In the cockpit, Shi Chen and Su Ye Mulan were both pale because of serious injuries and blood loss, looking at the Nanshan garrison who looked frightened and only knew that the Dao Duan gun continued to shoot at the mecha, but the infantry's guns could not only leave white marks on the external armor, but what substantial trauma could they cause to the mecha.

Shi Chen glanced at Su Ye Mulan beside him, but the latter didn't mean to torture him alive, and said coldly: "Kill them all." ”

Hearing this, Shi Chen no longer hesitated.

For those who want their own lives, Shi Chen will never show mercy to his subordinates.

The lower limbs of the mecha that had been still for a moment suddenly shook, and the huge body jumped up in mid-air, collapsing the floor of the rooftop, and the track was retracted in mid-air, popping out two long-aggrieved mechanical legs, like a long-restrained flying dragon finally spreading its wings, and flipped in mid-air with a harrier jump, and smashed down with a punch at the Nanshan garrison who were shooting in a pile on the corridor.

In a terrifying muffled sound, accompanied by the flying of blood and flesh, a circle of cobweb cracks appeared on the broken spiral staircase that had been ravaged by the mecha tracks, and finally could not withstand the overload blow of the mecha and completely collapsed.

A deafening bang rang out in the mall, and the spiral staircase collapsed layer by layer under the mech's steel fist, like dominoes being pushed to it.

In mid-air, another robotic arm equipped with a Gatling cannon was raised, and the frantically rotating muzzle of the cannon spewed out a firelight representing death and a flying metal storm, tearing apart the human body that fell from the rooftop into a blur of blood clots

Just as the squad approached the rooftop, the Poplar rebels, who were not lucky, also suffered a fierce battle.

The team led by Hua Xuanfei himself, after blowing up the viaduct leading to this place, the Nanshan garrison completely gave up the locomotive and rushed towards the RT-Mart shopping mall on foot.

Bullets whizzed overhead, and Hua Xuanhui held a standard assault rifle collected from the corpse in both hands, leaning against the improvised defense made of rice bags blocked at the entrance of the supermarket. She bowed her head and remained motionless, but the anxiety and remorse in the corners of her eyes betrayed her mood.

Although he has had a lot of dealings with the Imperial Army since his family joined the Poplar Rebel Army, because of the fact that there are too many differences in fighting styles and equipment strength in the past, most of them are auxiliary guerrillas to complete the mission, mainly to escape.

Yes, this is the first time she has led her army to confront the regular army of the Empire head-on, she is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of her brothers and sisters who follow her because of her wrong decisions.

Listen to the sound of gunfire from time to time, and hear the muffled snort or screams of a bullet from time to time. Her heart twitched, followed by a deep sense of self-reproach.

Had it not been for her greed and obstinacy, she would not have led the brothers into such a precarious situation.

There was a bundle of thunderbolts tied up in linen by her side, not the rebels' homemade thunderbolts, but the Empire's garrison's magnetic storm grenades, hoping to create a breakthrough for the others at that time, and a few could escape.

The thought that she was likely to die here made her restrain herself from rising up at the man who had been tempted to drive her to danger.

Hua Xuanfei struggled for a while, and took advantage of the gunfire to shoot a shuttle outside the door. After recovering in the fortifications, he took out the communicator, hoping that the man would be able to fulfill his promise at this time.

However, there was still no response from the communicator.

Hua Xuanfei's look of remorse fell into the eyes of the migrant worker beside her. couldn't help but ask, "Didn't he reply?" ”

Hua Xuanfei gritted her teeth and nodded.

Just as Hua Xuanhui was silently thinking about the way back, she suddenly heard a loud shout from the man next to her.

"After I come to break off, you go first!"

The migrant worker stood up from behind the battered fortifications and roared. Holding the heavy machine gun mounted on the rice bag with his thick arms, he began to shoot brilliant flames.

The heavy machine gun began to emit a muffled beep, and the large-caliber barrel was semi-automatic for high-speed reloading. Second only to the Gatling cannon's firepower, it quickly suppressed the fire outside the mall.

The low sound of the chamber and the chamber crash continued to sound, and countless sharp high-speed bullets shot out of the thick barrel and hit the dilapidated buildings outside the mall hard.

The walls continued to shatter and create craters, like a straight line of death, and immediately the bodies of several Imperial garrisons were swept away by this depression, and their bodies crumbled into blood and flowers, and then fell.

However, the heavy machine gun is not the Gatling known as the metal storm after all, it has something that cannot be suppressed.

The dull roar of gunfire was suddenly replaced by an even more terrifying roar, and the only one who could suppress the heavy machine gun on the battlefield was Gatling, the king of guns.

If it weren't for Hua Xuanfei on the side who pulled the man to the ground in time, I am afraid that he would have been shot directly into a blood gourd.

Three Imperial mechs appeared at the entrance of the long street, heading towards this side, roaring and trembling slightly, and beside the mechas, dozens of Imperial garrisons with cold machinery began to charge silently and suffocatingly.

It was the same semi-mechanized combat company she had sniped at the overpass.

Hua Xuanhui looked at this scene, her mood became even worse and worse, she silently scolded Shi Chen for a few swear words such as ingratitude, and subconsciously licked her dry and slightly white lips, and found that the slag on her lips was a little sweet due to the explosion and sputtering, and suddenly said silently that this should be the reason for the blood of her comrades.

Is this God's punishment for one's own obstinence?

Originally, I thought it was a rescue battle that was not too risky, but it turned into a positional battle with the most terrible casualties! The target of the battle is still the garrison of one of the most elite units of the Empire! In the face of such an enemy, which is obviously much more powerful than ordinary troops and equipped with mechas, how can they be able to stop the other party's charge with their rebel army, which has little actual combat experience and lacks heavy weapons and equipment?

This semi-mechanized force was moving at such a fast pace that once they approached the mall, the fall of this improvised fortification, which was not at all a line of defense, was only a matter of moments, and even if she sacrificed her life to cut off the way for the brothers, their fate would be in danger.

Just when she was a little desperate because of her own inference, she suddenly heard a familiar scream, and her face suddenly changed drastically.

"Get down!" She pulled Qimao, who was about to stand up and launch the anti-armor bazooka, to the ground, and dragged the two of them to the side.

Just an instant later, the fortification where she was originally located was turned into a sea of fire mixed with electric snakes by a grenade, and she breathed a few times rapidly, and Hua Xuanhui, who was leaning against the shelf, turned her face even paler, because the bundle of magnetic storm grenades that she had originally used as her hole card had been detonated along with the previous explosion.

Without those, even the hope of a last resistance would have been completely gone.

And Qimao beside her was already colorless, and her lips trembled: "Sister, are we going to die here today?" ”

Qimao's voice was not loud, but in the empty shopping mall that seemed quiet after the explosion, it was extremely clear, and the dozen or so surviving men all looked at it with complicated faces.

Hua Xuanhui wanted to say something, but it didn't take long for her to say anything.

The afterglow of the sun at the entrance of the supermarket was covered by a huge shadow, and three rock mechs smashed through the scorched black rice bags that were still flowing in front of the mall, and the fish rushed in, trembling in a zigzag shape, and more than a dozen imperial garrisons stood beside the mechanical legs of the mechs, aiming the muzzles of the black holes at the remaining Poplar rebels.

Just as the triple cannon muzzle of the mecha rotated, intending to harvest the rebels inside, the entire mall suddenly trembled.

A loud bang kept coming from overhead, and the sound was getting louder and louder, and the Imperial troops had to warily aim their guns at the staircase crossing where the sound was coming from.

The voice finally broke through the barrier on the first floor of the last floor as if it had pierced the window paper, and fell in front of everyone.

It was a mecha, a rock mecha on one knee, the swirling muzzle of the gun still emitting the smoke of embers, and along with it fell with the smashed gravel and cement, and the blood and corpses in the sky, which fell on its body, dyeing its mottled body red, as if wearing a blood-colored battle robe.

PS: Thank you for the reward of [EX My King] 100 starting coins! (To be continued......)