Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Tragedy of No Choice (1)

The vast region of northwest Australia has experienced an unprecedented baptism of war.

Although most of the areas were affected by the forces of the two terrifying beings, there were still many places that revealed the tragedy of the war, and the deep pain pierced people's hearts.

The human side, which is less than 300,000, confronts a majestic army of a whole million, and the momentum is high, and the ending does not have to be fought to surface, this is a war with a known ending.

Even though they knew that they were dead, including the Evil Army, no one on the human side flinched, and everyone was adjusting their breathing, calming their rapid heartbeats, and accumulating more strength.

The breath is like the sound of the drums of ancient wars, although it cannot be transmitted in the vast battlefield, but it haunts everyone's heart, and the sound of the sound vibrates and goes straight to the brain and shakes the nerves.

The smell of gunpowder gradually climbed, the atmosphere became more and more depressing, and war was on the verge of breaking out.

Billions of eyes were filled with grief and despair, and the emotions of pathos were contagious, and the earth was intimidated and stirred up countless monstrous waves on the ocean.

This is not a war, it is a tragic sacrifice.

At the most tense moment when the war was about to break out, the sound of sizzling electricity sounded from Qina's micron headphones, and the intermittent but calm and powerful man's voice came: "This is ...... Chinese Air Force, here it is ...... Chinese Air Force. ”

Qina was stunned and didn't react.

When a loud and neat roar came from the sky behind her, the woman who was no doubt that she would be the next executive director of the executive department looked up, and the scene that she could never forget met her eyes and imprinted in the bottom of her heart.

The dense black dots are like swarms of angry bees, so many that they occupy half of the sky, and the first to rush to the battlefield are fighter planes that roar like thunder and are as small as black dots, and there are many types of fighters, attack planes, bombers, and so on.

The real landslide cracked in a huge explosion, and beams of fire rose from the ground, and the earth shook violently, as if it had been beaten to the ground by a pair of invisible giant hands.

Artillery fire filled the battlefield, drowning the colorful army that had reached a higher level of combat power.

After a near-ground bombardment, the already hideous earth was even more shattered, and the ground was as black as coal.

After the bombing, large transport planes flew over from a high altitude, like dandelions spreading their umbrellas and flying white flocculents, countless white parachutes opened from high altitudes, and the whole sky became a stage for paratroopers to land in the air, like a sky full of stars.

"This is the Russian Air Force, and the 8th Air Defense Command is ordered to support."

"This is the U.S. Air Force, supported by the 36th Air Force."

"This is the Royal Air Force, 3rd Strike Command support."

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As radio came one after another, air force combat formations from different countries appeared one after another on the horizon, and for a time the sky in the entire northwest region became a combat airspace for fighters to soar, and the ground under their feet became the target of the airborne troops.

The airborne troops of various countries landed in different areas in an orderly manner, and landed in all directions of the colorful army, showing a trend of encirclement and suppression, and surrounded this powerful non-living army.

Just a cursory glance at the nearby airborne troops, Mo Kaize knew that from their too steady breathing after parachuting and the inertia of their bodies standing upright to resist the descent when they landed, it was not difficult to see that their physique had surpassed ordinary people.

Most of the Augustine family's thunder liquid enhancers and "long-lasting" fire magma enhancers are already clear, or every member state behind the rookie club is always making final efforts and preparations for the future catastrophe of human annihilation.

In every country, there is a group of people who pay silently, risking their lives to wait for a war that may not appear in a lifetime.

It's just that the original object of this war, all countries in the world thought that it would be the Immortal Legion of the Immortals, but in the end, it was the Immortal Legion of the Immortals and the Immortal Legion to resist the enemy from the world level.

In the northwestern region, where the all-round entry has been approved, billions of people are watching the arrival of the air forces of various countries in the world and the support of various airborne armies, all of them are in a surging mood, and the shouts and shouts are filling all parts of the country, some are excitedly swinging their fists, and some are already moistening their eyes and cheeks.

This is the human race, a race that may be selfish, but will eventually come together to face a desperate situation.

Mo Kaize stepped forward and faced the road that was hanging in the air: "Now...... It's us who surround you. ”

Qina also took a step forward, boosting the morale of all the members of the line, and the Augustinian Escort and the Fire Knife Organization began to clench their weapons, and the bronze long swords of the temple guard army also raised their tips slightly.

Under a series of drives, the armies of all countries began to adjust their breathing and gather momentum.

The majestic oppressive force surpasses the enemy and presses back against the past.

An even more tragic war is about to break out.

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It's an iron-gray world here.

It's as if all the lead colors in the world are piled up here, and there is no end to the world, and if it weren't for the different shades of color, it would not even be possible to distinguish the things around you.

But even if you can distinguish it, it is just a strange and rugged undulating ground, but what you can see from a wide field of vision is still a single lead color, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Yichen suddenly felt a tearing sharp pain rushing straight to his brain, his scalp instantly numb, and the multicolored light film that stopped pain and bleeding at the broken arm disappeared at some point, and the severe pain made him half-kneeling on the ground, sweat seeping out of his forehead frantically, and his face was distorted by pain.

"It's just a broken arm." A slightly contemptuous and indifferent voice came into Yichen's ears, but when he looked up, he still saw only an endless lead color.

"Your girlfriend is in danger and don't want to save her?" The indifferent voice carries a hint of the vicissitudes of time.

Hearing that Ai Xue was in danger, Yichen's body trembled violently, and he stood up slowly, because he gritted his teeth, his whole face was even more hideously twisted, and the blood flowed from the broken arm.

"Ai Xue...... Where is it? His voice was low and weak.

"You can look for it, she's right here." The indifferent voice had both temptations and warnings, "But I want to remind you, if you don't move, the blood stops, you still have a chance to live, if you move around, the blood will ...... Drained. ”

Ignoring the sound of the owner, Yichen dragged his tired and scarred body and began to find Ai Xue, he walked towards a slightly higher slope, his steps were slow but firm, every step was steady, he was afraid, afraid that he would not have the strength to stand up after falling.

Blood dripped to the ground, engulfed in iron gray, just like Yichen's hope, little by little.

The battle of millions of people could not occupy this vast northwest region, but the local war still became a shocking meat grinder, and there was a huge gap between the collision between the colorful army and the human alliance from the beginning, although the number of the colorful army was at an absolute disadvantage, but the strength of each seven-element warrior was far from being comparable to humans, and the seven-element warriors who rushed into the human alliance army were like wolves entering a flock, killing wildly.

If it is said that the land in the northwest has only been devastated by local wars, then the sky in the entire northwest region has completely become a highly dangerous zone for air warfare.

Whether it is a fighter or a strong attack plane, no matter how fast the speed is, no matter how strong the weapon, they have encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, and their enemy has only one way - way.

With the blessing of the wind element and the lightning element, the way to the sky almost became a combination of lightning and ghost, far faster than the fighter plane, and more powerful attack.

A blue and silver light can be clearly seen in the sky like a meteor in the sky, and then on the path of the faint light mark, several bright flames will burst out, and the wreckage of the fighter plane will fall from the sky.

Unlike meteors, this ray of light can not only fall from a high altitude, but also bounce from a low place, like a bouncy ball with infinite power in a small space, bouncing repeatedly in space, and each bounce will shoot down several fighters.

With only two elements, wind and thunder, Tu became a nightmare for all fighters and became the demon king of the sky.

The tragic scene of the sea of corpses and blood on the ground, the oppressive scene like fireworks in the sky, the situation is so heavy that people dare not breathe.

"This is the Chinese Air Force, the Qianlong Fighter Aviation Regiment, and I am Zhang Tingliang, the deputy commander." A calm man's voice appeared on the public radio channel, and said in a tone that looked like death, "The Qianlong No. 1 fighter has run out of ammunition, the left flank has been hit, there is a danger of crashing, the enemy is strong, and for the continuation of human civilization, the final blow will be delivered." ”

The commander of the aviation regiment in the command office wanted to stop the deputy commander's behavior sharply, but he picked up the microphone but did not say a word in the end, he knew what the final blow in Zhang Tingliang's mouth was, but he didn't know what to say.

In this war, humanity has no way out.

In the end, he put the microphone back on the table with grief and indignation, his eyes bloodshot, if he could, he would rather not be this commander, fly the fighter plane to the battlefield himself, and die with his comrades.

A fighter plane wounded on the left flank suddenly let out a thunderous roar, as if an old man who was dying of death gave his last cry with all his might, and the speed exceeded the power limit of the engine, and the fighter plane rushed towards the light like a diving falcon.

Rumble!

A ball of fire suddenly lit up in the sky, and the fighter plane that was important in the Qianlong Air Regiment, and the man who had a robe and affection in the Qianlong Air Regiment, all disappeared into the firelight.

There were no bones, neither fighter planes nor people.

The suicidal attack finally brought the light to a very brief pause, adding a glimmer of light to humanity.

"The U.S. Air Force, the Blue Hawk Strike Team, I'm Squadron Leader Joseph, the fighter plane was damaged, for humanity and the planet, take a suicide attack." Fluent in American English with a firm tone.

A ball of fire, the blue and silver light was another brief pause.

"The Russian Air Defense Command, Grizzly Air Combat Group, Deputy Captain Joyinov reported that the fighters are intact and have sufficient ammunition to create opportunities for seriously wounding the enemy, and they will strike hard in the best condition." A fearless Russian man said in a deep voice.

The largest flash of fire appeared in the sky, and the light showed a noticeable stasis.

"Emperor Air Strike Command, 3rd Air Strike Squadron Captain Winsser, fighter plane damaged, suicide attack." Fluent British is also present on public radio channels.

A flash of fire followed.

High in the air, an air combat contingent of nearly 1,000 fighters, one after another damaged or even intact fighters, rushed without hesitation towards the light of the enemy and carried out suicidal strikes.

The tragic scene made countless people dare not look directly, turned their heads to glance out of the screen, burst into tears, and cried silently.