The remaining helicopters urgently ascended, not daring to get any closer.
They didn't dare open fire again either.
Once the helicopters surpassed a certain altitude, they could no longer lock onto their ground targets.
On the ground, the members of the special forces team were being slaughtered, scattering in panic.
"Pu pu pu pu!" Satan, like a demon, led the charge into the sea of special forces, leaving a trail of bodies wherever his trident went.
The trident in his hand was stained a dark red with fresh blood.
Behind Satan, a thousand Netherworld Army Dead Servants rampaged, carving a bloody path through the sea of special forces!
These special forces finally collapse, even their commander was killed, leaving them headless... The teams fled in terror! Scaredly retreating!