Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 126 Armored tanks, portable artillery and heavy machine guns, the real firepower of the United States.

A few days later.

In the most luxurious hotel in the core area of ​​a city in the United States.

Lin Yaozu sat at the table in a relaxed posture, his figure looking a little lazy in the sunlight.

The slender fingers gracefully held the knife and fork, cutting the tender and juicy steak on the plate, and every movement revealed a kind of nonchalant calmness.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an elusive coldness in his eyes, and there was a hint of impatience at the corners of his mouth.

After a moment, slowly put the cut steak into your mouth, chew it carefully, and enjoy the tender meat and rich sauce, the wonderful taste blooming on your taste buds.

At the same time, the other hand gently lifts the red wine glass and shakes it slightly, allowing the wine to swirl in the glass, exuding a mellow aroma.

Then, take a sip of the red wine and let the liquid, a mixture of sweetness and sourness, flow in your mouth.

His throat moved slightly and he swallowed it.

On the other side, the foreign manager stood by with a look of fear on his face.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

In addition, his body was shaking constantly and his lips became pale and cracked due to tension.

During this period, he tried to remain calm, but he could not control his trembling hands. He kept rubbing the corners of his clothes, as if this could alleviate his inner fear.

Not far away, many foreign waiters were also trembling.

His eyes sometimes looked at Lin Yaozu, and sometimes looked at the shocking scene on the street outside the window, his eyes were full of despair and fear.

One of the young foreign waiters had a pale face and his teeth were chattering.

At this moment, I leaned against the wall tightly, as if this could bring me a sense of security.

There was also an older foreign waiter who was squatting on the ground with his hands on his head, muttering to himself, and no one knew what he was praying for.

Outside the window, the street was filled with blood and a strong smell of blood seemed to swallow up the entire city.

Headless corpses piled up like mountains, and blood dyed the streets red, forming shocking rivers of blood.

Those headless bodies had twisted postures, and some were still tightly holding the fire in their hands, as if they were struggling hard at the last moment of their lives.

Judging from the familiar way of death, all those foreigners died at the hands of Lin Yaozu.

In addition, buildings on both sides of the street were also affected, with broken windows and walls covered with bullet holes and blood.

The once bustling commercial street has now become filled with deathly silence, with only the strong smell of blood and death permeating the air.

Flocks of crows circled in the sky, making shrill cries, as if mourning for this land of death.

The wind whistled past, blowing up the fallen leaves and bloodstains on the ground, creating a strange scene.

In the distance, the sound of vibration was getting closer and closer, but in Lin Yaozu's ears, it was just insignificant noise.

He continued to eat steak and drink red wine leisurely, as if all this chaos had nothing to do with him.

"Kakaka..."

A few streets away, a number of primitive and simple iron tanks were rushing towards this side, making heavy and noisy noises.

These tanks were huge and clumsy, with brand new iron shells that exuded a terrifying aura.

The tracks rolled over the hard road, splashing up pieces of dust and gravel.

They rushed forward like steel beasts with an unstoppable momentum.

The gun barrels were raised high, as if demonstrating to the sky.

The black muzzle of the gun exudes a terrifying deterrent force, as if it will spew out flames that can destroy everything at any time.

From time to time, wisps of black smoke emerged from the gaps in the car body, and the pungent smell of engine oil filled the air.

same moment.

Countless foreign soldiers, carrying various portable artillery, machine guns and other heavy weapons that had just been put into mass production, quickly set up a huge encirclement. The pace of the foreign soldiers was neat and rapid, and their faces were full of tension and seriousness.

Although those portable artillery pieces looked somewhat crude in appearance, they also exuded a deadly aura.

The metal gun body reflected the sunlight, flashing a cold light.

Machine guns were set up at various sniper points, with long ammunition chains hanging from them, ready to spit out deadly flames at any time.

The foreign soldiers had their fingers on the triggers, waiting for the order to plunge the area into a hail of bullets with no blind spots.

The sounds of footsteps, equipment collisions, and shouts intertwined, creating a tense and depressing atmosphere.

The encirclement was shrinking rapidly, spreading and expanding, like a gradually tightening net, approaching the center step by step.

Obviously, with Lin Yaozu's continuous slaughter during this period, the top leaders of Meilijian have also raised the level of their attention to it to the highest level.

This time, we must use the strongest combat force to capture Lin Yaozu.

In the center of the encirclement, Lin Yaozu was still eating steak leisurely, not taking those so-called heavy weapons seriously at all.

The Western countries in this dream have just entered the era of hot weapons.

Judging from the level of weapons and equipment alone, it is not even as good as World War I and World War II on Earth in the previous life.

Given his current strength, it poses no threat at all.

Moreover, even if the level of thermal weapons surpassed that of World War I and World War II, or even the era when Lin Yaozu traveled through, he would not be afraid.

After all, at its current speed, as long as it is prepared, no matter how powerful the thermal weapons are, it will not be able to hit it.

As long as it can't hit anyone, no matter how powerful it is, it's just a decoration.

A few streets away.

In a temporary command post, a general was holding a combat meeting.

"That damn Oriental pig, where are you going to run this time?"

"Speed ​​up and tighten the encirclement. Don't let this cunning demon escape!"

"Hahahaha... I've prepared some champagne to celebrate. Let's get ready for the party!"

"..."

Inside the luxurious hotel, Lin Yaozu, who was eating steak, paused. The leisurely mood in which he originally enjoyed the food instantly disappeared, and was replaced by a sharp chill.

His eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in them, like two cold sharp blades, making people shudder.

Then, Lin Yaozu murmured softly.

"Humph! These bastards! They really make it impossible for me to eat in peace!"

The low voice was filled with anger and disdain.

It seemed as if the appearance of the foreign army was just a trivial disturbance, but it made him feel extremely annoyed.

"But you dare to curse me secretly? You are looking for death!"

As he spoke, the cold murderous intent was already boiling.

At the same time, the star power in Lin Yaozu's body surged, and the mysterious and powerful force gathered in his palm like a tide.

Silently, the star power was injected into the fork in his hand.

In an instant, after being strengthened, the iron structure underwent amazing changes.

The originally ordinary fork now becomes dazzling.

The sharp fork tip flashed with cold light, as if it could tear everything apart.

(End of this chapter)