Chapter 46 Jason, We're Going to Kill Your Friend!

The hour hand has long passed midnight, and the entire 'Cherry City' is silent.

The street lights are bright and the roads are wide. Occasionally passing cars will startle with dogs barking and cats, and soon quiet down again amid the screeching of people.

In 'Cherry City', even residents who can't own a garden are more than happy to have a dog.

A partner and a guardian.

After all, everyone knows that at night, a dog is far more vigilant than a human being.

But no matter how vigilant the dogs were, they couldn't find the Sabies wearing invisibility cloaks. They stood there silently like shadows, waiting for the signal.

Minutes passed by.

boom!

There was a clear explosion in the suburbs in the distance.

The firelight dyed the night sky red.

"action!"

With an order, three teams of scouts led by three raiders went straight to the parliament building, police station, and hospital in Cherry City.

Their goals are clear.

Clear Cherry City's landmarks, defenses, and healing logistics.

Then?

Naturally, in conjunction with those 'sneakers', there is a massacre.

Announcing their arrival with blood.

Like a shadow, like a ghost.

Three Sabi commandos approached their respective targets.

As a "warrior" among the Sabians, Mosa chose the most heavily defended parliament building.

Standing in the shadows, it locked onto the guards in the parliament building with the thermal imaging of its mask, and then waved to the scouts who followed.

It's not that these scouts attack or act together.

Instead, leave them where they are.

it,

One is enough to kill the entire parliament building.

The scout immediately took cover.

Moza walked towards the parliament building wearing an invisibility cloak.

At the door, two guards with live ammunition stood left and right, but they couldn't see Moza approaching at all.

In this regard, Noosa has long been accustomed to.

The planet in front of us is not only backward, but also ignorant.

If not for some unexpected circumstances, these people would have already become their slaves.

However, although the accident occurs, the result will not change after all!

"With your blood, start victory!"

Moza thought indifferently in the bottom of his heart.

Then, the bowl blade at the front of its arm slowly stretched out.

Chill and sharp.

Just like the short-handled broad-blade machete slowly approaching behind it.

The guards at the Capitol couldn't see Mosa.

Mosa also couldn't see Jason under the cover of the night.

The hare is chewing on the grass.

The wolf watched the hare.

The hunter's gun is aimed at the wolf, guarding the sheep.

In nature, hunter and prey are never fixed.

Just like this moment.

The bowl blade stabs out!

Knife swings out.

The bowl blade is fast, and the machete is even faster.

puff!

The head of the raider flew high, and the stench of blood spread out.

The ice hockey mask disappeared in the night.

When he appeared again, he was already by the side of those scouts.

These scouts didn't have time to react at all. They only saw that their superior was suddenly headed, and then a tall, strong figure appeared in front of them.

Bump!

A riveting hit!

Click, click!

Armor shattered, bones broken and tendons broken.

The two scouts in the front flew straight up and hit the scouts behind them.

Then, it was foggy!

In the fog so thick that he couldn't see his fingers, Jason's footsteps spun, as if dancing a waltz. The short-handled and wide-blade machete in his hand slashed through the air one after another, like the scythe of the god of death. reaping life.

Puff puff!

The sound of the blade cutting flesh became the unique accompaniment of the waltz.

Death is the only melody.

【Mist Hidden】!

【Whirlwind I】!

The combination of the two is a complete dance of death.

The scouts who stayed in place were completely defenseless.

They were stunned.

Not only was it an accident, but it was too fast.

From the death of their captain, to the fact that death spreads to them, in the blink of an eye.

By the time they recovered, most of the 10-man team had been killed or injured.

Then, an even crueler fate befalls.

Flames!

Rolling flames erupted in the thick fog.

As if an invisible invisible dragon was breathing dragon breath.

call!

Conical flames swept past, scorching corpses all over the place.

The fog dissipated.

The stump was broken, the blood was flowing, and the charred corpses were all over the field. Jason, wearing a hockey mask, stood among them.

The guards of the two parliament buildings not far away raised their guns pale and stared at Jason with trembling bodies.

"Don't, don't move."

One of them stammered.

Jason ignored it.

This action is not alone.

Although he was in charge of one of the pieces, someone else took care of the beginning and the end.

next moment--

"Stop, put down the gun!"

With such a voice, Cortana walked out of the building and saluted Jason.

"Sergeant!"

Sergeant?

own people?

The terrified and hesitant guard immediately put down his gun, then looked at Jason who was cleaning the battlefield, and finally, their eyes turned to Cortana.

They would undoubtedly be more willing to deal with Cortana than the terrifying-looking Jason.

"This is a military operation and needs to be kept secret."

"remember!"

"Secret!"

After Cortana left such words, she walked towards Jason.

Behind her, a group of 20 soldiers ran out neatly. After salute to Jason, these soldiers began to block the scene.

"Master Chief, do you need my help?"

Cortana walked over to Jason and asked.

"Need not!"

"I have other uses for these food... spoils."

Jason said bluntly.

It's another Sabie raider and scout 11-person package!

100 points of satiety!

Jason naturally wouldn't be here.

Moreover, there are more packages appearing in the city, of course he can't let go.

So, after packing these things, Jason picked it up and walked out.

"I'm going to support!"

Jason said as he walked.

Cortana didn't stop.

Although Jason has a military rank, his identity as the "mysterious side" is destined to be a very special "non-staff". The two sides are a kind of cooperation, not a commander.

"Yes!"

Cortana salutes again.

The surrounding soldiers also saluted and said goodbye.

As participating in the war, just now, they already knew what was going on with this mission.

'Destroy the infiltrating Sabians'!

For these invaders, the soldiers did not have any goodwill.

They can't wait to join the battlefield immediately.

However, they obey orders.

As professional soldiers, they know how important it is.

Since they have the task of protecting and blocking the parliament building, they will carry it out meticulously.

As an official senior member of the 'Ground Reconnaissance Bureau', Cortana knows a little more than these soldiers. She knows that in addition to the 'total annihilation of the infiltrating Sabians' plan, there is also a 'inform' plan.

The former and the latter are complementary.

Both are equally important.

Just as dangerous.

A little careless, it will bring great disaster to the ground!

Although the old general's staff had also planned for a long time and made full preparations, Cortana was always uneasy when she knew this plan.

But just now, when she saw Jason standing among the corpses of the intruder, such anxiety disappeared.

This is an inexplicable process.

Brings inexplicable peace of mind.

Looking at the tall figure gradually disappearing into the night, Cortana took a deep breath and shouted loudly——

"Please pay attention to safety!"

She had wanted to say more.

Say something different.

However, when the words came to his mouth, it finally became this sentence.

Jason heard it and continued forward without looking back.

He can't wait for the rest of the package.

As for more?

The food was right in front of him, and he was completely oblivious.

...

In Cherry City Hospital, the old instructor stood on the roof, looking at the Sabie star who was approaching by relying on the invisibility cloak, and couldn't help but pouted.

"Guys who rely on foreign objects, I can smell you from 10,000 meters away!"

With such words, the old instructor took out a bazooka behind him, aimed at the approaching team, and pulled the trigger directly.

Whoosh!

In the beautiful tail flame, the rocket flew straight out.

This is the first one.

Then there are the second, third, and fourth.

After illuminating all the bazooka behind him, the old instructor standing on the top of the 10th floor jumped down.

Boom!

The cement floor is directly broken.

The old instructor's calf didn't even get into it.

However, the old instructor came out as if nothing happened.

He pulled the trigger on the Sabie star who rushed out of the rocket range in front of him.

hum!

the sound of the motor.

The Gatling gun began to turn.

The next moment, a metal storm composed entirely of warheads overwhelmed the rushing scouts.

No remains of the scout who died in the explosion.

Dodging the explosion, the scout who rushed out also had no bones.

The corpses of the intruders flew back and forth like parts from a car crash.

"Hahaha!"

"Little bastards, have you felt my enthusiasm for you?"

The index finger of the left hand did not leave the trigger, but the old instructor's right hand took out a bottle of vodka from one side pocket, bit the cork with his mouth, and poured it out.

The spicy wine made the stomach burn like fire.

It also made the blood of the old instructor boil again.

He threw Gatling, who had fired the bullet in his hand, and the old instructor strode forward.

At this moment, there are still two Sabies left.

A raider, a scout, one showed a bowl blade, one shook out a spear.

The man with the spear went straight forward, stabbing the old instructor's throat, while the one with the bowl blade turned to one side, and the bowl blade in his hand was like a poisonous snake's letter to lick the old instructor's ankle.

Fast speed and tight coordination.

This is the tacit understanding formed by the Sabians over many years, and the tactical cooperation extended from this has caused considerable losses to the 'ground' on the frontal battlefield.

After all, the raiders at that time led a hundred-man squad.

With the 100-man squad as a buffer, the opponent's shoulder cannon can exert the greatest power.

And now?

The opponent who had no time to store energy chose the most straightforward melee combat.

Although the old instructor was as sturdy as a bear, at first glance, he had quite powerful strength, but there were advantages and disadvantages. While a strong body brought strength, it would inevitably make the body not agile and dexterous.

"Die!"

"I will collect your head as a trophy!"

The Sabians convert the terrestrial language through the mask.

Hearing these words, the old instructor pouted.

Of course he knew what the other party was paying attention to.

In fact, in every battle, his opponents had the same idea.

From the time he set foot on the battlefield at the age of 18, every time was without exception.

"I don't have absolute speed."

"Not smart enough either."

"But it doesn't mean I..."

"slow response!"

The old instructor bared his teeth.

Agility is the agile fighting style, and the strong figure naturally has the fighting style of the strong figure.

As soon as he raised his hand, the old instructor grabbed the spear that hadn't really hit the front.

Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he directly dragged the spear holder into his arms and slapped him tightly.

Crunch, crunch.

In such a crisp sound, the old instructor's body fell to the side of the attacker.

The huge body was like a fallen marble pillar, hitting the scout heavily.

boom!

In the dull sound, the body of the assaulter who was hit was obviously flattened.

Plasma gushed out with air bubbles mixed with unidentified pieces of internal organs.

The old instructor turned over and stood up, glanced at the flattened raider with disdain, and ran towards the police station.

There were gunshots and explosions.

It was clear that the battle was in turmoil.

He didn't want the young man under his command to lose anything.

...

hum!

In the unique charging sound of the shoulder cannon, a ball of light smashed directly into the gate of the police station.

boom!

Suddenly, the gate of the police station was blasted to the sky.

Several 'Bronze Unyielding' warriors wearing heavy alloy armor were even affected, and under the impetus of the air wave, the whole person rolled to one side.

"Vince! Siri!"

As the guard leader of this stronghold, Jock shouted anxiously.

He didn't know why he was discovered by the Sabians.

However, he knows that these young people who represent the future of "Bronze Unyielding" must not be able to do anything.

Fortunately, the defense of the alloy heavy armor is sufficient, and several young people shook their heads and got up after hearing Jock's shout.

"I'm fine."

"I'm fine too."

The young warriors of 'Bronze Unyielding' replied one after another.

Jock breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, when he looked outside the police station out of the corner of his eyes, his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

A raider with a small team of scouts.

Just like the information they received.

However, something in the hands of one of the scouts made him particularly concerned.

That is……

Petrol bomb!

Does the other party have other weapons and logistics?

who is it?

Which bastard is that?

Jock thought.

But time did not allow him to think too much, and the other party threw the gasoline bomb over with force.

Looking at the flying petrol bombs, Jock rushed out without hesitation.

He had only one thought: Never let a petrol bomb fall on a police station.

Young people still have a long way to go.

And he?

A soldier who enters the battlefield is born here and should die here.

The best home for a soldier is... the battlefield!

"Ula!"

With a battle cry, Jock flew towards the petrol bomb.

boom!

A petrol bomb half a person's height exploded.

In the thick fire, Jock's figure was swallowed up.

The night sky was lit up with flames.

Only the echoes of the battle cry remained.

Then--

"Ulla! Ulla!"

The young warriors of 'Bronze Unyielding' roared and charged.

They walked through walls of fire, letting the flames burn on them.

They forget about pain.

Their eyes were fixed on the enemy.

In their hearts at this moment, there is only one thought left: kill the enemy in front of them!

The raider of Sabie star looked at the soldiers who came dressed in flames, and his body trembled unconsciously. Even if the scouts behind it were covered by masks, they couldn't hide their horror.

Aren't these 'ground' people afraid of death?

Thoughts rose from the bottom of my heart, but were then overwhelmed by flames.

Vince threw the attacker directly to the ground.

The long sword in his hand pierced the gap in the opponent's armor at the last moment, and at the same time, the opponent's bowl blade was also inserted into the alloy heavy armor of his abdomen.

A solid defense that saved Vince from fatal injuries.

But still hurt.

Blood poured out.

Vince felt it clearly.

But he became more and more warlike.

"Ula!"

With his long sword drawn, he slashed the raider's head with one stroke, and he rushed to the next scout.

The soldiers present fell into this special state with the explosion.

I don't know the pain.

Tireless.

Muscles swelled, and he fought with greater strength than before.

"What a terrible 'Bronze Unyielding'!"

In the shadows in the distance, a figure stared at this scene in shock.

He murmured involuntarily in a low voice.

"Failed."

"The previous actions have all failed."

"It's all because of the damn Jason!"

"He ruined everything for us!"

The other party gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Then, the other party suddenly thought of something, and his eyes were instantly hideous——

"You made us fail!"

"We won't make you feel better either!"

"You also have friends in Cherry City!"

"I'm going to kill them, I remember them as...John, Brian, McCall?"

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