The previous sneak attack on the achievements of the Self-Defense Forces was not bad at all for the police, and the protozoa that emerged from the ground caused many police officers to be dragged into the endless abyss before they could make any reaction. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In other words, they never left, but after seeing the arrival of the civilian police force, they have been quietly lurking underground, waiting for the opportunity to come.

When did the gastrulation have such intelligence?

This was the question in Lunas's mind at this time, what the protozoan showed in a normal war was really amazing. This is not the tactical wisdom shown in one or two battles, but the strategic wisdom of using one's own advantages to the limit.

This kind of thinking that the entire battlefield is the core of the appropriate trade-offs would be terrible if the protozoan mastered it, and it would not only be a question of whether Tokyo City still existed, but whether the entire human race would be able to maintain an advantage in the war against the protozoa.

But the other police officers on the battlefield no longer had time to think about these issues, and although the losses caused by this sneak attack were not large, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The already dilapidated defensive positions were completely crushed, and the police could only fight on their own.

A fair-skinned girl in a white one-piece dress covers her face aimlessly and sobs in the scorching heat of the battlefield. Pieces of flesh that she didn't know belonged to were piled up at her feet, up to her ankles.

A starter had just plunged his sword into the head of an aragut when in the blink of an eye he was attacked by an aragonoid behind him, tearing his body in half.

The internal organs of the deceased flew out, and the ruptured skull and brain pulp were scattered in all directions, stained with dirt. The vast majority of corpses have become fragments, and it will take a long time to put them back together, and many more have not been able to leave them at all.

Ruthlessly splitting a protosagularis in half, Lunas really didn't have time to care about the others, fortunately, Chiju Natsuyo and Tina are both members of the good strength, especially Tina is a top 100 promoter of the IP rankings, and the two still don't have any pressure under the cooperation.

Lunas now finally understands why the vast majority of people in the Space-Time Authority are specialized in law and order warfare, and the battlefield is ever-changing, unless the strength is already strong enough to be at the level of Water Moon, the changes that a person can make to the battlefield are too limited. It's like a person who can defeat the enemy army by himself or something, it's definitely a domestic anti-Japanese drama that I've watched too much, and the only end of doing so is to be piled up to death by taking the number alive.

The energy alarm of the Eye of Transgression sounded, and in Lunas's field of vision, a flash of light flashed from the other end of the burning tent, and an object that looked like light swept by, passing over everyone's heads at super high speed. Lunas subconsciously accelerated away from where he was, and the silvery-white light passed by Lunas.

In the next instant, the objects located on the silver trajectory cracked, and the bodies of more than a dozen policemen made strange noises, which were directly broken into two in the air.

He reflexively got up and looked behind him, the battlefield as far as he could see was cut by the silver trails, and the frenzied screams came and went, and Lunas saw a policeman whose body had been cut in two and wailed in pain, but he couldn't even kill himself.

'Is this what the Spear of Light is called?' Lunas silently thought that he did feel a visceral danger when the light swept past him just now, and this kind of half-energy attack, at least now, he still has no ability to intercept.

I am afraid that this is the real culprit of the Tomahawk cruise missile, helicopter and fighter jet that shot down the Aegis ship a few days ago.

At this time, there was a sudden roar on the battlefield.

The sound even reached the corner of the 40th arrondissement, and the roar of distant thunder contained not demonstrations or shouts, but painful screams.

All the proto-araguts seemed startled, and all of them stopped moving and turned their heads in the direction of the roar. It wasn't long before the voices of the battlefield died down.

Looking far away at the source of the sound, Lunas noticed the massive silhouette of a hill writhing in pain. That guy was obviously dozens of times bigger than the other monsters. Even if he didn't use the Transgression Pupil, Lunas was sure it was Aldebaran, the ultra-high-risk aragut that claimed to be infinitely close to Stage Five.

As soon as he thought so, the gastaroids began to move at the same time. The caterpillar-type aragut that crawled on the ground moved, and the insects and birds that flew in the sky also leaned around the giant protogular, using their bodies as shields to gradually retreat.

The aragut finally retreated, leaving behind a corpse of both human and protosatic animals. The smell of the mixture of the two kinds of blood irritated the wings of his nose, and even Lunas, who could already be considered a veteran of the battlefield, couldn't help but frown.

The loss this time was really miserable, and the tactical means of the protozoan advanced by more than one level at one time, but the tactical thinking of human beings was still stuck in the rigid mode of the 'Second Kanto Battle', and the result of the battle at this time was really difficult to have any surprises.

"Saved...... Is it? ”

The petite starter on the side was silent, and the voice rang in Lunas's ears, but it slammed into the hearts of everyone present like a hammer.

Is it really saved? Although Aldebaran retreated for unknown reasons, the megalithic monument also collapsed a day earlier due to the wind.

That is, there are still three full days left before the new megalithic monument arrives. During these three days, it is difficult to guarantee that the Legion of Prototypes will not make a comeback. With the current state of the civilian police corps, I am afraid that it will not be able to carry even a day.

If the civilian police corps can only be described as miserable, then the losses of the Self-Defense Forces can only be described as tragic.

In this battle, the Self-Defense Forces lost almost all their heavy weapons, and the Air Force, which rarely suffered mass casualties in peacetime, directly lost more than half of them at this time, and a large part of them were directly destroyed on the ground by the intestines lurking underground.

Although the naval losses were small, they had already attracted the attention of Aldebaran, and the only way to attack in the future was to actively carry out ultra-long-range attacks to dodge the Light Gun, but in that case, the missile would have a large mid-range flight time, greatly increasing the likelihood of being intercepted.

What's more, after the retreat of the Primitives, many people have completely lost confidence after seeing the power of the Light Spear, and the morale of the civilian police corps has suffered a great blow again.

The situation did not improve with the brief retreat of the gastroids, but worsened further.