Chapter 256: Deadly Dawn (26)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1255 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:08:06
The No. 1 Killing Squad, wearing a sealed armor, burst out of the beautiful arch.
MacArthur has interim command, and the interim commander of Lehrles personally handed this responsibility to him, although the captains of the other two teams are willing to accept this honor.
The squad walked along the winding road of the Purple Palace. This killing squad should have 25 members. They carried plasma rifles and melee weapons, and three teammates carried anti-vehicle weapons, but in the previous battle They lost two team members, which is a very heavy loss. Although their equipment has been recovered, long-term training experience is inevitably lost.
The large and solid structure of the Purple Palace is like a labyrinth. The cloisters built in various directions have the size of some temple vaults.
However, MacArthur could see the dramatic damage it suffered. A dark brown spiral cloud covered part of the palace, and other areas were covered with bruises like damaged fruits, the walls were severely misaligned, and the arc of the dividing line was like a shadow. Among them, the outer palace is dotted with bright orange-red spots, like hot coals on the grate.
He continued to advance and broaden his horizons. He could see the landing orbital platform shining wild energy. He could see that the nearest falling satellite to the palace was dark and cratered.
The starlight is cold, as if this dawn is an extremely bright, sharp and cold night.
All shadows were bright and deep, and around him was either a dazzling light or a dark shadow.
All the soldiers killed have been trained to fight in absolute chaos, but strictly speaking this is not the case at the moment.
Strictly speaking, they failed, the emperor died, and the most important goal was not preserved. Although MacArthur did not like this dictator, he was not the object of the current situation.
Without him, the huge empire would fall into chaos, unable to gather strength, and would give the Trust Council an opportunity.
They have just landed, just like newborn babies, and they are still very weak. It is just when they can gather their forces to destroy them.
But when the emperor dies, his empire will also die. The most important fist lost by mankind, although it has many shortcomings.
New orders from the Supreme Council were quickly issued, and the empire could not be collapsed at this time. At this time, the advantages of the monarchy were revealed-there will always be no lack of lineage successors.
They came to a safe area deep in the Purple Palace for the first time, brought the prince of the empire out, and their mission changed.
Send the crown prince safely to the Abyss, he will be crowned as the new emperor, and then put all the power of the empire into the cause of destroying the trust council.
Now that they have completed half of their mission, the crown prince and queen are under their refuge.
But the other half needed more assistance. From the rumbling of the gunfire, they had foreseen that the defenders outside the Purple Palace would soon be unable to support it, and they would fall here at any time.
However, the killing teams No. 2 and No. 3 should have arrived from other attack locations as planned, but MacArthur did not see them.
How long does he wait?
He glanced at his deputy Antero.
He shook his head, indicating that there was still no good news from the communicator.
It’s not a good idea to stay here, MacArthur is determined to go to the coast, so they use their full horsepower to quickly advance along a wide passage and walk in the deep shadows.
Suddenly, a secret guard poked his head out of the nearby arch. From MacArthur's point of view, he seemed to spy on something.
He chose to fire without hesitation, and the bullet sprang out with a trembling tail like a blowtorch, silent.
The bullet exploded on the guard's breastplate, his torso exploded into a fireball, the shrapnel and blood spread around, and the powerful impact caused him to twitch and roll backwards.
MacArthur rushed over alone, passing by the non-rotating corpse and firing again.
His third bullet missed, and he dug a crater silently on the ground.
His fourth bullet took away a secret guard's face, causing him to be thrown away in a blaze of flames and sparks, blood pouring from his unrecognizable head, shaking and shaking in a muddy environment.
The killing squad fired. They traversed like a formation of bombing fighters, and the secret guards died under the impact.
The body rolled over. Some of them unraveled, releasing cloud-like blood drops that rippled like mercury.
A secret guard was close to the wall when he died, so he still stood on the ship's body, with only his arms hanging down, as if it were a group of statues, or a drowner who sank to the bottom with a heavy object.
The area was suddenly filled with fluttering blood clusters, which hit MacArthur and burst into smaller blood beads, sliding along his armor.
Within a second, his goggles were completely covered, causing him to completely lose sight.
He stopped abruptly and moved in the opposite direction.
He had just returned to sight and saw a secret guard rushing towards him.
The secret guard's sprinting action is exaggerated and almost ridiculous.
He also fired with a weapon, and a bullet crossed the side of MacArthur, but the opponent just counterattacked at will.
Silent and swift bullets interrupted the enemy’s right leg and shredded the shoulder armor on both sides. The impact suddenly changed his direction of travel, turning his charge into a backward roll and rotation. Hit the base of a statue and bounced out at another angle.
MacArthur turned around, avoiding a sword from the dark by a few centimetres.
He killed the enemy with a bullet and blasted him from the shadow into the light.
But immediately two more appeared, and they all attacked him with melee weapons~EbookFREE.me~ McArthur held his electromagnetic sword, pulled the sword out of the sheath, and sent two bullets into the handheld pair. The knife's secret guard's chest raised a flying blood bead.
Then he turned to meet the shining sword.
MacArthur used the length and sharpness of the blade to the extreme. He cut off the high-purity body and the arm holding it.
Blood was pouring from his broken arm, and he struggled to retreat, and MacArthur turned and kicked the enemy's chest.
The secret guard turned over and drifted away, his body smashed into the flowerbed, and it became difficult to look straight.
At the same time, MacArthur was shocked to the rear, and the sensors on his armor all failed in an instant. All he received was a crackling noise.
Boom~!
Two grenades exploded beside him. He tried to lock his legs and regain his footing.
The light of the explosion dissipated.
MacArthur quickly assessed the fighting situation.
Within the visible range, the killing squad had no loss, and the secret guard had been defeated, and the smoked broken corpses were everywhere.
He didn't want to meet the ally of these allies who had been with the same enemy, but they did not approve of the behavior of taking away the crown prince. This is a difference in position, sad and helpless.
"Captain! Contacted!"
Without the adjutant's reminder, MacArthur looked up.
A pure black night owlet appeared in the sky silently. The airflow from its abdomen blown away the dense fog. This is a high-tech relic with invisible ability. At present, there is only one remaining in the entire citizen’s temple. It still works perfectly.
MacArthur opened his mask and glanced at the dead secret guards. After taking a deep breath, his nose spurted heavily.
This day is finally over.