Special Forces: Opens with a Halo Spartan Warrior

City Y!

Ever since Alassad Zakhaev shot and killed the president of country A and established an extremist terrorist regime, country A has been clouded by war.

Not only country A, but the entire ZD region is in full swing.

The coalition led by the beautiful country will not allow uncontrollable factors in ZD, let alone let Zakhaev, the great enemy, extend his hand to ZD to take root!

So, transfer troops and prepare to destroy Alassad!

Alassad’s old lair Y City has naturally become the center of the whirlpool, and war is about to break out.

Night, reach out and don’t see five fingers.

In the 24-hour uninterrupted air raids of the coalition forces, the power system of City Y has long been paralyzed, and the entire city has fallen into boundless darkness.

Most of the A-nation have fled, far away, fearing the effects of the war.

Only Alassad’s armed forces stood still, scattered in dilapidated buildings, waiting for the coalition to attack.

Street guerrilla warfare is their specialty, and unless the coalition forces use large mushrooms to blow up City Y, they must pay a heavy price if they want to occupy City Y.

“Commander, there are too many militants, one careless will be besieged, and the coalition fighters in the sky will come from time to time to drop a few bombs, it is very dangerous!”

“Yes, and we don’t know exactly where Alassad is hiding, and finding him will not be easy.”

“Where else can Alassad be, I guess it’s definitely in the downtown barracks, just go and kill him.”

“Broken-tailed fox, think with your not-so-bright head, is Alassad an idiot? The coalition launched air strikes to raze the targets of military facilities in the city, and the Air Force of the beautiful country even dropped more than a dozen giant ground-drilling bombs in an attempt to eliminate the militants hiding in the tunnels, of which the military base was the key target, and if Alassad were inside, he would have blown up into slag. ”

“……”

In a private house in the east of the city, Qian Sen and his group, disguised as militants, are studying the plan of action.

But there is no intelligence, it is purely a black eye.

In the huge Y City, these dozen or so people wanted to find Alassad, purely looking for a needle in a haystack.

Moreover, there are still six hours before dawn, and it is necessary to successfully kill Alassad and leave Y City, otherwise it will be difficult to run when the coalition forces attack.

Qian Sen rubbed his temples and forced himself to calm down.

Price Iron rode the red fox with a solemn expression, lowered his head, and racked his brains to find a countermeasure.

Rustle.

While everyone was thinking, a mysterious man wrapped in a black combat uniform suddenly appeared by the window.

Silent, like a ghost.

The people here are elites, who have been on the battlefield for many years, and their sixth sense is very sensitive.

There are enemies!

Click.

A dozen guns were instantly pointed at the fairly complete window, and almost pulled the trigger.

But at this moment, Qian Sen recognized who the mysterious man was.

“Stop, don’t shoot! Own. ”

What?

Own?

Price was the first to put down the gun, and a few flashes of essence flashed in his eyes, and he knew that it must be another subordinate secretly cultivated by Qian Sen.

After all, there are iron riders, Otto, and ghost hands in front, so there is no need to fuss.

Red Fox Soap and the others also thought the same, put down the gun and waited for this person to come in.

At the same time, they are also a little tired.

The new members of the team who have recently arrived are all fierce men, this guy who can avoid the ghosts on guard outside, and quietly approaches here, is definitely a master!

If there is a non-human Otto, forget it, if there is another freak like him….

Comparisons are odious!

With more than a dozen pairs of eyes watching, the mysterious man pushed open the door and walked in.

Moonlight shone in through the hole in the roof, and the tall but not burly man exuded a trace of coldness.

It’s dangerous!

The eyes like an eagle falcon looked straight at Qian Sen.

“Commander, Jun is coming to report.”

He is the Spartan III fighter from the halo world, a NOBLE squad sniper, and a naval warrant officer “Joon”!

For Jun’s way of appearing, Qian Sen said that he was really pretending.

However, the aura exuded by Jun is obviously stronger than himself, worthy of being a Spartan third-stage soldier, and his physical fitness is estimated to have reached a very terrifying level.

Spartan warriors underwent harsh military training from an early age and underwent biochemical surgical modifications, allowing them to surpass ordinary people in terms of reaction speed, physical fitness, strength, and vision.

Some people will ask, who is stronger than the Spartan warriors and the American team?

Chanson said that the Spartan warrior would be stronger because the Spartan warrior’s body modification was thorough, down to the bone and nervous system.

The American team is mortal in the flesh, and the most awesome master chief among the Spartan warriors singles him out, even if he does not wear armor, he can be hung with one hand, because his nerve reflex speed is ten or even dozens of times faster than the American team, even without any fighting skills, the master chief can play the effect of Jeet Kune Do.

What’s more, one is a product of World War II, and the other is a crystallization of science and technology in the 26th century, and the two are completely incomparable.

Die? You don’t know? Sparta never dies!

“Commander, I know where Alassad is!”

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