Chapter 36 Airplanes, Tanks, and Missile Vehicles (1)
"Die for me, you monster!"
It was only a minute or two from the appearance to the destruction of the poor tank, and two tanks had already been completely scrapped.
However, these two scrapped tanks still contributed, and they made a time difference for the other tanks to fight back!
The huge gun heads of the two tanks instantly focused on the burly Stallone.
Ben didn't hesitate, it seemed that he could hear the heart-rending roar from the cab of the tank inside through the tank, accompanied by two red and yellow, and the entire tank's body seemed to shake because of the strong backing.
Two cannonballs whistled at the burly Stallone.
"Cannonballs? It's kind of interesting, but you think it's okay, it's a dream! ”
As expected, the deafening explosion did not sound, and the driver of the tank inside the tank, and the many terrorists around the terrorist camp trembled with horror and looked at the scenery in front of them.
I feel like I'm seeing a ghost...
On the battlefield, Stallone, who was wearing armor, stretched out two hands and held the two whistling cannonballs, the cannonballs that should have exploded when they were impacted, were quietly in the hands of the burly man Stallone at this moment, accompanied by the sound of shattering that seemed to be heard even in the empty sound, the strange magic circle on the armor around the burly man Stallone appeared, and then the two cannonballs clicked, accompanied by the gentle pinching of Sylvester Stallone's fingers, the two cannonballs directly shattered, turned into scrap metal and fell to the ground.
"It can't be!"
"It's impossible!"
It seemed that he could hear the voices of many terrorists present, the burly man Stallone wearing exquisite armor pinched his mouth and smiled, the light in his eyes flashed, he jumped up violently, and landed heavily in front of a tank, stretched out his hand and clicked, the originally very strong steel tank shell was directly pinched by Stallone like a clay man, and lifted the huge tank with one hand, and then a sweep smashed the tank into another tank, and the two tanks collided violently, and then exploded.
"Damn, hateful, hateful monster, hit you, hit you, Lao Tzu hit you!"
What is Terrorist? Terrorists are a bunch of deadly masters.
The only remaining tank on the battlefield seemed to feel the danger of death, and let out a hysterical roar, and the terrorists driving the tank directly drove the tank towards the burly man Stallone.
Since even the shells are useless, then they will directly knock you to death and crush you to death!
Rumble............
The heavy tank roared like a mad beast, leaving traces on the ground that had been crushed, and slammed straight into the burly man Stallone, and the steel body of the entire tank shook violently.
"This can't be, it's simply not ......"
Saddam, the adjutant of the last line of defense in the terrorist camp, clenched his hands tightly, his veins highlighted, how he wished he could see the last tank directly knock this damn burly man Stallone out of the air.
The ideal is beautiful.
The reality is skinny.
The heavy tank like a beast of the wilderness seemed to have hit an unusually hard object, and the whole tank shook and then no matter how the driver of the tank stepped on the accelerator, the black smoke that rose from the ground of the entire tank could not move the burly man in front of him, and the burly man Stallone directly pressed one hand against the shell of the tank!
"I'm going to die. Give me death, give me death! ”
The only remaining tank driver was annoyed, showing bloodshots, and roared hysterically, in his eyes, the burly man Stallone in front of him could not be called a human at all, and directly aimed the head of the tank at close range at the burly man Stallone, and then responded with violence, continuously bombarding it.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
The bombardment of shells three times a year, the solid bombardment on the body of the burly man Stallone, the smoke of gunpowder is dense, the tank driver looks crazy, and the explosion of such a close attack shell does not believe that you are not dead!
When the ashes cleared, the tank driver's eyes widened and his face was dead!
Unscathed!
Yes.
After the close range of tank artillery fire, the burly man was unharmed, and the strange runes on the gray-black armor shone like water.
"It's my turn next!"
[Zombie punch! 】
The burly man Stallone pinched his mouth and smiled, as if it was not him who had just suffered the artillery fire, he had raised his right arm and turned into a fist, and threw a punch at the behemoth tank in front of him, only to hear the roar, the heavy tank was like an unbearable toy, and it was directly smashed under the fist, and the parts of various tanks mixed with the flesh and bones of the tank driver flew all over the sky.
"The supernatural king's family, the supernatural player, this is definitely a supernatural player!"
At this moment, the terrorist adjutant Saddam Hussein was 100% sure that the four people in front of him were definitely supernatural players who exchanged for supernatural weapons, and ordinary artillery attacks had no effect on them at all.
Unless they can exhaust the supernatural power contained in the supernatural equipment on their bodies, no matter how much artillery fire, guns and ammunition will have no effect on them at all.
But no one knows how much supernatural power is contained in this supernatural weapon, supernatural object, and supernatural equipment......
But who?
was able to exchange a large number of supernatural weapons, supernatural objects, and supernatural equipment in the supernatural space to these four supernatural players to attack.
Who the hell is it?
"What the hell is going on? It's just four intruders, why haven't they been solved yet, is it really the same as reported, are the intruders supernatural players? ”
When Saddam Hussein, who was nervous and sweating profusely, was thinking about how to deal with the four supernatural players in front of him, a deep voice came from behind General Zai Kai.
"General, it's not good, please get out of here quickly, although the other party is only four people, but it is indeed a supernatural player, our ordinary guns, ammunition and artillery have no effect on him at all, even tanks have no effect, general, you better hurry up and escape from the secret passage, it seems that the other party is prepared, think about our complete extermination!"
Saddam Hussein also knew with his ass that no matter what kind of force it was, since it could be exchanged for a large number of supernatural weapons and equipment for supernatural players to deal with them, and knew that their camp was attacking, it must be a great force!
One shot must be a complete kill!
And the supernatural players who are equipped with supernatural weapons, supernatural objects, and supernatural equipment undoubtedly have a strength far beyond ordinary people in reality, and they are extraordinary existences!
Transcendental!