The Libyan rebel soldiers panicked when they saw such a horrifying scene unfold before their eyes. Moreover, it was their commanding officer who had been killed.
While they were still in a daze, Xiao Luo landed a punch and a kick on the chests of two Libyan rebel soldiers. The two soldiers felt as if they had been hit by a train. Blood spurted from their mouths as their bodies flew backward like cannonballs and landed heavily on the ground seven or eight meters away. After they landed, they struggled for a while before they died.
Xiao Luo's punches and kicks had not only crushed their chests, but they had also crushed their hearts. They died instantly, and the blood that flowed out of their chests was much more than the blood that flowed out of their noses and mouths.
The remaining Libyan rebel soldiers gasped in horror and started to fire back at the same time.
TUT, TUT, TUT!
Bullets flew in all directions as they fired at close range. Many of the bullets hit the exterior of the vehicle, but the bulletproof exterior of the vehicle was extremely tough. Sparks flew everywhere as the bullets hit the exterior of the vehicle. None of the bullets hit Xiao Luo, but a few of the Libyan rebel soldiers were killed by the bullets that flew off from their own side.
Xiao Luo had exchanged for the Lightness Skill, Wave-like Subtle Steps, from the system. No matter how fast the bullets were, none of them could hit him. He lowered his body slightly and fixed his cold gaze on a rebel soldier who was closest to him.
Just as the Libyan rebel was about to open fire, Xiao Luo dashed in front of him in a flash. Like a ferocious tiger, Xiao Luo kicked the rebel in the chin.
"Ahhh!"
The Libyan rebel screamed in pain as blood spurted out from his chin. Xiao Luo's kick had shattered his jaw, and his brain had been smashed into mush. As he flew out of the vehicle, his life was quickly fading away. When he landed on the ground, he was already a corpse.
The rest of the Libyan rebels were shocked by this man's cruelty and gave up on running away. They fired at Xiao Luo's position like a madman, and only by firing continuously could they feel a sense of security.
But no matter how hard they fired, the bullets only brushed past Xiao Luo. Xiao Luo seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of all the bullets, and he was like a fish in water. He kept closing in on the Libyan rebel soldiers and killed them with a single blow.
He was like a cold, emotionless killing machine, reaping the lives of the Libyan rebel soldiers one after another.
Jiang Zhiming and the others who were watching this scene from afar turned pale. Their brains almost forgot how to think, and their eyes widened to show the shock in their hearts.
"Is this guy … is he a monster?"
Kong Yunhong's voice was trembling. Xiao Luo's power and cruelty had not only intimidated the Libyan rebels, but it had also sent chills down their spines, and the hair on their bodies stood on end uncontrollably.
"The NSA people are really scary!"
"He is not human."
"He alone can probably wipe out an entire company of soldiers!"
The other members of the Special Operations Team were trembling, and their faces were filled with indescribable horror and shock.
Even Jiang Zhiming, who had always been calm and collected, wondered if he was dreaming. No matter how strong a human was, it was impossible for them to be strong to such an extent. They could ignore bullets and artillery shells, and fully armed soldiers were like weeds without any resistance in their eyes. Their lives were at their disposal. This was too unbelievable.
…
…
When Xiao Luo landed a punch on the head of a Libyan rebel, an eyeball with a few streaks of blood was squeezed out and fell to the ground. It rolled on the ground, covered in a layer of dust, and that was the end of the battle.
About 30 Libyan rebels were killed, and their bodies were strewn all over the place. They had all been killed by Xiao Luo's bare hands. Some of them had their chests caved in, some had their skulls burst open, and some had their legs broken.
It was a hellish scene!
The Special Operations Team rushed to the scene. They looked at Xiao Luo, who was covered in blood and had an indifferent expression on his face. Their breathing quickened, and they found it difficult to maintain their composure. This man had turned this place into a living hell. It was terrifying.
"Mr. Mie, are you … okay?" Jiang Zhiming asked a stupid question.
Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at him. All his murderous aura retreated back into his body. He chuckled and said, "Do I look like I'm not okay?"
"That's good. If you're okay, then … be careful!"
Jiang Zhiming nodded. But at that moment, he saw one of the Libyan rebels, who had been playing dead, sitting up on the ground and aiming at Xiao Luo's back. He wanted to shoot Xiao Luo. Jiang Zhiming reacted quickly. He raised the sniper rifle in his hand and fired a shot at the Libyan rebel's right shoulder.
The power of a sniper rifle was much greater than that of an ordinary rifle. This shot directly took off the man's entire right arm. Blood spurted out uncontrollably from the wound, and a shrill scream rang out.
Xiao Luo turned around and looked at the Libyan rebel. He turned back and said gratefully, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome," Jiang Zhiming nodded.
Kong Yunhong and the rest of the team rushed over and carried the Libyan rebel over.
Libyans had dark skin and deep-set eyes. If one was not used to looking at them, they would look shifty-eyed. This Libyan rebel basically fit the description. He had a buzz cut and a tattoo on his chest.
As he was being carried over, he looked at Xiao Luo in horror and kept muttering, "?????"
Jiang Zhiming and Kong Yunhong knew what that meant. It meant "devil." Yes, this man was right. Mr. Mie, who was with them, was indeed a devil.
Xiao Luo stood proudly in front of the only surviving Libyan rebel and asked in an emotionless voice, "??????"
"?????" the Libyan rebel answered without hesitation.
Xiao Luo turned to Jiang Zhiming and said, "Looks like we're in trouble. We don't know where the Libyan rebels got the news that our country had sent people to rescue the war correspondent. They're going to kill any Hua people they come across at all costs. The order from the rebel leader is that they'd rather kill the wrong person than let the wrong person go."
"Damn it, aren't they afraid that our navy and army will break in and help the government kill them?" Kong Yunhong gritted his teeth and said.
"If our navy and army set foot in Libya's interior, it will be considered as interfering in the internal affairs of other countries, and it will cause a huge international dispute," Jiang Zhiming said.
Xiao Luo did not comment on that. He glanced at the Libyan rebel and asked, "?????????" (Time for you to die)! "
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the rebel in the chest.
The Libyan rebel flew backward like a kite with a broken string. Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he was kicked to death by Xiao Luo.
"Mr. Mie, what are you doing?"
Jiang Zhiming could not understand what was going on. He stared at Xiao Luo with wide eyes.
"Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Do you think I didn't know that he was still alive? I wanted to turn a blind eye and let him live, but he didn't know how to appreciate it. He shot me in the back, so he doesn't deserve to live anymore."
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