Dodging a group of military vehicles that had gone to the site of the exchange of fire to replenish ammunition, the goddess and I took many unjust turns and finally saw the smoking church.

The exchange of fire is just a few hundred meters away, from time to time there are stray bullets flying over the wall, I hid behind a collapsed wall with a sniper rifle to observe the battlefield, hundreds of government soldiers are fighting fierce street battles with the enemy under the cover of houses, the roofs on both sides are occupied, there are several pickup trucks parked on the street, on which are mounted M2HB12.7mm large-caliber heavy machine guns, the machine gunners standing on the car are shooting with their lives, the muzzle of the gun spews out a string of flames, the bullet casings crackle out, falling all over the ground and the carriage.

It may be that there are still stranded civilians in the area occupied by the enemy, so the government forces did not use artillery, and not far away were three American AIFV tracked armored infantry fighting vehicles, one pulling a 105mm towed howitzer in the back.

As soon as this guy fired, he could raze the enemy's area to the ground in a few minutes, but they were ready to fire but never moved, not only did the howitzers not fire, but even the 25mm KBA-BO2 machine guns on the infantry fighting vehicles did not enter the battle, I really don't know what the hell the government forces are doing.

"The equipment of the Philippine military is not bad, even the American AIFV armored vehicles have been obtained, and it seems that the Yankees secretly support them." I couldn't help but sigh as I looked at the American equipment they used.

"It's all outdated rags, when the AIFV armored car was put into production, the Philippines signed an order contract with the United States for 45 vehicles, and more than ten years have passed, and they are still regarded as treasures, and they are still well maintained." The goddess said disdainfully.

"It's no wonder that the Yankees will do business, especially the arms business, and they don't know how much real money they have put into the Philippines, and they are reluctant to throw it away."

I usually wear a pair of pants with the United States, but I have to pay a lot of money for a bullet from others, and I take some weapons that the US military has eliminated as treasures, and I have to offer others as ancestors when I look back.

After squatting here and watching for a long time, I found that this battle was not right, the government army's firepower was so fierce, it never moved forward, the enemy's firepower was obviously sparse, I couldn't see the situation of the enemy's position, but from the gunfire, I could judge that the enemy's firepower had been suppressed.

Moreover, the government army has not yet fired at full power, if the 25mm machine guns in the back come up to help the battle, the infantry armored vehicles cooperate to cover, no howitzers, and they can occupy the enemy's position in minutes, but they do not want to win close at hand, and they have been there to shoot at the enemy, which is really incomprehensible.

"I wonder if there's anyone else in the church?" Seeing that there was no suspense about the battle over there, the goddess turned her gaze to the smoking church.

"The fighting here is not fierce, maybe the heretics are just passing by and not occupying it, the only thing that is certain is that it has been bombed, and at least two shells have landed in the church." I pointed to the collapsed fence and the crater in the courtyard.

"You're not here, how do you know?" The goddess turned her head to look at me.

"See the corpse?" I asked, pointing to the corpse of a bandit wearing a rebel uniform on the road in front of the church.

"What's wrong?" The goddess was puzzled.

"If you look at the posture in which he died, he should have been hit in the back by a bullet while running and died, which shows that they were retreating at that time instead of fighting positional warfare like now, and you can see that the number of bullet casings scattered on the ground is obviously not much, which shows that the enemy did not stay to fight back at that time, and who cares about a church that has just been bombed when fleeing for their lives." I don't think even a pagan would have a superfluous idea when his life was threatened.

"It doesn't take too long to kill, especially in the face of unarmed believers." The goddess thought my words were right, but she didn't think the pagans would be merciful to the hearts of the people in the church.

"Don't think so, if it comes true, you'll regret it." I smiled at her.

"Childish!" The goddess glared at me, then stooped out from behind the ruins, and took advantage of the night to walk through the street and creep closer to the church.

I glanced at the lively but thunderous battle in front of me, if it weren't for the fear of setting fire to the body and causing those poor believers, I really wanted to add fire to the hatred of the government army, and if the fight continued like this, it is estimated that the battle would only end when the ammunition was exhausted.

Passing through the crater in front of the church door that was blasted by shells, the damage inside was not very serious, only the side building was hit by a shot, which blew up a wall, and there were some bullet holes scattered elsewhere, which should have been hit by stray bullets.

The goddess and I walked into the prayer hall, and it was pitch black, with no light, except for the occasional flickering of fire outside the window, allowing me to barely see the furnishings.

Standing at the door, I looked at the goddess at the same time, frowned, and slowly took out my pistol to make a back-to-back attack posture, because there are people here, we all heard the sound of breathing, if it were somewhere else, I would throw a grenade into it first to explore the way, but not here, if I kill someone from the church by mistake, the goddess will fight with me.

With a burst of fire outside the window, I saw the cross on the altar in the hall, the sacred object that was originally full of divine aura, and at the moment I felt a little eerie, maybe there was too much killing tonight, and there were souls waiting for transcendence everywhere, and they regarded this place as a gate to heaven.

At the moment when my eyes were attracted by the cross, a strong wind struck from the side, and the consciousness and reaction speed cultivated on the battlefield were not understandable to ordinary people, because I didn't know what weapon attacked me, so I didn't dare to block it directly with my arm.

When the wind rose, I shook my shoulders, pushed the goddess against my back, and then squatted down and swept out with a sweeping leg.

I felt a stick-like weapon slash through my hair, and my kick swept straight through the leg of the bench next to me, knocking the assailant to the ground.

He let out a muffled grunt of pain as he lay on the ground, and before he could look up, the muzzle of my gun was already on his brow.

"You beasts, beasts, I curse you to fall into the hell of Abi, you will not die well, come, shoot, kill me!" The guy was pointed at his head and scolded like crazy, as if I had killed his whole family.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you." I am happy to meet this kind of request, killing people is too easy for me now, relatively speaking, it is a little more difficult to save people, in my eyes there is no good or bad person, but anyone who has bad intentions towards us will die.

Before the words fell, my fingers were already on the trigger, and just as I was about to kill him, the goddess on the side suddenly pressed my shoulder, I frowned but didn't speak, and my hand stopped moving.

The goddess took out the lighter from my pocket, and as a string of flames lit up, I finally saw the face of the sneak attacker, a white European man in his forties, not tall and bearded, but his original kind eyes were extremely twisted and hideous, and he looked desperately trying to find someone.

(End of chapter)