Chapter Seventy-One: The Great War II

The enemy's decapitation operation was quite effective, and the senior temporary commanders of the Chu Qing Dynasty were now less than 12 people left, and their task was to lead nearly 500,000 officers and soldiers on the battlefield to win the battle, and the leadership class could be said to be unprecedentedly stretched at this time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the alliance did not give them a chance to breathe, the arrows rained down on the position, the steel helmets on the soldiers' heads looked so soft at this time, after a rain of arrows, the position was covered with all kinds of corpses were driven like a hedgehog, and the alliance soldiers would not give them any time to breathe, those soldiers held shields, cautiously moved towards the enemy position.

At this time, in the distant sky, hundreds of missiles dragged their cigarette tails towards the alliance, and these soldiers who had been trained in front of the station for a short time naturally recognized this thing and hurriedly lay down on the spot, but their instructor did not tell them that this thing was too large in number, and it was not possible to solve the problem by lying down.

The missile fell, a cloud of smoke and dust whistled up, and the entire coalition position seemed to have just been plowed over, and there was no sign of anyone at all, but if you looked closely, you would find that under the dirt, there were pieces of human body fragments that still had been repaired.

The coalition soldiers in the rear were stunned, they looked at the position in front of them at a loss, and their commander was also stunned, looking at the red police soldiers who were gradually rushing in, and hurriedly ordered all the soldiers to charge, and those soldiers were already frightened by the explosion just now, where would they listen to the command of the charge.

They threw down their swords and spears, and some of them ran backwards with their lives, while others knelt on the ground, threw their weapons far away, and raised their hands high to prove that they would not resist, but the deserters who broke the country said, they said, these strange people do not kill those who kneel on the ground and raise their hands.

But what about the facts? On the contrary, they were greeted not by captives or scolding, but by a cold bayonet or a red-hot bullet, and those who escaped were no better, and the tens of thousands of Phantom tanks in the rear had arranged the perfect camp, and they could only end up in a pile of white ashes with a sound of running.

The commander of the alliance had a cold look in his eyes, pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, cut off the heads of several adjutants around him with a sword, led the guards around him to put on the clothes of the dead, made some wounds on his body, and hurriedly withdrew.

An American soldier saw the enemy withdraw and just called his comrades around him to run like a crater, their position is too large and too obvious, it is better to find some enemy artillery craters to use as a position, I really don't know what the enemy's shells are made of, as soon as the ground explodes, the crater exploded nearly three meters deep, but the attack range is too small, twenty meters away there is not even a wave of air, let alone any shell fragments.

The division of labor among the Red Guard soldiers was clear: American GIs and PLA soldiers carried sandbags and machine guns from the fortifications to build a huge crater into a temporary bunker, while the mobilized soldiers half-squatted there to form the first layer of defense, while the snipers picked up their sniper rifles and stood near their comrades, carefully observing the movements in the distance.

Seeing this, the other soldiers hurriedly followed suit and set up bunkers similar to temporary shelters in the nearest positions, while some well-manned squads made a few more to confuse the enemy's sight.

But the respite was short-lived, and the remaining Union officers gathered the remnants and, after killing the supreme commander who was a deserter, led the remaining remnants of the 100,000 defeated generals to pounce on the Red Guard position.

Those alliance soldiers who knew that they had no way to live gritted their teeth, and now there was only one way in front of them, that is, to fight to the death with the enemy, as long as the reinforcements arrived, not only could they live, but it was naturally not a problem to increase the rank of official and knight, after such a thought like a thug, those former croppers burst out with one hundred and two courages and strength.

The barrels of the machine guns in the hands of the American GIs are scrapped and they can't go almost crazy pace, as long as the person in front falls, the person behind will step on his body and rush forward, they successfully interpret what it means to be a front and a follow, and in the end, the Red Police soldiers have no choice but to use bayonets and fight hard with the alliance soldiers, but this is the last thing they want to see, although not everyone in this world is a fighter and a magician, but as long as a fighter or magician, they have to sacrifice three or four brothers to kill him, not to mention any great magician and great fighter。

"Hua Er covers me, I want to put a third-level magic. A young magician said to the three or four beside him, their combination could be said to be the strongest in the field, and Na Hua Er was also taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I remember that you are not just yellow level, can your body be called bearable?"

And the young magician showed a hideous smile, and said in a cruel voice: "They killed my brothers, I want them to bury my brothers!" Then I saw him holding his staff high, chanting incantations one after another with difficulty in his mouth, and Na Hua Er had a sharp look in his eyes, raised the long knife in his hand and said, "Brothers, hold on!" and then cut off the head of a mobilized soldier who tried to shoot.

After five minutes, I saw the young magician's eyes light up, and then roared loudly: "Stern fire elemental, please use your power to turn the evil in front of you into ashes!

And this time the magic is effective, the huge whirlpool is constantly sweeping, all the red police soldiers will be on fire if they touch it slightly, and this flame is also weird, no matter what, even if the burning part is completely buried in the soil and it will not be extinguished, if there are experienced magicians present, they will naturally find that this flame stone this young man uses his soul as an auxiliary material, so that this fire is endless, unless the soul is dispersed, this fire can be extinguished, otherwise, he can only wait to be burned alive.

But it's not that there is no way to solve it, as long as there is a spiritual power more powerful than the caster, so it is not impossible to use spiritual power to forcibly extinguish this fire, but, does the Red Police have this kind of power?

But I want to tell you very solemnly now, yes, and it's no one else, it's Chu Qing who rushed here by the opportunity, originally his mental power was not strong, and after a brain operation, he was not a normal person a lot weaker, but don't forget that now he is a madman, a complete madman, he is constantly ruthless to his subordinates, and he is not soft on himself, he has a chip in his brain, and forcibly uses electric shocks to improve the thinking ability of his brain, that is, mental power.

Therefore, to Chu Qing, the spiritual power of a yellow-level magician was really nothing.

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