Chapter 2314

"God, why are these damn mutants so powerful now?" Bob watched in horror as several armed helicopters were destroyed in succession. A month ago, they only needed half of what they have today to destroy the mutants with powerful firepower, and there would be no major casualties.

But after a month, these damned mutants have become so powerful and have brought so many casualties to them. If the military commission does not approve more manpower and weapons for them, I am afraid they will not be able to control these mutants sooner or later.

"It seems that these reformers in your military are not as powerful as they think they are!" Zhao Fugui saw that the mechanical transformation person was killed in a flash, eyes light said.

Compared with the ordinary people, these remoulding people have all kinds of abilities. But compared with the mutants, they may be able to deal with the ordinary mutants, but they are not much different from the ordinary people before the powerful mutants.

Generally speaking, the strength of these variants is not bad, but they have not reached the top. The strength of the mechanical transformation man is about the same as that of the ordinary great master of China. If the American people can make such transformants in large quantities, they will be able to pile up the mutants even with their heads, but it seems that these transformants can not be mass produced now.

"These remoulders used to be our trump card in dealing with mutants in cities. It's hard to use long bow Apache and black hawk to deal with mutants in real big cities. They make much less noise. I didn't expect that rod would be killed by mutants so easily now!" "The strength of these mutants is growing so fast," Bob said with an ugly face

Although Beaumont is only a small city with a population of 100000, it is also a city after all. It is impossible to send fighters to bomb or use armored forces to carpet sweep and destroy. It is already the limit to send Apache. If the remaining reformers can't deal with this mutant, it will be a big trouble.

"It's not that the strength of the variants is growing fast, but that the parasitic body escaping from the seal is getting stronger and stronger!" Zhao Fugui showed a trace of worry in his eyes and said slowly.

According to the current situation on the earth, there is an upper limit to the strength of the human strong. Zhao Fugui's strength can only be improved by using the demon Dan of the mutant. In the future, if he wants to go further, he will need a lot of demon Dan. But how many people in the world have the ability to hunt the mutant to get the demon Dan? Most of the human strongmen have no power to hunt the variant and get the demon pill, which is the upper limit of the human strongmen's power.

However, Zhao Fugui has not yet seen the upper limit of the strength of the variants. These monsters can recover their strength by relying on blood food. In the future, they will be far superior to the human strongmen.

Once conventional weapons can't cope with these mutants and the human strong can only rely on powerful weapons to deal with these mutants, then we may lose the war before it starts.

"These damned monsters, I hope those two guys can kill it!" Bob said with an ugly face, if the remaining two reformers can't deal with this mutant, then he can only count on Zhao Fugui.

"Kill it!" When Victor roars, the biochemical skin on his chest suddenly splits, revealing the weapons inside. Victor takes out two micro thrusts and shoots madly at the mutant like death.

"Dada dada!" Two tongues of fire swept to the mutant. The mutant put up the scythe of death, and only the white bone's arm stretched forward. The iron chain suddenly formed a shield like thing in front of it. The slightly charged bullet hit the iron chain, and the sparks splashed everywhere, but it could not penetrate the iron chain at all.

"Damn it Clark roars and rushes to the side of the fallen Apache. This guy pulls off the aircraft gun on the side of the long bow Apache, holds the gun in both hands and fires wildly at the mutant.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The power of the 20 mm aircraft gun is far from that of the micro impact. It's something that a bullet can break a person's waist. The bullets of the 20 mm aircraft gun hit the shield made up of iron chains, and the shield made up of iron chains began to collapse.

"Go to hell!" Clark roars to the variant with his gun in his arms. Victor takes the opportunity to throw away the micro punch, pulls out an alloy steel knife from his mechanical thigh and pours at the variant. Victor is also a mechanical reformer, while Clark is a biochemical reformer.

The life of biochemical transformation is longer, but the strength of mechanical transformation is stronger. At present, the U.S. military is looking for a balance between the two.

"Hoo Seeing Victor pounce on him, the mutant fiercely throws out the scythe of death in his hand. The scythe of death reflects a cold light in the dark. "Bang" penetrates Victor's chest and directly kills him on the wall behind him.

"Damn it, damn it!" Victor struggles madly, and the core energy of his chest is damaged, but this does not make him lose his ability to act immediately. He grabs the scythe of death behind him and wants to pull it out of his chest, but at this moment, the flame on the scythe of death burns madly.

"Boom!" A powerful flame came out of Victor's body. The flame melted almost everything in Victor's body, and then came out of his eyes, mouth and ears. The flame stopped, and Victor's body was left with an all metal skeleton, which was pinned to the wall."Vic, you bloody bastard!" Clark saw Vic's death, his eyes turned red, his gun speed had reached the limit, and he was crazy to shoot at the variant.

"You are the bastards, you are the monsters!" The skeleton face of the mutant looks at Clark. The chain in his hand collapses. The mutant body dodges the gun. At the same time, the burning chain in his hand rushes out like a poisonous snake.

Clark fiercely rolled to the ground, trying to avoid the chain, but the chain is not a gun bullet, fiercely turned and stabbed directly from his chest. Clark looked at his chest in disbelief. A stream of white liquid was pouring out from the wound there.

Clark's body has already been sublimated, and there is no human blood at all.

"You have insulted your body. You are a blasphemer, but I still hope that God can redeem you!" The mutant slowly pulls the chain and slowly pulls Clark's body. It looks down at Clark, and the scythe of death falls back into its hands. With a flash of cold light, the scythe of death cuts Clark's head.