The personal master of the beautiful president

"how is this possible!?"

Seeing Lin Bei coming out of the explosion center safe and sound, the pilots of the fighter jets stared straight at their eyes in disbelief.

"Launch an attack and kill this monster!" Over there, the navigator of the 001 Mustang fighter jet roared.

While roaring, dozens of supersonic missiles were fired from the Mustang fighter jet.

Lin Bei's figure flashed, and afterimages fell in the sky. Those missiles just passed by his ears, shoulders, and hands, and none of them could hit him.

The next moment, Lin Bei clenched his fist and pointed it at one of the Mustang fighter jets.

"Bang" sound.

This punch directly broke the sound barrier three times, and the speed exceeded 1000 meters per second!

Seeing Lin Bei's figure approaching them rapidly, those Mustang fighters circled in the sky, turned around, and distanced themselves from Lin Bei.

Just like that, those fighter jets were in front, Lin Bei was behind, chasing each other, dozens of black shadows, leaving two long smoke tails in the sky.

During the retreat, the rear flanks of the Mustang fighters were lowered, and the cannons were aimed at the rear.This machine gun is extremely powerful, a bullet is longer than a human arm, and it is enough to pierce a one-centimeter-thick steel plate with one shot!

The densely packed bullets fell overwhelmingly, and the mouth of the machine gun kept swallowing flames, like the scythe of death.

The top speed of the Mustang fighter can reach 3400 kilometers per hour, which is no slower than Lin Bei's speed of breaking the sound barrier three times.

Even though Lin Bei had increased his speed to the extreme, he still couldn't get close to these fighter jets.

Moreover, in the process of moving at high speed, he still couldn't dodge the bullets fired by those machine guns, so he could only resist with his body.A few or even dozens of bullets can't do much harm to Lin Bei, but if there are hundreds or thousands of bullets, even Lin Bei can't bear it.

The speed of both of them is extremely fast, and the lightning speed is too fast to cover one's ears.

In just a few minutes, the two covered a distance of nearly [-] kilometers and passed several towns in England.

England, SISM6.

This is the top and mysterious intelligence organization in the UK. Whether it is its building structure or the personnel entering and leaving it, it shows the world's cutting-edge technology.

At this time, Brigadier General Clayton, who was wearing a brigadier general's uniform, stood in front of a huge screen, and the picture presented on the screen was exactly those thirteen Mustang fighter jets!
"Which formation's fighter jet is this, have you checked it out?"

"Report Commander, we have already consulted with various theaters, and it is not from our British air defense theater. Judging from the screen projection, this is our British Mustang P51 fighter jet. Only those who own this type of fighter jet It’s just a few theaters. They have already reported 3 minutes ago, and today they don’t have drills or missions.” The intelligence officer wearing the uniform of the secondary school reported.

"In this case, where did these fighter jets come from, and they entered our country in a grandiose manner? Is this going to declare war on our country!" Clayton threw the pen in his hand on the table, and his eyes flicked Pass a sharp edge.

As one of the five contemporary hegemons in the world and a major member continent of the European Union, Britain is not afraid of challenges from any continent. Even if the United States of America wants to move them, it must weigh it.

"Commander, this is the latest picture, and there is new progress about the truth of the matter." At this time, the intelligence personnel on the front line said.

Clayton moved over and looked at the latest images captured by the satellite.

When he saw the picture on the screen, Clayton's expression froze, and his pupils shrank at this moment.

"This is...is this a person?"

Isn't that black shadow whose feet are stepping on the void and whose whole body is like a flying arrow? Isn't it just a person?
"Extraordinary?"

"No, even an S-level transcendent cannot ascend to a height of a thousand meters. This person's attire seems to be a martial artist from the Eastern world!"

Clayton squinted in thought, his eyes flickering.

"Help me retrieve the information on the Tianbang."

Hearing Clayton's words, the intelligence officer switched the screen, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and the computer started automatic comparison and face recognition.

Soon, the identity of the person on the screen became clear.

The third place in the Tianbang, Huaguo Linbei!
"It was him!"

Seeing the picture projected on the screen, Clayton clenched his right hand slightly.

He is no stranger to such characters.As one of the main persons in charge of SISM6, they have already thoroughly studied the strong men on the list. Almost as soon as the name Lin Bei was mentioned, all the information about Lin Bei came to his mind.

At the age of only in his early twenties, he stepped into the realm of heaven and man.

In the "Battle of the Sky" that created the Chocolate Mountain in the Philippines, one person beheaded dozens of strong men in the Tianbang, almost killing the list!
In addition, behead the sword master of Yamato, Tsukahara Sosuke!
……

Recalling all the deeds this person had done, Clayton's eyes narrowed.

This is a formidable enemy!
"When did this guy come to our country of England? And who is he fighting against a powerhouse of this level?" Clayton wondered.

The sudden arrival of the powerful fighters from the Tianbang, as well as the Mustang fighter jets dispatched from an unknown formation, happened so suddenly and without warning that Clayton couldn't figure it out.

"Which formation sent fighter jets, is this an important issue? The problem now is that these fighter jets have already appeared, and they are still fighting against the top fighters in the sky above our British territory. This is the crux of the problem."

A voice came, giving Clayton a pause.

He turned his head, but saw a figure with white hair at the temples, glaring eyebrows, straight body, striding toward him.

"Sir!"

Seeing the white-haired old man, Clayton's face turned solemn, his back straightened, and he saluted.

After giving a slight nod to Clayton, Edward walked to the electronic screen, and the intelligence officer quickly switched the images captured by the satellite for him.

"Well, the last time I saw this scene, I don't know how many years ago. I didn't expect that such a scene would reappear after decades." Edward muttered to himself, recalling his When I was still an assistant school, I saw a picture of a warrior shaking the alliance with his own power.

It has been 40 years since then.

In the past 40 years, the development of science and technology has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the development of military defense has become more and more serious. Today's modern weapons are more than a hundred times stronger than those of 40 years ago, and they are completely different.

Edward had always thought that things like warriors shaking the alliance would never happen again.

But the world is unpredictable, and many things, even a wise old man like him, are unexpected.

Today, the scenes from the past, the dusty memories deep in my mind, have been revealed again.

It's just that he was still young at that time, and he didn't know much about the world structure. When the warriors played against the alliance back then, he was too surprised and not calm.

After 40 years of precipitation, he has experienced countless storms and waves, seen countless sights and pictures that ordinary people can hardly believe, and made great contributions to the British nation.

Today's Edward is the leader of SISM6 in the British Kingdom, and was awarded the highest rank in the mainland by the British royal family, the rank of Marshal!

Therefore, even if he saw a martial artist who stepped on the void and looked like a superhero in a movie, when encountering such a sudden situation, Edward's face did not fluctuate much, and the waves were calm.

"Issued an order to the 357th Brigade stationed in the North City area of ​​Wales to prepare them for the battle. Once an invader wants to enter the city of Wales, shoot them down at all costs!"

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