"Keep up with that rotten piece of meat!" the commander of New Eden immediately blew his whistle as he watched the large stitched corpse begin to move forward.

It has been an hour since the formation of a battlefield composed of warm and humid air from the sea in the east and cold air from the south turned the entire Roland Valdo into a large mud pool, and the majestic rain turned the entire battlefield into an underwater paradise, except that there were no bikini beauties, no inflated balls, no laughter and splashes, only death of your life.

There were gunshots everywhere, and if they could, the young men walking in the rain didn't want to breathe at all - there was a scorching smell everywhere, the smell of death and decay everywhere, and on the seventh day of the battle at Rolandvaldo, the last thing the whole battlefield lacked was of course corpses, and the rotting and decomposing corpses turned the whole city into a foul-smelling morgue.

And the Eastern Continent and New Eden are turning each other into the newest customers of this morgue as quickly as possible.

Compared to the smell of the large stitched corpses, the stench that spreads from the large stitched corpses can be described as 'insignificant', and the New Edenians have lost all their chariots and can now rely on this pampered object to consume the enemy's firepower when it barely stops.

The cannon on the bell tower in the distance rang off again, and a cannonball flew over the crowd and landed on the bridge, following the lightning to illuminate the gray world, and the young man could see a large number of human beings taking off.

Shrapnel grenades, the most terrible product of the most violent war machine of the Eastern Continentals, only one shot is enough to clear the area of a small half of a football field, although the undead are not afraid of flying gravels, but the hordes of undead will immediately become the Eastern Continent clergy and the blow of the silver infiltration firepower, and the same as the incendiary bomb thrown on the head of the living in New Eden, although the silver blessing incendiary bomb sounds like a high-cost thing, but only one is enough to make thousands of undead into dry bones that no longer move.

Not to mention the buckets of holy water that were thrown over, any bucket of holy water that landed on the head of the corpse would be a fatal blow to it.

The only good news was that because of the bad weather, the Eastern Continent's combat boats rarely appeared, and the low altitude attack made it easier for New Eden's air defense forces to attack them, and after losing at least thirty combat boats, the Eastern Continent's combat boats withdrew from the battle.

The bad news is that their battle mages have appeared on the battlefield like madmen, and the steppe elves wielding bombing kits have smashed the incendiary bombs that were originally delivered with battle barrels directly into the heads of the enemy.

Just like on his left side, more than a dozen steppe elf battle mages entered the battle from the flank and rear, dropping more than a dozen incendiary bombs, except for four that were smashed crooked due to too bad weather and the threat of air defense in the rear, the rest were smashed into the offensive queue of the New Eden, and one shot smashed into the queue on the left side of the young man, and the leader of the third squadron, who was still chatting with him in the battle just now, has now become a fire man who is running and wailing, and even the rain cannot extinguish the flames.

Eventually, the burning man fell headlong into the filth of mud and water, and flesh and blood.

Someone behind him was vomiting, and the young man wanted to vomit too, but the training in the military academy allowed him to finally control his digestive system, he quickened his pace, and there seemed to be flames extinguishing in the distance of the rain curtain, "Lao Bai, just now the prince gave a death order, we must recapture the bridgehead!

The arcane radio soldier who ran over beside him looked angry: "I don't know how many people are folded there, why does it sound like we are still lacking." ”

"It's a big deal, it's a hell of a death! Where the fart is big, thousands of people who have died before and after just can't take it!" said the young man, when he saw a very large flower of fire blooming in the distance of the rain curtain.

In the next second, the abdomen of the suture corpse in front of itself turned into an open wound that 'bloomed', and it howled, and flames burned in its abdominal wound, and quickly ignited the entire suture corpse.

"Damn!, how can their tanks still have shells!?"

With such an expletive, the young man took the microphone from the radio of the radio soldier: "Witnessed the chariot of the Eastern Continent firing! Damn! Who said to kill it!?"

………………

"Honey, do you have any shells?!!Bring me one!" Penny asked, watching his target fall in the scope.

"No, it was just the last shotnade. Anne's voice came from behind him.

"Oh my God, I should have given this shell to the infantry who stitched it up. The pointy-eared steppe elf girl lamented and patted the helmet on her head: "Where's the supply vehicle?!"

"I'm going to look for ammo in the back. Yang turned his head to look at Penny, "We still have twenty-four grenades on the roof of the car." ”

"I'll go. After saying that, he opened the hatch above his head: "My God, this rain is really heavy." ”

"It's already flowing into the car, and the rainy season in Ashupi is really deadly. After Penny finished speaking, she also opened the hatch above her head, she patted the small bell on the side of the turret, and greeted the steppe elves around the chariot: "Girls, help us keep an eye on the sides, drive a little more ahead, Jiuye, move." ”

"I'm moving, but the tracks are a little slippery, my god...... It's a lot harder than the Tora on Mars Farm. ”

The chariot began to move, moving through the ruins and mud until Higashi saw his target: "I see that guy!

The vehicle stopped, then slid a little, and Chang pulled the grenade launcher with the sliding base, and pulled the bracket to make sure it was still working: "First shot!"

Everything was working fine with the launcher, and the grenades swirled and landed in the crowd, and nothing happened except for the screams of the unlucky ones who seemed to have been hit.

"What's the situation?"

"Adjust the fuse work!Let them explode!" Jiuye's voice sounded in the car crew channel: "The first shot should have hit the mud, and the impact fuse didn't work, and then it probably hit someone's knee or ankle." ”

"That bad guy. Long pulled open the launcher's firing cap and removed the grenade box, swapping it for the grenade box that Penny had already adjusted.

The airburst grenade works well, although because of the heavy rain, the silver powder in the grenade cannot fly and cause secondary damage to the undead targets in New Eden, but the silver fragments work normally, each grenade can cause dozens of kills, the only pity is that there is only such a box of twelve rounds, the other one is not an air storm fuse at all, there is no chance to adjust on the battlefield, but is used to directly aim at human targets...... It's just too wasteful.

The 40mm grenade directly hits people, not to mention how sad this idea is, the consumption of this kind of cannon to fight mosquitoes alone is not something that normal people should think of.

So let's use it to stitch up the corpses, Long and Penny quickly loaded the grenades into the launcher, and fired the last twelve rounds at the stitched corpses that were getting closer and closer, and then the chariot began to reverse.

"The supply vehicle is back, and they have returned twenty rounds of shrapnel and five armor-piercing rounds, which are the last ammunition at the supply station. ”

"Isn't our squadron of transports back yet!" said Long and Penny slipped into the vehicle and quickly closed the hatch.

"Due to the weather, the combat boats did not dare to fly in the thunderstorm, and there were already tracked vehicles to meet them. ”

"What the damn weather!" Penny tore a towel from a nearby shelf and wiped his face with it, "This towel stinks." ”

"It's normal, you've been using it for six days, and I'm smelling right now. Yang pursed his lips after speaking: "Who said that he wanted to give this chariot a constant temperature magic circle, the magic circle." ”

"The circle master is broken, I originally wanted him to repair it, but isn't this Roland Valdo an emergency? Long wiped his face with his hand, then wiped his hand on her towel: "Hell, I've never been so dirty as I am now. ”

"I won't hold Marceau the next time I come up. Jiuye sniffed his collar, and then frowned into Sichuan characters.

"By the way, Annie, what about you. Penny turned her head to look at Anne.

"It's okay, I'm not sweating. Anne replied that the girl, who had carried at least two hundred shells in the last few days, sat in a small chair on the edge of the ammunition rack, dwarfed by the cleanliness of her sisters.

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