Natsu sat bored on the edge of the river, the calm of the river making him feel a little upset. He didn't always want to look across the river, hoping that something would come over there, such as an enemy.

As an enthusiastic recruit, he has a kind of fanaticism and impulse for war. At first, he could honestly listen to the squad leader and wipe the barrel spotlessly every day. Now he felt that there was no need for this, after all, he had been waiting here for half a month. Combined with the time spent digging in the early stage, he spent nearly two months here! The same life tortured this energetic young man a little depressed.

The squad leader, who had just finished wiping the artillery, saw that his soldiers were a little depressed and stepped forward, which is how he came back then. Who didn't want to make contributions on the battlefield when he was young, but when the war really came, he panicked, and could only listen to the squad leader's roar and numb action. After the war, I couldn't help but feel sad when I found that there were fewer people around me. The original recruit has grown into the current squad leader.

The squad leader said earnestly.

"Natsu, if you don't take good care of your artillery, it's easy to explode when a real battle starts, but it's no joke."

Natsu waved his hand haphazardly, not paying attention.

"Squad leader, I've never heard of the Iron Fist Type 5 blowing up the chamber. Have you read the newspapers, the group of people at the research institute once put the artillery in the rain for three days and three nights, and finally they were able to fire shells. Artillery is much more reliable than you think, squad leader. ”

The squad leader shook his head helplessly, he really hadn't read the experiments in the newspaper, and in his opinion, if there really was such a gun, maintenance was essential. This prolongs the life of the gun. Moreover, the instruction manual of the Iron Fist V clearly states that daily care can maintain the optimal performance of the gun.

Even if he knew this, he would not defend it. After all, some things can only be understood after they have been experienced, and preaching is both boring and difficult to explain the truth.

"Natsu, if I'm not mistaken, you're going to be nineteen today. Have you ever thought about getting married? ”

It's okay to be idle, and the squad leader is still happy to chat. After all, this can increase the trust between comrades-in-arms.

Hearing this, Natsu's face turned red, he had a girl he liked, but he didn't dare to show his heart yet. Because he felt that it was better for him to go after being promoted to an officer, so that he would have a higher chance of success.

The squad leader was keenly aware of the change in Natsu's expression.

"Miss the girl?"

Natsu quickly retorted, and hesitated.

"No, no."

The squad leader laughed.

"If you have one, just say it, who doesn't have someone they like?"

Instead of making Natsu feel relaxed, Natsu's face turned even redder.

"Natsu, look, is that an enemy!"

The squad leader exclaimed, because he vaguely saw a black line in the sky slowly getting bigger.

Natsu quickly stood up, and did see a black line moving in the distance, and his face changed.

"Squad leader, I'll go get the binoculars."

"Quick!"

After a while, sirens sounded throughout the defensive line. The hot air balloon floating in the sky made an emergency descent to prevent it from being shot down. Thousands of guns hurriedly turned their muzzles.

Besson could faintly see the enemy's flag in the telescope, and recognized the Falcon and the Lion and Tiger Legion. I haven't seen it in the other faces. It should be part of the aristocratic expansion army.

This black line looks like it stretches for at least seven or eight kilometers, which is really shocking.

"Why did they come so late?"

Mars spoke with a hint of regret.

They waited for half a month, and it was certainly not because the enemy was merciful enough to give them enough time to build a defensive line. Their guess was correct, the attack of the Falcon and the Lion Tiger was too hasty, resulting in a lack of follow-up forces to keep up. In the past half a month, they have been reorganizing the scattered and chaotic miscellaneous armies.

They missed the best opportunity to attack!

In this regard, Marshall was helpless, and could only say lonely.

"No way, Bessen was too cautious. He is unlikely to support our very risky plans. Now we can only hope that the Cangjiang defense line is really so strong. ”

"Wait, Marshall, let's see if there's a black spot in the sky."

Mars hurriedly patted Marshall's shoulder, and when Marshall heard it, he also hurriedly looked.

"It's the Magister, and they sent the Magister."

Encountering this formidable opponent again, they were obviously a little panicked.

Without their warning, hundreds of sharpshooters on the defensive line took special sniper rifles and aimed at the fast-flying black spots.

Boom, boom~

The originally calm surface of the river began to boil, as if someone had stirred it. The waves could quickly roll up to a height of four or five meters, constantly licking the cheeks of the soldiers of the First Army.

Besson frowned, and he didn't need to be reminded that he knew it was a magician. Put away the binoculars.

Commanded.

"Order the various units to prepare for flood control and hide the artillery."

Besson didn't think that these Magisters were stupid and would stay in one place and get beaten. The artillery was too cumbersome to hit a moving target in the air. It is said that the research institute is working on a gun that can shoot continuously and have a range of up to two kilometers. Obviously, this will be a powerful weapon against the Magister. But that's in the future, and now he'll have to rely on the few sniper rifles he has.

The four Magisters who flew in looked at the busy soldiers on the mountain, looked at each other and sneered, and then quickly separated. Prevent being targeted. The river shook more and more violently, and it frantically rushed to the shore. At the same time, the soldier felt more and more clouds in the sky above, and from time to time the wind blew. I couldn't help but shiver coldly.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of shooting.

A few gunshots rang out, and hundreds of bullets flew towards the magician. Feeling a threat approaching, hurriedly dodge, fly sideways, dive, and lean up. Four Magisters demonstrate extraordinary flying skills in front of the First Army. The Magister is not only more magically powerful, but also has a far greater sense of danger than ordinary people.

The corner of Beson's eye twitched. These magisters were more difficult to deal with than he had ever imagined.

Despite the unsatisfactory results, the sniper faithfully fulfilled his mission. The muzzle of the gun closely tracked the magician who was constantly changing positions.

At this time, the river took on a strange form, like a viscous liquid slowly climbing up the cliff, leaving a thin blanket of water on the defensive line.

At this time, a ground on the defensive line suddenly collapsed, forming a depression, and the river water poured back wildly.

The soldiers were terrified to see that if they had just stopped there, they would have sunk into the water.

Tick, tick~

Water droplets are constantly falling from the sky. This is the work of two Magisters. It also cost a precious magic scroll, and that's just the beginning.

The raindrops soon became bean-sized and began to fall.