Two soldiers quickly approached the newly emerged enemy and pulled the trigger of the anti-devil grenade.

Two wisps of green smoke shot out from behind cover one after the other, flying towards the huge spider demon - such a striking target, it was almost impossible to miss. Looking at the trail of the grenade, Uncle Sang felt his heart lift, and he always felt that the thick carapace on the other party's limbs was not such an easy thing to deal with.

The bad foretaste was tested.

Due to the angle of fire, a grenade bounced off the side after hitting the target, and planted directly into the ground.

The other slammed head-on into its front legs, and the explosion stirred up a cloud of smoke, but the devil's movements did not stop, and with a slight pause, he stepped out of the smoke.

"Stupid, shoot your body!" shouted his men.

"Let me try!" another man volunteered to pick up a box of bullets and crawl out of the trench.

Uncle Sang didn't stop it, but he wasn't as optimistic as the others, and he now understood where the strange feeling of the new spider demon was—this freak beast was much more coordinated than the irregular ugly monsters in the manual. The "armor" on its limbs is not a random pile of stones, but a regular multi-faceted prism. If they are shrunk together, they may be able to form a trapezoidal platform that fits up and down with the stones on the back.

Moreover, the amplitude of the change of the opponent's limbs as he marches is quite large, which makes it even more difficult for the soldier to accurately hit the torso or abdomen, and the previous miss was not accidental.

Sure enough, the next few grenades did not stop the spider demon's movements, and even after the fire of the firing canister was released, it would deliberately close its limbs together, as if it was a conditioned reflex.

At the same time, the figure of a mad demon appeared in the gap that was knocked out by the enemy.

"Hell, can't these guys be more accurate?" the Heavy grumbled as he turned his gun.

"That's enough!" Uncle Sang immediately decided, "Retreat to the second line of defense and give this area to them!" ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing," he exclaimed, "if we are surrounded by enemies on the flanks, we won't be able to walk if we want to!"

The sound of the horn soon resounded through the position, and the nail detachment took cover alternately in accordance with the training regulations and retreated towards the port wharf. As the refugees watched the monster approach, the queue began to panic.

The soldier in charge of detonation quickly connected the detonation wire to the hand-cranked motor and shook it quickly, "Captain, you can detonate at any time!"

"Very well, let it taste explosives. Uncle Sang stared at the rampaging freak beast, stretched out his hand and signaled, "Wait...... It's now—"

As the soldier slammed down the detonator, more than a dozen dull loud noises burst into everyone's ears! In an instant, the ground under their feet seemed to tremble, and a series of rising plumes of smoke almost filled the entire clearing.

One of the piles of explosives was buried under the spider demon's body, and the violent impact caused half of its body to take air into the air, and the stone armor on both feet suddenly became a heavy burden, and the joints were broken alive. By the time it fell back, it was no longer able to move, and collapsed to the ground like a giant beast with a crippled leg.

A whistle rang out in the position.

But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the same crashing sound was heard on the east side of the pier.

Another spider demon suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Sang was glad that he had made the most correct choice.

He vaguely realized that this devil's attack was probably completely different from the previous ones, and the current formation was clearly intended to encircle them and wipe them out. The sentry failed to return on time, most likely because the enemy cut off the retreat, and if he hesitated for a moment just now, it would be difficult for the machine gun squad to retreat. At this moment, although the First Army gave up blocking the narrow streets, the four Marks were there, and they could still temporarily suppress the advance of the mad demons.

However, this does not mean that the crisis has been resolved, who knows how many spider demons the enemy has prepared, if two more ...... No, with one more, they can only hold out in a quarter of an hour. To make matters worse, there are still many refugees on the dock who are desperate to be evacuated, and once the panic spreads and order gets out of control, let alone save people, they will not even want to return to the ship.

The smoke cleared, and the devil had taken advantage of this gap to pour into the clearing that had been turned over by explosives.

The sound of machine-gun fire was heard for a while.

"Boom ————!"

Just when Uncle Sang was at a loss, a familiar roar suddenly came from behind him, even with his eyes closed, he could tell the source of the sound - for the First Army, the tone of the 152mm fortress artillery bombardment could not be more familiar!

And they did not arrange artillery positions at all!

He looked back in surprise to see a steel-forged ship slowly approaching the harbor, its guns in the bow almost parallel to the deck, straight to the line.

"That's ...... Roland!" Someone among the soldiers soon recognized the origin of the iron ship.

"Haven't they already withdrawn?"

"it, we've got reinforcements!"

"Long live Your Majesty, kill these wretched people!"

Shells whistled over the soldiers' heads and landed in the open space one after another, occasionally rising columns of smoke only about ten meters from the trench, and the bursts of shrapnel even hit the sandbags in front of the trench. The flying earth was like raindrops, crackling on the heads of the people, and in normal times, they would only curse the artillery battalion in the most vicious language for being blind and crazy, but now, there was only a sound of praise in the trenches, and the roar of the fortress cannon seemed to have become the most beautiful music.

Don't...... The reason why the nails did not give up on the remaining part of the people is that they have been waiting for this moment?

Uncle Sang noticed that the last group of refugees were being guided by the soldiers to board the gunboat Roland, so that the people on the dock were almost just right to fit.

I don't know how the nail got up with the instructions, but it's clear that this is the best time to evacuate.

"Attention, everybody, now let's go to the docks," he shouted, "one by one, don't be left behind!, and as soon as everyone leaves, the Demoman will detonate the remaining explosives!"

The order soon spread throughout the trench by word of mouth.

The final retreat began.

The Mark I heavy machine gun and the remaining ammunition were left in place, and although it was distressing, it was His Majesty's order - in any case, the safety of man should take precedence over weapons, and as long as the soldiers were still there, the weapons could be recreated.

After the group entered the docks, the devil also occupied the second line of defense under artillery fire.

However, what awaited them was an earth-shattering bang.

Thousands of kilograms of explosives sent the weapons left behind into the sky along with the madman.

In the aftermath of the explosion, the Roland blew its whistle and reversed at full speed to leave the shattered northern port.

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