Chapter 1045: 8. Hardcore Missionary (Part 1)

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Cumming, the god-nagging woman, told the dead gang that there would be fierce fighting at night.
But it wasn't until the night that the superheroes of the dead gang really realized what she said by "fierce".
"They are going to fly over, hit it! Hurry!"
In the ruins of the brightly lit factory, the Roman with an axe split an axe's head with an axe, and the blood from the devil splashed him.
The disgusting smell filled his nostrils, but he didn't have time to wipe it, so he raised his head and shouted to the defensive brother:
"Don't touch the fish, hell! Work harder!"
"Wow"
The beating lightning burst from the high line of defense, hitting the flying demon who broke through the fire net.
They howled and smashed to the ground, a bomb was thrown over, and in the deep explosion, the low-level demons were shattered.
Outside the factory, none of the heroes of the dead gang are idle.
They fight with power, power or magic, and more than 50 people are guarding the east and north of the factory.
As required by the agreement, they are trying their best to prevent the remnants of the demon from crossing the fire net to break through.
The intelligent machines provided enough weapons, from rifles to anti-tank rockets, and faced with demons, which made them no more psychological pressure.
The heroes who let go of their hands to fight are amazingly destructive.
Their strength, agility and perception are far more than ordinary people. They can more easily capture the traces of demons flying or running in the dark, and then use bullets or sharp blades, or simply use fists to send them back to hell.
The intensity of the battle is quite high, and it is obviously more dangerous than the battle in New York City.
But compared to the big crack in the middle of the factory that leads to hell, the dead end here is as gentle as an afternoon meal.
The Romans clumsily climbed up the high line of defense, grabbed a large-caliber sniper rifle, opened the night vision goggles, and sniped the demon that broke through in the air.
He took time to look over the big crack.
After the dark night came, a dark red light began to shine under the nearly thousand-meter-long crack, like a searchlight was opened under the crack, like a curtain of light curtains.
In the halo flash that originated from hell, every second, thousands of demons howling out of the crack that was drilled a few days ago.
The breath emitted from them intertwined, causing the temperature in the crack to rise rapidly.
On both sides of the rift, the heavy firepower manipulated by the wisdom weapons has been roaring from the night, the screaming shells fell on both sides of the rift, and while breaking the demon, the rift valleys on both sides were also collapsed.
The bodies of creatures keep falling into the halo below, like falling into a flowing magma.
On both sides of the rift, the robotic gods who wore robes were also firing. They shot a ray and shot down the evil creatures that had climbed out of the big pit.
Occasionally, a brutal high-level demon rushes out, and will be trapped by armed intelligent weapons, and then accurately killed by intelligent weapons equipped with special weapons.
Every few minutes, a batch of drones will fly out of the Zhijian position, flying like a bomber over the fissures of demons, and suppressing the decisive charge of those creatures with high explosive bombs.
Those Geguang bombs flying in the dark became dozens of interlaced lines, forming the highest music climax of the night.
In the roar of the demon and the blast of flames, the battle in the wilderness factory occurred in front of us, letting the spectators of dead situations help the heroes as if they had stepped into the dream of war.
The most of them living in a peaceful world are beating super criminals in the city. The chaos that swept across New York seven months ago is almost the biggest scene they have ever seen.
But in front of...
This deadly battle between demons and machines represents that some reality under the world is finally exposed to them.
It is said that these demons were called out half a month ago.
In other words, these robots have been here for almost 15 days.
Every night before their arrival, these mysterious and fanatical wisdom machines are experiencing such high-intensity fighting...no, war.
"They stay here, so that the demon does not spread."
The Moxican girl beside the Romans stared at the fissure in the distance, her body was shaking, she said:
"Without these robots, the demons rushing from there are estimated to have occupied the entire Texas, turning this place into scorched earth, or even worse."
"boom"
The Romans lying on the defensive line didn't say a word. He pulled the trigger and a pointed silver bullet flew out of the muzzle, piercing a screaming demon's heart.
The uncle, who was sick with bones, pulled the bolt indifferently and withdrew from the cartridge case. He looked at the fierce battle on the edge of the crack, he said:
"Indeed, we should thank them. But now, let's do our job first."
He grabbed the communicator and shouted to his brothers who were guarding elsewhere:
"This is not in New York anymore, brothers, all cheer up, be careful, I don't want to bring a few body bags after I go back."
The intensity of the battle became more anxious with the arrival of midnight.
The Romans who took time to rest saw that the biped robot-like firepower platforms also joined the battlefield. The demons rushing out of have broken through the defense lines of the intelligent equipment on both sides of the gully. .
But those robots do not have the slightest fear, even at the last moment of the battle, they will shout fanatical slogans and detonate themselves to kill their opponents.
For a time, under the oppression of the demons who rushed out of the ground, the defenses of the wisdom machines became precarious.
"Shall we help? Boss, those robots can't stand it."
Someone stood up next to the Romans, but was stopped by this second uncle.
He has been with Ash for several years, and he has learned to judge the situation.
Looking at the chaotic factory, he said:
"Wait a minute."
"The robots can stay here for so long, there must be more than such a thing in their hands."
On the other side, in the still-good office building in the factory area, Ms. Cumming, wearing a hooded robe, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
The strange frames on her eyes are constantly changing lenses, allowing her to have a panoramic view of the entire battlefield.
"Gustav!"
The walking stick in the hand of the mechanical priest was spotted on the floor. In the light echo, a tall figure appeared in the shadow on the edge of the office.
That is a semi-robot.
He also wore the iconic robe of Mechanism, under which he was a transformed body.
The metal body, weaponized limbs, a red mask like a gas mask buckled on his face, and a black cylinder like a telescope on his eyes.
Underneath the mask is a huge mechanical breathing mask.
He still retains the human respiratory system, but two-thirds of his internal organs have been replaced by intelligent mechanical prostheses. Every time he breathes, he will emit a low echo. The huge figure undulates like a machine and flesh. Mixed beasts.
This guy is called Gustav.
He was the former owner of this oil factory and a well-known billionaire in the Texas area. He was paralyzed by accident and lost his ability to move. He could only make a contract with the devil and try to restore himself to normal.
He made the metal drill bit under the impetus of the devil, and broke the boundary between human and hell, which led to the evil invasion of hell.
He committed a major crime.
Damn it.
However, the demon promised, but did not give him anything, the God of All Machines gave him.
Not only can he run freely, he can even rush into the battlefield fearlessly and fight to protect the glory and faith of the God of the Machine.
"Atone your sins!"
Miss Cumming, who used to be Gustav's personal secretary, waved her hand, and Gustav nodded like a giant in the shadows.
He pushed the door open with heavy steps.
In the heavy breathing sound like ghost howling, two intelligent weapon soldiers put on special armor for him.
There were blood stains on the armor, and there were scary claw marks and residual flesh.
Gustav stepped forward, a black mechanical warrior handed him a heavy, sharp-sworded war sword like a logging saw, and another warrior sent a large-caliber pulse pistol.
"Wow"
The door of the office building was kicked by the semi-robot.
In the eyes replaced by a high-intensity information collector, he could clearly see the ugly demons who were pressing the defense line.
Those scum that pollute the world, enjoy the villains of violence.
That is his sin!
"boom"
Gustav, the mechanical defender, pulled the trigger, and the steel cast by Holy Silver spewed out like a storm, like a dragon roaring, and cleared the demon in front of him with a single shot.
The smashed rotten flesh and blood hit the ground like a rainstorm, and played the first chapter of the symphony of the night killing.
This semi-mechanical man with a height of more than 2.5 meters is carrying a heavy, lethal chain saw sword. In the buzz of the engine, the blade like a logging saw rotates at high speed.
In the shocking sound of numbness of the scalp, in the splash of Mars, in the astonishment of the heroes of the dead gang, this warrior in red armor and a thick robe stormed into the sea of ​​demons.
The chainsaw sword in his hand was just a wave, and the three demons were separated on the spot in the flesh and blood.
Behind him, the black armed intelligence equipment also emerged from the office building.
They all wore long robes and held buzzing chain saw swords full of brutal and violent styles.
Just like a very powerful Kuroshio, at the moment of colliding with the Howling Demon, it is like the sharpest knife to separate these demons.
"Call, call"
Gustav slashed right and left, and his deep breathing sound, combined with a greasy body, made him look like an ancient barbarian armed with steel.
In the flesh and blood, his sins will be repaid.
The memories of the past surged in the killing, and the stupid arrogance and enjoyment of being flesh and blood made Gustav feel pain.
At that time, he didn't understand anything, just like tens of thousands of foolish people in the world, only to be lost in a world full of glory.
But money...
Enjoy, what is it?
It was just a pale life that was not worth nostalgic.
Today, he has regained his faith. In the vibration of the engine in the body, the movement of the lever and the movement of the gear, the more sacred power has enabled him to obtain the double salvation of the body and the soul.
Only faith is worth his life!
And the battlefield in front of him is him, the real savior of Earl Gustav who made a big mistake!
"boom"
Between the mechanical power echoes, the barbaric demon was kicked by Gustav to the ground.
The horrible chainsaw sword was chopped off the head, the skull was cut, and in the hoarse roar of the chainsaw, the blood rolled like a fountain.
A flame-like feeling surged in Gustav's heart, causing him to send his first roar after the war.
"The machine is not happy!"
"boom"
The sound of the mechanical collision echoed, and a hot fireball hit him, knocking Gustav back a few steps.
The sneaking demon came from all sides and wanted to bury the mechanical butcher, but at the next moment, a third arm composed entirely of steel machinery was lifted from behind Gustav.
Like a predatory python, a terrifying ion flame erupted from the arm's firing opening, and enveloped all the demons rushing towards Gustav.
Between the raging fire, the arrogant human-like machinery opened his arms and seemed to embrace his gods in this Shura battlefield.
"In the name of the God of Ten Thousand Machines!"
Gustav raised his chainsaw, which was already filled with flesh and blood, and could no longer function. He looked at the demons that had been slain in front of him, and he roared to:
"Weak flesh and blood!"
"Everything!"
The roar was low and hoarse, like steel rubbing.
More like Huang Zhongda Lu, spreading across the battlefield at this moment.
"vomit"
The young lady beside the Romans saw those fanatic wisdom machines slaughtering demons.
Although she has no good feelings for demons, the images of smart machines using chain saws to smash the demons' bodies still break through her tolerance limit.
She covered her mouth and rushed to the side, and the overly stimulating pictures echoed in her mind, like a nightmare.
"They don't need us at all..."
Carrying a gun, the blood-stained Romans murmured:
"The lower demons who rushed out of are not opponents of these intelligent machines at all. The semi-mechanical monster can kill us all by itself!"
On the other side, in the office building, Miss Cumming looked at the battlefield that had returned to her grasp. Under the hood, a strange smile appeared on her face.
"They should see..."
"Weak heroes, could the power of machinery shock you?"
"Tell the praises and praise the glory of the God of All Machines."

At dawn, the battle was suspended and the restless demons were repressed back into the Great Rift Valley.
Except for the smell and burning smell that haunted the whole factory, and the corpses all over the earth, everything was quiet again.
The low-level intelligent weapons were dispatched to recover the remains of the dead intelligent weapon warriors, and some magic materials on the demons will also be cut off by full-time containment intelligent weapons.
Several heroes of the dead gang are also secretly collecting some materials, but those wisdom machines are not seen at all.
The two forces get along very well, at least on the surface.
At the rest point of the dead gang, the Romans looked solemnly at the replay of the fight last night. He now can't fully guess the mysterious and mysterious wisdom machines of the gods, and he spent a lot of money to hire them for the purpose of coming here.
Judging from the situation last night, these intelligent machines do not need helpers at all...
"Boss! Boss!"
A hero rushed into the Roman tent, he said to the boss:
"We found a... an angel in the wilderness!"
"Injured angel!"
"He said he wants to see the principal here, he has something important to tell."
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