C918 Remote Precision Strike (1/2)
Running, he kept on running, black uncle was running like a cheetah in the forest, the muscles all over his body were all bulging, the skin on his face was even trembling ferociously.
Not only that, this black uncle also had the potential to become the Shadow King. He cried until he ran like a tiger and howled like the wind and shook the earth. ”I don't want to die …” Ah … ”Save me, who can save me …”
The black uncle ran like Gump on the football field with such perseverance. Amidst the chaotic crowd, he charged left and right, breaking through the defense line of the French Army at the corner in a short while and entered the most chaotic main street.
”You, you, you, you … I'm talking about you, retreat with the refugees … Order! Everyone, maintain order! What the hell are you running for, niggers are cheap! ” The soldiers lashed out twice, causing black uncle to shiver in pain.
”My home has been destroyed, please save my family … All my possessions are gone, wuu! ” black uncle was definitely possessed by the Shadow Emperor, he cried miserably.
”Alright, alright …” Get out of here, if you affect our defenses again, I'll shoot you! ” The sergeant pushed him away. He didn't have time to pay any attention to this wronged nigger. The whole street had been thrown into chaos and order had gone out of control.
black uncle held the flame in his pocket, and looked at the direction of his home with lingering fear. Then, he resolutely squeezed his way through the crowd into a white adobe room.
The Dakar region was a typical arid desert region in Africa. The houses here were all matchboxes made of wood, reed, and mud.
Black people who loved art were born to be an expert at graffiti. All the houses in Dakar were painted with extremely rich colors.
Because the rainfall was not high, these houses were made of flat roofs piled with dried branches, food, and other miscellaneous items. Many of the clothes at home had to be dried here, so it was not a problem for a few people to hide in the trash.
black uncle took a few pieces of soil and fixed the red firework firmly on the roof. After breaking the white wax seal, he turned his head and jumped down, fleeing in the direction of his home.
”Oh my God, my wife and kids were left at home... I'm going to save him! ” In the midst of the roar, he ran down the alley like a wisp of smoke.
Whoosh … Bang! With a muffled sound, a red fireball suddenly bloomed in the sky. The surrounding French Army looked at the fire in the sky in fright as they shouted, ”What is this? Enemy infiltrated... ”Search!”
Before the fireballs in the sky could dissipate, another swish could be heard, and a second fireball exploded in midair, followed by a third.
The Zhiyuan Warship clearly saw the three firecrackers rising into the air. Before the battle, they had already arranged for the firecrackers to go off, the orange one indicated that they could not be shot, and the bright red indicated that the target could be targeted.
Xiang Ying shouted, ”Main cannons automatically search for targets, fire three times in a row!”
”Target is Dakar Street... Direction 2: 50... Up to 30 degrees... ”Triple shot …” Excited shouts came from the Zhiyuan Warship.
Boom … Boom … Boom … The explosion from the main cannon was deafening. As the cannons flew through the air, they made a sound as if three engines were charging towards them.
The French and refugees on the main street were unaware of the approach of death. The chaotic soldiers were still searching for the source of the fireworks.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The huge blast wave covered the entire street, and the soldiers in the center of the explosion became ashes in the air without even having the slightest consciousness. There was not even a trace of their bones left after being vaporized.