Five Hundred and Fourteenth Hope Is Still There

"Call for support! Call for support! At 10 o'clock, about 100 meters away from the IFF smoke!" In the headset, the sound of contacting helicopter support sounded, followed by the roar of the squad's support machine gun.

Tracer bullets shuttle between buildings. Compared with concealed shooting positions, the infantry of Ireland Hill now prefer to use tracer bullets to judge their shooting impact points.

After all, there are very few demon attacks that can really threaten the machine gun position. Those demons that can use magic attacks usually choose more valuable helicopters or fighter jets to attack.

A row of bullets passed through the crowd and directly hit the demon dogs chasing and killing civilians. Black blood was splashed everywhere, and the rest of the demon dogs were still running forward.

These horror creatures without much intelligence are sometimes very clumsy, and their only offensive nature makes them particularly easy to eliminate.

And sometimes, this clumsy personality also makes them very difficult to deal with. At least, in the current situation, these demon dogs who don't know how to fear and retreat are much more dangerous than those demon soldiers with weapons.

"Swish, swish!" Above the heads of this group of Marines in Ireland, on the short wings of a Cobra helicopter, the rocket launcher hanging on it was firing rockets non-stop.

These rockets were not used to cover the civilians. They hit farther away, destroyed some buildings, and knocked down the demons over there in pieces.

At the same time, the cannon under the nose of the helicopter was also firing non-stop, sweeping pieces of bullets into the team of demon dogs.

In a cloud of white smoke, there was not much left for the Demon Dog to move on. They had to dodge in the hail of bullets, and the distance between them and the civilians they were chasing before was completely opened.

"When the group of people pass through the smoke, immediately call the naval guns and blockade the few blocks in front!" The company commander of Company A looked at the several uh-60 helicopters that had gone away, and ordered.

"However, if the naval guns fire, the survivors may be killed together." A soldier put forward his own opinion: "They may not have died from the demons, but will be killed by our artillery fire."

"That's something that can't be helped! We can't save everyone. Instead of risking the demons approaching our line of defense and threatening the lives of our soldiers, it's better to cover the nearby blocks with artillery..." As a commander, A Company's The company commander feels that he should be responsible for his soldiers.

He scratched the map with his hand and ordered: "If humans cross this line, then we will save them. If not, then we can only blame them for what they deserve."

"Obey!" Without arguing, the platoon leader immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Establish an artillery blockade on this line, if any demon crosses the blockade, open fire and destroy it immediately!"

After speaking, the platoon leader turned and left, leading his men to deploy a stronger line of defense. It seems that they have to hold on for a long time nearby, and all firepower points must be strengthened as soon as possible.

Looking at the refugees gathered nearby in the open space, the company commander of Company A signaled for a helicopter full of refugees to take off immediately and return to the landing ship in the distance.

Then he pressed the butt of his automatic rifle, and looked sideways at the soldiers of the southern kingdom in armor: "Thank you for your cooperation! According to the regulations, as soldiers, you can only leave Shakebun last."

"It should be... we should thank you." An officer of the Shakeburn City Guards withdrew his gaze from the distant helicopter,

He solemnly said to the company commander of Company A: "Thank you for coming...Thank you for everything you have done for us."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Now I need manpower, a lot of manpower! Maybe you and your soldiers can help with some tasks that I think are dangerous." The company commander of Company A asked, "Is there any problem?"

"This is what we should do." The officer of the city guard smiled wryly, but did not refuse: "As long as we can help, we are willing to follow your arrangement."

"Very good." The company commander of Company A nodded and pointed to some passages in the distance: "You arrange some people to guard near these passages to welcome the refugees and your soldiers who have gathered... Arrange them, Maintain order and have them assemble around the clearing..."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to a place farther away: "Find some soldiers who are not afraid of death and are willing to perform missions, look for the refugees nearby, tell them that we have a safe zone here, and let them take refuge here as soon as possible! Can it be done?"

"..." The officer was silent for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "No problem, I will personally lead people to find those civilians..."

Holding the sword in his hand, he turned around and asked loudly to the panicked and exhausted soldiers behind him: "I need some volunteers who are not afraid of death, come with me to find those civilians scattered in the city , send them back here! Is there anyone willing to go with me?"

The air of silence continued, and no one spoke. However, in this desperate and oppressive atmosphere, a soldier silently raised his arm, then the second, and the third...

"Is there any water?" Seeing that among the dozens of men he brought over, more than a dozen people raised their arms one after another, the officer showed a proud smile on his face, turned around and stretched out his dirty hands : "We ran all the way, and we haven't had time to drink a sip of water."

"You can rest for 10 minutes!" Looking at his watch, the commander of company A handed the spare water bottle on his waist to the other party: "We will expand the safety zone, block fire over there and over there, and shorten the defense. Area! Do you have any suggestions?"

"If you advance to the south, occupy about two blocks, and lean against the city wall near the sea behind, this will make the flanks safer." The officer of the city guard pointed in another direction and said with an idea. : "Also, if you move faster, you may find some city guards who are still resisting."

As he spoke, he handed the water bottle he drank a few sips to his subordinates who were willing to follow him out to die. Several people shared the cool fresh water in the jug one by one, and then handed the jug back to their chief.

The officer of the southern kingdom embarrassedly handed the empty water bottle back to the commander of Company A: "I'm sorry, I drank all your water."

The company commander of Company A did not take the kettle, but drew out the pistol from his waist, and handed it back to the officer who looked pleasing to him: "The kettle is given to you, don't give it back to me! But this... Remember to return it to me when you’re done using it.”

As he said that, he gave a brief gesture, manipulated the action of loading the gun, opened the safety, and then made a gesture of handing it back to the other party: "Save as many as you can."

The officer of the city guards did not hesitate, took the pistol, then turned around and led the soldiers who voluntarily left the safe zone, and walked towards the exit without artillery fire.

"Company commander, do you really believe that they will come back?" Seeing the backs of these armored men leaving, a soldier with an assault rifle leaned over and asked.

The company commander glanced at his subordinates, then looked at the soldiers of the southern kingdom who had gone far away, and replied: "Seeing these people stand up, I know that the human beings in this place are not dead...so, Even if they don't come back, here... is a place worth taking back!"

The soldier with the assault rifle nodded thoughtfully, looked at the figures that could only be vaguely seen, and saluted a military salute to express his respect for the warriors.

At this time, on the pier about 2 kilometers away from here, a hovercraft lowered its hatch directly in front of the wreckage of a demon battleship.

On the turrets on both sides of the hanging door, the gunners were manipulating large-caliber rapid-fire machine guns to wipe out the defeated demon troops around them.

The demon soldiers who just faced the human sword and didn't care, under the attack of these shells, most of them became corpses lying on the corpses.

The corpses of human soldiers lying on the ground were quickly buried, and the enemies who had killed them covered them.

After all the huge hanging doors on the hovercraft were opened, the dwarven troops, wearing heavy armor and barely transportable by helicopter, appeared on the battlefield row by row.

These dwarf soldiers who walked in neat steps and held grenade launchers in their hands quickly occupied the beachhead. They held weapons and wore heavy armor, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and cleared away all the surrounding targets that might threaten the hovercraft. Got a clean.

Subsequently, two light armored vehicles drove off from the hovercraft, followed by heavily armed marines on both sides of these hovercraft.

Holding their weapons, they vigilantly checked the situation on the pier, and in the next second they saw the corpse under their feet that almost covered the entire ground.

"Immediately expand the beachhead! I want to ensure the absolute safety of the pier! In one hour, the transport ship will be docked!" As soon as the commander of Company B stepped off the hovercraft, he shouted loudly to the soldiers beside him: "3 The soldiers of the platoon are in charge of the left flank! The 2nd platoon is covering the right flank! The 1st platoon is advancing forward! See where our A company brothers are, we will pick them up and go home!"

As he shouted, another hovercraft approached the shore on the other side of the pier, and some other soldiers from Company B had also been killed, and the demon troops on that side were also cleaned up. The fighting stopped by more than half.

"Long live Alan Hill! Let these damned demons pay their due!" Stepping on the corpses of their compatriots and enemies, the increasing number of Alan Hill soldiers uttered a series of shouts.