Special Forces, King of War
46 Three vs five thousand! A wizard’s killing game! 1

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What did a hundred people mean? It could be a single column.

What did 500 people mean? It was probably the market next to the neighborhood.

What was the concept of 5,000 people? Uh... It was equivalent to the size of ten wet markets.

It was just before dawn, and the surroundings were dark. The night had even erased the last trace of light.

The entire Kainima City was in a murderous mood.

More than 2,000 soldiers sat in jeeps and military carriers, silently looking in the direction of the villa in the distance.

In front of the jeeps and military transport vehicles stood more than 3,000 slaves, holding guns from World War II. No one thought of resisting or escaping. Those who had such thoughts had already been chopped into meat paste.

Murphy, the leader of the army, saw the flames above the villa and his heart sank. Ten minutes after receiving the signal from the villa, the army had already assembled and were waiting for the general's return.

However, the light produced by the helicopter's explosion extinguished the last hope in their hearts.

Murphy was Sen Ke's most loyal subordinate. He helped Sen Ke manage the army and the mines. If Sen Ke's uprising was successful, he would also be able to rise to the top, but now it was all over!

He waited for another half an hour. The gunshots in the villa had already stopped, but there was still no signal from the general. He closed his eyes in despair. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again, filled with killing intent.

He wanted to kill someone!

He needed to vent!

He wanted to chop off the heads of those bastards and hang them in the most conspicuous place in the room to admire them day and night!

He waved his hand as if he had the strength of a thousand catties.

Two ancient beasts appeared from the battle formation, roaring and wailing as they charged towards the villa.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The tank roared and accurately hit the villa in the distance.

After two rounds, the entire villa was reduced to ruins. He could vaguely hear someone shouting in despair. This sound was like beautiful revenge music, intoxicating him.

But at this moment…

A German-made SUV rushed out of the villa, drew a circle on the spot, and sped toward the town.

The villa was surrounded by Kuangqu, and there were deadly mines and high-voltage electric fences in the forest. He was not worried that these clowns could escape through his hands.

"Continue firing!"

"RPG ready! Entering shooting range, fire at will!”

Revenge was something that could be done at any cost!

He wanted to blast the enemy into pieces!

The two tanks moved forward slowly, adjusting the angle of their cannons.

However, the SUV seemed to have eyes, and it weaved through the gunfire like a snake.

Murphy smiled disdainfully. The more the enemy struggled, the more it would stimulate the thrill of revenge. Finally, they were within the range of the RPG!

The SUV drew an arc on the spot, but it did not slow down. Instead, it drifted through the rockets.

When they were about 500 meters away, the SUV stopped moving forward. Instead, it moved left and right like a dancer dancing on a sword.

Was this a provocation? Hmm? Bastard!

The sound of the explosion gradually became faint, and then it returned to silence. Only then did Murphy realize that he had been fooled! The other party wanted to exhaust his ammunition, and he had successfully cooperated!

"Cunning prey!"

Murphy muttered. He was a little embarrassed and annoyed, but he wasn't worried. He had dozens of vehicles and 5,000 soldiers here!

"Charge!"

The so-called death squads were the slaves who were being oppressed. As the soldiers chased them, they shouted and rushed towards the SUV.

The other party only had one car, while they had 3,000 people!

As long as he forced the other party into the minefield, everything would be simple.

However, it was a little different from what everyone had imagined.

The SUV came to a stop just like that.

Then, a handsome young man jumped out of the car, followed by two beauties that could only be seen in magazines!

The three of them seemed to be still playing after getting out of the car, not taking them seriously at all.

"Go to hell!"

The slaves in the front row fired, but they had miscalculated the range of AKs during World War II. Even if a few bullets landed on the SUV, they only produced a few sparks.

Then, as if he was on a vacation, the handsome man calmly opened the trunk and threw out three rifles and a small pile of rifle magazines.

Then, the nightmare began!

The other party was like a protagonist in a Hollywood movie who could shoot without fail. The rifle fired continuously, harvesting lives like wheat.

After the three of them finished firing their bullets, hundreds of people died on the battlefield. The accuracy rate was actually 90%! Were these three really humans?

The slaves looked at the rifles in their hands at the same time. They felt that this was not a game.

"They're reloading! Hurry up and charge!"

A slave with some combat experience roared.

However, the slave was a little embarrassed and ashamed after shouting, because before he finished speaking, the other party had already reloaded the magazine…

Two seconds?

One second?

"Da da da!" "Da da da!"

As the distance between the two groups got closer and closer, the speed of the three demons 'shots became faster and faster.

"Magus!"

"Light Magi and yellow Magi!"

"Run! It's witchcraft!"

After throwing down more than 500 corpses, the 3,000 slaves collapsed…

They ran slower and slower, and some of them who had lost their will to fight actually began to run!

"Kill all the retreating people! Even Magi! Could it be that he could conjure ammunition out of thin air? They must be running out of ammunition!"

Murphy calmly shouted at the slaves.

Then, his legs trembled as he got out of the car and got into an armored vehicle. The sense of danger he felt just now was slightly reduced.

He was not as calm as he appeared on the surface…

What the f * ck! How dare you pretend to be a spy in front of three Magi? Fortunately, the enemy Magus had a screw loose and did not take the opportunity to kill him with white magic!

Murphy was delighted that he had survived a disaster!

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