Chapter 743
My Empire Chapter 743
2020-11-03
Chapter 743 745 White-robed man"It's a pure day." The heavy armor throw of the front Defensive Array that has just been established The soldiers, leaning on the trenches they built, admired the clean sky in front of them.
Today's weather is really good, there is not even a single white cloud in the sky, the sun of Demon Realm exudes a warm light in the sky, giving a hint of warmth in this cool season breath.
It can be said that this is a good weather for an outing, and of course a lot of things to do.
For example, this kind of weather is very suitable for bombing, and there is no cloud cover, and the bombing effect of the bomber will be very good.
Also, this weather is also very suitable for the attack, and the large troops are deployed - unfortunately, most of the expeditionary troops of the Alanhill Empire stopped attacking today, on the grounds that they had already arrived. The farthest point of the attack plan.
"The weather forecasting unit of the army also said that there will be a cold snap today... What a joke, it simply doesn't mean rain." A soldier sat in the trench with his assault rifle, enjoying Rarely clean.
The neighborhood has been cleaned up, and there is no smell of that unpleasant corpse in the air, plus the succubus corpse they have just seen is misty in their minds, it is really a meal. good time.
None of them had any decent meals along the way. They don't have time to eat, they don't have time to cook, and they don't have the mood to eat their own food on a pile of corpses.
So these soldiers are now making a very good lunch with their own portable self-heating food.
This kind of packaged thing can be heated by itself as long as you pour some water. Although the taste is not very good, it is nutritionally balanced and has enough calories.
With this kind of food, even in places where there is no way to make a fire, you can eat hot meals.
It's just that the meals aren't that tasty—they taste, as the ground troops complain, "as bad as chewing on the heel of an old fogey."
"Those weather troops? You can just listen to them. Their forecasts are accurate twice out of ten times." The squad leader sitting next to the soldiers is experienced, hehe laughs explained.
This kind of local weather forecast is actually very random. It is normal to be inaccurate, and it is a miracle that it is accurate.
However, this situation is also improving, and Alanhill's technical team is gradually improving. Their work is complex and boring, so it requires a lot of experience to improve.
"Bah!" A gunshot echoed in the open area, causing all the heavy armored grenadiers who were preparing for lunch to frown.
Hearing the sound of gunfire, he knew that it was a precision shooter directly under the company's control, using his sniper rifle to hit a distant target.
This kind of abrupt gunshot is no stranger to everyone. After all, the precision shooters in the army are responsible for the army's security. They will often ambush near the guard post and fire to kill some wandering demons.
Those demons are actually a fish that escaped the net, daring to come out to find food or to see if the humans are gone. They couldn't possibly notice the human sniper several hundred meters away, so even if they died, they didn't know what had smashed their head into pieces.
"Bah!" Just as everyone continued to warm up the food in their hands, another sudden gunshot echoed in the sky.
"What's the matter?" Before Burrisson could put down the self-heating field suit food in his hand, he heard the somewhat anxious voice of the vigilant soldier in the earphone: "Captain! Captain Burrisson Our position is up ahead! There's a demon...Damn it, I can't kill it!"
Hearing the shouts of his own men, Burrison quickly dropped what was in his hand, One grabbed the assault rifle beside him, stuck out the trench cover, and looked towards the open space on the other side of the forest.
There, a silhouette in a white magic robe is walking step by step towards Burrison's direction.
"Continue to fire! Don't panic!" Burrisson pressed the communicator and loudly ordered his subordinates: "Signal soldiers! Contact the armored vehicles behind you... let them fire!"
>"Bah!" Another gunshot echoed in the wilderness. When the bullet was about to hit the white-robed man, it slammed into a thick magical defense barrier and was bounced far, far away. place.
It was a large-caliber sniper rifle with a 15mm bullet caliber, and its destructive power was considerable. It can even penetrate the magic defense barrier used by ordinary magicians, and even if it cannot penetrate, it will not be bounced off with no difficulty like this!
"High level magician!" Burrison immediately realized that the opponent's battle strength may be higher, it may be the High Rank leader in the devil, or it may be a more powerful existence.
"All ready to fight! The devil strikes back!" Burrisson oh la la pulled the bolt, and pointed the heavy assault rifle in his hand at the step by step approaching in the distance The white-robed man put the opponent in his sight.
The Alanhill soldiers who had just squatted in the trenches also dropped their food and entered a state of battle.
A large-caliber assault rifle pointed at the white-robed man who was walking in the wilderness, and then they heard the machine gun shells flying out from the woodland behind them, dragging a A row of green rays of light fell near the white-robed man in the distance.
Some of the cannonballs hit the magic defense barrier, causing ripples, and some of the cannonballs landed on the left and right of the white-robed man, causing a cloud of white smoke.
Unfortunately, these shells still failed to stop the white-robed man, and behind the white-robed man came a guy in a white robe.
"Damn it! That guy isn't alone! Where's the Air Force reconnaissance report! Why didn't they find these demons?" Burrisson looked behind the two men in white robes, and there was another He gritted his teeth and cursed in Wireless Electronics when the three showed up.
The men in white robes pulled out their long swords from their white robes at a distance of about 500 meters, then suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the human position.
And the human position did not hesitate at all, and immediately started a frantic strafing. Countless tracer bullets rushed towards the white-robed men, but the opponent's speed was very fast, avoiding most of the incoming ammunition.
They brought the two sides closer to about 200 meters very quickly, before being delayed by the more dense fire of the Alanhill Grenadiers.
However, the heavy armored grenadiers of Alanhill soon discovered that there were almost fifty white-robed men with fast-moving magic and proven!
(end of this chapter)