"Brothers, that's it, are we going to rush together or what's going on?"

It was noon.

The defenders on the Vinal Bridge were very lax. Most of them had gone to lunch, and the few remaining garrisons were paddling. Under their precautions and a few days of reconnaissance, they determined that Su Mo had given up the offensive and went back to silently accumulate strength. As a result, the remaining armed forces have been completely unguarded.

Their top brass had already determined: Su Mo's armor had already been severely damaged in the previous few armed conflicts, and his remaining Awoken forces were unable to break through their steel defenses, so Su Mo could no longer pose a threat to them in a short period of time. And from a practical point of view, Su Mo is actually surrounded by these armed forces. There is no place in his sphere of influence that can supply him like the arsenal. They only need to tighten the encirclement, although they may not starve Su Mo to death, but it can definitely limit their development.

At this time, more than 400 players gathered their breath and squatted in a ruin on this side of the bridge under the leadership of the pigeon.

Although this wave is led by a pigeon pigeon, in addition to his personal strength, he is a younger brother in command. The other high-level leaders have taken the rest of the players to attack elsewhere, so he can only take the lead. There is no way but to use this most helpless method - to concentrate the wisdom of the masses of the people.

"That's it!!"

One by one, the players pounded their chests. The sound of metal-to-metal colliding is particularly harsh. Although a little wind was blowing at this time, it could not hide the sound of these reckless men at all.

They are roaring in the voice channel and do not make a sound from the outside world. The power armor also has a strong silencing function, and to be honest, if it is just one person hammering the other side, it will definitely not be heard. But the reckless attribute is contagious, and these hangers have to do it themselves, so no technology can save them.

"What sound?!"

A few soldiers, who had been leaning against an iron lock and smoking cigarettes on wheels, immediately straightened up and raised their guns alertly and aimed them at the other side of the bridge. The soldier who was originally holding the cigarette reluctantly extinguished the cigarette and put it in the cigarette case.

On the other side of the river, there was no sound. But this kind of loud noise could not fool this group of normal soldiers. One of them immediately went back to call the other troops, while the others cautiously entered the position and did not dare to step forward:

This metallic sound indicates that there is a high probability that there is a small force on the other side.

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"Buzz!"

But suddenly, there were two beeps behind them, and with a strong wind, the bodies of the two soldiers fell straight down. At this moment, a man wearing a suit of light power armor and a black cloak suddenly appeared behind them at some unknown point.

The others reacted quickly and raised their guns, but the figure didn't give them a chance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several gunshots rang out, and sparks were blown out of the power armor of the black figure. These are ordinary bullets that cannot penetrate the power armor of the pigeon.

They didn't expect to be attacked suddenly, and the guns were filled with ordinary bullets. And the armor-piercing shells specially used for power armor are stored in warehouses because they are too scarce.

And it is impossible for the high pigeons to give them this opportunity to change bullets. The black figure quickly flashed behind them. One by one, the soldiers without the protection of power armor fell straight down like scarecrows, blood spurting from their bodies.

Seeing that the pigeon pigeon had eliminated a small number of sentinels, the players on the opposite bank rushed over one after another, and took control of the Winal Bridge without much effort.

Young people don't talk about martial arts! Come and deceive! Come, sneak attack!

Is this good?

It's not good.

I (the author) wanted this young man called Luxury Pigeon to rat tail juice. Don't be so clever anymore, ah, clever!

And a few hundred meters away on the street, a mechanized army of more than a hundred people is rapidly approaching.

They were part of the defenders of the Vernal Bridge. Originally, there were two battalions of them, but the higher-ups felt that the battle was over, so they withdrew the bulk of the troops. After receiving the news from a few soldiers, they immediately returned to the defense. But in this extremely loose situation, it took them ten minutes to complete the team. For ten minutes, there were only a few gunshots fired at the bridgehead, and no news came.

"It must be the Awakened, Company Commander, or we don't go over and wait here for support!"

If in a defensive battle, a large mechanized unit can easily crush the Awoken troops. But if it is pasted on the face, the situation is different, not to mention that they do not know the specific situation of the enemy at all. So after completing the news report, the adjutant immediately put forward his opinion like a company commander.

But this company commander was not in the mood to wait at this time, and he did not dare to wait.

Losing a bridgehead is a felony, and if you can't keep it, you will be sentenced for it. He was in a hurry to regain the bridge, and was not in the mood to think so much at all, directly ignoring the correct advice of the adjutant and breaking into the player's encirclement with his troops.

One by one, the players hid their breath again and hid in all corners of the position, waiting for the enemy to enter the position.

They don't have many heavy weapons this time, and they don't intend to go head-to-head with these enemies. After all, where is it fun to throw skills in shooting? So they are all betting, betting that the enemy will not dare to strike with a wave of fire first and then come in.

They were right to bet. These enemies are not big enough to drop a wave of bombs and then come in.

So under the leadership of the reckless company commander, the soldiers of this mechanized company stopped their chariots a few meters in front of the position, and the soldiers protected by the power armor took the front and cautiously entered the position.

"Buzz!"

There was another beep, a flash of the knife, and the company commander who had no armor protection and hid before he lost his life.

At the same time, the pigeon roared loudly and let out all its coercion.

The soldiers present were all ordinary people, and this C-level coercion alone completely suppressed them and made them stay where they were one by one. It will take them a few seconds to regain control of their bodies, but other players in ambush won't give them that chance.

Figures appeared quickly, and for a while, this position was like fireworks, shrouded in various smoke-colored firelights. Waves of coercion erupted one after another, and from the very beginning the battle turned into a one-sided massacre without suspense. Second, in other parts of my country, countless such massacres are taking place at the same time.