Nut State, the seaside, the seventh shipyard.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Jack, a middle-aged man with a slight gray temple, appeared at the end of the road with his own assault team.

This is a straight but desolate road, with huge factories and docks arranged on one side, and within dozens of kilometers nearby, there is only a small town formed by workers from factories living.

Not far ahead of the edge of the town, there are checkpoints at the edge of the factory area. Soldiers with guns and live ammunition are wandering with guns at the entrance of the checkpoint.

"Boss, how can we get in?" A thin mercenary held a telescope and investigated for a moment, frowned deeply.

The guard is too strict. In addition to the checkpoints in the open, there are many patrols in the dark, and various cameras and sensors are everywhere.

This is one of the most important shipyards in Nut State.

Almost all the most advanced aircraft carriers in Nut State were built from here.

But the previous guard here was not so strict.

Moreover, the wary soldiers were not simple characters at first glance.

They smelled a completely different scent from these people.

Jack also frowned deeply. The difficulty of his task was too high.

To be honest, he wanted to give up.

"The general said we still have reinforcements..."

"Reinforcements?" The thin middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I can't get in this kind of defense, either with two commandos! And, where are the reinforcements?"

Jack shook his head.

The time they agreed on has arrived.

No, five minutes have passed.

Why haven’t reinforcements come yet?

For them, once no one comes at the agreed time, it basically means that something is wrong.

"In another five minutes, if reinforcements don't come, we will evacuate immediately!" Jack also felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart, feeling that he seemed to be staring at something.

And he still stared at it without blinking. The feeling of being stared at it made his scalp numb.

He subconsciously looked around and then suddenly became frightened and screamed.

"Who!"

At some point beside him, a figure wearing black clothes, wearing a headband and carrying a camera appeared, shooting in real life against them.

He subconsciously drew out his gun, and several companions next to him made movements of dodging and covering at the same time.

"Yes, yes, that's the action! Very handsome! Please do it again? I only have one camera position, I want to take a few more angles!"

"Who are you?"

"You are our reinforcements?"

"Raise your hands!"

"What the hell are you going to do!"

There is a chaos in war.

"No, no, no, no." The black shadow shook his head repeatedly: "I am not your reinforcements, I am just a photographer to record your every move."

"Why?"

"Of course I'm going to make a movie." said the black shadow.

What logic is this!

Several people looked confused.

What the hell is this!

"Boss, I can't stand it anymore, I want to kill him!"

A big black man next to him drew his gun and fired several shots at the shadow.

"Don't!" Jack wanted to stop him, it was too late.

Under the silencer, the gunshots were still very loud, and they were heard far in the night.

The soldier next to him raised his ears.

A bunch of blood burst out from the man in black and fell to the ground.

"Damn it! What are you doing!" Jack roared in a low voice.

On the one hand, he was angry that his team members did not obey the command, but on the other hand, he was worried that this person was the so-called reinforcements.

After all, only my team and Old Brown knew about my operation.

Who would have thought that the black shadow lying in a pool of blood suddenly disappeared, and the next second, he stood behind him again, carrying the camera, and photographing the big black man's face.

"This expression is great! That's it!"

"I want to kill someone!" Hei Dao pulled out the dagger and was about to stab the black shadow.

He didn't believe it, this thing couldn't be killed?

"Don't!" Jack only felt strange, his back was chilly.

Even though he had known for a long time that the general was serving the prophet Orion recently, there must be many strange people and strange things around him, but this style is not right.

The black shadow fell into a pool of blood again.

After a few seconds, as if everything was refreshed, he appeared again without any injuries.

"Even if I'm not afraid of death, it will hurt so much. Please don't do this to the photographer!" The black shadow said very unhappy.

"Damn it, fuck him to death!"

Several people next to him rushed forward.

In the next five minutes, you can shoot the most violent and bloody video in the world.

Several people were so tired that they were gasping desperately like dead dogs.

"Boss, I admit that if this guy was our reinforcements, even the commander's mansion, I would dare to make a breakthrough!" Hei Da was powerless.

"Reinforcement?" said the black shadow, "No, no, I said, I am just a photographer, look, your reinforcements are here."

As the black shadow finished speaking, they heard a gust of wind, and it seemed that a group of birds were flying from afar.

They raised their heads, and a black shadow flashed faintly in the sky.

Is it a bird?

No……

Four wings?

Three figures suddenly fell from the black shadows circling in the sky.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Swoosh!"

Two extremely heavy sounds of landing, and one sound was much lighter.

"Are you our guide?" A muffled voice came from the opposite side.

"Guide?" Jack felt insulted.

We are one of the best military contractors in the world. We are from the best troops, we have fought side by side with the best commanders, and have completed the dirtiest and most difficult tasks. Do you think we are just guides?

He was about to refute when he saw those figures coming out of the darkness.

He is more than two meters tall and has a hideous ugly face, which is even more terrifying than the scariest black man in the team.

But that's not the point, the point is that he has four arms!

What kind of monster is this!

Jack subconsciously raised the gun in his hand.

"Fallen...Fallen Dragon Man?" The thin middle-aged man next to him shouted.

"What Fallen Dragon Man?"

"Don't you watch movies? Boss! "Brewer"!"

"I'm an Olion fan!" Jack snorted.

He is Old Brown's loyalty, Old Brown is Orion's loyalty. Soldiers value superior-level and subordinate-level relationships the most. How can this kind of relationship be made wrong?

"This is the fallen dragon man, the most terrifying robber in the era of exile!" said the thin middle-aged man, "You really have to go and see, boss!"

What to watch?
To be continued...