Lin Feng was planning to ask Balen about the route to the center of the earth.
The siren exploded over Dragon Suppressing Platform.
Chu Tianxing The hearts of several people who had just been relieved are now high again.
Chen Guoliang ran all the way from a distance. He tripped on a piece of gravel and almost fell to his death. He didn't bother to dust it off and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Mr. Chu! Mr. Duan! Something happened! Those sons of bitches in the West are backstabbing!"
Duan Hongyuan's old face sank. "Skyhorn Clan were beaten back. Why are they backstabbing?"
The screen lights up.
The screen is the highest level live broadcast room of Martial Arts Forum in the world, and the number of people online has exceeded 3 billion.
In the center of the screen, the spokesperson of Western United Council is talking.
"Citizens around the world, just half an hour ago, we witnessed what happened to the Dragon Kingdom East Sea through high-orbit spy satellites."
"We express our deep condolences for the tragic casualties suffered by the people of the Dragon Kingdom. But at the same time, we also saw an interstellar battleship that can change the destiny of all mankind!"
The speaker pressed his hands on the podium and spoke righteously.
"Interstellar technology is the common wealth of all mankind and must not be monopolized by any one country!"
"Especially the current Dragon Kingdom. Their defense line has completely collapsed. Martial Artist has suffered all casualties. They have no ability to protect such a high-standard starry sky weapon!"
"In order to prevent the battleship from falling into the hands of people with ulterior motives, Western United Council unanimously passed the resolution: From now on, we will officially take over control of the interstellar battleship!"
Chen Guoliang was trembling with anger on the side. "Fucking fart! They haven't even touched the fur of a foreign race, how dare they say they are taking over?"
The live broadcast screen changed.
Cut directly to the real-time sea area of the Dragon Kingdom East Sea.
Three aircraft carrier battle groups, riding the wind and waves, are crossing the territorial waters of the Dragon Kingdom in a mighty manner.
Hundreds of destroyers and frigates lined up on both sides, their gun muzzles all removed from their gun jackets, pointing directly at East Sea Defense Line, which had been turned into ruins.
There are no fighter jets parked on the wide deck of the aircraft carrier.
Standing were rows of Western Martial Artist wearing silver full body armor.
There is a cross emblem engraved on the chest, and a broadsword is held in his hand.
"It's Western Holy Knights."
Duan Hongyuan gritted his teeth and recognized the group of people.
The Western martial arts system is different from the Dragon Kingdom. These paladins are created from genetic medicines and resources.
The first few even have aura fluctuations that rival Dragon Kingdom Martial Emperor in the mid to late stages.
When Skyhorn Clan comes, Rift opens at the East Sea.
The high-level officials in the West were so frightened that they hid in underground nuclear bunkers and held all the Holy Knightss and aircraft carriers in their hands without sending a single soldier to support them.
Now Skyhorn Clan has just been repulsed, Dragon Kingdom has spent all his money, and Martial Artist has suffered more than half casualties.
At this time, they pulled out all their cards and pointed their guns directly at the severely weakened Allies.
Taking advantage of the situation, it's extremely difficult to see what's going on!
"That's too much!"
Chu Tianxing slapped his thigh angrily. "Use our lives to fill the alien race. It would be better for them to run out with full health to grab the loot!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tablet screen was forced to jump.
The top commander of the Western aircraft carrier group forced his way into the high-level military channel of the Dragon Kingdom.
On the screen was a white general with a beard, and standing next to him was a Holy Knights captain wearing gold armor.
The two people's faces were full of condescension and arrogance. They looked at Chu Tianxing and Duan Hongyuan, as if they were convinced of the Dragon Kingdom.
"President Chu, General Duan. I am Commander-in-Chief Western Combined Fleet, MacArthur."
The bearded man spoke in broken Chinese, with an undisguised threat in his tone.
"I'll give you an hour."
"Immediately disable all weapon systems on that battleship, open control authority, and send personnel to guide our Holy Knights aboard!"
Duan Hongyuan yelled directly, "I owe you eight generations of ancestors! You try to shoot it on the East Sea!"
"General Duan, don't be so angry."
The golden-armored Holy Knights took a step forward and sneered again and again.
"The satellite photos are clear. Your Dragon Kingdom and Martial Emperor are dead, and the army can't even form a formation. How can we fight against our full aircraft carrier group?"
He reached out and tapped the golden armor on his body.
"My fifty high-level paladins are ready. As long as the commander-in-chief gives the order, we will flatten your broken coastline within ten minutes and go to Northern Territory to get the ship in person."
"You have only two choices: hand over the battleship, or be wiped off the map by us along with this ruins!"
Communication was hung up unilaterally.
The screen went completely black.
The atmosphere above Dragon Suppressing Platform is so depressing that it makes people breathless.
Dragon Kingdom's soldiers had just experienced a life-and-death bloody battle. They didn't even have time to bandage their wounds, and the knives in their hands were all curled up. Now that they are in full condition and are coming to attack them, how can they fight?
"Who are these white-skinned monkeys who have not evolved completely?"
Balen jumped out with a big wrench and kicked the equipment around him with his big feet. "My cracked B5-class battleship! My personal property! How dare they ask for it? I will remove the main gun and stuff it in their mouths now!"
Despite the scolding, Balen felt aggrieved.
The battleship is out of energy!
As long as it can be activated, he can drive the ship over now and blast the three aircraft carrier battle groups, including their men and their iron, into iron lumps on the bottom of the sea.
But now...
Duan Hongyuan remained silent.
The old man gritted his teeth and pulled off the bandage he had just wrapped.
The newly stitched wound burst open instantly, and blood flowed all over him, but he didn't even frown.
He walked aside, bent down and picked up the half-broken Dragon Abyss Sword.
"Chen Guoliang!" Duan Hongyuan shouted.
"Here!"
"Go tell those down there who are still breathing! Anyone who can still hold a knife, follow me East Sea!" Duan Hongyuan pointed at the broken sword, "Even if I die on the beach today, I will never let these bastards set foot on the Dragon Kingdom!"
Several veterans' eyes were red, and they drew their weapons one after another, preparing to walk out.
Just then.
Dang!
A long spear slammed into the stone slab in front of Duan Hongyuan. The gravel splashed up and Lao Gao was forced to stop in his tracks.
Gale Qi flows along the barrel of the gun, exuding a heart-stopping sense of oppression.
Lin Feng held a gun in one hand and walked out from behind.
"What are you going to do?"
Lin Feng glanced at Duan Hongyuan, and his eyes fell on the broken sword.
"Mr. Duan, please don't be impatient."
"Lin Feng! This is coming!"
"Call back when you knock on the door."
Lin Feng stretched his neck and patted him. "I'll be right back."
"Lin Feng, do you want to go alone?"
Lin Feng didn't look back.
He had just been promoted to the Starcore Realm, and the explosive power in his body had nowhere to vent.
It was so frustrating to deal with Feng Yiling, and now these Western idiots are taking the initiative to get in their faces. They are simply ready-made sandbags.
Since the West thinks that Dragon Kingdom Martial Artist is dead, they think they can take advantage of it.
Then let them remember it for a long time.
Lin Feng grinned. "Killing aliens is killing, killing these beasts is also killing."
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, the fine steel stone at Lin Feng's feet exploded into powder.
A stream of purple-gold light rose up from the spot, broke through the clouds and headed straight to the west.