The soldiers who controlled the artillery positions frantically opened fire on the neon soldiers who had not yet mixed with the ex-laborers, killing them one by one, and reducing the number of enemies they fought with the neon soldiers as much as possible for the ex-laborers who fought to the death.

"Prepare to attack!" Yamamoto personally led the attack towards the artillery position, and at this point he no longer had the luxury of expecting victory, he just wanted to see what kind of opponent he had lost.

"Hey! What are you doing? Bourbon suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly to the guards of the artillery position with a few guards without hesitation, and the anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable, because he saw that the soldiers in the artillery position were the artillerymen sent out by Yamamoto and the soldiers who were guards, which showed that it was not the enemy who attacked, but his own people who had rebelled.

I can't understand, I really can't understand it, although Bourbon is far less important than his own life compared to his awe of the emperor because of his natural character, it is undeniable that because of his bushido education, the emperor also has a lot of weight in his heart.

So he couldn't understand why these soldiers, who had grown up in neon soil like him, and who had sacrificed their lives for His Majesty the Emperor, would do such a thing.

"Run!" The soldiers in the artillery position looked at the Bourbon Captain approaching with an angry expression on their faces, and they were shouting frantically in their hearts, praying that their Captain would not come any closer, they had lost control of their bodies for some reason, and would really kill His Excellency the Captain they respected.

"Pound!" The gunshots rang out, and the accurate shots of several neon veterans pierced Bourbon's head and multiple vital points on his body, and blood and brains gushed out.

Bourbon fell to the ground weakly, his face frozen with a hint of disbelief.

The guards who came with Bourbon naturally couldn't escape from the palm of Helibel's hand, and when she really saw and heard the domineering was eating dry food, she locked on the domineering and then controlled the puppet soldiers to shoot.

Helibel doesn't need to do anything more, the parasitic bees that parasitize these soldiers can perfectly manipulate them to execute his will, of course, the degree of completion depends on whether the parasites have mastered the relevant skills, and it is obvious that the marksmanship of these neon soldiers fed with bullets by the neon empire is really not ordinarily accurate.

"Damn it!" Yamamoto suddenly scolded, he was convinced of the gods and ghosts at this moment, because no matter how cunning and penetrating the enemy was, it would not be that hundreds of people in the entire artillery position were all enemy agents, not to mention that there were several fanatical bushidoists he knew, who were extreme fanatics who could sacrifice their lives for His Majesty the Emperor with a real order.

After turning around in place for a few times, Yamamoto calmed down, after all, he didn't expect to live, he didn't want anything, and naturally he wouldn't be disturbed by too many external factors, and even if he was disturbed, he could recover quickly.

Yamamoto regained his composure in this way, exhaled a long breath, and gathered all the soldiers of the guard force, "Gentlemen, our enemies are most likely the legendary youkai who have taken control of our great and glorious Great Neon Empire soldiers, seized their will, and controlled them to be enemies of the Great Neon Empire. ”

Yamamoto had it slowly, sweeping the expressions on the faces of one soldier after another, "Gentlemen, it is likely that we will not be able to leave the hunting range of these demons alive, but we, as soldiers of the Great Neon Empire, must not be afraid, for the dignity and glory of His Majesty the Emperor..."

After a slight pause, Yamamoto took a resolute will, "You are willing to fight that demon to the death with me." ”

Standing upright, holding the sun flag high with both hands, Yamamoto shouted loudly, "Hurray!" Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live the Great Neon Empire! ”

The soldiers who formed the formation also raised their hands and shouted in an unusually fanatical voice, "Hooray! Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live the Great Neon Empire! ”

The soldiers divided into several groups and led by Yamamoto to resolutely charged, like a Don Quixote knight charging at a windmill, brave and meaningless.

At this point, all the officers above the captain of the Yamamoto Wing squad were killed, and Helibel's domineering appearance was not a joke, and the two officers such as the squadron leader and the squad leader of the two squadrons that attacked the former laborers were locked by Heribel's domineering appearance, and then directly bombarded to death with artillery.

The total strength of the survivors of the entire Yamamoto Wing is just over a squadron, and the surviving soldiers are about to usher in the last moment of their lives.

After firing out Captain Yamamoto and his subordinates who had launched an attack on the artillery position, Helibel manipulated the artillery unit to pick up his rifle and launched a final attack on the neon soldiers who had more than a squadron of remnants.

The battle was over, and the surviving ex-laborers looked at the neon soldiers in front of them who had saved their lives.

"Is that your own?" Finally, a bold ex-laborer fish boy came out and asked boldly, the others held the weapons in their hands tightly, waiting for a reply, facing the loess with their backs to the sky all their lives, and they really couldn't imagine what kind of situation it was, why did these neon devils suddenly beat their own people.

"I'm here, dig a pit and bury all the people who escaped with you and died!" A puppet neon soldier manipulated by Helibel said in a strange tone that as a newly developed skill, Helibel is a genius and you can't expect him to be perfect in one breath, but after this improvement, this kind of problem probably won't appear next time.

"Who the hell are you?" Yu Boy boldly asked again, as an ordinary person who fought for the first time, because he didn't have time to think so much when he started fighting, he could fight without his life with a bloody bravery, but when the fight was over, he calmed down, and once again faced an unimaginable existence, not to mention how scared he was, it was inevitable to beat the drum in his heart.

"You are the wrong word, it should be you."

Helibel didn't pay any attention to them, just calmly manipulated the puppet neon soldiers and dragged them down with the bodies of the other neon soldiers who had fallen in them, and they also had to dig a pit, burying both the corpses and themselves.