The killing system in my brain

Chapter 597 My Ancestor Was Sparta
Although Ziyuan said it lightly, Cui Jian could clearly feel how desperate the situation was for the mortals who had no ability to resist.

Cui Jian couldn't help asking, "What happens next?"

Zi Yuan glanced at him and replied.

"A beam of sword light spreading thousands of miles came from the west and pushed everything across. Wherever it passed, the boats were destroyed, and no one was spared. Since then, everything in the sky has been empty."

Cui Jian's expression was shocked, "Who is the owner of that sword light?"

Ziyuan shook her head slightly, "I don't know, it seems to have popped up suddenly, there is no such person in the world... This is already a trick of the gods."

She paused, "Ten years later, what we may face is the attack of the empty boat that blocks the sky, and we don't know what the situation will be like after 1000 years."

Hearing Zi Yuan's low voice, Cui Jian was silent for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth, "This time, there is no so-called blessing of gods and gods, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky will not show up, so we can only rely on ourselves."

"On their own……"

Ziyuan chewed for a while, and stared at Cui Jian with a hint of coolness in her eyes.

Cui Jian took a step back calmly, "What do you think?"

Ziyuan: "Yes, as long as you find me a place to reopen the Yujian Pavilion sect, I will teach you the method of absorbing the power of all things."

Cui Jian nodded happily, "Okay."

He made a decisive decision and was about to go back, but seeing that Zi Yuan was indifferent, and had no intention of leaving at all, he couldn't help asking, "Is there anything else?"

Ziyuan said seriously: "I want to try to open the Divine Nine Cauldrons formation, and I need your help."

Cui Jian raised his eyebrows, and when he heard the system's selection voice in his mind, he agreed without hesitation, "Okay!"

Seeing that Cui Jian agreed without hesitation, Zi Yuan changed her mind about Cui Jian.

She nodded, "Okay, follow me to the other eight places in Huaxia, and try to activate Jiuding."

Cui Jian nodded slightly, "Just show me the way."

After that, he turned his head and said, "Prime Minister, I need to carry your plane."

Prime Minister: "It is expected to arrive in 2 minutes."

Two minutes later, under Ziyuan's daze, a heavy transport plane fell straight down from the sky, and the four huge propellers steadily maintained the huge body of the transport plane in midair.

Seeing the opening of the transport cabin door, Cui Jian waved to the stunned Zi Yuan.

"Let's go quickly, it's better to end as soon as possible."

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In the Syrian area, Hancock was carrying a heavy machine gun, and the muzzle of the gun was constantly spraying out amazing flames, so that the opponent didn't even dare to show his head. The heavy machine gun seemed to have no recoil in his hand, and it was very easy to shoot wherever he pointed. Incomparably, at the same time, he yelled: "Ackleberg, let me raise my head and shoot! Damn it, what is this name? I'm so confused!"

"First... sir, all Greek names are like this." Ackleberg, who was yelled at by Hancock, shot his head forward and shot wildly.

Feeling a sudden scorching breath passing by his ears, Hancock shrank his head, turned his head to see the guns in Ackleberg's hands firing randomly, and couldn't help being furious. He quickly ran to Beside Akliberg, a slap like a palm fan slapped the helmet on the back of his head hard, making Akliberg a little dizzy.

Hancock grabbed his neckline and roared: "Boy, we didn't give you the best equipment to attack your teammates. Damn it... I can definitely send you to a military court for intentionally hurting your teammates!"

Ackleberg was shocked, "Sir, I'm sorry!"

Hancock continued to growl, "Don't say sorry to me, if you want to make it up to me, cover me well and kill me a few more rebels! Damn, if you weren't a Spartan reserve, I really I want to kill you, a damn rookie, with one shot!"

There was a hint of helplessness in Hancock’s tone when he said this. To be honest, he was stunned for a long time when 404 notified them to become an official official establishment.

However, he didn't think too much about it. After all, such an official identity is really a bit of a bad name. The capital of 'Johanna' is full of people from their 404 company. At this time, Hancock is facing the roaring artillery fire. Not only did he not have the slightest fear in his heart, but he just thought that he enjoyed this moment very much. At the beginning, it was because his body was mutilated in the flames of war. Now that he was reborn from the ashes, he was quite satisfied to be able to enter the battlefield again. The most important thing is , The resources he enjoys now are far from what he could match in those days when he was a mercenary.

Whatever you want!

Hearing Hancock's roar, Ackleberg quickly stroked his helmet, "Sir, I am of Greek descent. I heard that my ancestor was a Spartan warrior thousands of years ago!"

Hancock roared, "I've never seen such a cowardly Spartan!"

At this time, Akliberg had already stabilized his nervousness when he first entered the battlefield, and quickly emerged from the bunker with half his head to set up his rifle, but kept firing.

"Boy, if you shoot me another bullet in the direction of your teammates, I'll put a pistol in your ass!"

Hancock muttered casually. Seeing the good tactical qualities displayed through long-term training, he couldn't help nodding secretly. To be honest, this 3000-man army can be said to be the most elite 3000 in the Australian army... But the short man It's the only way to be taller.

It is not easy to gather these 3000 people in a place like Australia, which does not shit.

Thinking of this, Hancock feels helpless. He is also looking forward to the follow-up of the 404 Company's Spartan Youth Project. He has systematically received military training since he was a child and has all-round development. When he becomes an adult, he will definitely be called Killing machines or super elite fighters among humans.

Seeing the dozens of people he led were hit by bullets from time to time, and then got up to continue fighting as if nothing had happened, Hancock felt very emotional. The equipment of these soldiers cost at least 20 Australian dollars.

Damn RMB fighters!
While commanding loudly, Hancock scolded some soldiers who were trembling nervously because they had just entered the battlefield, and even smelled a little urine.

These guys are even worse than when he first entered the battlefield.

When Hancock was about to find the guy who peed his pants, his eyes narrowed slightly, like an eagle's gaze, and he stared straight ahead.

Immediately, he looked serious, and pressed the headset: "The young eagle team called the command center and found the Russian reformer."

(End of this chapter)