Nine Hundred and Ninety-Three Lost Connection
While Chris was thinking about how to make his harem army peaceful and peaceful, behind a bush in the Demon Realm, the grenadiers of the Ellandhill Empire were staring at the distant place with their eagle-like eyes. Demon village.
It is actually very peaceful here, because this small village of the demon clan has not been invaded by the flames of war since the war started.
Bombers would not target such a small village that seemed to have only a few dozen families, and attack aircraft would hardly waste their precious ammunition for such a place where no troops were assembled.
After all, whether it is an attack plane licking the ground or a bomber, the ammunition it carries is limited. Taking off together to perform missions, they will use the ammunition they carry carefully and will not squander it easily.
Only when returning to the voyage will there be an attack opportunity where the ammunition is not exhausted to pour ammunition on low-value targets. This is almost an unwritten rule.
Letting go of the dry tree branches covering his face, the human commander shrank back to his comrades.
He carefully lowered his voice, and told his soldiers: "Be careful! They are all dangerous! The task given by the superior is not to take any prisoners!"
"What if we meet civilians?" An Ellandhill Empire grenadier holding a weapon was a little nervous. This was the first time he had performed a similar mission.
The headed officer replied firmly: "There are no civilians! All living things are targets! If you don't accept surrender, kill them all!"
"Understood!" The soldier swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then all the soldiers around him pulled the bolts, ready to fight.
"Start action!" The leading officer waved his hand lightly, and all the Grenadiers of the Alan Hill Empire crossed the bushes.
They walked cautiously, not wanting to make any noise, passing through the not-so-dense woods, they had already reached the outskirts of the village.
Several soldiers quickened their pace. They lowered their bodies, bowed their waists and rushed to the nearest courtyard wall, and then heard the demons in the courtyard discussing the war.
Some demons feel that this war is hopeless, because they have always seen dejected demon deserters passing by the gate of their village in recent days.
The slightly stronger soldiers in the village have all been conscripted to participate in the war. It is a pity that none of these conscripted soldiers were able to return to the village.
However, some demons still insist on the origin of magic to win the final victory,
Because some of them still remember tens of thousands of elite demon main forces passing by their village, holding spears and giant axes, and wearing heavy armor.
In their cognition, no one can defeat such a powerful army, so even if the situation is temporarily unfavorable, the demons will turn against the wind and regain their glory.
Several demons were arguing endlessly, as if they could reach a conclusion in the yard. Little did they know that human soldiers had begun to surround the entire village just across the wall from them.
On the hillside in the distance, the sniper in charge of support had used the crosshairs in the scope to suppress a female demon who was sorting things at the head of the village.
He was waiting, waiting for the order to attack, or for his companions to be discovered, the moment the chaos broke out in the village.
A human soldier wearing a heavy bulletproof vest and carrying a heavy backpack climbed over a fenced courtyard wall. He fell heavily to the ground, then raised his head.
Suddenly, he found a pair of eyes meeting his four eyes, and he stared at the other with some embarrassment, because the other was also looking at him curiously.
It was a demon child. To be honest, it was the first time this human soldier had seen such an ugly child.
Inside the thin lips, there is a mouthful of black fangs, and a pair of uncoordinated eyes on the pale face are a bit big and small...
This child is stronger than ordinary human children, and some muscle lines can even be seen on his body.
The reason why he could see his arms and calves was because in such a cold winter, the child still only had thin clothes on his body, and there were some strange decorations on them.
Human soldiers really can't imagine that these weird decorations are actually patches on the clothes of demon children...
"It's dangerous here! Child! Get out of here... find a hidden place to hide!" Out of compassion, the human soldier lowered his voice and said to the demon child in front of him, "Hurry up!"
The child held a wooden stick in his hand, and after hearing what the human soldier said, he dropped the wooden stick in his hand, looked curiously at the muzzle of the gun that was pointing at him, and asked suspiciously: "Are you what they said?" Humans?"
"Yes...listen to me...get out of here quickly! Find a place where no one is hiding! Don't let me find you!" The human soldier moved his head, signaling the devil child to leave quickly.
But at this moment, an accident happened. The gate of the house in this yard was pushed open, and a thin demonic man came out: "Child, who are you talking to?"
"Damn it!" The human soldier, who was about to let the devil kid in front of him, suddenly became vigilant. He saw the man walking out of the house subconsciously grabbing the wooden stick at the door, so he also subconsciously used his assault rifle, Aim at each other.
He can't give the other party a chance to warn, if he wants to break this situation, he should also shoot to break it.
So he pulled the trigger, as the other man grabbed the stick and rushed towards him, yelling.
The bolt of the assault rifle recoiled, and a hot shell casing was thrown into the air. Dazzling flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and the devil child squinted his eyes to avoid the frightening sound.
In the next second, the thin male demon was hit by a bullet from an assault rifle, and fell down on his back with his hands on his chest. But almost at the same moment, his shouts spread in all directions.
The screams and gunshots made the whole village noisy, and the human grenadiers who had sneaked into more than half of them also fired one after another, no longer hiding their figures.
The demon at the entrance of the village was about to turn around and run away when he was shot through the chest by a sniper rifle. He also screamed and fell to the ground, black blood spreading and flowing along the potholed dirt road.
A few demons who were still arguing about the current situation in the yard just rushed out with long swords and wooden sticks, and what greeted them was suppressed fire from heavy machine guns at the entrance of the village.
A piece of tracer bullets shot over, smashing these poor people into a sieve. They don't need to issue any warnings, because the whole village is now noisy, and everyone knows that disaster is coming.
"Bah!" In the yard, the human grenadier looked down at the demon child who fell at his feet, and he didn't know what it was like.
He knew that his comrade-in-arms, the bragging Mark was inexplicably killed in a surprise attack a few days ago, and he hoped to avenge this familiar comrade-in-arms!
But the revenge he imagined doesn't seem to be the case. This kind of revenge makes him feel depressed...
Of course, he didn't think that what he did was wrong, because when the demons were in the human world, they didn't do anything less than slaughter a village.
But he always felt that he was a human being, and shouldn't be like a devil, and shouldn't despise life like this.
It's just that this is a battlefield, if the demons in front of him don't die, they might be themselves. This is a brutal war, this is a son of a bitch war!
"Tuttuk!" The dense gunshots still echoed in the entire village, and there were screams and begging for mercy everywhere. The grenadiers of Alan Hill didn't mean to stop, and trucks and armored vehicles arrived soon. in the village.
The vanguard of this motorized infantry division has arrived here, and they are ordered to cover the flanks of the main force here before continuing to advance.
In the sky, two F-15 fighter jets are chasing and killing a magic dragon, which is the last elite of the nearby demon army.
They blocked the troops of the Alan Hill Empire for 3 hours near here, and finally couldn't hold on, and began to retreat.
Only for this retreat, they had to leave a large number of rear troops in order to get rid of the pursuit of the army of the Alan Hill Empire. The two sides fought fiercely nearby, and all the nearby villages suffered.
At this time, some demon soldiers came out of a private house. They even had magic defense barrier devices, and some demons could use low-level magic. This seemingly peaceful small village also hides some broken demon soldiers.
These demon soldiers went crazy and charged at the human soldiers. One of the human soldiers was caught off guard by the feather arrow and was seriously injured.
The remaining Elland Hill grenadiers immediately began to attack, and the gunfire became more intensive, and the sound of machine guns and exploding grenades came from time to time.
Soon the grenadiers dragged the wounded companion to a safe place, and soon more grenadiers surrounded him.
Pillars of black smoke rose in the village, and a not-so-strong house finally collapsed under the weight. Dust spread, engulfing the corpses of demon civilians who had fallen to the ground.
In the afternoon, the fighting here had ceased. On the roof of the tallest building in the village, a golden eagle flag of the Alan Hill Empire has been laid.
The bodies had all been cleaned up and cars were parked all over the village. Dozens of jeeps, and dozens of trucks. There are still military motorcycles parked in some corners, and there are more than a dozen thick high-frequency communication antennas erected next to the tents at the entrance of the village.
Tranquility has returned here, but there are no demons anymore. Ellandhill people in military uniforms came and went, and it was impossible to see that there was any connection with the devil.