Chapter 263 Breaking Through the Blockade (6)

Severed limbs and arms flew around, blood flowed vertically and horizontally, and silver threads heralding death were intertwined into a net above the head. Gresham held a 12.7mm heavy machine gun in his arms, and shot a barrage of bullets at the siege tanks rushing in at the door with a grim face.

Shooting heavily armored tanks with machine guns? Any normal person would call him "crazy", but Alsop knew that he wasn't crazy, he was just jealous. When the five deformable fighters landed and smashed the head of the commander of the 1st Battalion of the Garrison Corps of the Military Academy with several shells, Gresham, who had received a lot of favor from the battalion commander, fell into a state of madness.

If it were placed in ancient times, everyone was fighting with cold weapons, and personal bravery might boost morale and even cause a rebound in the situation. It's a pity that this is not ancient times, and the weapons in everyone's hands are not big blades, bronze spears, and personal bravery is only equivalent to a flash of light in the vast sea of ​​stars. This is destined to be an era without heroes!

Alsop pulled away Park Yinghao who was in front of the communication equipment: "Major, haven't the support from the Capital Military Region arrived yet?"

"呵...呵..." There was noise for a while, and Felton's voice sounded a little lonely: "Alas... the communication with the reinforcements was suddenly interrupted. I don't know the specific situation."

Alsop was silent, and after a long while, he sighed heavily: "Major, I believe you have also seen the enemy's fighting power, the military academy... I'm afraid it won't survive..."

"I see." Felton agreed lightly, and then disconnected the communication.

Alsop's face became a little gloomy, and he looked at Park Yinghao who was waiting for his instructions. Just as he was about to say something, a silver light flashed. Fall back.

"Gresham!" Park Yinghao rushed forward and shook his body. Gresham didn't react at all, and stared blankly at the sky with his round eyes, where fighter planes hovered, and gunpowder smoke billowed into the sky, and then diluted into dots of floc.

In the gap between the tanks, a machine gunner jumped and jumped, avoiding the shooting of machine guns and the bombardment of rockets, and one flew up to a Hellfire chariot. "Woo...", the engine of the locomotive let out a deep and powerful roar, the chariot moved forward rapidly, the thick tires rolled over the wreckage of the defense robot, the whole body flew into the air, and passed directly over the bunker.

Park Yinghao stared blankly at the chassis of the Hellfire Chariot, forgot to shoot, forgot to exclaim. At this moment, a black figure jumped down from top to bottom. When the body was still in the air, the muzzle of the gun slanted downward, and the flames flashed.

"Da da da da..." The dense silver light pierced a circle of plum blossom marks on the chest of the "Guardian Knight", and the blood was like overflowing water, flowing all over the body in an instant.

"Boom." Park Yinghao fell to the ground on his back, with the helmet cover still open,

He stared at the shadow that was getting closer and closer in the sky.

"Plop." In the muffled sound, Aros landed on the ground smoothly, and his two feet stepped on Park Yinghao's chest, which severely deformed the guardian knight's breastplate.

Alsop panicked, sat down on the ground, and hurriedly fumbled to the side. However, apart from piles of iron filings and bullet casings, there was scarlet blood flowing everywhere.

Gresham's gun rolled outside the bunker, Park Young-ho's gun was at Aros' feet, and his own gun was slanted behind his back, but the more anxious he was, the less he could touch it.

Finally, Alsop pulled out a pistol in desperation, screamed frantically, and quickly pulled the trigger of the pistol.

"Bang, bang, bang." Small-caliber pistol bullets could not break through the protection of the "Ma Runjia" at all, and it had no effect except for a few sparks.

Ignoring the flying bullets, Aros walked up to Alsop in a few steps, reached out and grabbed his arm and twisted it outward, only to hear a scream of "ah", and the pistol fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Where's the lighter?" Aros said in a cold voice, leaning in front of Alsop, whose facial features were huddled together.

In such an environment, Alsop couldn't think quietly at all. He gritted his teeth and answered the question: "Who are you?"

"Creditor!" Aros slanted the muzzle of the gun to the side, and with a "da", he shot a metal nail into Alsop's left arm, which was fumbling around: "Say, where is the lighter?"

Alsop was shaking from the pain, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood: "Wh... what kind of lighter, you... who are you?"

The mask was flipped up, and Aros moved his face closer: "Where is the lighter?"

Alsop's eyes gradually changed, from bewildered to surprised, to horrified: "Is it you?"

He remembered, the guy in front of him was the guy who bribed himself with a pure gold lighter more than a week ago. Unexpectedly, I really did not expect him to be among the people who attacked the military academy this time. Since the old guy is here, the Asian guy must be a member of the terrorists.

"Da, da." The muzzle of the gun tilted again, and two pieces of metal were nailed into his right arm one after another. Alsop shuddered in pain, and let out a low growl in his throat: "It's... in my... coat pocket."

The blood flowed out along the holes in the power armor, mixed with the blood of Gresham and Park Young-ho who had lost temperature, and flowed all over the ground.

"Huh." Aros knelt down, put his knees against his chest, stretched his right hand down, pressed the lock, opened the breastplate, and then took out the finely crafted pure gold from the pocket of his military uniform. Golden lighter.

As if a long-hungry addict had obtained a "life-saving elixir", Aros straightened his body, letting the explosion roar behind him, and the thick smoke billowed violently. He took out a cigar from the shoulder storage box, unscrewed the head of the cigar with a butterfly knife, put it near his mouth, and lit it.

"Pa-ta, pa-ta." After sucking hard twice, he exhaled a puff of thick smoke comfortably, and inadvertently tilted the muzzle of the gun. With a sound of "da", the flame flashed, and the metal nail sank into Alsop's forehead, leaving The next point is blood red.

"Huh." He let out a long breath, and he put the c-14 piercing hand on his right shoulder, and turned his head to look behind him.

The administrative building of the Lanna Military Academy has been razed to the ground by the bombardment of the siege tanks, and the "Celtic" holy sword banner fell to one side, pierced and broken into one piece by debris, arrows, and gravel. A piece of torn cloth fluttered up and down along with the gunpowder smoke and air waves.

The sculpture of Kirkcraft I fell to the ground, his body was broken at the waist, the golden skin was covered with a layer of gray and black under the smoky fire, and the splashed blood fell on "his" face, leaving speckled spots. bloody.

The Duke of Yadan followed closely behind, his golden head knocked on the feet of His Majesty the Emperor Kerkrough, and half of it fell off, leaving only a fat right face.

The battle had come to an end, and the defense robots fell crookedly on the ground, some of them were dismembered, and the parts sparked, and there was a burst of "crackling". Others twisted their bodies mechanically, like fish dying in the shallows.

Occasionally, there were a few explosions and sporadic gunshots in the distance. It was the looters who cooperated with the machine gunners to carry out the final elimination of the remaining enemy troops.

... rs