Chapter 684: Nutans' Confusion (Part 1)

None of the windows remained intact, and every inch of the floor was covered with dust and debris. The cathedral’s wall hangings were completely removed, many of which were burned beyond recognition.
The altar tables were also destroyed, and they were used as barricades to build stone or wood.
The screens for confession between the atrium and the hallway were pushed, they were blocked at the entrance to the upper level, and weird statues scattered on the floor.
At the end of the hall stood a statue, as tall as four adult men, glaring blindly at it all.
It was an image of wearing a magnificent armor and a hood. The face was hidden, a giant sword was clasped in both hands, and its tip stood on the base of the statue. This image came from the founder of the Kaimon Church -Father Kamon.
But the folds of the robe had been smashed by gunfire, and the white marble was covered with dust and blood stains.
During the occupation of this area by Ouke, the green skin feels that the statue lacks color, so a lot of symbols and red paint are painted on it.
Nutans didn't care about this thing that survived the battle.
Since the Oaks first attacked the church three days ago, he has been busy fighting for control.
There was no time to eat or sleep at all. During this time, he was supported by faith and willpower. He did not even show any signs of fatigue.
The battle damaged several fiber bundles in his armor, especially where the technician had helped him repair it. As long as he stretched his elbows quickly, there would be an annoying delay.
There is still a bitter taste in his helmet, which indicates that the filter system needs to be cleaned and maintained.
One of Yeblad’s leaders still has excitement injected in the blood vessel a day ago, which makes his internal organs painful, mainly because the organs in his body are working hard to remove impurities from the blood. He has always been resistant to using this kind of Very addictive things, but have to admit that they are very easy to use in a fierce battle.
Despite some discomfort, Nutans was as keen as usual.
He glanced at the destroyed porch and windows, constantly paying attention to the signal of the next attack by the Oaks on the west side of the church.
Later in the day, the Night Blades had decided not to clean up the corpses first, hoping that these would act as a deterrent to the subsequent attack by the Oak attackers.
Many flies have begun to gather above the bloated, bodies.
Over the past two days, the stock of ammunition has been at a dangerously low point, and now that is no longer a problem-the squad of Rick Morton from the underground passage arrived here, bringing supplies and the latest news from the shadow prince.
The main force of the Black Legion has successfully blocked the footsteps of the Black Fire Legion and the Double Snake Legion. The most important thing is the defense near the city of Tyre. General Ushkin hopes to be 200 kilometers outside of Tyre. A critical battle in the Grand Canyon of Lear, but the time is very pressing. The Goff Corps and the Blood Axe Corps of Ok are approaching. The only reason for them to slow down is the main guards led by the white tyrant Guk Haven't arrived yet.
The shadow prince asked him to stumble on Guk's footsteps as much as possible. This may be difficult, but it must be done, at least for 5-6 days.
After tremendous sacrifices and efforts, nearly 10,000 regular soldiers and 30,000 militiamen, including Nutans and his Night Blade, did it. Now he only needs to stay in the church for a few hours.
"Do you think the Oaks will give up here, sir?"
In the darkness, Andrell, a member of the Nightblade, asked that his helmet had been opened, and there was some blood on his face, which was the result of a fight with an Oke leader.
Nutans led a special mobile unit, the most elite unit in Yeblade, but had not received any physical modification. There were 652 people, and only 131 people remained after three days of fighting. , They were deployed in the upper copy room and chanting desk.
"Maybe, but this is unlikely."
Nutans answered briefly:
"I don't think their tactical observation can be stupid enough to recognize the threat this building poses to them."
Suddenly, the sound of the nearby rubble ruins aroused the alert of all the soldiers, and several weapons instantly raised their doors and windows to the west.
The loud noise stopped, and with a hoarse roar that rang through the cathedral, a large number of rugged Oaks poured into the building.
They are like rushing rivers, crossing streets and broken doors, and many crawling in from broken windows.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !
"Fire at will! Fire!"
Ok's battle roar was responded to by the roar from the fire of the night blades.
Nutans used his modified long-barrel pistol to shoot a large amount of green skin invading from the window on his left, while a rushing flame erupted from his right, sweeping a group of enemies entering from the porch.
Most of the night blades of the special mobile unit have the power of witchcraft, some of them are born, and some are derived from some mysterious transformation. Nutans does not like the almost degenerate physical transformation of the blurred blade. He can only accept some minor transformation surgery. He has always believed that human nature is the fundamental force against evil.
This also made him more separated from his former friend Silas. He was stunned by hatred and would rather turn himself into a monster.
Watching the flames of witchcraft raging in the hall, the feeling of deja vu shocked him.
This scene has been staged more than a dozen times: sometimes the green skins force Yeblade to retreat; sometimes they just get a foothold and are repelled~EbookFREE.me~ Victory is very close, but far away, like this A war without much hope at all.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! ! !
As more green skin poured into the hall, Nutans kept firing, and each round of armor-piercing projectile hit the target until his magazine was empty.
The moment he quickly changed the magazine, he thought about how much green skin there was. The reality disappointed him. They were aware of the threat of this sturdy building, but they planned to flood them with a lot of cannon fodder. The really elite ones Soldiers, those who made him lose many brothers in arms and armor, and no soldiers in heavy armor appeared.
These are just idle gangs that follow the Guards, but the number is their biggest and most terrifying advantage.
Although the firepower of the Night Blades caused them to bear a heavy price, the green skins rushed to the bunker, and the monsters and humans started a battle again between the rubble composed of gravel and broken wood.
"Dead!"
Nutans avoided a chain saw axe roaring at him and smashed the attacker's face with a fist in his armor, instantly cracking the opponent's flesh.
A blood bleed out from the wound. The green skin stepped back, licked the viscous liquid that had flowed to the edge of his lips, and then roared to the leader of the night blade.
When the opponent's screaming weapon greeted his recurve saber, Nutans shot the enemy's abdomen with his pistol.
When the green skin fell, blood and intestines spilled from his broken belly, and Nutans walked to the position where the guy had just stood, struck his war knife on the head of another green skin, and crushed his skull.
"Uh!"
A spattered stray bullet hit his shoulder armor and knocked him aside.