Chapter 601: Bombardment of the Gods

Several women inside began to cry softly. They knew that the fate of the future would be like this. Everyone was so scared that they shed tears, but they did not dare to cry loudly.

"Do you think the company will send someone to rescue us?" a man asked the people around him.

"Yes, it's just a matter of time. Don't forget that there are more than 100 of us. More than 100 people were kidnapped. This is an international event. The country will definitely take it seriously. Even if the company doesn't rescue us, the country will save us." A People take it for granted.

They didn't know that the news about the kidnapping of more than 100 workers was still blocked, and the Chinese people didn't know about it. Although the relevant departments conducted a secret rescue, the rescue failed.

But it was said that a group of Zhang Jun's people got off the plane in Bor Province, appeared as businessmen, and settled in a hotel. Bor Province is a relatively peaceful place, and the war has not yet reached this place.

The hotel was only ten kilometers away from where the hostages were being held, and they were prepared to take action as soon as darkness fell. Because he had to rescue more than 100 people this time, Zhang Jun was very careful. He planned to investigate the situation first and formulate a safe and thorough rescue plan.

As night fell, he quietly left the hotel and headed towards the place where the hostages were held. When he reached the range that his eyesight could monitor, he observed the other person's situation while walking.

It was a bungalow built of cement, with more than a hundred hostages inside. There were twenty armed insurgents guarding the area, and only two people were guarding the door.

He looked around carefully and found nothing else, so he breathed a sigh of relief. If there were only these rebels, he would be absolutely sure to rescue people safely.

He was getting closer to the place where the prisoners were being held. When he passed by an alley, he thought that he could hypnotize all twenty rebels in a while, and then let them take the initiative to send the hostages away.

Just as he entered the alley, he saw a person standing in front of him. The man was tall, with an absolutely perfect figure, that of a young man.

This man was full of wild power, his eyes were cold and evil, and he looked about twenty years old. He was wearing tights, the material of which should be specially made, very tough and extremely elastic.

Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes. He couldn't see through the other person's cultivation. This feeling was very similar to when he first met Xiao Longnu.

He stopped and stared ahead without saying a word.

The young man walked over slowly. With every step he took, Zhang Jun could feel more pressure. The other man was definitely a master, very powerful!

His mind was spinning quickly and he quickly concluded that this might be a trap. The British robbed the oil field, the ruling team took action, and even the previous kidnapping incident was carefully planned by the enemy. All of this was to lure him out and then kill him!

After figuring it out, he calmed down, stared at the other person and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The young man didn't say anything. He kicked his feet on the ground, and his body hit him like a cannonball, bringing up a fierce wind. There was a loud "boom" on the ground, a pit half a meter deep appeared, and dust was flying.

Zhang Jun's heart was filled with a sense of danger. Under the Buddha's eyes, he could clearly see the opponent's movements, so fast! This man is full of explosive power, he is Superman!

"This person is not a monk!" He made a judgment in his mind, "If he is not a monk, he must be a genetic warrior!"

When the other party was approaching, he suddenly swayed to the left and instantly broke through the wall, forming a big hole. Behind the wall was a warehouse, and he entered in a flash.

"boom!"

The young man hit the ground and the ground shook violently. He barely stopped, moved sideways, and chased Zhang Jun.

As soon as he entered the warehouse and his body was still in the hole in the wall, a tongue of fire suddenly spurted out in front of him. At such a close distance, and with wall holes blocking his left and right sides, he couldn't dodge.

"Bang!"

In Zhang Jun's hand, he held an enlarged version of a pistol, capable of shooting 50 mm caliber anti-aircraft shells. Of course, most people couldn't bear its terrible recoil, and only strong men like him dared to use it.

The large pistol was hidden under his clothes. He broke through the wall and entered the warehouse. Instead of running away, he stopped three meters inside the wall hole and raised the gun.

As expected, the opponent immediately chased after him after landing. So the moment the other party entered the hole in the wall, he fired.

The air flow ejected by the anti-aircraft shells is enough to kill, and the power is too powerful. The young man only had time to twist his body before the bullet hit his chest.

The warhead exploded, and his man was blown away like a scarecrow, with blood splattering on his right chest. What was surprising was that he actually stretched his limbs in mid-air and then landed firmly on the ground.

The impact of the explosion of the anti-aircraft shell pushed Zhang Jundu several meters away, and then he was surprised to see the man standing intact outside the warehouse, staring at him coldly.

Then he understood that the clothes the other party was wearing were very special. It was a special body armor. When an object impacts at high speed, the clothes will become extremely hard, thus blocking the high-speed impact bullet.

Although a hole was blown through the clothes, it saved the young man's life. His right chest and head were bloody and bruised, but he was not dead.

There was an angry expression on his face, like an enraged wolf, he roared and pounced on Zhang Jun again.

Without saying anything, Zhang Jun raised his hand and fired another shot. There were six bullets in this enlarged version of the pistol.

"boom!"

His marksmanship was so accurate and his timing was perfect. There was no other way, so the other party had to dodge, and the anti-aircraft shell hit his face and hit the back, hitting the wall and then exploding.

When he landed, Zhang Jun in the warehouse had long disappeared, and he didn't know where he had fled. Zhang Jun is now at the seventh level of his true power and is very powerful. As long as he is willing, he can escape dozens or even hundreds of meters in a second and hide himself.

The young man was filled with anger. Before carrying out this mission, his superiors repeatedly told him to be careful. He didn't take it seriously at first, thinking in his heart that no matter who the other party was, he could crush him to death in one fell swoop.

But the fact hit him mercilessly in the face. As soon as he took action, he encountered a terrible counterattack. The other party abominably used a perverted big pistol and shot him with anti-aircraft shells, almost killing him.

If the people above hadn't forced him to wear a high-tech bulletproof vest, he would be a dead man now!

Now, with rage raging in his chest, he must catch the other person and slowly break his neck!

The warehouse is large and filled with guns and ammunition. This place is a temporary arsenal built by the rebels!

The young man searched around the warehouse as fast as he could, but could not find Zhang Jun. At this moment, Zhang Jun was already standing more than fifty meters away from the arsenal.

He held something like a matchbox in his hand and pressed it lightly.

"Ding!"

The matchbox flashed red, and there was a loud bang from the arsenal, followed by a series of explosions, one after another.

It turned out that when he exited, he dropped a time bomb in the arsenal. The location where the bomb was placed was filled with guns and ammunition and could easily be detonated.

The explosion was so violent that buildings with a radius of nearly 100 meters were affected, and the explosion destroyed everything within 30 meters.

Fortunately, Zhang Jun's reaction was quick enough and he had already rushed out when the bomb was detonated. By the time the subsequent explosion broke out, he had already escaped several hundred meters.

When the last explosion sounded, everything became quiet. He went back and forth, slowly approaching the center of the explosion to determine whether the other party was killed.

The opponent's physique is very strange. He can't detect it with his eyesight and can only observe it with his naked eyes. After getting closer, he found that the center of the venue was full of fireworks and visibility was very low. Some of the ground was melted by the high temperature generated by the explosion. It was caused by incendiary bombs and the temperature was extremely high.

Suddenly, the fragments of bricks and tiles on the left front swayed, then bulged, and a figure stood up from the ruins. He was covered in black blood, his skin was completely burned, he was blind in one eye, his ears were completely gone, and a third of his nose was missing.

Moreover, the body armor on his body was completely destroyed and turned into pieces. In such an explosion, the body armor was of little use and could not protect him.

His only remaining eye was filled with anger. He roared to the sky and jumped up violently. With amazing jumping ability, he rushed toward Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun sneered. He could see that this young man was indeed very powerful and should not be weaker than the little dragon girl before he practiced. If it were a fair fight, he would indeed be no match and would definitely die.

But he has no fear at all. From a certain perspective, he is a half-step magical power, and perspective is his magical power. Although the other party is called a god, he is actually not a true half-step god. Only by practicing systematically like Xiao Longnu can one be called a half-step god.

This person's strength was purely physical. This kind of tyranny surpassed that of ordinary true power masters, but it still couldn't scare Zhang Jun.

The young man rushed over angrily, jumped to the highest point, and pounced diagonally downwards. At this time, Zhang Jun raised his big pistol for the third time and shouted: "Go to hell!"

"Bang!"

The anti-aircraft shells were so fierce that the opponent had suffered a lot, so as soon as he heard the sound, he immediately twisted his body and dodged to one side. But what surprised him was that no shells flew past him this time.

Immediately, he heard a second gunshot, and then a spinning anti-aircraft shell came closer and hit him accurately in the chest. The shell hit his chest, then exploded violently, tearing his body apart, and then he knew nothing.

Before he died, the young man known as the "god" was very unwilling. He clearly dodged, so how could he still be shot?

Little did he know that the big gun in Zhang Jun's hand was exquisitely designed and was specially made for him by Xiaoqiang using a universal machine tool. When he pulled the trigger, the pistol did make a sound, but the anti-aircraft shell did not fire. The cannonball was launched after a delay of 0.2 seconds, and at that time, he was just doing dodge. His moves were old and it was no longer possible to dodge a second time.