Of course, the bar owner can make trouble, and he can force the top brass of the garrison to punish the platoon commander, but the price of doing so is that he will lose his chance to survive in the country, and various government agencies will drive him into a corner.

Therefore, it is a very easy choice question to be a pastoral dog trapped in life like a bar owner, or to become a bulldog under the monument of royal power.

Robert has always been grateful to his parents, but even more grateful for the high royal power.

Today, however, he is no longer grateful to his parents, because if it weren't for those two old things, he wouldn't have to face bullets that came from nowhere.

There were many corpses lying on the grass outside the palace wall, and Robert, wearing heavy Holy Cult Army-grade power armor, hid behind the grizzly armored car, moving forward step by step.

It was under such heavy protection that he still couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and his spirit was tense to 12 minutes, and he looked around vigilantly, so that he could save his life when danger appeared.

Flames burned on the grass, and around the crater were smoking black dirt, and blood pooled into the crater, soaking a part of the corpse.

With a bang, a grenade exploded at the foot of the palace wall, and several soldiers were blown into the sky and fell heavily to the ground. Although the grass cushioned the force of the fall, the fragments from the grenade explosion cut into the power armor, tore the flesh, and plunged into the chest, harvesting their lives.

The communication frequency band was noisy, with cries for help and screams endlessly, as if someone died with every breath and every blink of an eye...... No, it's that someone dies every second.

The order of the superiors was to occupy the atrium as quickly as possible, kill the man named Tang Fang, and rescue His Majesty the King who was trapped in it.

With the strength of the garrison. It's definitely a simple matter to kill a few terrorists. While the soldiers were shocked that His Majesty was trapped, they were also gearing up, breathing a sigh of relief, and rushed out of the barracks with red eyes, and slaughtered the palace of the Hal king.

Meritorious service will be rewarded. Promotions mean more privileges, more wealth, and a brighter future. The name Tang Fang is very loud, many people know that he has a powerful living fleet, and he can go head-to-head with lord-level figures, but unfortunately this is the inland of the planet, and they only have a few people, no matter how strong their individual combat power is. There is also no qualification to match the army.

Robert rushed into battle with this in mind, but what happened next ruthlessly shattered his dreams, and they didn't even know where the enemy was, and grenades rained down from behind the battlements, knocking everyone out.

From the woods outside to the outer wall of the palace, the distance of less than half a mile had almost become a Shura field, and they could not see the enemies on the wall. But every sound represents the death of a companion. Even if they were wearing Holy Cult Army-grade power armor, they still couldn't resist the bullets flying from the opposite side.

What is even more frightening is that every bullet fired from the opposite side will shoot a blood flower in the soldier's skull, and many people will die like this, not even knowing where the enemy who took their lives came from.

Fortunately, those ghostly enemies don't attack quickly, and the interval between shots is a bit long. With a large number of people and the cover of armored vehicles, you can move step by step and advance layer by layer.

When the Grizzly armored car drove up a slope, less than 50 meters from the palace wall. A terrible scream came from the exclusive band of his squadron, which sounded familiar.

Robert subconsciously turned his head to look, and on the back of the grizzly armored car in front of him, a faint blue light was drawn from the belly of the Holy Cult Army-grade power armor, and a humanoid light and shadow could be faintly seen at the end of the light.

His pupils dilated instantly, and he couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth, "****, what the hell is that." ”

When he suspected that he was dazzled, he closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, the faint blue light was gone, and the light and shadow of the human figure writhing behind the car also disappeared, leaving only a steel coffin with blood flowing outward, which fell to the ground with a pop, crushing the ankle-length green grass.

In the communication band, the sound of blood pouring into the mouth can be heard.

Robert knew who was buried in the steel grave, the third platoon leader who liked to use cigarette butts to leave glaring scars on women's pictures and chests, and who was still discussing with the Comoros sergeant this morning where to go for a drink in the evening.

The war didn't leave him much time to sigh and sigh, the sound of the gun grenade breaking through the air came from far and near, and it exploded on the front of the grizzly armored car with a bang, and the fragments and smoke were everywhere, hitting the ceramic composite armor on the body with a crisp, somewhat dull impact sound.

Waiting for the rain to stop, Robert got up from the ground and looked up to see a large hole in the front of the armored car, billowing black smoke gushing out of it, rolling up and falling flames, making a bilibili popping sound.

The co-driver had already burned into a pile of black charcoal, and the driver kicked the car door, jumped from inside, hunched over on the smoking grass, and coughed violently.

His face was covered in fly ash and one of his hands was badly burned and he looked embarrassed.

The next second, with a soft chirp, the driver's soot-coated head burst open, blood and brains spilled all over the ground, and bursts of white smoke rose under the scorching red metal fragments, emitting a pungent smell.

Robert wanted to vomit, but he didn't dare to vomit, because the driver was a lesson from the past.

He could not see his face, but he knew that it must be very white, and it must be covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes might be red, like mad beasts.

The man behind an armored car on the right waved at him, hoping that he could pass, but before he could straighten up, a grenade cut into the cabin from the side, and with a bang, the detonation wave lifted the man behind the car and fell to the ground with a pop, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The fragments created by the grenade explosion did not penetrate the cockpit, but the armored car stopped, the engine stalled, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

The co-driver opens the hood and pulls it over the side 12. THE TWIN MACHINE GUNS OF THE 7MM CALIBER WERE ABOUT TO SHOOT IN THE DIRECTION WHERE THE GRENADE WAS FLYING, AND WITH A BANG, THE BULLETS FIRED FROM THE SIDE PENETRATED HIS HEAD, AND SPRINKLED A CLOUD OF BLOOD PLASMA ON THE HANDLE OF THE MACHINE GUN, WHICH FLOWED INTO RED LINES AND FELL DOWN.

A rocket fired from an array of armored vehicles landed on the battlements of the palace wall and exploded into billowing flames, the roar of machine guns filled the entire battlefield, and large-caliber bullets drilled into the super-concrete cast façade. There was a muffled popping sound, and the powder was scattered, accumulating into a cloud of earth under the wall.

This level of attack could not completely destroy the thick and strong walls, nor could it break the opponent's defensive line, and the soldiers behind the armored vehicles would always be inexplicably killed by black guns fired from nowhere, like grenades with poor accuracy. Specifically falling into a crowded place, lifting up the new mud and blowing the human body away.

On the surface, the firepower of the garrison is very strong, and the resistance on the opposite side is very weak, but the reality is that the soldiers of the garrison, including the command level, are completely dumb and eat Coptis chinensis. There is bitterness that cannot be spoken.

Such dense fire coverage did not leave a single corpse of the other party. The charge of a mechanized infantry brigade was slowed down by a field support unit like a sniper, and the journey that was supposed to take one minute was dragged for more than 10 minutes before it reached the foot of the city wall.

In fact, the top brass of the garrison had no idea what was going on inside the palace, and the command center, external communication network, and reserve defense forces of the garrison in the palace were devastating almost at the same time. So the main forces outside became blind and deaf.

Although the weapon system that was originally used to defend against external threats did not fire at them, which is a good thing. However, in order to gain access to the heart of the palace, they must get out of the cover of armored vehicles, climb over high walls, cross tunnels, and operate under the guns of stealth snipers.

This feeling is really not good.

Robert relied on the cover of a Grizzly armored car behind him. Finally arriving at the base of the city wall, looking at the wall full of bomb marks and bullet holes, but still strong, I don't understand why the military top brass let them attack from the ground instead of taking a transport aircraft. A divine soldier descends from the sky, so that it is in line with their identity, and it can also give the enemy a sense of spiritual oppression.

It wasn't until he planted the explosives at the base of the wall, returned to the back of the armored car, and whispered to the battalion commander's order to "try to protect the integrity of the palace buildings as much as possible", that he finally knew that the divine soldiers falling from the sky were not so fun, and it was easy to turn into dead corpses falling from the sky.

Three helicopter gunships carrying dozens of soldiers wearing Saint Cult Army-grade power armor flew from the direction of the barracks, and before they could enter the battlefield, the sound of grenades bursting through the air sounded behind the palace wall, and according to the ballistic analysis made by the combat assistance system, the target was those helicopter gunships.

Robert didn't hear the explosion, thinking that the opponent's shooting accuracy was too poor, after all, the gunship was in high-speed motion, and the grenade was not an RPG, or a portable air defense rocket, and it was normal to miss a hit, and a lucky hit was a lucky hit.

The next scene was a little unbearable for him, the helicopter gunships seemed to have been suddenly unplugged from the fans, and the turbine blades fell from fast to slow, crookedly, and plunged headlong into the grass outside the palace, scooping up countless flying mud.

At the same time, he was awakened by an exclamation from the communicator, and when he looked up, a huge shadow passed over the palace, and the S-A20 Sea Harrier fighter from the Northern Air Base was like an inferior toy, and was dismantled by the grumpy little master and angrily thrown to the ground.

It was a long time before he could see the true face of the shadow after the sound of the wreckage of the fighter plane landing, much like a long snake that could fly.

Its body is longer than two S-A20 Sea Harrier fighters combined, and its transparent wings that flicker rapidly on its back vibrate at extremely high frequencies and emit an irritating buzz.

"Hell, what the hell is that?" Noisy human voices come from the communication band.

Robert was about to say something when the explosives buried at the base of the wall exploded, and the shock wave destroyed a corner of the palace wall, interrupting his thoughts with the sound of rubble falling on the armored car.

Contrary to what they had imagined, they did not encounter more ferocious sniping, and as soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, the tracks of the armored car ran directly over the collapsing wall and into the buffer zone between the core of the palace and the outer wall.

A similar situation played out in all corners of the palace, when the outer walls collapsed, the soldiers were greeted by lawns, squares, sidewalks, and even gardens, and the interior of the palace was not greatly damaged, except for some of the facilities that had been trampled by the war and turned beyond recognition.

Robert didn't waste much energy on the sporadic flames and the empty complex, and his eyes were quickly drawn to the scene in the sky.

A black tide emerged around the two flying snakes, with a whistling sound like a wind, covering the sky in the atrium, whether it was from the Northern Air Force Base or from the garrison camp of various types of aircraft, like dumplings falling from the sky near the black clouds, like falling meteors. Falling in all corners of the palace, it ignited a churning flame and threw puffs of gunpowder into the sky.

Robert no longer regretted that he did not have the opportunity to come to the sky, and suddenly he was glad that the battalion commander did not fight for helicopter gunships from the brigade commander for transportation support. Otherwise, he might have become a charred corpse on the wreckage of the plane, quietly emitting the smell of green smoke and roasted meat.

For the first time, death was so close to him. It's as if there's a grim reaper peeking in the dark, thinking about who the next damn person is.

He was still young and didn't want to die on the battlefield like this, however, he didn't dare to be a deserter, and the deputy battalion commander who commanded the operation in the back would not hesitate to shoot him to death.

How could there be deserters in the garrison of the palace of Hal?

He followed behind the Grizzly armored car, struggling into the buffer zone between the exterior wall and the core of the palace.

Rushing to the rear, the missile vehicle fired one missile after another. Trying to dispel the terrifying shadow above the atrium was like stirring the water with a stick, and instead of sweeping away the shadow, it spewed out all sorts of strange things.

There are huge meat balls, monsters with many vertical pupils, supersonic fighters whistling by, and golden transport vehicles...... In short, an attack by the missile forces is like opening a door to another world. Put a lot of life-threatening things into the "Cabreto".

The military's flying unit was devastated, and the airspace near King Howl's palace turned into a sky graveyard. Many lives were buried. Surprisingly, the advance of the ground forces went smoothly, the buffer zone between the façade of the palace and the core complex was clean, and not a single enemy was seen.

The infantry continued to advance under the cover of armored vehicles, and as they approached the center line of the buffer zone, a ray of light pierced the dark clouds that hung over the atrium. Disappeared like lightning.

With the next breath, the black bees that had originally gathered together seemed to be stimulated by something, and turned into black waves, surging down from the sky in the atrium, wrapping around the mechanized corps of the garrison inside and outside the palace walls.

Swarms gather in the sky. It gives people a feeling of oppression, and when they turn into black waves that sweep around them, that repression becomes fear.

Robert could even hear the crackling sound of flying insects hitting the surface of the power armor, and the vision that was still clear just now suddenly became chaotic, and the skylight was cut into countless pieces by dense small black dots, jumping on the surface of the mask.

The camera is distorted, the infrared sensor fails, and even the swearing in the communicator becomes intermittent, and the feeling is like going through a sandstorm.

If it was just a naturally occurring celestial phenomenon, they might still have a chance to survive, but unfortunately, they were not dust, but a black plague that killed people.

The scene outside the visor was shaking, the driver of the armored car couldn't help but press on the brakes, not knowing how to deal with the scene in front of him, and the co-pilot tried to contact the senior officers in the rear command vehicle by various methods, but failed.

All frequency bands of wireless communication are seriously polluted by noise, and even laser communication means based on military satellites cannot be applied, and they have completely lost contact with the command center under the cover of bee colonies.

Robert made a new discovery, and many dark shadows appeared on the otherwise empty lawn in the horizon of light and shadow on the opposite side.

"Is it an enemy? It's finally here......"

He moved the five fingers of his right hand and gripped the Striker III assault rifle firmly.

When he took a deep breath and poked his head out from behind the armored car, ready to shoot, the true face of those black shadows was faintly visible in the confused light and shadow.

"Oh God...... Where did they come from. ”

If the opponent is a human, he still has the courage to fight, after all, there are many people on his side, but in this chaotic environment, a group of aliens with sharp fangs and sharp bone spurs suddenly appeared in front of him, you can imagine how big the impact on the psychology is.

Robert didn't shoot, his legs fell back uncontrollably, and his superiors asked them to come here to rescue His Majesty, but they didn't tell them the true face of the enemy, how should this battle be fought in the face of the ferocious alien army?

Who's going to tell them how to fight?

Tongues of fire burst out not far away, and they couldn't really be seen under the cover of the bee tide. Undoubtedly, someone also spotted the surging beast tide in front of him, and began to pull the trigger in his hand, shooting bullet after bullet.

Robert heard a scream behind him, followed by the screeching sound of a sharp object scraping through the metalwork.

In order to reduce his weight, he simply threw the gun aside and ran towards the rear of the charge with all his might, thinking that fighting the alien in such an environment would be tantamount to seeking death, and at least out of the swarm's sphere of influence.

The sound of the dogs attacking was like a galloping horse, covering up the sound of gunfire for a while, and only the screams of the soldiers before their deaths were like a touch of freshness in the turbid current, which was easy to capture.

Robert's pace was fast, but unfortunately this speed still couldn't keep up with the speed of the rout.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

The hot and humid air whistling out of his hard breath created a mist on the back of the mask, and he could almost hear the sound of his heartbeat, his boots crushing the neat green grass, leaving a messy footprint.

The ground in front of him suddenly bulged one after another, the green grass and dirt were stirred, and one after another black beasts came out from below, and before they could shake off the dirt on their bodies, their ugly heads stretched out, spewing green slime into the surrounding armored vehicles. (To be continued.) )

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