Chapter 241: Deadly Dawn (11)

A large number of port facilities have fallen into flames, the sky on both sides of the river is smeared with thick smoke, and a meteor-like trajectory is traversed on a dark background, like the trajectories of meteorites.
It was hard to tell the wreckage of the huge battleship floating on the sea at this moment, but through this black smoke, he saw the direction of Silver Horn flashing red, as if it were the entrance to hell.
A distant rumble was clear and audible, and it almost seemed like an uninterrupted shelling.
He still knew nothing about it.
There was a shout below, and a group of soldiers entered the depression at the foot of the tower. They were wearing blue-grey military uniforms. Although it was better to be able to unite and cooperate in this dangerous time, but Nutans has never seen such an emperor. .
He saw many people approaching to welcome them.
Nutans returned to the listening station.
"I'm going down."
He looked at Silas and whispered:
"A group of suspicious guys are here."
He looked at the reporters who worked hard.
"Once they make any progress, call me up immediately."
Silas nodded.
Nutans turned around, but paused.
"what happened?"
Silas was puzzled.
Nutans was not sure, he opened his mouth to answer.
No warning, no warning, just a second of uneasiness, an intuitive sting, telling him something was wrong.
One second, too short and too late.
Large caliber bullets knocked into the floor and front wall of the workshop and fired bullets from below.
The floor and front wall were torn suddenly, the dissociated metal plates turned into deadly fragments, and light and flames suddenly poured in from the blasting point, sweeping the broken room with countless fragments.
The interior of the workshop was filled with diffuse flames and flying metal. The strong pressure caused by the impact of the bullets blasted the windows and destroyed the transmitters. The countess was knocked to the ground and a servant was hit by bullets. His shoulders and head turned into a red mist in the explosion. The white hot fragments that had peeled off the floor split the two reporters.
The floor began to break away from the front wall.
"Back! Back!"
Nutans roared, and the entire workshop was screaming and leaning, as if he was about to leave its position. The metal cage supporting the staircase was separated from the iron tower and collapsed.
The unknown killers opened fire again, and another storm-like fierce bullet enveloped the workshop. Nutans evaluated the situation frantically. His weapon was in his hand, and the attack came from the position below, which was the bottom of the workshop.
A large-caliber bullet that detonated when impacted. He had never heard of a similar weapon in the empire.
"We have to leave!"
Silas yelled beside him.
"I said back!"
Nutans shouted, grabbing Silas and dragging him to the back of the workshop.
The two began to fight back, firing bullets through the large hole left when the floor was peeling off. The bottom was filled with smoke and dust, and there was no clear target. They opened fire and blocked the enemy.
The shaking of the body indicates that the workshop is tipping backwards, and it will fall off the platform where it is located and fall to the ground.
The countess was dead, and she had no scars on her body, but Nutans knew that the huge pressure and kinetic energy caused by the bombardment of large-caliber bullets must have shattered her organs.
Alba fell, and two or three bullets shot from below hit him. He was lying on his back on the rapidly dying floor. His feet were missing. The explosion cut off his calves, thighs, torso and face The deep wound was covered with contaminated clot.
Nutans saw Albay's wide-eyed eyes, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and confusion between the blood on his face.
Without time to mourn, Nutans kicked the rear gate with a swift kick. The staircase was gone and there was no way to go. The workshop began to overturn, just like a small boat floating in the turbulence suddenly came to the waterfall.
"jump!"
Shouted Nutans.
The next second, they jumped.
17:10, 6:45:09
Federtice had just teleported to the surface, and he led the march to the Purple Palace.
The Flesh Messenger, Son of Dawn and a large number of rebels are opening the way for his queue. Another force has been sent to siege the Wuqi Hill in the south. The flesh and blood messenger, still with destructive power from ancient times to the present, will certainly be able to defile The nest was burned to death.
Federtice is very ambitious. He hopes to surpass a role of commander and medium, as well as the two shadows of Oreba and Mark, who linger in the twilight, promised him all these, he Will be favored, he will even be greater than the Son of Dawn.
But he must prove himself, although he has proved it thousands of times on the battlefield.
This is a new war. This is a war that has never been made public. Federico must achieve his goals and fulfill his mission. He must prove that both humans and non-humans are allowed to him Drive.
He longed for power.
Since the long past, Federtice has been the greatest arcane guru, but now the mature son of dawn seems to have surpassed him.
He and they are no longer masters, they can only barely keep up with the elaborate skills of the Son of Dawn.
Just as they borrowed power from a certain place, the Son of Dawn merged with that place.
Federtic wants to have a place in the new world in the future. In order to win such honors, he will turn all mortal kingdoms into scorched earth.
17:10, 6:47:13
Cusconal suffered a heavy blow, the light flashing in the sky.
Creed Foster knew that the blessed masters were already destroying the enemy's final foundation. They were shaking the city like a thief prying jewelry out of the base.
Hoarfrost quickly freezes on the walls and roofs of the city and then melts away. The flame trembles for no reason and extinguishes, and it reignites instantly.
He assembled his men, and the Brothers of Dawn devoted themselves wholeheartedly. Under the leadership of the Son of Dawn, they had completely destroyed and destroyed many emperor camps along the river bank.
They killed thousands of people. Creed Forest inspected the dead who had piled up in the mountains. Almost a whole group of soldiers rushed into the river, struggling to escape, and then slaughtered by their guns. The corpses washed down the river turned into several new docks on the bank barrier, and the ramps built by the remains extended into the dirty turbulence.
Faced with sporadic resistance~EbookFREE.me~ The Brotherhood is also not afraid, they step into the rain of bullets and face death.
This ecstatic sacrifice ritual overwhelmed the opponent completely. Some people tied explosives to their bodies and plunged themselves between the running enemies to achieve their detachment.
When they captured the camp of the 61st company, the Brotherhood found a number of weapon boxes, and the new rifles were still waiting for distribution. The Brotherhood replaced the old equipment with these powerful new weapons, Creed Foster took a black revolver.
It is strong and light, and although the back seat is quite powerful, it is completely unobstructed. He has killed six people with this gun.
He can feel the irony.
An order came from the superior, and the last river port must be captured, followed by the church on the nearby plain.
Creed Foster was thinking about the deserted hills covered by dirty witchcraft, he believed that there would soon be a violent concentrated firepower, and all kinds of powers came out today, a new world immediately Will open.
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