And what drove the Spartan general mad was that his tank shells were all easily blocked by Ye Ling and the others.
How is this possible!
"Damn Dragonland people, what kind of freaks are they, how can they be so powerful!"
The Spartan general gnashed his teeth and roared, his eyes nearly bursting with rage.
"General, what should we do now?"
A subordinate asked in a low voice.
They clearly understood that the three guys in front of them were too bizarre, simply beyond their capability to handle.
"Retreat!"
"We are no match for them!"
"Holding out any longer is useless, let's retreat! Let them gloat for a while!"
The Spartan general gnashed his teeth and said.
Hearing the general's words, the other American soldiers nodded in agreement.
They certainly didn't want to stay here and disgrace themselves any longer!
Boom boom boom!
The tanks ceased firing, the Spartan general waved his hand and turned around, leading his soldiers away swiftly.