Screaming, artillery fire, death.

The tragedy that happened in the White House shocked the world, and for a moment, the whole of Washington was in an uproar. Soon, the city was quit smoking, and teams of fully armed soldiers rushed to the White House in armored vehicles and personnel carriers, and dozens of helicopters also roared through the sky, pounced on the white hut in the distance like beasts.

But for Feren, all this makes no sense.

"Let's fire, fire, fire!!!"

He shouted vigorously, and the soldiers raised the automatic rifle in their hands and pointed the trigger at the corridor in front of them. Soon, the interlaced flames erupted, turning the wall in front of them into a sieve. However, before they could take any further action, they saw the guns in their hands suddenly tilted, and then the bodies of the soldiers holding guns scattered along the edge like the guns in their hands, mixed with blood scattered all over the ground. It was not until a moment later that the door on the other side of the corridor slowly opened, and then Faren, in suits and tie, walked out of it. He first glanced at the broken corpse in the corridor, then reached out to sort out the collar and cuffs, and then walked forward again stepping on the blood.

"Group B loses contact! Group B loses contact!!"

At this moment, outside the White House, the Secretary of Defense was staring at the White House in front of him with a pale face. The president was killed, and even all the reporters and officials in the room were spared. Not only that, because the incident happened suddenly, they did not have time to cut off the satellite signal, which made the scene in front of him almost spread all over the world.

The world was shocked!

The Minister of Defense has no time to worry about the outside view. In fact, although they have cut off communications now, the scene of the president and several senior officials and journalists being slaughtered by blood have long been spread, and nothing else will be useful to do later. What they can do now is to catch or kill the brave madman, at least in this way, they can get back some face. Otherwise, from today on, the United States might as well remove it from the world!!

"Grenade, throw the grenade at me! Blow that bastard to death!! Where is the bastard? Where is the bastard? Fuck, where is the Air Force? We need support!! And contact the Navy!! We must kill that bastard at any cost!!"

Hearing the order of the Minister of Defense, the soldiers lying outside immediately raised their grenades without hesitation and smashed them towards the window of the White House. But what no one expected was that the moment their grenades left their hands, the originally rotating grenades suddenly split like a sharp blade. Accompanied by a series of loud bangs, the explosion of flames immediately swallowed up the soldiers who were ambushing not far away. In just a blink of an eye, dozens of elite marines were lying on the ground in the ground covered in scars, and no longer breathed. When everyone saw this scene, the others felt cold in their hearts and quickly retreated. Almost at the same time, the white building in front of them suddenly changed.

"Click."

The originally solid roof and walls slid down the smooth cut like something was cut, and the White House in front of him began to collapse from the middle, as if someone was holding a huge kitchen knife to cut a sausage. Looking from the air, the White House in front of him was collapsed to both sides at a rapid speed. The ceiling, walls and even the floor were cut open, and the house that had lost its support naturally collapsed.

A figure slowly appeared in front of everyone. Looking at the figure, all the soldiers surrounded outside couldn't help but sweat. There were hundreds of people in total, and more soldiers were rushing towards here. In the sky in the distance, the helicopters armed to their teeth also roared angryly, and countless weapons were aimed at the young man in front of him. With a command, they could tear the young man to pieces.

However, Faren was not afraid of such a scene. On the contrary, he just smiled slightly and then walked forward down a level.

Just one step.

Facing Feiren, the soldier holding the machine gun tightly tilted his head, and then his head rolled down from his neck and landed on the ground. Not only his head fell on the ground, but the body of the heavy machine gun in his hand was cut and split, and even the off-road vehicle below was not spared. A heavy Hummer, enough to prevent bullets and even mines, turned into several pieces of residual iron like a cake, scattered on the ground.

But this poor machine gunner was not alone, because there were corpses and wrecks of the same encounters everywhere around him. But Feiren didn't care about these small details. He just stepped down again and took another step. Then, he saw that the second defense net located behind him collapsed in an instant. The soldiers, armored vehicles and even various weapons were cut by invisible sharp blades. No one knew what was going on, and no one even noticed what was going on. They were like fragile. The barrier made of sand was completely disintegrated by the tide and returned to the sand.

All of this was transmitted to the eyes of the Minister of Defense at the rear command center through the drone.

“……………………………”

The entire command center was silent, and everyone stared at the incomplete corpses on the screen in amazement. Everyone was pale, and some even stood up from time to time and rushed out of the room with their mouths. But no matter what they did, they could not stop Feiren from moving forward. He seemed as if he was walking in his back garden, but the shadow of death he spread had already enveloped everyone's heart. Even the Minister of Defense was stunned and silent for a while, and then he hurriedly issued an order as if he was remembering something.

"Tank!! Come on a tank for me! Where is the First Armored Division?!! Order them to launch an attack immediately!!"

"Rumbling rumble..."

A dull roar sounded, and tanks drove in from the streets. Many people stood in front of the window and looked at the scene in front of them. In addition to the military parade, the last time the tank entered the city, MacArthur would probably have to suppress the veterans. For most people of this era, they had never heard of that story at all. Therefore, for them, this was the first time they had seen such a scene in their impression. If anything, it would probably be electronic games and movies.

However, in electronic games and movies, it will not be really dead.

But it's different here.

Feiren didn't care. He didn't even know that a tank had rushed from the other side of the street. The heavy gun barrel slowly turned toward him. Facing himself, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, all kinds of terrifying lethal shells would fly out of it and completely cover the earth in front of him.

But...it's just that.

"Boom!"

Before the tank was running wildly, its upper and lower body suddenly separated, and the rotating turret flew out in a swirling manner, hitting heavily in a small house not far away. The lower half of its car body ran forward a few steps, and then it stood up layer by layer like a potato that was turned over, rolling and spreading on the ground, even worse than waiting for assembly in a factory.

Moreover, this is not an isolated case. All tanks were cut and chopped without exception. Although they were not as fragmented as chopped dumpling fillings, they were almost as good as potato chips... It’s a pity that there was no one in a pot of stew, otherwise, they might be better.

And this scene fell into the eyes of the helicopter brigade in the sky, and all that was left was horror.

"Devil! That's a devil!"

Through the scope, looking at the sound of walking leisurely on the grass in the White House, the driver felt cold sweat all over his body. He held the joystick tightly, and the locking sound kept echoing in his ears, but... Immediately afterwards, the driver felt a coldness coming from his wrist, and then, a biting pain swept across his body madly.

"No!!"

The pilot raised his right hand, stared at his wrist that was cut open in a daze, and opened his mouth and screamed in horror. Just as he opened his mouth, the original scream suddenly disappeared, and then he saw the pilot's chin fall from his head... and the helicopter that had been cut out of thin air was flying in the sky. The rotating propeller rolled and flew towards the side, while the remaining fuselage fell directly to the ground, turning into a ball of fire.

"The Third Air Force lost contact!"

The trembling voice of the correspondent echoed in the command room. At this moment, everyone was sitting in a daze on the chair, looking at the screen in front of them with a complicated expression. Their brains could not understand everything in front of them. What kind of magic is this? Why did it become like this? They have mobilized so many resources, why is the executioner still safe and sound?

How is this possible? We are the most powerful country in the world, we have the most powerful weapons and the most powerful army, why can't we even stop such a person?

"Mr. Minister! Air Force aid is here!!"

Three fighter planes flew through the air roaringly, and in front of them, they could already see the distant target location. And what they had to do next was to completely razed the former political center to the ground according to the order. Although they could not understand why their superiors issued this order that seemed extremely absurd to them, as soldiers, they still firmly obeyed the order. Since they had reached their destination, then... the cold wind roared up, completely wrapping up the driver who had not yet reacted.

Three fighter planes flew, rotated, and then disintegrated. The planes that had lost their power and control turned into a ball of fire in the sky, spinning and falling down. Feiren stood on the grass in the White House, narrowing his eyes and looking at the three long smokes in the distance, dragging from the sky to the ground, then reached into his arms, took out a cigarette, and lit it by his mouth, then took a sip of the cigarette, and vomited it out.

Then, he whispered to himself.

"It seems that my plan is still very reliable, but it's a pity that the captain and the eldest lady... If they were here, all the military forces in this country should be almost done. At that time, building our world will be easy."

While talking to himself, Faren shook his head, threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and then stomped it out.

"Even if you think about it, you can easily conquer a country, but you have to embark on the road of self-destruction for boring compassion. I really don't understand what these lower creatures are worthy of their scruples and even fight for their lives... Could it be that protecting animals will still be addicted? This is a mental illness and needs treatment..."

Speaking of this, Faren seemed to have lost interest, just sighed, then turned around and walked towards the other side.
Chapter completed!