If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

When the president of the United States issued that insane order, traveling thousands of miles through the most secret quantum communication channels, to reach the USS Nebraska, a strategic nuclear submarine lurking like a ghost deep in the Pacific Ocean, the evacuation operation of the Kunlun Division beneath Area 51 was already proceeding smoothly.

More than two hundred core elites, protecting Su Chen and his two masters' wives, sped back towards the ground like arrows released from a bow, following the passage they had come from.

Behind them was the "Genesis" base, whose core data had been completely removed, and the ruins that represented the complete annihilation of the United States' technology and ambitions.

"Boom—!"

When the huge hole in the ground pierced by lightning reappeared before everyone's eyes, a scorching desert heat swept over them.

The night sky remained deep, and a faint tinge of dawn was beginning to appear on the distant horizon.

Dawn is approaching.

However, what greeted them was not the tranquil dawn, but the last ground troops of the United States, who were already on high alert.

Centered on the hole, the desert, spanning several kilometers in radius, was densely packed with countless M country soldiers and heavy equipment.

M1A2 main battle tanks, M2 Bradley infantry fighting vehicles, Avenger air defense missile systems, and tens of thousands of American soldiers wearing the latest exoskeleton armor.

They formed three concentric lines of defense, completely surrounding Area 51.

All the cannons and gun barrels were pointed directly at the huge hole from which a figure had just darted out.

The Pentagon, underground command center.

Admiral Marcus stared intently at the screen, his eyes bloodshot and his face displaying an almost morbid excitement.

The failure of "Doomsday" caused him to lose face.

Now, he will use the most exhilarating ground annihilation battle to regain his dignity!

"They're out!"

The radar monitor's voice rang out in the command center.

On the screen, more than two hundred red dots representing Kunlun warriors were emerging from the ground at an astonishing speed.

Attention all units!

Admiral Marcus grabbed the communicator, his voice howling like a wounded beast.

"Target spotted!"

"Give me all your firepower, and burn them, along with that desert, to ashes!"

"Fire!!!"

At a command.

A barrage of cannon fire!

Countless shells, missiles, and high-energy particle beams poured towards the hole like a storm!

In that instant, the entire desert was engulfed by flames.

The terrifying shockwave from the explosion leveled the surrounding sand dunes.

Hundreds of millions of tons of yellow sand were swept into the sky, forming a huge dust mushroom cloud that was even more spectacular than a nuclear explosion!

"Hahaha! They're dead! They're doomed!"

A burst of wild cheers erupted inside the command center.

Under such dense, saturation fire, they did not believe that any life could survive!

However, Su Chen showed them what it meant to be delusional in the most direct and embarrassing way.

"Buzz—!"

Right at the very center of that sea of ​​fire.

A thin, yet indestructible, purple-gold light shield appeared out of thin air.

The light shield enveloped Su Chen and all the Kunlun warriors.

All the shells and missiles, upon contact with the light shield, seemed to be paused, eerily hovering in mid-air.

Then, under the horrified gaze of all the M country soldiers.

Those hovering shells seemed to have lost all kinetic energy, falling helplessly from the sky one after another.

Not even a single explosion was heard.

"In the realm of the Golden Core, words become law."

Su Chen stood in the center of the light shield, looking at the overwhelming torrent of steel around him, his face expressionless.

He simply slapped out a palm towards the densely packed M-country army formation in front of him.

There was no earth-shattering fanfare.

There are no flashy or dazzling lighting effects.

It was just a simple palm strike.

However, the next second.

The hundreds of M1A2 main battle tanks blocking the way, those supposedly indestructible steel fortresses made of composite armor, were like flies swatted down from the sky by an invisible giant hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull bangs rose and fell.

Those tanks, weighing tens of tons, were crushed one after another from top to bottom into iron discs less than half a meter thick!

The M country soldiers inside didn't even have time to scream before they were crushed into a pile of minced meat mixed with steel by this unparalleled force, along with their flesh and blood!

One palm!

Just one palm strike!

The first and most solid line of defense of Country M was completely destroyed in an overwhelming manner!

"This...this is..."

Admiral Marcus stared at the hellish scene on the screen, and his mind went blank once again.

The Kunlun warriors, however, had already recovered from their initial shock.

Their faces showed a fanatical, worshipful expression.

Commander, you've gotten even stronger!

It has become stronger than before!

"What are you all standing there for?"

Su Chen's calm voice rang in their ears.

"Time to get to work."

"roar!"

With a roar, more than two hundred Kunlun elites charged into the M country's army formation, which had completely lost its composure, like tigers released from their cages!

"kill!"

Wang Yanbing's eyes were bloodshot with excitement as he pushed the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to its limit.

He disdained to attack ordinary soldiers.

His target was the elite troops of the United States, who wore bulky exoskeleton armor.

With a single palm strike, a golden dragon shadow roared forth.

A US soldier wearing exoskeleton armor was hit head-on by the Dragon Shadow.

His armor, which was strong enough to withstand heavy machine gun fire, was as fragile as paper and instantly torn to pieces in the face of the domineering palm force!

He was blasted backwards for dozens of meters, turning into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air!

"Six Meridian Divine Sword!"

He Chenguang's figure moved like a ghost on the chaotic battlefield.

His fingers kept pointing in the air.

Invisible sword energy pierced precisely between the eyebrows of each M country soldier.

The soldiers, without even seeing the enemy, went limp and fell straight down.

Their faces still held the bewilderment and fear of death.

Leng Feng, on the other hand, is even more direct.

His Tang sword was already drawn.

His figure left a trail of black afterimages in the crowd.

Every time a blade flashed, a row of US soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor would be cut in half at the waist!

Blood, like a fountain, bloomed around him.

The scene was filled with violence, yet it possessed a unique, cruel beauty.

From the very beginning, the battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

The resistance of the M country soldiers appeared so laughable and powerless in the face of these Kunlun warriors, who seemed like gods and demons.

Their guns could not penetrate the protective aura of the Kunlun warriors.

Their cannons couldn't even touch the hem of the Kunlun warriors' clothes.

Each attack by the Kunlun warriors took the lives of countless American soldiers.

That was not war.

That was a one-sided crushing defeat.

It is a desperate tragedy in which mortals fight against gods.

Su Chen did not make another move.

He simply held Du Feifei and Long Xiaoyun's hands quietly, following at the very back of the group.

His Golden Core domain enveloped the entire battlefield.

Any heavy weapon that poses a threat to them will be forcibly destroyed by an invisible force the moment it is fired.

He created the safest and most perfect killing field for his soldiers.

They only need to fully enjoy this feast of revenge.

"Reporting to the commander! Gao Dazhuang and Lei Kaihua's troops have been spotted three kilometers ahead!"

Leng Feng's report came through the communicator.

"Reporting, Commander! Liang Sanxi and Jin Kailai's troops have been spotted five kilometers ahead!"

Soon, news came from the other side as well.

"very good."

A smile appeared on Su Chen's face.

His three armies are about to converge.

He raised his head and looked towards the distant eastern coastline.

His divine sense had already detected those two torrents of steel, which had also left two blood-red trails in the desert.

They all exuded a murderous aura.

Clearly, their battle was also drawing to a close.