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After coordination between Yang Sheng and the US military, Lin Yang obtained the entry permit and took the undersea tunnel through the entire area, which took 12 minutes and 25 seconds.
In addition to Lin Yang, he is also accompanied by a guard named Yu Ke to protect his safety.
The people in the United States who were responsible for picking up the two men were a group of soldiers wearing blue mechanical exoskeleton armor.
Compared with mecha soldiers, their movements are more sensitive and their scale is very large. The United States has more than a dozen divisions of such warriors!
However, in front of the alien masters, these mechanical exoskeleton soldiers were of little use, so they just sent Lin Yang and the two to the outside of the war zone, and the extraordinary masters inside took over the work.
After some twists and turns, Lin Yang finally entered the American Wartime Command Headquarters.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard the commander-in-chief General Kelton roaring like a lion:
"Don't say anything to me about fighting to the death. My order is to hold down the three targets in your area. If you can't hold them back, it won't matter if you die a hundred times!"
"General, the special commissioner from China has arrived!" The messenger kicked his feet on the ground and his voice was clear and loud.
"Thank God, you are here." General Kelton put down the communicator and looked up, but soon frowned: "Is that guy Yang kidding me? Why did he send such a young man?" Rookie!"
"General, this is a document signed by General Yang Sheng." Lin Yang handed over a thin metal sheet with the unique seal of the Chinese Military Headquarters on it.
Seeing the seal above, General Kelton's face became a little brighter, but he still had some concerns: "Can you really kill an alien with one shot? Those are all masters above level 10. If you get too close, you can even fart. Kill you!"
Lin Yang said calmly: "The premise is that your people don't let those aliens keep moving at high speed at all times. You should be very clear about the maneuverability of fourth-order extraordinary beings. If you are determined to run, except for ion thruster missiles, other weapons are very It’s hard to catch up.”
Lin Yang made it very clear that you sent people to fight hand-to-hand with those alien masters, forcing them to slow down while he sniped from behind.
"In addition, I also need to have a third-level space system transcendent by my side to facilitate me to move positions at any time." Lin Yang added for his own safety.
"Are there any other requests?" After calming down, General Kelton accepted Lin Yang faster than Yang Sheng.
He had been fighting with these aliens all day and night, and the anxiety and anger were over. What he was thinking about now was how to quickly destroy these sons of bitches.
"Gone."
General Kelton's chin raised slightly: "Johnny, take Commissioner Lint to the nearest combat zone!"
Now the entire Washington Special Zone and surrounding areas have become a battlefield. With the special zone as the center, the alien spacecraft continues to send groups of three warriors to carry out spread attacks in all directions.
Each group has a certain area of activity. The headquarters also calls the area a combat zone. Each combat zone usually has an alien team and a number of drones.
Drones are not much of a threat and are mainly used for reconnaissance, but these aliens are really difficult to deal with. They are powerful and fast at the same time.
Especially the battle suits they wear can not only release amazingly powerful energy shock waves, but also provide a very strong shield, which is extremely tricky.
In fact, most of these aliens only have the strength of the third level peak, but this battle suit has lifted them to the fourth level peak. This is why the United States is still suppressed and beaten by the cooperation of multiple arms.
The gap in technology is sometimes more disappointing than the gap in extraordinary strength.
Soon, Lin Yang and others successfully arrived at the A-1 combat area. They were surrounded by the wreckage of destroyed tanks and aircraft. There were not many corpses covered with flesh and blood, because most of them were carbonized.
Silent roars came from the sky from time to time. Lin Yang looked up and saw that Earth's mecha warriors were chasing a Pavia star. Their knees were covered with a funnel-shaped white mist, apparently breaking the sound barrier. .
"After I shoot, no matter whether I hit the target or not, we must transfer immediately. If it's too late, we will all die." Lin Yang, who had already put on the Wild Beast Mecha, took out his sun-shooting spear and said to the space magician beside him.
The latter took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
Third-level space magicians can cast teleportation spells instantly within a circular area within five kilometers in diameter. Even if the Pavia Stars find someone on the ground attacking them, they will never be able to find Lin Yang immediately. s position.
With the optical stealth turned on, the mecha's surface temperature gradually reached the same level as the surrounding environment. Lin Yang put his head behind the sight.
Meanwhile, heaven.
The third team of the Bald Eagle Squadron is chasing the lone Pavia star. They are the most elite mecha warriors in the United States, and their average strength is above level 7.
If they put aside all foreign objects and fight alone, this alien may not be an opponent for any of them.
But it was this damn battle suit that made their team dare not even dare to fight head-on with him.
At this moment, the captain of the third team received the order to fight the alien in close combat at all costs.
"Soldiers, when the alien turns around later, let's not run away, just go up to him and entangle him!" The captain conveyed this instruction to his subordinates without any hesitation.
"What!"
Sure enough, this suicidal order immediately aroused doubts from his subordinates: "The strength of our mecha shield is limited, but it can't withstand a few punches from that bastard!"
Although there is a technological gap between battle suits and mechas, there are not completely no solutions.
After a day and night of combat data analysis, the American military quickly discovered the shortcoming that the combat uniforms did not last long.
Therefore, all mecha troops were immediately instructed to adopt hyena-style tactics, that is, to follow behind in groups to harass. If the opponent fights hard, disperse and retreat. If the opponent wants to run, chase and fight at the same time. The energy of the combat suit is consumed through the numerical advantage. This It is the safest and most effective way.
But now, the military department actually asked them to fight hard. What is the difference between that and death!
"Sir, I was told that there are snipers on the ground cooperating. As long as we entangle this alien, the snipers can kill it!" the captain shouted on the communication channel.
After saying this, others no longer hesitated.
On the battlefield, soldiers are not afraid of death, but of an unknown death.
At the other end, the Pavia star who had been leading the race slowed down and turned around to prepare for a counterattack.
Under the thick visor of the combat uniform, there is an interesting smile.
To him, this is a game.
He knew very well what these earthlings were planning. His two teammates were gradually approaching, but these earthlings were still chasing him foolishly.
What's even more interesting is that if he shows any signs of stopping, they will immediately scatter like frightened birds.
This comprehensive crushing of IQ and strength gave him great satisfaction in his sense of superiority as a higher organism.
Although it would take a while for the team members to arrive, he had no intention of continuing the walk.
The combat suit still has about forty energy, which is enough to last until the team members come over.
"Earthlings, the game is over." The Pavia star hung in the air and said arrogantly to the soldiers of the Bald Eagle Squadron in half-baked English.
At this moment, Lin Yang, who had been aiming for a long time, pulled the trigger.
