Limit Breaker

The American military in Baghdad was a perfect match for the word "five minutes before it opened."

No, not to be exact, but the aftermath is also crazy for soldiers who are good at reading the atmosphere of the site, showing symptoms close to panic who know that they have been assisted by X-Force.

"Oh my god…."

Even General Carl, who had been stirring up a solemn atmosphere so far, could not keep his mouth shut about the horror in front of him.

Commander Macken also lost his words at the sight of the dead.

All of the talented people coming out of X-Force as reinforcements were cold corpses, and especially Kivan, who had his arms cut off and died with a grumpy look on his face, had to make a look like he saw a nuclear bomb fall on his head.

"Brave Warrior... dead..."

It's only been a day. It's been less than an hour since I arrived in Iraq to briefly decompress, and this catastrophe has happened.

Moreover, the soldier who supported him in the rear during the fight (who died soon after) reported on the mystery woman who gave the order to the beast, so the matter was still chaotic.

However, Carl, who first came to his senses, opened his mouth to the officers, thinking that the more time like this the commander should capture his mind.

"Once their identity is unknown to the soldiers, be sure to be thorough."

"Yes."

Carl nods at the voices of the small and heavy officers.

"And we have to tell this to our home countries. This land is beyond our common sense... Ugh!?"

At that time, Carl's expression distorted.

'This sensation……!'

After rolling on the battlefield for a long time, General Carl went up to the position of Warden with no connections, feeling a malice like a huge natural disaster that humans had felt before.

"Warden Carl?"

Carl jumps out of the morgue, ignoring Commander McKen's questionable voice.

'The atmosphere has changed! And this atmosphere...!'

It was a bit cluttered, but it was no different than usual, but for General Carl, who rolled in the battlefield, he could sense that the atmosphere of the storm before the storm was enveloping the place. It's the worst feeling I've ever felt.

"Maximize your perimeter level! No objections! Move now!"

He didn't have much time to explain to the officers following him, so he had to be forced to give orders, and the officers, including Commander McKen, were about to scatter to a place where he could take a radio because his face was so urgent.

Boom! Curr!

Aaahhhh!

At that time, the screams of the soldiers resound with a massive explosion in the western direction of the base.

Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata, Tata.

Subsequently, a gunshot was sounded, thought to be a response from soldiers, and more than 40,000 civilians (including civilians) were brought to the attention of Baghdad American base.

"Hehe!"

Director Carl ran toward the nearby high watchtower, who decided that only he could see the situation firsthand. Commander McKen ordered the officers to lead the soldiers and followed behind him.

And what General Carl and Commander McKen saw in the Watchtower...

Kwaang! Kwaang --!

With an enormous noise, the chariot appeared to be heavier at first glance, flying higher than a high watchtower, circling in the air a few times and then falling again.

"What the... is that...?"

Commander McCain couldn't accept the horror in front of him at once.

The evil mask, wearing dark red power suits, ignores the bullets flying to him and swiftly swings lightly as the soldiers around him are cut off by his sword.

Kwak-bam!

At that time, a group of soldiers, determined to be unable to hit with their rifles, brought the Bazooka in and legally swept him into an explosion, but a large amount of blood gushed out of the flames and black smoke, tearing the soldiers who attacked him with their bare hands (not really depicting).

Chuckle! Chuckle! Chuckle!

When the surrounding enemies were roughly eliminated, the top of the backpack attached to the back of the power suit was opened, and numerous missiles hit areas where there were dense buildings such as soldiers' barracks, warehouses, and restaurants.

Kukwakwakwakwakwakwakwabam--!!

* Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh *

"Grrrgh!"

As Carl spread widely, he groaned over the wind pressure and explosions that erupted over a quarter of the base, but was unable to catch sight of the dark-red power suit's enemies.

Brace yourselves!

He removes the backpack, making sure the missiles are all used up. He grabs two cannons of the chariot, each of which he left unattended without attacking, and flies towards the soldiers rushing out of the bombing area for defense.

Boom!

He lowered the two chariots toward the soldiers as if they were using a diversion, or he started making them into blood cakes by swinging them lightly. When the soldiers took cover and fired at them inside the building, he knocked down the building onto the chariot and knocked it down, and when he made a cover with a sandbag or something solid, he swung the chariot around and blew the shields away all at once.

It looks like…….

Whirlwind...

"Grand… arc……."

Yes. Fear of the inevitable natural disaster from the Grand Arc.

The same sensation I felt at the time was felt by the enemy wearing those dark red power suits, and Carl trembled without his knowledge.

At the same time, Edgar Lee, who is now dead, remembers what the Negotiator said later.

Knowing the fear of the Grand Arc firsthand, Carl could not have imagined that there would be such a class of 10 physical enhancers, so he could only be certain of the existence of a 'villain several times more dangerous' than the Grand Arc, as Ed Lee said.

Obviously, if that guy in front of you is right, if he is right, if he is right, if he's right, if he's right, if he's right, if he's right, if he's right, if he's right, if he's right, if he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's right, and he's over the Grand Arc.

The Grand Arc knew his ambition to conquer the world would not be solved by invading foreign lands with force and claiming that "this is my land now."

Isn't that why you're trying to console your citizens by adopting different policies?

However, it has the same capabilities as the Grand Arc, but has a completely different personality.

Unlike the Grand Arc, which makes it difficult to buy citizens' fears and repulsions by committing more evils than necessary to conquer the world, the clean slaughter amuses and kills people for fun, not caring about the eyes of other forces or civilians.

A Grade 10 physical enhancer seeking world conquest with political context in mind, a Grade 10 physical enhancer who massacred completely, regardless of political and diplomatic issues, for his own pleasure.

At this point, even a fool will know who's scarier.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Ugh!"

At that time, Carl, who escaped his memory by swinging a chariot of the supposedly dark red power suit and knocking down the building that the soldiers were shooting at, picked up the radio set on the watchtower, beating the guards in the tower trembling with fear.

"This is General Carl, commander of Baghdad Outpost! Don't fight them all! Spread out and fall back! He is a monster we cannot defeat with our own power! Don't worry about the ranks. Spread out and survive! I'm telling you again!"

If your instincts tell you that the enemies of the Dark Red Power Suits are on par with the Grand Arc, destroying a base like this is only a matter of time.

While Carl was giving orders to the surviving officers over the radio, Commander McKen was stunned when what had really happened came true.

Ed was right. Cleanup had to be killed on that hijacked plane.

Instead of sending a helicopter out to flank a few missiles, every missile in the base has to be launched and destroyed with enough firepower to atomic degradation.

'Ed... you've been catching up to the villains who are deceiving the world…….'

China and South Korea should have listened to Ed Lee. Their unthinkable response left the villain with a certain probability of being dealt with beforehand.

Edd only knew of Qiu's cruelty, but he didn't put much strength into his argument because he didn't know how strong he was.

Boom, boom, boom!

When the two chariots were scattered all over the place by the order of General Knife, who was wielding them barefully and beating the soldiers with blood, and fearing that they would not be able to hit them at all, he threw them out and used a booster to fly into the air.

Pizza! Pizza! Piracy!

Boom, boom! Boom!

When the flying clearance aimed at the palm of the hand to see the entire base, the plasma cannon exploded from all sides and began to scatter and deal with the fleeing soldiers.

"What the hell is that...! What the hell?!"

Carl was as frightened as he was by the power suit, which gave him a class 10 body reinforcement boost and slaughtered soldiers using plasma weapons he hadn't even developed in the United States.

I'm appalled by the power of a Grade 10 enhancement, and I've never seen a weapon like that in my suit before!? Oh, my God! Who created this monster?

Pichung!

"!!"

At that time, Chiu's plasma cannon flew into the watchtower with Warden Carl and Commander McKen, and the two closed their eyes for a brief act of ridicule at the sight of death.

Kuquang!

Carl, Commander McKen, and the two frightened soldiers disappeared without even a body, and in less than five minutes, they wiped out the remaining deserted troops who had wiped out the vast Baghdad base of more than 40,000 people.

"Hehehehe... heheheheheheheheheheheheheheh-heh!!"

The enormous evil that had no reason to endure, the enormous American base that had been swept away, had endured, looking down upon its own destruction (?) I blew up the photon studio that solved everything.

Swook-

He demolished a Baghdad American base and teleported to a battleship using the power of a controller. The citizens of Baghdad, who were watching from afar, feared and instinctively anticipated that strange things would happen.

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I'm sleepy.

I'll put it up and go to sleep.

My brother broke my belly early in the morning with a sharp middle-kick. I don't know, I don't remember, but I don't know, so I paid back what I got.

I wrote it in a sleepy situation, so the typos might be frustrating. I'll get up and fix it. Leave a ripple.