Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Only Jiang Tian, ​​who was flying in the air with his flying sword, smiled slightly and speeded up a bit.

It's really good to bring Zhang Qianlei out.

This old guy has a bad temper, a fiery temperament, and an average armed force. He can take care of it in advance without having to do anything himself.

…

A dark cloud gradually covered the moon, and in the dark primeval forest, it was impossible to see even one's fingers.

An elite force armed to the teeth, under the cover of night, set out from a camp of the government troops stationed near Cass Lake and approached the medical team's camp along the road. They were still far away from Jiang Tian and his convoy. It's two kilometers away.

There were more than 30 government soldiers in three armored vehicles. The automatic rifles in their hands reflected the faint skylight, and their canvas boots stepped on the dirty bottom of the vehicle.

There is also a Browning M2HB machine gun mounted on the sunroof of each vehicle and equipped with a machine gunner.

"What if Brian was really killed by the Chinese doctors?"

A black soldier yawned and muttered:

"After all, China is a major country in the world and is not easy to mess with. Should we report it to the Ministry of National Defense?"

"Kill, just kill. Now that the rebels and rebels have broken through the defense line, how do they know if they were killed by us? Our names are not written on the bullets anyway!"

A leader with three flowers on his epaulettes and an unknown military rank shouted loudly.

"I heard that there are Chinese girls there who are as beautiful as white women, but also very gentle. We must enjoy them!" A black soldier said with a strange smile, baring his snow-white teeth.

"Fuck Chinese women and steal their food and money!"

The leader of Three Flowers' eyes flashed fiercely, and he raised his arms and shouted to boost the morale of his subordinates.

"Fuck Chinese women and steal their food and money!"

Dozens of soldiers roared loudly together, filled with ferocious anger, like a group of demons dancing in the dark night.

"Huh? There seems to be a vehicle ahead!"

The driver of the first car frowned and looked at the looming lamppost in the distance.

"Sound a warning shot. If it were our troops, they would stop!"

The leader looked from the back row and suddenly his pupils shrank: "Huh? What a fast speed that is! Stop the car!"

On the road, a green light penetrated like lightning, and behind the blue light, a long dragon composed of dust and dead leaves emerged. It's much faster than the best motorcycles.

laugh!

The green light figure suddenly stopped, and turned out to be a middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes, wearing a strange green suit.

"who are you?"

The leader opened the door and jumped out of the car, pointed the huge Desert Eagle at Zhang Qianlei, and asked in English.

"They seem to be Chinese!"

"But why isn't he wearing a white coat?"

"Don't ask, just kill him!"

Other soldiers also picked up their guns and jumped out of the car, looking at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi warily.

"Looking at the clothes, they should be government troops!"

The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly pointed his finger like a knife and inserted the knife into the leader's heart.

Blood burst out, and a still-beating heart was pulled out by the middle-aged man and dropped to the ground.

The soldiers were stunned. They didn't expect this man to be so ferocious. They were stunned for a moment. Before they could decide whether to turn around and run away or shoot him, Zhang Qianlei had already taken action again.

Boom!

He stomped his feet hard, causing the ground to collapse. He made thunder with his fingers, causing violent friction in the air around him.

Amidst the piercing sound of clicking and rubbing, thousands of lightnings around him were like silver snakes, striking in all directions.

The three military vehicles were all shrouded in lightning, and the light was like several suns rising in the dark night.

"what is that?"

The medical team's convoy two kilometers away saw the strange lightning.

Everyone exclaimed together.

At the same time, the walkie-talkies and car stereos that were affected by electromagnetic interference emitted a chaotic and harsh whistling sound.

Several of those soldiers still maintained their original postures, intact.

It's just that the black skin and clothes have turned into a lifeless gray-white. The vehicle's engine was billowing black smoke.

"They seem to be from the government army!"

So much so that Yuan Kexin and the others exclaimed.

When the motorcade passed by, the breeze and slight tremors caused the corpses to shatter and scatter in an instant, as if they were originally compressed from ashes.

"Oops, what happened to them? They were broken!"

This time, their exclamations became louder, their legs felt weak, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

"Don't be afraid. Mr. Zhang is the last heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, and he uses thunder-based skills!" Lin Fengmian said loudly.

"What? He can kill people with lightning?"

Everyone just felt that their heads were not enough, and their three views were completely overturned in an instant and shattered to pieces.

However, Zhu Jiangchao managed to remain calm and asked everyone to stop the car because he wanted to check it out.

The circuits and fuel tanks of the three explosion-proof vehicles were damaged. The bullets of all the guns exploded automatically. The barrels of the guns were burned red by lightning, and the wooden butts were turned into coke.

"What a thunder! It's terrible!"

Zhu Jiangchao felt frightened and cautiously walked around among the ashes of the soldiers.

Many of these ashes still retain their fallen shape, and their heads and limbs can be clearly distinguished.

A patch of road with a radius of fifty meters turned into an abstract painting, full of cracks, created by lightning, describing the traces of death.

Even in an incinerator with a temperature of 2,000 degrees, it takes several minutes to burn a corpse to ashes.

But Zhang Qianlei's lightning did this in an instant.

In addition to the high temperature of more than 10,000 degrees inside the lightning, the resonance of matter waves causes energy to act on every cell evenly.

At this time, Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei had rushed side by side to the government army camp near Kas Lake.

There were shallow trenches dug outside the camp, less than one person deep. Hundreds of steel horses were wrapped with barbed wire, forming a camp about three miles in radius.

There are a series of tents and wooden houses inside, brightly lit, and many fortifications with machine guns and heavy artillery.

The door is covered with electrically retractable spike barricades.

Several black soldiers carrying rifles patrolled back and forth, holding cigarettes and yawning.

"They are powered by diesel engines? Are the conditions too bad? There are not many fortifications!"

Zhang Qianlei was surprised: "It won't be of much value if you snatch it away, it won't work!"

"Africans are inherently lazy, so fighting is just like playing house!"

Jiang Tian shook his head helplessly and said:

"Let's get rid of them first. This government army originally wanted to get rid of the Chinese medical team!"

"Okay!" Zhang Qianlei shook his head helplessly and walked swaggering towards the entrance of the camp.

"What are you doing? Stop! This is a military restricted area!" A black soldier at the door shouted with a gun.

"They seem to be Chinese! Maybe they are the medical team who came to ask for help!" Another black soldier said listlessly.

"Those Chinese medical teams will also treat the injuries of rebels and rebels. Kill them!"

The black officer and soldier in front roared loudly, pulled the trigger, and fired the bullet towards Zhang Qianlei.

Bang bang!

Two shots hit Zhang Qianlei.

But he just shook slightly and continued to walk towards the door.

"Ah? Not dead? Is he the god of the longevity tribe?"

The two black soldiers were so frightened that they dropped their guns on the ground and watched helplessly as Zhang Qianlei approached the door.

…

At this time, in one of the most luxurious barracks.

The top person in charge of the Cass Lake camp, the commander of the 218th Route Army of the government army, General Lyon, was holding a thick Cuban cigar in his mouth and chatting with an old man with a strange silver light on his body.

Several years after the outbreak of the war, President Kuba, the supreme leader of the military government, awarded more than 500 generals.

As long as you conquer a few villages and tribes and control thousands of troops, you can be awarded the title of major general.

Above major generals there are lieutenant generals, generals, generals, generals protecting the country, etc.

Anyway, these military ranks are free of charge. As long as they can win over people's hearts, President Kuba is not stingy.

General Lyon was wearing a chemical fiber green military uniform, a red bud hat and large sunglasses, a large gold chain hanging around his neck, a glittering gold watch on his arm, a mouth full of gold teeth, and said with a genuine smile:

"Elder Silver, as long as you are willing to assist the government forces in repelling the rebels and resistance forces, President Kuba will let the chiefs of your tribe serve as the great national advisor! And several elders will serve as the small national advisor."

He was holding a big cigar in his mouth and said seductively:

"When the time comes, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth, fine wine, food and clothing imported from China, large color TVs and washing machines imported from the East, airplanes imported from the United States, luxury cars imported from Germany, and people of all nationalities and colors. Beauty, and this Cuban tobacco, you can use it as you like!"

"We are messengers of the gods, how can we care about these worldly enjoyments?"

Elder Yin's skinny body was covered with silver powder, and he was draped in a colorful sheet. Under a cloak made of reeds and banana leaves, his sinister eyes gave people a sinister and unpredictable feeling.

"If our longevity tribe had wanted it, we would have ruled Sodoni long ago!"

He looked proud and said loudly:

"What we need is peace! Your war has disturbed our longevity tribe's service to the gods!"

"Your Excellency, what you said makes sense."

It seems that General Lyon is also an actor. His eyes suddenly turned red and he sighed with emotion:

"Peace, who doesn't want peace? I have been fighting this war for eight years, and more than ten of my children have died in the war! They died heroically for national liberation! I am honored, but even more sad! "

He stood up, solemnly, and bowed with reverence:

"Please Elder Yin to help the government forces, kill the rebels and the murderous villains of the resistance army, and let the people of Sordoni enjoy peace and prosperity!"

"The Longevity Tribe can help the government forces, but there is one condition. The citizens of Sordoni must believe in the gods of our Longevity Tribe. There are no other gods!"

"Of course. Other gods are false gods!" General Lyon was overjoyed.

"besides!"

Elder Yin said surreptitiously: "Our gods need human sacrifices, and they need ten living people every day!"

"That's no problem!"

General Lyon did not hesitate, patted his chest and said:

"The rebels and rebels combined total hundreds of thousands of people. Why is there not enough for them to eat?"

At this moment.

There was a burst of gunfire from the door of the barracks. Elder Yin frowned and said, "It seems that an enemy has invaded!"

General Lyon stood up, looked out the door, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Just two people. I have thousands of people here, as well as a dozen artillery pieces, a dozen armored vehicles and tanks. They are looking for death!"