"Rubbish, get up!"

There are still 24 hours before the landing operation, and Fisher finally saw the unlucky Major Cage in another group of new soldiers, this week he has been quite full, brainwashing his big head soldiers every day, and these dozens of special forces can also help themselves on the battlefield, of course, there is also Major Cage who is being sprayed with dog blood by a logistics officer, Fisher has already marked him with psionic energy, and when the time comes to the battlefield, the drone will keep an eye on him at any time, once there is any problem, boom! Reopen and you're done!

At this moment, the latter was wearing a gray officer's tweed coat without a collar badge and rank, and his hands were still handcuffed, and a chill crept up Cage's back for no reason, making him shiver.

In front of the sergeant who came to pick him up from the company, Cage pleaded bitterly, and he almost didn't roll around, and this sergeant who obviously received an order also had an attitude, no matter what you say, your front line is decided!

Cage, who had just arrived, had been trained all day like a puppet, and he didn't even listen to the training class on how to operate the power armor when he was thinking about leaving the battlefield, his face was pale, and he stayed up until the next morning.

"It's time!"

Putting on his exoskeleton and putting on the helmet with the skull mask on it, Fisher walked to the door and pressed the button.

The thick hangar door creaked open, and the roar of the propellers pushing open the air was mixed with the crash of power armor on the ground.

"Let's go!" Rita, with a machete on her back, took the lead and walked out with the team.

At this time, it was only six o'clock in the morning, and there was only a glimmer of light in the sky, and the entire base was foggy, but it was still full of people.

Quadcopter transport planes in thousands, already on standby, with their bellies open, allowing the platform below to send in a team of power-armored soldiers, and whenever a transport plane is stuffed with large soldiers, it will immediately take off and head to the English Channel formation, by the way, to make room for the latecomers.

Not only Heathrow, but also the whole of London, and even the east coast of England, the same scene is also the same, the sky is covered with the noise of the aircraft rising from the ground, 90, Black Hawk, Chinook, Stallion King, Fisher has seen no less than twenty types of helicopters, even 1 Huey.

"The family is out!" With such emotion, Fisher boarded the transport plane belonging to the special forces, and then sat in the driver's seat with a grin.

It stands to reason that his position should be in the engine room, but he is not worried about the pilot's skills, after all, after going to the beach, the mimic anti-aircraft fire can be regarded as the level of the Battle of Berlin, and even several times more ferocious than that.

"This is Knight 46, we have completed the rearmament and asked to take off!"

"Knight 46, permission to take off, go to the 3-4 airspace formation!"

"Roger!" Turning the radio channel, Fisher grabbed the elevator in front of him, slowly exerted force, and then the huge quadcopter transport plane more than 20 meters long flew off the ground as light as a leaf.

"See you at the beach!" Rita, who had not yet taken off on the other transport plane, said on the team's command channel.

"No, I'll see you in the dormitory!" Fisher said suddenly, thoughtlessly.

"What does that mean?" Rita was puzzled, didn't this big soldier treat her as a brother originally, what is this posture going to do now?

"No, I'm talking about meeting in the dorm yesterday morning!" What else can Fisher say, when Cage dies, time resets, aren't you in your bed at that time yesterday morning?

Rita, who wanted to be crooked, sighed, then grabbed the radio and said in a strange cry of wolves under a team, "Then we'll talk about it later!" ”

It's just that Fisher didn't hear this, and at this moment he had switched to the formation channel, controlling the transport plane to fly over the coastline and officially enter the English Channel.

Fisher's first thought when he noticed the scene in front of him, from the Italian Alps to Normandy in France to Bergen in Norway, where all the naval warships of all Europe, including the Americas, Korea, Japan, and Australia gathered here.

"Gentlemen! The fate of Europe is here! Please! Wuyun is prosperous! "The commander of the Japanese-American army, who was responsible for directing the landing in the direction of Normandy, gave a pre-war speech on the flagship, holding an ancestral katana.

"Smack!" Fisher ripped off the headphones, then opened the side door of the cabin and threw the radio out.

"Sir, we still have to take orders!" The shivering co-pilot was stupid.

"Orders? Today I'm going to teach you a word, young man! Fisher snorted disdainfully.

"Do it alive, count it dead!"

After completing the formation in 10 minutes over the strait, hundreds of Apache helicopter gunships took the lead in setting off, skimming the sea at an ultra-low altitude and rushing towards the French mainland.

"Call Command, everything is normal on the beach, it's as quiet as a fish pond, I guess our first round of artillery coverage has already dealt with those ugly monsters, the army only needs to put its feet on the sand to win!" An Apache driver said triumphantly as he looked at the empty beach.

"Keep watching, Lancers, the follow-up troops are already ............" Before the dispatcher could finish, the Apache driver shouted like a cow with a soprano who has been shook.

"Enemy anti-aircraft fire!"

"Lancers? Lancers? The dispatcher grabbed the radio and shouted loudly, and then he felt the ship suddenly tremble.

"What the hell is going on?"

"It's an ambush!" A bloodied Navy soldier burst into the room, crying out hoarsely.

When the group of planes carrying countless soldiers entered the shallow sea and began to leap in preparation for the deployment of troops, two thousand meters behind the beach, countless tentacles suddenly popped out of the sand, and then sprayed rows of lava balls the size of basketballs.

The eyepiece that Fisher was wearing immediately began to call the police, and the dense fireballs were like a wall, crashing straight into the group of planes that had no time to react because of the jump.

The first to suffer was the Apache fleet, these ultra-hot spheres did not explode, they just melted through the armor of the aircraft, and then used the kinetic energy carried by themselves to collide everything inside into pieces.

"Circumvent, circumvent!" Fisher jerked the lever and rolled the transporter into a barrel, forcing it down to avoid the first wall of fire, and then he did a shallow dive to dodge falling metal parts and burning wreckage.

"The one in the back, if you don't die, go to the side of the cabin for Lao Tzu and pull out the machine gun! We're going to fight hard! While controlling the plane to dodge left and right, all the way down, Fisher also took advantage of the situation to shoot out the hot decoy bomb placed on the tail of the plane in one go, sending a signal to the friendly forces who were still struggling.

And on the beach in the distance, a large number of sand waves are rolling and approaching at a rapid speed, those are ordinary mimic soldiers who have long been on standby, and when the ranged troops have taken humans by surprise, it is time to charge with bayonets to deal with the remaining remnants.

"Da da da............" The transport plane controlled by Fisher seemed to be about to land, and the bottom armor had already rubbed against the beach, but in the end he was pulled up, and then the fuselage flicked, and the 20 twin cannons mounted on the right hatch began to pour fire.

The high-explosive warhead sank into the dust, shattering the mimicry that was moving forward in the semi-latent sand, and the other special forces were not idle, a non-commissioned officer pressed the explosive bolt, blew off the armor plate that opened and closed at the bottom, and then everyone hanging in the cabin raised their weapons in unison and fired at the mimicry bouncing below.

The warhead shattered the mimic shots one by one, and finally turned them into pools of solidified waste.

"Hold on!" Seeing that the firepower was effective, Fisher steered the transport plane to spin in place, creating a relatively safe landing area in the surging mimic swarm.

"Drop the ammo!" After confirming that it was safe within a distance of 100 meters, the soldiers in the cabin pushed down the ammunition box on the side, and then pulled the release lock on their left shoulder, and they were fixed like bombs, falling from a height of more than ten meters on the soft sand.

"Over to you!" Fisher handed over control of the plane to the co-pilot, then got up and jumped out of his seat.

"Poof!" He ignited the green flare and threw it on the ground, and Fisher loaded all his weapons and strode forward to meet the mimicry that came again.

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