Level 1 martial law, the highest level of martial law in the Angel of Death, is the first time most people living in the Angel of Death have seen it in their lives.
Troops were stationed at all the main street intersections in the inner city and the outer city, and the originally dark streets had long been illuminated by strong light.
On the streets, rooftops, walls, and rooftops, there are figures of reformers hurriedly passing by everywhere.
Various weapons were distributed to the soldiers, and everyone's communication equipment was fully open.
Although there is only one person that the soldiers really need to arrest, in fact, they also need to be wary of soldiers from hostile forces.
The sounds of gunfire and killings rang out from time to time in the streets of the inner and outer cities, coming from small-scale clashes between fighters from the two sides.
This kind of conflict will be predicated on strict restraint, because everyone knows that before they can launch a real battle, they first need to find a common goal at the moment.
"He's here."
A soldier's voice came out, and then countless black figures quickly rushed over.
But when others arrived, except for several corpses that had begun to become cold, the target had long since disappeared.
So the soldiers who arrived quickly dispersed around.
The current situation was commonplace for them.
After all, such things had happened several times.
There was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and the streets were all illuminated by strong light.
The tense and depressing atmosphere even made the night wind stop, and a black shadow melted into the small shadow.
Fan doesn't know if he can escape, but he will fight for this until the last moment of his life.
He no longer knows what kind of emotions he should use to face the organization.
Those once familiar faces disappeared one after another, dying in the hands of the enemy and the organization.
But now, it is finally Brahman's turn.
Hate?
Maybe it's not hate, it's more appropriate to call it disappointment.
If he had been in the generals' shoes, perhaps he would have given the same order, he asked himself.
But this does not mean that Brahma will forgive them.
If I can really escape this time, will I come back again one day?
Fan asked himself.
But almost instantly, he answered.
Yes, and definitely not for himself, for Art, for Raf, and for all the people who died under the conspiracy.
But the premise of all this is that he can really leave the Angel of Death.
The griffon stabbed deeply into the back of a soldier's head.
Van pushed his body to block the ammunition, then pulled a grenade ring around the body's waist and threw the body out heavily.
One grenade ignited a series of explosions from other grenades, and with the light of the explosion, Fan reaped several lives in the blink of an eye.
In the empty square streets, he had nowhere to escape, so he could only work hard Enemies coming from all directions were finally about to surround him, but Fan didn't slow down at all and rushed straight out like a sharp arrow.
"Capture alive" all the generals issued orders almost at the same time.
They didn't want to be captured with just a corpse.
"Boom" They collided with each other, making a dull sound.
An unfortunate low-level Cyborg warrior broke a thick street tree, spitting out blood and fell to the ground again.
"Violent" The griffin's blood-red beam cut through the dark night, bringing a touch of cruelty to the cold night.
"Overclocking" someone yelled, but before he could finish his words, several warriors with their throats cut off had already fallen to the ground.
"Leave me alone" A senior reformer finally appeared opposite Fan.
The bright green lightsaber sword light quickly pierced a dazzling light curtain.
The sword curtain almost completely occupied the field of vision, blocking all ways forward.
But unfortunately, he met Brahman.
Quanzhi's two sad red sword shadows plunged into the bright green sword curtain.
The first sword penetrated the illusory sword curtain and accurately touched the tip of the lightsaber body.
The next sword followed the tiger lizard's bright green sword body and pierced the enemy's sword-holding hand.
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Fan took half a step forward with lightning-like suddenness, and deep cracks appeared on the hard ground under the load.
Violent One sword to decapitate, half a step to kill The pumped red blood covered Fan's cheeks.
A high-level death angel was deprived of life in the blink of an eye, no different from the death of an ordinary soldier.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Fan roared, holding the trophy he had just obtained in his right hand, and fought a bloody path almost brutally.
The stumps and internal organs along the way were soaked in the blood of the streets, which brought uncontrollable fear to the rounders.
At this moment, they finally understood clearly what extreme danger meant.
Fan's right hand waved the captured tiger lizard, and his left hand harvested lives like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
"Dong dong dong dong" The lightning-like half-step forward was like the dance of death.
The deadly and shocking gastrocnemius muscles undulated rhythmically, stably providing powerful force for the advance and leaving a mess on the ground.
The number of people who died at Fan's hands is close to three figures, and there are even two high-level reformers.
But more enemies came after hearing the news, and the dark crowd blocked the streets.
A shadow suddenly shot out from the crowd.
"Roar" Fan quickly stabbed the sudden black shadow with his backhand sword. bite However, the tiger lizard's sword broke immediately and crashed into the houses along the street along with Fan's body.
"Violent" The griffin stabbed the big hand that was grasping him like a poisonous snake.
But this big hand just waved gently, bypassing the griffin's thrust, and tightly clasped Fan's throat.
The shrill scream of "violent" sent chills down the spine.
When the griffon's dozens of stabs were all combined into one, the powerful hand finally retreated.
"You are looking for death" the black shadow roared loudly, a clear wound on the back of his hand was trickling with red blood.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he was injured.
He had never been injured or shed a drop of blood since he became an eight-winged angel of death.
But today, not only was he injured, he was also injured.
Beneath a tiny five-winged angel of death How can this prevent him from becoming angry from shame?
Click The giant hand grasped Fan's throat again, but this time, he used almost all his strength.
The terrifying power entered Fan's body along the giant hand's arm, and an irregular shaking instantly disintegrated all of Fan's strength.
He was like a puddle of mud, and all resistance was instantly shattered.
"Yang Feng, you broke our rules" an angry roar came from the huge loudspeaker.
"The rules are in my jurisdiction, and what I do is the rules."
Yang Feng held Fan's throat tightly, and the powerful force completely suppressed all Fan's abilities.
The A-level ability suppression from the power system up to level 8 was originally designed to crush low-level transformers.
Faced with the huge gap in level and strength, Fan finally had no choice but to lose resistance.
"Yang Feng, since you don't follow the rules, don't blame us," Yang Jie roared angrily.
Then countless heavy weapons began to pour out terrifying tongues of fire without any scruples or mercy.
The crazy flames instantly flooded the entire neighborhood.
Yang Feng quickly injected a powerful anesthetic into Fan's body, and then threw Fan out hard.
"Mandala, take him back to the base, everyone else, follow me and protect them."
As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, he was completely overwhelmed by the terrifying wave of fire.
Mandala leaped up and took over Fan's body.
After landing, he got into the chariot.
The engine made an ear-splitting roar, broke through the black crowd, and flew out quickly, crushing countless bodies. .
But at the same time, more people rushed forward, including their own people and of course enemies.
The chariots rampaged through the winding streets, leaving corpses and dark vehicle marks everywhere.
The Mandala seemed to be unable to brake at all.
It kicked the accelerator firmly to the end and never let go at all along the way.
Many of the street trees and houses on both sides of the street were destroyed.
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Under this crazy acceleration, the chariot soon left most of the people behind.
The jurisdictional base was in sight, so Mandala issued an order, "I have arrived safely, others will immediately go to assist Mr.
Yang Feng."
Seeing Mandala rushing into the base, the soldiers who were still following the car immediately changed their direction and quickly rushed back to the battlefield.
But after everyone left, the roaring engine still did not stop, and it continued to accelerate unscrupulously until it passed through the entire base.
"Boom" The chariot smashed through the gate on the other side of the base and rushed out savagely under the stunned gaze of the guards.
Mandala took out a syringe from his plump chest, and then inserted it into Fan's neck without looking.
No one knew what she was going to do, but the gate to the outer city quickly appeared in front of them: