In a sturdy alloy bunker, Ji'an's fingers clenched white as he clutched the armrest of a large-caliber heavy machine gun. A few hundred meters ahead, several little demons were shaking the wreckage of a flying machine that had fallen to the ground.

This shuttle-like ground effect aircraft is a reconnaissance aircraft belonging to the 5th Ground Support Wing, which has been ambushed by several small demons while conducting a low-altitude reconnaissance of the northern volcanic belt. The scout plane, which was swept by the fireball, tried to escape back to the base, but in the end, it crashed into the open space only a few hundred meters away from the defense line under the pursuit of the little demons.

This is a very bad sign! This shows that while the coalition forces are withdrawing, the strange creatures hiding in the volcanic belt are gradually losing patience and seeking more contact with them.

Ji'an took the initiative to ask to become a member of the Broken Rear Army. As an African who grew up in Area C, he had heard about the beauty and richness of his hometown from the older generation, and he immediately fell in love with this place that haunted him.

However, the emergence of a new enemy necessitates their immediate evacuation, and Ji'an does not know if he will have a chance to set foot on this land for the second time in his life, so he chooses to be the last to leave the continent. If he could, Ji'an would be willing to stay in this place forever!

After a bit of tinkering, the little demons lost interest in the flying machine, which had become a pile of scrap metal, and the wings behind their backs stretched out to instigate two jumps into the sky, and finally disappeared from view.

Ji An let go of his fingers that were holding the trigger tightly, and if those little demons took a few steps further, he would have to shoot them down, but he didn't know if his guns would be a signal for an all-out attack.

According to the stubble-faced regimental commander, they would have to hold the enemy back for at least ten days before the entire front line could complete the safe transfer of supplies and personnel, but he was very skeptical that this line of defense would not withstand an attack from the other side! He could see with his own eyes those little demons tearing apart the alloy plates of the fighter planes like cardboard, and the metal fortress he was in brought him no sense of security.

Looking at the heavy machine gun ammunition piled up in the bunker, Jia An felt a little relieved, these physical ammunition collected from the entire expeditionary force was one of the two important reasons why he was still able to sleep peacefully at night. As for the other reason, it is that the alliance guardian angel mentioned by the head of the regiment is by their side!

This expansive line of defense, which he was stationed in, served as the eyes of long-range fire, directing artillery fire to accurately hit any target in the entire north as long as it was not removed. As long as it exists, those strange creatures will not be able to deploy troops to effectively attack retreating people and vehicles.

Maybe I can live one more day!

Ji An's vision was blurred for a while, the expeditionary force did not arrange too many broken troops, and Ji An had to be stationed here twenty-four hours a day, with almost no normal sleep time.

"Attention everyone! They're coming up!"

I don't know how long it took, but Ji An, who was sleeping, was woken up by the thunderous roar of his regiment commander, Ji An rubbed his still blurry eyes, and held the machine gun in his hand with both hands.

At the end of the horizon, a dense crowd of demons sprung up, rows of sharp claws wrinkled and glittered in the sun. There are also countless small demons mixed in the formation, acting as small bosses, driving the bad demons to attack the defense line.

Jian pushed the goggles down and focused on the sights, locking on the advancing demons.

"Fire!"

The powerful voice of the regimental commander in the communicator overwhelmed all useless information, and Jia finally waited for the order to start the attack.

When the little devils advanced to about 800 meters away from the position, the permission to fire was finally issued, and the dense rain of large-caliber bullets flew into the group of bad demons and tore the bad devils apart, and the flat group of bad demons was immediately swept out of the depressions, even if the little devils who were the leader were set on fire, they could not avoid being turned into pieces.

The attacked group of inferior demons was like a hornet that had exploded its nest, instantly dispersed and rushed over at extreme speed, and after more than ten seconds, they had approached a distance of about 500 meters, and the little demons jumped up from the inferior demon group and condescendingly threw fireballs at the human position.

The fireball smashed into the defense line and exploded, and the fiery red flames flew everywhere, burning bright red caves everywhere they fell, and a wail immediately sounded in the position.

"Medic! Medic! There are wounded here in the D7 lot!!"

"The enemy has entered 300 meters! Quick, contact command and request long-range artillery fire!"

"Hoplites! Go to the trenches! Knock them back!"

……

The communicator is filled with all kinds of messages, and it is noisy and makes people's brains crack.

The addition of a large number of heavily armored soldiers made the rain of bullets like a dense net, effectively containing the enemy's advance, but also increasing the casualties in the rounds of fireballs.

What happened in this human stronghold was only a microcosm of the entire battlefield, and fierce battles were fought on hundreds of kilometers of front.

Ten minutes later, the coalition soldiers, almost in despair, waited for the first wave of shelling. The burst of fire swept away all the enemies who had advanced to the front of the position about 200 meters, and after a burst of rapid fire, the artillery fire began to extend backwards, shattering the momentum of the ferocious attack.

After the artillery support, only a few small groups of bad demons remained in the battlefield, and they were quickly cleared under the concentrated fire of the soldiers.

"Click"

Another reserve magazine was emptied, and Ji'an let go of his whitish thumb and exhaled the stuffy breath that was holding in his chest. As far as the eye can see, there are no enemies to stand on on the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, and on the ground that has been blown up to the surface of the moon, only some bad demons who don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky are unconscious at the bottom of the pit, occasionally twitching their bodies that are flowing with an unknown red liquid.

They retreated!

But there was nothing to be happy about, this attack was originally a test arranged by the other side, except for some basic units, there were no high-level involvement, and it was only natural that they were repelled by the alliance soldiers who were waiting for them.

But this offense has exposed a lot of problems in the league!

Due to the low tolerance of carbon-based creatures to high temperatures, the Alliance has always been keen to contain xenomorphs on Earth by developing more effective energy weapons, and other research directions have been stagnant, and it is obvious that it is very difficult to cope with a highly heat-resistant enemy like a demon.

At the operational command, most commanders were aware of the problem, and a mere tentative assault almost broke down their carefully placed defensive lines. The difficulties that may be encountered in future battles have made the commanders present feel extremely heavy.

Fred Hehe, who had just delivered the documents to his hand not long ago, had a hint of worry in his voice:

"It seems that we are right, the explosiveness and endurance of those creatures are beyond our imagination, and we simply cannot fight the enemy without the right weapons, and we don't know if the broken troops will survive to the end."

After a skirmish, all of them lost the optimism they had at the beginning of the retreat, and although they left the broken troops with all the live weapons in the expeditionary force, it now seemed that the firepower was far from enough!

"It should be fine, right? I think those hellish creatures have also suffered a lot of casualties, so they shouldn't be able to attack again so soon."

A major general commander said with some hesitation.

Fred rubbed his temples, which were faintly aching from overuse of his brain in the past few days, and said slowly:

"Not necessarily, our performance just now was so bad! If I were the commander on the other side, I would definitely choose a few points next time to try to break through! ”

After looking down and thinking for a while, Fred suddenly stood up, and his tone was very resolute:

"No! We can't retreat so slowly! Tell all the troops that priority weapons and personnel are withdrawn, and that the rest of the baggage should be put aside first, and then consider it when the form is relaxed."

Hearing Fred say this, all the commanders present looked at each other.

How? How did a good retreat suddenly turn into a hasty retreat? Even the supply baggage is ready to give up, maybe some grass and trees are all soldiers, right? However, out of trust in Fred, his orders were passed on to the troops.

The days passed peacefully for three days, the expeditionary force had basically completed the evacuation of personnel and light equipment, and the heavy equipment had crossed the Panama Canal and was marching towards its station, which made everyone's tense nerves relax a little, but Fred's face became more and more ugly day by day.

"Toot ~"

The access signal was that Fred, who was meditating with the information, was visited, and he raised his head and shouted

"Please come in!"

When the door opened, came his adjutant Anna, a blonde beauty in her thirties, who placed the papers in her hand lightly on the table in front of Fred:

"General, this is the information sent today"

He immediately turned around and pushed a food cart through the door

"General, it's time for you to have lunch! I heard them say that you didn't eat breakfast, so that's not going to happen! ”

"Well, let's put things here."

Fred took the file and clicked on it, nonchalantly perfunctory to his lieutenant, his wrist fluttering as he flipped to a page of the file.

Fred's unusual move was immediately caught by the attentive adjutant, who hurried over and asked anxiously:

"General, are you not feeling well?"

Fred closed the file and shook his head, then suddenly smiled and asked:

"Anna, have you had lunch?"

The beautiful female adjutant suddenly blushed a little:

"I didn't ...... No......"

Although Fred is not young, he still looks very young with the blessing of biotechnology, and the usual gentlemanly demeanor and wise performance add to the charm of this mature man.

"Then let's sit down and eat together! This may be our last meal on this continent! ”

Fred extended an unusual invitation to Anna.

Fred has been paying attention to the reports sent by the reconnaissance team in the past few days, which mentioned that a large number of infernal creatures are missing every day in the lava lake area, which is the original birthplace of hellish creatures, combined with the silence of the volcanic belt in the northern part of the Great Rift Valley, Fred is sure that the calm of these days is the eve of the stormy night.

It wasn't until the documents earlier that Fred turned to a picture of Behenmont standing on a peak in the volcanic belt. He understood that the creatures of hell had lost their reverence for humanity and that the final judgment was coming!