C1111 Liverpool's Cold Night Six
C1111 Liverpool's Cold Night Six
Even though this result was hard for the traditional Alpine Special Ability Soldier to accept, it was still an iron-like fact. When the Special Ability Fighting Team of the United States was advancing by leaps and bounds, the pace of progress in Alps Special Ability Alliance was too, too slow.
The Special Ability Soldier, led by Stuart, had used their own reactions to prove this point.
Before Stuart could finish his words, the Special Ability Soldier in Group B reacted. Usually, they had practiced Blood Clan Surge Technique no less than a thousand times, but today, it was finally put to use.
The metal ability and lightning ability quickly jumped towards the dense forest which the Blood Clan Warriors had disappeared from as soon as the flames started to rise. The superpowers around their bodies exploded to the limit at this moment, and even if they knew that there was an ambush waiting for them and they were about to die if they rushed in, they still had to resolutely carry out the orders.
Stuart was about to lead the rest of the Special Ability Soldier to follow the footsteps of the vanguard when he suddenly realized that Kennedy was standing blankly on the spot, looking towards a direction with incomparable fear.
Trash was trash. When encountering a situation like this, one should make a prompt decision. Stuart roared at Kennedy, "Go! Damn it, if you stand still, you will die! "
Kennedy turned around and looked at Stuart, then he lowered his head and looked at his chest. Zhang He did not utter a single word, and with a plop, he fell to the ground.
When he died, he still could not believe what had happened.
Stuart's brain exploded immediately. Kennedy's chest had a huge hole ripped out by the storm, the one who attacked was the Alpine Special Ability Soldier?!
Stuart looked up and saw the thunderstorm right in front of them. It was the strongest offensive skill of the Alpine Special Ability Soldier — God's Roar.
Damn it! This isn't real, this definitely isn't real! As the famous commander of Special Ability Soldier, Stuart's mind was blank at this moment.
He collapsed. Not to mention him, even if Meg Naas was here, he would probably lose his mind.
The killing intent was obviously leaked by the Chinese Martial Cultivator. Originally, they thought it was an ambush by the Chinese Martial Cultivator, but who would have thought that a Blood Clan Warrior would appear halfway. It was already unfathomable for these two forces to collude together, they never would have thought that Alps Special Ability Alliance would also interfere …
Oh god, Alps Special Ability Alliance and enmity with Blood Clan is deeper than China's, Europe has been having fun for almost a thousand years, but now they are actually teaming up, this rhythm is too absurd.
The thunderstorm had already been formed. The moment the ball of fire lit up the dense forest, the storm and the lightning came from within. In that moment, a powerful energy illuminated the night sky.
This was the roar of God! To be able to unleash such power, the other party must be Victor's main team. No! More accurately speaking, it was the entire team! But now, with the addition of Blood Clan and Chinese Martial Cultivator, they had already formed an overwhelming advantage. In Group B, not to mention biting off a piece of the Blood Clan warrior's flesh, they probably wouldn't even be able to hit their opponent face to face. Stuart finally understood that the so called Zero Action, but it was just a joke. The Liverpool, this beautiful coastal city, would become the tomb of the American Special Ability Soldier, including Meg Naas! The situation of West Secret World had become complicated. If Alps Special Ability Alliance were to be combined with Blood Clan, it would be a disaster for the United States Special Ability Fighting Team.
Stuart's reaction was very fast and he looked very far away. From a certain sense, he could be said to be an outstanding strategist, but regretfully, his opportunity had not brought him to a height that he could completely reach, and his life had ended tragically in Liverpool.
Of course, he was not a qualified warrior, because at this moment, the situation did not allow him to think too much, even if it was related to the future of the American Special Ability Fighting Team.
The fierce attack of the thunderstorm brazenly burst forth. The storm rushed over and struck down with lightning. The flames were like a flaming dragon as it opened its bloody mouth to swallow its brothers.
"Damn it!" The vice team leader of Group B rushed over at an extremely fast speed, sending the stunned Stuart flying. He clenched his teeth and cursed loudly.
Swoosh!
A bolt of lightning pierced the chest of the vice team leader of Group B. The large hole in the bowl signalled the end of his life.
At this moment, he had protected Stuart. As the vice team leader, he knew that once Stuart fell, the members of Group B would be easily annihilated by the enemies. Stuart would have hope to survive, even if that hope seemed to be on par with despair.
Plop!
The vice leader of Group B knelt on the ground and used all his strength to squeeze out a word from his mouth, "Run! "Tell Elder Meg Naas to leave …"
He powerlessly fell to the ground, and just like the other American Special Ability Soldier s, he fell under the onslaught of the storm.
The American Special Ability Soldier who had rushed into the forest earlier had already disappeared, and the following members did not follow. How could those four or five Special Ability Soldier s be a match for those Blood Clan Warriors?
Flee? It would be a miracle if he could escape under such circumstances. All these years of battle experience had taught Stuart that the probability of a miracle happening on the battlefield was zero, not to mention that the opponent this time was Ye Lingtian, the guy who had been writing miracles all along.
To attack the opponent to the maximum, inflicting damage is victory! Holding the burning iron chains in his hand, Stuart issued the final command: "Attack the Special Ability Soldier of the Alps at all costs!"
The thunderstorm was known as the God's Roar, and although its lethality was great, it was not weak either. The Alpine Special Ability Soldier s focused all their attention on maintaining the ferocious attacks of the thunderstorm, and did not have the energy or strength to defend against the crazy attacks of the American Special Ability Soldier. From then on, compared to the sneaky Blood Clan Warriors and the weird floating Chinese Martial Cultivator s, they had the most feasibility of inflicting great damage on them.
Even if they died, they had to bite the enemy hard. This was the principle of Group B until they died. The angry American Special Ability Soldier s were like fearless lions as they charged towards the Alpine Special Ability Soldier that Butt Land was leading.
Swoosh!
A Blue Light flew past Stuart. The moment before it arrived, Stuart's burning iron chain instinctively swept towards the dim blue light. The scorching energy made the air creak, so Stuart should have been focusing on the Chinese Martial Cultivator who was attacking, but he did not stop moving.
He knew that the Chinese Martial Cultivator would definitely move the moment the thunderstorm appeared, and Blood Clan Warriors would also rush over like lightning. He had to use his remaining time to rush to Butt Land and tear this damned fellow into pieces! This was the only chance to strike back at his opponent!
Stuart's judgement was not wrong. Wen Shijie and the rest with Han Knife really did rush over and did their best to kill the American Special Ability Soldier. Using their fleeting movements, they managed to avoid the ferocious power of the thunderstorm while simultaneously giving the Special Ability Soldier of the United States a fatal blow.
The blade light flashed, like a meteor falling from the sky, the silhouette of the Blood Clan warrior shuttled back and forth, like the afterimage of the god of death.
The roar of God is still mighty.
Group B's American Special Ability Soldier is being shackled to death.
However, all of this made their blood boil.
Stuart was like a god of death. Even though the blue light pierced his body and even his head flew off his neck, he still maintained the charging posture.
In the end, he did not arrive in front of Butt Land and did not cause any harm to this damn guy.
The headless body fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting out of his neck. His head kept rolling on the tarmac with unwillingness in his eyes. As it spun, he could clearly see the man who killed him.
Ye Lingtian! Yes, it was Ye Lingtian! His face was gloomy as he stared at himself. On his expressionless face was a pair of black eyes as deep as the sea. At this moment, Stuart saw a hint of desolation and resentment in those eyes. This damned fellow, why did he have such a reaction? With this question in mind, he left in a sad state.
"God bless America …"
In the distance, the voice was not loud. It could even be called a whisper. This was because the American Special Ability Soldier's left chest had already been penetrated by the Blood Clan Warriors in front of him.
He kneeled on the ground and looked at the ground before him with unwillingness. His body couldn't help but twitch.
He was the last American Special Ability Soldier to fall. The moment he fell, the tyrannical power was no longer there.
Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and the thick stench of blood in the night was extremely pungent.
The vast majority of these bodies were American Special Ability Soldier, and a very small portion were Alpine Special Ability Soldier. With Nerkh Lars leading the Zocura Family Battle Team, which had the most complete lineup, the Wanji Hall Martial Cultivator had more or less suffered some injuries from the chaotic attacks of the storm. Judging from the number of casualties on both sides, this was an absolute massacre. Whether it was Butt Land, Nerkh Lars, or even Wen Shijie, they all wore a victorious smile on their faces.
Only Ye Lingtian's face was gloomy, his gaze swept across the corpses, he saw the powerful strength of Special Ability Fighting Team of the United States, and with this kind of fighting spirit, they were indeed able to dominate the Western world, but compared to their own side, their performance …
Several military vehicles drove over from the distance and the Heavenly Evil Division's brothers began to clean up the battlefield. The moment the convoy arrived, several Black Hawk helicopters whizzed over from afar.
Ye Lingtian said lightly to Wen Shijie and the others who were immersed in victory, "Get on the plane!"
The moment the height of the black hawk helicopter dropped, all of the members of the Liverpool Operation Cold Night immediately jumped onto the corresponding helicopter according to their respective roles. In less than a minute, the black hawk had left while roaring, as if it had never appeared here before.
Flying in the air, on top of a black hawk fighter jet, Ye Lingtian fiercely smoked a mouthful of cigarettes. He glanced at the captains of the three factions and saw that they seemed to still be immersed in the joy of victory.