Chapter 1275
My Empire Chapter 1275
2020-12-06
Chapter 1275 1277 I'm not hurtFokker rushed out of his building, he pushed open the door When I happened to see a cannonball land on the block not far away.
He could feel the humming in his ears that day on the battlefield again, and he saw that explosion in front of his eyes again.
The roof of the building in the distance slowly tilted in the explosion, and finally collapsed under the heavy load.
The block not far away was instantly submerged in dust, followed by a more muffled sound.
It was the sound of building after building collapsing in shock, the sound of despairing destruction!
"Huh..." In the sound of the explosion, a harsh roar suddenly came, Fokker lifted the head, frowned to find the source of the noise, and then he saw a flying cross like a Something flew quickly over his head.
He certainly didn't know it was an A-10 attack aircraft, and he certainly didn't know that the deadly aircraft was littered with dangerous rockets under the wings.
Fortunately, the target of the A-10 attack aircraft was not where Fokker was located. The target of the aircraft was the barracks of the Holy Sect Army outside the city.
Seeing that the A-10 attack aircraft that flew over Fokker's head began to dive, and spewed white smoke into the invisible place outside the city, Fokker felt that his whole body was in the air. trembling.
"bang! bang!" As the blazing white smoke hit the ground, a roar after another came from outside the city in the distance. The explosions came one after another, and it seemed that the whole between Heaven and Earth was nothing but explosions and fire.
"This... what the hell is going on here?" Pushing away an officer of the Holy Sect Army who came, the Pope walked out of the house, came to the open space, and stood beside Fokker asked.
"This...this is the anger of those 'false gods'..." Fokker replied absentmindedly.
Actually, he no longer felt that the other party was a false god. If a person with such a powerful power is a false god, then the gods believed in by the Holy See may not even be as good as a false god.
"Huh..." The engine roared, and an A-10 attack aircraft that had just fired rockets took a circle in the sky before returning to the battlefield.
It appeared to have picked its target and began to dive over the city. Immediately after this strange flying cross began to spew forth straight lines of shining light.
And on the ground, where these straight lines hit, wisps of white smoke began to spread forward, and all the way, it was about to pass the place where Fokker and the Pope were.
What's even more terrifying is that where the white smoke rose, the stones were even shattered, and the soldiers screamed and spewed out blood mist. It was really a mess.
"Dangerous!" Fokker subconsciously covered his head and sneaked away like a rat, and the Pope hurriedly jumped aside, not caring about his majesty.
The straight line plowed out by the 30mm GAU-8 cannon mounted on the nose of the A-10 attack aircraft passed through the place where Fokker and the Pope stood just now, and continued to extend into the distance. past.
Fokker's adjutant, who had no time to dodge, and two generals of the Holy See were hit by 30mm cannon shells, and as it should be by rights, they became parts.
This is true parts condition, no exaggeration at all. One person flew out half body, and the other person left his body with an arm on his head.
Even, a piece of intestine flew to the Pope's side, and some of the blood on it even fell on the Pope's robe.
"Ah! Ah!" A general with a broken knee screamed and rolled on the ground while hugging the remaining half of his thigh. He tried to retrieve his foot, but found that the calf above the ankle was gone.
There was a piece of minced meat, and he didn't know which piece was on his calf, so he could only search in vain, grabbing a piece from time to time.
The waiter who had just served these generals drinking, couldn't help retching when he saw the bloody scene in front of him.
He almost vomited his stomach, because he really saw a half body with its stomach and intestines hanging out, it was disgusting.
The place that has been baptism by the GAN-8 cannon can definitely be described as a mess. On the ground are the deep pits left by densely packed armor-piercing bullets, and the target hit by the dense barrage is only tragic.
Fokker can be regarded as the Old General who has seen winds and waves. He has been on the battlefield for so many years, and he has seen many dead people.
And he was just bombed by drones in the battle against the Alanhill Empire, which can be considered experienced and knowledgeable.
So he was somewhat immune to the sight in front of him, and resisted the feeling of vomiting. He staggered over and helped the Pope up.
"Your Majesty... You, are you alright?" Fokker asked while waving away the dust surrounding him.
"They are devils! They are devils from hell! They are not false gods! They are devils who have come to destroy this world!" Said: "It must be destroyed! They must be destroyed!"
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty the Pope!" Seeing that there was some blood on the Pope's robe, Fokker nervously supported the Pope, wanting to Look for wounds on his body.
He has seen too many people who were injured on the battlefield but didn't realize it because of their nervousness. So he was afraid that the Pope was really injured, or that he was really afraid that the Pope would die here in such a confused way.
You know, the Pope is their rock empire's only chance to win the war! Without the Pope here, the Rock Empire might have surrendered long ago, facing those mighty Spiritual Gods alone.
Amid his cries, the Pope finally came back to his senses. He looked down and saw the blood on the front of his shirt, and realized that he might be really injured.
It's just that he didn't feel any pain coming from his body, so he could only touch it with his hands to see if he could feel the wound.
Just as he reached out to touch his body, several soldiers hurried over. They had just seen their general being attacked by the enemy, so they rushed over to help.
It was only at this time that Fokker realized that, as a general, when the enemy had already attacked, he didn't even have a weapon!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" he shouted loudly, and then shouted to the gathered soldiers: "Where is my armor? Where is my saber?"
The Pope on the side finally confirmed that he was not injured and that the blood belonged to others. So he calmed down and shouted loudly to Fokker: "I'm fine! I'm not hurt!"
(end of this chapter)