Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Several other black men rushed out of the sea relying on their extraordinary swimming skills.

But the rubber boat had been washed away by thousands of meters by the waves, and they swam desperately towards the rubber boat.

When the blacks tried so hard to swim to the rubber boat, they were almost exhausted, and a cheer of rescue just came out.

The long-range machine gun on the ship poured down a rain of bullets, smashing the rubber boat to pieces.

Several black men floated on the water covered in blood, instantly dyeing a large area of ​​sea water red.

The few black people who were still alive were exhausted, and they slapped the water surface with difficulty, uttering desperate wailings.

They tilted their heads up, trying to keep their faces out of the water.

In the end, there are only round mouths breathing rapidly...

They were howling and crying for help.

However, the Atlantic Ocean cannot be heard, the blue sky cannot be heard, and the floating clouds cannot be heard.

Soon, three more blacks sank to the bottom of the sea...

After a while, their bodies were floating on the sea water.

They seemed to be asleep, with peaceful eyes.

The wind blew, and bursts of seagulls flitted across the sea, but they couldn't wake them up.

The transport fleet of "New World" continued to dump garbage as if no one else was there, seemingly indifferent to the life and death of these ants.

Grandpa Simba didn't care about crying, and swam desperately to the seaside with Baburu, who was covered in blood, and the remaining three soldiers.

All they can do is to kill one crew member of the other party, but the cost is several times the number of casualties...

However, in Grandpa Simba's view, no matter how many casualties there are, one cannot stop fighting and resisting.

In the face of aggression and humiliation, we must fight.

This is the attitude that a nation, a country, even a backward country mired in misery and despair should have.

On the ship, a gunner controls the heavy gun, ready to fire the shell.

Disson raised his hand to stop, grinned cruelly and said:

"Don't ejaculate, give them hope, and then let the hope be shattered, it will make them feel more painful..."

When Simba and the others swam to one nautical mile from the coast.

They were so tired that they almost fainted, but the distant beach gave them hope of victory.

Simba swung his arms desperately, while roaring to encourage Babru: "Son, don't fall asleep!"

"Only by being alive can we have the hope of fighting again and protect our suffering motherland again!"

Baburu's shoulder blades were pierced by bullets, exposing white bone stubbles and bleeding profusely.

"Grandpa, didn't you say that there is a god named 'Ancestor' in Sodonia who will always protect us?"

Babru said weakly with tears.

"Once upon a time! Where are you?"

Simba was speechless, holding his grandson up to the sky and crying out in grief.

bang bang bang!

on the ship.

Several shells pierced the sky, dragging their long tails towards Simba and the others to cover them.

"Cannonball..."

Simba and many black people on the shore and in the sea looked at the incoming shells, with deep despair in their eyes.

"Haha, ants, bugs..."

Colonel Deason stood on the watchtower, holding a telescope, admiring the scene of the ants being crushed.

At this moment, a black light flashed in the sky and disappeared.

The next moment, bang!

A golden mask opened like a huge umbrella, covering an area with a radius of hundreds of meters, blocking all eight shells.

Seeing this scene, Colonel Dison couldn't help but turn pale with fright, his eyeballs hardly popped out: "This, what is this?"

Everyone saw it in astonishment.

A tall and imposing figure stepped on a broad black sword, suspended in the air.

This person held up a huge mask with one hand, supporting the sky and the earth, blocking the sky-filled artillery fire.

And under the mask, there are the desperate and pale faces of Simba and Babru.

"go to hell!"

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and waved his hand casually.

Seven or eight shells suddenly turned around and shot towards the black skull cruiser.

"Close-up gun! Activate!"

Colonel Dison's face changed wildly, as if seeing ghosts and gods, he screamed strangely, and almost didn't freak out on the spot.

In the past two decades, he has participated in almost all the local wars launched by France.

He has seen too many big scenes. It can be said that he is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In the international mercenary circle, he has the reputation of "butcher".

But at this moment, he was really scared to death!

He had never seen such supernatural powers before. With a wave of his hand, he could make the shells fly backwards, just like a god.

The ship is equipped with six 30mm close-in anti-aircraft guns "Goalkeeper" made in the Netherlands.

Karma! With a sound, the 6-meter-long gun barrel rotated rapidly.

bang bang bang!

There was no room for intensive artillery fire, and the shells with small carrot heads were almost ejected end to end.

Thousands of shells were intertwined into an airtight firepower net, which instantly exploded several shells that Jiang Tian shot.

It is a Gatling-style rapid-fire gun with a wide-band tracking radar and a day and night targeting system with a laser rangefinder for high accuracy.

Its maximum rate of fire is 4200 rounds per minute, its effective range is 1220 meters, and its maximum range is 3660 meters.

After testing, the goalkeeper can destroy a T-62 tank in 2 seconds.

The depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile it is equipped with is very powerful and can penetrate a 69 mm thick steel plate at a distance of 500 meters.

At this time, Jiang Tian had already waved his hand casually, and a soft force rolled up several black people in the water.

"You are the gods in the beginning!"

"The gods have descended!"

"The gods bless Sodony in the beginning!"

A group of blacks watched in awe as Jiang Tian scrambled to bow down, some kowtowed continuously, and some raised their arms and shouted.

Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing fed Baburu a healing elixir, and applied an external elixir to the damaged wound.

"The wound is healed! My God, it's healed!"

They were shocked to see.

Those wounds squirmed for a while, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it only took ten minutes to become as clean as ever.

"In the beginning there was Tao, and God was with God, and Tao was God!"

They knelt down, their eyes were awed and pious, and they kept praying to Jiang Tian with solemn faces.

Seeing the Black Skull's fleet fleeing towards the north at full speed, Zhao Xueqing said: "Jiang Tian, ​​get rid of them, I will take care of the black people!"

"If you want to run, isn't it too late?"

Jiang Tian snorted coldly, controlled the little black flying sword, turned into a black streamer, and chased them like a lightning bolt.

...

At this time, under the order of Commander Disson, the entire black skull mercenary has been fully operational.

Three shipboard helicopters took off and circled, and all kinds of shipboard artillery were put on alert.

The soldiers carried heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, and shoulder-fired rocket launchers to the back of the bunker and on the deck, entered a state of combat readiness, and stood on guard.

"Has Suodoni's army attacked us? It's really a bear's heart!"

Behind the bunker, a white soldier named Renault held a thick cigar in his mouth, set up a sniper rifle, looked at his earth-colored comrade beside him, and said in surprise:

"They don't have any decent weapons, why are you in such a panic?"

"No, it seems that someone blocked the shell with bare hands just now!"

"No, to be precise, someone threw the shells we fired back!"

The soldier next to him looked pale and said tremblingly.

"Are you kidding me!"

The white soldier Reynolds said with a disdainful smile:

"Someone can block the shell and throw it back? Have you read too many Marvel comics?"

"Yeah, you must have read it wrong! This is like a fairy tale!"

"Bastard! This kid just wants to scare us. But I haven't seen any big scenes!"

Several other soldiers stood on the deck foolishly, laughing loudly, thinking that their comrades were joking and scaring them.

Several people saw the scene just now, but more soldiers didn't see clearly at all.

After all, they are too far apart.

Suddenly, boom!

The three D-type Apache helicopters in the back of the hall fired at the golden light that flew towards them one after another.

Six "Stinger" air-to-air missiles dragged their long tails and burst out!

The 30mm M230 cannon on the nose turret also fired three steel fire nets to strangle the target.

"War is on! The enemy has entered the attack area!"

Someone's face was very nervous, the bullet was loaded, and the artillery fire was ready to fire at any time, looking into the distance.

"Although the 'Stinger' air-to-air missile cannot attack jet fighters, it is definitely an instant kill against helicopters!"

"If this kind of weapon is used to deal with Sodonia's fighter plane, isn't it a sledgehammer?"

But Lei Nuo and the soldiers dismissed it, thinking that they were making a fuss out of a molehill.

Suddenly, boom!

Six air-to-air missiles exploded in the air.

"D-type Apache, equipped with the most advanced thermal imaging sight, the hit rate is four times higher than the original model!"

"The new radar can search for 128 targets at the same time, and can intelligently identify 16 of the most dangerous targets, and then send them to the teammate aircraft!"

"Three helicopters can launch a consistent and precise attack within 30 seconds!"

"The enemy must have been blown up!"

Just when everyone was cheering for hitting the target.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound like a fighter plane blasting through the sound barrier.

An extremely brilliant golden light appeared in the sky, bursting through the smoke and flames left by the air-to-air missiles.

"What weapon? So fast? I'm afraid it must be twice the speed of sound!"

Renault's mouth was wide open, and the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground in an instant, and he looked at the golden light in the distance in disbelief.

"When did Suodoni have a supersonic fighter! How can they afford it!"

The mercenaries were shocked and puzzled.

The next moment, under the unbelievable gaze of everyone, the golden light suddenly shot out two black lights, one large and one small, piercing the sky like black meteors, and pierced towards the three helicopters.

Boom boom boom!

Three D-type Apaches quickly pulled up, but did not dodge.

In the blink of an eye, it exploded in the air like three fireworks.

Black and red flames swirled, and pieces of wreckage fell into the sea with billowing black smoke.

At this time, Jiang Tian was only ten nautical miles away from them, and he couldn't see clearly with the naked eye.

But with military high-powered binoculars, it can already be vaguely seen that it is not a fighter jet, but a living person!

"It's really a person!"

"My God! Is he a superman?"

Renault and the others were horrified, stunned, and lost their minds, as if they saw evil spirits in broad daylight.