Chapter 48: The Tragedy of the Dead (4000 words)
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One minute and thirty seconds to go!
The Olinti behind him had already pressed over, and the long horns of the thunderhorn bull in front of him began to flash with electric light!
Semien has retreated to the safety gate, and there is no way back!
Seeing that the Thunderhorn Bull was about to point its horns at Semin, who was leaning against the door, the lightning flickered, as if it would be released at any moment!
At this moment, time seems to slow down!
The white light of the thunderhorn cow's horns became brighter and brighter, and the thoughts of the two of them almost came to a standstill!
Quack Quack ......... I saw a manipulator inserted in the crack of the deformed safety door! Struggling to separate the door!
The door gradually opened, and a touch of snow-white teeth lit up, and the big bald head glistened in the intense white light.
"Don't let it sneer, them!" With the roar of the Iron Hand, seven barrels were inserted into the crack in the door!
Thunderhorn was keenly aware of the danger of these barrels, and its owner turned from contemptuous ridicule to feeble paleness.
Father...... Bump Bump Bump!
WITH THE RAPID ROTATION OF THE MOTORS, COUNTLESS 10MM BULLETS POURED ON THE THUNDERHORN AND ITS OWNER, AND THE RATE OF FIRE OF 6,000 ROUNDS PER MINUTE TURNED THEM INTO STUMPS SWAYING IN THE STORM!
Thunderhorn's head was a bloody mass from the bombardment of countless bullets, and the heavy pestle fell to the metal floor with a muffled thud.
And its owner can only be regarded as a puddle of minced meat at this time!
One minute to go!
Click, the iron hand supporting the crack in the door with his elbow realized that it was not good, his arm could not withstand it!
"Hurry up, think of a way!!" Iron Hand yelled.
In less than a minute, the bomb will detonate, and in this confined space, I am afraid that everything will be reduced to ashes!
Spruitt is a little panicked, what should I do?
In a hurry, he stuffed the minigun in his hand into the crack of the door, and the huge motor rotor behind the machine gun was pressed against the safety door that was about to close.
Spruit, with his hands free, grabbed a somewhat grunted Semien and tried to pull him out of the door.
Feeling the pull, Semien came to his senses, and the invisible coercion of the Thunderhorn just now almost suffocated him!
Glancing at Seminen, who was climbing out of the security door, Barrett swept away the pounced Olinty and ran towards the safety door.
When the door was opened just now, he knew that reinforcements were coming, and immediately turned around to stop the demonic beast that was catching up.
The despicable Olintë, why they are called so, is because they have the habit of maned dogs, they like to kill their prey in groups, but they lack the courage to fight their prey head-on, and sneak attack is their main way of fighting.
If someone manipulates them, it is naturally extremely terrifying, however, their owner is not here, and it is unknown whether their owner is still alive.
Seeing that Semien was out of danger, Barrett immediately chose to retreat.
Time is running out.
In thirty seconds, the bomb will detonate!
At the moment when he rushed to the door, the already fallen Thunderhorn Bull rushed forward and bit Barrett's calf!
Due to the death of its owner, it was only a moment ago that it regained consciousness a little.
The front legs were scrapped, but the vengeful rage drove it to bite at everything it approached, barely able to move!
Unfortunately, it's just a herbivorous creature, and its most powerful weapon has been shattered to pieces...... If it's Guranza, I'm afraid Barrett's calf has been broken in two!
Time is running out!
Grabbing the edge of the door with both hands, Barrett kicked it hard in the eye with his foot!
One kick!
Two feet!
Three-legged!!
The Thunderhorn Ox, who was already dying, finally used up the last bit of strength and let go of his mouth!
With the power of the backpedal, Barrett slammed out the door!
Reaching out and slashing the chain of the minigun, Barrett yelled, "Run!" "It's just that a few people can't hear his roar, because the loud explosion drowns out everything!
A few people ran to the passage to turn! The flames that burst out of the cracks in the security doors went straight behind them!
A shoved Spruit, who nearly tripped over the corner, and the flames almost grazed Barrett's shoulder.
Several people leaned against the low wall, gasping for breath, and the intense heartbeat was almost breathless.
Call...... Call...... Scold...... Barely controlling his breathing, Barrett pressed it on his shoulder, where green smoke was billowing! Just by burning, it almost roasted his shoulder!
"I, I owe you my life again!" Iron Hand gasped and said, if he hadn't cut the chain, he would have been cooked!
"Listen to your nonsense, didn't you come to save Lao Tzu just now? It's a gross owe! Barrett looked unhappy, according to what you say, Lao Tzu still owes you a little more.
"Then I owe the captain my life?" Spruitt also came up, knowing that he had almost hung up again.
"You owe it to all of us! Dead boy, wait for us to go to your hometown, you want good wine and tea to greet your uncle and me! The Iron Hand habitually slapped him on the head.
"It's okay, you owe them, I owe you." Seminon looked at the silly boy and said seriously.
The silly boy smirked, and the others laughed too, laughed a few times, and a few people put away their smiles, it's time to finish the work!
"I'm going to give him a face!"
"When you're done, I'll kick it!"
"Count me in, I'm going to kick it too!"
Stand up, it's time for them to go and give him a blow!
Looking at the corpses inside the three-tier gate, there were black corpses everywhere, mixed with dark green in the middle, this was the corpse of Nala's soldiers.
And in front of the door of the command room, there was a fan-shaped corpse that fell.
It seems that the black-armored soldiers also attacked here, but they were all wiped out by the guards guarding the command room.
Spruitt was about to rush in when he was grabbed by Barrett.
"If you want to go in and beat him, I don't object, but if you go in like this, you can only send him to death."
Barrett reached out and grabbed a corpse with an expressionless face and threw it into the command room.
Sudden Sudden Rush!
The fire of the mixed machine gun almost instantly smashed the corpse into a honeycomb, and there were at least twenty guards inside!
"You owe me one more time." Barrett patted him on the shoulder, crouched behind the second security door, and reached out to the Iron Hand.
Flipping the glass bottle in his hand, he thought it was really nice for the first time, even though it almost baked him just now.
Shook his hand and slid the bomb into the command room!
Suddenly!
The gunfire was stopped as soon as it sounded, Barrett was a little regretful, if you blow it up, Lao Tzu will be happy!
"It looks like I'm quite knowledgeable, I won't talk nonsense if I know what this thing is!"
He leaned against the metal wall and shouted inside.
"............" was silent for a few seconds, and Mirahan's voice came from inside: "Based on the war agreement, we demand that our personal safety be guaranteed, and that we be allowed to evacuate here, and if you can agree, I can accept surrender!" ”
"Who are you? Do you speak effectively? Knowing that the person inside was General Mirahan, Barrett still asked knowingly.
"I'm Lieutenant General Mirahan of the Covenant, the Supreme Commander here. Speaking is naturally useful. Mirahan replied.
"Remember the name and beat him!" Patting Spruitt on the cheek, Barrett gave the order!
"Okay, I'm Captain Barrett, representing the First Brigade of the Unicorn Legion, agreeing to your terms. Disarm, throw your guns on the ground, and I guarantee your safety! ”
There was a sound of guns landing, and Barrett walked into the command room with his eyelids drooping.
Glancing at everyone in the command room, he found Mirahan on the command platform in a white general's uniform.
Signaling Mira to take over control of the fortress, Barrett walked over to General Mirahan, shoulders moving.
There was a clicking sound from the joints, which made Mirahan's face turn a little pale.
Barrett waved his hand violently and punched him in the face!
"It's for my brother!"
"If you don't leng, you won't be against the agreement!" In an instant, Mirahan's cheeks were swollen and his tongue was not in order.
There was a commotion among the guards around them, but with three rifles in front of them, they gradually calmed down.
With just one punch, he stopped, stepped aside, leaned against the podium railing, pulled out his last cigar and lit it.
Iron Hand walked up, his right arm was already incapacitated, hesitated, gave up the idea of using his left hand, raised his foot and kicked Mirahan in the abdomen!
Saliva and tears welled up together, and Mirahan felt a little prostration!
"Don't worry, we're not going to break the agreement. There is no such thing as justice in war, and we do not want to do justice. We're just naked revenge now. ”
Spruitt, who had been eager to try it for a long time, threw the rifle in his hand to Semin, jumped up and punched Mirahan's left eye, who was standing up against the railing!
The general, who had just stood up, was knocked to the ground again, lying on the ground, panting.
"He's a good guy, it's a pity!"
Barrett threw up his head and exhaled a puff of cigarette and looked at Semien.
Semin, whose face was a little gloomy, shook his head: "I'm afraid I'll be uncontrollable and kill him!" ”
Nodding, Barrett looked at the large screen where the communication connection code had been entered, and on the screen, Madur's face was a little haggard......
Slowly walking out of the fortress passage, looking at the bloodstains and wreckage on the walls, Barrett tried to restore his battle in his heart.
His body is no longer there at the entrance of the passage, and it seems that the later logistics squadron has cleaned up the battlefield. Only his shield was still on the wall.
Reaching for his shield and stroking the scars left by the beast on it, Barrett sat down against the wall.
Where is his hometown? I don't think I've heard him mention it......
Reaching out and clicking on the information system, looking through his information, it turned out to be Farnet.
When I saw his burly figure, I always thought he was from the west, but I didn't expect him to be from the south!
There is an old mother at home, seeing this, the corners of his eyes are a little moist, brother, let's go!
I'll take care of her old man for you!"
Leaning his head against the wall, that cold feeling, made him feel better......
The rain was pouring down, and the rain gathered into a quagmire.
The blood-colored stream slowly formed a sea of blood!
In the open space before the game, there were black corpses everywhere, and these corpses were ordered by the logistics troops not to move at will.
Until the fall of the fortress, almost none of the black-armored soldiers who participated in the battle survived!
Except for those who are completely incapacitated, even if they climb, they will advance towards the fortress.
Reaching out and taking off the helmet of a black-armored soldier, the green face was about twenty years old.
The appearance that is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary, in today's genetic modification is very serious, it is simply so ordinary that it is incredible.
Stepping on the blood-soaked mud, Barrett got down on one knee and ripped off the helmet of another corpse again.
Exactly the same face!
His mouth was full of bitterness, full of clones!
Historically, the attitude of the upper echelons of the state towards clones has been a substitute for supplementing the lack of troops.
It can be said that although they are clones, they will not know about it themselves due to the implantation of memories, so they are still considered "human"!
And this kind of clone who doesn't even think about himself at all, and acts exactly according to orders, even chips, can it still be considered a human??
Not to mention the Nala people, even themselves, they have never had such a large number, and they have not regarded "them" as the main force of the war!
The rain continued to hit his face, and he staggered to the next corpse.
His arm was grabbed, and he looked back at Madur, who was shaking his head at him, and Barrett stood still.
"There are some things that we shouldn't know, you should know!"
Madur looked at the soldiers who were walking in the distance, these soldiers were also black-armored, but their armor was better and more advanced!
Looking at these soldiers, they kept piling the corpses together, forming "mountains".
With the aperture of the devouring bomb, these young corpses left nothing but large pits one by one!
"What's the point of us doing this? And what are our dead brethren?? Barrett was a little angry.
"Even if you say that, what can we do? You just have to remember the name. Madour did not answer Barrett's angry questioning, but wrote a name, dipped in rainwater, on his arm.
Barrett looked at the name, a little stunned.
Coson Fitt Executive! He was one of the most important members of the upper council of the Republic of Frost. It is important to know that there are a total of five executive officers in the entire executive body, who come from five regions.
Represents the highest public opinion in this district. That is, a member of the upper ruling system of the so-called oligarchy!
And this Councillor Kosen is from the Western District, and he has an even more powerful identity ----- the head of the Political Supervision Bureau!
"You mean this guy ........." Barrett is not stupid, on the contrary, he has a fairly high IQ.
Madur didn't answer, just looked at the black-armored soldiers who had already cleared half of the scanning area, these emotionless monsters, in terms of efficiency alone, were indeed much stronger than ordinary soldiers!
It's just that no one likes monsters.
The Frostians didn't like it, and neither did the Nala people.
The rulers above, they don't care about the role of a "person" at all, and when the war enters a stalemate, they will look for simpler and more brutal ways to upset the balance!
Monster? If you can win, it means political achievements!
Is it a monster or not, what does it matter?
In the distance, the setting sun slowly sinks towards the top of Cam Mountain, and the scarlet sunlight makes people feel cold.