"The Warriors' Special Forces are really cunning and cautious."

Facing the words of z11, Wang Xueshan drove the car with no expression on his face.

z16 showed a chuckling, but her extremely white teeth: "No matter how cunning the prey is, it cannot escape the hunter's palm." She played with a flying knife. Under her dark skin, the alloy flying knife shone brightly, and she played with it as a butterfly interspersed among the flowers.

The arrival of Wang Xueshan and the others will never be known by a third party. The reason why they lost the air was mainly because of the caution of this special forces.

In Wang Xueshan's imagination, the special forces of various countries all have their own arrogance. This kind of prudence and subtlety must be because of the pressure above them, and it also presents the importance of this metal ball, which is the first to transport the metal ball back to the United States.

Facing an opponent like this will be much more difficult than imagined.

Two business cars drove fast on the road, leaping over one after another, and even some curves did not reduce the speed.

In the exchange of fire just now, this warrior special forces must have obtained news, so there is less time left for Wang Xueshan and the others. Through Zeus, Wang Xueshan can know that they are about to enter the airport.

Lima's international airport has a garrison force. Wang Xueshan does not think that he has five people and can challenge this Peruvian elite garrison force with 3,000 people.

...

"Call the mother eagle, call the mother eagle."

On a truck convoy, a cold middle-aged man was calling with his own communicator. The news he had just received was solved by someone within three minutes. As a soldier of the Warriors' Special Forces, each of them was the elite among the elite, but the twenty-three soldiers and two Warriors' individual systems all died within three minutes. He had predicted how powerful this force was.

This convoy of five trucks has a Warrior individual system in the first truck compartment.

But as a captain of the Warriors Special Forces, Taylor believes that it is not safe, and the five Warriors individual systems cannot make him feel safe. The command of the military headquarters is very simple, and it is necessary to escort this metal ball back to the United States at all costs.

Since I felt that it was not safe, the call had been waiting for a long time, and the escort squadron composed of five F-22s became inevitable.

"Female Eagle received."

The Mother Eagle is the code name of this escort squadron, which is intended to protect.

"I have applied for authorization from the Military Department and have obtained the right to fly briefly over Peru. Now you have arrived at Marley International Airport to implement tactical support."

"The mother eagle understands and arrives in five minutes!"

Five fighter jets, which were looming over the Peruvian seas, suddenly emerged from the clouds after confirming their orders and having a brief airspace flight, formed into a triangle, and rushed towards Lima, Peru, in the air.

Although Peru's air defense forces and air force discovered these five US F-22 Raptor fighters, they had long been ordered to let them whistle by their own airspace.

An olive branch from the US military made the Peruvian military willingly allow other countries to gallop on the airspace of their own countries.

Shortly after Taylor interrupted communication, he found two black Mercedes-Benz business cars quickly approaching from the rearview mirror. From the rearview mirror, he saw the sunroof of one of them open, and a black woman came out, and then a missile launcher appeared.

"mark……"

Taylor's eyes contracted and he screamed.

On the last truck, with Taylor's roar, the steel carriage door was knocked away with a "bang". The steel carriage that was hit in the air roared backwards, and a combat weapon that looked like a mecha but was different, appeared. It was the Warriors' individual system.

In the first moment, this Warrior individual system jumped out of the guild and fell onto the road.

The leap at high speed caused this Warrior individual system to roll several times on the hard cement pavement of the highway. With each rolling, the ribs of the hand hit the road and splashed clusters of cement slag.

The "short corsage" almost plunged into the car when the other party jumped out of the car, tearing the speeding truck to pieces and turning it into a rolling burning flame.

The two soldiers on the truck were surrounded and swallowed by the flames before they even completed their escape.

“**!”

z16 cursed fiercely, threw away the transmitter, and indented the man into the business car.

The rolling Warriors' individual soldier system suddenly half-kneeled, locking the two speeding commercial vehicles, then opened their shoulders, and launched four micro missiles at a time, rushing towards the locked target.

Z7 held the machine gun, replaced the position of the z16 just now, and shot the four missiles that were flying towards the ground.

The beauty scorpion's hand ribs shattered the glass of the car window, and half of her body was poked out. She held the 92-type hand without shaking. Her eyes flashed with a strange light. She endured the severe pain caused by the super high load of the biochip. At the moment she calculated the track of the missile, she suddenly pulled the plate machine.

"Boom..."

Four rushing missiles were hit in front of the business vehicle, and four balls of fire exploded one after another, flying through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

"Mark, hold them for at least three minutes." Taylor gave the order.

Mark was the user of this single-soldier system. A trace of determination appeared on his nervous face: "Captain, received."

He stood up slowly, the armor on his thigh bounced away, and two alloy swords appeared, and Mark reached out and held it in his hand. A thought, the Warrior's individual system controlled by nerve connections moved. With powerful force, he pushed out a shallow pit on the road surface. As the cement slag was flying, the Warrior's individual system greeted him.

"I like it!" The z7's tower-like shadow appeared on the roof of the speeding business car, and then rushed out.

The powerful force directly deformed the roof of the business car.

In the air, Z7 clenched her fists, then let out a roar, countless muscles emerged in an interlaced manner, and muscles emerged out of thin air, covering Z7's body layer by layer. During the breathing, Z7 turned into a giant of two meters and five or six meters, falling onto the road with a "bang".

With a swing of his hand, and as he alienated, scales appeared on layers of muscles and sharp claws appeared.

"God!"

Mark's eyes contracted, looking at the giant man like a monster. This was the first time he had seen such something beyond his knowledge. The interlaced and protruding muscles, like life, covered with a layer of armor. Clothes torn due to the expansion of muscles, hung sporadically on Z7's body.

"Mark, this is the original form, this is the original form... Be careful..."

The Warriors' individual soldier system has a camera, which can display what Mark sees on the command center and the squad channels through the system. Taylor immediately confirmed what Mark encountered, the original form of this combat machine, which was active in the Afghan battlefield and the Iraq battlefield, and the death storm they brought about has made countless soldiers feel a fear that penetrated their bones.

There are records of the original form in the top secret information of the US military.

This is an alternative combat weapon that has not yet appeared in the eyes of the world. It has the power of fear and its greatest lethality is their bodies, which can be alienated into weapons that have not been studied until now.

The establishment of the Warriors' Special Forces was originally intended to resist the combat force of the Originality, and the US government could not understand what country this powerful force belongs to. In terms of world rankings, there is no doubt that this unit composed of the Originality is the well-deserved world number one.

Taylor couldn't explain too much to Mark, because Z7 Ruta's figure had already come close to Mark.

"Mark, play to your best level and trust the Warriors' individual system."

Without Taylor's reminder, Mark also knew what he should do. He held the alloy sword in his hand and slashed it against the hideous z7. With the help, the power of this knife can reach more than several tons. As long as it is hit, even the steel will be cut off.

z7 A person who was wrongly attached to the warrior's individual system almost stabbed out the sharp claws in his hand.

Mark retracted his other hand, and the armor on his arm bounced away, forming a small armored shield.

The sharp claws left a faint trace on the armored shield, making z7's strike come back without success, but z7 has no impatience. In this kind of fight, he has enough rich experience and can kill the opponent in just a few moves.

But the urgency of time now made a cruel smile appear on the corner of Z7's mouth.

With a "puff", Mark's alloy sword penetrated through the lower rib of z7, and blood gushed out, but what appeared in front of Mark was not a distorted face, but a face full of cruel expression, as if the injury was not the other party, but himself.

Before Mark could pull out the alloy sword, his abdomen cooled down. Z7's sharp claws penetrated the bulletproof suit of the individual soldier system, piercing his stomach into a heart-warming cold.

z7 had a cold face, his paws formed a fist shape, pulling out the internal organs in the soldier's entire belly.

Mark opened his mouth wide, and blood kept gushing out of his throat. Now he realized that he could stab the other person, which was the other person who tempted him and gave him a fatal blow in this way. The blood gushed over his throat made him make only a blurry sound. Then, in his pupils, he saw the opponent's sharp claws appear again, smashing his entire head and completely sinking into endless darkness.

z7 pushed this scrapped Warriors individual system, and the fallen Warriors individual system pulled out the alloy sword that had just been inserted into the lower rib, and a wisp of blood spilled out. In this regard, z7 just pulled off one of the cloth strips on his body and stuffed it to the wound.

The ferocious z7 ignored the bleeding wound, roared quietly, and his hands were slashing like a knife, chasing towards the business car that was moving away.

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