Chapter 1111

Compared with the more traditional Alpine Superpower Alliance, the strength of the American Supernatural Team is not only because of its leading technology, but also because the American Supernatural Team has armed its abilities with the most advanced tactical concepts. In all fairness, if there were not many unfavorable factors in the Battle of Liverpool, the Alpine warriors led by Victor would have no choice but to be slaughtered in front of the American warriors.

Even though this result is difficult for the traditional alpine warriors to accept, it is an iron-clad fact. While the American Ability Team was advancing by leaps and bounds, the pace of progress of the Alpine Ability Alliance was too slow.

The American supernatural fighters headed by Stuart fully proved this point with their own reactions.

Before Stuart could finish his sentence, the supernatural fighters in Group B realized that they had usually practiced no less than a thousand times against blood clan raids, and now they finally came in handy.

The fire ball in the hands of the fire-type supernatural warrior immediately threw it into the jungle. When the flames rose and the steel and lightning supernatural abilities quickly jumped to the dense forest where the blood warrior disappeared, the supernormal abilities around him exploded to the extreme at this moment, even though they knew There is an ambush there, rushing in may mean death, and they must resolutely carry out their orders.

Stuart was about to lead the rest of the supernatural fighters to keep up with the pace of the vanguard, when he suddenly found Kennedy standing there blankly, looking in one direction in horror.

Garbage is garbage. When encountering this situation, you should act decisively, not be stupid! Stuart yelled at Kennedy: "Come on! Damn it, stand still and die!"

Kennedy turned his head to look at Stuart, then looked down at his chest, opened and closed his mouth without uttering a word, and fell to the ground with a plop.

When he died, he still couldn't believe what had happened.

Stuart's brain exploded immediately, and Kennedy's chest was spun out of a hole the size of a bowl by the storm. Was it the Alpine warrior who did it? !

Stuart looked up, and a thundercloud storm appeared directly in front of him. It was the strongest team attack skill of the Alpine supernatural fighters - the roar of God.

damn it! It's not true, it must not be true! As the well-known commander of supernatural warriors, Stuart's mind went blank at this moment.

He broke down. Don't say it's him, even if Magnus is here, I'm afraid his nerves will be deranged.

The murderous intent was obviously leaked by the Huaxia warriors. I thought it was an ambush by the Huaxia warriors, but I never thought of fleeing blood warriors halfway. It is unscientific for these two forces to collude together. I never thought that the Alps Supernatural Alliance would also get involved ...

God, the hatred between the Alpine Supernatural Alliance and the Blood Race is deeper than that between the Chinese Wumen. They have been fighting happily in Europe for nearly a thousand years, and now they are hooking up. This rhythm is too absurd.

A thundercloud storm has formed, and at the moment when the fireball ignites the dense forest, storms and lightning are derived from it, and at that moment, powerful energy illuminates the night sky.

This is the roar of God! Can emit this force, the opponent is obviously Victor's main team, no! To be precise, the entire team! Now, with the addition of the blood clan and Chinese warriors, it has formed an overwhelming advantage. Group b said that if they bite off a piece of flesh from the blood clan warriors, they might not even be able to meet them face to face. Stuart finally understood that the so-called Operation Zero was just a joke. Liverpool, a beautiful seaside city, would become the grave of American supernatural fighters, including Magnus! The situation in the Western Hidden World has become complicated. If the Alpine Power Alliance joins forces with the Blood Race, it will be a disaster for the American power team, an out-and-out disaster!

Stuart's reaction is very fast, and he can see far. In a sense, he is an excellent strategist. Unfortunately, his opportunity has not yet brought him to a height that can be fully achieved. His life sadly came to an incomplete end in Liverpool.

Of course, he is not a qualified fighter, because at this moment, the situation really does not allow him to think too much, even if it is related to the future of the American supernatural team.

Thundercloud storm's powerful attack unscrupulously burst out, the storm rushed over, the lightning struck down, and the flames jumped like a fire dragon, opening its bloody mouth to devour the brothers.

"Damn it!" The deputy leader of Group B rushed over at an extremely fast speed, knocked the dazed Stuart into the air, and cursed while gritting his teeth.

call out!

A bolt of lightning passed through the chest of the deputy leader of Group B, and the hole the size of a bowl indicated that his life would come to an abrupt end.

He protected Stuart at this moment. As the deputy team leader, he understood that once Stuart fell, Group B could only be wiped out easily by the enemy. There is hope for Stuart alive, even though this hope seems to be hopeless now. Draw an equal sign.

Plop!

The deputy leader of Group B knelt on his knees and squeezed out a sentence with all his strength: "Flee! Tell Elder Magnus to withdraw..."

He fell to the ground weakly, and fell under the attack of the thunderstorm like other American supernatural fighters.

The aura of the American supernatural warriors who rushed into the dense forest before that has disappeared, and the follow-up team members did not keep up. With those four or five supernatural warriors, how could they be the opponents of the blood warriors?

escape? It would be a miracle to escape under such circumstances. These years of combat experience told Stuart that the probability of a miracle happening on the battlefield is almost zero, not to mention that this time the opponent is Ye Lingtian, that guy who has been writing miracles all the time.

Attack the opponent as much as possible and cause damage to the opponent is victory! Holding the burning iron chain in his hand, Stuart issued the last order: "Attack the Alpine warriors at all costs!"

The American supernatural warriors immediately understood Stuart's intentions. Thundercloud Storm is known as the roar of God, and its lethality is indeed extremely large, but the loss is not small. The Alpine supernatural warriors are all focused on maintaining the powerful attack of Thundercloud Storm Above, there is no energy or strength to resist the crazy attacks of American supernatural fighters. Therefore, the relatively sneaky blood warriors and the Chinese warriors with strange and erratic movements are the most feasible to cause them huge damage.

Even if you die, you have to bite each other hard. This is the concept that Group B has implemented until death. The angry American supernatural fighters are like fearless lions, aiming at the Alpine supernatural fighters led by Butland rushed over.

call out!

A blue brilliance passed in front of Stuart, and before it arrived, Stuart's burning iron chain instinctively swept towards the blue brilliance. The scorching power burned the air creakingly. It stands to reason that Stuart should focus on the raiding Chinese warriors, but his footsteps did not stop.

He knew that the Huaxia warriors would definitely move when the thundercloud storm appeared, and the blood warriors would also charge up like lightning. He had to use the only time he had to rush to Butland and tear this damned guy to pieces! This is the only chance to hit your opponent!

Stuart's judgment was correct. Wen Shijie and others who were armed with a Han knife did rush over and tried their best to intercept and kill the American supernatural warrior. They used erratic movements to avoid the powerful force of the thunderstorm, and at the same time, they took advantage of the situation to deal a fatal blow to the American supernatural warrior.

The light of the knife is flickering, like a meteor in the sky, and the figure of the blood warrior is shuttling back and forth, like the afterimage of a god of death.

God's roar is still mighty.

The American supernatural fighters in Group B are being dragged to death by the shackles.

But all of this made their blood boil.

Stuart is like a god of death, even though the little blue light pierced his body, and even his head flew off his neck, he still maintained a charging posture.

After all, he did not reach Butland, and did not cause any harm to this damned guy.

The headless body fell heavily on the ground, and the blood from the neck hissed and spewed out. The head kept rolling on the asphalt road, with unwillingness in his eyes, and he could clearly see the man who beheaded him while spinning.

Ye Lingtian! Yes, it is Ye Lingtian! He stared at himself with a gloomy face. On his expressionless face, those dark eyes were as deep as the deep sea. At this moment, Stuart actually saw a little desolation and indignation in those eyes. This damn guy, why is there such a reaction? With this question in mind, he left tragically.

"God bless America...."

In the distance, the shout was not loud, it could even be said to be a whisper. Because the left chest of this American supernatural warrior had been pierced by the blood warrior in front of him, and behind him, the Han knife also slashed across the back of his neck.

He knelt down on his knees, looked forward unwillingly, lying on the ground, his body twitching uncontrollably.

He was the last American supernatural warrior to fall. The moment he fell, the powerful energy was gone, and the world was quiet.

The ground was littered with corpses, and the thick blood was very pungent in the night.

The vast majority of these corpses are American paranormal fighters, and a very small part are Alpine paranormal fighters. The Zogula family's blood clan team led by Nihlas is the most complete lineup. Among the warriors in Wanji Hall, they were more or less bruised by the disorderly attack of the thunderstorm. Judging from the ratio of casualties on both sides, this is an out-and-out massacre. As a result, whether it was Butland, Nihlas, or even Wen Shijie, all had victorious smiles on their faces.

Only Ye Lingtian had a gloomy face, and his eyes swept over the corpses. He saw the strength of the American supernatural team. With this kind of fighting spirit, they can indeed rule the roost in the western world. One side's performance...

Several military cars drove over from a distance, and the brothers from the Tiansha branch began to clean up the battlefield. The moment the convoy arrived, several Black Hawk helicopters roared from a distance.

Ye Lingtian rushed to Wen Shijie and others who were immersed in the victory and said lightly: "Board the plane!"

At the moment when the height of the Black Hawk helicopter was lowered, all the team members of Operation Liverpool Cold Night quickly boarded the corresponding helicopter according to their respective division of labor. In less than a minute, the roaring Black Hawk roared away, as if it had never been there appeared here.

In the air, flying on a Black Hawk fighter plane at the forefront, Ye Lingtian smoked a cigarette vigorously, glanced at the team leaders of the three forces, saw that they seemed to be still immersed in the joy of victory, and asked in a cold voice: "What do you think?" Are you satisfied with the battle just now?"