Anthony brought a mercenary team from afar and fought a tough battle on the tarmac. They almost crashed at the airport.
The drunken pilot used a maneuver that only a fighter jet could perform to dodge the attack from the opposite side, successfully threw off one of the engines on one side, crushed all the landing gear, and successfully landed on the lawn outside the airport with a belly landing.
superior.
A more intense battle began the moment they made the emergency landing. Several armed teams that had completed reorganization at the airport immediately targeted Anthony and the others.
If this was not a Gaulish air base, and the guards here had activated their defense systems to prevent accidental damage due to the explosion that had just occurred, they might have been killed by various smart missiles and rockets on the plane.
Martin watched with his own eyes as the guided rocket closest to them was hit by the laser defense system less than thirty meters before hitting the plane. The violent explosion caused Martin, who had just ran out of the plane, to be rushed back into the cabin.
Forty armed mercenaries were all industry elites. At least these people were not intimidated by the firepower from outside. These people quickly opened several holes on the back of the plane, escaped from the cabin, and set up blocking lines on the left and right sides.
Prevent the enemy from outflanking.
Even the pilot himself jumped out of the plane with the meager crew members armed with a pistol and wine, and joined them in the battle.
Only then did the gang of gunmen realize that there were female stewardesses on board the plane. Although both stewardesses seemed to be untouchable, there were still people who took advantage of each other's efforts to find cover.
Snapped!
"The next person who touches my butt, I will give him a free bullet!" The tough stewardess loaded the submachine gun in her hand.
"I like this girl!" Tony stretched out his hand and slapped the other woman's plump part hard. The next second, he jumped directly to the top of the plane with a powerful jump. The pair of prosthetic feet made him extremely flexible in this environment.
"On the left and right! About two hundred meters away, there is a vehicle on each side! Light armor! Heavy firepower!" Tony shouted his discovery loudly and slid along the round cabin to the wing. There were at least two hundred armed personnel on the other side of the plane.
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The transport plane equipped with weapons was soaring in the sky, looking for an opportunity to land. Apparently it did not have the courage to directly shoot at the military camp.
Martin found his own from a lot of equipment boxes that had been thrown down. He kicked it away and picked up the Guardian machine gun inside. He withdrew the armor-piercing bullets as quickly as possible and stuck the belt into the gun chamber, without bothering to search for it.
The bunker just lay on the ground, aiming towards the left side of the aircraft.
The next second, two N-1117 security armored vehicles roared out with the roar of their engines. This standard equipment of the federal military meant that they, like Anthony and his group, came from across the Atlantic to participate in the war.
"Taste my whip!" Martin pulled the trigger to the end. His strong arms and auxiliary supports on the ground withstood all the recoil. The tracer bullet's indicated trajectory almost immediately hit the cab of the first armored vehicle.
side!
Dense sparks spattered on the surface of the armored vehicle. Although the expensive large-caliber armor-piercing bullets could not penetrate the armor of this type of armored vehicle with one shot, the effect would be completely different after several consecutive rounds.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere in the cab of the armored vehicle in an instant, and it stopped in place after being beaten. Martin controlled the trajectory of the machine gun with only a slight deflection, and smoothly harvested the firepower of the armored vehicle.
But there was only one experienced fireman. The armored vehicles on the other side that successfully broke through the blockade opened fire while moving, immediately leaving the temporary position on Anthony's side covered in blood!
The N-1117 safety armored vehicle is equipped with a 12.7MM large-caliber machine gun. Against this group of mercenaries who only have personal protective equipment, every bullet will be fatal!
Only the members of Tangji's team could withstand the power of such bullets thanks to the special materials and structure of the dragon scale armor. However, even if they were hit by one, they would not feel comfortable.
Martin, who was lying on the ground, was unlucky enough to be hit by a stray bullet from behind on the outside of his thigh. Fortunately, that was exactly where the dragon scale armor skirt protected him. The two layers of dragon scale armor easily withstood the penetration of the bullet.
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Unfortunately, the huge impact directly fractured Martin's thigh. Martin originally wanted to turn his gun and kill another armored vehicle, but now he could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Tony finally found an opportunity, sprinted along the wide wings of the plane, fell directly from the sky, and landed on the armored vehicle!
The combat shotgun was fired at close range, and the exposed part of the fire hand was shattered with one shot. The crumbling meat directly stained Tony red, and then he added an incendiary bomb into the car, looking like a grasshopper.
Jumped out.
The next second, scorching flames spurted out from all the gaps in the armored vehicle. A tenacious superhuman wailed and rushed out of the co-pilot. He tripped and fell to the ground before running more than ten meters.
But he refused to die, and his piercing wails did not stop until the flames added with white phosphorus burned his vocal cords.
A mercenary who couldn't stand it wanted to give him a blow with his rifle, but the bullet penetrated the opponent's chest. The superhuman still had the strength to continue struggling.
"What the hell is this?" The mercenary suppressed his nausea and fired another shot, shattering the opponent's head, and then ended his life.
"If you still want to make money from Boss Tang in the future, you'd better get familiar with this kind of monster quickly. Not only are they tenacious in vitality, but they can also heal wounds quickly." Tony, covered in blood, returned to the position, left a message, and jumped on again
Got on a plane to observe the situation.
But this time, as soon as he stood on the plane, he was pushed down by an invisible force, and then he was hit hard by the upper part of the plane!
Before Tony could realize what had saved his life, he saw another explosion occurring in the center of the temporary position!
Mortar!
An experienced mercenary immediately issued a horrified warning, and then ran in one direction regardless of the firepower of the enemy infantry on both sides that were outflanking him!
A few seconds later, another shell passed through a graceful curve and landed a few meters away from the explosion point!
The two mercenaries gathered together were instantly blown up into the sky!
Martin held his machine gun and rolled all the way to the edge of the belly of the machine. He turned his back to the position and planned to use his back to resist other injuries. The rest could only be left to luck.
Tony finally had the chance to jump onto the top of the plane again. He saw three artillery-type exoskeleton equipment on the opposite side, adjusting their posture and releasing firepower at him.
This low-speed weapon would not trigger the airport's automatic defense system, but it had obviously crossed the cordon of those soldiers. Tony saw the soldiers in the hangar in the distance guiding an armored vehicle out of the warehouse.
But the armed forces of these naturalized people were obviously more daring than they thought. After realizing that they might be attacked, they took the lead in launching an attack on the airport garrison!
A naturalized superhuman hiding in the dark wore a huge helmet and fired a fatal beam from the eyepiece, cutting the airport's laser tower in half.
As if this was a signal, the superhuman soldiers in groups of two covered each other and quickly cleared the sentry towers of all surrounding airports.
The piercing siren sounded, and more garrison troops rushed out of the bunker, aggressively trying to teach this group of militants a lesson.
As Gallic soldiers, they watched helplessly as armed men of unknown origin attacked each other on their own territory, but because they were ordered to stay put, they had already accumulated considerable anger.
But now, with the other party breaking the boundary, they can finally start to act in self-defense and counterattack.
"The Gallic Rooster is angry!" John Fleming, who was hiding in the distance and observing the battle with a telescope, laughed. It was his invisible servant who saved Tony's life just now.
Fleming and his old friends had already boarded the car heading to Paris. Fleming took a few glances at the battle on the Champ de Mars, and then realized that Edward's little boy did not need to be taken care of by himself, and they had no power to do so.
Get involved in a fight like that.
And an even more intense firefight broke out behind them, and these old guys who were unwilling to be left alone decided to gather around the airport behind them to call for reinforcements.
"Humph, the Eiffel Tower was bombed. If they don't rise again, this country will be doomed." Vladimir took out the parts one by one from the box and assembled a sniper rifle with nimble fingers: "It hasn't been released in a few years.
Activities, I didn’t expect young people nowadays like to make things so big, it’s really exciting.”
"What's the name of Edward's adopted son?" The lame Claude adjusted a mortar with a simple structure, knelt on one knee, held the shell in one hand, and supported the cannon body with the other hand and turned to Fleming.
asked.
"Can you stop being distracted while holding the cannonball?" Blanc covered his ears with his hands and reminded loudly: "Don't forget, you are eighty years old now!"
"I have replaced my prosthetic heart, kidneys, and liver. I am definitely much healthier than you, Blanc. I don't even drink alcohol now." Claude calmly narrowed one eye and used the other one.
His eyes were observing the superhuman beings who were moving in the distance and could emit light.
A stream of data flashed across Claude's eyes. He gently let go of his hand, and the cannonball slid into the cannon body. When it hit the bottom, it activated the projectile charge. With a muffled sound, the cannonball crossed a distance of two kilometers and hit accurately.
Two meters in front of the superhuman.
Although Blanc couldn't hear the explosion, he clearly saw through the telescope that the superhuman's hands and feet were separated when he flew out.
"Well done!" Todd applauded loudly, and then pointed to the three artillery exoskeletons: "But they have discovered us now. Those metal rats must have built-in anti-artillery radars!"
"I smell the stench, run!" Vladimir ignored the regret that he didn't fire a shot, put the gun behind his back, and ran away.
"Wait for me! Damn you guys! My legs and feet are not good!" Claude watched as Blanc picked up his mortar, turned around and disappeared, and limped after him, chasing after him.
scold.
A few seconds later, the place where they were standing was covered by fire. Although these old men were gray and gray, they still looked cheerful, as if they were on an outing.
But the next second, they lost their smiles because their fun was deprived of them.
They saw a man standing on the top of the hill, with muscles like ancient Roman sculptures. He was holding a throwing spear and throwing it in the direction of the air force base.
No one can laugh at him for overestimating his own strength. The solemn feeling when the opponent throws the spear is enough for anyone to believe that the spear holder gives the spear the power in his hand!
What's more, the moment he reached out, he threw his spear and even stirred up the nearby mountain wind, blowing up the surrounding grass blades!
The spear-throwing tore through the air, and the next moment it was like skipping a frame, it had already appeared inside the airport!
The three artillery exoskeletons gathered together did not even move before they were pierced by the spears one by one. The powerful spears smashed a deep hole in the hardened road of the airport!
John Fleming looked at the Achilles-like figure and realized that the other person was also a superhuman being, but like Tang Ji, he was as strong as a demigod in myths and legends.
Avalon ignored the old men not far away. He stretched out his hand and the war apostle behind him naturally handed over another throwing spear.
It’s still the hand-raising movement of a beautiful sculpture, it’s still the honed throwing movement, it’s still the spear that penetrates the pneumatic mountains and rivers.
However, Avalon knew that he was missing something. He had lost the arrogance that once dominated the world, and also lost the courage to move forward.
He was defeated twice by two people in one day
First, he was mind-controlled. Avalon didn't even know how he fell, and he became a puppet. Then he regained his free will with the help of others.
However, it was that person who defeated him head-on in an understatement. There was no reason or excuse to find in one-on-one.
Avalon threw the spear in his hand again, and an armed team of five people was instantly wiped out, but this could not make up for the hole in his heart.
Dull
Avalon, who has seen higher-level battles, is no longer interested in these trivial matters. Now he just wants to improve himself again, make himself stronger, take revenge on the bastard who controlled him, and challenge the man shrouded in flames.
figure!
"Young man, are you confused?" John Fleming stood at a polite enough distance, looking at 'Achilles' not far away, his eyes full of appreciation.
Edward has such an abnormal adopted son, maybe I should have one too, not just to live out my old age in an uncertain future, but also to have fun!
Fleming's eyes revealed the gleam of determination to win, and he pointed at the old 'gentlemen' behind him and said: "Although we are strangers, what you are seeing now is the best spy and politician in the world.
Liar, warrior."
"Ahem, once!" Blanc coughed and reminded: "In the past, we are all old. I mean I may not be old, but you."
"Who are you?" Avalon frowned and looked at Fleming, examining this familiar old man.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that we are an old world-class team. No matter what you want, your strength and our experience can make you get what you want." John Fleming knew just by looking at him.
What kind of person was Valon before his awakening: "We are just a group of old men who are unwilling to be lonely. You can call this our pastime. How about we cooperate?"