Night began to fall again, but the deep, low-hanging night could not hide the edge of the battle, and half of the sky was reflected in the fierce explosions and the burning fires everywhere.

In the flames and smoke of gunpowder, Huo Dehua walked out of a combat uniform.

Around him, two UFO turrets gently revolved around him, and in the small muzzles and muzzles of the UFO turret, bullets or small shells flew out and then shot out in all directions, no matter what obstacles they encountered, they would cause those seemingly small shells to explode violently, and their power did not seem to be much worse than that of heavy artillery bombardment.

There was a hint of pity in Howard's eyes at the moment, but there was a slight smile on his resolute and tough face, and at this moment he seemed to be not only swaying and atmospheric, but also calm as the power of wind and thunder.

In just a few days, he already had a short beard, and he had the taste of a mature man in his thirties, although his real age was only in his twenties.

Behind Howard, there were more than a hundred warriors who were armed to the teeth, each of these warriors was a young and strong mob combination, although each of them was different in height and race, but the temperament they exuded was the same, and everyone had a strong fighting spirit on their bodies.

And it is worth making people feel shocked that the weapons in the hands of these more than 100 soldiers are all heavy machine guns, which means that more than 100 of them are machine gunners, and the momentum that permeates from them has reached the second-order strength on average.

Such a small army in battle is enough to be classified as first-class combat effectiveness.

And in fact, as Howard and the more than 100 machine gunners behind him slowly advanced, the continuous explosions and the sound of machine guns were like layers of barrage, blasting out smoke dragons on the ground. From the smell of war smoke and dust on their bodies, it was clear that they had been fighting for some time, but their faces did not show the slightest sign of fatigue or rest, and they roared forward like a sharp sword.

More than 100 people did not suffer counterattacks in the process of advancing, on the contrary, the counterattacks suffered were quite fierce, and high-powered sniper bullets or shells would whizz from time to time, and the timing of the shooting could be said to be just right.

However, those high-powered sniper bullets, in the vicinity of the team of more than 100 machine gunners, each of them has a skill, that is, after the machine gunner's second-order energy shield is deployed, they are bounced away by a layer of invisible force field, although some special warheads can get closer, but after getting closer, they also directly turn into metal liquid and then fall powerlessly.

This is a very critical battlefield, a central strategic point on the outskirts of the Watt City's territory. In the past few days, the main force of the army in the judgment area has hit here with a thunderous force, launching a continuous onslaught, and by this moment, there is very little left of the defenders in this town, and most of them have been crushed by this domineering offensive.

All the permanent strongholds and fortifications had been forcefully uprooted, and under such a rapid and powerful attack, the reinforcements of the city of Watt were far from being able to come to their aid.

For the defenders of the city of Watt, the town of Watt, the war was hard.

The strength of the Watt family in the northwest land is not too high, but it is enough to shock many people, because there are a hundred strong people whose strength is at least above the sixth order, and the top twenty are at least above the seventh order, and the one guarding this town happens to be one of the hundred strong people, whose name is Marcus, but the strength can only be ranked seventy-third out of the eighty.

This also means that his strength is only at the sixth-order or sixth-order peak.

A powerhouse with sixth-order strength is enough to exert a comprehensive influence in a battle, and this is something that has always been accepted by normal people. However, this time it was beyond his expectations, he never thought that the hundreds of enemy soldiers on the other side who were slowly advancing were actually all guys who had reached at least second-order strength.

There was also an engineer with fifth-order strength leading them to break through.

If there were only a hundred second-order machine gunners, Marcus would not take them seriously, but if there was one more fifth-order engineer among them, everything would have changed, with him as the commander and vanguard, and then combined with all the strength of a hundred at least second-order machine gunner soldiers, that power would have surpassed the sixth order without thinking.

What shocked him the most was that the hundred or so warriors were not ordinary warriors, although they were a little far away, he could still see their discolored skin and the sharp claws in their hands.

You don't have to think about it to know that it is definitely a genetically modified warrior, and it is also a fierce beast that is difficult to entangle with low-level aliens.

His soldiers had already died a lot, and he didn't know why his request for reinforcements had been delayed, he only knew that if he continued to shrink like this, it wouldn't be long before all his soldiers would be killed, and he might be able to escape, but the consequences would definitely not be able to escape death.

Therefore, he could only choose to fight head-on, although he also knew that it was impractical for him to fight against the main force of the entire Inquisition on his own.

The only thing that made him feel extremely depressed was that he was not a melee king blade, nor a ranged king sniper, but a mid-range machine gunner, so he could only choose to charge.

However, even so, his role is no less than that of Howard, and even surpasses Howard, after all, a sixth-order machine gunner is terrifying. His shot, while Howard led the genetically strengthened hundred warriors to unleash the storm of destruction, pieces of flame were quietly burning from Marcus's guns, and then silently extinguished. Under the cover of night, these flames are almost imperceptible to the naked eye, but they are terrifyingly powerful. Every time a dark fire ignites, an ordinary Inquisition Warrior will be killed, and he won't even have time to struggle, either his head will explode, or half of his body will explode, whether it is a second or third order.

He broke away from his defensive position and walked like the wind into the war zone two kilometers away from Howard in the night, and was spilling death all over the world. In just a few moments, the number of Inquisition District soldiers who died at his hands had exceeded a hundred.

Howard's face did not change in the slightest, and several shells whistled out from the UFO battery beside him, and a moment later a sharp whistling sounded in the air, and then several bright orange flames ignited not far away, and the powerful explosion was still deafening even after a kilometer. In the flames, large steel parts could be faintly seen flying.

It was the defenders of the city of Watt's heavy artillery. Their heavy artillery position was finally scrapped by Howard at this moment.

The heavy artillery was destroyed, and the defenders lost most of their soldiers, but they were not able to deal a fatal blow to the main force of the judgment area, and the defending enemy of the town finally understood that the battle was probably going to end in defeat tonight. As a result, many of the enemies began to retreat.

Then the enemy in the battlefield was soon left with only one Marcus, who was still hunting the soldiers of the Inquisition. The bullets fired by ordinary soldiers, even ordinary sniper bullets, could not penetrate Marcus's energy shield, and under the suppression of his extremely powerful firepower, no one dared to take the lead for a while. Even so, soldiers were constantly spotted and killed while he was moving.

Without the slightest hesitation, Howard commanded the hundred-man machine gunner in the direction of Marcus.

Marcus clearly noticed the movement on Howard's side, and the muzzle of his gun immediately turned around, and the bullets whistled in, striking the energy shield held up by hundreds of people, causing ripples.

And Howard's side also opened fire, and the overwhelming bullets whistled away, covering Marcus in an instant.

All bullets, or shells fired by Howard, exploded two meters in front of Marcus, and the bullets fell to the ground, the distance between the two sides rapidly narrowing.

The two sides are a hundred meters apart.

However, Marcus suddenly stopped, looked at Howard, and at the moment before the UFO shell was fired, he actually grinned and smiled strangely at Howard!

Howard's heart was full of alarms, and then he saw Marcus tear open his shirt violently, but instead of his bare chest, there were rows of black explosives.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I immediately instinctively hugged my head and put on a defensive posture. In the next second, the furious energy immediately burst out, forming a violent explosion.

Howard flew high like a pebble, was sent a hundred meters away by the impact of the explosion, and then fell to the ground like a bag of flour. He lay on his back to the sky, his military uniform shattered by the explosion, revealing his scarred body.

And more than twenty of the hundred warriors and the scattered soldiers within the range of the explosion died directly less than five seconds after the explosion, under the self-explosion of this kind of sixth-order peak powerhouse, none of them with low strength and close could resist it.

There was a terrible wound between Howard's chest and abdomen, a huge fifty-centimeter-long wound that cut open almost the entire ribcage of his chest, revealing the internal organs that were still wriggling inside. Like all high-level abilities, Howard's internal organs are already different from the traditional human internal organs, and only those that are stronger than ordinary people can withstand the huge energy consumption and supply required by their abilities.

He lay on his back on the ground, gasping as he watched the still fiery clouds in the night sky. As the chest rose and fell, countless wounds, especially the huge incision in the center, were also opening and closing, gushing blood. The internal organs are also beginning to crack, and many of the wounds on the surface of the body that have been torn repeatedly have even shown signs of decay because they have not been treated in time.

The explosions on the battlefield gradually subsided, the battle was over, ending in victory in the Inquisition, and the city defended by Marcus suffered heavy losses, and it is estimated that there are few left alive now. Thinking of this, a relaxed smile appeared on Howard's face.

In the night, Claudia quietly appeared. She crouched down beside Howard and gently stroked his wounds with her hands. Her hands were no longer white and delicate, but were stained black and brown, and became a little rough, and there were small cracks all over the place, and if a medical doctor saw it, he must have known that it was caused by a genetic mutation.

Howard let out a sigh of relief and said: "This guy is really dead, I didn't even think that he actually carried so many bombs on his body, if everyone is like him, our next battle will become very difficult, what do you think?" ”

Claudia sighed softly, put her hand on the wound on his chest, and said while cleaning the wound, "It can be seen that they attach great importance to honor, and I can understand his purpose in doing so, because the same is true of the warriors of Ofey, as a commander, he cannot easily escape, and he carries the dignity and glory of the city of Watt, so he can only choose to die in battle." ”

As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and put her hand on Howard's chest.

Selena finally ran over at this time, she looked a little embarrassed, her body was stained with a lot of mud and dust and the smoke of war, seeing that Howard was so seriously injured, her eyes showed panic, and the next moment she relaxed again, and then squatted down, did not speak, just held Howard's hand.

Howard quietly squeezed Selina's hand, his body did not move, but the twitching of the bare musculature of the wound revealed the pain he was suffering at the moment. He sensed Selena's nervousness, so he asked, "By the way, the battle is over, right?" ”

Selena chuckled and said, "Yes, we won. ”

Howard breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then muttered, "War is really desperate. ”

Claudia was engrossed in treating Howard's wounds and whispered, "The boss once asked me a question, and he said what kind of world is the world we live in. ”

She paused and continued, "I didn't know how to answer the question, and the boss quickly told me the answer. ”

Howard and Selena asked in unison, "What's the answer?" ”

Claudia's purple pupils flashed with a thick bright color, and she said softly: "He said, this is a world that has lost all its goodness, and this is a world that is heading towards death. ”

"And what we're doing now is to make this world come alive again!" It seemed that when she thought of the handsome young man with black hair who said these words lightly, Claudia's eyes were particularly bright.

Howard smiled and said, "Yes, we're already doing this, and the boss said that it's a great thing." ”

Selena didn't speak, just tightened her grip on Howard's hand a little more.

Howard continued: "We are all the same, we all advocate the era of peace, but the reality of the world makes us have to participate in this brutal battle, and I have always hoped that through our actions, we can make the good life that we have lost can reappear in this world under our actions, so, for war, although it is hateful, but come on." ”

The corners of the two women's mouths pulled out a slight arc, and they both knew very well that no matter what, the war that belonged to them had already broken out.