless island, torn into ten floating islands, emerged from the smoke.

Modlow shouted, his scalp tingling, his whole body stiff, and his energy drained. Marshal of the Air Force, defeated? "It's true that General Kong is physically strong enough to hurt me like this," Redfield said, slowly walking out of the island, which was empty with a man in his hands. At that moment, he had difficulty breathing, was beaten, dragged and defenseless, had no strength. Looking at Da Yan Thief's Red Square again, his clothes were also a lot more torn, bloodstained and deformed, his eyes, nose, and many purple and bloodstained were very embarrassing.

Walk around, chest heaving, breathe with a big mouth. They all went through the fiercest battles of their lives, to the limit. "But I still won!" Redfield smiled arrogantly, and he walked to the shore and looked at the dull and frightened Yan army in front of him. "Yan Jun, but it's okay! " Silence, no one dared to resist the words of the Great Flame Thief. Wardford had always been so bold, so arrogant, but now he didn't dare to speak. If Admiral Yan will be defeated, who will be able to defeat the Great Yan Thief? Morale is low.

Yan Jun was trembling. At that moment, a figure jumped out, and a white shadow flashed before everyone's eyes, and that person was right in front of Redfield. "Redfield, after today"

"You will spend the rest of your life in Pushkin Prison and be a thief!" Moderna looked up, his face shocked. The air that Lieutenant General Dunn dragged to the ground made his whole body tremble, and his expression changed dramatically.

On the divided island, while passing through Redfield, Yan suddenly appeared, with his back to them. The Yan army on the ship was shocked and suspicious. Modler, in particular, had a strong suspicion in his eyes. During the fight against Redfield, he told Yan several times that these two men were already the best in the world and that no one else could intervene. Regardless of the outcome of the war, empty orders ultimately forbade their participation. The other party also smiled and nodded, looking obedient, but he didn't expect to jump out at this critical moment.

"Lieutenant General Dunn is too young to face Redfield, even if he is seriously injured." "It's so impulsive!" Mordfield worries that, unlike himself, he has seen the end of his life, but Dawn is the first monster in the younger generation who has a bigger future and the potential to become a great man like Lieutenant General Koop and the Air Force Commander.

The untimely death was a loss for the Yan army. Wardford lay on the boat excitedly. Instead of worrying, he waved his fists. "Stun him out!" In the eyes of this single-celled creature, Yan could even fight big men in his heyday, and there should be no problem for Redfield, who was seriously injured. "King Kong, are you young people in the Yan Army so ignorant? " At dawn, Redfield squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

Blank opened his injured eyes with a mixed feeling of shock and suspicion. Apparently, the news I got was that the other party had died in the Battle of Ajima, and I actually saw a living person here! "Whew!" He gasped and pushed the air into his lungs, making himself more alert. "Let him go! This is the best chance! A few seconds later, the hollow voice appeared faintly, but with a strong conviction. What?! Modlow's eyes widened. He could not believe that the commander of the Air Force gave such an order.

Does King Marshall believe that this kid has the strength to fight Redfield? "Oh? You have a lot of confidence in the next generation of the Yan Army, Redfield smiled, and looked at Yan again. He was in terrible condition at that time, and the battle with the Air Force was costly, but if the enemy was only a lieutenant general, then it would not be so. Not to mention, such an obvious junior lieutenant. "I don't have much time! Staring at him, his eyes were nothing at the moment, highly focused.

Even with the wounds of the other party, the breathing is extremely disordered, and the vanity of the body can be seen from the surface, which has obviously reached the limit. But he wouldn't underestimate, after all, the world-famous giant flame thief. Taking a deep breath, Daun's body shook slightly. An unexplained wave vanished, and light blue streamers flew out, enveloping his body. "Huh?" Redfield's eyes froze, and he felt that there was a dangerous aura in front of the young Yan Jun. It's dangerous. This threatens him.

The sound, the vibration, the explosion, the compression, the expansion, the moment they poured out with a chilling power and energy, and even there, he saw endless light, in the sparkle, obscuring the sky, vast, magnificent. At that moment, Redfield saw the blue light in the eyes of the young Yan Army Marine and stood across from him. "Whew!" Like a twisted blue thread appeared in front of Redfield, twisted, twisted, stretched at an indescribable speed. "I said, I don't have much time!"

"So, let's hurry!" A deep voice entered his ears, causing the thief to raise his head and his eyes brighten. "Bang!" Even after filming, Redfield still showed extremely high reaction speed, and poor physical skills. His fists were swift as lightning, blocking Dawn's path. Completed the first collision. A surge of energy, an instantaneous vibration, then contact, rotation, diffusion, and finally, an explosion.

"Full speed ahead!! Roared, eyes wide open. On top of his two fists, he ran with a snort, and the armed color bully was still covered, and the light blue light quickly condensed and turned into light. The "buzzing" air was trembling, and with this blow, the entire space seemed to be crushed, rippling, and then followed by the roaring wind, a powerful air current, rolling in all directions, like thunder, like a beast. "So fast!! Red Square's pupils constricted, and his sight and smell could clearly see the other person's traces, and even be able to make predictions and hear the other person's thoughts. However, I can't escape it! This moment of explosion was too strong, too fast, too explosive!

"Bang!" Another boom, Redfield stepped on the back, pouring powerfully, and the ground under his feet instantly burst open, and the dust flew up. Daun's body glowed blue, and he caught up, his demonic power boiling, and his nuclear power reached its limit. At this moment, with each blow, he reached unimaginable heights, his physical health, his fighting ability, an unprecedented increase in fear. They fought so fast that it was terrifying, and at this moment, time seemed to be slowing down.

The dust in the air, the shiny particle beams, all became very clear at this time. "Put me in such a situation, even if I am immeasurably injured" "You should be proud of yourself, Yan Jun! Backed away. His body twisted, dodged at high speed, and continued to move forward, gasping for three or four breaths, and then retreating to the island, kicking up a cloud of white dust. From dawn onwards, he had only taken two punches, and he had reached the limit of his dodge. The strength of the other party, the power of the explosion, even him, is difficult to bear. At this time, the two rebellious fists were swept away by the bloodstream.