Peerless Genius System

In the Mojave desert, tanks, chariots, fighter jet wreckages and spare parts were scattered everywhere. Sholoh did not intentionally kill, but he did not intentionally avoid killing, and the bodies of the Magnesium Army were numerous, but mostly just serious injuries, such as breaking a leg, burning his face with fire, piercing his body with sharp steel parts, and these seriously injured lay in a burning desert screaming.

The strength of an army, hard, was defeated by Sholoh alone!

Sholo stood on a side-flagged tank at this time, his clothes could not withstand the raging internal forces, minimized the fragmentation, his upper body was naked, and his black pants on his lower body were also rugged, like beggar's clothes, but his brazen breath was extra intense, his forehead was shattered and floating, under the rendering of sand and pungent sunshine, as if it were a reaper in the desert.

He glanced at the last fighter in the sky.

Both drivers were scared to death, and the co-pilot almost urged with a growling voice: "Go, get out of here! ”

In fact, there was no need for him to rush, and his companions had taken control of the fighter plane's rapid turnaround and left the place of death at the fastest possible speed.

“Wanna run? ”

Sholo smiled and did some light work like a lightning bolt headed for this fighter.

After two hundred meters of rapid sweep, feet slammed to the ground, lasered long skies with unparalleled wildness, rapidly flowing light, a dozen meters of altitude, blinking, ten fingers, easily embedded at the bottom of the fighter.

“He's down there, he's under our plane!” The co-pilot shouted in panic.

“You fucking shoot him! ”

Magnesium troops flying fighter jets were similarly frightened and shouted at their peers.

The co-pilot picked up the assault rifle and aimed at the base plate of the fighter, screaming and pulling the trigger.

“Tap, tap, tap.”

The bullet burst out of the gun with a flame in it, and just moments of kung fu blew all the bullets out.

The bullet broke through the fighter's floor, turning it into a sieve through which you can see the desert floor of the orange yellow.

The two fighter pilots looked at the sieve-like floor, gasping heavily and sweating uncontrollably.

Did that terrible demon fall?

The question arose that it was absolutely impossible to kill each other, that even artillery shells could shoot apart like flies, how could they fear the bullets of assault rifles, their only luxury was to leave their fighters.

The deputy driver was shot through the hole through the floor by a bullet, looked carefully, didn't see Sholo's figure, couldn't help but relieve himself and nodded at the driver, meaning that the other party had left the fighter.

But the next second, there was a loud noise in his ear.

“Boom ~”

Turning around, the fighter's hatch was broken down by the hardware. The wind in the sky seemed to find a flood of vents and poured in indiscriminately. The noise of the spinning wing also broke in at this moment, so much so that the ears buzzed. What scared the two drivers so fast that they pissed their pants was that Sholo stood outside the hatch and grabbed the fuselage firmly with his left hand. On his right hand was the hatch he had just pulled off, his eyes staring at them like a wolf.

Sholo threw the hatch door into the desert beneath him, then stepped into the cabin and sat generously in the back seat.

“To the invisible fighter research and development base! ”

A faint voice, through an order that no one can disobey.

“Yes."

In order to survive, the two drivers would not dare to defy. They nodded warily, turned the direction of the fighter jets and flew to the invisible R&D base at the fastest possible speed.

Sholo glanced around, his hands ripped open the storage cabinet, took out a brand new set of camouflage clothes, opened a rough estimate of the size, and put it on himself.

Looking at his clothes, even though he had a sub-machine gun in his hand, the magnesium army sitting in the co-pilot's position had no sense of security. His hands trembled involuntarily. It was horrible. Life seemed to no longer belong to him in close contact with such a monster who couldn't even shoot a shell.

“Fighter 55, come in, come in!” The voice of Minister of Defence Arnold was suddenly sounded in the communications device.

If both drivers dare to reply, they will all look at Sholo with horror and await Sholo's instructions.

Sholo was wearing shoes, and the beige military boots were on his feet, quite comfortable. He didn't lift his head and continued wearing the other shoe: “Reply to him. ”

“Yes."

The Magnesium Army, sitting in the driving position, focuses heavily, and then replies, “Aircraft 55 copy, Aircraft 55 copy, Over! ”

“Report the location of Thousand Face Killer Shaw Cold now!” Arnold ordered.

The two glanced at Sholo in the back in horror and shook his voice back: “Thousand Faced Killer Xiao Han, he... he was on our plane...”

“Hiss ~”

This response gave everyone in Washington D.C. a breath of cool air, just like Sholoh suddenly stood in front of them, passing through the transmitter and feeling a bitter chill.

Secretary of Defense Arnold forcibly calmed down: "Let me talk to him! ”

On fighter 55, the deputy pilot took the comms and turned around carefully and said to Sholo: "Mr. Shaw... our Minister of Defense wants to talk to you...”

Sholo had just finished wearing it and looked at the transmitter he had handed over with his eyes and asked softly: "What do you want me to do? ”

Hearing his voice, everyone at Washington Base couldn't help but strike a chill, and Sholo was the dominant fear in their souls.

“Mr. Shaw Win, this is Secretary of Defense Arnold, and on behalf of the Federal Government of the Magnesium Country, I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you!” Arnold said.

Sholo couldn't help but laugh and say, “I've ruined all of your regiments. Are you going to apologize to me? ”

Arnold's face was awkward for a while, and the others couldn't say the complicated color on their faces. How could they ever be as boring as today? But the other party was totally stronger than expected, and they couldn't resist softness.

“Mr. Xiao Han, I sincerely ask you to stop what you are doing. Anything can be negotiated, and I believe this can also be negotiated.” Arnold lowered his posture and spoke with a good voice.

“Stop the action now? So you're telling me not to destroy the R&D base of your invisible fighters?” Sholo snorted coldly.

“Yes, we can give you a note that satisfies you…”

“I'm sorry, we didn't discuss this. I destroyed the R&D base of the Invisible Fighter. ”

Sholo interrupted directly and coldly, "When I destroyed it, it would all be over, and I would leave the Magnesium Country on my own, of course, and if you didn't want me to leave, I would stay here for a while longer. ”

Live longer?

Cabinet ministers have changed their faces as they speak.

It's only been a few days, and it's upsetting their magnesium kingdom. Citizens are demonstrating all over the country. If they stay a while longer, they won't turn their magnesium kingdom over to the sky.

No, absolutely not. Send this plague god away, as far away as you can. Don't come to their country of magnesium again!

Cabinet ministers turned a blind eye to Arnold, meaning that if he agreed to all his demands, the invisible fighter base would be destroyed. It would take another four to five years to rebuild, and the most important thing at this stage would be to let this monster, which cannot be measured by common sense, leave.