Nine Hundred Fifty-Five: Won't Let Them Speak Out

Xu Cheng raised his eyes and stared at the two flying missiles, their buttocks were burning with white smoke. Even a fool could see that this was a normal missile, as was the previous one, but the commander refused to believe it.

Seeing that the head of the group did not leave, the five members of Yike also stood motionless.

The commander stared at the missile flying over, and it could become popular here in the blink of an eye.

However, for some unknown reason, when the missile reached the target, the flames burning behind its butt suddenly went out, and it rolled down on the plywood with blank eyes, no different from the first missile thrown down, turning into scrap iron rolling on There was a clanging sound on the ground.

The commander spat out a mouthful of blood.

Spit out of anger, all the anger did not come to one place, he was so angry that he vomited blood directly.

All the missiles, the weapons he was most proud of in his life, failed tonight, making his old face bloated and almost shattering his decades-long belief in the supremacy of arms.

"It's awesome!" He lay on the ground and smiled wryly. Although he didn't admit it, he still lost!

"Tell me, how did you do it?" He looked up at Xu Cheng and asked, "How did you do all this?"

"Don't you not believe it?" Xu Cheng looked at him and chuckled, "Then I don't want to say it."

"It's useless for us if you win. The United States will not surrender. There is no country that can allow the United States to surrender." The commander said.

"Soon!" Xu Cheng knelt down and looked at him: "The land of mercenaries, such a poor and backward country, can make the United States surrender!"

"You're dreaming!" the commander roared angrily, "Look here, more than 10,000 US troops have died, and in terms of lost benefits, do you think we will surrender?"

"You are miserable, right? Then why don't you say that you have injured more than 50,000 people in the land of mercenaries?" Xu Cheng asked back.

"War is like this. Whoever has strong capital and militarization has the right to speak. If we want to fight you, we will fight. Even if it is the United Nations, you are thankless. If we kill you, it is called eradication, but you oppose us. , that’s called fighting against world peace.”

"World peace?" Xu Cheng squinted his eyes and sneered: "This world has never been peaceful. How many countries' politics and national intelligence scandals have you secretly accumulated over the years, isn't it your old beauty's tricks?"

"So what? The strong speak the truth! The weak are only worthy of being beaten! Let's kill, we have no intention of surrendering. The more we kill, the more furious the country will be. At that time, for the whole world, the United States will finally be able to Unscrupulously officially launch an endless war against you, even China and Russia will no longer intervene. At that time, it will not be our aircraft carrier stationed in this port, but large and small warships Airplanes and cannons, what you defeated today was only one-thirtieth of the troops of the United States. Our blood will not be shed in vain. The death of 10,000 soldiers should be repaid with the lives of 8 million people in your land of mercenaries. Very reasonable! Hahahaha...."

"Don't force us, or the United States will regret what we can do! When we land in the United States, it will be the time for you to open the gate of hell." Xu Cheng said.

The commander was strong and calm: "Aren't you beaten so much that you can only shrink back here and do nothing? I wish you could show up."

"Yes, sooner or later we will appear in the streets of America, and then tell you who is the trash in the United States!" Xu Cheng suddenly looked at the remaining soldiers with amusement, and he said to the commander: "I'll show you a play."

Immediately, he stood up and looked at the soldiers in front of him with guns pointed at him, and those who could still point guns at him. It is estimated that there were less than a dozen people left, and the rest were injured. , or was blown to death.

And these dozen or so people looked at Xu Cheng in fear and fear.

"When you raise your guns, you have to pay the price for your actions. In fact, there could be no war in this world. The war is only brought about by those of you who created guns. You think it's great to have guns. Right? Have you ever thought that this gun can kill you?"

With that said, Xu Cheng raised his eyebrows.

The next moment, the guns on the hands of the thirteen soldiers aiming at him suddenly exploded. The eyes they were aiming at were blown away, and their entire heads and two arms were blown away. Thirteen people, like It was a time bomb hit on his body. Under Xu Cheng's gaze, all his bodies exploded, leaving only a pool of blood and stumps on the ground.

Those soldiers who were still alive and injured and the personnel on board were all scared and retreated into the corner trembling!

The commander was stunned watching this scene.

He finally remembered that on the battlefield before, his soldiers would disintegrate as long as they held guns in their hands. He had always wondered, thinking that there were some new types of weapons.

"Why? How did you do it?"

"I just like the way you scratch your itch with curiosity. People like you have blind faith in the truth. I want you to die doubting the truth." Xu Cheng said.

"No!" The commander grabbed Xu Cheng's foot: "Tell me, why is all this?"

"You don't deserve to know, because to me, you are a piece of trash!" After Xu Cheng finished speaking, he stood up, and the next moment, the military uniform badge worn by the commander, the metal on the belt, and the buttons all exploded one by one. .

bang bang...

The commander was blown out of several blood holes, his face was covered with blood, and he finally understood why, staring at Xu Cheng with wide eyes, he couldn't believe it and choked out a word: "Jin... "

Xu Cheng smiled slightly: "Wait until we go to America, unless the people there move to a world without metal."

The commander's face changed drastically in an instant. If that was the case, America would really be destroyed like hell!

"Go! Retreat! Report everything you see to the country! Go!" Suddenly, the commander looked at the 9 fighter jets in the sky and roared for no reason.

Before he finished yelling, Chekov shot the commander in the head first!

The nine fighters had already left the air area in a hurry.

"Brother Cheng, what should we do? Have we been exposed?" Diesel said worriedly.

"No, what they saw was limited, so they had no choice but to take the corpses to study. They didn't even know that the soldiers and people in front died from metal explosions. Besides, even if they knew that we had special abilities, they hadn't seen them. What's the use of our appearance?" Xu Cheng looked at the direction the group of planes were leaving, squinted his eyes and said, "What they know may not have the opportunity to say it!"