boyutpedia Chapter 98 One-Punch Kill! General, come work for me, room and board included!
Chapter 98 One-Punch Kill! General, come work for me, room and board included!
"kindergarten?"
On the other end of the communicator, at the North American "Gene Council's" highest command center, a five-star general listened to Armstrong's report, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the coffee cup between his fingers.
"Armstrong! What nonsense are you spouting?! Explain your situation immediately!"
"General... I can't describe what I'm seeing..." Armstrong's voice was broken and chaotic. "My suggestion is... to immediately terminate the operation and raise the threat level of this area to the highest level! Code name—'Forbidden Zone of God'!"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Aiolia, on the other side, had already lost all patience.
"Hey! You bunch of tin cans, are you going to fight or not?"
He yelled in frustration.
"I finally earned this opportunity, don't dawdle and waste my precious time!"
Armstrong's chest heaved violently; he knew that in this battle, there was no turning back.
They are the "Alpha" team, the strongest shield and spear in North America, and there is absolutely no reason for them to retreat without a fight!
Attention everyone!
He issued the final instructions via the tactical channel.
"Target locked, codename 'Golden Lion'!"
"Activate 'Fortress' mode! Non-lethal weapons authorized. Execute Level A suppression plan!"
"Take him down!"
"Yes, General!"
The seven Alpha team members instantly regained their composure. The cold, visceral combat data streamed past them like a waterfall, and the power armor on their bodies emitted a series of subtle mechanical whirring sounds.
hum-
The energy weapons in their hands shone brightly.
"High-frequency sonic cannon, fire!"
"Low-temperature cryogenic radiation, fire!"
"High-density polymer foam projectiles, fire!"
In an instant, several cutting-edge technological weapons targeting superhumans and heavy units wove together a net of overwhelming power.
Wherever the ray passed, the air condensed into ice crystals, enough to make a ten-meter-thick steel plate as brittle as paper.
Those invisible sound waves can cause a giant elephant to suffer brain death instantly.
That polymer foam, once it gets on you, will expand and harden wildly, and even a main battle tank won't be able to break free!
In Armstrong's calculations, even if the opponent were truly a god, they would inevitably be restricted in their actions in the face of such a comprehensive technological saturation attack.
However, once again, he misjudged the power of "God".
They were even more mistaken about just how outrageous Lin Fan's "employees" really were.
Faced with an attack that would drive any modern army to despair, Aiolia didn't even lift an eyelid.
His face showed only pure disdain.
"Is that all the little tricks you've got?"
He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, facing forward.
"Too slow."
"In the face of the speed of light, all your attacks are as good as being stationary."
"I'll show you what true speed and true power are!"
"Lightning Plasma!"
The syllables he uttered carried a sacred and ancient charm.
The next instant, his fist disappeared.
Instead, a giant net woven from billions of golden rays of light burst forth from in front of his fist!
Each golden ray of light was a powerful punch that exceeded the speed of light!
Billions of light-speed punches were unleashed in the same instant, and the concepts of time and space collapsed at that moment!
The sonic waves, freezing rays, and polymer bubbles that attacked Aiolia were completely annihilated, decomposed, and evaporated the moment they hit the golden light net, like snowflakes thrown into a furnace, without even a ripple!
The golden net of light continued its relentless advance, engulfing all seven Alpha team members in an instant!
Clang clang clang clang clang—!
A series of intense, ear-piercing metallic explosions suddenly erupted!
Seven super soldiers clad in high-tech powered armor were swept up in a high-speed metal storm.
Their armor withstood hundreds of millions of terrifying attacks in just one second!
The armor surface was instantly covered with a dense array of fist marks of varying depths!
Countless sophisticated electronic components were instantly burned out by the impact of the light-speed punch, bursting into a series of dazzling sparks!
boom! boom! boom!
The seven Alpha team members didn't even get a chance to scream.
They were like seven broken tin cans that had been carelessly discarded.
They flew backward in unison, crashing heavily onto the street outside the alley.
It stirred up a cloud of dust and then fell completely silent.
Aiolia slowly withdrew his fist.
His posture remained unchanged from beginning to end.
He simply stood there and casually threw a punch.
The entire courtyard fell into absolute silence once again.
General Armstrong remained in the posture of giving orders, but his entire body was frozen in place.
His weathered eyes were wide open, filled with nothing but endless bewilderment and despair.
His tactical goggle screen was completely black.
It wasn't destroyed, but rather the internal supercomputer, unable to process the massive data stream that had just been received—a stream beyond the limits of comprehension—simply burned out.
"This...is...impossible..."
He managed to squeeze out a few dry syllables from his throat.
What is that?
Is it light?
He felt that his entire world, built on science, data, and a lifetime of experience, had been shattered by that punch.
"Tch, how boring."
Aiolia pouted in disappointment and shook his hand.
"I thought they were some tough guys, but I didn't even have to use a tenth of my strength before I was completely knocked down."
"This time, the KPI will definitely be at the bottom again."
He walked back to the group with a sullen look on his face, accepting the sympathetic yet secretly pleased looks from his companions.
In the courtyard, only General Armstrong remained, standing there all alone, like a weathered stone statue.
It's not that he doesn't want to move.
They dared not move.
He could feel more than a dozen cold, mocking, and terrifyingly oppressive gazes fixed on him.
He had no doubt that if he made the slightest move, he would follow in his subordinates' footsteps.
No, it might be even worse.
He will be completely erased from this world.
Just then, a soft footstep sounded.
The young man who had been lying in the chair slowly walked over.
He walked up to General Armstrong as if examining a novel object.
"You're their leader?" Lin Fan asked.
Armstrong swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, and nodded.
"Alright."
Lin Fan nodded, and then, to Armstrong's utter bewilderment, reached out and patted him hard on the shoulder.
"You look quite sturdy. I'm expanding my yard and I happen to need a supervisor."
"From today onwards, you're no longer a general."
"Come work for me."
"Meals and lodging provided, but no salary."
"If you do a good job, you'll get a bonus at the end of the year."
Lin Fan's tone was as calm as if he were talking to a worker looking for work on the street.
However, at that moment, at the entrance of the alley, the sharp sound of brakes and the sound of hurried footsteps tore through the silence.
"Mr. Lin! Spare his life!"
Li Zhenguo, leading a large number of fully armed special operations team members, finally arrived.
When they rushed into the alley and saw the scene before them, everyone gasped in shock.
On the street, seven or eight futuristic-looking powered armored vehicles were belching black smoke, their fate unknown.
At the gate of the compound, General Armstrong, whom even his own commander-in-chief held in awe, stood stiffly.
And a hand was resting on his shoulder.
A seemingly harmless hand belonging to the owner of that courtyard house.
Li Zhenguo looked at Lin Fan, then at Armstrong, and felt a throbbing pain in his temples.
My goodness!
Only a few minutes have passed?
How could you possibly wipe out North America's elite "Alpha" squad in one fell swoop?!