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He slowly turned his head, trembling all over, and saw Xia Yan standing unharmed behind him, finishing what the native hadn't finished saying.
So focused on the video feed that he didn't realize that the technicians and communications personnel behind him had all died sometime during that time.
Only he and Xia Yan remained alive inside the armored vehicle.
Without help from others, he wouldn't even be able to leave the armored vehicle, and he might starve to death inside in no time.
What was originally a fortress to protect oneself has now become a cage that traps oneself.
"Don't worry, I won't let you starve to death inside."
"After all, I said before that I would shove your head up your ass, and you wouldn't survive to starve to death in that state."
Having read the other party's thoughts, Xia Yan revealed a kind smile.
But his gaze was icy cold.
"I deliberately saved you for last."
"Now it's time to fulfill our promise..."
As she spoke, Xia Yan walked toward him, taking hesitant steps.
It deliberately creates a sense of terror.
The commander trembled as his thoughts were exposed, feeling as if Xia Yan's eyes could pierce right through his heart.
As Xia Yan gradually approached, he retreated step by step, trying to get as far away from Xia Yan as possible.
However, this command center is actually just an armored vehicle.
Although it is a specially designed super-large armored vehicle, the interior space is not very spacious.
Before he could take two steps back, the gray-haired middle-aged commander's back was already pressed against the wall.
"What a joke! You're the one who deserves to die, you lowly yellow-skinned monkey! You disgusting demi-human!!"
With nowhere to retreat, the commander pulled out a pistol from behind and fired wildly at Xia Yan.
It must be said that even at this point, he was still thinking about counterattacking, which truly makes him a qualified soldier.
Unfortunately, his pistol was loaded with live ammunition. Even if all of it hit Xia Yan, it would only revive him and reset his status.
His best option now is actually to shoot himself.
That way, you can die a little more comfortably.
However, under the influence of fear, even he, a senior commander in the U.S. military, was clearly unable to think calmly.
He was only focused on frantically pulling the trigger.
The bullets fired from the gun seemed to have hit something transparent, freezing in mid-air.
"...Actually...I also have the ability to teleport..."
A sound with reverberation and noise rang out.
A tall, humanoid monster, entirely black with wings on its back, appeared out of thin air in front of Xia Yan, subconsciously repeating what Xia Yan had said earlier.
It blocked all the incoming bullets.
The head, resembling a venomous snake, seemed to be laughing as it split open with an exaggerated crack, revealing sharp, shark-like fangs hidden within.
There is no doubt that this monster could bite a person's head off in one bite.
Chapter 174 They Always Have Another Choice
"Ugh, ugh~, what a foul mouth! Isn't it said that a dying person's words are kind...?"
Hearing the other person's curses, Xia Yan's face showed displeasure.
"never mind."
"Your breath will smell even worse in a little while."
Black Ghost grabbed the commander's head and bent his body backward.
"Ughh ...
Painful screams echoed in the small space.
The sound of bones cracking and breaking echoed continuously.
In Xia Yan's hands, breaking human bones is no more difficult than breaking a 2B pencil.
The commander's spine broke completely, segment by segment, and under the black phantom's monstrous strength, it bent almost into a circle behind him.
However, thanks to Bai Yan's keen observation, the broken bones did not damage the internal organs.
therefore,
Although he was in extreme pain and completely paralyzed, the commander was unlikely to die anytime soon.
However, looking at the buttocks so close at hand, the commander secretly wished he were already dead.
"A demon...you're a demon! God, save me..."
Smelling the faint stench, tears welled up in the commander's eyes.
He now felt more regret than ever before, wondering why he hadn't saved a bullet for himself.
"No! It's not a demon, it's a demi-human!"
Xia Yan smiled and corrected the other person's mistake.
"Also, you don't need to eat anymore—"
"—Eat shit!"
puff!
A slightly strange voice rang out, and the commander's head was forcibly stuffed into his four-dimensional pocket under the watchful eyes of billions of people in the live broadcast room.
However, he is still alive.
The body was convulsing unconsciously due to suffocation.
Clearly, it won't be long before he happily goes to heaven.
"Speaking of which, wouldn't his death be considered suicide? In that case, he probably won't be able to go to heaven..."
"What a pity."
Although he said he regretted it, Xia Yan had an unusually wicked smile on his face.
"So……"
"Next, we should deal with those American troops. After all, since they have launched an attack on me, they should be prepared for the consequences."
"For example...death."
……
"What on earth happened... why can't we contact the command center at all?"
"After the demi-humans disappeared, the command center also lost contact. Could it be that the demi-humans attacked the command center?"
"But even we don't know where the command center is located, so how did that demi-human find it!?"
"What should I do next? Damn it..."
On the battlefield, the previously orderly and well-coordinated American troops were thrown into chaos.
It wasn't because they were a bunch of brainless incompetent fools who couldn't do anything without a commander. It was just that Xia Yan, the mission target, had disappeared, and they couldn't contact the command center, so they couldn't act rashly.
Looking at the American soldiers at his feet, who didn't know what to do and could only stand by and wait, Xia Yan smiled brightly.
He raised the microphone in his hand.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me? U.S. Army personnel."
——！！？
The American soldiers, who were initially at a loss, were immediately drawn to the sound and looked around to find its source.
After all, as enemies, they could still recognize Xia Yan's voice.
"over there!"
A farm tool was the first to discover Xia Yan's whereabouts.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw Xia Yan standing on the rooftop of a tall building not far away, looking down at everyone.
He was holding a microphone, and next to him was an amplification device that he had somehow acquired.
"Oh, this guy has good eyesight."
Upon seeing that the other person was the first to find him, Xia Yan gave them a very perfunctory compliment.
"Damn it! You damn yellow-skinned monkey, who are you calling a 'nigger'?!"
Upon hearing Xia Yan's address, the black man flew into a rage, rhythmically uttering various words that needed to be censored, and kindly inquired about Xia Yan's health.
His reaction is understandable.
Negroes don't want non-Negroes to call them Negroes.
However, his idea would be considered a typical human rights violation in the United States.
How can he arbitrarily define a person's race based on their skin color?
What if Xia Yan only appears to be Asian on the surface, but actually considers himself a black man?
Just as you can't assume a person's gender based on their appearance.
Maybe he identifies as a woman, but he just happens to have a cross-dressing fetish and likes to wear men's clothing, and he also happens to be gay, so he likes women.
This punch, if delivered without decades of experience in rural women's boxing, would be too much for an ordinary person to withstand.
Of course, this possibility can only exist in hypothetical scenarios.
After all, most people might imagine themselves as the opposite sex or as some kind of animal, but very few would imagine themselves as a farming tool.
He casually released a black phantom, which tore the chattering farm tool to pieces.
Xia Yan's actions immediately provoked strong opposition from the American soldiers, and countless gun barrels were once again pointed at him.