Marvel's Dragon Agent Runs Rampant

"Boom, boom, boom"

The sound of multiple continuous blasts of KK6 hitting the ruins of the building and the sound of explosions covered up the sound of Song Yichen falling from the sky.

Song Yichen, who fell from a hundred meters in the air, held the gun with his hands intertwined, and his arms were like crosses. When he fell from a low altitude of a hundred meters, his initial speed was extremely fast. Before he landed, he had fired more than 8 shots.

More than 8 rounds of bullets were fired quickly, with remarkable results, killing more than 9 people. After landing, with a bang, Song Yichen rolled over and ejected without hesitation.

The place where it landed instantly stirred up a cloud of dust, which was full of craters.

He secretly said that it was a dangerous situation, but because he was in a dangerous situation, he became more energetic. At this moment, Song Yichen naturally felt extremely happy and hearty. He rolled forward and picked up a Type 34 heavy machine gun on the ground. Without even taking aim, he looked at an Al-Shabaab terrorist rushing towards him and opened fire.

"Da da da"

He pulled the bolt, and the gun made a pleasant clicking sound. One after another, the golden shells were thrown out of the gun chamber, and the shiny metal products rolled and fell on the streets made of cement blocks. , bounced twice and then rolled into the drainage ditch beside the road. The heavy machine gun bullets were like lightning coming out of the gate, tearing an Al-Shabaab terrorist into pieces in the blink of an eye.

The indispensable ammunition chain on the side of the ammunition feed port of the 34 heavy machine gun has hung to the ground, and a bright shell casing is scattered on the street. The heavy machine gun in Song Yichen's hand had already knocked out four 34-round drums. With the terrifying rate of fire of the 5 heavy machine gun, it was all gone in an instant. However, the result was significant. Song Yichen was within 2 meters within seconds. No enemy soldiers entered, and they all lay silently on the cement floor. And Song Yichen can seize the guns and ammunition he likes.

At this time, Song Yichen felt like he was a paratrooper. He couldn't remember which general said: Paratroopers are destined to be surrounded. This is the most concise and thorough explanation of the nature of paratrooper combat. The purpose of paratroopers is to go deep behind enemy lines and carry out fatal strikes on weak positions defended by the enemy when the enemy is unprepared. Other paratroopers have companions, but Song Yichen is alone without companions, a lonely paratrooper. Although he was a lone paratrooper, he had no fear.

Facing the tide of Mokanatu tribesmen and Al-Shabaab terrorists rushing toward him from all directions with red eyes and various weapons, he smiled, yes he laughed from the bottom of his heart. He had not dared to do so for various reasons before. He turned on all his combat effectiveness because he was afraid that his current state would be seen by others, which would have some bad effects. He deliberately chose this battlefield and this situation. On this battlefield, he can fully activate his combat effectiveness. In front of him, the so-called elite warrior was like an adult strong man treating a baby that can't even walk, and he could rub it as much as he wanted.

"Bah."

At this time, a bullet hit exactly where he was lying. The copper armor-piercing bullet wiped out a clear white mark on the cement floor. The ricochet flew from the ground, crossed the street and shattered the wall of a shop directly opposite. There was a bullet hole in the window glass, on the face of the smiling clown on the window advertising board.

"Good marksmanship, not bad. But you're done, because your shot angered Uncle Song and you're dead."

He grabbed a steel helmet, put it on his head, spat to the side, and charged in the direction of the sniper bullet.

Henry is a former American Eagle Air Force 13th Group fighter pilot.

Henry was thirty-two years old, and he was in the prime of life. Henry's family had a long history, was full of talents, and was famous and glorious. Although Henry was from a branch of the family, his family also had a lot of assets. Henry was young and rich, and his emotional intelligence was not low, but he yearned for the blue sky and longed for fighting. Not long after he took over the family business after retiring, he was unwilling to live a quiet life and joined the Dynamo Mercenary Group, a large mercenary group, because he was a fighter pilot and spent most of his time driving. Aircraft support is in place.

Because he was hired by Mokanatu this time, when he received the news that Kitui was under air attack by the Kenyan military and needed support, he couldn't wait to fly to Kitui as quickly as possible. He was very confident that this time it would be a very easy one. As before, it didn’t take ten minutes to complete this easy task, because there was only one bomber in Kenya. How could the opponent of the Quinjet search the air after arriving in the target airspace, and no Kenyan military was found? Plane, I only saw a burning KK6 on the ruins of a building, surrounded by layers of broken human bodies wearing all kinds of strange clothes.

"Generator, generator, the blue sky calls generator."

"Generator received, Lantian please say, it's over."

"No Kenyan military aircraft were seen in the air, and no aircraft was detected by radar. Please return. Complete."

"Generator received, please wait for 1 minute. Completed"

"Blue sky, blue sky, generator calling blue sky."

"Lantian received it."

"There is no need for Lan Tian to return home now. He will assist the financial owner in hunting down a super soldier. Over."

"Did a fighter generator make a mistake? I am a fighter jet, not a tank. Isn't there hundreds of thousands of people in Kitui? So many people can't handle a pile of fighters and they will pile him to death. How incompetent are these hundreds of thousands of people? ”

"The generator has confirmed the mission. Yes, he is a warrior, a super warrior. Bluebird, you have made history. A Rafale fighter jet and hundreds of thousands of people surrounded and suppressed a warrior. Bluebird, you have become very famous. Hahahaha. "

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Henry punched the seat angrily. After gaining contact with the ground, he adjusted his direction and headed towards the target person according to the guidance.

"Da da da da, stuck"

Song Yichen, who was on the offensive, smashed the loaded AK47 onto the head of the last Al-Shabaab terrorist in the fortification 5 meters in front, without even looking at the scene where the target's head was smashed and bloody, and his brain was bleeding out. , rushed forward 2 meters without stopping, picked up another AK47, and continued to attack forward.

Suddenly an alarm signal occurred, and he quickly ran into the shop on the left.

"Plop, plop, plop."

A series of 35mm aerial bombs swept across 3 meters in front of the shop door, leaving two aerial bomb holes.

"It's interesting. Even Dadaab's fighter jets are here. It seems that you are quite determined. Regardless of the lives of your own people who are fighting with me, you fire without any scruples. Look at the results of these two cannons. One of them has good results. , 2, 1, almost thirty or so, brothers in the sky, your aim is really accurate. There are brothers, thank you for your cooperation. Hahahaha."

After saying that, he jumped out with a thumbs up and continued to sweep around a one-kilometer radius with Sosaboni as the center.

Russell Boshan is the ace sniper of Al-Shabaab, known as: One Shot. Normally, he always hits the target with one shot and rarely fires a second shot. During his rest time, he is famous for his bold shots, extraordinary demeanor, and elegant temperament, and is famous for his high-end products. But now, in the past, his hair was neatly and smoothly combed. Her blond hair was now messed up like a chicken coop, with obvious traces of black and brown stains on it. The camouflage uniform was wrinkled like a rag, and the whole body was covered in grease and dirt. There was almost no blood on the pale face, only dots of oil and dust, and two huge black eye circles. If he hadn't spoken, even people who were familiar with him wouldn't have recognized him at all.

He had fired 4 magazines without hitting the target. At this time, the target was vividly waving ammunition at the surrounding Somali fighters, and all the Mokanasheng and Somali fighters who encountered the target were all in strange postures. He fell to the ground. Russell Boshan mechanically pulled the bolt of the gun, aimed mechanically at the target, and fired. Then the target dodged, and he repeated the action again.

"Bah."

"boom."

Russell Boshan was hit by the blast wave against the wall. A trace of relief appeared on his pale face. He thought to himself that this is what death feels like and slowly closed his eyes. It turned out that Song Yichen came to a place where mortar shells were piled up. He kicked open a shell box, quickly picked up a mortar shell, knocked it on the cement floor, and accurately threw it into the sniper position 1 meter away. Somalia's al-Shabaab ace sniper was killed on the spot.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Continuous mortar bombs exploded within a 4-meter radius. Song Yichen threw four heavy mortar bombs in a 4-meter radius centered on him within half a minute before the Quinjet arrived. More than one person was killed or injured among the densely packed Mokanatu soldiers.

"Little darling, don't move. I've caught you. Let's see how you escape this time."

Henry once again aimed at the target. This time he learned the lesson and instead of using the 35mm aerial cannon, he directly used air-to-air missiles to attack Song Yichen. Unfortunately, Song Yichen had already noticed him. He sprinted to another street and exited. The explosion range of air-to-air missiles continues to happily strike at the enemy's effective forces.

Song Yichen rushed up to a building in five steps and two steps. He held the steel frame beam with one hand and his muscles tensed. In an instant, Song Yichen flew up to the third floor. After landing, he moved there with extraordinary agility, mobilizing around him. The elite snipers who came had to move their sniping point and reported loudly on the walkie-talkie.

"No, there's no way to aim. This guy is moving too fast and there are afterimages everywhere, and every move is a tactical evasion. We don't know which target is the target and there's no way to aim."

"Just fucking shoot him to death"

Sosaboni yelled, surprising everyone.

It seems that this is the only way to deal with a monster like Song Yichen.

"Damn it, how could this guy move so fast?"

These snipers can target objects at extremely high speeds. These are the elites of Al-Shabaab itself, plus the elites supported by Hydra, the formation is very large.

"So strong"

His opponents thought that Song Yichen was a monster, but Song Yichen didn't think that the quality of this group of people was ridiculously high, and their reaction speed was also top-notch. Now it seems that if he is exposed to an open area and pauses for half a second, he will be beaten into pieces. It's possible. These people are determined to kill him.

The gunfire stopped without warning. When Song Yichen was in the building, twelve extremely fast people entered. The actions of these twelve people were fundamentally different from the other soldiers. They were not soldiers on the battlefield. The movements are more like those of some fighting masters, especially since they all have a metal arm.

"Well, do you want to fight in close combat?"

Song Yichen had a demonic ear, and he could hear clearly that the twelve people who came in at this time were definitely different from those amber-suited elements and mercenaries, and their fighting ability was far higher than their IQ.

"huh"

With a loud shout and a gust of wind, Song Yichen raised one hand, and with a snap, a steel leg stopped three inches from Song Yichen's face.

Holding the man's calf with one hand, he suddenly exerted force and dug his fingers into the flesh. He used the man as a stick to hit the two people who were attacking from the left. The crazy Song Yichen said with a ferocious smile:

"I don't know whether to live or die, just die for me"

When Song Yichen danced with his hands, there was a banging sound. It was really a sound floating in the air, like bursts of floating thunder, gusts of wind in the air, whistling iron fists and whip legs, running wildly, opening and closing, and he didn't even know what restraint was. The twelve people were all strong and strong in their fighting style. They all seemed to be refined in actual combat. Their instantaneous explosive power and reaction power were terrifying. The thunderous clash of fists and feet from both sides made the snipers and those wearing The headset bosses were also extremely shocked.

They didn't have a complete understanding of the strength of those fighting masters, but after watching Song Yichen, they realized that the so-called masters they killed before were just a bunch of cockroaches.

bang bang bang

The Winter Soldier that Song Yichen held upside down in his hand was like a torn bag, with two large transparent holes in the front and back, and at the same time, he smashed the two Winter Soldiers who punched him into pieces.

Song Yichen looked at the only half of the Winter Soldier left in his hand and shook his head regretfully, and threw it away reluctantly. He felt that the Winter Soldier's hammer was still very practical to use on the battlefield, and soon he grabbed another tall Winter Soldier and started beating it. A new round of beating people up.

Sooner or later, Song Yichen quickly killed nine Winter Soldiers. Although the remaining three Winter Soldiers had their pain neurons removed, they were monsters who didn't know what fear was. They were frightened by Song Yichen's ferocity. They didn't know what to do. The Winter Soldier was stunned, but Song Yichen was not stunned. He took the opportunity to raise his sand bowl-like fist and smashed the three Winter Soldiers on the spot.

Sosaboni looked at Song Yichen in the turbulent sky, killing twelve Winter Soldiers like chopping cabbage. He took a breath of cold air. With his ability, he could face up to three Winter Soldiers at the same time and remain undefeated. Any more would kill him. In the situation of being crushed, Song Yichen's killing ability made him no longer want to fight alone. He repeatedly deployed his troops to besiege Song Yichen.

"This is a low-vision environment. The Winter Soldiers are attacking on the ground, and the Green Goblin air combat team is providing low-altitude support."

Sosaboni gave the order over the intercom.

The fierce battle continues.

The remaining 24 Winter Soldiers, led by Sosaboni, rushed towards Song Yichen aggressively.

Sosaboni took a breath and punched down. This overwhelming momentum was really fierce. Song Yichen was not in a hurry. He was even more ferocious. He roared and punched It turned into a palm, and the palm turned into a tiger's claw, and the hungry tiger clawed it out with one move.

"Whoever comes here will punish a certain claw and not kill the nameless ghost."

At this time, Song Yichen was surrounded, but there was no enemy. He finally saw someone who was a little bit interesting. The blood in his heart was gushing out, and his blood was boiling. He had never been so excited, but Song Yichen's Lingtai Qingming, he still wanted to confirm Has his target been eliminated this time?

Although Sosaboni is a madman, he still has the arrogance of a warrior. After hearing this, he returned:

"Sossaboni."

Song Yichen's eyes lit up, and the tiger's claws grabbed Sosaboni's neck at a faster speed, causing a series of terrifying sonic booms.

Sosaboni was so horrified that he reluctantly twisted his body, hoping to escape at the cost of losing his right arm, but would Song Yichen let him succeed? The answer is no. Song Yichen didn't even blink. The tiger claw passed directly through Sosaboni's metal right arm and magically appeared under Sosaboni's neck. With a clamp and retraction of the tiger claw, Sosaboni's black head was caught in his hand. He threw it conveniently at the leading Green Goblin soldier who was riding the Green Goblin flying board. The super force smashed the Green Goblin soldier in the dive back into the Green Goblin unit, and at the same time detonated 2 Green Goblin bombs.

"Boom boom boom boom."

A series of exploding green melons and the explosions of grenades scattered around were heard together. Good guy, half of the three members of the Green Goblin air combat team were wiped out in one fell swoop, and two Winter Soldiers were also taken along with them.

"Haha, come again."

While laughing wildly, Song Yichen rushed towards the Green Goblin team and the Winter Soldier who were on their backs. He quickly eliminated them and at the same time challenged the Quinjet hovering in the air. The angry Quinjet frantically sprayed metal ammunition at Song Yichen who was jumping around.

In this way, with the "magic assist" of the Quinjet fighter jets of the Dynamo Mercenary Group, Song Yichen swept away the armed men who were rushing forward from the Mokanatu tribe and the Somali Al-Shabaab terrorists who were originally passionate about the meeting place. .

, after killing 45 brave people, he used 2 Stinger missiles to warmly send the "God Assist" Quinstyle back to his hometown. Witnessing this scene, the militants were heartbroken. They were all pushed and pushed, and they were unable to move forward. But Song Yichen quit. He didn't cripple the enemy. If he couldn't complete the task, how could he have the nerve to collect the remaining balance? So he continued to expand the attack range from the original 3 kilometers to 8 kilometers and 2 kilometers. After 3 kilometers, if the weapon is out of ammunition, use cold weapons, or lift the car on the road and smash it at the enemy, then pick up the weapon and continue to attack. It wasn't until the Kenyan military gathered in Nairobi that Song Yichen, who was beating crazy, accidentally wounded a Kenyan company, did he know that he had beaten only 4 of the 444 Mokanatu tribe and Al-Shabaab terrorists. Left and right, they were frightened and fled to Somalia far away from his attack range. Still worried about the latest chapter that I can’t find. Amway has a public account: rd or search for popular online articles. When searching, remember to remove "" or you won't be able to find it. There are ladies here to help you find books and chat with you.