Chapter 661: City Breaker (2)

"Come on!"
Grak stepped forward to open the nearest door, and the bodyguards continued to guard the corridor.
More Oak rushed into the room, ready to fire, and inside, everything was turned upside down.
The lighting stand and the low stool were all shattered, the shabby manuscripts were scattered all over the place, the writing tools were piled up under the broken door of a locker, and there were religious symbols depicted in black and red ink on the wall.
Green, yellow, purple, blue and other colors are scattered all over the wall. The floor and ceiling have also become oil paintings. It seems that there was a crazy painter here.
"Where have you been?"
Grak murmured to himself, although he had expected that the shrimps in this large spired house would not be very large and prepared for the worst, but when he really found out that the enemies here seemed to be really cleaned up After that, he still felt disappointed.
Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a small piece of parchment paper, with wrinkled edges and burnt marks.
He hung the pistol on his belt and picked up the piece of paper. Partly obscure illustrations could be recognized on the upper edge, then he smiled ironically.
"Shrimp's brain is rotten, and he has to write down things with pictures."
The warlord then crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground, re-held his pistol, activated the tomahawk, and the roar of the motor filled the room.
"Go ahead! One will not stay!"
The next two rooms were also looted, and there were no enemies left to withstand the anger of the warlords. When the Oaks left the third room, Grak ordered them to stop.
The warlord listened carefully, and his keen perception seemed to find something—the grunts and scratches from the next room.
"interesting."
Grak grinned and said to the bodyguards around him that he didn't suppress his voice deliberately.
"Shrimp is trying to ambush us?"
"They always have so many unconcerned ideas..."
When the sound of something falling on the wooden floor came from the next room, Roque replied, causing a burst of laughter from the boys.
"Teach them a mistake."
Grak whispered while raising his pistol and removing a grenade from his belt.
"What about Zappi?"
The warlord glanced around, looking for another bodyguard.
"The boss is here."
The bodyguard carrying the small oil storage tank squeezed up from the back and raised his flamethrower to confirm that the dark green armor was reflecting the dazzling halo.
"dry!"
Seeing that all the boys were in place, Grak kicked open the door next door.
He saw a group of shrimps crawling from a hidden position behind the overturned chanting table and table. In addition to guns, there were bundles of grenade in hand. The warlord threw a stick bomb directly at the back of the room.
The thing bounced a few times on the wall before it fell to the ground, and the ambushing humans hadn't realized what it was.
Boom~~~~~~~!
When the bomb exploded, Grak took a step back, and the hot fragments suddenly filled the entire room, and smoke and metal fragments rushed out of the door.
A moment later, the burning boy Zapi stood at the door and poured white hot fuel into the copying room with a flamethrower. The crackling of the flame suddenly covered the horrified wailing of humans in the room.
"Wow! It's so cool!!!"
He swung the flamethrower from side to side, like a naughty boy peeing, spraying everything with sticky fuel, and igniting the wood, parchment, and flesh in the room.
Only when the surface of everything in the room burned up did he release the trigger and put the weapon away, taking a step back to let the other Oaks enter this hell.
Reloading the old David team rushed into the room surrounded by flames and shot their guns towards the burnt body. Grak could feel the temperature of the surrounding flames, but it was still tolerable for Oak.
When the fuel was nearly burned out, the warlord found that the place where he stood was scorched black, and there was swaying fire everywhere.
The dried bones of the dried shrimps are piled up crookedly, with large pieces of scorched black meat stuck on them, the boiling bone marrow and blood are still sizzling, and below them is a large pool of burnt fat.
"They are so stupid, eh?"
A bodyguard kicked the scorched corpse on the ground, but found that the black piece of meat curled up on the ground seemed to be holding something, so he bent down and reached out to take it out.
Not to mention, even if it was dead, the corpse was still tightly held, and you had to tear off your hands to get it out.
But at first glance, the kid was confused.
"Boss?"
"Ok?"
Grak, about to leave, stopped when he heard someone calling himself.
"Boss, this."
Receiving what the boy handed over, Grak first felt a warmth, then a strange scorched smell.
He looked closely and found that it was a thick stack of paper wrapped in a layer of leather that fixed the frame with metal. There were a lot of blurry patterns and text on the cover, but due to the fire, it had been burned by three-thirds. One.
"What stuff?"
Grake flipped around at random, and there were a lot of fine text, but he couldn't understand any of it, but he was very upset.
"Burned!"
Just as he was about to throw it into firepower, Grak suddenly stopped.
"Maybe that bird knows what it is."
Thinking about it, he put the thick book into his pocket again.
After leaving the burnt room, the squad proceeded, sweeping the enemy towards the church spire 100 meters above the ground.
Their goal is the highest point in the center of the city, where the heavy weapons of the craftsmen can pour firepower to all surrounding buildings without hindrance~EbookFREE.me~ More importantly, there can be accurately directed the artillery fire to attack a large number of shrimps Gathering place.
The attack on Ok took the local residents of Methukya by surprise. Although there were warnings, everyone got the news that the army of Ok was still hundreds of kilometers away.
However, only three days later, the well-known Goff Corps broke through the 19th Infantry Division of the Empire and the 22nd Infantry Division and defended the Ningut line of defense.
No one knows where these enemies came from. Without warning, the 31st Infantry Regiment was also unaware.
If it weren't for the quick reaction of the great wizard Kasri and her students, the entire city might fall in the first few hours.
But this still didn't help. The evacuation operation quickly turned into a disaster. Many people were crowded on the stations, railways and roads. An infantry regiment could not resist hundreds of thousands of huge legions, let alone this is in Dongben A well-known "Ok tribe" in the Tuk Empire.
No one is willing to face the Oke warlord with the nickname "Red Devil". Kasri and her students burned their lives and failed to stop his footsteps. The defender can only retreat to the urban area, which is equivalent to putting most people Throwed under the green leather iron hoof.
In fact, the massacres took place from the beginning of the war. The Goff Corps did not come along all the way. They were "washed" all the way. The villages and towns where they went were ruins, several meters high, and even ten. Domy's body piled up the most prominent road sign.
Sometimes for efficiency and saving bullets, Grak will drive the crowd out of the house, and then let the squadrons of squadrons step on them directly.
There are few witnesses to such atrocities, because the people who have seen them are basically dead, but with one exception, she faithfully recorded all this...