Chapter 744
My Empire Chapter 744
2020-11-03
Chapter 744 746 Serving the gods"tú tú tú tú !" Burrisson held his assault rifle and violently aimed at those The approaching enemies were strafing. Through his scope, he could see the tracer bullets he shot out, drawing one after another green straight line, and flying towards those flexible silhouettes.
The silhouette shuttled back and forth in countless tracer rounds, dodging most of the lethal attacks, but maintaining a very fast forward momentum.
This is definitely not the strength that an ordinary demon officer can have, at least this is something that a strong opponent of the Demon General's Level 1 can do.
However, when did the demons gather so many evil Demon Generals in one front? Aren't they afraid that if these cores are lost, the entire demon army will collapse?
Those questions were all over his head, and Burrison's hands moved without the slightest hesitation. He removed his emptied magazine, put on a new one, pulled the bolt, and continued to fire frantically.
The shells fell under his feet one after the other. At first, the shells smashed into the dirt, and now they all hit the shells that fell earlier.
The shells of these full-power large charges are extremely large, which also means that the muzzle velocity of large-caliber assault rifle bullets is terrifyingly powerful.
If you want to block such ammunition, the thickness of the magic defense barrier can be imagined. Being able to use the magic defense barrier of this level with the strength of oneself, the magical attainments of these white-robed people can definitely be described as the pinnacle.
"bang!" On the hillside in the distance, a 155mm howitzer shell exploded, setting off a field of dirt. The raised gravel splashed everywhere, and among the gravel and soil that filled the sky, more people in white robes were running forward.
One of them even held a banner in his hand. On the banner, was a red magic flame.
"Damn, who are these?" The platoon leader of a row emptied a magazine, threw the empty magazine on the ground, and drew a new one from his chest to insert the assault Rifle, cursed in a low voice.
Beside him, an Alanhill soldier had pointed his weapon in the air, and fired a large-caliber grenade at the opponent with a grenade hanging under his assault rifle.
Just above their heads, the 20mm caliber cannons on the armored vehicles behind them are firing frantically, but few of these shells can directly hit the target, and sometimes they barely hit the target. Directly penetrate the opponent's defense barrier.
The battle fell into a hard battle from the very beginning. Along the way, the Alanhill heavy armored grenadiers, like traveling, had to face their powerful enemies for the first time.
"bang!" A white-robed man who had rushed to a place 50 meters away was suddenly enveloped by a violent explosion.
It was an infantry mine, a booby-trapped mine for defense. Now the booby-trapped mine was doing what it was supposed to do, with a huge explosion engulfing the target trying to get past it.
In the next second, a embarrassed silhouette rushed out of the flame formed by the explosion, and then the silhouette rolled and burned on the ground, twisting and deforming. The white robe was long gone because of the explosion, and the only thing left was the shapeless body condensed by magic.
The wounded monster twisted and struggled on the ground, and finally collapsed and exploded because of the loss of stability. Like a lit arsenal, it exploded into a black mushroom cloud, even reaching the Defensive Array of Alanhill Grenadiers fifty meters away.
The remaining white-robed men continued to move forward without any hesitation, and soon a second white-robed man rushed in front of the Alanhill Grenadiers, this time he was lucky, along the way Neither stepped on a deadly landmine.
"One row! Draw the sword! Hand to hand!" Burrisson shouted loudly, and then drew out the long sword from his waist.
In a neat and uniform manner, all the soldiers around him drew out their long swords, they jumped out of the trenches, and used their sharp sword tips to face the rushing white-robed man.
"Kill!" Everyone roared, not only to frighten their enemies, but also to make themselves firm and excited.
"For Alanhill!" Burrison also jumped out of the trench, waving his long sword and rushing to the white-robed enemy up ahead: "Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!"
The other party also shouted a vague slogan, and Burrisson vaguely heard a sentence: "Serve the gods!"
The other party's long sword and Burrisson's long sword smashed together , and there was a screeching sound in an instant.
Berryson can clearly feel the tremor from his wrist even if he wears the power outer skeleton - the opponent's strength is quite large, and it can even match the power of the power outer skeleton!
When Burrison realized the strength of his opponent, his opponent also realized that the humans in front of him were also not easy to mess with.
Because it was just a confrontation, the long sword created by the steel essence in the hands of the white robe was split into a huge gap.
The fire star splashed, and the sharp sound of metal bumping together made hair stand on end. Burrisson didn't have time to think about it, and backhanded the second sword. And his opponent did not retreat, but also bullied him forward, blocking Burrison's attack with the long sword in his hand.
Gold and iron chirped, and with a ka-cha sound, the long sword in the white robe man's hand was cut off. The sharp point of the sword spun away in the sky and stuck in the mud not far away.
And the white-robed man didn't panic at all, he lost his long sword, grabbed Burrison's arm with his backhand, and quickly went forward with his other hand.
In the middle of a huge magic array in his palm, the burning Fireball rapidly enlarged in Burrison's pupils.
Berryson didn't have time to back off, but the computer on the power armor helped him make the most correct response. A magical defense barrier in front of him quickly condensed and formed, blocking the Fireball Technique of the white-robed man.
In a flash, Burrison felt a huge impact, his body involuntarily leaned back, and he took several steps back before barely stabilizing his figure.
This is a feeling he has never had before. After putting on the power outer skeleton, he fought head-to-head with ordinary demon officers and never took a half step back.
"The left hand sensor is 17% damaged! The energy reserve is released explosively, consuming 22%... The face sensor is restarted, and the completion rate is 95%!" Inside the headset, The cold voice of the machine suggested that the functions of various parts of the body were damaged.
"Crack... squeak..." After moving his left hand, Burrisson held the long sword in his hand, and once again rushed towards the white-robed man with black smoke in his palm.
(end of this chapter)