Chapter 1138
My Empire Chapter 1138
2020-11-03
Chapter 1138 Gunshots at intersection 1140"Damn! These bastards! These bastards!" The ruins, the fleeing demon cursed desperately.
Their home, everything they are proud of, has been turned into such a worthless ruin!
Even, at the feet of these demons galloping past, the corpses of demon civilians fell. In the early morning or at night, they were pierced by bomb fragments or flying stones, and they fell here waiting to rot.
"Run! Keep running!" In front of an intersection, the leading demon veteran stopped, and he waved to the demon soldiers behind him, signaling them to rush through the empty intersection first.
A demon soldier holding his long sword and gasping for breath passed the veteran soldier in the corner. He saw the demon guard on the other side of the street, and he felt that he was about to be safe.
So he rushed out of the intersection and ran towards those companions, and then he saw the demon defender on the opposite side and waved his hands frantically at him.
It was a gesture for him to stop, it was a dangerous gesture. Before he could regret it, the poor demon suddenly felt that one of his legs had lost his control.
He suddenly lost his balance while running and fell to the ground. His face slammed heavily on the dirt floor, pierced by the pebbles on top of it.
At this time, he finally felt that something had penetrated his thigh. It was an excruciating pain, and it was a kind of desperate pain with broken bones.
The sound of gunfire echoed in his ears, and he struggled to see a bullet go through one of his legs. Black's blood was running down his torn trousers, and the trousers on his other intact leg were dyed black.
"Help! Help!" The poor demon recruit covered his thigh with his hand, desperately looking towards the veteran in the corner behind him.
He desperately yelled at the veteran, hoping someone could help him out of this dangerous place.
It's a pity that because there are human snipers, no one will rush to the streets to save him, he can only rely on himself now.
"Who will help me! Help!" The recruit struggled on the ground. He looked towards those comrades who were curled up in the corner. He hoped that someone could come and help him at this time. Hope someone can come and help him.
It's just that no one will rush out to help him at this time, he can only lie down in the middle of the street in despair, even turning over is difficult.
Without any hope, he rolled over, gritted his teeth, and ignoring the pain in his leg, extended the hand and crawled across the street, knowing he was going to be hit because of that The veteran's arrangement, if the other side does not let him take risks, such a thing will not happen.
It's a shame that in that case there's always someone taking the risk for everyone, but he just happens to be in the second position.
So, the poor demon started crawling like this, extending the hand while praying in his mind that the god of magic would bless him and let him reach the other side of the street safely.
Well, at this moment, the god of magic is too busy now, because too many people are praying to him.
When the poor demon stretched out his arm for the second time, a bullet flew mercilessly again and hit him in the shoulder.
The bullet shattered his shoulder blades and embedded its flesh into the dirt road beside him. Black's blood splashed, accompanied by the screams of the recruit.
"He's luring us out!" The demon veteran leaning against the corner held down an impulsive comrade beside him, looked at the companion who was struggling on the street, coldly said: "Let's go find him !"
After saying that, the veteran turned his head, changed direction, and got into an unremarkable alley.
The recruit who followed the veteran all the way frowned and followed the veteran with his long sword. The other two demons looked at the wounded soldier struggling on the street and walked quickly into the alley where the veteran disappeared.
The rest of the demons didn't move, they just watched the demon recruit on the street, watching Black's blood flowing along his shirt, slowly spreading on the dirt road.
And with the ebbing of time, the poor recruit moves more slowly and more imperceptibly.
If you look closely, you can see that the poor wounded is still breathing, but he has no other movements except breathing.
On the other side, the demon veteran with a long sword ran quickly for two blocks and leaned against a wall that was more than half collapsed.
He made a quiet gesture to the three demon soldiers behind him, then surveyed the surrounding terrain.
"Have you seen that second layer building? That damn human is probably hiding there! We're going to rush to the second floor...but this process is dangerous, who's going first? "The veteran pointed to the ruins of the magic tower that had collapsed with only two floors left not far away, and said in a low voice.
"I'm going! I'm going to pull out his intestines and strangle him with that intestine!" A demon gnashing teeth wanted to avenge his comrade.
The wounded demon soldier lying in the middle of the road was the demon's good friend, and now his anger has swept through his mind, so much so that he even forgot his fear.
The angry demon took the long sword full of rust, stepped out of the corner, and attached the half-collapsed magic tower.
He bypassed the mottled wall, stepped on the wooden door that fell to the ground, and rushed into the room with two remaining floors.
What no one saw, the moment he stepped into the room, the red light emitted by a device was blocked by his feet in the gaps between the bricks and stones scattered at the corner of the door. broken.
The human sniper team on the second floor was blocking the entire street, and the device on the arm of the sub-shooter who was in charge of watching and covering suddenly vibrated.
"Someone invaded!" He put down the wide-angle telescope smoothly, and the sub-shooter picked up his assault rifle and stood by the door: "Four!"
"First Solve a few, otherwise it will be very troublesome!" The sniper said to his companion without turning his head.
"Understood!" The sub-shooter gently slid twice on the control panel of the device he was wearing on his wrist, and the pre-arranged booby-trapped mine downstairs exploded.
The earth shook and the mountain quivered, the sub-shooter felt the nervousness of the floor under his feet on the verge of collapse. This building is really likely to collapse at any time, even if the sub-shooter is just a booby-trapped mine that kills and kills fragments.
(end of this chapter)