Chapter 1337
My Empire Chapter 1337
2021-01-08
Chapter 1337 1339 Small Village Fights Again"Are they crazy? In this case, they are still dying Attack!" Outside village 157, the troops commanded by Harold, who had not fought for more than a day, ushered in a new round of enemy attacks.
The difference from the last time is that this time the opponent seems to have invested hundreds of people and has a large reserve team.
The battle from the very beginning entered a white-hot stage. Harold, who was already ready to attack, had to retreat to the 157th village defense line again.
"I don't know if they are crazy, but they came to die! We can help them!" The sergeant next to Harold leaned against the bunker and shouted loudly.
"Cloud bomb!" Not far from them, in a crater, a soldier who had just finished reloading shouted loudly.
He raised the launcher, carried it on his shoulder, and pulled the trigger in the distance. A white smoke rushed directly into the distant wheat field, and then a deafening explosion sounded. , followed by a white mushroom cloud rising into the sky.
"sou!" A Flying Sword rushed out of the white smoke, directly smashing a low wall beside the village. The huge force made the Alanhill Imperial Heavy Armored Grenadiers who were shooting behind the low wall dodged one by one, covered in dirt one by one.
A heavy armored personnel carrier started to fire frantically on the other side of the village. The huge shells fell one by one next to the tracks, hitting the soft soil and smoking white smoke.
The tracer bullets became a net of fire, directly covering the position where the white clothed Swordsman attacked in the distance. Blood mist is everywhere, fire star of metal collision is everywhere.
"Ammo!" A heavy armored grenadier, after flinging the magazine on the assault rifle, took out a new magazine from his chest, inserted it into the gun and pulled the bolt, and shouted loudly. shouted.
He only has two magazines left, and if he continues to play at such a high intensity, he will soon run out of ammunition.
The shouting didn't fly far before it was drowned out by a series of rumbling sounds of rocket engines.
The officer lying behind the bunker shrank his neck while holding down his comrades who wanted to get up and fire: "Intelligent cluster rockets! Be careful!"
In his Above his head, a series of white smoke swept past rapidly, and those huge rockets suddenly disintegrated and scattered over the wheat field.
The intelligent ammunition densely packed inside immediately scattered like a goddess scattered flowers, directly covering all targets in the wheat field.
At a height of more than ten meters from the ground, these smart ammunition suddenly exploded, cracking against the ground, and sprinkled steel ball fragments like raindrops.
For a moment, the whole wheat field was quiet after a crackle, and there was no movement at all.
"sou!" After the silence, another Flying Sword rushed out of the wheat field and hit the outer wall of a house on the verge of collapse, leaving a washbasin on it sized holes.
And in the wheat field, many Swordsman dressed in white jumped up again and rushed to the nearby village.
How many times is this attacking? No one cares, because from the moment these people came here, the main theme here is a killing.
A wheeled armored vehicle smashed into the debris behind it, and the hatch behind the armored vehicle quickly opened before the dust was scattered.
The Battle Puppet droid dashed out of the cockpit with supplies on its back, carrying a tin crate full of ammo to its designated location.
The third puppet just walked a few meters away when a Flying Sword pierced its head, it fell weakly, and the ammunition box it was carrying in its two hands fell far away.
"Your ammo!" In "a hail of bullets", a puppet dropped two boxes of ammo full of magazines and unloaded a backpack from behind him. There are magic spar energy in the backpack, as well as grenades and two individual cloud bombs.
After putting down the supplies, the puppet soldier picked up the assault rifle hanging on his chest, aimed at the distant target and pulled the trigger.
In addition to transporting supplies, it also covers the target to replenish ammunition, buys time for the main force, and destroys the enemy as much as possible.
Opening the ammo box and hanging a magazine on his chest, when the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire Heavy Armored Grenadier were getting ready for battle, the puppet robot, which had been firing continuously, was killed. The Flying Sword hit and turned into a pile of broken wreckage.
"tú tú tú tú!" Without even glancing at the wreckage around him, the heavily armored grenadier once again raised his assault rifle and poured frantically at the enemy in the distance. Ammunition up.
A flying boat landed on the reverse slope of a small hill several hundred meters away from the wheat field, and the white clothed Swordsman fully loaded on the flying boat poured out of the cabin under the loud shout of Swordsman in the lead.
"Help me!" A wounded lying on the clearing, clutching the same sect that was treating him with blood-stained hands, mourned in pain.
More wounded were unconscious, their white clothed covered with blood, some without arms, some without legs.
More people were punched with holes and lay motionless. Only a few people were bandaged, and outside the makeshift shed, there were many bodies that were too late to deal with.
"Ah!" A white clothed Swordsman let out a hoarse scream. His right leg was still attached to his body, but the wound was huge and deep to the bone. on the body.
The white clothed Swordsman who passed by the wounded faced deathly pale. Under the urging of the senior Swordsman, they crossed this small mound and rushed into the wheat field that could no longer be seen as a wheat field.
When they saw the scene in front of them, their faces became even paler: This is a battlefield, it is clearly hell!
Around the densely packed crater, there were white clothed corpses whose original color could no longer be seen. These corpses spread all the way to the front of the small village where only the ruins were left, and there were some embarrassed Swordsman in the middle of the corpses, insisting on fighting.
The oncoming tracer hit the automatic defense Flying Sword, splashing a fire star. The Swordsman who were taken aback by the sudden attack joined the battle in confusion.
Another battle broke out abruptly. Behind the white clothed Swordsman shouting and rushing towards Village 157, a flying boat was hit by a missile as soon as it took off. Thick smoke, headed towards the distant horizon.
Further away, on top of a mountain floating in the air, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the surrounding clouds were blown away again, forming a spectacular white ring.
(end of this chapter)