Chapter 361: Huh?

What is it like for a harvester to cut wheat?

Starting, advancing, and crushing, the wheat in the land fell batch after batch without any suspense, unable to resist and unable to resist, and was easily harvested and crushed, without the slightest pause in the whole process. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

This kind of scene is also applicable to the formation of super elite troops rushing into the formation of the US army.

If a large number of U.S. troops are regarded as ears of wheat on the land, then the super elite troops led by Lin Xuanyuan are equivalent to modified heavy harvesters.

Six or seven hundred follow-up elite troops, of which the three hundred people provided by the Matsuga family are one grade lower than the super elite troops, but the leaders are several supreme and X-level masters, hundreds of people gather together to charge, four supreme-level figures do arrows, X-level masters and quasi-X-level masters follow, this kind of scene, it is already a little inappropriate to use dream tigers into the flock, it is harvesting!

The bloodiest and most brutal harvest.

Hundreds of people roared past, and the U.S. troops, who were already a little scattered in the formation in front of them, couldn't stop any decent resistance at all, and they fell down with a bang, and a large amount of blood flew out with the fallen corpse in an instant, while Lin Xuanyuan and the others had already advanced to another place.

Twenty-five seconds.

The U.S. perimeter defense line was completely shattered.

Powerful like gods and demons!

In the face of countless grenade bombardments, the US military did not collapse, and when the smoke and bombs covered the line of sight and obstruction, the US military could also counterattack, and in the face of the desperate charge of the death squads, and even when using human bombs to open the way, the US troops were only slightly panicked, but in the face of the terrifying charge of Lin Xuanyuan and others, the US troops on the periphery were completely stunned.

They were completely like experiencing a real horror movie or magic drama, watching each other rush over in a daze, their own people fell in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, countless corpses became bloody mud, hundreds of elite enemies stepped on the corpses and continued to rush forward, and the elite American troops were like paper paste, shattering as soon as they collided.

Incredible, incomprehensible.

That's the scariest thing.

The U.S. troops on the periphery collapsed almost in the blink of an eye, and they didn't know who shouted first, and then a large number of veterans who had been baptized on the battlefield began to flee directly.

Or rather, retreat.

This is perhaps the angriest and most comforting thing for Nicholas, the commander of St. Mary's Hospital, after all, the veterans, although their hearts are broken, but the almost instinctive sense of smell of the battlefield is still there, and everyone is running inside the hospital, instead of running around like headless flies.

U.S. forces on the periphery retreated.

The special forces inside rushed straight up.

In the dense gunfire, smoke and bullets from various high points burst out again, and the super elite units of the four supreme figures took the lead and collided with the US special forces.

Thirty-two seconds.

The battle is over.

The special forces were forced to retreat.

In the surveillance room, Nicholas watched all this, his eyes shining uncertainly, and his look of horror and uneasiness kept alternating.

In a short period of time, he issued more than a dozen orders through the megaphone, defending, detouring, outflanking, dispersing, encircling and suppressing...

The Marine Corps is the largest special forces unit in the world, and as the first instructor of the Marine Corps, Nicholas's battlefield command level is absolutely impressive, otherwise the US government would not have appointed him as the first commander of St. Mary's Hospital.

There was no problem with the series of orders that Nicholas had just given, the only problem was that the enemy was too strong.

It's so powerful, so strong that people have nothing to say!

The other party doesn't care about Nicholas's so-called tactics and command at all, they just recognize a direction, they don't bother to take care of your ever-changing tactics, charge, charge!

It's completely a look, you can do whatever you want, Lao Tzu just rushes forward, and there is a kind of posture that you kill me.

Unstoppable, unstoppable!

Nicholas's breathing grew more and more rapid, and his eyes were fixed on the screen.

On the screen, the enemy's super elite troops are still moving forward, and at the forefront, scarlet sword light is flying vertically and horizontally, as if it has gone completely crazy!

Blood!

Only blood!

Nicholas couldn't even catch the shadow of the other party, only that he was constantly moving, the scarlet sword light almost occupied most of the screen, and the blood surrounded the sword blade, afterimages, and there were afterimages everywhere that seemed to be driven by the sword light.

He rushed into the formation of the American army alone, the sword light lit up, the corpse fell, the afterimage flashed rapidly, several supreme figures in the rear rushed through, and the phalanx of hundreds of people suddenly killed and wounded nearly half, and then the super elite troops went all the way forward, and in the continuous gunfire, all the American troops who stopped in front suddenly turned into corpses.

And the figure at the front rushed into the American army in front again, blood, wailing, sword light, afterimage...

Yes, all Nicholas could see now was the sword glare and afterimage.

He hadn't even seen the exact figure of the owner of the scarlet sword.

But Nicholas could figure out who the other party was with his ass.

The royal god of war King Lin Xuanyuan!

There is only Lin Xuanyuan!

In this more than 10 days, more than 10 military bases have been bloodied, and more than 100,000 US troops have been killed!

"Retreat! Everyone retreats, and set up defenses around the inpatient building, this is an order! Immediately retreat, shrink the formation!"

Nicholas took a deep breath and ordered categorically.

"Delta Force received. ”

"The Marines received. ”

"The seventy-fifth Ranger Regiment understood. ”

"The Predator Infantry Regiment received. ”

"The Hawkeye reconnaissance battalion understands. ”

"Understood..."

"Roger..."

In an instant, at least two dozen troops responded to Nicholas's instructions at the same time, and the chaotic sound shook Nicholas's mind.

But Nicholas, who had a specific knowledge of the 15,000 U.S. troops before he became the commander of operations at St. Mary's Hospital, still clearly understood that several units were missing from these reports.

Firebird Assault Brigade.

Boulder Infantry Battalion.

XXIII Airborne Battalion.

None of these names appear in the report.

Undoubtedly, this represents the total annihilation of all three forces.

And this is obviously not all losses, just the total annihilation of the troops.

Nicholas was not a fool, and naturally did not believe that the troops who had just been ordered would lose a single one.

"Nick, what about the losses of the Marines?"

Nicholas asked in a low voice, Nick is the commander of the Second Marine Division, with the rank of colonel, it can be said that Nicholas is the descendant of Nicholas, Nicholas serves as the commander of all the troops, and Nick is the commander of the Marine Corps in St. Mary's Hospital, the top SSS+ master, enough to calm the scene.

"The losses are very large, the fifth, the third brigade is completely annihilated, the first squadron is completely annihilated, and there are three squadrons with more than half of the casualties, the specific data is too late to count, instructor, the scene is too chaotic. ”

Nicholas twitched violently inside, dripping blood in distress.

The establishment of the Marine Corps, a brigade is 500 people, and a squadron is 100 people, that is to say, just from the beginning to the present, in just a few minutes, just the Marine Corps, there are more than 1,000 casualties, among the special forces of the US Army, the Marine Corps in St. Mary's Hospital originally invested the most, but now it has suddenly become the weakest side, and the losses of the Marine Corps are so heavy, how good can the losses of other units be?

Nicholas silently estimated, his heart became colder and colder, and the most conservative estimate was that the American army probably lost nearly 5,000 people at this time.

Five thousand people...

One-third of the number of people, what is this concept?

After all, all of this is just the beginning.

On the screen, the killing continues.

The charge never stops.

The enemy's formation was not chaotic at all, and there was not even too much attrition, they rushed over at a very fast speed, no matter where they rushed, there must be a piece of blood everywhere they passed, and the scarlet sword light in front was still flickering, even faster and faster, in the fierce battle, the opponent had no signs of physical strength being consumed at all, even through the screen, Nicholas could feel a kind of madness that made people's scalps tingle.

This kind of slaughter of US troops, and even the bloodbathing of military bases, is extremely dazzling for any high-ranking US military official.

......

"It's finally begun. ”

At the same time, in the inpatient building, Wang Fuyu, who was the only patient, reappeared in front of the window, listening to the shouts and explosions outside the window, and there was a touch of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Thinking of Roth Bruce's recent visit, in the chaos outside the door now, Wang Fuyu always felt that something must be happening in the outside world of the United States now, but because of the closed news, he didn't know anything, this feeling of knowing nothing was too bad, and the feeling of irritability gradually came up, Wang Fuyu frowned tightly and pressed himself.

The rain outside is getting heavier.

But in the dense rain, the tragic shouts of killing gradually became clear.

Explosions, gunshots, screams, shouts, all kinds of sounds gathered together, like a cruel but majestic music, reverberating.

Wang Fuyu knows very well that all this is because of himself.

In other words, everyone who dies here today is dying for himself!

Wang Fuyu smiled bitterly, his heart was complicated.

The sound of dense footsteps came from far and near, as if thousands of troops were moving at the same time.

In Wang Fuyu's sight, a large number of American troops suddenly turned around the corner of the hospital without warning and quickly approached the inpatient building.

A hundred, a thousand, thousands ...

The dense US troops surrounded the hospital in an impenetrable manner in a blink of an eye, and in the follow-up direction, countless US troops rushed over densely.

Wang Fuyu was a little stunned, and then his breathing gradually became short.

It's only been a few minutes since the battle began, so is it here?

Today, it seems that there is really hope of escaping?

"Bang!"

At the door of the ward, a loud bang rang out violently, interrupting Wang Fuyu's contemplation.

A tall, thin middle-aged white man walked over.

At first glance, he saw Wang Fuyu standing on the balcony.

"Introduce yourself. ”

The middle-aged white man opened his mouth and smiled, looking kind, but there was a bloodthirsty fierce light in his eyes: "I am Yorick, the captain of the first team of the Poseidon's Vision, Yorick Atlas. ”

"Something?"

Wang Fuyu said indifferently.

"Didn't you think you would have to pay the price when you killed Your Excellency the Red Robe?"

Yorick said in a nonchalant tone.

"You're here to kill me?"

Wang Fuyu suddenly smiled, with a bright smile, without the slightest fear, although his current strength was suppressed, and he was not even as good as an ordinary person.

"You can live a little longer and watch a great show. ”

Yorick came to Wang Fuyu's side with a smile, looked at the more and more American soldiers who came to the inpatient building outside the window, and said coldly: "The people who came to save you are coming soon, such as Lin Xuanyuan, such as Ye Liuli? ”

"When everything is over, I will personally send you on the road, a world-shaking master, can die in the hands of me, an SSS+ level master, Lord Wang, are you very honored?"

Yorick unscrupulously stretched out his hand and slapped Wang Fuyu's face, his smile bright and full of insult.

Wang Fuyu's smile was also bright, but his hands were clenched together, and the more he clenched them, the tighter he clenched.

"Huh?!"

In the next second, in the ward, a suspicious whisper suddenly sounded.