Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 82 Black Hawk Down!

Standing on the plane in the biting north wind, looking down at the city from high above, a feeling of fear arose in Zhang San's heart.

That is the fear of the unknown. No one knows what the outcome will be after jumping.

After all, even the skydiving technique has only been quickly learned through videos in the past few days. It is all theory without practice, so it is really hard to say whether it can be successful.

Beside him, dozens of tall and strong men with ferocious looks were standing in the cabin.

These people were leaning near the plane door, overlooking the environment below, preparing to choose a better environment.

"Hahaha, I've already found the position I like and I'll jump first. You guys continue to choose."

One of the bald men laughed and took a few steps forward. Then he jumped out and fell freely in the air with his hands spread out.

As the first jumper glided in the air, one after another, his successors followed him and jumped down.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the cabin and the plane was about to fly over the city center, he jumped out in fear behind the last person who had jumped out of the plane.

Under the intense feeling of weightlessness, in a panic, to be on the safe side, he pulled out his parachute, estimating that he was within a range of about three thousand meters.

After his body shook violently, his rapid falling speed immediately slowed down due to the huge pulling feeling.

But before he could steady himself, a loud roar came from behind him.

"boom!!!"

With a deafening roar, Zhang San, who was frightened to the point of cardiac arrest, turned back hurriedly.

But when he turned around, he found that the plane he was on was bursting into dazzling flames.

In a cloud of dust, thick black smoke was seen erupting from the right wing of the plane. Then the flight path began to deviate and it inevitably landed to one side.

His teammates who had not yet parachuted fell with the plane amid screams.

In an instant, thin beads of cold sweat covered Zhang San's back. If he had jumped a little later, he would probably have followed in Lao Da's footsteps.

"But how could a plane suddenly explode..."

Zhang San's eyes suddenly widened in the middle of his speech, because he saw a black line cutting through the sky below and rapidly approaching here.

Before he could react, the black line quickly passed by his ear, and then another explosion sounded behind him.

"What was that just now? An anti-aircraft gun?"

A huge fear rose in Zhang San's heart, and then he saw shells being dropped from the sky one after another like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

In City Z, Fang Can stood in the villa, the hard tiles under his feet shattered to the ground.

Looking at the plane flying across the sky, Fang Can pulled down the steel railing.

As his palms kneaded, the steel was rolled into a flat round cake under his arms like plasticine.

After shaping the steel into the shape he wanted, Fang Can stared at the
Before the Great Destruction, the maximum height to which humans threw the discus was 15 meters, and the longest distance was 74 meters!
At this moment, for Fang Can, whose normal strength reaches 40 tons and whose maximum moving speed reaches 50 meters per second, the noisy planes passing by in the sky can be touched by just stretching out his hand.

"You like to be called, right?"

Fang Canping concentrated his breath, tightly grasped the discus in his right hand, and then let his body spin as much as he could.

As the body rotates under the huge centrifugal force, the tiles under the feet are cracked by the feet, and the sound of cracking and breaking continues to come from under the feet.

"Boom!" With a loud roar, the discus in his hand was thrown into the sky at nearly the speed of sound.

After finishing, the sky was still calm, and the discus became smaller and smaller in sight. Fang Can continued to bend down calmly, picked up a piece of iron railing and pinched it, letting the bullet fly for a while.

Sure enough, more than ten seconds later, with a huge explosion, the last discus officially hit the modified passenger plane soaring in the sky.

It would take more than ten seconds for the sound of the explosion to reach his ears.

All I saw were planes in the sky turning into fireworks under Fang Can's targeted shooting. This could be described as the most expensive fireworks show from ancient times to the present.

At this moment, the sky was filled with planes turning into fireworks one after another.

Out of fear, the previously fanatical thugs scrambled to jump out of the plane one after another, and then opened their parachutes at the corresponding height.

Soon, the sky was filled with the huge parachuting team.

Even the huge parachute blocked out the sunlight, and some of the people were even tangled together and fell from the sky in fear.

"Gah, gah, gah, let the explosion be more violent."

At this moment, in the renovated base outside City Z, King Lanhuo smiled and pushed the red joystick in front of him with both hands.

As the red joystick was pushed, powerful drumbeats resounded throughout the entire city of Z.

In the extremely melodic rhythm, the body of the Rotten King changed and turned into the appearance of a heavy metal rock singer.

He then borrowed the supernatural power of the absolute singing voice of the person he transformed into.

A moment later, a pre-Big Break heavy metal pop song, "Were Not Gonna Take It," came out of his mouth.

We're not gonna take it

No we ain't gonna take it (We're gonna take it!)
We're not gonna take it anymore

We've got the right to choose
……

Countless drones followed the singing of King Rotten and began to flash various colors of light in a melodic manner.

Under the stimulation of the absolute melody superpower, most human minds are affected, showing a more emotional state.

The group of people in the sky who were originally frightened were no longer afraid at this moment. Instead, they became excited, like berserkers, and they couldn't wait to land and fight with the enemy in large numbers.

Zhang San in the sky was no longer afraid. All negative emotions were suppressed by the passionate drum beats, and replaced by the courage to fight hard to survive.

But in the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and he saw dozens of tanks heading towards City Z below.

"No, why? Why do these people have vehicles?"

Zhang San couldn't believe it, but the official website of the live broadcast room listed the reasons in detail.

Compared to ordinary criminals who can only get guns at most, VIP criminals with higher crime levels can naturally obtain more advanced weapons.

Of course, the task of killing these elite monsters is also heavier, starting at an average of 100 heads.

"Quack! Come on, everyone!"

The next moment, as a shell flew out of the tank barrel, a huge gap was blasted out in the building in the distance.

On the other side, a skinny man in prison clothes with shackles on his hands and legs was walking calmly on the outskirts of City Z.

Suddenly, he paused because four figures were blocking his way.

(End of this chapter)