"What a clean day." The heavily armored grenadiers, who had just established their forward defensive positions, leaned into the trenches they had built and admired the clean sky in front of them.

Today's weather is really very good, there is not even a single white cloud in the sky, and the sun of the demon world exudes a warm light in the sky, giving this slightly cool season a hint of warmth.

It can be said that it is a good weather for an outing, and of course a good weather for many things.

For example, such weather is very suitable for bombing, and without clouds, the bomber will be very effective.

Also, this kind of weather is also very suitable for the attack, the deployment of large forces - unfortunately, most of the expeditionary force units of the Elanhill Empire stopped their offensive today, on the grounds that they had reached the farthest point of the attack plan.

"The unit's weather forecast unit also said that there will be a cold snap today...... What are you kidding, it doesn't mean to rain at all. "A soldier sits in a trench with his assault rifle in his arms, enjoying the rare cleanliness.

The neighborhood had been cleaned up, and there was no smell of the foul corpse in the air, plus the corpse of the succubus they had just seen was floating in their minds, it was really a good time to eat.

Along the way, none of them ate any decent meals. They don't have time to eat, they don't have time to make food, and they don't have the mood to eat the food they brought with them on a pile of corpses.

So, these soldiers are now making a very hearty lunch with their own portable self-heating food.

This kind of packaged food, as long as you pour some water, can heat up on its own, although it does not taste very good, but it is nutritionally balanced and has plenty of calories.

With this kind of food, you can eat hot meals even in places where there is no way to make a fire.

It's just that these meals are not so tasty - their taste, to describe the complaint of the ground forces, is: "unpalatable as if chewing on a piece of an old man's heel".

"Those meteorological troops? Just listen to it. Two out of ten of their forecasts were accurate. The squad leader, who was sitting next to the soldier, was experienced, and explained with a smile.

This kind of local weather forecast, in fact, is very random, inaccurate is very normal, accurate is a miracle.

However, the situation is also improving, and the technical units of Alan Hill are gradually improving, and their work is complex and boring, so it takes a lot of experience to improve.

"Phew!" A burst of gunfire echoed through the clearing, causing all the heavy armoured grenadiers who were preparing their lunch to frown.

Listening to the sound of gunfire, you can tell that it is an accurate shooter directly under the company, who is using his own sniper rifle to hit a distant target.

This kind of sudden gunfire is no surprise to everyone, after all, the accurate shooters in the army are in charge of the troops' vigilance, and they will often ambush near the guard post and fire to kill some wandering demons.

Those demons are actually fish that have slipped through the net, and they have the courage to come out to find food or see if the humans are gone. They couldn't have noticed a human sniper a few hundred meters away, so they didn't know what had been shattered in their heads.

"Phew!" Just as everyone continued to heat up the food in their hands, another sudden gunshot echoed in the sky.

"What's going on?" Before Burrison could put down the self-heating field suit food in his hand, he heard the anxious voice of the vigilant soldier in the earphones: "Captain! Captain Burrison! Our position is right ahead! There is a demon...... Damn, I can't kill it! ”

Hearing the shouts of his men, Burrison quickly dropped what he was holding, grabbed the assault rifle beside him, leaned out of the trench bunker, and looked into the clearing on the other side of the forest.

There, a figure in a white magic robe was walking step by step in the direction where Burrison was.

"Keep firing! Don't panic! Burrison pressed the intercom and ordered his subordinates in a loud voice: "Signal Soldier! Contact the armored vehicle units behind you...... Let them fire! ”

"Phew!" Another gunshot echoed across the wilderness, and just as it was about to hit the white-robed man, it slammed into a thick magical defensive barrier and was bounced far, far away.

It was a large-caliber sniper rifle with a bullet caliber of 15 mm, and its destructive power was considerable. It can even penetrate the magical defense barriers used by ordinary mages, and even if it can't be pierced, it won't bounce away so easily!

"High Mage!" Burrison immediately realized that the opponent's combat power might be higher, it could be a high-level leader in the demon, or it could be a more powerful existence.

"All ready to fight! The Devil Strikes Back! Burrison pulled the bolt of his gun with a loud bang, and aimed the heavy assault rifle he was holding at the white-robed man who was walking step by step in the distance, and put the other party in his crosshair.

The soldiers of Iran Hill, who had just squatted in the trenches, also dropped the food in their hands and entered the battle state.

A large-caliber assault rifle pointed at the white-robed man who was walking abruptly in the wilderness, and then they heard the machine cannon shells flying out of the woodland behind them, dragging a row of green light, and landing near the white-robed man in the distance.

Some of the cannonballs hit the magical defense barrier, causing ripples, and some of the cannonballs landed on the left and right of the white-robed man, stirring up patches of white smoke.

It's a pity that these shells still couldn't stop the advance of the white-robed man, and behind the white-robed man, a guy in a white robe walked out.

"Damn it! That guy is not alone! What about the Air Force's reconnaissance report! Why didn't they find these demons? Burrison watched behind the two white-robed men as a third appeared as he gritted his teeth over the radio and cursed.

At a distance of about five hundred meters, these white-robed men drew their long swords from their white robes, and then suddenly increased their speed and rushed towards the human position.

And the human position did not hesitate at all, and immediately began to shoot wildly. Countless tracer bullets rushed towards the white-robed people, but the other party's speed was very fast, avoiding most of the incoming ammunition.

They quickly closed the distance between the two sides to about 200 meters, and only then were the attack slowed down by the more dense fire of the Eranhill heavy armoured grenadiers.

However, it didn't take long for these heavy armored grenadiers of Iran Hill to discover that there were almost fifty of these white-robed men who acted quickly and had advanced magic!

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