This kind of air combat structure made Gilbert tremble all over.
"Damn it, Henry Zhang, did you move all the arsenal of the Dragon King Palace here?"
At this time.
On the helicopter at the front, a specially modified Barrett stretched out.
Gabriel had a toothpick hanging from the corner of his mouth, wearing cool sunglasses, and waved his hand towards Gilbert in a very coquettish way, full of provocation.
His finger was always on the trigger.
As long as Gilbert dares to make any move, his bullets will shoot him down without hesitation.
For this, he has extremely strong confidence.
The Barrett in his hand was the result of Ex Machina's hard work.
From parts to bullets to ballistic calibration, they are all top-notch in the world.
Below, on the deck of the battleship, a figure of a pretty woman stepped out.
She wears a ponytail, wears the uniform of the Dragon King Palace, holds a loudspeaker in her hand, and looks heroic.
This person is a peacock!
She stared at the fighter plane above and said coldly: "Gilbert, you have violated the bottom line of the Dragon King Palace. I order you to surrender immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of weapons were aimed at Gilbert's fighter plane.
Gilbert tremblingly picked up the loudspeaker in front of him: "Youwhat do you want to do? Do you want to challenge the majesty of the United States?"
These words may seem threatening, but they have no confidence at all.
In the face of such a large number of weapons of war, even if he is in the transcendent realm and is used to seeing life and death on the battlefield in the Middle East, he still has to be afraid!
Peacock sneered: "Gilbert, please make it clear to me, your country, the United States, is not China, and we don't need to take it seriously at all!"
Facing China, they naturally cannot take any drastic action.
But it¡¯s different when facing the United States.
In the Western world, the Dragon King Palace has always been a strong and domineering representative.
Especially on the high seas, even if you are the patriarch of the Roosevelt family, they will still dare to bombard you.
Even if you are Jesus, as long as Henry Zhang gives the order, he still dares to bite off a piece of your flesh.
At this moment.
Henry Zhang has landed and jumped out of the cabin.
He strode up to Peacock and took the loudspeaker, his back as straight as a gun and his eyes as cold as cold swords.
"Gilbert, I'll give you three seconds to think about it. If you don't come down and surrender, I will shoot you down."
"Xiao Yang, youyou think I'm scared. I'm in the United States now. I think you dare?" Gilbert yelled hastily.
Henry Zhang sneered: "See if I dare."
"Dragon King Palace obeys the order and locks the target Zhu Yuan!"
In an instant, all artillery systems were activated and locked onto Gilbert's fighter plane.
Gilbert yelled: "Madman, you madman!"
He knows very well what Xiao Yang means by locking Zhuyuan. This is an arrow on the string, and it will be launched immediately with just one order.
But these advanced thermal weapons are much stronger than bows and arrows. Once Henry Zhang gives the order, he will definitely die.
Without any hesitation, he turned the plane's nose, retreated as quickly as possible, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.
After confirming that there was no danger, the pilots of the four supersonic fighters in the Dragon King Palace saluted Henry Zhang and left.
A large number of armed helicopters began to land.
"Brother Yang, you were so handsome just now!"
Zhu Jianqiang ran over excitedly.
Henry Zhang¡¯s one-man-in-command aura is simply the dream of every man.
"I've always been handsome, okay?"
The corner of Henry Zhang¡¯s mouth raised a hint of confidence, and he threw the loudspeaker to Peacock.
At this time, Gabriel got off the plane, carrying the modified Barrett in one hand and a cigar in the other, touching his shiny oily hair and walking towards Henry Zhang.
"Boss, how was my performance just now, was it one-tenth as good as yours?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man wearing a kimono, clogs, and a samurai sword came out.
This person is Kuroki, and his tone is extremely unpleasant.
"Humph, Gabriel, you are just worthy of chatting in front of a sow. Stop showing off in front of the boss, and don't stain the boss's eyes."
"Damn it, Kuroki, let's fight if you can!" Gabriel immediately refused to accept it.
Kuroki put his hands in his wide sleeves, and his tone was slightly jealous: "You have the power injected by the boss, I'm not that stupid."
As he said that, he respectfully gave a warrior salute to Henry Zhang.
"Boss, Kuroki is reporting to you!"
"Okay, brothers, thank you for your hard work, lift the combat order and continue sailing."
After Henry Zhang gave the order, he asked strangely: "Didn't I say just send a submarine? Why are you all here?"
Peacock smiled: "Palace Master, kiss me and I will tell you."
Henry Zhang rolled his eyes.
Gabriel shouted: "Boss, this is all my attention."
"When you entered Devil's Tower, we were already heading to the high seas. When you were talking to Peacock, we arrived just in time."
Kuroki looked at him with eyes filled with vicissitudes of life: "I acted without permission, so I have the nerve to ask for credit. Fortunately, I didn't make a big mistake."
"Damn it, Kuroki, that's enough. If you talk back again, I'll shoot your third leg with Barrett!" Gabriel cursed and blew out a smoke ring.
"Okay." Henry Zhang grabbed his cigar and started smoking it himself: "Follow me into the war room. There is one more thing to do before returning to the country."
"yes!"
Everyone immediately stood up straight and responded in unison.
When Henry Zhang walked into the cabin, Peacock picked up the intercom and ordered: "Attention to all units, escort the Dragon King!"
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Combat command room.
Seeing the huge screen in front of him, Henry Zhang smiled. It seemed that Peacock was here to direct the overall situation.
He sits at the top.
Gabriel sat down on the table and was slapped by Henry Zhang before he became honest.
Kuroki and Peacock were sitting next to them.
¡°Where¡¯s the ghost eye?¡± Henry Zhang asked.
"He is at the headquarters." Gabriel said: "This kid has been hanging out with Leonardo da Vinci recently, and he seems to be preparing to tinker with a great god list system."
"They plan to collect the information of all the strong people on the Great God List, and then conduct an accurate analysis of their weaknesses."
Henry Zhang nodded: ¡°This is a good idea, but it¡¯s just a big project.¡±
After all, the higher up the list of powerful people are, the higher the confidentiality of their information, some are even at the national level.
Wanting to collect this information is tantamount to a hacker war.
Heimu said: "Boss, if you need anything, just give us instructions."
"Well, use satellites to lock me in on a person."
Henry Zhang said, pulling up a photo from his mobile phone.
The owner of that photo is none other than Blood Mist No. 3, the Nine-Dead Demon and Wusha! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com