I'm not a dark ultra warrior

During the long period of time, the people had enough time to complete the asylum.

During this period of time, XIG's Hercules team has also begun to deploy ground combat.

The air team is used to fighting with fighter planes, and they are not familiar with firearms. Not only may they not be able to produce the intended effect, but it is undoubtedly a waste of talent to send excellent fighter pilots to fight on the ground.

Maybe there will be some turning point in the future, allowing fighter jets to join the battlefield.

When the air team was unable to continue fighting, the only line of defense was the Hercules team.

No support, no comrades in arms, this is only the line of defense of the Bison.

Looking at the strange team that was excitedly holding up strange weapons and escorting the people covered in black mist, Yoshida Satoru and the others did not try to stop them.

The group of traitors from the Root Destroyed Invitation Body Worship Organization thought that the so-called Overlord was also a subordinate of the Root Destruction Invitation Body.

Seeing the terrifying power that invaded the entire sky at that moment, they trembled with excitement.

The red glow at dusk was like a flame, and in the crimson setting sun, a huge black figure gradually reappeared.

The KCB warrior trio also started live recording.

"Great Overlord, all the extremely dark souls are already here!" The leader of the Shattered Body Worship Organization shouted loudly.

This opportunity to directly communicate with life outside the universe made his face flush, as if his soul had been sublimated.

The huge figure looked at the performance on the ground like a clown, and did not reply for a long time.

As time passed, his raised hands were slowly lowered, and a little cold sweat dripped from his temples.

"Unfortunately, these have not even reached half of the total number of people." Overlord's voice did not fluctuate.

"How is it possible, all the guys from the black mist in the shelter have been brought here!" He replied loudly, and then his eyes widened.

He knew something was wrong.

Not all of them made it to the mass shelters!

The huge black figure waved his hand lightly, and a black light bullet quickly zoomed in in sight. Their huge size dispelled their desire to escape.

"Wait! Overlord! We can put"

Before he could finish his words, the pitch-black light bullet fell down.

There was no explosion, and without a sound, the darkness swallowed everything it touched. When the pitch-black light bullet dissipated, only a huge pothole was left in place.

"For fooling me, this is your punishment."

"Welcome to the shattering of the planet, and die in a moment without pain. This is the last mercy I give you." The pitch-black figure turned slightly, as if to leave the earth.

The negotiation failed, and the opponent was undefended. The Hercules team seized the opportunity and immediately launched an attack.

The muzzles fired alternately and continuously, and the shells exploded in a relatively distant place before they touched the black figure.

The shock wave and flames of the explosion rolled around.

"Captain! All invalid!"

"Don't stop the attack!" Yoshida Satoru's loud roar was louder than the explosion.

As soon as the voice fell, a pitch-black light bullet landed on the Bison.

The car body shook violently, and the gauges in the car exploded, causing electric sparks to fly everywhere. Yoshida Satoru watched the engine stall.

"The external weapons have all been destroyed, and the communication system has also been destroyed. It will take a while for the Bison engine to restart." Sweat had already wet Zhimo's clothes, and he checked the equipment profusely, and quickly report.

Yoshida Satoru gently closed his eyes, then opened them suddenly, "Kuwahara, Shima, go to hell with me!"

Having been together day and night for countless years, they have long been used to Yoshida Satoru, and the two of them immediately understood his thoughts.

"Maybe we are not necessarily going to hell." Zhimo grinned, and his round and strong body grabbed the six-barreled cannon and RPG in the car.

Keeping fit, let him grasp it with each hand, and his whole body is full of the breath of a madman.

"Maybe it's heaven!" Zhimo picked up the sniper gun.

Yoshida Satoru also smiled happily, "Yes, it must be heaven!"

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！”野牛号的大门突然的被打开，三个莽夫从车内冲了出来。

The fearless eyes, the high fighting spirit, the whirling six-wheeled artillery and the continuous firing of shells are the proof of their fearlessness.

The weak and insignificant counterattack showed courage that was brighter and more dazzling than gold.

Between heaven and earth, only three people were left to cover the roar of the shells.

Akio Ishimuro stared blankly at the Hercules team on the screen, all words stuck in his throat.

"Yoshida-san, Shima-san, Kuwabara-san." Gao Shan Womeng looked at the three of them, turned his head abruptly, and ran towards the command room.

"My dream!" Katsumi Kazuo was about to go after her, but was stopped by Staff Officer Chiba.

"Let him be alone for a while." Staff Officer Qianye said in a deep voice, his eyes were slightly crystal clear, and his usual calmness completely disappeared.

I thought that the careful light bullets had caused the Bison to be scrapped, and the three of them should have withdrawn from the battlefield, but the reckless behavior of the Hercules team broke Zhou Hong's original plan.

But in an instant he thought of a new way. Facing the three of them who were about to die, Josta's blood-colored eyes glowed even brighter.

"Not bad!"

"Resistance is weak, but I recognize your courage."

"Become my subordinate."

The only response to him was the staggered roar of machine guns, and the determination to die.

"If so."

"Then give you the respect of warriors and give you honor."

The jet-black figure raised his hand, and a small jet-black spot of light slowly floated from between his fingers.

Like a black hole, the black light spot continuously absorbs the rising black mist, and rapidly enlarges from the size of a soybean.

Feeling the rapid approach of a ray of light, Josta's fingers wobbled a little downward.

The pitch-black light bullets suddenly fell down at an extremely fast speed.

The six-barreled cannon was still firing continuously, but it was completely swallowed by the pitch-black light bullets.

The sound of "Kaka" reminded Zhimo that all the bullets had been exhausted, but the black light bullet in front of him was still falling.

The marquee of life has begun to play.

Suddenly a crimson radiance crashed to the ground, and the blasted dust Zhihong, filled with hopeful radiance, formed a colorful barrier of brilliance.

The roar and shock wave of the explosion were all blocked by the tall red giant.

"Gaia!!!" The three shouted the names of Ultra fighters loudly.