The Iron Army fought fiercely with hundreds of mercenaries on the Western Front, who closed the iron gates of the camp and set up an impregnable defensive line next to the camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The reason why Info said that this line was impregnable was that there were not only more than a hundred well-armed mercenaries here, but also four machine guns on the two watchtowers behind them.

The most important thing is that the two helicopters one kilometer above the base are their strongest combat power to contain the attack of the Tie Clan's army! A miniature homing missile alone can kill more than 20 wolf warriors, but the bullets of the wolf warriors can't hit these two Grim Reapers, who are a kilometer away!

Waves of explosions rolled up on the ground, and relentless bullets flew everywhere.

Temu roared, "Follow me into the camp!" He led the leopard cavalry to break through the line set up by the mercenaries and came to the concrete wall of the camp, which was more than three meters high. With a deafening explosion, the wall was blasted open with a hole more than four meters wide. Temu raised his arms and shouted: "Rush in!" Let's see if they dare to blow us up! ”

The Iron Army quickly pulled out the mercenary line outside the camp wall, and the strong iron gate was also knocked down by the bombs, and when they rushed into the camp, the two helicopters in the distance stopped firing miniature homing missiles, because the wide area of the missiles would affect their own people in the camp. Just as the pilots of the two helicopters were pondering where to use their few miniature homing missiles, they received a call for help from the mech team.

"Divide some people to resist the rear!" Dempsey's eyes were red and he retorted, in front of him was the brave and brave army of Gari Wu who were not afraid of death, and in the rear was the fire-armored rhinoceros team that could smash mechs into scrap metal and more than 6,000 Naxi war wolves, and at this moment the mercenaries and workers defending the eastern mining area had changed from slaughterers to lambs to be slaughtered.

One hundred and eighty mechs have been defeated less than thirty, some brave werewolves sensitively rushed to the mecha, stuck the grenade in the mecha's magazine box or machine gun barrel gap, with an earth-shattering loud sound, those more than two meters high mecha will often be blasted off half of their bodies, and the heads of some mercenaries will fly into the night sky along with the casing, and smash to the ground.

Dempsey's eyes were red as he stared at the two-dimensional holograms fed back by the camera, and he knew that it was not the mentality of quick success that brought the mech team to destruction, and whether they broke into the enemy's position or not, the tide of battle would not be reversed. The enemy came prepared, perhaps having drawn up this seamless plan of attack a long time ago. He was still naïve enough to hope that he could deal with the Gari Wu army as soon as possible, and then lead the mecha team to help the rest of the war zone, and now he could only shout in pain: "Surrender!" We surrender! ”

Dempsey's voice reached the ears of every mech soldier through the communication device, this humiliating voice sounded like a heavenly sound to them, and all the mechs did not hesitate to unload their machine guns and fell to their knees, and at this moment they all prayed in their hearts that those small mountains of fire-armored rhinoceros would not rush up, otherwise they would feel the pain of breaking their muscles and bones!

The remaining more than 30 mercenaries and more than 100 workers on the Eastern Front also disarmed and surrendered, and the Naxi and Gariwoo armies surrounded them layer by layer, and the pilots of the two helicopters did not fire, and they knew the battle situation best in the high altitude, and the defeat of the base was only a matter of time. The two pilots assessed the situation and finally decided to evacuate the airfield 500 kilometers away.

At the same time as the two helicopters left, a golden spark of fire flew over the eastern front, and then the southern and western theaters also resounded with extremely excited shouts.

Thunder looked in horror at the gap in the blasted camp wall ahead, where he stood at the moment, which had been a battlefield ten minutes ago, but now a bloody corpse.

"Don't be stunned, hold him down!" Kirkman yelled at Thunder, his smart helmet was already stained with blood, and Thunder's smart helmet had been damaged by a stray bullet and had been thrown aside in the morning.

Although Kirkman's shouts drowned out the gunshots within a certain range, Thunder couldn't hear what he was saying, because a previous explosion had left him deaf, and even he didn't know if he would become deaf from now on. It wasn't until Kirkman grabbed him with his bloodied hands that he could react, and although he couldn't hear the wolf who had been shot in the face, he could still see the gruesome scene.

"Kill me! I'm in so much pain! Kill me! The wounded wolf struggled on the ground with his fleshy face open, scarlet blood pouring out of his claws, and the medical team could even see his bloody teeth exposed by the bomb fragments on his lips.

Lei Ming had already been frightened and trembling by the bloody scene, he knew that war was cruel, but only when he really experienced it himself, did he know how cruel war really was!

A grass spirit who couldn't bear to suffer continued to suffer, he picked up the rifle on the ground and ended his tormented life, and when the hot blood splattered on his body, he fell to his knees weakly, staring blankly at the night sky.

Kirkman suddenly ran ahead in a panic, and Thunder followed his running figure to see Garcia lying in a pool of blood!

"No!" Thunder cried out in pain, and he stumbled toward Garcia. "You'll be fine! Hold on! He fell to his knees beside Garcia, his hands clutching Gasia's bloodied shoulders.

"Bonita! Garcia was hit by a stray bullet!! Kirkman shouted to Bonita, who was bandaging the wounds of the wounded not far away, and Garcia, who was lying beside him, turned pale, a stray bullet passed through her left shoulder, and blood soaked her flawless body, Kirkman knew that he had to stop the bleeding for Garcia at this moment, otherwise she would die of blood loss.

Bonita hurriedly came, and at this time Garcia's smart helmet had been carefully removed by Thunder, and she bandaged Garcia's wounds with Thunderming's help, sometimes she would cover her face with her bloody hands and cry bitterly, and her fair face instantly turned red.

"Thunder." Garcia said weakly as she looked at Thunder, her clothes soaked with blood, and her pupils gradually losing color.

"I can't hear you!" Lei Ming stroked Garcia's increasingly pale face, and he looked helplessly at Garcia and said again, "My ears are deaf, I can't hear ah!" The voice was full of grief and helplessness.

"Wait!" As if thinking of something, Bonita pulled out her diary and pen from her backpack, and before she could hand them out, Lei Ming snatched them.

Lei Ming wrote in his diary in Bright Words; "What are you going to say to me?" He shoved the pen into Garcia's hand and held the journal up in front of her.

Garcia wrote slowly in her notebook, sometimes pausing because of the pain, but she persisted in writing the crooked line, which was a line of dazzling light: "Does that wedding still count?" ”

A few bright meteors crossed the sky in the distance, and Lei Ming, who saw this scene, remembered the promise he had silently made to the meteor alone, the promise to protect Garcia for the rest of his life.

"Of course it counts, you're my wife!" Thunder looked at Garcia lovingly and said.

Garcia continued: "That wedding doesn't count, I'm not your wife. The world is so big, it was my destiny to meet you. If I die, you don't need to treat me as the whole of your life, just don't forget. I've been to your world. ”

As soon as Garcia finished writing, tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks, and she tried to write another sentence in her notebook, 'I loved you,' but the tears were already wet on the paper.

Although Garcia said that he did not recognize the wedding, Lei Ming could feel the sincere love in her hazy teary eyes, he leaned over and kissed Garcia's forehead, and said to her: "You will be fine, when you are well, I will formally propose to you, so that you can truly become my wife." ”

Kirkman and Bonita, who were on the side, were already crying, and Garcia tried to touch Thunder's face, but the raised hand had just touched Thunder's face, and suddenly fell to the ground weakly.

"Nope! You're not going to die. Who's going to save her. Help her! Thunder cried hoarsely as he held Garcia's cold hand, and the hoarse and harsh screams brought tears to the ears and blinded the moonlight. At this moment, as long as someone can wake Garcia up, Thunder can do anything for him, even if he sacrifices his life, he just wants this girl lying in a pool of blood to wake up.

Kirkman examined Garcia's body with a sad face, and looked at the large pool of blood on the ground, and he no longer had any hope in his heart. But soon he looked excitedly at Garcia's slightly heaving chest, and the speed at which his expression changed from sadness to joy was amazing! "She just fainted from excessive blood loss, and there is still help!"

Hearing that Garcia was not dead, Lei Ming also cried with joy, and he was so anxious that he rushed to say, "Then give her a blood transfusion!" ”

"But we don't know her blood type?" Kirkman said.

"The captain must know." Bonita answered him immediately.

Thunder suddenly pulled out the 'silver feather' stuck behind his waist, and he resolutely rushed towards the gap in the camp wall, where thick smoke billowed and fire flared out.

"Isn't this looking for death!" Kirkman lost his voice and said, "He can't hear anything!" ”

But at this moment, no one can stop the pace of thunder, and he is going to Atfield to ask Garcia's blood type.

The battle had been going on for more than an hour, the flames were still burning, and the Scarlet Moon did not say a wordless account of who was on the winning side, but proved that the killing was still going on.