Sometimes the opportunity is given by others, and sometimes it is earned by yourself. The demon general in charge of commanding this demon army also wants to take his chance, and he is ready to use a catastrophe to completely destroy the human defenses.

This catastrophe is to drop the floating city of Macasillo under his feet to the position of mankind.

Bury Ferry City in one fell swoop, plus those damn, nasty levees around it.

Of course, he couldn't have known that the humans had built a dam on the beach, and he still thought that his army could rush to the shore and slaughter the humans unchecked.

In fact, in front of the human, the battle-ready Irlanhill grenadiers were very bored at the moment.

In addition to being able to see the missiles in the sky, these soldiers yawned and looked at the horizon, waiting and waiting without waiting for those damn demon fleets that were supposed to land and fight at this time.

Where are those demon fleets? They are still desperately trying to get closer to the coastline to avoid being pursued by the flanks of the Ellan Hill North Sea Fleet.

"They're not here yet." A young soldier asked vaguely as he rubbed his eyes, held the AK-47 assault rifle in his arms, and opened his mouth in a vague voice.

Beside him, the veteran leaning against the wall of the reinforced concrete trench pit was also very boring, reading a letter from his hometown in the already completely bright light.

Hearing the question of his little attendant, the veteran closed the letter and said impatiently: "It's not good not to let you fight?" If you've ever seen the last war in Ferry City, you don't want to let those demons come ashore. ”

"Honestly, I haven't seen those demons yet!" The young soldier complained with some regret: "Are they really blue-faced and fanged, and look like the devil?" ”

"Less than the devil? That's what only high-level demons look like! The low-level demons are even similar to dogs, only bigger. "Veterans have obviously seen demons, and in fact there are very few veterans who have not completely seen demons.

Most of the veterans of the 15th Army Group had previously participated in the 9th Army Group's battle against demons, and a large number of veterans from the various Army Group groups that went south later also retired.

Now these veterans have been drafted back to serve as the backbone of the various army groups - the 15th Army has expanded to 70,000 people, most of whom are veterans who have participated in the battle against the demons.

"Don't be afraid! Now our weapons are much more advanced than they were back then. Seeing that the young soldier did not speak, the veteran thought that the other party was scared, and opened his mouth to comfort him.

"I'm not afraid...... I envy you......" The young soldier looked at the commemorative badge on the veteran's chest, and said depressedly: "Now the devil hasn't even hit the beach, I want to get a badge like you, but it's difficult." ”

"Don't be discouraged!" The veteran still comforted: "You are still young, you want to fight demons, there are still many opportunities!" ”

As they spoke, the dense Alan Hill fighter jets in the sky began to counterattack - at least 100 third-generation fighters of various types slaughtered the floating city where the demon was located, and suddenly the engines were noisy and smoke was everywhere.

Behind them, the electromagnetic cannon unit is methodically reloading, as if it were a queue to shoot in the Napoleonic era, they are bullying an enemy who has no power to fight back, and only needs to reload and fire to destroy the opponent!

Finally, under the watchful eye, a demon navy warship finally approached the coastline. It staggered forward, smoke billowing from it.

Like a toddler, it stumbled close to the shoreline and, in the midst of this struggle, leaned a little to the right.

"Oh no...... The demon's battleship is sinking! An Elanhill soldier who was anxious to make a meritorious service said with some concern.

Now he didn't know what he was talking about, and he didn't know what was going on in his head - he shouldn't be worried about the demon ship at this time, but he was still worried that the other party wouldn't be able to get close to the coastline he was guarding.

In fact, there are many soldiers who are in the same mood as him: they want to see what the demon landing force looks like, but they also want the sacred coastline of their homeland to not be invaded by demons.

"Damn it!" A soldier clenched his fist and slammed into the concrete fortification in front of him, making a dull thud.

For he saw that the demon warship, which had appeared on the horizon, had gone some distance and had not yet fully approached the shoreline, when it had been overturned on the sea in the distance because of too much water.

All it had to do was a huge underneath, and the rest was already stuck in the sea, and it looked like it was about to sink.

After waiting for a long time, the demon warship still failed to complete its mission, and still did not send the demon troops to the front of Elanhill's defense line.

And the soldiers of Iran Hill, who were waiting in the trenches, were simply anxious to see this demon battleship sink. They desperately wish that they had been preparing for so long that they could fight bravely once in this great battle against the demons.

But the reality is cruel, after preparing for so long, they can only stay in the cold trenches, listening to the dull sound of explosions in the distance, and they can't even see the enemy for a long time.

"Another one!" In the distance, a soldier pointed to the sea level in the distance, and shouted again with excitement and anticipation.

His words attracted the attention of a group of grenadiers, who looked at the battleship in the distance, which was worse than the previous one, and there was no disappointment in their eyes.

As if they were looking forward to the appearance of the stars, they were still looking forward to it with hope, hoping that those demon troops could strive for self-improvement, cheer up, and rush up to fight with them like a man!

"Don't let us look down on you!" A childish voice shouted to the sea. It was a soldier who had just turned 19 this year, and he shouted something with all his strength that made everyone laugh.

"Hahaha! Well said! Some of the veterans clutched their weapons and laughed along with the recruit.

As a result, the whole position was filled with a joyous atmosphere—the tension that had already broken out in the great war had disappeared without a trace.

Unlike the demon fleet on the side, the battle situation on the human side is very good.

The opposing battleships were being pursued by the North Sea Fleet, and two cruisers were hurrying in the distance.

As for the sky, the sky fleet commanded by Wagron is about to enter the war zone, and the demon troops surrounded by front and rear attacks on all sides are really called no way to enter the sky and no door to the earth.

Finally, a demon warship arrived near the coastline after a lot of difficulty, and one after another demons jumped into the sea on the broken ship full of holes.

Wielding the weapons in their hands, they struggled through waist-deep waters, chanting the slogan "Long live the source of magic", and rushed to the human beachhead step by step.

Seeing these embarrassed soldiers, holding heavy iron swords in their hands and wearing heavy armor, in the heavy machine gun bunker of Iran Hill, the shooter looked at the commander beside him in disbelief: "Is this a demon, a beggar who still wants food?" ”

The commander had to correct the question of his men: "Watch your words! Soldier! The beggars of our country are dressed much better than these demons! ”

Moving slowly through the water, the demons could not wait to reach the shore before they were attacked by some anxious Elanhill troops.

The 12.7 mm heavy machine gun bullets were fired in rows into the sea, and small columns of water surged from the surface of the sea.

And in the center of these columns of water, there is a demon clutching his stomach and falling on his chest. The fallen demons flowed black blood, staining the nearby waters a terrifying black.

Before the demons could gain a foothold in the water, they were smashed into a sieve by a dense stream of bullets and collapsed into the black water, dragged to the surface by the heavy armor, leaving only a few bubbles tumbling in the lapping of the waves.

Luckily, they walked to the demon troops on the beach, holding large shields, and before they had time to form a dense phalanx, they were also shrouded in a net of fire by heavy machine guns.

When these demon troops finally broke through the magic defense barrier and resisted those light fire attacks, they found that there were no more comrades left to stand.

Once upon a time, violent and ferocious demons were hunted and slaughtered? These demons couldn't stand this kind of battle that they couldn't even touch their opponents, so they roared twice and began to attack the human position.

It's just that they still underestimate the tactical arrangement of human beings. After they walked a few dozen meters away from the human position, they stepped on a pre-planted mine.

It was a minefield with many mines planted - these demons had not taken a few steps in the minefield before they had detonated these mines - and in just an instant, dozens of demon soldiers fell screaming, lying in the minefield and groaning, unable to move a single step.

Before the remaining demons could pull these badly injured companions out of the danger zone, the oncoming bullets made them give up on the great idea of saving their companions.

The retreating demons left these hapless companions in a minefield, leaving them to fend for themselves, without even looking at the demons who had fallen to the ground.

However, their relentless departure did not give them a chance to escape from this beach of death. What awaited them was a more intensive strafing fire, as well as mortar shells.

The demons who had managed to get ashore on this ship still didn't even touch the outer position of the beachhead in Irlanhill, and the aggrieved army was wiped out.