The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced

Douglas MacArthur was an orphan who later joined the Navy SEALs. He changed his name because he admired MacArthur, and even his clothes and clothes were deliberately imitated.

Before Baiwu appeared, he was famous in the army for his powerful fighting skills. Under unlimited rules, many top boxing champions could not beat him. He was proficient in killing skills and was truly the world's top fighting master. He was famous among the army. , and also staged famous scenes of individual soldiers raiding and beheading generals in several multinational joint dramas. He became famous in the global military circles and was nicknamed Five-Star General.

After the White Mist appeared, Douglas was selected to the Yellowstone Park Special Operations Base in the United States. His physical functions were greatly strengthened. He was also injected with Superman serum and learned the Six Aperture Kung Fu. His strength became even more tyrannical and he could be said to be invincible in defeating all American opponents.

I don't know how much stronger it is than Duke and Adam.

"Valkyrie, a killing machine from the Siberian training camp. I heard that your nickname is Polar Bear?" Douglas exhaled a puff of smoke. In the dark night, he didn't even take off the big toad mirror on his face. He moved in a swagger, as if he wasn't the one at all. As if he were in the middle of the battlefield but in his own living room, he did not take any precautions and said with disdain: "This time in Kusai, I have always wanted to meet the masters from various countries. Unfortunately, I have no chance to fight. Today is the right time. meeting."

"How about it?"

"How about we two fight one on one?"

"As long as you can withstand ten punches from me, then this black slave will be given to you."

When he spoke, his eyes were raised above his head, his tone was contemptuous, his expression was proud, and he gently crushed Odebiao's body with his feet, not taking Valkyrie seriously at all.

After hearing this, a man following him holding a long sword and dressed as a Japanese samurai suddenly suggested: "Mr. Douglas, the identity of this black slave is very important, should you think about it again?"

"Do you have any opinions?"

A mouthful of thick smoke puffed on Oda Ichiro's face, Douglas's eyes were condescending and his tone was mocking.

"No, no."

Oda Ichiro immediately lowered his head and did not dare to say another word.

Valkyrie on the opposite side felt a majestic anger surge in his heart at this moment.

He is also a Russian boxing master, proficient in various fighting techniques, equally talented and powerful, and is one of the best in the Russian army, earning a reputation as a polar bear.

He considers himself to be unstoppable in the field of hand-to-hand combat and has few opponents.

However, he never expected that Douglas would be so contemptuous tonight, which made him furious.

"Then let's do ten punches!"

Valkyrie took a deep breath, and actually took off the tactical jacket on his upper body, throwing away everything that might affect his actions, and stood up in the most relaxed posture.

"Your courage is commendable!"

"Then I'll satisfy you."

Douglas chuckled softly, kicked Odebiao to the side with force, jumped on the spot twice, twisted his thick and majestic neck, stretched out his ten fingers, made a cracking sound, and tilted his head slightly.

"Watch the person carefully and wait for me for three seconds!"

The next moment.

Douglas rushed forward, and there was a violent explosion on the spot. His figure was like a cannon being ejected from the barrel, and he raised his fist and punched it out.

"Come!"

puff!

The punch was so fast that it even left an afterimage.

Faced with such an explosive punch, Valkyrie couldn't react at all.

Before the war started, he thought he had made all preparations, but now he didn't even have time to react. As soon as his feet moved or his hands lifted, he felt severe pain in his chest, and his blood even surged to a height of three feet.

Die, die, die!

The brain keeps sending death signals!

Valkyrie tried his best to wave his fists, but his vision became extremely blurred, his body muscles were torn, and his ribs were directly punched through. The strength he was proud of in the past was completely withdrawn, and finally he finally touched the corner of Douglas's sleeve. .

"What a polar bear, as fragile as a chicken."

"What a waste!"

After shaking off the blood on his hands and looking at Valkyrie lying limply on the ground without making any sound, Douglas sneered: "You can't withstand even one punch. I really look down on you. I don't know where you get your confidence from!"

"A waste of time."

After the punch, he didn't even loosen the cigarette holder from his mouth.

At this time, I took a gentle breath, and a little orange light shone in the dark night.

On the battlefield, I don't know when I could no longer hear any gunshots. In the dark night, there were only the constant sounds of cold weapons clashing, the muffled sound of fists hitting, and the miserable cries of people lying on the ground.

And as he killed Valkyrie with one punch, all the sounds disappeared at this moment.

The figures that had been fighting bloody battles just now actually stopped at this moment. They seemed to have reached an agreement with each other and slowly gathered into an encirclement.

"how?"

"Aren't you trash guys going to fight?"

Douglas looked around, and saw that the dozens of figures still alive at the scene had all reached an agreement at this moment, and were ready to work together to eliminate the Americans first.

"That's fine."

"I won't fight if I don't want to. I wanted to save some energy."

"Now it seems that it doesn't matter if we waste a little time."

Put away the pipe, take off the toad mirror, and straighten the brim of the hat.

Douglas flicked his wrist, took several steps with his feet, and rushed dozens of meters away. Faced with being surrounded by experts from all over the world, he actually took the lead in launching an attack.

"Follow me!"

A few hundred meters away from the battlefield.

"The Americans are surrounded." Charlie's huge body lay motionless on the ground, his voice anxious: "Mr. John, when will we take action?"

"There's no rush yet."

John held the night vision binoculars in his hand and kept searching the battlefield.

Unfortunately, the wilderness is overgrown with weeds and bushes, and there are obstacles everywhere, making it difficult to see clearly.

On the contrary, in the middle of the battlefield, Douglas seemed to be a tiger among the sheep, one against ten, no one was his opponent at all, and he was all punched one by one.

Under his leadership.

Facing the alliance of experts from all over the world, the three camps of the United States, Japan, and South Korea did not fall behind at all, and were even gradually gaining an advantage.

Seeing that the outcome was about to be decided, some people even started to run away.

Seeing this, Charlie urged even more: "Aren't you in a hurry?"

"If you wait any longer, the fight will be over!"

"Mr. John, Douglas is too powerful. All countries will lose if they join forces. If we don't come to help, then one-on-one will not be our opponent at all, and we won't be able to get it back!"

"I know."

John held Charlie down forcefully and spoke solemnly.

"Douglas is arrogant and arrogant, but his strength is indeed great. We are definitely no match for him."

"But no matter how powerful he is, he is still made of flesh and blood, and is nothing compared to modern weapons."

They had been hiding to avoid fighting. At this time, they had enough ammunition and fierce firepower.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Charlie said in a hurry, clenching the firearm in his hand: "Rush up now and kill everyone directly, then we will win!"

"Wait a little longer."

John's eyes were as bright as a torch, constantly observing every detail of the battlefield.

“Where on earth are the Chinese?”