Chapter 1637
My Empire Chapter 1637
2021-10-15
Chapter 1637 1639 VestHill felt that he was really going to die, and Sun Rui helped him open his body When the steel plate was slightly deformed, he saw the blood of black.
This power mecha isn't the most advanced mecha in the Alanhill empire, it looks like it's made.
After finally breathing in the fresh air with a fiery medicinal smell, Hill finally felt the pain coming from his body.
"You have wounds on your body! But it doesn't look like there is a major event!" Sun Rui helped Hill tore away the armor that was pressing on his arm, exposing his hand.
"It hurts to death! You don't have to comfort me anymore, I know I'm dying." Hill felt that he was really dying, and he felt that Sun Rui was comforting him.
Sun Rui heard what Hill said, lifted the mask on his face, and loudly shouted: "I'm sorry, I'm not comforting you, you really just suffered some minor injuries..."
Hearing his good friend say this, Hill was taken aback for a moment, and then he finally gathered up the courage to look at his torso.
Looking at this, he felt that it might be better for him to be dead-although he looked very embarrassed, his body was indeed protected by the power mecha.
The source of the blood was mostly a stone that pierced the joint of the steel plate, and also pierced Hill's side rib. Although; there was a lot of blood, but there was no vital organ there.
Even Hill didn't think that a hole in this place was a fatal injury that was difficult to treat.
Even, he felt that it would be more appropriate for him to tear open the medical bag, press the wound with a hemostatic bag, and wrap a few more bandages than to call a medical soldier.
"Cover me! I'll bandage myself!" Hill moved his arms, sat up from the powerless mecha, and turned back to touch the medical bag on mecha's waist.
He ripped off his earphones, his messy hair was sticking to his forehead from sweat - his face wasn't ugly, because he was a high-level demon, not a low-level one. subspecies.
However, on this battlefield, there are uglier beings than low-level demons, so everyone is not surprised by demons.
"You'd better wear headphones... the explosion of the shells may hurt your ears!" Sun Rui poked his head, looked at the position of the attacking sweeper in the distance, and shrank again. He turned his head and warned Hill Road.
Hill waved his hand, each minding their own business pulled out what he needed from the first aid kit, gritted his teeth and pressed it on his wound.
It was a kind of instant pleasure of medicine killing bacteria, which made Hill's whole person seem to be sublimated in an instant.
After a short period of sourness, he was thankful. I thought I was dead, but looking at it now, I was relatively lucky.
"If you don't die today! You will definitely get the medal you want!" Sun Rui checked the ammunition on his weapon and said to Hill, who had bandaged himself.
The medal he was talking about was the Higgs 11 Planetary Service Medal, which will be awarded as long as you fight here for 30 days.
This medal is a commemoration and encouragement for other soldiers of the Empire, but for Demon Race, it has another important meaning.
With this medal, you can live in the Alanhill Empire with equality and freedom as a citizen of the Alanhill Empire.
This is the favor given by the Empire, and this is the only way for them to redeem themselves! As a former enemy of the Empire, Demon Race must do more and better than others in order to integrate into this big family!
Without waiting for Hill to say anything, Sun Rui put on the mask on his face, picked up the electromagnetic rifle in his hand, and moved towards the distant target and started to attack.
Even Swordsman, in such a tragic battlefield, gradually discovered that their Flying Sword was actually far less useful than the electromagnetic rifle in his hand.
Therefore, more often, they are more willing to use the electromagnetic rifle to fire attacks when the enemy is far away, retain their strength, and then use the Flying Sword to fight the enemy at close range when the enemy is close.
And these Swordsman, after being strengthened by mecha, made up for the lack of their own battle strength and became stronger.
Warden commanders also began to discover that the Swordsman, reinforced by iron armor and electromagnetic rifles, was no longer the Swordsman of the "Sword God Sect" they faced.
These formidable opponents are as tough as the grenadiers of the Alanhill Empire at long range, and in close quarters combat with a lightsaber in front of them, and a swimming Flying Sword from others. The angle of sneak attack can be said to be a strong pervert.
After wrapping the bandage, Hill felt that he seemed to be alive. He tried to twist his body and felt that his state seemed to have recovered a lot.
So he climbed out of the paralyzed power mecha and wanted to find a handy weapon to help Sun Rui who was fighting hard.
"bang!" Just as he was looking down at the trenches to find his weapon, a black energy group landed on the edge of the trench not far away, splashing the sky with mud.
Hill squinted, and there was another buzzing in his ears. He really misses the earphones that protect his hearing so much now, but it's a pity that it's broken now.
"There are too many of them! Damn it!" Sun Rui threw off the magazine from the gun, took out a new magazine from his waist and filled it up, turned to Hill and shouted, "Help me! I found your ammunition! I'm about to shoot the bullet!"
"Okay!" Hill didn't hear what Sun Rui said at all, but he still made a gesture to Sun Rui, Indicates that he is looking for a weapon.
He thought that Sun Rui wanted him to find a weapon to help him, so the ghostly figure replied "OK".
"There are too many of them! I can't stand it anymore!" Sun Rui shouted again, seeing more and more sweepers on the opposite side.
This time, Hill, who had regained some hearing, could hear Sun Rui's shout clearly. He bent down and pulled out his long sword from the floating soil, and made a good gesture to Sun Rui: "Come on! No matter how many they are, I am here with you today, and we will fight to the death..."
Just as he was speaking, a shadow passed over his head, like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the place where the sweeper was.
Immediately after, there were the second shadow and the third shadow, followed by dozens, hundreds of such shadows, passing the position where Hill and Sun Rui were stationed. .
This shadow is even uglier than the sweeper on the opposite side, as if it came from hell, and it is simply a demon in a nightmare. It was also the first time that Sun Rui saw such a thing, so he forgot to even continue to fire for a while.
That's a demon dog...a demon dog wearing...a bomb vest...
Seeing these familiar silhouettes, Hill seems to recall the Demon Race able to move unhindered in the whole world. He grinned - we Demon Race, in terms of numbers, that's a lot! ——
Today, Heavenly Dragon can finally eat a little something... It's not easy, I've never thought porridge was so delicious.
(end of this chapter)