"Damn it!"

With a hard fall, the prime minister has not had a good night's sleep since learning that the millennium organization was about to attack.

As an aristocratic elite with an upper-class tradition, the current prime minister has also experienced World War II, and has heard a little about the horrors of the last brigade and the paranormal research institute.

But after so many industrial revolutions, he firmly believes that even a vampire can't fight against human armies.

However, he still forgot one thing after all, that is, these vampires are not the old-fashioned ones he imagined, they have been lurking underground for decades, they have been constantly researching and learning the progress of human society, and it can be said that their strength is easy to destroy a country with a small population!

Instead of accepting the advice of the more sober Empress and the Round Table Council, the Prime Minister, who forced the English army to attack, soon met with an incredible blow.

The fleet bound for the Atlantic had lost all contact ten hours earlier, and by three o'clock in the night, the Third and Fifth Fleets cruising off the coast of the English Channel had lost their signals.

Without the slightest response to the call for help, he completely lost contact, as if his life was swallowed up by the ubiquitous mist.

For the first time, the prime minister sensed that things were beginning to get out of his control, and that he was not facing the same opponent he had in the past who could test exchanges or even have obvious desires.

As the last afterglow of the Third Reich, the Major and others had only one purpose!

That is destruction!

The Prime Minister, who soon realized this, had no choice but to vent his dissatisfaction with these fearless and desireless monsters, and then handed over all the power to the Round Table Council, honestly becoming a rubber stamp.

Nearly 70 years later, no one would have imagined that it would be the decrepit and seemingly intimidating Empress Elizabeth who would stand up again to save the British Empire.

Under her resolute and irrefutable orders, most of the army was withdrawn directly from the city of London, and the rest were the best of the best, and they could accept what kind of monster the enemy they were about to face.

Countless weapons were sent to them for vampires and monsters, as well as weapons against ordinary people, and with the number of raiders of the millennium known so far, it was definitely not as simple as the last brigade.

The planned Great Fire of London was abandoned due to the rise of the Republic, and the Major, who saw the technological updating, was not idle, not only further developing the vampire's immortal products, but also bringing demagogic powers to the world.

The neo-Nazi group Millennium is by no means as primitive and old as it seems, or rather a show made specifically for the safety of the nest.

For the use of various black technologies, it can be said that those soldiers of theirs are more skilled than ordinary humans.

Moreover, with the speed and resilience beyond ordinary people, the design of their weapons and equipment no longer needs to consider the limitation of 'people', and all kinds of things that are only in theory are developed and loaded on aviation ships.

Don't look at their speed, they are indeed not fast, but once they fire at full strength, they are not much worse than aircraft carriers with full combat power.

All kinds of unmanned aircraft and self-detonation weapons, and even ultra-fast vehicles beyond the speed of sound are equipped in them, large-caliber energy weapons, powerful radiation energy, but because of the artificial vampire's physique, they are not afraid of radiation infection, and they are directly brought up.

It can be said that those who come into contact with the last large number of aircraft ships must not be deceived by its old appearance, and what exists in it is the most sophisticated, terrifying, murderous weapon in this world!

But if you really want to say that the most terrible weapons of the last brigade, then it is the soldiers who have burned the desire for war for decades and still do not die just to fight!

They have all been transformed into artificial vampires, they don't care about everything about themselves, and their only pursuit is the iron and fire of the war brought to them by the Third Reich!

Fanatically, they resemble the most elite, powerful, and insane special forces in the world, with enough speed to make it difficult to react, and with a variety of weapons that are made according to their physical fitness, they can slaughter countless creatures in the middle of the night.

Transformed into vampires, they have no so-called physical strength in the dark night, superhuman speed and human fragile life, in the eyes of these death reapers, killing people is not much more energy than taking a step.

It is precisely because of the strength that the last brigade may have mastered is pushed out, even the main island of England, which still has a lot of strength, is extremely nervous.

Even the millions of citizens of London were evacuated without regard for face, for fear of irreversible consequences.

However, in the end, good words could not persuade the dead ghosts, even if the army attacked, at most it would evacuate seventy or eighty percent of London's population, and the remaining London seemed to be empty, but in fact there were still nearly 100,000 people staying, but it was already difficult to find.

The result was much better than the Empress and Antgula had imagined, at least most of the citizens of London had been evacuated, and the rest were left to their fate, if they were unwilling to leave.

At this time, it is not clear that the form or any fetters cannot leave, and it can only mean that fate deserves this calamity.

Just as the emergency evacuation of London had begun, and all the troops had been put in place, the ships that had lost contact began to slowly approach the banks of the London River in the fog of the night, just as a monster had invaded London in a small boat hundreds of years ago.

"What a nostalgic opening!"

Accardo stood in the harbor of London, looking at the approaching megaships, his eyes full of excitement and rebelliousness.

"I wonder if you're a clumsy imitation or a sincere tribute?"

A voice floated down on the empty ocean, as a pure vampire, the flowing water is an insurmountable barrier, but fortunately he is not the lonely man he used to be!

A helicopter came directly above him, and one of the girls in police outfit was staring at Accardo.

It was just a flash of time, and Accardo suddenly came to the girl's side, ignoring the startled woman, looking at the ship in the distance, Accardo commanded lightly: "Let's start!" ”

And in the clouds not far from London, the Nazi pattern of the reverse cross mark reappeared, and dozens of huge aircraft ships floated among them, waiting for the moment when the plan was launched!