"Hurry, hurry!"

"Control this big creature to retreat, or the enemy can kill us all with a single shell!"

In the tank that had been blasted out of the gap by Chen Mo before, the members of the rebel crew were nervous and frightened.

They extinguished the fire and cleared shrapnel while maneuvering the tank backward.

But the Riemann Ruth tank was very heavy, and it was not enough to retreat as soon as it wanted.

Just when the crew members were in a hurry, their eyes suddenly saw a human face flash in front of the gap.

As people who worship the flame angels, they have always been the only rebels who have frightened others, but today they are really frightened.

"You like to burn people, don't you?" Xu Yi raised his hand, his eyes glowing with purple.

He instantly made the crew realize that the person who suddenly appeared was a psyker, and he was even more frightened.

But the fear didn't last long, Xu Yi put his hand into the tank and directly released flames to burn the entire cabin.

Rumble!

A cannonball flew out of Xu Yi's head, blowing up a centaur troop carrier next to him that was about to attack him.

Xu Yi glanced at his own Riemannus with gratitude, and then immediately joined the infantry battle.

At this time, it was not only the tanks of both sides that were fighting fiercely, but also the infantry was also extremely fierce.

The Flame Angel rebels were determined to fight, and in order to destroy the enemy infantry as soon as possible so that they could support the tanks, they did not look for cover, but directly stood in the open ground and fired at the enemy.

On the other hand, on Chen Mo's side, the infantry's will to fight ...... It's also very expensive!

"For the Emperor! For the god of all machines! ”

These barely militiamen burst out with an astonishing will to fight, roaring out of the protection of tanks and bunkers, and standing in the open to fire at the enemy in pursuit of maximum firepower.

The infantry on both sides, although courageous, also paid the price.

Chen Mo's Riemann Ruth tank rains flames and heavy bombs on enemy infantry.

The enemy tanks did the same, and after a few breaths, a burst of fire and explosive shells strafed, and a quarter of the infantry on both sides was quickly gone.

But no matter what, the army of the great joy of the machine soul is stronger than the one that the spirit is unhappy.

The rebel soldiers needed to change their magazines, but the soldiers on Chen Mo's side didn't.

While hundreds of people were constantly firing with laser carbines, this even created the effect that dozens of heavy machine guns could fire.

This battlefield atmosphere also infected Chen Mo.

The cabin of the Riemannus Ruth tank became stuffy, perhaps due to the fact that the ventilation equipment had been damaged by shells.

This temperature also makes every crew member enthusiastic.

"For the Emperor!" Karl red-eyed, kept tapping the fire button of the secondary gun, and opened fire on one personnel carrier after another.

Something amazing happened, as fast as Karl hit the secondary gun button, the secondary gun of this Riemannus Ruth tank could be fired as fast.

But no one paid attention to it at this time.

Chen Mo's eyes were glued to the screen, turning the muzzle of the gun to aim at the enemy's tank, firing one shell after another.

Enemy tanks are also fighting back.

"Die!" Chen Mo fired another cannonball.

This 120-mm shell was a conventional and not armor-piercing shell, but at this time it directly pierced the enemy's Riemannus.

But enemy shells also flew.

One shell exploded on the frontal armor, shattering an already devastated piece of armor, and the other shell did not go through the hole, but hit the side armor of the tank.

The armor was still standing, but the shock of the shell hit shattered a part, and a slender part burst out and cut off Karl's left arm.

"Uh......" Karl let out a muffled grunt of pain, took out the bandage with his other hand and wrapped his arm around it briefly, then continued to control the secondary cannon with his other hand.

At this point, no one cares about Carl, everyone is on top.

The ammunition for the heavy bomb was out before the battle began, but the bombs were fired non-stop and quickly.

The flamethrower's flames weren't just against the infantry, it even took on water-like properties, burrowing through a gap in an enemy Centaur troop carrier, roasting the crew inside.

Everyone was so immersed in the battle that they forgot to pay attention to these very strange things.

Until a roar of thick vicissitudes sounded.

"The master of the world's machine souls, please help us to be unstoppable!"

The roar ended, and the main gun fired a cannonball.

The shell bounced off the armor of the enemy's only remaining Riemann Ruth tank, but then slammed into a rock and flew into the sky, eventually falling and penetrating the enemy tank from top to bottom.

Rumble!

The ammunition exploded, and the explosion sounded.

The turret of the hapless Riemannus tank blew up into the air, flying more than twenty meters high and smashing into the head of a rebel officer.

"The God of Ten Thousand Machines is above!" Karl exclaimed.

Chen Mo was also shocked.

The rest of the crew was even more confused.

But this was not the time to dwell on it, and after a brief moment of surprise, everyone continued to fight.

The enemy's tanks are gone.

Without the protection of armor, the rebel infantry is a piece of fat to be slaughtered.

The Riemannus Tank crushed the enemy while spewing flames and heavy bombs.

The secondary and main guns also no longer need to attack the enemy's tanks, and now all of them are attacking the enemy's infantry.

After a barrage of indiscriminate bombardment, the enemy's infantry was completely wiped out.

"Victory!" Chen Mo got out of the tank and stood on the top armor to cheer everyone.

"Praise Omnisaiah, praise the Emperor!"

"Praise the messenger of the emperor, praise the messenger of Omni Isaiah, praise the miracle he brings!"

“……”

Everyone cheered.

The joy of victory was so sweet that everyone was immersed in the victory and did not feel the changes that had taken place around them.

A strange cloud of black smoke suddenly enveloped the entire stronghold.

Then there was a strange crashing sound.

"What's the situation?" Chen Mo looked around in confusion.

And all the people wondered as much as he did.

It wasn't until they looked closely that they noticed a dense figure in the smoke.

One figure was unusually tall and muscular.

With each step, there was a heavy thud.

Until under the nervous gaze of everyone, those people in the black smoke slowly walked out.

About two hundred rebel infantry.

These infantry were moving targets for the Riemannus, but not the man standing in front of the more than 200 rebel infantry.

The appearance of this person made Chen Mo feel the fear that penetrated deep into his bone marrow for the first time.

It was a space soldier armed with two daggers and heavy armor, far taller and physically taller than mortals.

His armor bears the emblem of the Midnight Lord.

"Midnight Lord? How can it be? How could you be here?! Chen Mo was shocked, but he did not wait for the enemy's reply, but immediately got into the tank.