Delta Operation: Big Red Objects Mutate

How much is that?

More than 100,000?

Are you kidding me?

Thinking of this, Ivan shook his head and smiled.

impossible.

Their 20-strong Khafk army was largely untrained and poorly equipped.

It was all thanks to the gold bars gifted by Xiao's soul that this level of achievement was possible.

This number of soldiers, all wearing level six armor sets…

That's a bit of an exaggeration.

Soon, Ivan's exaggerated and unbelievable conjecture, which no one would believe if he told others, was confirmed.

Beside the falling golden crown, different figures appeared one after another.

They were dressed in various ways; some wore suits, some wore casual clothes, and some even wore tribal grass skirts.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of troops descended from the sky!

Their equipment, almost without exception, consisted entirely of level six helmets and armor!

Only a small portion, dressed in rather shoddy clothing, wore level 5 helmets and armor.

And their firearms!

Everyone is fully upgraded!!

M14 Marksman Rifle!

M250 general purpose machine gun!

SR-3M Compact Submachine Gun!

Moreover, Ivan even noticed that almost every one of them was holding a...

"Pocket watch?"

"Why the hell are there people with cameras here??"

"Holy crap!! Zongheng!!!"

"Is this thing for soldiers??"

Ivan exclaimed in disbelief once again.

Level 6 set, fully modified gun, enhanced Mandel brick equipment.

That's not all, everyone was even given special items?!

Ivan stood inside the building, looking up at the more than 100,000 troops falling from the sky, and swallowed hard.

Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it was real.

He really wants to use a military radio to call Xiao's soul.

Tell the other person what you saw.

Snap—

Ivan, stunned, lightly slapped himself in the face.

"This...is not a dream?"

Chapter 231 The Battlefield is Upside Down!

"Hahahaha, I've finally waited for this day!"

"It's been three years. I haven't seen the boss for three years."

"Brothers, let's stop reminiscing for now and take down those Hafk bastards down there!"

"Magnetic bomb launched!"

"Fire the triple cannon!"

"Brothers, don't rush into battle! I'm a tank soldier, give me a hand!!!"

"Holy crap, I drive an infantry fighting vehicle! Can someone give me a ride?"

The new soldiers had no idea that there were other kidnapped brothers down below.

He immediately pulled out explosives, ready to throw them down.

Putting aside the inherent advantage of being high up and attacking low, there are at least nearly 20 Hafk soldiers below.

If they just drop explosives down there, it's no longer a question of whether it's easy or difficult to fight.

It's fucking stress-relieving!

But the soldiers who were originally following Liu Yan, as well as the 12 kidnapped soldiers, stared wide-eyed at this scene!

"No! There are our people down below!"

"Don't throw explosives! We called you here because we can't throw explosives! Otherwise, the boss would have taken care of this already!"

boom------!!!

Bang bang bang—! ! !

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Fortunately, the magnetic bomb and the triple-barreled hand cannon did not hit the 12 soldiers.

Twelve people couldn't possibly find their place among nearly 200,000 Khafk soldiers.

If you litter, it might explode.

"They're lucky they weren't trampled to death," a newly returned soldier clicked his tongue twice.

"They all started out following the boss, and they've all been through some trouble. They're not so easy to crush."

"But we don't know exactly where they were kicked to."

The soldier who had been following Liu Yan spoke up to explain.

"Hey bro, you look familiar. What's your number?"

"13514."

"Holy crap, what a coincidence, my number is 13522!"

"Damn! When we arrived, we got separated. I thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to come straight to the boss?"

"Did you deliberately get separated from the boss when you came here?"

Sizzle—Cluster—!

Bang------!!

Number 66666 swiftly swept past the buildings, one bullet instantly headshotting a Hafk soldier.

Then I heard the two of them talking.

"What are those two soldiers doing?!"

"Is now the time to recognize fellow townsmen?!"

Sizzle—Cluster—!

After reprimanding the two, soldier number 66666 used the emergency evasion device and the power propulsion device to shuttle between the buildings, continuously reaping the lives of Hafk soldiers.

Only after being reminded by number 66666 did the two realize what was happening.

His face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly joined the battle.

A motorized soldier led the tank crew onto the ground streets.

"Alright, bro, just leave it there for me."

"Are you sure you're okay? The ground can be dangerous. You don't want to get killed."

"Although these Hafk are poorly equipped, if you get hit in the limbs by concentrated fire, no one can save you."

The mobile troops were somewhat uneasy.

"It's okay, I'll drive the armored vehicle, I'll just rush in and crush them."

"Okay, then be careful. Also, there are 12 of our own people inside, don't let them crush them."

cluster----!!!

This same scene was unfolding across the rest of the land.

At the same time, a group of mobile soldiers in the air simultaneously activated the signal jammers on their left shoulders.

Let's create some panic!

In an instant, their figures vanished like Predators!

"These guys don't even know how to save the boss some money."

"Everyone's using level 5 or 6 bullets, and each bullet costs several thousand yuan!"

"Do they really think the boss's money is just falling from the sky?"

"Exactly! I heard that in this world, boss, many jobs are so demanding that you only make five or six thousand a month! That's enough to buy a single level 5 bullet!"

"Perform well and show the boss that we're the most cost-effective!"

The voices of these cloaked soldiers cannot be transmitted outwards, but they can communicate via voice chat using their helmets, so they are not affected.

After they finished speaking, they each pulled out two ceremonial daggers from their bags.

Some of them were even carrying two dark blue axes.

Sizzle—!

The emergency avoidance device on the waist instantly ejects the grappling hook!

sulfuric acid----!!

After the grappling hooks embedded themselves in the wall, they pulled the soldiers toward the wall.

Whoosh!

As they passed the Hafk soldiers, the soldiers swiftly beheaded them!

A group of Hafk soldiers had blood gushing from their severed necks!

This, however, made Ivan genuinely feel a bit panicked.

From his perspective, it was as if those Hafk soldiers were still firing when their heads suddenly snapped off!

"Brothers! Let's rescue those 12 kidnapped mascots first! Otherwise, this is just a waste of bullets!"

One of the soldiers shouted.

Not all soldiers have marksmanship like number 66666.

The current situation is that our own people are flying around everywhere, and below are all Hafk soldiers, including 12 kidnapped ones.

This leads to many people who lack confidence in their marksmanship being afraid to fire recklessly.

Getting hit by a bullet from a Hafk soldier is actually no big deal.

After all, they are all level 5 or 6 armor.

But the bullets from our own people are level five or six.

"Does everyone still remember the basics?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small group of soldiers dispersed, preparing to flip the zithers in their hands.

This wave of soldiers was small, less than three thousand men.

"We'll turn the tide of the battle in a bit, and everyone use their devices to find those 12 mascots!"

After saying that, he instantly reversed the vertical and horizontal sword in his hand!

Not only him, but all the other soldiers simultaneously flipped their halberds!