Not only the soldiers, but also the magicians in the distance were extremely surprised. The only thing he was glad that he did not take out the machine gun and RPG to deal with Yan Bi. Otherwise... well... it would be hard to say what the final result would be.

By the way, among these usual bullets, there are other bullets wrapped in strange electric light. It is these bullets that pointed out the originally invisible trajectory to people in the distance.

The tank was adjusting its muzzle and trying to aim at the terrible monster from unknown where it came from. However, the distance between the two sides was too close at this time. The idiom "out of reach" had another meaning at this moment. Whether it was a tank or an armored vehicle, they began to try to turn around and wanted to distance each other. Whether it was a machine gun or a cannon, it was not used for close combat.

However, there will inevitably be a turning process for a vehicle to turn.

The Lizardman's speed suddenly accelerated. At the original speed of both sides, the convoy had the chance to distance himself, but the Lizardman was too fast at this moment. He raised his energy and jumped onto the side of the tank. At the same time, he waved the sword in his hand and slashed it on the tank's shell.

A slit of sparks was chopped out from the composite armor. It looked like a huge mantis shrimp, which was madly hammering the side armor of the tank with its forelimbs, tilting the entire tank to the other side.

The two armored vehicles immediately began to cover fire, and the bullets stirred deadly ripple invisible to the naked eye in the air, forcing the lizard man to jump out of the tank. The three vehicles began to accelerate and escape. A sword mark that was still clearly visible in the distance was left on the side of the tank.

"It's really amazing..." The Lizardman gave the wizard a distant exclaim through the spiritual link. Of course, at this moment, the wizard's true thought was that the evaluation of "It's really amazing" would be more appropriate for Yan Bi himself. During World War II, the cavalry of Dabobo left a legend of cutting the tank with a knife (of course, this legend was treated as a joke). The wizard himself did not expect to witness the authentic long sword pk tank with his own eyes.

The lizardman raised his sword high, and a light lit up on the sword. This is not the light that the sword reflects the dawn light, but it is indeed shining itself. Not only is it glowing, it is also getting bigger. In a blink of an eye, the lizardman's hand is no longer the three-foot Dragon Spring Sword just now, but it has become a terrifyingly large blade. The blade is shiny like jade, but the blade emits a strange light like the sun, which is so sharp that it makes people shine. The giant blade seems to be inlaid with an iridescent crystal. With the flash of mysterious light, the entire giant blade is moving faintly, and the strong spiritual pressure is as majestic as the storm on the summer night, pressing on the hearts of everyone who sees the giant blade.

"My heart is like a sword, and it is unpredictable!" A wonderful voice whispered in the air. Although the sound does not belong to any language known to the earth, when it comes to your ears, you instinctively understand its meaning.

The lower-level officer of Maple Leaf Kingdom was already slumped in his position. The spiritual pressure emitted by the giant blade made him breathing and his chest was undulating. This was something unheard of. His reason refused to believe in this reality, but his instinct had already guessed what was going to happen below.

This is unscientific...This is impossible...This is unrealistic...

Yan Bi raised the giant blade obliquely and ran at an indescribable speed, leaving behind many afterimages in the air. He caught up with the tank that had not really opened the distance, and the shiny blade in his hand seemed to have performed incredible high-frequency vibrations in milliseconds. The space where the giant blade slashed through, instantly there was a distorted sag visible to the naked eye.

"Demon-breaking Slash!"

A sword slashed down like this. A strange silver light stretched and condensed from the twisted space, as if the sword blade extended forward for a long distance, and even affected another armored vehicle. Fortunately, the armored vehicle was running all the time, so the silver light was already at the end of its strength when it hit the armored vehicle. Even so, it still left a deep slash mark on the body of the armored vehicle.

The tank was split into two pieces from the middle. The next moment, a terrifying death explosion occurred. The earth-shaking explosion carried powerful air waves and swept everything around it.

The Lizardman was also affected by the wave of air. Obviously, he had all his strength to gather his sword just now, and he had no more energy to care about anything else. His body was overturned by the wave of air, and he flew ten meters away to the distance before landing. He fell heavily. After a long time, he slowly got up. Yan Bi stood up straight, and the giant blade in his hand had shrunk back into a three-foot long sword. But the sword was still attached with indescribable energy. Because the Lizardman used his sword to throw out a beautiful sword flower with his sword, and even the void cut out almost phantom scars.

The steel giant beast was left with only a mass of wreckage. At this time, the broken and twisted fragments of the giant beast were scattered everywhere. But its wreckage was still huge enough. The lizardman slowly walked towards the wreckage of the giant beast and then climbed up. Just like a dragon slaying warrior standing on the corpse of the dragon, he raised his sword high and made a victory posture towards the sky.

As for the two armored vehicles, they were gone at this time. Even the tanks were cut off, so what else could they do? Although the armored vehicles also have armor and firepower, they are really not worth mentioning when compared with the tanks.

"A great opponent!" Yan Bi walked back to the magician with satisfaction and fatigue. Fortunately, the mask blocked most of the expressions, otherwise the brigade master would probably make a fool of himself in front of the summoned creatures. "Even if I had to attack with all my strength."

Damn, this is the real strength of the National Guardian Swordsman. There is nothing wrong with the card. The National Guardian Swordsman is enough to smash an army with his own strength - whether it is an army in the wilderness era or an army in the civilized era. It is really not a joke to be rated as having an attack power of up to 15.

By the time the brigade master packed up his cards and walked back to the village, the desperate armor had left his field of vision. However, the remaining four armored vehicles reconnected during the retreat and gathered together again.

When they first arrived, they had 7 cars, including two tanks. They came with absolute confidence. They believed that they could easily crush everything to resist - whether it was guerrillas or others. But now, although they call it "retreat", everyone knows that they are running for full speed.

They were not worried about what they would encounter when they went back - this era was no longer a barbaric era where defeated soldiers would be executed at will. Everything was so abnormal that everyone had no confidence in fighting. At the moment, they were only thinking about one thing and quickly reported what happened to their superiors. In fact, they also guessed whether the superiors knew something, otherwise how could they temporarily mobilize such a force in the middle of the night?

The retreat was very smooth and the enemy did not pursue it. At 9:30 in the morning, the convoy at full speed had returned to the base.

Colonel Wilson was already waiting for him anxiously at the base.

Each car had communication equipment on board, so before they returned to the base, the commander knew that the team he sent had suffered a tragic failure. Two tanks and an armored vehicle were destroyed and all the crew members were killed.

The Maple Leaf Kingdom sent not many troops to this country to guard, and they mainly undertake some logistical support rather than on the front line. Therefore, this painful failure will inevitably have an adverse impact on the commander's career. However, compared to these, the surviving personnel's incoherent speech style through communication equipment and their incoherent speech impressed him even more.

That is a way of speaking only those who are frightened. It is hard to imagine a group of fully armed soldiers being frightened. They are all soldiers who have been rigorously trained and impeccable in both psychological and combat skills.

As for what they said, it was even more mysterious. What a tank turned into ashes in an instant? What a monster like a lizardman split the tank in half with one sword. Such words would not be believed by normal people. It can only be said that these soldiers were already in the previous defeat. This is far more surprising than the crushing defeat in Zhongfu.

The moment I saw my subordinates, the colonel further confirmed this.

The officer who got off the armored vehicle was so pale that it reminded people of the white shirts worn by the deceased at the funeral. One or two hours have passed since the defeat at dawn. These and two hours are far from enough to adjust his mindset, which shows how much frightened he was in the previous battle. It is understandable if it is a civilian, but if it is a soldier, it is puzzling.

"Lewis! What's wrong with you?" The colonel watched his subordinates get off the armored vehicle and took the initiative to speak.

"Monster...monster...magic!" Lewis's emotions were obviously collapsed. The brokenness of his views made him unable to recover now.

"What monster! What magic! Wake up, Mr. Lewis!" the angry colonel scolded. "You are a soldier!"

But even though he was scolded by the commander, his subordinates still could not recover. In desperation, the colonel's eyes turned to another soldier coming out of the armored vehicle. This person's psychological quality was obviously much better, so it seemed quite normal.

"Soldier," he suppressed his anger. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Report to the sir...I have reported it before..."

"Is it the fairy tale about a lizard man slashing a tank into two pieces with one sword?" The colonel began to suspect that his subordinates were attacked by some hypnotic gas. It is said that some countries have developed this gas as a non-lethal weapon - the effect is to make people feel strong hallucinations, emotional out of control and abnormal performance. This war-torn country is actually a weapon test site for a great power. Basically, no strange equipment appears is worth surpriseing you.

"Yes, sir!" replied the soldier. "And that's not a fairy tale."

"What is it not a fairy tale? There are neither lizard men nor swords that can split tanks in this world."

"Sorry, sir. I didn't think I didn't. But now I believe it, I have evidence here."

"Evidence?" Wilson's expression was as ugly as his own excrement was pouring back into his stomach. "So where is the evidence? My dear sir?"

"Come here!" The soldier brought the colonel to an armored vehicle. "Here, the sword was cut out... Specifically, it cannot be considered as being cut by the front, but was affected by the sword storm."

There is a huge crack in one corner of the armored vehicle. There are quite a lot of weapons to deal with armored vehicles in this era. Since the turtle shells of armored vehicles are not as thick as tanks, weapons such as bazooka and anti-tank missiles can effectively attack armored vehicles and make holes in iron turtles. Armor piercing bombs, armor-piercing bombs and other ammunitions are familiar to any military fan, let alone professional soldiers. But no weapon will make holes of this shape on armored vehicles. Even Wilson admits that this is not like a firearm, it is really a bit like a cut from some kind of sharp thing.

The fracture position of the crack is very neat and smooth, and you can't feel any rough burrs when touched with your hands. It is really... just like what the soldier said just now.

But this is impossible. Humans have traveled to every corner of the planet and proved with facts that there are no lizard men or anything on the earth. Humans have long used countless experiments and science to prove that sword-slashing tanks and other things are simply jokes.

Mathematics and physics are very rigorous science, so you can calculate how much power it takes to cut the armor without practice. On the one hand, the human body cannot provide this level of energy at all. On the other hand, even if you borrow the power of machinery (such as mechanical exoskeletons or something), ordinary swords cannot withstand this level of reaction force. That is a tank!

Maybe the single molecule blade is possible in the future? But this is also unrealistic. The technology of the earthlings has not reached this point.

"Sir! I took the video..." Lewis, who was emotionally broken, suddenly spoke. "There is a camera in the car!"

"What?!" Colonel Wilson asked in surprise. No more words were needed, and he immediately got into the armored vehicle.

About ten minutes later, the colonel came out of the car with a dark face. He immediately ordered the adjutant beside him to copy a copy of the video recorded by the on-board camera, but he himself did not stop for a second and hurried up. Although the Maple Leaf Army had a certain degree of independence, it was actually under the command of the United States. He wanted to report such an incredible thing quickly.

After the report was completed, his nervousness calmed down a little. What is this? Aliens invade the earth? Or superpowers? Magic? Or something else?

Then his cell phone rang again.

Ordinary soldiers are not allowed to use their mobile phones when marching, especially in foreign countries, because there is a risk of exposing their location. However, they are relatively lax in their management within the base. And as a commander, Colonel Wilson is a bit privileged.

"Hello, Colonel Wilson." The clear voice he had heard before rang out on the phone.

"You..." The colonel used gestures to signal the technical officers around him to help check the source of his phone number. "Who is it?"

"A person who is threatened by you is now hostile to you," the voice said. "But I am a reasonable person, so I give you a chance. You have to pay enough for the insults and threats to me, and I ask for compensation of 500 million yuan. Otherwise, it will be more than this price tomorrow at dawn!"

"Just!" The colonel was angry this time. But he didn't think he would fall to the point of being blackmailed. "Young man, I guess you can't get through today!" He did not lie because the situation here had been reported to the Supreme Command of the United States in the garrison and to the domestic government. What would happen was self-evident. He hung up the phone and turned his eyes to the technician.

The latter made a gesture on the side, indicating that the phone could not be tracked, at least it could not be done in a hurry.
Chapter completed!