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511 Out of Control

In the base, the alarm sounded loudly.

The entire base caused a sensation in an instant.

There are many types of alarm sounds, representing different levels of threat. The lowest level is e-level, the most common, the most common alarm, and then the D-level. It is not a lot of people to see, and it can only be seen once every few months.

Then there is level C, this is already a very advanced threat.

Next, there is a Class B, a very serious threat. Once it appears, it needs to be reported to the Ministry of National Defense and dispatched troops.

Finally, there is another level A, that is the highest level, which represents a fatal threat, which will pose a great threat to national security and must be reported to the President of the United States.

Of course, in the rumors, there seems to be a higher level above the A level, but that is just a rumor and no one can confirm it.

Now, the alarm sounded at the base is level B, which represents a very serious threat.

"Hurry and hurry!"

In the base building, a team of soldiers rushed out, rushed to the airport, and boarded a transport plane.

One by one, the men wearing black robes, holding wooden sticks, and looking graceful, walked out and boarded the transport plane.

Military aircraft took off one by one, rushed into the sky, and flew to City L.

Near City L, an ordinary military base also became busy. Soldiers gathered, and the black eagle took off and rushed to City L.

In City 1, an alarm sounded.

On TV, there are urgent news broadcasts.

There were police cars everywhere, and the situation was in chaos.

"Hey! What happened?"

"Damn it! Do you think I look like I know? I heard it was a terrorist attack, and I don't understand what kind of bombs came. Anyway, it looks very powerful."

Such conversations occur on the streets everywhere.

Listening to the noise coming from all around, Tang Hao sat there with a look of depression.

"As for it!"

He muttered.

"Forget it, let's have coffee!" He drank the coffee in the cup in one go, walked into the store, made another cup, and continued to drink it calmly.

Soon, it was late at dusk.

Wow!

Accompanied by the roaring propellers, armed helicopters rushed from the other end of the city, full of momentum.

"Damn!"

Tang Hao looked up and rolled his eyes.

This situation seemed a bit out of control. He wanted to make trouble and give the x department a little more powerful look, but this attitude was like a war.

Forget it, if you lose control, you will lose control. Anyway, he is not afraid!

Then, swish, armed drones, like eagles, rushed towards them, and several of them flew over Tang Hao's head.

Tang Hao looked at it, lowered his head and continued to drink coffee.

At this time, a convoy arrived at the other end of the city, like a long dragon, and stopped ten blocks away.

Here, civilians had long been evacuated and a simple command center was set up.

As soon as the car door opened, officers came down in front, with an x ​​sign on the erectile selves, and men in black robes came down in the middle.

Finally, there are teams of fully armed special forces soldiers.

"How is the situation?"

The commander walked forward and asked in a deep voice.

In the command center, those people looked a little strange.

"What the hell is wrong?" the commander was stunned.

"Sir, please see it yourself!" They pointed to a computer screen.

The commander led his men forward and looked closely and was stunned.

Then, his eyes glared and almost burst into anger.

Damn!

The man in the picture was actually sitting on the street, drinking coffee leisurely, and from time to time, he waved his hand at the drone patrolling in the sky.

How arrogant this is to do this!

The commander's body shook, his face turned red, and he held back, and then he didn't spew out any old blood.

And the people behind him also had similar expressions, their faces flushed and their eyes were blistering.

"This is simply too much!"

The commander gritted his teeth, "Have you figured it out, who is it?"

"This... hasn't been figured out yet!" an officer hesitated.

"What? Are you an idiot? After so long, you haven't even confirmed your identity! What's your purpose with a head!" The commander roared angrily.

The officer said a little aggrievedly: "This... I really can't confirm it. Sir, please see..."

As he said that, he asked someone to pull the picture closer, but the face in the picture was a bit blurry and could not be seen clearly.

"What's going on?" the commander said.

"I don't know either! In this way, it's impossible to confirm. The only thing that can be confirmed now is that this person is Asian, not old, at most in his twenties."

"Twenty?"

The commander whispered, a little unbelievable.

Can a boy in his twenties have the ability to kill nineteen of his men?

What a joke!

Then, his face darkened, "Asian? Damn, who is from?"

"General, what should I do now?" someone asked behind me.

"What should I do? Blast him to death! He killed so many of us and was so arrogant. Do you still have to keep him alive?" the commander roared.

"Drone of the drones and helicopters, I'll send a wave of volleys and blow him to death!"

"Abide by the order!"

Soon, the black hawks in the sky and those drones all surrounded the other side, trying to launch a strike.

Just then, someone shouted, "He moved!"

Everyone looked at it together and saw that the young man stood up in the picture. Suddenly, his hands were like magic, and he had an extra handful of rpg and carried it on his shoulders.

Then, with a whoosh, the rocket blasted out.

"Report! Report! Blackhawk III was shot..."

The driver's panic shouting came through the contact system.

Then, a rumbling sound came from not far away.

The command center was dead silent.

Everyone stood there, staring at the screen in front of them in a daze.

On the screen, the young man kept firing rockets, and after firing, he threw them one by one, and his hands seemed to be magical, and rpgs appeared.

Those helicopters and drones fell down like dumplings.

"Oh my God! Am I dreaming?"

Someone murmured.

As he said that, he slapped himself.

Ouch, and he immediately realized that this was not a dream.

This is all true!

But... how is this possible! Where did these weapons come from?

He grabbed his head and was almost crazy.

boom!

The last drone crashed and a fire broke out.

There was still a dead silence in the command center.

Even those Western wizards were dull.

Have they seen such a scene?

After a while, the commander came to his senses and was so angry that he shivered all over.

Shame! A great shame!

No matter who this guy is, if you dare to provoke him or America, you will be dead!
Chapter completed!
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