One Thousand Six Hundred and Nineteen Demon Soldiers

Hill is an ordinary demon soldier. When he joined the ground forces of the Alan Hill Empire, the Alan Hill Empire had been bathed in the sunshine of peace for three years.

As a demon warrior, he trains hard every day in order to dedicate his life to the great source of magic when the empire needs him.

To this end he learned how to use an assault rifle, later switched to an electromagnetic rifle, and eventually learned how to use a simple power suit.

The reason why it is simple is because the first-class power mechs are given priority to supply the main force, and the demons are not the main force of His Majesty the Emperor.

As a demon soldier, he has no access to the most advanced weapon system, and can only fight with ordinary weapons that have been eliminated and replaced.

Although he believes that his loyalty is beyond doubt, within the empire, the Demon Race has always been a second-class citizen.

What's more, the Heavenly Sword Sect and Jiuyou Sect, which were attached to the surrender after the surrender, are a little bit higher than the Mozu.

At this moment, he came to a planet called Higgs 11 with his commander Dolenotie, and he knew that he was about to fight the most ferocious enemy here.

Higgs 11 is a fortified planet, which was previously selected and may become a fortress planet with various fortifications on the front line.

Many fortifications have been built on this planet. Facts have proved that most of these fortifications may become food for the enemy, but they are not very effective.

However, as a soldier, being able to garrison in a bunker instead of sleeping in the wilderness actually has a certain morale bonus.

Hill has never seen the space fleet. He arrived at Higgs 11 directly from the transfer station of Higgs 1 through the time-space portal, that is, the magic eye.

He has never seen a spectacular star ring in his life, he has never seen a Dyson cloud, and he has never really seen a huge spaceship and interstellar warship.

Just like so many ordinary demons, he has been an ordinary slave serving the origin of magic, doing heavy work since the time he can remember.

Every night, when he looked up at the starry sky, he could see a magnificent band of light in the vast space. This band of light traverses the entire night sky, as dazzling as the lights embedded above the head.

I heard people say that it is the space fleet of the Alan Hill Empire, where there are countless warships fighting the enemy.

Tore open a bag of instant noodles sent by the puppet robot,

Hill braced the alcohol stove and set his aluminum lunch box on top.

The water boiled quickly, and he poured the bread into it, then sprinkled the sauce packets, and carefully covered the lid of the lunch box.

He still remembers the days when the demons didn't have enough to eat, so wasting food was an unforgivable sin for him.

The demons are actually very interesting. In the era ruled by the origin of magic, they were fierce and cunning, which perfectly matched their title of demons.

But with the arrival of peace, the source of magic became Chris, and these terrifying races that used to be militaristic have become not too much like homeowners.

Although in many cases, they still showed fierce characters, but in life, they quickly changed their habits and became much friendlier.

Perhaps it was the ten thousand years of war that caused them to lose too much, so when peace came, they really cherished it extremely.

However, when the Alanhill Empire announced the mobilization of the whole country and the war with the Guardians broke out, the number of demons joining the army has always been the first among all races.

There is no way, the population base is there... Demons are the most populous race in the Alan Hill Empire, several times more than humans.

Before, Chris only limitedly armed some demon soldiers, and he was very cautious when giving them weapons.

However, as the scale of the war gradually got out of control, the demon troops also began to move to the front in large numbers.

After all, hundreds of millions of soldiers were not armed, but in the end they lost the war. Isn't that a fool? Moreover, the sooner the demon soldiers are invested, the better the proportion of the demons' losses in the war consumption can be guaranteed.

If a war is fought and all the dead are human beings, wouldn't the population of the demons increase? Thinking about it from another perspective, how can the demon race let Chris sacrifice the human population to protect it?

Therefore, arming the demons gradually became an inevitable choice, and Hill was one of the vast number of demon soldiers who were armed.

Low-level demons such as quadruped orangutans and demon bats cannot appear on the battlefield with the guardians, because after these targets are eliminated, they can easily become energy devoured by the enemy.

Therefore, like other races, the demons can only take the route of elite soldiers on the battlefield. Only demons in human form, and at least junior magicians, can be selected as true warriors to serve the empire.

The aroma of instant noodles began to spread. Hill held the folding handle of the lunch box with one hand, held the lunch box in front of him, picked up the fork with the other hand, and started stirring.

Although many human troops no longer feel that instant noodles are delicious food, they are still very popular among the demon troops.

There is no way, because a large number of demons were actually very poor during the rule of the origin of magic. They preyed on the weak and even devoured their companions... Well, from this point of view, they are exactly the same as the watchmen.

As a demon warrior, Hill actually couldn't figure out what kind of opponent could be so powerful that he could compete with the new source of magic.

Although he has never seen the magnificence of the space fleet, he has really seen with his own eyes how huge the demon army led by General Dolenotie is.

It was really an army that covered the sky and could not see the end. The densely packed soldiers walked out of the magic eyes one by one, until he reached the distant horizon. Looking back, he could still see the army. Come out of the magic eye.

There are a-10 attack planes flying in the sky, j-30 fighter jets, z-30 helicopters, and y-30 transport planes...

Of course, you can also see the white-clothed Katsuyuki swordsman unit flying with Yujian, as well as the electromagnetic tank unit advancing along the road.

Hill really doesn't believe that any opponent can defeat such a powerful army. You must know that this is a terrifying army that is countless times stronger than the most powerful army from the source of magic before!

In the trench, there are puppet soldiers carrying boxes of ammunition. Hill, who is already familiar with supplies, can tell that this is a packing box for grenades and bullets.

In addition to these, there are wooden boxes for storing rocket launchers and anti-aircraft missiles in the trenches, and there are more similar heavy weapons in the bunker not far away.

"Test communication! Test communication! The nuclear strike is over, the tactical nuclear strike is over." Halfway through the meal, the company commander's confirmation communication sounded in the headset.

Hill pressed the communicator, and in the sizzle-la-la-la-la current interference sound, while chewing instant noodles, he replied: "I can hear it, but there is strong electromagnetic interference!"

"The nuclear strike has already had adverse effects. The enemy is already approaching our position. Be vigilant! Be vigilant!" A few seconds later, the company commander's order came again, and the atmosphere on the entire defense line immediately became tense.

"Recall everything in the video, including the appearance of the enemy, the effective area of ​​attack, and the covert action during defense..." The squad leader walked past every soldier with an electromagnetic rifle in his arms, reminding everyone loudly.

For the Mozu, this is the first time they have arrived at the front line to participate in the battle in a reorganized situation, and their performance is crucial to the Mozu race.

The space fleet commanded by Van Kefar has assembled near Higgs 11. They will cover their compatriots in the universe and fight bloody battles with the enemy in the Higgs 11 area.

On the ground, Dorenoje, as an important general of the Demon Race, is dispatching troops to compete with the ground troops of the Watchers who have already landed on Higgs 11.

More than an hour ago, the nuclear strike had already begun, but the watchman's landing troops did not back down, on the contrary...they duplicated and split more troops, and launched a fierce attack.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!" Just as Hill licked his lunch box clean and put it into the bag on his back, the sound of 300mm caliber rockets tearing the air above his head shook the position Every soldier on board.

"The enemy is approaching?" A demon soldier beside Hill asked nervously.

"The electronic map shows that they are approaching the front perimeter defense line..." Hill looked at the electronic map and replied.

The line of defense they are stationed at is not the most forward position. In front of their line of defense, there are still two defensive areas of the Mozu infantry division.

"Om...!" In the higher sky, a j-30 fighter jet fell to the ground with a long black smoke, and the air battle had already begun.

Countless white smoke trails and black spots are intertwined in the air, and from time to time, falling aircraft can be seen, exploding and disintegrating in the air and scattered on the distant horizon.

"Boom!" The roar of the 155mm heavy artillery echoed in the sky, the artillery positions joined the ensemble, and the symphony on the battlefield became noisier.

As time passed, Hill could even feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet. Through the integrated telescope on the visor, he could already see the billowing smoke on the distant horizon.

It seems that the front line of defense can't be defended for too long... Hill muttered in his heart. He is a person who has experienced drills. Whenever this happens, it means that the front line of defense is about to collapse.

Then, he sighed: You know, the troops stationed in the front line of defense are also very powerful. In this case, the position was lost after only supporting for less than an hour, which shows how strong the enemy is.

"Intercepting shooting... It seems that the troops in front are about to retreat." The comrades around were discussing the battle situation in the distance.

The artillery of the entire army is roaring, firing uninterruptedly in the distance. They are covering friendly forces from contact with enemy forces. It seems that the first line of defense has no value to hold on to.

Piles of smoke rose on the horizon, the means by which retreating troops obscured the view of the enemy.

"The smoke is released, it seems that they have already started to retreat." When Hill heard the comrades around him muttering these words, he saw a troop returning to his trench along a depression.

That was the troops stationed on the first line of defense in front. It seemed that their losses were not heavy. The battle just now was just a test of the opponent's attack strength.

However, Hill soon saw the stretcher fixed on the off-road vehicle, and some wounded supporting each other, passing by the trench where he was stationed one after another.

"The enemy is very strong, you have to be careful." A soldier with black blood stains on the outside of the power mecha reminded Hill when he passed by, "Be careful and keep your body as low as possible."

"Thank you." Seeing the other party walking towards the back without looking back, Hill nodded and thanked him.

However, his voice was drowned in the sound of howling shells. The military artillery roared again, and the distance that originally belonged to the defense position of the Alan Hill Empire was being turned upside down by shells at this moment.

"Huh!" Just as Hill was looking at the artillery fire in the distance and imagining the ferocity of the enemy, a mass of black energy rubbed his scalp, crossed the trench where he was, and hit the soil behind him. pile up.

"Boom!" The mound was lifted into the air by the explosion, and countless stones and dust fell down and hit the steel armor above Hill's head, making crisp sounds.

"Damn it..." Hill bent over to hide, finally understood what it meant to be careful and concealed, and he also finally understood what the comrade-in-arms reminded him to keep his body as low as possible.

He looked out from the gap in the trench, and saw the sweepers all over the mountains, like ants, rushing towards him in layers.

"Tug-chug!" He picked up his electromagnetic rifle and started shooting at the enemy. He could clearly see that the enemies who were rushing forward in the distance fell down one after another after his gunshot.

Because the enemy's formation was too dense, he didn't even need to aim precisely. After the aiming system on the visor provided an approximate shooting parameter, he naturally pulled the trigger.

Another magazine was emptied, and the fierce enemies in front of him fell again. However, the distance between the two sides is still getting closer, and the enemy seems to be right in front of them.

"Boom! Boom!" In the sky, the cluster bomb Tiannv Sanhua scattered raindrops of sub-munitions, and the entire open area in front of the defense line of the Alan Hill Empire was instantly covered.

Hill felt the air flow blowing through the trench where he was, and the tumbling smoke covered his vision. The infrared night vision device automatically activated, and the target in the smoke was clearly visible...

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