The power of the small yellow ball erupting was extremely great, and I saw that the sharp and thin silver needles instantly penetrated the bodies of those Indian powerhouses like a torrential rain. The powerful kinetic energy carried by the silver needle and the radiant flame containing extremely high temperatures made those Indian powerhouses feel as if they had been hit by cannonballs, and their bodies exploded, and then they turned into charcoal in mid-air and scattered to the ground.

The speed at which the yellow ball sprayed the silver needle was also extremely fast, although some Indian powerhouses relied on their strong bodies or abilities to block the first wave of silver needle shots, but the second and third waves of attacks that followed mercilessly broke their defenses and completely tore their bodies apart. Soon, when the yellow ball was gradually shrinking and almost annihilated, there were less than five hundred Indian powerhouses present.

"What a terrifying power!"

Looking at the Indian powerhouse who had been reduced to pieces under the silver needle, Zhou Yulong's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face. Although most of these Indian powerhouses have only started two or three evolutions, evolution is evolution, and they also have the combat power to fight against high-level zombies. But he never thought that this seemingly ordinary yellow ball would have such terrifying power, and in less than three minutes, it would almost annihilate all of these Indian powerhouses!

"It turns out that my thirty percent power burst out in an instant, and I have such a powerful destructive power..."

Looking at the yellow balls that were getting slower and slower and eventually disappearing completely, as well as those Indian powerhouses who were lucky enough to survive, but their bodies were covered with scars and their physical strength was exhausted, Zhou Yulong's eyes instantly flashed a trace of essence. He knew that his thirty percent power was very strong, but he didn't know that this thirty percent power would burst out in an instant and have such terrifying power. It's like a person, he may be able to run dozens of kilometers when he exhausts all his physical strength, but he can't run this distance in one breath. That's the biggest difference between a continuous output and an instantaneous burst!

"You demon... You killed them all! ”

Looking at Zhou Yulong, who was looking at the sky a little distracted, an Indian powerhouse whose right arm was torn by a silver needle looked at Zhou Yulong, and said tremblingly: "Two thousand lives!" You can kill them all without blinking, you are still not human, and there is no humanity? ”

"Humanity? Well said! ”

Hearing the words of this Indian powerhouse, Zhou Yulong smiled faintly, moved his gaze to these Indian powerhouses, and said word by word: "I only want to ask you, where was your humanity when you slaughtered the village?" Humanity is for people, and since you are a bunch of beasts with no humanity, why should I kill you?! ”

"Are you really going to kill them all?"

Looking at Zhou Yulong's indifferent face, a strong chill flashed in the heart of the Indian powerhouse with a broken arm, and then he looked at Zhou Yulong with a nervous face, and said with chattering teeth: "As long as you let us go, we can immediately order those soldiers to stop resisting." Otherwise, even if you annihilate us all, you will suffer a lot of damage yourself! Don't forget, your goal is the dungeon of Atlantis! ”

"You seem to be right..."

Hearing the words of the man with the broken arm, Zhou Yulong smiled slightly, moved his gaze to the sky, and said word by word, but full of cold and murderous intent: "But I have always believed in a truth, that is, if you fight a snake, you must kill it, and you must not leave the enemy a chance to turn over." You Indians are too rampant and cunning, and I am disturbed to let you go. ”

"Aren't you afraid of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred?!"

Feeling the cold killing intent coming from Zhou Yulong's body, this strong man with a broken arm clenched the long knife in the remaining arm, looked at Zhou Yulong, and said with a look of determination on his face: "20,000 soldiers, even if you can't kill you, it's enough to kill your Chinese soldiers!" ”

"Who said that? I don't think so! ”

Looking at the man with a broken arm with a decisive look on his face, the arc of the corner of Zhou Yulong's mouth became more obvious, and then he looked at a certain place in the sky, and said lightly: "Twenty thousand soldiers, in front of my troops, are just chickens and dogs!" ”

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

As soon as the words fell, one after another army-green military transport planes flashed from the low altitude at a very fast speed, emitting a terrifying whistling sound. Then, white parachute flowers appeared in the sky. In the bright moonlight, you can faintly see that under the white parachute, a giant with a strong body and a black robe wrapped in a black robe is falling to the ground at a very fast speed.

Dragon's Tooth Squad Biochemical Special Forces, Tracker Teams, Arrival!

"Attack! Attack! ”

Looking at the black-robed giants who fell down, the Indian soldiers who were fighting back under the pursuit of the Fifth Unit and the Dragon Group coalition raised their weapons and aimed at those live targets in the sky. Suddenly, with the roar of fierce guns, countless bullets and shells were like torrential rain, overwhelmingly shooting towards the black-robed giants who were falling in the sky.

"Zo Zi Zi - Da Da!"

"Zo Zi Zi - Da Da!"

"Zo Zi Zi - Da Da!"

Just as the shells and bullets were about to hit the black-robed giants, the sizzle of high-voltage electric currents and the dense and heavy gunfire rang out almost simultaneously. And the black robes on those black-robed giants also suddenly tore, revealing the blackened eight-barreled rotating heavy machine gun underneath. Then, I saw huge brass bullets shoot out of the eight barrels of the heavy cannon at a rapid speed, setting off a wild metal storm in the air. In the face of such a dense and violent attack, the shells and bullets fired by those Indian soldiers were intercepted and exploded in mid-air, and the remaining metal storm swept directly into the Indian coalition forces, causing extremely tragic casualties in an instant.

The modified eight-barreled Gatling has a rate of fire of 20,000 rounds per minute, and its specially modified armor-piercing warhead is enough to tear through the armor of any heavy tank in the world. When the bullets hit the Indians, it was as if they had been struck by a train running at full speed, and they were blown apart as they flew away, turning them into massive pieces of stump flesh and splattering their bones in all directions. In just a few seconds when these trackers descended from mid-air to the ground, thousands of Indian soldiers were torn to pieces by the eight-tube Gatling bullets.

"Death!"

"Death!"

"Death!"

With a low roar like a hellish roar, these terrifying biological weapons that had been improved and upgraded to [Tracker II] directly tore the parachute on their backs with their claws, and then opened fire with all their might, facing the rain of bullets from those Indian soldiers, and began to stride towards the center of the Indian coalition army. In front of these monsters, who possessed nearly one-third of the combat power of the Karammon, the bullets of the weapons in the hands of those Indian soldiers could not penetrate their skin at all, and the only anti-tank gun that posed a slight threat to them was also torn apart by the terrifying metal storm halfway through.

Contrary to the intact nature of the Tracker II, the fragile flesh of these Indian soldiers was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper in the face of the metal storm of giant armor-piercing bullets, and every second, hundreds of Indian soldiers were torn to shreds by armor-piercing bullets specially designed to deal with heavy combat vehicles. Ten seconds, just ten seconds, these Indian coalition forces were half annihilated, but the troops of [Tracker II] were not damaged at all, and still strode forward.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

But just when these Indian soldiers were about to despair, an accident happened. Since the bullets used in the eight-barreled Gatling are specially made armor-piercing bullets, the caliber is extremely large. Therefore, the ammunition in the back magazines of these [Tracker II] is not too much, and under the full force of fire, in less than half a minute, the bullets in their magazines are emptied, and there is a click and empty boring sound in the barrel.

"Hahaha, brothers, they're out of bullets, kill them!"

Seeing this scene, the morale of those Indian soldiers skyrocketed instantly, and the other party ran out of bullets, but they still had more than 10,000 soldiers. They didn't believe that the hundreds of monsters without bullets on the other side would be the opponent of their tens of thousands of professional soldiers! Thinking of this, those Indian soldiers raised their weapons one after another and aimed at those [Tracker II] combat weapons, and then slammed the trigger in their hands.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

With the roar of cannon ejection and the sound of bullets tearing through the air, a large number of anti-tank missiles and armor-piercing shells designed to deal with thick-armored targets came out of their chambers and fired at extremely fast speed towards those [Tracker II] combat weapons.

However, the next performance of those [Tracker Type II] made everyone present startled and widened their eyes.

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