Chapter 250: Stick to the Death

Five minutes before the invasion began

Hudson River, New York

A camouflage freighter belonging to the Titan is floating silently above the river.

"Sir, we've been floating on the sea for almost three days, just stay here, when can we go down and enjoy the world of flowers?"

On the deck full of containers, several giant god soldiers in vests and civilian clothes leaned on the railing in boredom, and the flower world on both sides of the river was like a flower in the water moon for these soldiers, seemingly within reach, but they could not be touched at all.

"Wait a few more days! Besides, there is everything to eat, drink and entertainment on board, and you can go play Star Wars 12 when you are not on duty! The commander walked out of the cabin with his wet hair, and he didn't bother to use the hair dryer after washing his hair, so let it air dry!

A few soldiers are right to think about it, anyway, there are dozens of game consoles in the cabin for everyone's entertainment, and it costs money to go ashore to go shopping, so it is better to play games.

It's just that as soon as they picked up the handle, the alarm went off.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" The captain, who was the first to react, smashed open the cabinet where the bulletproof armor was stored with a punch, followed by the gun cabinet and ammunition box.

By the time the heavily armed soldiers burst out of the cabin, launchers disguised in containers were already spraying drones, while the freighter's defensive guns were firing into the sky.

A more than 100-year-old Zitari gunboat was blown to pieces in an instant by those self-detonating drones the size of baseball bats. Not to be outdone, the two 20 Gatling guns swept away the enemy above the channel.

"Sir, we've received an order, we're going to rendezvous with the Tyrannosaurus Squad!"

"That's the maximum speed, those things are already coming over!"

The freighter drove to the interior of the city at full speed, and at this moment the group of Zitari gunboats had completed their formation, and naturally they also noticed the freighter that was firing at the unprotected gunboats on their own side, causing heavy damage, and a large number of gunboats immediately dived down and launched an attack on the freighter.

"Free fire!"

The sailors and passengers responsible for the safety of the ship pulled long guns and short guns from the cabin to return fire, anti-aircraft missiles, rockets with cloudburst warheads, and programmable air-burst grenades, these explosives bit out one big hole after another in the black-pressed Zetari gunboat group like an invisible mouth. And Zetari also launched an attack on the freighter with beams and missiles.

Dense beams of energy shot down from all directions, and the freighter quickly lost power due to the damage, but the automatic turrets and drone launchers on the deck did not stop working, but instead fired more self-detonating drones under overload, and soon wiped out the second wave of incoming gunboats.

Falling steel shards fell on both sides of the river, setting the river on fire.

"Lieutenant, I'm afraid you'll have to change your way!" The captain of the freighter looked at the half-sunken ship and the mess on the deck, and a grief flashed in his eyes, and Zetari's artillery fire was just as fierce, and his sailors and commandos suffered great damage.

"What about you?" The commando commander with the spade logo painted on his helmet asked, looking at the lowered dinghy.

"The ship's weapons are still working, I'm going to have to make the most of them!"

"Understood!" The commander didn't say much, just nodded, and disembarked with his men.

As they changed to assault boats to the rendezvous site, the wormhole over New York changed again.

"Attack!" The Zetari military class, who were in charge, gave the order for a second wave of attacks.

A larger number of gunboats escorted the steel dragons dozens of meters long from the wormhole, and these second wave of attack clusters of Zetari, these steel dragons were transformed by the Zetarians into half-creatures, half-mechanical transports, full of Zetari's biochemical puppets (corpse golems have a sense of mass effect)

Unlike the hurried gunboats, the dragons fell slowly, slowly, but with great determination, to the surface, and finally stopped a hundred meters above the city, the armored doors on both sides opened, and countless puppets leaped out of them.

"Generous gifts! What the hell are these bastards coming from! Looking at the countless hideous figures on both sides of the riverbank, the assault team was not afraid, machine gun fire, grenades opened the way, and fought a bloody way in the dense fire intertwined on both banks.

"Sir, it's still two hundred meters from the rendezvous point!"

"I saw it!" The commander shook the splash from his visor and looked up to see blue pulses of energy in the distant streets, as well as gunshots like popping beans.

"Lean in! Fast! ”

Seeing that the assault boat was about to dock, an energy cannon hit the assault boat, overturning the entire ship in the water.

"Hold on!"

Arcatez felt like he was being thrown up and down like a roller coaster, the explosions, the gunshots, and the shouts seemed to him as far away, but yet close in front of him, and he only felt very loud, but he couldn't hear the specifics.

"Acatez!" In a trance, he felt like he had been dragged ashore, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he realized that he had been dragged into a shopping mall.

"Hey, man, you're still alive!" The medic on the side had already removed his armor and given him a needle.

"What happened?"

"We were saved by the Tyrannosaurus Squad!"

"Tyrannosaurus?" Arkatiz struggled to sit up, looking out the broken window into the street.

Several soldiers in nano suits were shuttling back and forth in a hail of bullets, their compound bows and pulse rifles that would knock down more than one of the others with each fire, and it was a nanosoldier who was taller than the others who caught the eye of Arcatez.

He held the pulse rifle in his hand, and with each shot, a Zitari gunboat fell, but the fire that fell on him could not make him retreat in the slightest, and when the pulse rifle ammunition in his hand ran out, he dropped his weapon and reflexively jumped onto a National Guard machine-gun Humvee.

"Squeak~" With the sound of tooth-souring metal twisting, the twin heavy machine gun, which weighed 200 kilograms, was torn off the Humvee by him.

"All ............" like a heavy hammer falling machine gun fire, instantly overwhelmed the other noise of the street, and the steaming brass shells landed on the ground and bounced repeatedly.

The Zetari puppeteers in the streets were knocked down like wheat cutters, their metal bodies hit by large-caliber bullets, and then the massive kinetic energy of the bullets shattered their bodies into pieces.

"I remember you came to reinforce us? Captain? The Prophet dropped the red-barreled machine gun and looked at the commando commander who was changing his body armor.

"We did our best! Sir! ”

"I know, but they don't care if you don't do your best!"

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