The movement of dozens of boxes of mortar shells suddenly exploded in chains was so great that even Ramirez and the others were stunned after flying to the sandbox in advance, and as for the group of Wenatt town artillerymen in the gun emplacement, it was a blessing to find half of the bones.

Ramirez was the first to break out of cover, and a few lucky enough to be far away from the gun position, but they were still badly injured by the shock wave, and the guards infantry, whose internal organs were reduced to pieces, staggered as if drunk, and naturally were swept down by a round of submachine guns.

Simon looked at the mushroom cloud rising in the southwest of the town, and shook his fist fiercely, pinching the landing field at this moment, he was not afraid that he would not be able to attack, he had already firmly grasped his ass, how could the hope of victory not be seen?

Rejoicing and sorrowful. Ajax, who also heard the explosion, immediately turned pale, gasped for breath and turned his eyes red, howling and losing his mind, pushing away the team members and rushing forward to annihilate the commando who insisted on resisting the big thing. But how could the attacker be willing to give him another chance at this time? Dense light and heavy firepower was poured over without money.

"Sir! Sir! Pull the chief down! Seeing that Ajax was mad, the team members desperately dragged him down, there was nothing to do, and then rushed up to defeat these few meaningless enemies It is really unnecessary, now the sentry town lacks people, what is lacking is time, there are people, there are people, you can hold on to the reinforcements!

Isn't it very unpleasant that the commandos who had just been pressed and beaten for a quarter of an hour stopped doing it, and they just said they would leave? As soon as the fire eased slightly, Marko's grenades from the enemy rang out, and a thin figure could be seen faintly in a barrage of bullets, until Peter hit a home run like a "cricketer" again, and a bundle of cluster grenades happened to land in the retreating Ajax team, leaving several elites behind.

"Bang!" The iron door behind him was suddenly locked, and a team member who supported Ajax to run away could no longer hold on, a horse fell to the ground, Ajax was panting like a cow, and his heart was painful like a knife, when did he suffer such a big loss, first he lost two missile Humvees in a sneak attack, lost the biggest means of suppression, and then touched the bottom of the gun position, and now the long-range weapons that can hit the attacker were actually lost in just over an hour, and it was the turn of the sentry town to be beaten and had to fight back?

Ajax looked at the situation outside the town with his observation hole, although a large number of enemy troops were still limited to a few hundred meters away from the town, but the stupid dog also understood that the enemy was squandering their seemingly endless RPG rockets, and when the watchtower collapsed, the sea of people all over the mountains would pour into the watchtower, and it was unknown whether the firepower that was missing a corner could stop them, especially now that the gun emplacements in the southwest could not be contacted at all, the telephone lines were blown up, and one of the contacts sent out was all lost in the vast darkness.

Ajax's mood was extremely heavy, the dust had not condensed, the blood was still wet, and when he wiped the corners of his eyes, he didn't know whether it was blood or tears, he looked up at the dark ceiling, and walked to the radio station in silence.

But Ajax had no choice.

……

Hundreds of kilometers from the city of Chika.

After arranging things, it was still early before dawn, and Gregus went to bed with his bare little wife in his arms, and vented all the dark fire on his belly, until he was exhausted by the stunner below. Gregus himself was on all fours, looking out the window at the fish-bellied sky. Thinking that if Graemu's operation is good this time, he will cooperate with the waste of Ajax, kill the homeless army, and find out the people behind the scenes, which is the best one instructed by those small city-states in the south, and with the influence of the family, it is better to get a clean-up operation and a sum of money to enter the account, and it is also good to do some tiring and tiring work every day to kill the son of the Michigan moor forest.

Thinking of the rebel army of the children of the forest, Gregus's hundreds of pounds of fat couldn't help but feel a little cold, not that he was afraid of the untouchables as a citizen of the black wall, but that it was impossible for the people who were invited by the little princess of the Franz family to "watch" the "artistic scene", and it was impossible not to chill their backs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is my honor to have you to witness the completion of my first debut painting." The noble Princess Franz, Augustavina in black armor and gold helmet, made a small sideways, and beside her, all the tall Claudias with braids and braids, gave way to the way.

A rare hill outside the city of Zhika with beautiful scenery and a large amount of money to transfer away from the radiation environment is filled with the "refreshing" "fragrance".

"I just got the name of this piece, 'The Road to Redemption.'" She said.

At the corner of the forest, the forest path leading to the public villa on the hill is filled with the cross of the crucified son of the forest, and at the end of the road is an eagle with wings ready to fly.

"That Mr. Ranger is already a flying eagle." She covered her mouth and smiled, and she was the only one who could still laugh.

Gregos trembled, and cursed in his heart: the madman of the Franz family. Scolding and scolding, neither Gregus nor the Solomon family have the energy to solve Augustavina, but why should they solve it? Is it because she is willing to do bloody things for the "adults" who are unwilling to cut off the slave army in person?

"Jingle bell~" The phone rang, but Gregos was not annoyed. The adjutant wouldn't transfer an inconsequential phone directly into his bedroom, and Gregus froze and picked up the microphone.

"My lord, the town of Vennet sent a telegram for help seven minutes ago, and they are desperate for reinforcements!"

"I've sent my troops, tell Ajax to keep him on hold until noon, and Captain Graemu's convoy will pick him up!"

"My lord, we've tried to contact the town of Venat several times, but there has been no response!"

"Then keep fighting!"

Gregos roared and threw the phone away, rolled over and got up, looked at the map, found the location of the town of Venat, and tried to comfort him with a few luck: a few outcasts, what can you do with the sentry town? No matter how wasted firewood is, what can't be held on for more than ten hours?

"Inform Captain Graeme and order him to speed up, the faster the better!" To be on the safe side, Gregus finally ordered so. Before I knew it, it was already early in the morning outside the window.

Simon lowered his scope and watched expressionlessly as the communications antenna in the outpost turned into a cluster of fire and fell. At such a distance, the antenna that can accurately hit the blocked back of a building, in the current extreme lack of air power, can only require the ground gunners to be extremely elite. However, for Hydra, this kind of thing is completely a gesture, and a random psionic system can control a small-caliber cannonball to "guide" a hit.

Simon looked at his watch, at 5:57, more than two hours had passed since the attack, and the progress was firmly in his hands. Looking at the battlefield full of corpses, the corpses of the displaced people outside the stone wall of the sentry tower were mixed with a few purple poncho corpses, covering the desert.

Some costs, some beneficial costs. Simon thought.

Eliminated the outer firepower points, infiltrated the interior of the defensive ring and secured a solid bridgehead. In the eyes of Simon, an old Ranger, this is at most the end of the first stage of a tough battle. The second stage should be to send a large number of low-quality soldiers into the Flesh Mill street battle under the protection of long-range firepower, exchanging the enemy's living forces. The third stage is to negotiate surrender or to break the ashes.

What will the Iron Army do? Simon suddenly remembered that he laughed at himself, and let the Iron Army do it, there is only one stage, that is, indiscriminate heavy artillery coverage, to deal with this kind of good-sounding called "permanent fortification", which was a small town with checkpoint strength before the war, and sent an infantry company to fight in the morning, and it was possible to have lunch seriously if it was done quickly.

Simon is not the Iron Army, he is Hydra, and the rest of the battle will naturally be solved in Hydra's way.

Killed before?

You have to pay for the tuition for the class.

The decay of the psychic sequence to the official Hydra will be much lessened, so the instructions received by Felix, who is ready to go, are clear. This pure-blood Hydra remained loyal to his leader, either Adolfina or Simon Hayes.

Annihilate the defenders, leaving not a single one behind.

Felix passed the order to the remaining eight Hydra. In his opinion, it was unbelievable to deal with a little-known small sentry town with only a hundred people and nine Hydra. At that time, under the leadership of Lord Adolfina, the Full Moon Concerto that destroyed the Crusader Harrisburg had only used seventy or eighty Hydra.

Under the cover of optical camouflage, the Hydra silently began to sneak in, and the barren wilderness was like their own backyard to them, and all the shells inadvertently deflected. The tower machine guns ignored it until the holes were filled with high-explosive grenades, and the steel-forged gates twisted and tore open. The stormy Hydra commandos unleash a storm of slaughter in the watchtower. For a moment, the four watchtowers were silent.

Those newly transformed purple ponchos who had worked hard and paid hundreds of deaths to touch the stone walls of Sentinel Town were watching the Sentry Town quiet down with mixed feelings, and when they volunteered or forced to become purple ponchos, they knew that the rumored Hydra was pushing their backs, but they didn't expect that this lesson would come so quickly, and they didn't even know if the battle was over, or just the beginning.

Ajax, who was still in the main tower, not only couldn't contact Zhika City this time, but even the watchtower didn't move, and he and the soldiers watched in horror as the watchtower next door suddenly became pitch black, and the miserable howl came to an abrupt end. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of the unknown, they are afraid of fear.

"Squeak squeak~" They heard the slight deformation and twisting of the iron door downstairs, the electric light that had been immobile after being hit by artillery fire was clearly extinguished, and the gun in their hands trembled.

Ajax shouted loudly, calmed everyone's minds, and shouted: "What is there to be afraid of! Two shoulders and one head, brothers, rush out with me and fight! ”

After that, he rushed down with a spear, and the people behind him moved, and the stairs in front were like an abyss, swallowing up all sounds, although this floor was bright, there seemed to be darkness spreading on the lower floor.

"Gollum~" Someone twitched his Adam's apple and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.