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

On the bridge of the USS George Washington, the flagship of the US Pacific Fleet.

Fleet Commander-in-Chief, Admiral John Miller, was staring intently through his military binoculars at the three thousand tiny black dots on the distant beach, as insignificant as ants.

His face was taut, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge and a barely perceptible tension.

Just now, he received the highest directive from the White House.

At all costs, use all the firepower of the fleet to completely annihilate this Chinese army that has invaded our homeland on the coastline of the United States!

This is the final and most frantic counterattack from the United States, the world's superpower!

"General! All units have moved into attack positions!"

"Carrier-based aircraft formation, target locked!"

"Give the order!"

The communications channel carried the suppressed excitement and bloodlust of the ship captains' reports.

Admiral Miller slowly lowered his binoculars, his chest heaving violently as he forcefully suppressed the inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

He knew that this battle carried the weight of the entire nation's dignity and fury.

Only victory is allowed; defeat is not permitted!

He grabbed the red microphone from the command platform, brought it to his lips, and roared at the entire fleet with all his might.

"Fire! Fire at will!"

(Fire! Fire at will!)

The order has been issued.

The symphony of death instantly began its most violent and deafening movement!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Dozens of warships and thousands of naval cannons recoiled at the same moment, spewing out furious tongues of fire that could destroy everything!

Countless shells, trailing orange-red flames, tore through the air, emitting piercing shrieks, and converged into a torrent of steel, sweeping towards that tiny beach!

High in the sky, hundreds of F-35 fighter jets pressed the launch button at the same time, releasing all the air-to-ground missiles they were carrying without hesitation!

Hundreds more missiles, gleaming with a cold metallic light, swooped down from the clouds, carrying the will of death!

In that instant, the entire world was completely enveloped by this boundless storm of steel.

The waves retreated in terror amidst the whistling of artillery shells.

The sky was burning fiercely under the scorching heat of the missile's exhaust plume.

The energy contained in this strike is enough to wipe any medium-sized, bustling city cleanly off the world map!

A cruel yet extremely confident smile finally appeared on General Miller's face.

He couldn't believe that any flesh and blood in the world could survive such a devastating barrage of firepower!

However, on the beach, the three thousand Kunlun soldiers showed no fear whatsoever in the face of this apocalyptic scene.

Many even wore obvious disdain and mockery on their faces.

"this one?"

Wang Yanbing pursed his lips, appearing completely uninterested.

"I thought the Americans had been holding back for so long and they might have come up with something new. But it turns out it's just these slow-moving, painless lumps of iron."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense."

Gao Dazhuang interrupted his grumbling in a deep, resonant voice, his large, bell-like eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

"The division commander is watching from behind, so you'd better show us what you're made of!"

"Let these ignorant American bastards see what real power is!"

"roar!"

Upon hearing this, the three thousand Kunlun soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

They did not dodge, nor did they retreat.

Instead, they took the initiative to face the deadly storm that was capable of destroying everything with their own bodies!

"Heavenly Frost Fist!"

Xu Sanduo, Shi Jin, Wu Liuyi, and hundreds of other warriors who specialize in boxing all stepped forward at the same time and unleashed a powerful punch!

Hundreds of chilling gusts of air shot into the sky!

The water vapor in the air condensed instantly, forming a huge ice wall tens of meters thick and hundreds of meters high in front of them!

The ice wall was crystal clear, yet it exuded an absolute zero temperature like that of the deepest hell; it was an insurmountable wall of sighs!

The moment thousands of shells and missiles hit the ice wall, the metal on the surface of the projectiles was instantly frozen by the extreme low temperature, and the internal chemical fuses were completely rendered ineffective!

They mysteriously lost all their kinetic energy, were frozen into amber of history, and were embedded one by one into that huge ice wall.

Not even a spark or an explosion could be produced.

"Cloud-Dispelling Palm!"

Liang Sanxi, Yuan Lang, and hundreds of other warriors who specialized in palm techniques also stepped forward at the same time and lightly struck out with their palms!

Hundreds of powerful, overwhelming palm strikes converged to form an invisible, massive, twisted wall of energy!

The air wall stirred up the wind and clouds, blurred the light, and created a huge vacuum zone. It was a spatial barrier that separated the two worlds!

Those shells that managed to pass through the height of the ice wall slowed down abruptly upon impact and sank into the sticky mud.

In the end, all their kinetic energy was completely extinguished by that gentle yet domineering palm force. Then, drawn by that force, they changed direction and were pushed back at an even faster speed than when they came!

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"

Wang Yanbing, Gao Cheng, and hundreds of other warriors who were majoring in the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" were so excited that they roared with excitement!

Their palms flew, and solid golden dragon shadows roared out from their palms!

Hundreds of golden dragon shadows, each a hundred meters long, intertwined, swirled, and roared in the air, forming a death net woven from dragon-shaped energy that devoured everything!

The shells that were deflected back, and the missiles that continued to fly in, were torn apart, crushed, and detonated by the violent and unparalleled dragon-shaped energy the moment they hit the dragon net!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of intense, breathtaking explosions resounded hundreds of meters above the beach!

The incredibly dazzling flames illuminated half of the sea as if it were daytime!

This is a grand and magnificent fireworks show at sea, exclusively performed for the Kunlun Division!

The warriors of Kunlun were the sole, and most composed, audience members of this fireworks display.

"Draw Sword Slash!"

Leng Feng, Lei Kaihua, and hundreds of other warriors specializing in swordsmanship set their sights on the US destroyers and frigates that were still firing.

They simultaneously gripped the hilts of the Tang swords behind their backs, and then drew their swords.

"Clang—!"

Hundreds of clear, sharp sword cries merged into one, heralding the prelude to death!

Streaks of sword energy, each a hundred meters long and condensed to the point of being visible to the naked eye, tore through the sky and shot toward the steel warships on the sea with the will to sever everything!

"Sizzle—!"

The ship's hull, made of high-strength special alloy and incredibly sturdy, was as fragile as paper in the face of these blades that could split mountains and shatter rocks.

Destroyers and frigates were silently split in two from the middle of their hulls!

The cut was smooth and flat, enough to reflect a person's image!

The M soldiers inside the warship didn't even feel any pain before their souls were severed by the incomparably sharp blade energy!

"Boom!"

The severed warship, its internal structure out of balance, experienced a violent secondary explosion, and slowly sank into the cold seabed amidst towering flames.

It was just a brief encounter.

The vanguard of the M country's Pacific Fleet was utterly and irrevocably destroyed!

"This...this is impossible!"

On the bridge of the USS Washington, Admiral Miller watched the mythical, epic scene on the main screen and let out a desperate, inhuman wail.

His worldview was utterly shattered and crushed into dust at that moment.

That's a modern, heavily armed naval fleet! It represents the world's most advanced military technology!

Surprisingly, they couldn't even make a ripple in front of the other side.

What kind of monsters was he fighting?

In the instant that he lost his composure.

Su Chen moved.

He looked up at the F-35 fighter jets circling overhead, searching for an opportunity to attack, and a hint of impatience flashed across his calm face.

"Noisy flies."

With a flicker, he vanished from his spot and reappeared a thousand meters in the air the next second.

He's going to personally step in and end this pointless farce.