Dr2617-12-27，am4：35

Silverclaw Principality, Coppertown.

Left Army of the Expeditionary Force, Defense Area of the 1st Squad of the 9th Squadron of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the 23rd Brigade.

"It looks like it's gone." "Really gone?" "That's right."

A small voice could be heard from the dark window. The glass of the windows was all shattered, and only the rusty window frames remained.

In the dim moonlight, it was a small half-collapsed building, the roof had been torn off by shells, the second floor slab had been broken a large hole, and the floor was full of rubble, a couch, and a few broken cabinets blocking the doorway, which was used as a bunker.

"There's already a fire over there." "That's a lot of guts."

In the distance, there was a little fire in the equally dilapidated building. Before the ghost servant left, no one dared to light the fire easily.

After observing for a while, nothing seemed to be going on over there, and kerosene lamps were lit in the hut here.

The faint light of the fire dispersed, and six people could be vaguely seen in the room, each in different positions.

"It's finally time to stop for a while." "Get a cigarette."

A soldier with a small flat head took out a cigarette, took out a few, and threw it to his companions in the room.

"Little nobleman, you can have one too."

The little flathead grinned and threw the cigarette to a soldier leaning against the corner. The other party, unlike the others, wore a red armband on his arm, showing the identity of a military policeman.

The cigarette arced and landed on the bulletproof helmet and then bounced off the ground.

"If you don't want to be penalized, it's best not to use that title anymore." The gendarme said with a cold face, then picked up the cigarette and threw it back, "You better keep it for yourself." ”

"What's that calling you, little white face?" Xiao Pingtou smiled even more happily.

"Click!"

Without saying a word, the gendarmes pulled out their guns, loaded them with bolts, and pointed at each other.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Xiao Pingtou hurriedly raised his hand in surrender.

"If I let that word be heard again, you'll be finished." The gendarmes warned. In the past few days, they have lived and died together, and everyone has become acquainted, and they have no sense of distance from the gendarmes, and they have begun to joke about him.

There is a bit of irony about the term "little aristocrat" because he is not really an aristocrat, but he is a little whiter than them, and he was born in a third-tier city. Their family is a vassal of the Ye Yang family in Gray Corner City, but they do not have a noble title, they are just vassals.

If it was placed before the cataclysm, it might still be considered a low-level noble. There are also three levels of nobles under the baron, "from the baron", "sir" and "squire", but after the cataclysm, only the baron is considered a real nobleman, and the following is basically just a false name.

"Don't you mind, he just looks at everyone tired, joking, relaxing, and nothing malicious." An older soldier persuaded.

"Hey, hey." The little flat head smiled flatteringly. The gendarme glared at him, and then put away his pistol.

Silence returned to the house, and the flames of kerosene lamps burned silently.

Xiao Pingtou leaned under the window, smoked a cigarette, and sighed, "I feel like as long as I close my eyes, I won't wake up again." ”

From the day before the harvest festival, that is, on the morning of the 25th, until now, he has not closed his eyes for almost forty-eight hours.

First it was covered by fire, and the ghost attendant sneak attack at night, and during the day it was a full-scale attack, and then the ghost attendant sneak attack. Physically and mentally exhausted, I feel like I'm reaching my limit.

No one answered him, because they were all tired, so tired that they didn't want to speak. But no one dared to sleep, it was about to dawn, and a new round of fighting was about to begin.

No one knows how long they can hold out under such a wheel battle, maybe the next moment they will fall, and they will never wake up again.

The situation of the expeditionary force was very difficult, and the left army under the command of Viscount Ramon was even more difficult. The highest combat power of the left army is only the big town guard, and it lacks effective means for the ghost servants, so it can only be filled with the lives of soldiers.

"I really don't understand, we're all on this yet, why haven't the bosses retreated yet?"

In the face of the complaints of the little flathead, the gendarmes chose to remain silent. If it was in normal times, he would definitely open his mouth to scold, question the peak, and disturb the morale of the army, but now, even he himself is a little confused.

"Maybe you're waiting for reinforcements?" A recruit with a childish look on his face guessed.

"Reinforcements, you're not kidding, where did we get reinforcements!" Xiao Pingtou turned his head to look at the recruit, his eyes like he was looking at a fool.

Probably feeling despised by the recruits, their necks flushed, and they argued, "How can there be no reinforcements?" The 1st and 2nd armies of the Red Dragons were near us. ”

Xiao Pingtou sneered and turned his head to look out the window, as if unwilling to answer such a stupid question.

The recruit looked at the veteran as if asking for help, "Lao Huang, did you say that?" ”

Originally a team of twelve, the captain and several of his teammates were killed, and now they are led by the older vice-captain and support officer.

"Well...... veteran," the veteran thought for a moment and said, "I heard from the squadron leader that the people above don't seem to like our Commander Chen very much, so there shouldn't be reinforcements." ”

"Ahh The recruit exclaimed, "How can this be! ”

"I heard that Commander Chen and the eldest princess have some old grudges......," the veteran said uncertainly.

"You mean the eldest princess, she has a grudge against our Commander Chen!" Hearing the eldest princess, the recruit immediately became excited, "What else do you know, tell us quickly!" ”

Several other young soldiers pricked up their ears to listen. This cold and noble princess of Allure is the dream lover of all young people, but when she hears something about her, even a little bit, it will make people reverie.

But any magazine with Lacey as the cover will be out of stock as soon as possible, and it will be reprinted several times, and there are even a large number of orders in the outer continent, and the popularity can be imagined.

"What grudge can there be between a man and a woman?" The veteran looked like a passer-by, as if his face was full of - wasn't that a little?

The young soldiers nodded knowingly, and then their hearts were filled with inexplicable sourness.

What comes to their minds is not a bloody plot such as "having a big belly", "abandoning from the beginning to the end", "being ruthless", and "turning love into hate".

The two things that men like to talk about the most are politics and women. When it comes to women, she is still the top woman in the world, and time naturally flies quickly. Unconsciously, a touch of fish white appeared in the sky.

Seeing the dawn, everyone began to get nervous, and even the most exciting topics could not keep them going, and the atmosphere became silent and oppressive.

At dawn, it means that the battle is about to begin.

At this moment, in the block where a large number of buildings had collapsed five hundred meters away, several squads of Silverclaw soldiers were moving slowly in this direction.

At the forefront were two shoulder-fired guns. Although it is a long-range artillery, it can also play an important role in street fighting. The steel plates are thick enough to withstand most bullets, reducing casualties among soldiers.

The soldiers were scattered behind the mech, keeping a distance of more than thirty meters. A sand camel followed the soldier, its slender mechanical legs carefully lifted and fell, silently walking among the rubble.

The houses in front of them are crooked, and under the cleaning of artillery fire, originally

The already very old houses are even more dilapidated and riddled with holes.

The whole neighborhood was silent, as if it were empty. But everyone knew that there might be a small team, or even a squadron of enemy troops, hidden inside. As a result of the rush, they were beaten into a sieve.

"There."

The captain made a gesture, and a shoulder-mounted cannon stopped, and the muzzle of the gun moved towards the house indicated by the other party.

"Boom!"

The shells pierced through the walls and exploded inside the house, causing the crumbling house to fall apart and stir up a puff of smoke and dust.

"Safety!"

The team moved on, and wherever the enemy might be hiding, a cannonball would come first.

About half an hour later......

When the Silverpaw soldier entered an unfamiliar neighborhood, in an inconspicuous corner, by the edge of the window of the frame, a small lens quickly retracted.

"Someone's coming!"

Inside the half-collapsed house, several soldiers who were in a daze were shaking their wit, quickly grabbed the guns beside them, threw them on the ground, and then crawled to the firing port by the wall little by little.

After reminding his teammates, the little flat head by the window continued to observe the outside.

"Two shoulder-fired guns, four, eight, fifteen, twenty, at least two infantry squads, etc., and a sand camel ......"

The muzzle of a black hole suddenly appeared in the lens.

"I'm grass, little ......"

Before he could say the word "be careful", his eyes shook violently, and then his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness for a moment, as if he were a fragment.

The ears were buzzing and accompanied by tearing pain. He shook his head violently, and the scene before him reassembled.

The floor was a mess, the couches and cabinets that had blocked the doorway were shattered, and wooden blocks were scattered everywhere.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The choking smell of gunpowder came to my face, and the cough of my teammates came from the smoke.

It took a long time for a few people in the house to recover.

"Me, my feet!"

The recruits let out a cry of pain. Several teammates hurriedly crawled over. The opponent's foot was crushed by the smashed concrete slab.

"One, two, three, up!"

Several people joined forces and lifted the board. The recruit's legs were badly deformed, and half of his trousers were soaked with blood.

"It hurts, it hurts!" "Give him painkillers!"

The gendarme pulled out the needle from his jacket pocket, hesitated for a few seconds, pulled out the lid, and plunged into the recruit's neck. He originally wanted to keep it for himself, at least when he died, it wouldn't be too painful.

The recruit's expression gradually calmed down, and he leaned against the wall, his gaze a little glazed. Everyone knows that if you break your foot at this time, you will definitely not survive.

"Hide and don't shoot easily."

The veteran made a few gestures, and the soldiers hid in their corners.

After a while, the sound of the mech's footsteps could be heard from far and near. The veteran puts his index finger to his mouth and makes a silent gesture. The soldiers nodded in understanding.

"Bang ......"

The mecha passed by the edge of the house, and the detector on its head turned around, but found no anomaly, and continued to push forward.

It wasn't long before Silverpaw's soldiers appeared outside, searching around. However, this place has just been shot, and it only takes a few looks before leaving.

"We'll ...... from behind when they're over," the veteran whispered, gesturing.