Chapter 225: One Man's War (7)

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"Everyone gather!"

Inside the ruins filled with flames of war and smoke, the roars of General Kungunir and General Dracula sounded at the same time. Their voices carried unconcealable anxiety and anger, as well as a trace of fear that neither of the two parties had noticed.

Brian Downey is dead.

The captain of the Dawn Secret Service Brigade Brigade, who had been in office for less than twenty-four hours, Not only is it shouldering the task of rebuilding the Dawn Secret Service Brigade Brigade, which is one of the three largest secret service organizations in the United States, And the third Dark Dawn candidate to preside over the Dark Trials in the United States, Seven X-ranked experts had reached X-ranked in terms of strength, speed, instant explosive power, fighting skills, and flexibility. Although his strength evaluation was still SSS +, when fighting, especially in a short period of time, it was not much inferior to a true X-ranked expert.

But now, he's dead.

Death was inexplicable. In a situation where no one had noticed, he died in such a grievous battle. He didn't even have the time to utter a complete sentence before he died. This was not the fate of a super expert at all.

Sizzle Suo Suo's voice rang out in Quincuneil and Dracula's ears. More and more people appeared. Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, twenty...

After that, there was no more.

So far, nearly 80% of America's secret service superpower has been damaged by more than a third.

Quincuneil's entire body was icy cold. It was only now that he truly began to feel fear and regret.

It was not just him, Dracula, but the entire upper echelons of American military and political circles were all regretting it.

The cause of this matter was nothing more than a traitor from the Divine Continent Empire!

If the United States hadn't accepted Jiang Jinhao, the traitor of the Divine Boat Empire, how could there be a top X expert hiding in the Divine Boat Empire to carry out the mission now?

How could there be elites from other countries secretly eyeing him and planning to take advantage of the situation to rob him?

How could more than half of the X-class soldiers die in battle?

Everything was self-inflicted. Without that damn traitor, this war would never have happened!

Run!

He had to leave!

Quincuneil's thoughts became more and more resolute. The inexplicable deaths of several of his team members, including Dracula Downey, completely destroyed his sense of security and made him decide to flee.

Country? Glory? Power?

It might be important, but he wanted to live!

This is the most important thing.

"Peng Peng Peng, Da Da Da, Bang …"

The moment America's super masters were about to gather, Crazy gunshots suddenly rang out behind everyone. The gunshots were intense and drifting. It was clear from the sound that the gunman was clearly shooting at a high speed. Dense pouring bullets intersected in the air. Military grenades exploded in the air. All the energy in the air instantly covered the gathering point of more than twenty people.

Lin Xiaocao, who was covered in American military firearms, rushed out from the corner. All kinds of firearms were left in his hands, and that was to fire!

He pulled the trigger without stopping, trying to completely suppress everyone.

And who was Lin Xiaocao's opponent now?

This group of people had the worst gun control skills at SSS +. This was a true super elite. That was why the moment Lin Xiaocao rushed out, although everyone was busy dodging, they weren't like headless flies. Instead, they subconsciously raised their arms and started shooting at Lin Xiaocao while dodging.

The distance between the two was less than 50 meters. Lin Xiaocao had already rushed halfway in the blink of an eye. He was covered in weapons and threw away the submachine gun in his hand. He took out the last Eye of the Devil from his waist and threw it out without hesitation.

"Pay attention to dodge! It's the Eye of the Devil!"

Quincuneil shouted at the top of his lungs, The Eye of the Abyss is the most representative weapon of the royal family in throwing explosives, It was extremely powerful, Extremely destructive, Now, not only was it the royal family, There were also large-scale secret service systems equipped with the Soviet Union, Britain, France, Germany, Italy, and the Divine Boat Empire. They were also special forces in the eyes of ordinary people. In the black market, assassin organizations or mercenary organizations with strong financial capabilities loved the Eye of the Devil the most. Being able to make so many countries and organizations chase after the Eye of the Devil was enough to prove its power.

"Boom!"

The loud explosion was deafening. Within the range of the explosion, all the broken stone slabs were thrown away. The broken limbs and arms with large amounts of blood rushed out of the flames. All the screams were drowned by the sound of the bomb. Quincuneil, who was running for his life, hurriedly raised his head.

In the blink of an eye, several afterimages merged into one. Lin Xiaocao was already in a hurry, and Ba Lie attacked!

No guns.

It was the most direct and violent melee battle!

His fists, feet, and limbs completely erupted, directly attacking Kungunir's body.

In an instant, Quincuneil felt as if he had been struck by countless huge hammers. He threw a few punches at his opponent's back and kicked him in the abdomen. His entire body flew backwards and smashed into an inclined wall behind him.

"Pu!"

Quincuneil spat out a mouthful of blood. His pale face had almost turned deathly white. His body slowly slid down. The wall behind him was directly knocked out of a blurry human shape by him. The walls were cracked one after another.

Quincuneil's expression was twisted by the intense pain. He barely raised his head and silently saw no trace of the terrifying enemy in front of him.

True comings and goings without a trace, that's all, isn't it?

"How are you doing?"

Dracula rushed to Quincuneil's side and pulled him up, asking.

Quincuneil looked at him, then at his surroundings. After a moment of silence, he raised the corner of his bloodstained mouth and smiled silently. His smile was filled with ridicule and sorrow.

The current General Dracula's face was ashen, His entire body was dirty. There was a big cut on his dignified face with shrapnel. Blood flowed from the wound. There were four or five fewer people following them to kill Lin Xiaocao. Right now, there were only a dozen people gathered together. Everyone no longer seemed to be angry. Everyone had only one expression.

At a loss.

More than half of the superpower in the United States was dumbfounded by a single person in a single day.

Is there anything funnier than that?

It's really time to go. If you don't leave, you'll die.

Kungun laughed silently and bent down.

"Kungu?"

General Dracula frowned and sighed helplessly in his heart. Quincuneil could tell, but how could he not? However, he had no way to retreat at all. How could he retreat after paying such a great price? Entering? Under such circumstances, if the other party made a few more bizarre raids just now, he and Quincuneil would probably become commanders-in-chief.

"I'm fine."

Kungunir stopped laughing and said indifferently, "The other party has his eyes on me."

Dracula was stunned for a moment and looked at Quincuneil without saying a word.

'"He clearly had the chance to kill me just now, but he didn't do it. It's very simple. The other party didn't just want to kill me, he wanted to torture me. Haha, haha, he won't let me die so easily."

Quincuneil laughed loudly.

Dracula frowned and said in a low voice, "What are your plans?"

"Plan?"

Quincuneil suddenly calmed down and said coldly, "I don't have a plan. I want to run. I don't want to die yet."

Everyone knew what it meant to be on the battlefield and say that they wanted to escape.

In particular, the escape of a giant in the US secret service, Quincuneil, had a different meaning. At the very least, it would not be as simple as deserting soldiers.

"You want to betray the country?!"

Dracula's eyebrows suddenly stood up, his entire body surging with murderous aura, ferocious and violent.

"Treason?!"

"This country betrayed us, Cook. Our enemies are still alive, alive, you know?! Even if he dies now and we bring these people back, do you think the government, Congress, and the bunch of people in the federal court will think that we are the heroes of our country? "With so many people dead, even if we win, we will still lose. No one will let us off. I don't want to betray the country, I just want to live!"

"They're all bastards from the government. If they hadn't left behind the traitors of the Divine Continent Empire, there wouldn't have been so many things! What about now? Now we've become sinners, that's not fair! It's not fair to me, I want to live!"

"Enough!"

Dracula was enraged. He grabbed Quinnier's collar and said coldly, "I have never seen an X-class treason in the Dark World. Quinnier, if you do this, you will be a disgrace to the entire United States!"

"The entire United States is a disgrace to me!"

Kungunir pushed Dracula away and said coldly.

Dracula snorted coldly and stared fixedly at Quincuneil. After a while, he sneered, "Do you want to escape?" Kungu, you can't escape. You said earlier that the other party has already targeted you, and the other party has already announced to the world that the person he wants to kill is you. How can you escape? Do you want me to bring someone to cover for you, a traitor? I have always been curious as to why the other party is so persistent in wanting to kill you. However, this is not important. The important thing is that you have no choice. Kungu, regardless of whether you betray the country or not, it will be a matter after the war. Right now, we need to cooperate and continue to fight against the enemy, right? "!"

Quincuneil's expression was uncertain, and his eyes flickered with an unknown thought.

For some reason, He didn't choose to report everything about the puppet master to the U.S. Government. Instead, he hid the beautiful white-robed man. When Lin Xiaocao announced to the world on CBS that he wanted to kill him, he still didn't say anything. However, all of this clearly wasn't important. What was important was how he could escape Lin Xiaocao's pursuit.

As long as he escaped, he could change his name and continue to live in the Dark World. He was an X-class expert in the Killer World and the Mercenary World. Even if he hid his strength and became a top SSS + expert, he would still have endless wealth and glory in the Dark World.

Under the extreme suppression and desire to survive, Quincuneil suddenly felt that the lives he had not been used to before had also become colorful, so colorful that he had the urge to enjoy them immediately.

"Alright, let's cooperate!"

Quincuneil said coldly, stretching out his hand.

Dracula clapped her hands with a cold expression, but her eyes were somewhat gloomy.

From now on, they will no longer be comrades fighting side by side, but partners and even enemies.

In the United States, there was only one person left in the X-class.

He slowly withdrew his hand and turned on the walkie-talkie beside his ear. He changed the channel and said stiffly, "This is the CBS ruins. I am Judge Dracula Cook. We have encountered difficulties and need backup. In the absence of ordinary people near the ruins, Dark Dawn requests the US government to consider using weapons of mass destruction!"

He took a deep breath and looked at everyone nearby. "Everyone, stand guard and wait for reinforcements. As long as our people gather together, the other party will definitely not dare to come over," he said in a deep voice.

Healing potion.

Fire Potion.

Destiny Potion.

Endurance Potion.

Trace number three potion.

Black smoke rose from the corner of the battlefield, Deep in the corner, Lin Xiaocao, whose face was deathly pale and without the slightest trace of blood, used the red face in his hand to cut open his arm. He dug out the two bullets that had been shot into his arm and shoulder with a knife. Then, he pinched open five consecutive types of imperial gene potions. He took them internally and externally, orderly cleaning up the wounds on his body and recovering his strength.

Throughout the entire process, Lin Xiaocao was like an iron man who could not feel any pain. Although his face was pale, his expression did not change at all. Instead, the light in his eyes became more and more firm.

Kathleen Jones' voice, codenamed Angel, was completely silent on the headphones beside her ear.

But his quarrels with Dracula, Dracula's pleas for help from the U.S. Government, and his final orders to everyone to defend their positions-that he didn't dare to take the initiative-all reached his ears.

The corner of Lin Xiaocao's mouth twitched, his smile a little mocking.

The moment Catherine Jones relinquished control of base two, While all the hackers in the United States were staring at Base Two, she had already quietly intruded into the secret communication network of the United States. It was a very small piece of software that could not issue fake orders and could only be used for monitoring. However, even so, Dracula's current actions could be said to be under Lin Xiaocao's control.

He slowly leaned against the wall behind him, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

The effects of the gene potion began to explode. He was using auxiliary gene potions. His combat strength would not suddenly increase, but it also meant that he would not have any weakness.

That's enough.

Time slowly passed.

Lin Xiaocao's wound had completely stopped bleeding.

After all the strength in his body had been drained, the feeling of extreme weakness and danger that seemed to be unable to move a single finger slowly dissipated.

Although Lin Xiaocao's face was still pale, it looked better than before.

Without anyone noticing, he killed several super experts, including Brian Downey.

Even if Lin Xiaocao was a war god, it was impossible for him to complete it under normal conditions.

To deal with Bryan Downey, he naturally used the trick that he had created, the power of which had already vaguely broken through its limits.

When dealing with other people, Lin Xiaocao also used the ultimate technique of the peak Xuanyuan bloodline.

Xuanyuan bloodline, Night Walking Technique!

This was an assassination technique belonging to the Xuanyuan Clan.

A cigarette slowly burned out.

Lin Xiaocao took a last breath and slowly stood up against the wall. He turned around and walked out of the corner.