You don't make cards according to the routine at all, do you?

"

In an instant, excited shouts and applause filled the army base.

The soldiers' eyes were red and their fists were clenched tightly. The sense of honor and mission engraved in human bones brought their emotions and morale to the highest peak in their lives.

Rhianna's eyes were moist.

If she hadn't experienced it herself in the past few days, she would never have thought that the situation had reached such a serious level.

What this war decides is not the fate of a certain country, but the fate of the entire human civilization.

But it's okay.

Leanna believes that they will definitely win!

Harrison glanced at everyone in front of him, as if he wanted to keep their faces in his heart forever.

He knew that he was not a qualified president.

But this time, he wants to be a qualified fighter.

16:23 PM.

Plott's helicopter landed at Area 51.

A huge gun barrel rose from the ground, aimed at the east, and began to accumulate energy.

Launching a superweapon should have been a cumbersome process that required the consent of Congress, the Department of Justice and other agencies.

But these institutions are all from Plott, or they are all witch robes, so naturally there is no such problem.

Plott can hit wherever he wants.

The only thing to wait is the activation time of the Celestial Cannon itself.

This process does not take long, less than an hour.

Plott is not in a hurry either.

He has already set his next goal.

Subba Yinli.

But it is a pity that the first goal has not been completed, and he ushered in his own doom first.

The location provided by Harrison is definitely not accurate. Correspondingly, the coordinates calculated by 01 through this location do not know how far away from Area 51 is. But sometimes, luck is also an important factor in determining whether a battle can be won.

Plot stood in the command hall as wide as the experimental base, looking up at the various monitoring screens hanging on the wall.

Looking at it, the air in front of him suddenly twisted.

The fluctuation of this force triggered the alarm in Area 51, and the alarm bells rang loudly for a while.

The gate fell, and the only entrance to the hall was instantly sealed.

This defense program that triggers the alarm to automatically close the door was designed as Plott suggested.

Plot's original intention was to block the intruder who broke into Area 51 in a fixed area and catch the turtle in the urn, but he never thought that one day he would become this turtle.

The first people to enter the hyperspace teleporter have arrived.

100 people in total.

Impartiality, just appearing on Plott's face.

In the next second, the soldiers' fearless fighting spirit and their resentment towards Plott suddenly erupted.

"For humanity, kill!

"

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===Chapter 3, call someone (please subscribe)===

Plott is dead.

People have blessings and misfortunes day and night, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxing and waning.

Plott probably never dreamed that he would die in this way.

He only saw the sole of one foot magnified infinitely in his field of vision, and then he was stepped on his face by a huge force, making him unsteady, and he sat down on the ground, with burning pain coming from his face and fishy smell flowing into the corner of his mouth. Salty told Plott he was disfigured!

The hard texture and heel of the military boots made Plott's head bleed instantly.

And that's just the first kick.

The first soldier who came over saw that the person under his feet was Plott, and he stepped on it very hard.

The soldiers who arrived later didn't know who was under their feet. They only heard "For Humanity!", so they didn't care who it was, kicked their feet hard, and launched a charge.

So this foot is also stepped on very hard.

Many soldiers didn't step on Plott themselves, but they heard someone screaming, and the voice was familiar, so they took a look.

Damn, it turned out to be President Plott!

They all went up to mend a few feet.

Thus, the first president in human history who died in a stampede was born.

Plott was trampled to death in this way.

He looked miserable, with bloody footprints all over his body.

But no one sympathized with him.

Doing a lot of evil and getting what you deserve is the best commentary on the ending of Plott's life.

The main reason is that Harrison found this position well.

As soon as it was transmitted, it happened to be on Plott's face.

Plott was trampled to the ground before he even had time to react.

Most of the command staff are technicians, and there are not many people who can fight, which gives the soldiers a chance to vent their emotions.

Nor did they forget their mission.

After stepping on Plott, he immediately followed his teammates and started a fight with the guards of the headquarters.

"Da da da!"

It was the sound of a guard's gunshot.

The large-scale strafing of special firearms quickly caused chaos on the first floor of the headquarters.

The operating console that was shot was glowing with lightning, dense bullet holes appeared on the big screen, making the monitoring screen physically black, and many people fell in a pool of blood, including soldiers of the Rebel Army and Area 51's own technology personnel.

Maybe these guards don't care about their lives because the bullets don't have eyes.

Soon, the second batch of soldiers arrived.

The gates of the hall were closed tightly, people inside couldn't get out, and people outside couldn't get in.

The superiority in numbers allowed the soldiers to quickly gain control of the headquarters.

The technicians were all buckled to the corner of the wall, squatting down with their heads in their hands, and corpses lay scattered all over the wall. The blood flowing reflected the scarlet light from the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling, as if covering the whole hall with a layer of blood mist. .

The leading soldiers did not go to count the casualties.

He walked to the smoking console and inserted a USB drive into the port.

Suddenly, a voice appeared behind him.

"It's useless. The launch program of the Celestial Cannon has been locked. Instead of wasting your time here, it's better to let your relatives and friends hurry up and run. If you run fast enough, you might survive."

The voice was close to a whisper, as if someone was talking with his head on his shoulder from behind, and the leading soldier could even feel the other person's breath brushing against his ears. Years of combat experience accumulated in the star palace battlefield prompted him to make a decision that was both right and wrong.

He let go of the right hand holding the USB flash drive without hesitation, and made an elbow strike backwards. The voice confirmed it, and he was confident that the punch would not go wrong.

It's not crooked.

But it didn't hit either.

The leading soldier didn't even see what the other party looked like, so the man turned into a cloud of black mist with a "poof".

His fist sank into the black mist, and there was a severe pain of being bitten.

Something was eating his hand!

"what!

"The leading soldier screamed.

The people in the military camp are tough guys, and they don't even frown when they are in pain.

But the piercing pain caused the leading soldier's forehead to be covered with beads of sweat, his face flushed and distorted, and his throat let out an uncontrollable wailing.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several bullets were fired from all directions.

Other soldiers who noticed the scene drew their guns to support.

However, the bullet seemed to hit the air, directly passing through the black mist without causing any damage to the black mist.

On the contrary, streams of black air condensed out of the black mist, like tentacles protruding from hell, wrapping the entire leading soldier around.

His body withered like a withered flower, and the flesh and blood on his face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, highlighting the skeleton of his head.

At this time, there was still a layer of skin left all over his body, but in the next second, even this layer of skin was eaten away by the black mist.

The person who was originally a living person turned into a dense white bone in the blink of an eye.

The black mist peeled off from the white bones, the skeleton did not fall down, and still maintained the posture of punching just now, the upper and lower jaws were opened, but no sound could be made anymore.

The soldiers around felt their scalps go numb.

Cruel death is just one of them.

The more important reason is that the leading soldier is an out-and-out Tier [-] card master, and his strength is among the top of the special forces team, but in the end he didn't even have a chance to resist. Turned into bones by this black mist

How terrifying should the opponent's strength be?

"My name is Sylta, remember my name."

The man appeared again, with a polite smile on his handsome face: "When you get up, remember to say hello to your God for me, if it wants to ask me why I hurt you, then invite it to the world Once there, I will personally set up a banquet to apologize to it."

There was a strong sense of sarcasm in the gentle tone.

You have believed in God all your life, why doesn't he come out to help you at this time?

Sylta said as she walked towards the soldiers.

Every time he took a step, a black smoke separated from him, turning a soldier into bones.

"Fight him!"

Seeing their companions being killed one by one, the soldiers' eyes were red, and they rushed forward to find Xierta desperately.

But halfway through the rush, their bodies suddenly exploded as if they were under heavy pressure.

Behind, a huge fireball hit Xierta, Xierta smiled and shook his head, the black mist on his body split out again, condensed into a spike and shot out, scattered the fireball, and flew along the path , nailed the soldier hiding in the corner and using the spell card to the wall directly from the throat.

The strength of the two sides is not an order of magnitude at all.

Sylta will never show mercy to humans.

For him, these human beings died ten thousand times would not be enough to repay the sins they committed in the first place.

The soldiers couldn't resist, and couldn't escape, so they could only send a warning to the Seventh Army Base before they died, asking the people behind to change the transmission point and stop coming to the control department to send them to death.

Among them are also ninth-level big star card masters.

Like Susan.

This man doesn't know if he can fight or not, but the launch procedure of the Celestial Cannon has been locked, and the Occupation Control Department can't change anything. They have to find another way to prevent the weapon from starting, or simply destroy the Celestial Cannon forcibly.

Xierta heard someone passing the message and didn't stop it.

There are less than 10 minutes before the launch of the Tianshen Cannon.

These humans will always come over.

As long as you are willing to come, it doesn't matter where you spread it.

A closed gate can trap others, but not him.