The defense force of the entire backyard can be described as an iron wall, and there are twelve snipers scattered on the roof of the warehouse and the outbuildings of the villa, bringing the entire backyard and the surrounding kilometer area into the range of fire. In the courtyard, which covers an area of several thousand square meters, is a joint strike network composed of defense aircraft and machine gun booths.

It can be said unceremoniously that this is a small military stronghold. Of course, in the eyes of Tang Fang, Aros and others, except for a few kidnappers who were full of anger and looked like soldiers, most of them were just half-armed civilians.

Obviously, the patrolmen who were following the two defense planes didn't think they were just a bunch of food B. As we walked from the west wall of the courtyard to the east wall, the holly bush in the central flower garden of the courtyard moved, and a black man wearing a black shirt with bare biceps pointed at the two companions beside him, Nunu, who nodded and walked towards the holly bush left and right.

"Bang." There was a soft sound from the holly bushes, which were more than 1 meter high, and the two guards raised their rifles and boldly approached forward. On the other side, the roof of the warehouse and the four snipers on the opposite flower house aimed their crosshairs at the holly bush at the same time.

As the target got closer, the swaying of the leaves intensified, and the two guards stood a meter away from the holly bushes, then looked at each other, nodded, and then jumped up at the same time, and pounced on them properly.

However, when the two of them used their M-505 saber to pick open the holly branches, they found nothing in front of them, only a lump of yellow-green stool.

"." One of the two of them scolded with a mole at the corner of their mouths, put away their guns, and pinched the communicator on their shoulders: "CLEAR." ”

The 4 snipers on the roof let go and took their eyes off the scope. But at this moment, an accident happened, and in the central flower garden, a gray shadow flashed among the knee-high flowers, and the two guards didn't even have time to react, and they were thrown to the ground by two half-human-tall creatures that looked like hounds.

The guy with a mole on the corner of his mouth let out a roar, and was about to raise the M-505 saber on his chest, when suddenly, a cold bone spur as sharp as a spear pierced his right shoulder. The splattered blood splattered his entire face, and the pain in his heart suddenly overwhelmed him.

The blood foam is overflowing, and the bones that are white and miserable and sticking to the blue and red meridians and plasma make the scalp numb.

"Ahh......h What an ugly alien, with sharp fangs, a sticky jaw, and sharp triangular eyes that made people feel cold all over the body.

"This ...... What the hell is this? Holding back the pain from the wound in his shoulder, he was about to open his mouth to ask for help, when he suddenly heard an extremely terrible cry not far from him.

The man with the black mole subconsciously looked towards the place where the screams came from, and in the place where the flowers and plants were hidden, a figure fell to the ground, and above it was a terrifying creature exactly like his body.

"Poof." A puddle of blood flew up and hit the stems and leaves of the flowers and plants, pulling out long lines of slurry.

"Hanseatic, it's Hansea." The man with the black mole was stupid. On the other end of the line, his companion was pinned to the ground by the alien's stubby, sharp front paws, and the horn-like chisel teeth extending from his neck were opening his chest from top to bottom.

Blood gushed out like a spring, down the belly, down the chest and abdomen, everywhere. The colorful internal organs are arched by the alien jaws, then chewed and swallowed. Hansea's whole body was convulsive, and the plasma was like a stream of water under insufficient pressure, gushing out of his sore throat one by one, accompanied by the convulsions of his body, and trickling down the corners of his mouth.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable, the spirit of the black mole man is almost broken, where the hell did this thing come from? Where did it come from!

As a shadow approached, he smelled a fishy stench, and then, feeling a chill in his throat, the blood rushing out of it stained the ugly face of the monster in front of him red.

The blood gushing from the neck flows down the throat into the trachea, and the stress response of the respiratory tract squeezes the blood out, spurting out the ruptured throat like a spring.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to call for help, but when the words reached his throat, he only got a cloud of blood foaming in exchange.

……

From the two guards being knocked down by the alien to the death, the whole process was only a dozen seconds. The snipers on the roof couldn't help but be slightly stunned because they couldn't distinguish the situation below.

When they heard the screams of the guards and were about to shoot and snipe the two gray shadows, suddenly, a golden and blue light appeared in the corner of their eyes. Then, they only felt that their heads were light, their eyes shook violently, and in the rapidly rotating vision, the neck wound of a headless body ** out of the blood fountain.

The bright red instantly dyed the clothes, the walls, and the gun.

Behind the headless corpse stood an alien in golden battle armor, and a little bit of blood splattered on them, directly evaporated. There are also lightsabers in their hands, verdant like the sea, dense like fire, looking from afar, they are chic, like a dignified god.

However, this amazement lasted only a moment, and then it was surrounded by boundless horror. The headless corpses that fell softly on the eaves, blood flowing down the walls like a waterfall, were so familiar, it seemed to be themselves, as if it were their bodies.

The vision was swirling, blue sky, white clouds, flower beds, stone paths, walls glowing with silver light, and blood, sticky and smelly blood. They want to wave their hands, they want to twist their bodies. However, every qiē was in vain, and the only response was the dull sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, "Boom! ”

This scene is slow to say, but it is only a moment. When the puppy pounced on the man with the mole and the Hanseatic and tore them down, a dozen bloody heads fell from the roof, like leather balls, and the bones rolled far away, staining the floor blood-red.

The toned black man was stunned, and the faces of the guards next to him changed greatly, the hands holding the guns were trembling violently, and their faces were pale and there was no trace of blood.

"Save ...... Help me. One of the guards stepped back, growling uncontrollably.

More than a dozen blood-drenched human heads fell to the ground, and flesh and blood flew in the grass, like a hellish Shura field. The bleak scene almost scared him.

"Smack." He stumbled, fell to the ground, and then, hearing a hissing in his ears. He jerked his head back, and an ugly beast head appeared in view. Sticky saliva trickled down the gap between the rows of sharp canine teeth, dripping down his head.

"Shoot...... ...... shooting," the black man finally came to his senses and fired a volley of bullets at the gold-armored aliens on the roof. It was useless, every qiē was in vain, just like those blood, the bullets quickly melted on their bodies, turning into puffs of green smoke, and disappeared without a trace.

"How...... What's going on? "He can't understand it, he can't understand anything." It must be a dream, it's all fake, it's all fake. He fired wildly, bullets splashing across the fanatic's plasma shield.

"Knock, knock......" After killing all the snipers on the roof, one fanatic after another jumps off the roof.

The black man was scared, and he began to step back, one step at a time. So far, he can only hope for the defense of the aircraft.

Beside him, the 2 generals had already adjusted the angle of attack, the cannon was raised, and the bullets were loaded.

However, at the moment when the cannon turned and the light rain sowed out, a shadow flashed on the other end of his vision, and the golden-armored warrior suddenly disappeared, and then, a cyan light from far and near, leaving an afterimage in the air, approaching his side in an instant.

He saw a glimmer of light, a glimmer of blue light, a blue glow of flames, and it so easily sliced through his chest, pierced his heart, and brought up a cloud of red blood flying flowers.

"Poof." The black man fell to the ground. The flash of the defense machine's two-armed cannon illuminated his bloodstained face, and suddenly, a "silver thread" with electric light flew by, and a "do" hit the shoulder of the machine.

......A strange sound came out, and the upper body of the defense plane twitched a few times, and the body of the defense machine lowered its body with a "buzz" and became a state of collapse.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and when he was dying, he saw a cyan flash passing by at the speed of light beside him. Behind them, there were screams from the machine gunners hiding in the bunkers.

The battle in the backyard was one-sided, and the militants were wiped out by psionic blades before they could even return fire from fanatics with the "charge" skill. As for the six defense planes, they overloaded the internal circuits under the Tang side's point shot, and became a mass of steel garbage.

From the puppy pounced on the black mole man to the time the fanatic took out the heavy in the bunker, it took less than a minute. By the time the militants in the warehouse reacted, the fighting was already over outside. Of course, they didn't know this, because the surveillance system suddenly failed for some reason, and the screen was snow-white.

Wembley's face was gloomy as water, he didn't know what was going on outside, but the screams of his companions were kept in his ears.

"McCarthy, Bruce, you go and see the 'cargo,' Ellis, go and tell Kingsley to get them up. The others came with me, and I wanted to see who had eaten the courage of the ambitious leopard and dared to come here to spread wild. "Naively Wembley thought that even if his companions were outnumbered, they would be able to barely block the enemy's attack, because there were defenders who were there, and it would be difficult for ordinary firearms to effectively kill them. Unless you use RPGs, high-explosive grenades and other heavy weapons with armor-piercing, powerful concussion effects. However, judging by the sparse gunfire outside, the enemy did not have such weapons at all.

The entire warehouse is divided into three parts, adjacent to the side door, the prison area used to guard the "goods", the rest room on the second floor, and the connecting corridor leading to the backyard computer room.

Wembley was smart enough not to go through the front door, that would have been a live target. If you rush out of the inconspicuous machine room, you will inevitably kill the enemy by surprise. RS