"Enemy attack~!" the sentry was stunned for a second, then shouted hoarsely at the top of his voice, and at the same time, he picked up the rifle in his hand and fired indiscriminately at the gray figure figure not far away.

Shouts of urgency and sudden noises woke all the soldiers in the camp.

In an unfamiliar land, the Marines slept with one eye open and their rifles in their arms. Maintain combat readiness.

At this time, when they heard the sound of fighting, they immediately woke up, lifted their blankets and jumped up, and it only took a few seconds to rush out of the tent.

Some officers rushed out before they even had time to get dressed.

All of them had taken military courses, and all of them knew very well that the minute before an enemy attack was the most critical moment. Once the enemy breaks through the defensive line and causes chaos in the camp, what awaits them will inevitably be a one-sided bloody **~!

At this moment, a dull cannon sound was heard, and the sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and the mortar set up in the center of the camp fired a flare into the sky in time.

It crossed a line of fire in the sky, and with a bang, the small parachute on it opened at once.

The body of the projectile hanging under the parachute suddenly burned violently, emitting a dazzling white light, illuminating the camp as if it were day.

Seeing the situation outside the defensive line, the Marines hiding behind sandbags couldn't help but hold their breath.

I saw a group of gray-white humanoids surrounding the camp from three sides, all holding weapons of different lengths in their hands.

The front line was only a few dozen meters away from the makeshift camp - and at this time, they were clearly not guests.

Adhering to the security army's fine tradition of "firing first and then questioning", the soldiers of the Marine Corps did not hesitate to raise their guns and shoot.

Seeing that the covert sneak attack had been exposed, those gray and white strange people let out an animal-like "woo-la-woo" cry and rushed to the camp quickly.

The soldiers raised their guns and desperately pulled the slams.

In the midst of the messy gunfire, there were gray and white weirdos who kept being shot and fell to the ground, but more people rushed up from behind.

At this moment, the sound of machine gun "da-da-da" also sounded.

The tracer bullet drew a trail of dark red sè in the night sky, and from a distance, it seemed to be a fiery red meteor.

In the midst of the dense and loud gunfire, the gray strangers fell to the ground like cut straw, interrupting their charge for a few seconds, but then they rushed up with a strange scream, and threw javelins into the camp.

Flares were shot into the sky one after another, and the distance of hundreds of meters around the camp was as bright as day.

At this time, everyone found out that more gray and white sè figures were hidden there, densely packed, and the number was no less than hundreds.

The young men of the Marine Corps were so frightened that their hands were shaking their guns, and if so many people were rushed in by them, it would be one-sided.

The GIs would still be wondering, wondering where these guys came from, and they didn't even find a living creature during the day.

Did they come out of the ground?

"Fire, fire, don't let them come close~!" the officer roared as he pulled the trigger of the revolver as he sped away.

At his roar, the soldiers reacted, striking with even more intense fire than before.

The machine guns, which were placed behind the sandbags, played an important role, and their rain of bullets kept the enemy at bay for tens of meters.

But these weirdos still let out monkey-like "whoa" cries, and stormed the Marine defenses in waves.

In the darkness, javelins tore through the air, making a "whoosh" sound, and rained down into the Marine camp.

I didn't know that the unlucky ghost was hit by the javelin, and the loud scream stimulated the tense nerves of the soldiers even more. Frightened, they curled up as much as they could, lest they be hit by the javelin shè that fell from the sky.

At this moment, the air was filled with the characteristic whistling sound of the war fortress dive--air support arrived just in time after a few minutes of engagement.

Immediately afterwards, an incendiary bomb exploded in the north of the camp, and the red flames suddenly rose into the sky, forming a wall of fire tens of meters long in the north of the camp.

In the vicinity of the wall of fire, dozens of humanoid torches could be seen jumping and running incessantly. There was a terrible scream, but after a few more seconds, they all fell to the ground, motionless.

The fierce flames visibly frightened the mysterious men besieging the camp. Their offensive was immediately halted.

At this time, a few flashes of light appeared in the sea behind the camp, and it took a few seconds for the sound of artillery to be heard.

Immediately afterwards, several shells whizzed, and a few hundred meters around the camp, exploded with a bang - and the battleships at sea also began to proofread.

Immediately, there was a continuous artillery fire.

In the darkness of the night, the light of each explosion was very clear, and the falling shells formed a semi-circular ring of fire around the camp, turning the land around the artillery fire into a hell.

For fear of injuring their own people by mistake, the shells hit a position of one or two hundred meters from the camp.

In the flames of the explosion, the human body that was blown up could be faintly seen. They fluttered around the sky like rag dolls.

The mysterious men besieging the Marine camp seemed to be stunned by the artillery fire, and the rest of the people disappeared into the darkness, and the soldiers of the Marine Corps could not see them, but they could hear their cries of panic and fear.

And the sound came from farther and farther away, and it was clear that the enemy had fled, and no more javelins flew into the camp.

The officer waved his arms and shouted: "Ceasefire, ceasefire~!"

The GIs, excited by the frenzied adrenaline, slowly stopped their shè strikes.

The soldier who had successfully repelled the enemy's attack shouted triumphantly into the darkness: "Next time you come, remember to knock on the door first." ”

"Don't forget to bring your wife and sister. ”

The soldiers erupted in a vulgar laugh.

The battleships soon ceased fire, and several war bastions hovered in the air, dropping flares to track down the mysterious gray and white eccentrics who had escaped.

"Check the weapons, count the ammunition. ”

"Doctor, doctor, we have wounded here. ”

“......”

The young priest had the most lively night of his twenty-two years, and when the enemy came up, he cast a spell of holy light to illuminate the soldiers, show them their targets, and as soon as the gunfire stopped, he threw himself into the work of helping the wounded.

There were a few unlucky unlucky ghosts who were hit in the shoulder by the javelin, and not all of them were too badly injured.

But there was a soldier who was hit by an arrow in the knee and it seemed that he would have to go back to his hometown to serve as a guard, and there was a lucky guy with blood on his head, which frightened everyone to think he was going to die. But after the priest examined it, he found that the cub had only skin wounds.

The Holy Art is effective in treating the trauma and hemostasis of the weapon guide, although it cannot be restored as before, but after the treatment of the Holy Arts, it can also heal the wound, so that people will not lose too much blood or the wound will not be braided.

Moreover, this young pastor from the Vatino also knows some first aid and herbalism, and in fact the pastors know a little bit about medicine.

It was busy until dawn, when the wounded were basically treated, and the young priest let out a long breath and looked at the busy marines in front of him.

After such a toss, everyone did not dare to sleep anymore, so they stayed through the night with their eyes wide open.

At this point, the feeling of tiredness came over like cháo water, and the priest felt tired, hungry, thirsty, and cold.

He shivered in the cold wind of dawn, and now he missed his small room in the Vatino, at least there was a soft, warm bed, no javelins that flew suddenly, and which did not shake.

At this moment, an open can and a kettle miraculously appeared to the priest, and he looked up in surprise to see the Marine officer who commanded the battle at night carrying both things in front of him.

The Marine Corps officer put the cans and water bottles in front of him, enthusiastically stretched out his hand, and introduced himself: "Menahyun, Bello, commander of the second battalion of the 3rd Marine Regiment. ”

"George, Lorenzo, a small chief priest from the Vatino. Nice to meet you, Major. As he spoke, the priest was about to stretch out his hand, only to realize that his hands were covered in blood because he was busy treating the wounded. He couldn't help but pause.

But the major smiled heartily, and then took the initiative to squeeze his hand, shook it vigorously, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your efforts last night, priest, you know that very few clergy are willing to come to the front line, and if you hadn't rescued them in time, I don't know how many of them would have lasted until dawn, until we transferred them to the enterprise." ”

Lorenzo was a little embarrassed: the wounded soldiers were not too serious, and last night was also the first time he had treated a war wound, and he was very unskilled in his business, so he tossed those poor dogs a lot.

He thought for a moment, and very wisely did not say that he was actually the chaplain of the Sailfish, but digressed the subject, "Who attacked us last night?"

Major Bello spread his hands and said, "I don't know, they seem to have suddenly jumped out of the ground, we are about to go to check, do you want to go and see together?"

"Okay~!" the curious Reverend Lorenzo was also immediately interested, and followed Major Belo and a group of soldiers out of the camp and into the middle of the corpses on the ground.

In order to avoid accidents, the Marines did not leave the camp at night, but waited until dawn, until more soldiers had landed, the war fortress was hovering overhead, and a qiē was ready, and then they stepped out of the camp.

Lorenzo cautiously followed the GIs out of the camp.

Although the opponent is using cold weapons, their accuracy is very good, just look at the sandbags and the hedgehog-like javelins on the tent.

The ground was littered with broken corpses and stumps, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and fireworks. Few bodies were intact.

At close range, the power of a machine-gun bullet is terrifying, it can easily break a person's hands and feet, or open a large bowl-like bloody hole in the stomach.

Lorenzo had never seen anything like it, and his stomach churned, and he forced it down and walked into the ground full of corpses.

Immediately surprised to find that these people had only a small amount of animal skin, and their bare skin was covered with white sè paint, which made them look gray and white at night, and if you didn't look closely, they looked like walking skeletons.

They had a strange appearance, with rough and dark skin, pointed heads, narrow heads and broad cheeks, black and thick lips, and bulging eyes like dead fish.

Moreover, the lips, nose, and earlobes were all dressed with bone sticks, thick feet as wide as fingers, and black sè bulging spots on the face, which were obviously artificially made.

"Head, come and see this. A soldier picked up a javelin from the ground and handed it to Major Bello.

Lorenzo leaned over to take a look, and saw that the head of the spear was actually made of black stone, and the edges were very sharp, but it was still far from the steel.

The others picked up an axe from the ground, also made of stone, and a sharp black sè stone piece was tied to the wooden handle, and its humble appearance caused a burst of laughter from the people around them.

Major Bello cursed and said, "Hell, this is a group of savages~!"

They had been attacked by a group of wild men last night, and had narrowly managed to break through the line, and if word spread, he would have been laughed at for the rest of his fellow Marines.

And Lorenzo felt that he was eye-opened, but he did not expect that in this desolate place, there was actually a group of primitive people living in it, and then his volunteer as a priesthood missionary was burning.

What a credit it would be to bring these uncivilized savages into the civilized world, into the arms of the God of Light. Maybe he will be promoted to bishop, archbishop, or even cardinal......

Just as he was thinking about it, someone in the distance shouted, "Head, you'd better come and see this." ”

The crowd hurried over to find a special corpse lying on the ground.

Unlike the other wildlings, he wears a mask tied to his head, and holds a strange wooden staff with several small skulls and strange jet-black sè bones tied to the staff, apparently supposed to be a sacrifice or chieftain.

Major Bello muttered dissatisfiedly, "What the hell is this?" ”

At this time, Pastor Lorenzo's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Dark breath, this guy is a dark mage~!"

The soldiers were so frightened that they immediately retreated a few steps and hid away from him.

Major Bello's expression was stern and terrifying, staring at the young priest, gritting his teeth, "Are you sure?"

Lorenzo pulled him away a bit, then raised his staff and whispered "Purify".

Immediately, a ray of light fell like rain and fell on the corpse, and a gray smoke immediately rose from the surface of the corpse, emitting an unbearable stench.

Lorenzo took a few steps back, dodging the gray smoke, and then put down his staff, then nodded and said solemnly, "Yes, I'm sure." ”

Major Bello turned his head to glare at his staff officer and roared angrily, "Send a report to the headquarters, we may have found that ghost place." ”

××××××

Lord Lorraine sat under the parasol with his cigar in his mouth and crossed his legs, glancing at the fishing rod at his feet from time to time, and then his eyes were hooked and hooked, and he was stunned for a moment—he could see that the lord's mind was not on the fishing rod.

"Why do these old guys like fishing?" Lorraine muttered to herself, glancing at President Bullard next to her.

The president enjoyed fishing, wearing a straw hat on his head and a black and brown civilian outfit, looking like a retired old man.

His eyes were fixed on his float, and he hummed an unknown minor tune in a low voice.

Today's rare congressional adjournment, President Bullard, who has temporarily lost his opponent, suddenly became interested and insisted on pulling his daughter and son-in-law to go fishing in the lake outside the city of Akadrine.

Lord Lorraine didn't plan to go, but the news from the northern sea made Lord have some expectations in his heart.

Although St. Paul's assurances to Lorraine that after this blow, the High Priest of the Undead will not be able to recover for hundreds of years, no one can guarantee that this old monster, who has lived longer than the Holy See of Light, will have some hidden means.

Lord Lorraine has ordered the coalition forces to be on high alert and ready to go, and this is really not a good time to fish.

However, Fiona thought that this was an extremely rare opportunity to deepen the relationship between Weng and her son-in-law, so she and Lorraine were very soft and hard for a while, and the lord could only raise his hand and surrender.

At this time, Fiona was busy like a butterfly, carefully serving tea and water to the two, handing cigarettes, and even taking out her handkerchief, thoughtfully helping the lord wipe his sweat, and trying her best to be a good daughter and a good girlfriend.

President Brad's fish swayed, and Fiona watched from the sidelines, and immediately shouted happily: "Hooked, hooked, pull quickly." ”

Excited like a little girl.

President Brad lifted the rod and pulled the fish out of the water, and the tail flew around in the air and fell to the grass with a thud.

An attendant untied the fish from the hook and weighed it, and then announced in a loud voice, "Two pounds." ”

President Bullard looked at Lorraine with a defiant smile, he finally got over the hateful Lorraine, and then put on the bait again and lowered the rod.

When the buoy fell into the water and remained motionless, he suddenly sighed faintly, and said softly as if nothing had happened: "That old fellow Berendi is complaining to me again." ”

Lord Lorraine rolled his eyes angrily, and said secretly in his heart: I knew that this old guy would not be a good thing if he called himself.

President Bullard didn't seem to see the lord's face, and said to himself: "He has been complaining about the lack of troops, hell, he has been on the border for more than a month, and he is still a thousand miles away from Fort Ray." ”

Lorraine knew that this was President Bullard's suggestion to borrow troops from him.

Berendi's war report has also been read by himself, in fact, from beginning to end: I want soldiers, I want artillery, I want war fortresses, and if I don't give it to me, I won't leave.

It smells like a splash and a roll.

In this regard, Lord Lorraine can only scold the 'old fox'.

Berendi knew very well that the people of Lei Shen had been mobilized, and he had tied an oversized pocket, just waiting for him to jump, but this old man of Jīng Ming would not be fooled and stepped into this quagmire, he was using this scoundrel way to ensure that he would not fail.

Lord Lorraine sighed that this Semitic clan is also talented, but in the oppressive environment before, they can only choose mediocrity.

Fiona frequently glared at the lord behind President Brad's back, comparing it to a small animal with its mouth on it, suggesting that Lorraine must not speak.

President Bullard also felt embarrassed to find that his offensives of grief had not been successful. The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.

At this moment, one of the staff officers of the coalition army walked over quickly and handed Lord Lorraine a note.

Lorraine glanced at it, sat up all of a sudden, and said in a low voice, "Is it confirmed?"

The staff officer nodded and said in a low voice: "It's confirmed, the Holy See has sent three big red clothes, even if it's not it, we are close." ”

Lord Lorraine gasped for relief and said to himself, "Have you finally found it?"

President Bullard looked at Lorraine strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lorraine said calmly: "We have found traces of the dark mage in the northern seas, and we may have found the island of the dead." ”

President Bullard froze, his mouth moving, but he didn't know what to say.

Lorraine clutched the note in his hand, looked at President Bullard, and said, "The war of Thunderbolt must end within a month." ”

President Brad nodded slowly with a solemn expression, compared to the Thunder Flash people, it was more important to completely solve the undead high priest and the undead, and said, "Good ......"

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he hurriedly added, "We need artillery." ”

"Yes. ”

"And the war fortress. ”

"Good. ”

"And ......"

"Hey, that's pretty much it. (To be continued......)