Six Hundred and Fifty-Five Black Sandy Beaches

Seeing that the devil's landing force had already begun to assemble and marched towards the human position, the human line of defense was still as quiet as if nothing had happened.

Only the artillery behind the line of defense was roaring non-stop, frantically suppressing the demon troops.

Braving the rumble of artillery fire, these demons who finally rushed to the beach began to approach the human defense line little by little.

"Okay, let's start our welcome ceremony!" Seeing that the opponent's troops had passed their cordon, Burrison's smile brightened: "Cover your ears..."

The sergeant major standing behind him raised his arm with a smile, and pressed a button on the touch screen on his arm. The explosives planted in front of their position formed a series of spectacular explosions.

Those demons who had just crossed the explosion zone were blown up into the sky before they had time to see what their enemies looked like, and then fell down heavily.

For these demons who came ashore, this explosion may not have the shock of nuclear weapons, but the damage to them is real.

Countless prefabricated fragments swept through the entire demon phalanx like a storm, cutting these fresh lives into countless fragments in just an instant.

However, no one sympathized with them, because on the opposite side of them, the human troops who were ready to fight were preparing to welcome the aborigines of the demon world with more bloody killings.

"Are they all dead?" A soldier lying in the trench asked his comrades. On the beach in front, there was a white mist after the explosion, and it was impossible to see clearly. He was too lazy to switch the night vision device on his helmet, so he just asked casually.

Sometimes, asking a question does not really want to know the answer. The person asking the question just hopes that someone can use his voice to relieve his tension.

No one can completely stabilize their emotions before the battle, it's just that the fluctuations are big or small.

"I don't know, you won't go and see for yourself?" Obviously, the soldier standing beside him was also very nervous. Instead of answering the question, he impatiently returned the question intact. people who ask questions.

Then, without waiting for anyone else to answer, the scattered demon army rushed out from inside the white smoke. They screamed loudly and waved the weapons in their hands, as if they were barbarians, they rushed to the defense line of Alan Hill.

What happened next happened of course.

Alan Hill's defense line suddenly became noisy, and countless tracer bullets flew towards the demon's troops, hitting the magic defense barrier, splashing circles of ripples.

Light bullets are still lacking in penetrating the magic defense barrier, but the ammunition carried by Alan Hill's armored grenadiers is not ordinary ammunition.

They carry new ammunition with an improved 10mm caliber, and the brand new assault rifle uses full-power bullets, so the attack power is also doubled.

This new type of ammunition was specially developed by Alan Hill for the new Grenadier. It is specially designed to deal with heavy armored targets with magical defense barriers, and the effect is very good.

Therefore, this time, the infantry of Alan Hill was no longer helpless when facing the enemy. They no longer use underpowered assault rifles to attack the enemy, nor do they need to challenge the mighty fighting power of demons with their own flesh and blood.

"Tu Tu Tu!" When shooting with a new type of assault rifle that is large in size and looks more technological, the refreshing feeling and the exhilarating experience of sharing the stronger recoil on the exoskeleton made every Ailan Hill soldier excited.

And on the opposite side of them, those demon soldiers, those soldiers who were originally protected by magic defensive barriers, began to fall down row by row...

The exoskeleton armor, and the exoskeleton gave the soldiers of Alan Hill the ability to carry more powerful weapons, which offset the individual combat ability of the demon army. Now, the soldiers of Alan Hill are no longer weak existences that cannot be resisted if they are approached!

It was the first time for the demon troops to face such intensive and deadly firepower. Before they had time to react, most of the soldiers had already fallen into a pool of blood.

And looking at the bloody scene in front of him, the demon commander finally realized that it was impossible for them to regain their place in this kind of battle.

"How could they have such ferocious weapons? These are all damn things!" Dodging the oncoming tracer bullets, a demon officer who went ashore pointed to the human positions in the distance and questioned his subordinates loudly.

He has never been to the Magic Continent. Although he knows some changes in the Magic Continent, he really doesn't know that the opponent's combat power is so powerful!

Those demons who went to the Magic Continent faced such terrifying opponents. No wonder they failed. Facing such opponents, it is not easy for them to persist until now.

"My lord... the troops of the first phalanx can't hold on anymore... the follow-up troops haven't..." Halfway through the words, the demon soldier who came to report was hit in the head by a stray bullet.

Black blood splattered in all directions, part of which splashed directly on the demon officer's face. Seeing a head crumble apart in front of his eyes, he was startled, and he didn't recover for a long time.

And his troops, while he was there in a daze, were still being ravaged, slaughtered, and destroyed by the ferocious firepower of Alan Hill.

A few seconds later, when the demon officer came to his senses and realized that he should command the troops, he almost had no troops to command.

Just like the Eight Banners Army of the Qing Dynasty landed in Normandy, this battle was more like a farce from the beginning. It's just that this farce has caught up with real lives.

"Follow-up... Where are the follow-up troops?" He looked at the sea in the distance, and saw a steaming mushroom cloud in the distance...

Humanity's second tactical nuclear strike still fell on top of the devil's follow-up troops. Subsequent demon battleships sank one after another, and less than one-tenth of the troops barely reached the beach.

They barely organized together, and then fell one after another on the way forward. These demons finally crossed the crater destroyed by the preset bomb, and were knocked down by heavy machine guns. Black blood stained the entire beach.

The ridiculous thing is that despite their great efforts, the price they made the Ellandhill heavy armored grenadiers pay was only some new ammunition in the ammunition box. ——

Sorry for the late update because of something, I am very sorry.