My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 411 Facing the strong, still slapping the face
The emergency signal on the ship immediately interrupted the lively atmosphere of the dinner.

Many mercenaries ran onto the deck with their guys, ready to fight.

The sea breeze is biting, and the calm sea is like the calm before the storm.

Five minutes later, the light spots in the distance gradually became clear. The brothers of the Nighthawk Legion were all dumbfounded when they saw the battle in front of them. Even many people with guns secretly swallowed their saliva and chose to wait.

"2 battleships, 1 cruiser, 2 torpedo boats and 2 gunboats, this is already a medium-sized lineup capable of waging a war!"

Katerina used the night vision binoculars to see the situation ahead, and her voice was cold.

They only have one modified freighter. Although it is huge, in terms of combat effectiveness, it is not at the same level as the opponent's firepower output.

They are a legion formed by the people and cannot compete with the government. This is not a difference in strength, but a difference in status.

"We didn't offend the Russian military, why did they launch an attack!" the bearded man said angrily.

Since its establishment, the Nighthawk Legion has never committed any crimes against the people of this territory. On the contrary, it has attacked the local dark forces Tomahawk.

In a sense, they are beneficial to the official, but the other party does not seem to accept this stake.

"Boss, the situation is not good, the chance of winning is almost zero!" the baron said in pain.

An Ye has fought countless battles in his life, but he has never fought against the official army.

To put it bluntly, in the face of advanced firepower equipment, they can only flee in front of the regular army.

"Perhaps, they came here after hearing the news, and maybe they attended the banquet!"

Li Huaifeng smoked quietly, and did not forget to make a joke that made him feel good.

But these words fell in the ears of everyone, but no one could laugh.

"Listen to the people on board, put down their weapons immediately, raise their hands and surrender, we are the Northern Fleet, don't resist fearlessly!"

A clear voice came from a high-power speaker, and a brother who knew Russian immediately translated the words.

"The Northern Fleet is the second largest fleet in China, second only to the Pacific Fleet. They want to annihilate us!"

"Damn, we didn't initiate a war, why would they do it?"

"War never needs a reason!"

Everyone was discussing, and the situation fell into a low point of tension and hesitation.

Ten minutes later, the Northern Fleet approached, and a sharp iron hook was thrown from the cruiser, locking the Sea Eagle firmly.

Several warships lined up in battle formation, blocking all escape directions.

Once the two sides start fighting, all the warriors of the Sea Eagle Legion can only become cannon fodder.

This is a brutal modern war, and personal strength can play very little role.

"All squat down, put your head in your hands, this ship will be officially taken over by our Northern Fleet!"

A major-level officer shouted coldly.

The cruiser got closer, with iron plates between the two ships, and a large number of regular troops landed on the Sea Eagle with advanced weapons.

Seeing this, all the mercenaries retreated one after another, needless to say with their thick eyebrows furrowed, only An Ye and five stood in the front, with their backs straight, standing proudly like green pine trees.

"Didn't you hear what our officer said? Immediately hug your head and squat down, unless you want to taste the bullet."

The two soldiers were full of arrogance and pointed their guns at the five brothers Feng, as if their blood was noble enough to walk sideways, and the others were obedient pariahs.

"Before I get angry, you'd better put the gun away, unless, you want to taste the taste of losing your life."

Brother Feng smiled slightly, smoking and puffing away, not paying attention to the other party at all.

The baron and the monkey had already drawn out two daggers and pressed them against the bodies of the two soldiers.

The sharp cold light was particularly dazzling under the moonlight, and no one would doubt the sharpness of this knife.

"Huaxia people, you are very courageous, but I don't have much patience to play with you. Look at the artillery fire around you. As long as I give an order, you will be blasted to pieces, understand?"

The white major raised his finger to Brother Feng's nose, ten meters away, his dismissive gesture, and the majestic momentum of the audience, so that anyone can clearly feel it.

There are no cowards in the army, let alone the officers of the fighting nation.

Seeing the majesty of the officer, dozens of soldiers around all had expressions on their faces.

On the other hand, all the members of the Sea Eagle Squad looked resentful and resentful.

Dragon thorn is the king in their hearts, they exist like gods, how can they beg for mercy from others?
However, everyone looked around, and powerful firepower weapons were waiting around them. If they were not careful, they would die and turn into ashes.

Even if it is as powerful as a dragon thorn, it will lose its dignity in front of the Northern Fleet, right?

"Blast into meat, um, this is true!"

Brother Feng nodded, and lightly dropped the cigarette butt in his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet twitched wildly, his whole body was like a bullet being fired, and like a rocket ignited into the sky, with afterimages on his body, whirring sound of piercing through the sky, he moved at a strange and unpredictable speed. , rushed towards the opponent in an instant.

Hey, hey, hey.

Two soldiers more than twenty meters away pulled the trigger subconsciously, trying to break Brother Feng's leg.

However, they don't know that there is a speed in this world that is faster than bullets, and that is the speed of wind.

As if they don't know, there is a group of people in this world called: Transcendent, whose body has broken the limit of human cognition, so terrifying.

A swipe.

Brother Feng was like a night ranger, dodging three bullets, rushed to the young major, clasped his neck with his bare hands, and said with a smile: "I will take your head off before I turn into meat, it's true! "

The white major's body froze, with cold sweat pouring out of his forehead, and even his hands were still on his waist, maintaining the movement of drawing his gun.

His reaction is not slow, and his skill is not bad, but Brother Feng's attack and speed are completely beyond his imagination.

How did the opponent rush over?
A distance of ten meters is almost a matter of breathing.

This kind of explosive power, which is faster than tigers, wolves and cheetahs, is something that humans can possess?

"Are you threatening me?" The major clenched his teeth.

"I just want to get the respect I deserve. Besides, I'm curious if you are officers and soldiers? You look more like robbers. Lao Tzu's boat is not in the way of your business. If you say confiscate it, it will be confiscated. What's the reason?"

Brother Feng understands it with reason and moves it with emotion.

"Let us go, Major!"

"Take your hand off immediately!"

"My gun can easily go off, you rude Chinese!"

Swiping, swiping, dozens of guns turned in an instant, all pointing at Brother Feng, trying to crush him violently.

"Look, this is how you treat an unarmed and weak person. When you come up, you yell and kill, and I won't even let you defend yourself?"

Brother Feng shrugged helplessly, his expression was calm and breezy, but the strength in his hand did not decrease but increased.

With a swish, the white officer's 180-jin body was suspended in the air like a chicken, holding him almost out of breath.

All the soldiers who shouted and yelled were dumbfounded.

What kind of power is this?
Pulling out the weeping willow with one hand, and can complain extremely wretchedly, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

You are indeed an unarmed and weak mother, because you can brutally kill people without using a weapon at all.

The atmosphere fell into a tense and weird freezing point for a while.

No one doubted that Brother Feng's hands would be faster than soldiers' bullets. If they dared to shoot, the other party would dare to kill the officer.

The mercenaries on board saw Feng Ge's majestic appearance, neither humble nor overbearing, and how a simple move could turn the atmosphere around, and his heart was surging for a while.

What is king.

What a leader!

If there are still people who have doubts about these two words before.

So at this moment, Brother Feng's courage and heroism dispelled everyone's worries.

A person who is unscrupulous in the face of the powerful navy of the Northern Fleet, what else can disrupt his pace of fighting against Chi Yan.

"Stop it, you must be the dragon thorn, right?"

Suddenly, a majestic shout came from the cruiser.

Turning his head, he saw a general standing in front of him in military uniform with countless badges on his chest.

"I like to talk to polite people, yes, I am Dragon Thorn!" Brother Feng nodded.

"Let me go, today I am not here to fight with you, whoever has the final say here, come on board, my superior has something to tell you!"

The general yelled fiercely, but he didn't show his anger, irritability, and desire to save face on his face.

What a shame!

He is the commander-in-chief of Russia's second largest fleet, the Northern Fleet.

Talking to this group of mud-legged, homeless mercenaries, do you need to be polite?

All the exciting situations that his subordinates appeared on the stage were all inspired by him. However, who would have thought that in the face of the strong coercion of one's own artillery fire, the opponent could turn the situation around in a short period of time, and people could not find the slightest flaw in the face.

Damn it, what did the dragon thorn grow up on?

So powerful!

(End of this chapter)