What Wang Zheng now has is not just a federal team.

All resources from all regions around the world are allowed to be mobilized by Wang Zheng.

How exaggerated will the effect of gathering global human resources? Almost after Wang Zheng’s order was issued, not only the US area, but also the satellite power of the other five areas was concentrated here.

As for the US, hundreds of fighter jets joining the entire area of ​​California near Los Angeles, a carpet-style search will be carried out. As long as the harvester is still there, he will definitely not be able to escape.

Mobilizing global power, as long as you think about it, it will make you excited.

At this moment, no one hides his own privately.

The existence of the Devouring Clan is like a natural enemy of human beings. If there is still selfishness, how far will it be from the extinction of human beings? It seems to be alarmist, but the nature of the Devouring Clan will be kind to their prey?

Wilson had long expected that the Reapers would escape, and the fighter planes that had been prepared had arrived in Los Angeles more than ten minutes after the Reapers left.

With Los Angeles as the center, hundreds of fighter jets were scattered towards all sides.

The tragic situation in Los Angeles made these pilots full of anger and were full of anger, just trying to find the harvesters and others.

"Call Blue Eagle, and go to confirm at 4 o'clock in the southeast."

"Blue Eagle received."

A small fighter jet flew quickly and flew towards the direction of 4 o'clock. Its speed was very fast and he could only see a small black dot in an instant.

How many hundreds of fighter jets will be? The carrier of an aircraft carrier is only dozens, and hundreds of fighter jets are equivalent to the strength of ten aircraft carriers, which is not bad.

For more than ten minutes, the Devouring Clan and their movements under the jungle will definitely not be too fast.

The person in charge of each district stood in front of the screen, anxiously waiting for the result.

The members of the Federal Team had already withdrawn in the sky fighter planes and stayed quietly. The huge sky fighter planes were suspended above Los Angeles City, and the engine was turned on, like a sharp sword waiting to be unsheathed.

…………

The jungle is three hundred kilometers away from Los Angeles.

Hundreds of harvesters are flying silently among the jungle, and the tall trees not only allow them to move freely, but also cover their whereabouts.

But no matter how free you are here, it will be a drag on speed.

Not long after, some whizzing fighter jets began to appear in the sky, which made Kimmiller angry. Why did the dignified Reaper escape? In the face of absolute strength, he could completely crush these humans.

Also narrowed his eyes and looked up at the whizzing fighter plane.

"Mr. Also..."

Unable to help, Kimmiller shouted.

Arsole chuckled and said, "Are you wondering why I did this?"

The numerous harvesters all raised their ears.

Also said: "It's actually very simple. I don't want our hunting to be so monotonous. It's very simple to destroy the earth, but this way I lose the fun of hunting and become boring. I'm having fun, creating panic, and making prey tremble in front of us. Don't you think this is a very wonderful thing?"

Kimmiller resisted the urge to curse. He had always thought that Also had some strategy.

But now it seems that everything is caused by this so-called aristocratic sentiment.

Kimmiller took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and that was what he said: "Mr. Arsole, it seems that you don't pay enough attention to the humans on Earth. Their terror will have variables every minute and every second. If you delay, you will only ruin yourself."

"Mr. Also, put away your aristocratic idiots. This is prey. It's not that you die for a long time. I can't have a trace of luck. The core of the devouring clan is to use the power of thunder to sweep the opponent. Brutality is to use our cruelty."

As he said that, Kimmiller couldn't help but curse a few words, "Damn it."

Arsole's face changed drastically and he said sharply: "Kimiller, you are just a lowly reaper. How dare you speak to a noble like this?"

Kimmiller sneered: "Stop using this set to suppress me, don't forget, this is a hunting ground. If you die, who will know the reason?"

Hundreds of harvesters, dozens of them surrounded Also.

Judging from their appearance, you can do it directly with just one order from Kimmiller.

In an instant, Also's face turned pale: "Kimiller, you're looking for death." His hand moved, and the staff was already flashing with runes, and it was plated on the staff like a dragon.

Kimmiller looked serious: "Sir Arsole, again, this is a hunting ground, not a place for you to play."

Also's staff had runes flashing, but these dozens of reapers had entered a state of ossification. They were originally covered in scale armor, but now they even had a layer of ferocious bone armor.

The masters are powerful, but the harvesters are surrounded by them. When they start to take action, Also must be the one who suffers losses.

"Mr. Arthol, if you take this hunting ground, you will still be six and four. You will be promoted to the level of aristocrat. I am leaving my current low status. If you don't want to win-win things, I won't blame me for being rude." Kimmiller stared at Arthol coldly.

The Earth Hunting Ground is a path to promotion and no one is allowed to destroy it.

Killing Also is at worst a bit more difficult to harvest, but it is not impossible to leave it.

Also's face was unstable, but he gradually put away the rune power on the staff. It hummed and said, "Kimiller, what you have committed next, go back to the Devouring Star Realm and then calculate with you."

"Mr. Arsol, when you return to the Devouring Star Realm, I will let you deal with it." Kimmiller said in a low voice.

Kimmiller stood up slowly, about two meters and five meters tall, but he looked very small in front of the towering trees in the jungle. Kimmiller's tail rose up, twitched in the air, and made a "trumpet" sound.

"Don't humans want to find us? I'll just wait for them to come, and I can catch them all in one go." Kimmiller used not a profound strategy.

Having absolute power, you still need to hide from Tibet?

With a wave of his hand, Kimmiller took the lead in continuing to rush out of the woods.

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After ten minutes.

A fighter jet passing through the low altitude of the jungle, the pilot on it stared at the ground and asked the fighter jet to pull the fuselage up from time to time. At the same time, you also need to be alert to possible flying beasts or harvesters.

From the moment he was sent out, every pilot was ready for sacrifice.

This is the harvester, who can guarantee that he can survive in their hands?

Even if you discover the Reaper, you will not be able to claim this credit. The moment you discover the Reaper, will you not be torn to pieces by the Reaper?

Since we are responsible for reconnaissance to find the harvester, the flight speed will naturally not be too fast.

The fighter plane flew in the low altitude, and every moment it made people feel frightened, afraid that a flying beast would suddenly appear. At low altitude, the speed would not be fast, and the fighter plane could be said to have given up half of its advantage.

"Call for fighter jet No. 021, please answer when you receive it!"

"Fighter No. 021 was received, and Fighter No. 021 was received."

"Report your situation."

In fact, all of the hundreds of fighter jets have entered the state of communication being turned on. They communicate one-to-one with the command center, which can ensure that any movement will be discovered in time.

Like now, even if the communication state is always turned on, it still requires regular reporting.

The pilot stared at the bottom and subconsciously said, "Everything is OK."

"Fighter No. 021, be careful!"

When this comes, the communication will end.

But……

The next second, the pilot suddenly opened his eyes wide because he saw a relatively empty place in the woods below. When his eyes swept through, he happened to see several harvesters passing through this empty place, exposed to him without any obstruction.

"ah……"

With a scream, the pilot's voice was rushing: "Reaper, I found the Reaper."

Under instant communication, the pilot's changes were immediately captured.

"Fighter No. 021, report your location immediately and pay attention to safety."

Soon, the entire command center became excited.

The location of the fighter is easy to confirm. In the virtual screen of the command center, the electronic world map appears. In the location of California, there is a red flashing point, representing the location of the fighter.

The real-time sharing of data constantly refreshes the location of the fighter, but in the world map, it is as if it is not moving at all.

After the map is enlarged, the exact location is presented.

A few seconds later, the coordinates were sent to Wang Zheng's hands.

Wang Zheng looked at this coordinate and raised his eyebrows. In his opinion, the Reaper really wanted to hide his whereabouts. It was unlikely that he would find it. But now, he found the Reaper's whereabouts.

It’s still the same question. Hundreds of reapers and those with elusive magic are there. If you chase them, should you die or snipe them?

Based on my own analysis, the combat effectiveness between them is still huge, and it is not even on the same level.

Wang Zheng's brain was running rapidly.

Without Wang Zheng's order, the sky fighter still hovered and did not move.

More than a minute later, Wilson's angry voice came from the warrior terminal: "President, the position has been sent, why hasn't it moved? Every minute, it may be escaped by the other party. What are you still hesitating about?"

Wilson's voice was more like a questioning.

Indeed, the Reapers destroyed the city of Los Angeles, and millions of warriors were cruelly harvested with bone patterns. How could Wilson not count this account?

In Wilson's mind, Wang Zheng is the only person on earth who has killed the Reapers. With his leadership, he can hunt the Reapers. Now, he finally has the traces of the Reapers and theirs, and let them escape. Who will be the next destroyed city?

Faced with Wilson's questioning, Wang Zheng smiled bitterly.

As the president of the parliament, Wang Zheng knew that he had to make a gesture.

Ignoring Wilson roaring, Wang Zheng said calmly: "Du Fei, set off and chase according to the coordinates they gave."

Du Fei and other crew members who had been preparing for a long time soon made the sky fighter suddenly accelerate.

Wang Zheng had a serious face. He always had a bad premonition, and raised the warrior terminal on his wrist: "Everyone in the Federal Team is ready."

More than 300 kilometers, with the performance of the sky fighter, it only takes ten minutes.
Chapter completed!