Although Afro was not there, it was as if he had seen through everything and watched Calais's every move.

"You're saying Gurro wasn't the first to die?"

Glaro was the unlucky guy who was used by Calais to sacrifice the flag, and at this moment Les had already understood Afro's words and saw Calais's movements.

"That's right, Gurro is just a chicken, a chicken that the other party uses to provoke you, provoke your anger, and invite you to fight."

Licking his lips, Afro's face was filled with excitement, and the look at Rice made him shudder.

"Hehe, it seems that it is not enough for him to kill Louis, he still wants to kill you."

Hearing Afro's words, Rice's face was very ugly, this guy had already and peed on the head of the Imperial Army, but he could only watch.

"You have to endure my anger, you are not his opponent."

Although Afro is not a martial artist, he can see a lot of things clearly, and his sharp eyes are so terrifying that even Les, who is a Skywalker, has to be convinced.

But Rice still had to open his mouth to defend himself.

"When I kill Gail, I'll kill him."

His face was distorted, and Les was furious that Afro looked down on him, and he only needed to tear Calais alive in front of him to dispel his anger.

But Afro didn't think so, staring at Les's eyes as if he had seen through everything.

"You've been terrified from the moment you made the move to kill Gail."

Afro knew very well that as a veteran powerhouse of the Decadent River Federation and a long-established Skywalker, Les resolutely chose him, and it was conceivable that he was afraid of Calais.

In other words, Louis's strength is all within Rice's estimation, and he can kill Death, and Les is definitely unwilling to face such a strong man.

was punctured by Afro, and in front of him, Les felt that his heart was completely exposed, so that the other party could see it clearly and could not hide it.

"Wait for reinforcements from headquarters, they will send a saber over, and Taylor should be the leader."

"That guy Taylor?"

Hearing Aflo mention this person, the face on Rice's face changed again, although it had always been ugly, but his mood fluctuations could also be seen from Rice's changing face.

"Well, this guy hands over the saber, let's finish the battle before they come."

Slowly standing up, cane in hand, Afro walked out of the conference room.

"That guy won't come to the southeast anymore, you can rest assured, and the general attack will start in five hours."

"This guy, is it Kouro?"

By this time, Calais had returned to the coalition lines and placed his head on the table.

The glossy cut in the neck was unrecognizable, it had been cut off by Calais's hand, and there was only a small amount of blood on the entire skull, and the rest of the skull was intact, allowing Moremoby to recognize him at a glance.

"Imperial Sixth Army, Admiral Grolo!"

Morey read out the identity of the other party and the unit he belonged to, and the whole person gasped, staring at his head in a daze, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

They didn't expect that Calais would take down the head of the opponent's first general in less than twenty hours after the end of that meeting, and such a thunderous method and speed were shocking.

"It's just the first, and there will be a second and a third to follow."

Calais threw his head in place and vanished, leaving nothing but his faint words in the air, leaving the Moremoby brothers speechless.

Demons, in action, day and night, Calais roamed the interior of the Imperial Army, like a reaping of life, constantly colorless his prey.

However, in the early morning of the second day of Calais's hunting, the offensive of the Southern Imperial Army officially began.

There were seven armored divisions in the attack, the torrent of steel shook the earth, the beams of energy soared into the sky, and the sky was filled with the roar of artillery fire, which was deafening.

After a two-day delay for unknown reasons, the Reich's Panzer Division once again charged towards the southern port.

Unlike the first time, the charge was interrupted by Louis's fear after ten minutes, and the mechs were like a flood of mechs that kept pounding the coalition defenses, bloodthirsty and crazy.

And while the coalition forces on the front line were fighting bloodily, in the evening of the next day, at the southern port, the two armored divisions on the Hallero Road had begun to retreat and leave the southern battlefield.

At this time, the coalition forces in the south were truly divided into two factions, and each began to complete their task of resisting or retreating according to the plan.

The offensive has not stopped, the fierce war continues, and the Empire has invested as many as 16 armored divisions in the offensive, launching a death charge against the coalition defense line day and night.

And Calais finally found his next target on the night of the third day.

The headquarters of another Imperial Army group was discovered by Calais, who hid in sorties on the Imperial front, in a vain attempt to escape Calais's eyes and ears by hiding in the most dangerous places.

But in the end, they were discovered by Calais. This time, Calais's attack did not just take away the head of the opposing general, in order to relieve the pressure on the defensive line, Calais slaughtered all the senior generals and staff officers in the entire command post.

Above the colonel, no one is spared!

With the bloodbath of the headquarters, the command of the front line was also chaotic, and the entire army group could only fight separately and could not form a unified offensive front, which made their fearless charge a desperate charge.

The demon's hunt continues, but panic has spread like a plague across the southern battlefields of the empire, and the high-ranking generals are all in danger, hiding in unseen corners, praying that the demon will not find them.

"Damn, what the hell are those guys doing in the security forces?"

"The other party's warriors came in so blatantly, why didn't the security forces take action?"

"Can we just wait here to die? Damn, who is going to be his prey! ”

The high-ranking generals of the empire were panicked, and it was difficult to continue the war, but Afro's iron orders were like a mountain, so they had to continue fighting.

Even if the demons are hunting, they must charge forward and break through the defenses of the Southern Alliance!

Three days later, Calais now had the heads of three generals and the heads of twelve lieutenant generals.

Do what you say!

When the head was neatly placed on the table in the conference room, beyond the sight of the audience, there was no other kind of gaze.

What kind of person can smash the headquarters of two army groups and obtain the heads of three generals in three days? I'm afraid that even the highest-level cosmic mercenary can't accomplish such an achievement.

Calais's movements, on the other hand, are so understated and lighthearted.

Now the remaining high-ranking generals of the empire are eager to dig into the ground and disappear from Calais's field of vision.