Spellcasting Heavens

Just when Zhang Cheng discovered the secret behind his faith through a small experiment, Yelena, who walked along the narrow alley for six or seven minutes, finally caught up with the enemy who shot a fatal armor-piercing bullet at her.

Narrowing her eyes at the US military desert camouflage worn by the sniper, she immediately frowned and asked, Who are you? The Iraqi garrison? Or the CIA?

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

The other party obviously didn't want to answer this question, so he directly raised his pistol and shot all the bullets in the magazine.

But unfortunately, all the bullets encountered the obstruction of the mysterious force field within less than half a meter from the body, and ended up hovering in mid-air without being bounced or falling to the ground.

Such a weird scene made not only the sniper who fired the shot sweat profusely, but even the face of another guy dressed as an ordinary person following him could not help but have shock and fear on his face.

There is no way not to be afraid!

When faced with unknown forces, especially supernatural forces, even professionals who have received special training cannot fully control their emotions.

After all, for a long time, it was common knowledge that guns and bullets could kill all life on earth.

If one bullet can't kill, shoot another; if the power is too small, use a larger caliber bullet.

But now, a little girl who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old was actually standing in front of her, first blocking a 12.7 mm armor-piercing bullet, and then letting eleven pistol bullets hover in the air.

Especially the latter, who obviously knew some inside information, was trembling all over, and kept scanning the sky with the corner of his eyes, seeming to place all his hopes on the coming support.

Aha! It seems he is the mastermind, and you are just a fool who knows nothing. Farewell, American soldier.

As the last word blurted out, Yelena suddenly took out the pistol she carried and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!

After a gunshot, the poor white sniper fell to the ground, with a hole in his forehead and brains mixed with blood splattered everywhere.

It's so pitiful, isn't it? A guy who doesn't know anything has no qualifications to survive in our world. Yelena said with a cold face.

When she turned the gun and was about to threaten the remaining guy to see if she could get some useful information, there was a sudden sound of a propeller spinning at high speed in the distance.

The next second...

Da da da da da da!

The high-speed rotating six-barreled Vulcan cannon covered an area of ​​less than fifteen meters between the two people at a speed of thousands of rounds per minute.

Fake! Why are you here? A guy dressed in civilian clothes turned around and ran wildly, cursing loudly at the top of his lungs.

Above his head, a Longbow Apache helicopter gunship had just arrived and was strafing Yelena frantically, trying to eliminate this extremely dangerous target.

Through spy satellites, they had seen the incredible scene just now, so they knew very well how dangerous the enemy was, and it was even impossible to guess using common sense.

But before the pilot had time to adjust his position to launch the air-to-ground missile, the soldier sitting in the co-pilot position suddenly rolled his eyes, then at lightning speed, grabbed the joystick and jerked forward. A push.

boom!

The armed helicopter, which was originally not flying high enough, collided directly with a nearby house and turned into a dazzling huge fireball. Parts including the propeller flew everywhere, injuring many civilians living nearby. .

Shet! Headquarters! Call the headquarters! The bird crashed! I need support! More support! The unlucky guy who was affected by the explosion struggled to get up and roared loudly into the microphone.

Even without looking, he knew that the helicopter crash must be related to the other party's weird ability.

Unfortunately, before the other side of the phone could give a reply, Yelena sneered through the thick smoke and said: Sorry, you don't have the chance to wait until the next wave of support arrives, little mouse from the CIA.

As an intelligence officer who has received the most professional training, if she can no longer recognize the identity of the other party at this time, she can directly retire and go home to retire.

I'm warning you! Don't mess around! Otherwise the United States of America will not let you go! No matter who you are or why you work for the organization, we will eventually catch you. The middle-aged man tried to make a final struggle with a stern voice.

Hmph! Do you think everyone is afraid of the United States? No, idiots, you are the ones who haven't figured out the situation yet. The master is not something you guys can afford to offend.

After saying that, Yelena never gave the other party any chance to speak. She directly pulled the trigger and blew up her head. She picked up the communication device covered with blood and brain plasma and warned in a voice without any emotion: I'll give you a suggestion. It's best. Stop all investigations and actions against us immediately, otherwise I guarantee that next time, your partners, family, and friends will all pay the price. Especially you, dear Bernard, we know that you are in charge of this. action.

What?! How does she know this!

In an office at the headquarters in Virginia, the United States, a gray-haired old man was staring at the picture transmitted back by the electronic screen, his eyes full of disbelief.

You must know that in order to keep it secret, only a handful of people know about this operation, and the US military in Iraq has also been mobilized. The purpose is just to find out who is behind the mysterious force that has been shining brightly on the international intelligence stage in recent times.

But now, not only was the other party unscathed, but he also revealed his identity as the top person in charge.

Are there traitors? !

He thought of this immediately and began to scan the entire room with suspicious eyes, trying to find the betrayer.

Stop looking! Our eyes are everywhere! Your every move is under the surveillance of our eyes.

After Yelena finished speaking these meaningful words, the image transmitted to the electronic screen through the satellite was suddenly interrupted.

Damn it! Can anyone explain to me what's going on? Where's the satellite? What's going on with our satellite? Also, who leaked my identity information? Bernard kicked the table over. Outbursts of impotent rage.

After all, as a senior executive of the CIA, no one knew better than him the meaning of what had just happened.

An organization of unknown origin actually hijacked the signals of American spy satellites and even invaded the internal network to observe real-time footage of this office.

What's even more frightening is that if your identity is exposed, your family and friends will most likely face danger and revenge in the future...