Chapter 41: A Nightmare Fifty Years Ago

"Damn, Vasily, it's no longer possible to hold it! How many damn things are there!" In the ruined building, relying on the heavy wall structure, it was difficult to take advantage of the barrage to fight back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

From the higher floors, Vasily's voice came, "Lieutenant, they are boundless. The crisp voice of Mosin Nagant never seemed to stop, and Vasily, a sniper, had already used his rifle as if it were a light machine gun.

"German reinforcements are coming, hold on. The AK47 assault rifle in Boris's hand kept firing, and the gun shot hit the head. The only thing a resolute soldier can do is to kill the enemy and repel the incoming enemy.

"Medic! Medic! Someone has been shot!"

"Who's calling a doctor, do you need treatment?" "Dressed in heavy protective armor, the medics of a Pyro outfit came running with speed and light that didn't match their clothes, "Oh, where does it hurt?"

With the help of the power armor, the nurse girl easily picked up the injured Makarov, and the bullet holes were quickly exposed to the nurse girl's eyes. "Well, it's okay, I don't have to enjoy the gauze bath. ”

Watching the green potion poured into the wounded from the medician Katyusha's robotic arm, the bleeding quickly stopped, and Lieutenant Pavlov continued to turn his attention back to the war outside the building.

"You're still amazing, if you give me such a set, maybe I can rush out and become a peerless or something. Single-handedly taking alien brainworms is like probing for things, and it may be mixed with a few medals of the Hero of the Soviet Union. Makarov was busy trying to tease the beautiful female nurse, Miss Katyusha.

However, Katyusa glanced at him: "Don't think about it, I'll throw you a blinding flashbang at most." How do you think the people in the Brest Fortress died? They actually forced the medical guards to use as meat shields in front, which violated the "Foggy War Law" signed by the marshal, and you will know the rest of the matter. ”

Makarov shuddered, even with an elite warrior like him, he was terrified after seeing the tragic state of the Brest Fortress, the entire Brest Fortress fell inch by inch, and none of the fortress guards survived, because the enemy on the opposite side suddenly evolved. This led to the rout of the entire Brest front, and the troops had to retreat to the Minsk area.

At this moment, there was a sudden sharp sound of breaking the air, and the rubble and dust in the ruined building began to shake and rise. Vasily's voice came, "Ready, the Me262 fleet is coming!"

Looking at the overwhelming fleet of the latest jet bomber fighters, the panting Kozhdub tightened his bandages, "The Germans' planes, I really didn't expect that in just a few months, we have become a united front." What do you think would be like now if the Tsars of the Romanov dynasty had also put Russia under trusteeship?"

"Pay attention to who you are, Kozhdub," said Boris, an elite Soviet fighter, and any such idea would be halal. It was supposed to be dragged to the gallows on the outskirts of Moscow and hanged.

After the earth-shattering sound of the bombardment, everything cleared like a fog - in the last scene, in front of the dilapidated building, in front of the artillery fire, the enemy against whom these warriors were targeted, countless strange shapes and ferocious monsters.

The vision is raised, and it is a terrifying scene, the monster seems to be endless, stretching from the front of the battlefield, through the city, through the ice and snow, through the long Siberia, until it seems to be the end of the world, the endless snow-white taiga.

Snow-white Siberia, except for the strange purple-black fungus blanket dyed by monsters, the rest is an old dark red. The thick smell of blood seemed to have passed through the image and reached everyone's nose.

In the blink of an eye, the million-strong army was eaten away, and there was no time to mourn and collect the corpses of their comrades, and the new line of defense was immediately put into use, and the new group of planes continued to charge, bomb and strafe.

The shocked little wizards seemed to wake up from a dream, their faces turned pale, and the first thing they did was vomit frantically. Only Xiwen silently recorded all this with the engram crystal in his hand behind his back, maybe it would be interesting to see these black histories when these little guys are alone in the future.

"Xiwen, what is that—" Miss Shimizu asked, drinking water to suppress her discomfort.

"A piece of history, a memory. Siwen clasped his ring finger and thumb up, and raised his index and middle fingers together, and the familiar projection emerged in the empty room. Looking at the chariots running on the Siberian snowfields, the tigers and leopards are in swarms, the steel is torrential, and the commander's flag is actually the German eagle flag.

"What kind of creature is that?—no, what's inside that Siberian forest?"

"Zeg, the insect, is a defective product of biological experiments in a high-dimensional existence, but it is enough to deal with the earth. In the war 50 years ago, tens of millions of people from the Soviet Union, Germany, Britain, France and other countries finally resisted that attack. And the next time, it's about to strike again. ”

Xiwen tapped on the image to zoom in, and a non-existent door could already be faintly seen, "This is the gate of the world, the junction point of the planet arena, every time someone else attacks or we attack out, the conqueror will be rewarded, and the successful defense will get a chance to live." ”

"And what if you lose?" Harry asked.

Xiwen burst into an incomparably bright smile, "If you lose, then this planet or this universe will have no meaning, and it will usher in its own demise." Perdition in the truest sense of the word. ”

"So, you are the appointed savior~ Give full play to your strength, and one day, you will be the one standing at the forefront of the battlefield. The screen jumps again, and in the projection they see the native defenders rushing to the battlefield with all kinds of weapons and all kinds of moves, until the battle is killed or ended.

"It's horrible—" Little Hermione's golden eyes flashed with excitement that didn't match her tone. Siwen gently patted the top of the girl's head, and the power from the Golden Nightmare King gradually weakened Hermione's effect.

"Okay, that's all for today's lesson, you can practice these powers freely, as for the next class time, I will arrange it according to the statistical results and your time. The smile on Xiwen's face suddenly turned cold, and a letter suddenly appeared in the void, and he simply browsed it into Xiwen's hand.

"What's going on?" Qiu Zhang asked nervously, she felt that the Xiwen in front of her was like the beast in Siberia at the moment. Hermione, on the other hand, noticed that her silverwing hair accessory seemed to emit a strange fluctuation.

"It's nothing, it's just that the animals in some places don't want to be human anymore, and we're just going to do a little favor and get rid of their franchise. Xiwen flicked his fingers, and an energy distorted the space in front of him, "Oh yes, Sister Shimizu, help me ask Professor Flitwick for a leave, the matter is more urgent." At this time, the space in front of him had begun to distort and expand, forming a spatial door.

"I'm coming, Sokovia. Leaving the crowd stunned. Siwen's figure disappeared into the twisted space.