here.
There was no sound, no light, and no wind...
It was as if I had entered a primordial black hole, where time suddenly stopped.
Absolute stillness.
Lernado's thoughts were forever frozen in the previous second.
His vital signs disappeared instantly, and he died suddenly in the cold tank compartment along with his comrade Alex.
A 56-ton Leclerc main battle tank floated silently in Lin Dong's system space.
Streets at night.
Lin Dong took away the tank that was running the fastest, curled his lip, and sneered, "You're asking for it!"
He moved again.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded on the northern battlefield of District 13:
The Leclerc tank group, which had been rumbling and spewing black smoke as it advanced just moments before, disappeared one by one.
It's as if they were erased by God with an eraser in just a minute or two...
It's not over yet.
No sooner had the tank group disappeared than the same tragedy befell the armored vehicle convoy that followed.
Faced with Lin Dong's abnormal shielding invisibility + super-fast teleportation + spatial superpowers.
The fate of this chariot was without any suspense.
Lin Dong took all 120 infantry fighting vehicles, along with the more than 600 elite soldiers of the armored brigade on board, into his spatial storage.
In the unique environment of space, weapons and supplies can survive indefinitely, but human lives will only become corpses.
Immediately afterwards.
Two kilometers away in a small square, at a 105mm howitzer position where shells were being loaded, a series of exclamations rang out.
Under the watchful eyes of more than 100 people.
The 24 LG1 105mm howitzers, along with the nearby ammunition boxes, vanished in the blink of an eye.
The recent legend about ghosts and demons suddenly flashed into the artillerymen's minds...
"Oh my god, what have we seen? Have we seen a ghost?"
"It's him, it must be him! It's that devil named Lin Dong!"
"Run!"
"Everyone, run!"
......
Unfortunately, it was too late.
"Da da da... da da da..."
The terrifying sound of heavy machine gun fire rang out, and people collapsed in droves.
In the blink of an eye, the cruel and merciless large-caliber bullets tore apart the bodies of more than a hundred soldiers.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Lin Dong had no intention of letting any of these enemies who appeared on the battlefield escape.
The gunfire ceased, but the smoke still lingered.
Lin Dong put away the Gatling gun in his hand.
The heavy Gatling gun felt lighter than a feather in his hands.
He looked back at the night sky over District 13 and murmured:
"We've taken care of the things on the ground; as for the things that fly, you'll have to rely on yourselves."
The hands of my Rolex watch on my wrist had just passed five minutes.
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