Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

"Up!" Yudan roared and rushed out.

In the distance of the battlefield, the last fire tornado was gradually extinguishing.

"We're on board too!" Rong Hubiao shouted, and then drove Qingtian towards the fourth generation species.

In this endless storm, the two super tanks rushed towards the huge beast like warriors trapped in battle.

Qingtian's horsepower was fully activated, relying on its large tonnage to withstand three tornadoes.

No matter how strong the suction power of the three tornadoes is, the blade without the alien crow is just an itch for Qingtian.

"Come on——————" Rong Hubiao roared and drove through the blockade of three tornadoes and rushed to the feet of the fourth generation.

"boom------------"

A huge explosion sounded, and the earth shook again.

Powerful shock waves surged in all directions, and the fourth generation let out a wail and fell to his knees on the ground.

The closer you are to the center of the earth's shaking, the higher the damage you receive.

The fourth generation species was attacked at this distance, and the bones in its legs were almost completely shattered.

"Zhuang Yuan!" Rong Hubiao shouted. "Right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white laser was positioned on the huge head of the fourth generation species.

"Roar------------"

The fourth generation species let out a mournful roar. It had seen its team members wiped out by lasers, and it already knew what it was.

After being targeted by the death ray, it let out bursts of screams and used all its power to repair its legs.

It wants to regain its ability to move before the laser charge is completed.

But contrary to expectations, it is no longer itself that determines its life.

"Giant gun tank!" Rong Hubiao pressed the teleport button.

20 giant artillery tanks instantly appeared at the feet of the fourth generation species.

"boom-----------"

The roar of countless artillery fires sounded, and the fourth generation species let out violent screams.

"Take it back!"

Rong Hubiao rushed to recover them all before the chariot was blown away by the storm.

Under normal circumstances, the damage caused by 20 giant artillery tanks to the fourth generation species is almost negligible.

But at this most critical moment, their firepower became the last straw for Yasi Mule.

The struggling fourth generation failed to regain mobility at the last moment.

"boom------------"

The beam energy laser was successfully launched, and divine punishment came.

Magnificent fire flashed, and the giant heads of the fourth generation were reduced to ashes.

The tornado suddenly stopped and the storm disappeared instantly.

This beam energy laser shot plunged the world into the realm of silence.

Everything is silent.

“Bang——————————”

The huge body of the fourth generation fell, bringing an end to this crazy battle.

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There was silence in the video conference room.

They no longer know what expressions and moods to use to face such a situation.

They also don't have the extra brain capacity to question what those tanks are and where they came from.

The amount of information tonight was too much and their brains needed a break.

As soon as the thunderstorm laser fired, a violent white light shot out from the screen, which was so dazzling that even people outside the screen felt dazzled.

"I go----"

A certain leader was so frightened that he vibrated. His words also summed up the attitude of all the leaders watching the live broadcast.

Looking at the extremely cool skills on the screen, the leaders all became paralyzed.

It's not that I'm not shocked, it's that I'm numb with shock.

Why does such a terrifying thing exist in this world?

For a moment, they couldn't tell which side was the Psalm Organization!

Too scary, too scary!

"Sheng, those people from the Psalm Organization, are they going to escape?"

Suddenly a leader asked a question, and everyone's attention was drawn to it.

"Really!" one person exclaimed. "They seem to be preparing to withdraw!"

"We won? We won!"

"We won, we won! Hahahahaha"

Seeing the retreat of the Psalm Organization, the shocked leaders realized that the battle seemed to have been won.

And it’s not a tragic victory like Baosteel Group’s last time, but a complete victory!

"Run! Run! Let's see if you dare to come next time!"

"Ah! That's not right, why is a chariot charging up?" Another leader shouted.

During the surveillance, a golden chariot was rushing towards the group of members of the Chant Organization who were preparing to evacuate from the flank.

"No! Just let them go. What if we continue to fight?"

"When dogs are anxious, they will jump over the wall. Who knows if they have any trump cards!"

"Don't chase after poor bandits."

The leaders' hearts were already in their throats as they looked at the chariot rushing towards the Psalm Organization.

Although they were defeated head-on, they were the Chant Organization, and their methods were strange and unpredictable.

If you rush forward like this

"How could it be possible? How could it be possible?" No. 5's hands kept shaking. She couldn't accept the scene in front of her!

Three third-generation species were all wiped out in such a short period of time?

The alien species she had carefully cultivated died in such humiliation!

Unforgivable! Unforgivable!

No. 5 squatted down suddenly, trying to squeeze out the last of his powers.

Just as she was about to continue calling, a hand grabbed her.

"It's useless! With the remaining powers of the three of you, you can only summon a third-generation species at most."

Number 4, who was sitting behind the three of them to rest, stood up.

"The third generation species is completely vulnerable to those tanks."

"Then what to do!" No. 5 said angrily.

"Retreat first and wait for No. 3 to arrive." No. 4 said slowly.

"Then we lost again, how could the Anthem organization lose twice in a row in Haicheng!

"If we continue to fight, we will be no different from those imbeciles who only care about dying."

"Are you an imbecile?" No. 4 glanced at No. 5 with cold eyes.

"I" No. 5's words were stuck in his throat. "I'm not."

She lowered her head and gave up her last struggle.

What No. 4 said is absolutely correct. The level of those tanks is clearly powerful to the naked eye.

It's definitely not something they can win if they try their best to squeeze out another alien species.

"Retreat, I will synchronize the information to No. 3."

"Yes!" No. 7 and No. 8 took back the magic circle and stood up.

Number 5 finally activated his power and summoned four alien wolves from the magic circle.

"Let's go." She said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar of engines rolled from the forest on the flanks!