Boom!!
The missile exploded, creating a huge shockwave and shockwave that sent Hochman flying far away and rolling on the ground.
Soon, another sharp whistling sound was heard and a few more missiles flew down from the sky like meteors.
After a few sizzling sounds, the second wave of missiles automatically split into more than ten separate warheads and shot towards Hochman's possible hiding spots.
Boom boom boom boom!!
Amidst the series of explosions, Hochman constantly dodged at high speed. The large amount of sparks from the missile explosions stuck to his body and kept burning. It was very difficult to extinguish them. This made him extremely embarrassed. He quickly took off his coat and used the concealment of the grass to continuously dodge the bullets in the sky.
"Lock!"
Suddenly, a deep female roar came from afar.
As soon as the roar fell, a huge invisible force suddenly fell on Hochman's body, causing him to sink down.
Roar!!
Hochman shook his arms and the shadow behind him roared like a huge beast. He broke free from the suppression of the huge force and dodged the third wave of missiles.
*****
Holy Fist Palace Tactical Hall
Garon glanced at the sand table in front of him expressionlessly and calmly listened to the professional's explanation.
On the white sand table, the entire picture of the Earth was created and formed into a huge globe. Some of the key areas were marked with flashing red dots and it was clear to see.
Garon's gaze fell on the globe. The world here also called this planet Earth.
In Asia and Europe, there were three flashing red dots. This meant that the Holy Fist Palace's forces in these two regions were in conflict with the Blood Breeds.
Asia, Africa, and the rest of the Americas were relatively peaceful. However, there were some places in Asia that were faintly red as if they were smeared with red oil. This meant that these places were also in conflict with the Blood Breeds, but the scale was much smaller.
"In Asia, the red regions are requesting for support. However, the degree of attack is not high and the headquarters have already sent people over. With the cooperation of the local forces, stabilizing the situation should not be a problem. " The intelligence department's interpreter was a valiant beauty. She was wearing a black military uniform with nude colored stockings. At this moment, she was explaining the situation to Garon quickly.
"According to the latest statistics from our intelligence department, the main focus is on the flashing red dots, especially in Europe. That is where the Blood Breeds are deeply rooted. Now that they have taken the initiative to attack, it is very likely that they are covering for some other purpose and attracting our attention." The female officer said softly.
"What about the hunting team?" Garon asked in a low voice.
"They have already caught up. However, Hochman is very tenacious. We have sent four bombing teams and a division of special forces. They are fully cooperating with the palace's combat team. The Dark Colors Witches have also provided support."
"Are there any other questions?"
"No, the forces in all places are very abundant. The only thing that the Holy Fist Palace needs to do is to make up for their shortcomings in special forces. The Blood Breeds are only strong in special forces. When it comes to the battlefield, the forces in all places are not simple. After avoiding their speed and hypnosis, the so-called Blood Breeds only have thicker skin and longer lifespans." The female officer said confidently.
"Who is the commander of the Americas headquarters now?" Garon's finger gently touched the America region on the globe.
"It is Lieutenant General Strong from the American military. He is in charge of the deployment of forces."
"Ask him to be prepared. The Blood Breeds will definitely come to Hochman's aid." Garon said lightly.
"Are you saying that the Blood Breeds are probably covering for Hochman so that we have to divert a large amount of forces to guard against them?" The female officer frowned.
"It is possible."
Garon looked at the globe one last time. The flashing red dots and red regions were still very eye-catching.
"Tell the mobile team to prepare to depart."
"Yes!"
*****
One week later …
The U.S.-Canada border
Hochman was running away frantically. The sound of fighter jets and bombers could be heard from time to time. The Canadian army that was sent out earlier quickly retreated after a few negotiations. They were actually surrounded and chased through the border forest.
In this one week, Hochman felt for the first time the feelings of those who were chased by him in the past. He also experienced Dahm's personal experience.
The continuous pursuit and bombardment of the army. No matter where he escaped to, they would be able to locate him quickly. The combination of satellite positioning and witchcraft made it impossible for him to hide and rest. He could only run forward continuously.
When he was hungry, he would hunt wild beasts to eat raw meat. When he was thirsty, he would spend most of his time drinking blood. He did not even have the chance to roast meat or cook soup.
If it was not for the fact that he had perfected the Waterbird Fist and his body had some strange changes, he would not have been able to hold on.
"Hold on, hold on …" For a week without rest and sleep, everyone was constantly being pursued like a frightened bird. Even Hochman was on the verge of exhaustion at this time. He forced his eyelids that could close at any time and rolled a distance on the ground. Behind him, a red fireball exploded. It was another air-to-ground missile. It could also be an anti-aircraft weapon.
These days, he was used to it. An endless stream of powerful weapons from the army kept appearing. At this time, his clothes were ragged. His hair and beard were all burned. His skin was black and there were burns everywhere. It was all thanks to these weapons.
Even if his physique was extraordinary after the promotion, at this time, his recovery ability was beginning to weaken rapidly.
However, since he had made the decision to kill Dahm, he had already expected this result. The most important thing was that he had always thought that it was not because he killed Dahm. It was because of the appearance of the mysterious person that he seemed to have stolen something from his teacher and was out of his control. This was the most fundamental reason why he was being chased.
However, since he had already decided to snatch the mask, this result was naturally within his consideration. He had already arranged for absolutely loyal people to secretly contact the Blood Breeds. The Blood Breeds should have made their move by now.
His legs moved quickly like a machine, making all kinds of instinctive evasive movements. The machine guns behind him kept sweeping across the ground, creating a series of splash-like mud fountains.
Hochman was unmoved. He sped up and rushed forward. At the end of the grass in front of him was a large and dense ancient forest. It was dark and damp inside, the light was dim. It was the best place to escape.
As long as he entered the forest, the hunting force would be weakened. Hochman's heart relaxed slightly.
However, at this time, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of the forest.
Pa pa pa!
A series of searchlights formed a glaring light beam, instantly enveloping Hochman in the middle, forming a huge square.
The glaring light made his eyes snow-white for a moment. He could not adapt quickly.
"Hochman, stop struggling." The person in front of the forest had a hot figure. She wore a red silk cheongsam, revealing her long and slender legs in stockings. Her red hair draped over her shoulders. Her beautiful and fair face gave off a cold feeling.
The combination of charm and cold temperament gave off an inexplicable sense of strength and bravery.
Especially that pair of red almond-shaped eyes that looked down slightly. They reflected the bright searchlights, reflecting a crystal-like beauty.
"Quentin." Hochman suddenly stopped and stood in the middle of the area surrounded by the searchlights. His face was haggard. At this time, it was completely impossible to see his original handsome temperament and face. Even his voice was unusually hoarse, as if he had not drunk water for a long time.
"You have never won against me once. Move away, I don't want to kill you."
A trace of mockery flashed across Quentin's eyes.
"The current you is not the same as when you were at your peak."
"Do you really want to fight me?" The only part of Hochman that could be considered clean was his eyes. He stared at Quentin, the whites of his eyes filled with dense blood vessels.
"It's not me, it's us." Quentin smiled slightly. Suddenly, a figure walked out from the forest behind her. It was a white robe with the word "Holy" on the chest. It was the standard martial arts robe of the Holy Fist Palace.
The person's hair stood up high. His body was muscular and his body was like a brown bear. However, when he walked, he seemed to be silent, giving off a strange and contradictory feeling.
"Xander …" Hochman recognized him immediately. He was the strongest member of the Combat Club in the same period as him. One of the Four Great Generals, Xander.
"Hochman, why did you betray us?" Xander's face was stern as he asked coldly.
"Betray? This is not considered betrayal. " Hochman actually had the mood to laugh. "I am not willing to be under someone else forever. My life is not to be someone else's subordinate!"
"Idiot!" Xander shouted coldly. "Teacher gave us all the power, especially you and Marshal Dahm! I didn't expect you to be so unsatisfied. Do you think you can replace teacher's position? "
"Why not?" Hochman grinned. With a swoosh, he actually disappeared from the area surrounded by the searchlights. Like a black line, he silently rushed towards Quentin and Xander who were right in front of him.
Boom!!!
At this moment, the ground in front of Quentin and Xander suddenly exploded with a pillar of fire. It shot towards the sky and blocked Hochman's charging figure just in time.
"Kill him!!" Quentin pulled Xander and quickly retreated.
In an instant, the dense forest behind him lit up with a large number of gunfire tongues, and countless bullet storms surged towards Hochman. These bullets were all specially made. They used a special heavy metal bullet. As long as it entered the body, it would cause heavy metal poisoning. Some of the bullets even had a special explosive cavity. After hitting the target, it would cause a second explosion and expand the wound.
In an instant, the grass in front of the forest was directly destroyed. Some places were quickly set ablaze.
Hochman dodged left and right in the rain of bullets. It seemed like he was not hit by many of them. After a few flips, he suddenly rushed towards Quentin and Xander.
"Let me!"
Xander was not afraid. He stepped forward with his feet on the ground.
An extremely standard Horse Stance punch was brazenly thrown out.
Bang!!!
The fists collided fiercely. Hochman and Xander trembled. One of them flew out and rolled a few times before landing on the ground. The other took a few steps back and his face turned red.
"Again!!" Xander roared. He rushed forward with a whooshing sound like a fierce tiger coming down from the mountains.
At this moment, the soldiers and gunners lying in ambush naturally stopped their actions and waited for the result of the close combat between the two of them.
Xander rushed out fiercely. His fists struck out from his waist. His fists were like cannonballs. The violent explosive force was fully activated. All the muscles in his body were slightly twisted. They were as tight as steel wires, making a sizzling sound.
The strong and fierce fists crashed towards Hochman. They were caught by Hochman's equally strong palms. At this moment, Hochman was already at the end of his rope. He could no longer release his aura to suppress his opponent. He could only forcefully exchange blows with Xander. But because of this, more and more internal injuries in his body were gradually triggered.
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