The morning sun came as promised.

Simon fastened the buckle of his military boots, inserted a tungsten steel dagger into the boot shaft, flicked the revolver nest, and the six Magnum in it swirled away, and then stood up again, straightened the collar of Peter, who was still half a head shorter than him, and said softly: "Are you ready?" ”

The young man with the spear on his back nodded, and that was the best answer. Simon turned to look back at the twenty armored infantrymen in full gear, the strongest and last force he had. The morning sun shines on the matte exoskeleton armor, revealing the owner's heart.

The one-eyed mecha commander, the bohemian oil-headed powder-faced mercenary fritters, the bare-shouldered giant with a bullet chain, the friend of the rival with a wide mouth and teeth, and the little "cousin" who has just grown Qi hair, these are most of Simon's gains all the way to this desperate situation. Willingly or not, in the end, their fates are tied to each other.

Live and live better.

Simon looked around the queue, he didn't always restrain Purple Blood, he just wanted to tell the soldiers that loyalty was the most important quality for him, and nothing else. The soldiers who were not eager to try their fists looked at Simon in unison, just as they had done half a century ago when they had clashed their palms before battle. Until he jumped from a height of 10,000 meters and jumped off without hesitation, leading to the other side of hell.

"Win, that's it." Simon said so, and there was only that, and he immediately looked at the distant lake, and a column of iron-colored torrents rumbled away. And those lightly armed infantrymen, inside the Polytechnic, also looked at the same sun.

Return or be free.

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Over the years, Fort Mill has not only been held in one place, but has periodically built many storage sites and safe houses in the ruined area with the fortress as the center. As a result, the second wave of Combine forces quickly replaced the land vehicles in front of the flooded area, and switched to light assault boats, and even drove a patrol boat with a shallower draft.

With the lesson of the last time they suffered a dull loss, the combined forces did not disperse a small force but widely spread crow drones, and it was simply a waste of effort to see the dense take-off posture. As the streets that have become rivers pass, the ferocious mutant creatures that follow the official Hydra have eliminated the point. Specially crafted letters

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The Hydron was also applied to every soldier, an army of Hydra, Mill, and Combine, numbering in the hundreds, and well-trained.

The spray of the assault boat fogged into his face, and McCandless warily at the buildings that passed by. These are excellent ambush locations, even if they are too dangerous to reach, but the Purple Blood has proven his abilities time and time again. First managed to infiltrate the fortress, then defeated Midalen's hunting team, then forced Hydra to fall to the upper hand, and then took the defending side.

McCandless had already blamed the defeat of the previous days, and he didn't think about what it meant to serve for ten more years, because the experience of survival had taught that if you want to win every time, you must not complain about the past, not to mention that this time, it is not ten times as good as before?

"The drone is hovering in this area, close point, close point ......" McCandless looked at the slap screen of the drone operator, and the three buildings with horns on each other were the ultimate goal of this mission, the Polytechnic Institute, the last place for the purple bloods. Apparently he was here to fight to the end, to wait for reinforcements that might not arrive for the rest of his life—the United Hydra faction had already sent more teams to roam the outskirts of the ruins. The ruins are a hard walnut, the purple-blooded one is the walnut kernel, and the shape-changing one who has not been heard from for a long time is the squirrel looking for the walnut kernel.

Clean sweep.

"There should be jamming equipment in place, and lowering the altitude will lose control of this drone, sir." The operator reported that the picture was still at a height of about 500 meters, and it seemed that the fortress had indeed been scraped with a layer of oil. But this height is also enough to see many layouts.

McCandless kept the picture in mind for the time being, ignoring the faint fragrance of the manipulator and instead focusing on the approaching "canal". Where he was frustrated.

He couldn't get there.

"Attack!" I don't know who was the first to shout, and a rocket trail of white smoke appeared in mid-air! McCandles's heart sank immediately, and he immediately informed all the units with a psychic communication that they were free to engage in battle!

It's more than one!

The helmsman slammed the rudder to the brim, and the formation, which was already scattered through the river, was immediately confused by dodging the rockets. "Tom tom!" A barrage of explosions, all the rockets

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None of them hit the battleship, but the lethality was not weak at all! The rockets that deliberately hit the surface wall of the building set off a rain of sand and gravel, and struck down with a head and face.

"Fire, fire!" A machine gun placed in the bow of the ship immediately fired back in the direction of the rocket, and the ambusher was also not cowardly, and the high and low machine gun fire net almost instantly pulled up the chain of death, from high to low, just like shooting a target!

"Cover!" A Mill officer shouted heartbreakingly, and an orange-yellow line of fire spread, and within seconds, an entire assault boat was smashed into a canopy of pink wreckage. The non-commissioned officers yelled and kicked the soldiers into the water, and they couldn't understand why the enemy could crawl into the living lair!

McCandless slapped his hand on the head and shouted, "Turn all the attack planes!" No! Suicide machine! Go and knock out the fire! ”

The dense drones floating in the air immediately changed direction, and the grenade launchers hanging underneath immediately shot out a continuous barrage, and the rain and debris splashed down the river, and a line of fire was quickly dumbfounded. And those crows that are like milk swallows also countered the bombardment!

Sudden stop in the line of fire!

"Team Alpha! Follow me! "The Combine non-commissioned officers began to regroup, and the machine gunners, who were still holding on to the assault boats, tenaciously operated and concentrated their fire to suppress the enemy above. Although they were poured into soup, Hydra pheromones protected the Combine from not only being attacked by the mutant biota, but also climbing up the stairs before the water shower failed. After taking a few anti-radiant shots, he immediately prepared to attack with a hook hook hook under the organization of the non-commissioned officer!

Countermeasures and re-countermeasures!

The purple poncho will only move faster than the combined army, and their communication has already been completed in their hearts, one by one the invisible people covered in optical camouflage are moving and clinging, only to see rainbow flying between the dilapidated buildings, and in a few breaths, they jumped directly upwards for dozens of meters!

Assault the skies!

"God, you are my goodness and refuge, my tower and liberator." Simon recited the pre-battle prayer lightly, and as soon as his figure moved behind the corner, a quasi-marksman rifle poked out of the lattice, and before the crosshairs were aimed at the first target, he saw the rain before the rainbow.

He stood in the sky!

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