The King of Special Warfare

On the open battlefield with distance, the truly invincible has never been a human being, nor can it be a human being.

Manpower is sometimes poor.

But the wildest firepower almost never stops.

The Volcanic Legion has completely collapsed.

It can be said that the Nightmare Legion, which has no obstacles in front of it, has really embarked on the road of death.

Sprint at full speed.

speed.

The only thing the Nightmare Legion needs in such a situation is speed.

Speed ​​matters.

Because the faster they are, the sooner they can rush into the base of the Tiger Armored Corps.

But speed is also meaningless.

Because the distance between the two sides is too far.

It is impossible for them to cross a distance of nearly twenty kilometers in an instant.

Such a long-distance charge is even enough to make people desperate.

The overwhelming artillery fire has completely overturned the desert.

There were explosions everywhere.

The burning flames and thick smoke almost covered everything, and the powerful impact force brought by the explosion continued to surge in every inch of yellow sand around him. The masters of the Nightmare Legion tried their best to form layers of pseudo-domains.

But the pseudo domain, which is enough to resist most weapons, is completely like a bubble in the dense and unimaginable artillery fire.

Physical strength is being consumed rapidly.

There are no enemies ahead of the Nightmare Legion.

Only yellow sand, only shells flying from afar and exploding around them.

This section of the journey was so boring and hopeless that everyone, including Lin Youxian, felt powerless.

He used to be the heir of the Lin family.

The Lin Clan Headquarters has nothing to do with the world,

It is like a paradise, but the successive patriarchs of the Lin clan have not had it easy.

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Youyou received the most rigorous and even cruel training.

He doesn't have the unique physique such as the heavenly king's heart, wind and thunder, but his talent can also be said to be top-notch.

Top talent, top inheritance, his series of conditions are no less than anyone else.

He has also experienced so-called difficulties and even hopeless situations, but he has never been as powerless as he is today.

When he was at his strongest, he faced the focused fire of an entire heavily armed army.

The turbulent sword light howled in the air.

A large number of shells were crushed in the condensed sword light.

The strong impact is constantly surging in all directions.

He was at the forefront of everyone, charging, swinging his sword.

Ahead is endless yellow sand.

He didn't even see the shadow of the base of the Tiger Armored Corps.

Lin Youxian no longer knew how far he had rushed.

Maybe a kilometer.

Maybe ten kilometers.

There are shells in front of everyone's sight, as if the never-ending artillery fire is crazily covered in the distance, filling everyone's perception, the will of the Nightmare Legion begins to be in a trance, and they become numb. Know if you are speeding up or slowing down.

"Wang Ye!!!"

A hoarse roar suddenly sounded, instantly overpowering the surrounding explosions.

Lin Youyou, who was in a trance, was shocked and subconsciously turned his head.

In his sight, Fairy Tale wanted to rush to another direction like crazy, but the elite masters of the Nightmare Legion around him directly pulled him forward.

The roaring explosion raised a large cloud of smoke, dust and yellow sand.

Lin Youxian couldn't see what happened in that direction, but he remembered Wang Ye.

This is one of the most promising candidates from the Nightmare Legion to break through the Thunder Realm this year. He is Fairy Tale's cousin. The two formed a team when they were in the Deep Sea Academy. Even after the team was broken up, the two have been watching each other. look at each other.

And now, Wang Ye died here.

Lin leisurely

It's clear that this is just the beginning.

The pseudo-domain propped up by the Nightmare Legion is vulnerable to the bombardment, but no matter what, it can block the opponent's most powerful attack for a moment, and this pseudo-domain is owned by the Nightmare Legion. Composed of masters working together.

Pseudo-domains are constantly formed and then broken.

This process consumes a lot of physical strength for each participant.

The master of the thunder realm can still support it.

But the peak of the Burning Fire Realm has begun to fail.

Their current situation is even more dangerous than some of the ice formations of the Nightmare Legion.

Frozen Realm only needs to charge.

But they have to overdraw their physical strength to replenish the constantly broken domain.

Wang Ye was the first.

Who is the second?

When the peak masters of the Burning Fire Realm continue to sacrifice and fall, the domain of the Thunder Realm will inevitably become more fragile, and the ones who will fall will be ordinary masters of the Burning Fire Realm and the peak of the Ice Condensation Realm.

Then there's Thunderclap.

The peak of Thunder Realm.

Half step invincible.

Lin Youyou looked at the endless yellow sand in front of him. When they rushed to the front of the Tiger Armored Corps, how many people would be left?

And don't forget, behind the Tiger Armored Corps, there is the 43rd Army of the Northern Xinjiang Ace Corps with a full establishment.

There are also Gu Qianchuan and the murderous soldier sunset.

Lin Youyou gritted his teeth.

He has no regrets.

So far, no matter what, he only knows a little.

No matter what, you can't back down!

The number of the entire Nightmare Legion is getting smaller and smaller.

They roared, like a beast that was bleeding continuously in a desperate situation, they rushed straight to the direction of the Tiger Armored Corps.

 …

"They couldn't take it anymore."

In the command room of the Tiger Armored Corps, Commander Lin Dong saw this scene with a complicated tone.

Victory is close at hand, close at hand, there is no suspense.

But for some reason, there was no excitement in his heart.

It's a weird feeling.

He saw the Volcano Legion being massacred crazily, saw his long-time friend Yang Shaoxiong fall, and saw the Nightmare Legion losing blood crazily.

Both victory and defeat are in it.

But he had no anger, no excitement, no pleasure, only a kind of indescribable sadness and bewilderment.

Even until now, he can't figure out why things have become like this, and what's the point of all this now.

He glanced at Gu Qianchuan.

Gu Qianchuan was staring at the screen.

His eyes were bright and interested.

"Sure enough, it is the trump card of the Northern Xinjiang Military Region's heavy armored army, and its firepower is indeed strong."

He turned his head and glanced at Lin Dongze, and said with some approval.

Lin Dong forced a smile and didn't speak.

"How long will it take for the main battle tank?"

Gu Qianchuan asked suddenly.

Lin Dong thought for a while, then operated on the screen in front of him, and the screen switched to a topographic map of the desert. He looked at it and said, "It will take about eight minutes."

"Well, eight minutes..."

Gu Qianchuan nodded: "It's about the same time as the Xiongtu team, right?"

The distance from here to the center of Northern Xinjiang is not close. With the speed of the Xiongtu team, the fighter plane should arrive earlier than the main battle tank, but it won't be too early. At most, there will be an error of about one minute.

All over the sky, artillery fire is still continuously fired in the base.

In eight more minutes at most, the Nightmare Legion, which now has only a few hundred people left, will face the siege of hundreds of main battle tanks and armored vehicles, and above them, there is another horrific army full of twelve fighter planes. intermittent bombing.

Gu Qianchuan's smile became more obvious.

He sees

Looking at the decreasing number of Nightmare Legion on the screen, he muttered to himself: "How do you live..."

"The order goes on, all the main battle tanks and armored vehicles separate into formations and advance at full speed. I need the most powerful firepower."

He stood up and walked out of the command room.

"Where is your Highness going?"

Lin Dong followed subconsciously.

Gu Qianchuan paused for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Dongze.

His smile was a little weird: "Li Tianlan may not come. As for the Nightmare Legion, if they can survive the siege of the main battle tanks and fighter planes, I will personally send them on the road."

Lin Dong opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Gu Qianchuan walked out of the command room, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the setting sun in his hand.

 …

Lin Fengting's figure had completely moved away from the edge of the desert.

He kept adjusting his direction and accelerating.

In his line of sight, he could already see the ruins and corpses left by the Yellow Sand Legion.

He sprinted at the fastest speed, and he had already reached the outermost line of defense in the desert.

As the strongest person in the dark world today, his speed is indeed very fast.

But no faster than a fighter jet.

Even if the Xiongtu fighter jet is not the most advanced model, its speed still leaves Lin Fengting far behind.

As the sun set, the gorgeous rays made the entire desert a fiery red.

Lin Fengting, who was walking, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

He watched 12 fighter jets form a formation and swooped high above his head, directly cutting into the distant battlefield.

Lin Fengting stood there, silent for a while.

The distance of dozens of kilometers is not short for him.

But for fighter jets, it's just a moment away.

He is the old patriarch of the Lin clan.

The Lin people are indifferent to the world.

Strictly speaking, Lin Youxian is just a branch of the Lin clan.

So in the face of Lin Youyou's situation, he has never said anything, and what he talked about was the other branches of the Lin clan.

But his appearance here already represented his attitude.

Lin Fengting didn't know if it was too late for him.

But standing in this desert, he has already made up his mind.

If something really happened to Lin Youyou, he would go straight into Kunlun City no matter what, one person and one sword, so that everyone in Kunlun City would not be left behind.

With cold eyes, Lin Youyou continued to walk.

His body moved, and he turned his head suddenly, looking backward.

The sky behind is only the setting sun and the rays of the sun.

From an unknown distance, there seemed to be an unimaginable sharp edge approaching crazily at an unimaginable speed.

Lin Fengting narrowed his eyes.

A small black dot appeared at the farthest point of sight.

Even with his power, he didn't know if that little black dot existed, because it was too far away, it looked like an illusion.

But the next moment, that small black spot suddenly became clear.

The sharp sharp edge tore apart the world in an instant.

It's still far away.

But in Lin Fengting's line of sight, that dark spot turned into an extremely flamboyant arc of light.

Lin Fengting suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The figure of Gu Qianchuan left the base of the Tiger Armored Corps.

He held the sunset tightly in his hand.

Without warning, the setting sun suddenly shook in his hands.

Like excitement, like trembling.

Above the desert, in Lin Fengting's sight.

The meteor-like arc of light in the distance passed the city and rushed straight into the desert.

at the same time.

Inside the Desert Prison.

Sitting withered in the room, Li Tianlan, whose body had almost turned into a statue, suddenly opened his eyes.