"SHIT!"

"What?"

The two pilots roared into the intercom and quickly controlled the fuselage to start climbing upwards.

We are flying at high speed now.

Once it is hit by the two big guys in front of you, it will definitely crash.

However, although they had the intention to avoid it, the golden eagle and the vulture had no intention of letting them go.

"whispering sound!"

The golden eagle neighed.

His wings spread out in the air and he jumped up fiercely.

"Peng..."

The sharp claws scratched the transparent cockpit glass, and cracks like spider webs began to appear.

"No!!!"

Seeing the gradually appearing cracks, the pilot widened his eyes and roared in disbelief.

Without protective windows, they would have no way to control their body shape while driving at high speeds.

Seat belts alone cannot stop the strong wind.

"Peng..."

The moment the glass shattered.

Then he saw a pair of golden claws stabbing in.

Then the fighter jet in the air began to swing violently like a headless fly.

Wrapped in billowing black smoke, it fell into the distance.

I saw that my companion had crashed.

The other pilot was horrified and quickly increased his power and quickly fled into the distance.

As for the underground mercenary army, if you are going to die, how can you have time to care about the life and death of those guys below!

but!

Just after flying a certain distance, I felt that the fuselage began to shake continuously.

"Boom...boom...boom!"

There was a rhythmic knocking sound from behind.

I watched helplessly as the dashboard in front of me went black one by one.

"Buzz..."

Then the fighter engine slowly died.

"this……"

As the fighter jet began to tilt, the pilot looked through the glass in front of him and saw a huge bird with no hair on its head. It looked at him coldly, then spread its wings and flew away.

"Boom!"

The fire is soaring into the sky!

Simon looked coldly at the two helicopters crashing in the distance and took a deep breath.

Staring at the Chinese general in front, he said in a deep voice:

"Could it be that China wants to start a war?"

"Hahaha!"

Li Xing handed the submachine gun to the team members on the side and laughed loudly.

Walking down the sand dune step by step.

He came directly to Simon and looked up and down disdainfully.

"Peng..."

She grabbed his tie and pulled him over. His eyes widened and he said word by word:

"Start a war?"

"Are you worthy?"

"See clearly, I only brought less than thirty people today, and you have hundreds of people!"

"Believe it or not, just these people can beat hundreds of you to the east, west, north, and south without being able to find them?"

"Pa..."

Then he slapped Simon hard, knocking Simon to the ground in an instant.

"Don't move!"

"Da da da..."

"Whoever dares to take action will be killed directly!"

The mercenary group on the side held their guns tightly and aimed at Li Xing.

All the Chinese soldiers, with all their bullets loaded, looked at the group of mercenaries with expressionless faces.

"You dare to shoot?"

"snort!"

Li Xing lowered his head and looked down at Simon who fell on the ground and snorted coldly.

"No need for more, two nuclear weapons are aimed at you..."

"We dare to fight hard, can you...?"

"ah!!!"

With an angry roar, Li Xing shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Come, tell them, who plans to go back alive today?"

"No!"

"Gudong!"

Simon took a deep breath, struggled to get up from the ground, and glanced around coldly.

You can tell by looking at it.

The expressions on the faces of each of these Chinese soldiers were resolute, and they all looked fearless and unafraid of death.

This is a group of people with faith, which is simply not comparable to the group of mercenaries behind them who are tied together with money.

He glanced at the young man in the distance with hazy eyes.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"good……"

"Let you go!"

"You Chinese have a saying, the future is long!"

"Peng..."

Before he finished speaking, a ball of blood mist exploded from Simon's leg, and he fell to the ground instantly.

Li Xing frowned and glanced around in confusion. He was not one of their people.

That……

"Hang!"

At this time, another gunshot sounded in the distance.

A middle-aged man carrying a large sniper slowly walked over here step by step.

"Lao Zhou?"

Su Bai's eyes widened, looking at the man walking over, and couldn't help but murmured.

What's going on?

"Damn it...is this the person this guy saved? Damn, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple!"

Captain Zhou, who also saw the appearance clearly, couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Director, are you okay?"

Lao Zhou came to Su Bai and saw that he was not injured, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and stared at the figure in the distance, and shouted loudly.
To be continued...