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In fact, several other anti-tank groups had already fled, and they were the only ones still holding on to their positions.

"boom!"

A green light bomb exploded directly on two infantry fighting vehicles, and Shockwave directly overturned the two fighting vehicles.

Broly jumped onto the chariot, allowing the survivors inside to flee in panic.

"The anger is rising."

The surging Qi was almost reaching its limit. Because he has been in the angry state for too long, his reason has been completely swallowed up by the desire to fight. He fights constantly, and will never stop as long as there is an enemy standing in front of him.

"Chance!"

The team leader quickly activated the missile and used the locking frame in the sight to lock Broly. The system automatically transmitted target information to the missile.

"Hurry up! Baby!"

The cooling of the seeker head is not completed instantly. Even for the advanced "Falcon" anti-tank missile, it takes at least fifteen seconds.

"drop--"

The beep of a successful lock was like a heavenly sound to the ears of the anti-tank team.

"emission!"

The missile's launch engine worked quickly, ejected the missile body from the launch tube, and quickly stopped working. After the missile flew several meters, the Flight engine began to respond, and bright tail flames spurted out, pushing the missile to accelerate rapidly.

Under the attack path planned by the missile-borne computer, the missile climbs upward at an elevation angle of 18 degrees. After reaching the commanding heights, the guidance head starts to work. The guidance part uses an algorithm to compare each frame of the image formed by the guidance head with the pre-stored target picture. Through comparison and identification, Broly's position was distinguished from a large number of heat sources. The missile wings swung, constantly correcting the missile's flight attitude and direction, and dived and descended like a meteor.

"when!"

The swooping missile was suddenly held in Broly's hand. Its designer, Tony Stark, probably didn't consider the possibility of the missile being caught in Flight. The fuse was not triggered, the huge amounts of power of the tandem warhead were not detonated, and the silence was despairing.

"drink!"

Broly shouted and threw the missile back like a javelin. The missiles roared away even faster than when they came.

"boom!"

The violent explosion directly destroyed the entire launch site.

Alejandro looked at the devastated streets under the crazy destruction. The battle line had already been pushed three streets by Broly, and the sound of explosions could only be heard faintly.

It turns out that this is Broly's true strength, he sighed in his heart.

The cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He came to his senses and took it out, looked at the number, and pressed the call button.

"Alex, where did you find this person? According to our internal intelligence, one-fifth of the mobile forces in the Mexican capital area have been destroyed, and their president is going crazy."

Matt's voice came from the other end of the phone. After seeing the live broadcast on the TV station, he immediately thought of Alejandro, and obtained a lot of high-level intelligence in Mexico through CIA channels:

"Tony Stark is going to make a lot of money. The poor performance of the Army this time has finally made the Mexican president and the big shot in the Ennahda Party make up their minds to allocate funds to upgrade weapons and equipment. People from Stark Industries are already preparing quotations. ”

Alejandro unconsciously tapped his thigh with his hand.

"How are you going to leave Mexico? They have gone crazy. Even if they block the border and dig the ground three feet, they will not let you leave." Matt said calmly: "Just twenty minutes ago, the Mexican government Officially requesting assistance from the U.S. government, a mechanized infantry brigade and an attack helicopter battalion of the Dahong 1st Division have begun to assemble. Although your friends are very strong, I am not optimistic about your outcome."

Alejandro finally spoke on the phone.

"You can take him away, but I will not leave Mexico until I have completed my revenge."

Wade, who was standing next to him, suddenly became anxious, pinched Alejandro's neck and said.

"Friend, don't forget me! I want to leave this hellish place too!"

Broly made the matter such a big deal, and he, who had always been fearless, became paralyzed.

The wreckage of the infantry fighting vehicle almost filled the entire street. The remaining oil in the vehicle burned, sparks shot out, the steel was burned red-hot, there were flames everywhere, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

The whole of Mexico City was like a witch's boiling cauldron, in chaos.

Broly sat on the turret of an infantry fighting vehicle. His original clothes had turned into tattered strips of cloth, barely covering his body.

He finally got out of his angry state and regained his sanity, but his head was still in chaos, like a pot of porridge. He lost most of his memories in the angry form. He glanced at the system page and found that he had reached level 9 unknowingly, and he only had more than fifty experience points left before level 10. God knows how many people he killed in the melee just now to gain enough experience.