Chapter 350: Blood Banner (11)

In a loud noise, the engineers preparing for a long time blasted the high-hanging rocks at the entrance of the valley. Among the gravel and smoke in the sky, the originally not very spacious terrain turned into a no-go zone made up of rubble. In this process, whether it is entering the valley or wandering outside the valley, Oak has shown a blind attitude.
This made General Prokhov feel a little uneasy. After repeatedly confirming the flag of the leader of Ouk and himself into the canyon, he decisively ordered the blasting, although it had been 17 minutes later than originally planned- -This also caused a lot of blood to bleed.
But he will not waste the opportunity brought by the blood of the Yushkin regiment. All the soldiers who participated in the battle have completed the deployment in the fortifications built along the ridge, waiting for the battle storm that is about to whistle.
Behind them, the long-range support artillery unit is waiting to spread the high-death rain of death on any invaders.
Nearly 70,000 soldiers were concealed on the eastern ridgeline. They had their arms loaded and their hearts were as strong as iron, and there was no escape route.
The sky is still like a dense canopy woven by gray clouds, only the friction between the metal occasionally breaks the wind of the ghostly roaring wind, a historic solemnity covers this lonely mountain, although everyone here Know, this is just the last moment of tranquility before the killing field comes.
As a dull orange-red began to accumulate above the clouds, everyone was bathed in dazzling light, and the first sign appeared.
Then the sound came, and the low hum gradually increased into a sharp roar.
The alarm sounded, the clouds split, and a ray of light broke through the clouds, like a raging flame waterfall directly hitting the ground, a thunderous explosion ripped through the blocked area of ​​the valley entrance, and the entire front was burned by this roar. Engulfed by the bombing.
Over a period of time, Ouke concentrated all the firepower, using enough power to end the world to create a fierce and unimaginable flame storm on the surface.
In the end, the terrible bombing stopped, and the echoes that drifted in the air gradually dissipated, accompanied by the bitter smoke of the explosion, but the previously planned defensive position was perfect, and most of the defenders were well protected. , Avoiding direct fire.
In the hidden observation point at the top of the mountain, the general smiled slightly, watching the earth become chaotic again, and thousands of Oks were coming from across the plains and directly into the valley.
They behaved so urgently, and seemed to understand that their leader was trapped in it. This is the effect they wanted to create-panic and confusion.
Only these two emotions in history can help the disadvantaged to reverse the situation and win with the weak.
He turned to face the dark corner, the slender figure in armor, whispered:
"Keep in mind today, my friend, the army of Ok is moving towards their destruction!"
"It's too early to say this."
After a graceful response like a dulcimer, the figure walked to the table and grabbed the communicator.
"All Night Blades, ready to act."
In the enclosed space, the black fire warrior Nguni sat opposite Santo, a strange long-handled battle axe was placed on his lap, the bloodthirsty light reflected in his red eyes, and the other three black fires The guards occupy the remaining positions. They are the most powerful soldiers of the legion, and they will also be the blood-stained spearheads that penetrate the enemy's vital point.
All Oaks are speculating that the ground outside must be full of kids, eagerly chasing a slaughter of shrimp, Santo can feel the strong desire to destroy shrimp in his heart, which is deeply rooted in every breath of his body among.
"I'm about to strike ahead!"
The harsh sound from the cockpit of the big car passed through the horn into the rear cockpit. Increasingly strong bumps also indicated that they were almost approaching the human defense line, and even the sound of bullets hitting the outer shell of the big car began to become rapid.
Santo made his body tense, and his back firmly attached to the metal bulkhead. This four-wheeled garbage truck made by mechanics was fast, but it was difficult to withstand too much impact force.
He could hear the thunderous explosions outside and realized that it was the shelling from the enemy, and that the shrimp could survive the bombing, which seemed incredible.
The tremor under the feet, and the violent impact of the subsequent landing, pulled the straps that fixed their bodies, but Santo has also participated in the "entertainment activities" of the Biao Station Gang in the past, and this type of violent deceleration has been commonplace .
As the truck came to a halt, the blasting bolt on the door immediately exploded, and the protective plate covered with burning marks landed.
Tearing the bandage, Santo rushed out and set foot on the ground in the mountains.
The first sight in his eyes was the endless fires of the mountains, because thousands of red rockets dragging the flames brushed the bright sky into a fabric of light and smoke.
As the shells hit the ground, the explosion spread on the surface, the huge rock was turned into pulp under the powerful shock wave, and the ridge in front of him was being washed away by the tide-like firepower. A fierce firefight.
Garbage trucks rushed to the front of the position, and the open door spit out a terrible beast like a big mouth. They used tools to make up for the shortcomings of their lack of mobility.
"go ahead!"
Nguni roared and ran toward the ridge, followed by Santo and the Black Flame Guards, caught in the mad vortex of battle.
All Black Guardians understand that their heads have rushed into the center of the enemy’s defense. All they need to do is pry open the shrimp and think they are perfect. In fact, they are ridiculous traps. Just like crushing the shells, take out the soft and juicy tender meat inside. .
It's self-evident who laid the trap for whom.
The crimson mountains burned under the repercussions of the bombing, and crushed bunkers, faceted bunkers, and collapsed trenches were terrible evidence of this force.
The soldiers fought on the ridge on the side of the entrance to the valley, but the quick and fierce raid of Ouk made them a bit unprepared. In addition, they had mobilized 20,000 people to turn back to solve the "siege" Oke leader, and the defense strength was slightly weakened. .
Without the chaos that was expected, the occupants organized the attack with a fairly correct and perfect rhythm, as if their leaders were by their side. This made many first-line commanders worry.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! ! !
The flames of war turned red above the clouds, and the lines of fire woven by bullets with fatal arcs shuttled across the battlefield.
The ground trembles at the foot of an angry behemoth. The modified giant Sculptor [Big Belly] strides through the wind-like missiles and guns and fire nets. Its powerful weapons create huge ones in the human array. gap.
Miniature suns are lit up in the rock piles, and the energy weapons made by Dajiba Okimide explode into craters with a diameter of several meters~EbookFREE.me~ More than ten human soldiers were annihilated with a single blow and the sand It also became shiny black glass.
This attack was organized by ten Blackfire warlords, each of which was second only to Shabal in the Legion, regardless of command ability or personal strength.
Nguni is one of the best, he is the first black fire general to rush into the human position.
Hundreds of human soldiers got out of a smoking trench in front of him. They stood on their positions and shot with guns, but the huge black fire would rush into their front.
Nguni ripped his first opponent and then pounced on the remaining enemies at a speed that any warrior in overweight armor would be proud of, or smashed the shrimp with a roaring tomahawk, or They were torn apart with a pistol with a giant magazine.
Bullets and bayonet hit him weakly, but his armor was completely immune to these things.
When Santo caught up with his boss, he had slaughtered a whole dozen of enemies. The bravery of these shrimps was worthless in the face of such a horrible incarnation of war.
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