Chapter 1048: Catastrophe (8)

　
　
　　->　->　　 "Go to hell! Damn beast!"
　　 At close range, Mountbatton fired frantically with a pistol, but the big guy seemed unscathed, just roaring at him.
　　 This ok is twice as tall as him, mad by seeing blood, and his body is shrouded in heat mist and electromagnetic fire.
　　 Mount Patton pulled out the sheath and began to rotate his wrist.
　　 The Ok struck at him with a giant claw, and the general ducked down to hide, and slammed the army towards its abdomen.
　　 But unfortunately, the beast didn't feel it.
　　It cut off Mountbatten's saber with a giant claw and threw it on the ground. Mountbatten fell to the ground with a sudden blow.
　　 "General!"
　　Hunting team tried to rush over, but was intercepted by other Oak.
　　 The big guy dragged forward, and it raised its giant claws.
"Ok?"
　　The next second, blood splashed on Mountbatten's face, and Ouke's knees trembled, and then fell heavily beside the commander.
　　 The impact seemed to shake something, and the head of the Oak slipped from the terrible cut in his neck and rolled down to Mountbatten's hand.
　　 A black shadow stood in front of Mountbatten, the residual energy was still attached to the exaggerated claw blade of his wrist, and he extended a black armor punch towards Mountbatten.
　　 Mount Patton found his difficulty and courage to hold the fist, this is a stranger, wearing a strange black armor.
　　 "Good luck, Mr. Mountbatten."
　　 The rescuer's first sentence was taken a bit, and Mountbatten could hear the voice of a man, a middle-aged man.
"who are you?"
　　 "Me? You can call me Wayne, or... they like to call me Black Knight, it doesn't really matter."
　　 "I don't know you, nor do you seem to belong here."
　　 "Yes, but someone invited me and asked me to protect you."
　　 said that the shadow suddenly disappeared in front of Mountbatten. The next second he appeared behind a reloaded boss who was tearing at a poor soldier, and chopped off the other person's head with fierce means.
　　 "Well, one more person is better than one less."
　　 Mount Patton blinked and quickly got up.
　　 "Need to clear the nearby Ouk artillery position, you will not be leveled here immediately."
　　 This is not a requirement, but it is almost the same for any commander.
　　While Bruce was speaking, his Shadow Blade Squad had slaughtered the last Ok, and then moved forward to tear up the giant armored rushing car.
　　 Subsequently, a dark iron harrier transport plane roared past, bringing more troops.
　　 "Oh! Somewhat!"
At the other end of the battlefield, Houya has been lurking for a long time, assassinating the squad for the citizen's temple specially for him.
These assassins are super warriors strengthened by biotechnology and mechanical technology. They are an invisible dark sword of the ancient organization of the Civic Temple. The reformers must be trained from an early age, erase some humanity, and become simple weapons-they Known as the Helberian Gladiator.
　　 Such a team is composed of seven people, dressed in the most advanced nano-level military armor, such armor only has more than fifty sets of citizens' temple.
　　 In order to kill this most powerful Ouk warlord, the citizen's holy place gave birth to blood.
　　 But the assassination squad was in trouble from the beginning. They underestimated the vigilance of the warlord of the warlord and the psionic boy's perception ability. After being discovered, they could only change from assassination into a strong attack.
　　 As a result, only one Hyber Dragon Gladiator rushed in front of the buck teeth.
　　 But even Yaoya had to admit that the skills of these gladiators were superb.
　　Every design ratio of his is perfect, and every function of form and movement is calculated to one thousandth. The buck teeth can only figure out his ability through two rounds of short soldiers.
　　 He kneeled on one knee as the gladiator's high-frequency cutter flew towards his neck, lowered the battle axe on his shoulder armor, parallel to the angle of his back.
　　The weapon hit the sharp axe and cut off one third of the axe before sliding down.
　　 After such a blow, a normal person would lose his balance and expose his chin to a blow from an axe handle or shoulder armor, but the gladiator was an artist of war.
　　He coordinated exceptionally, turned his opponent, and immediately launched a gust-like attack.
　　The teeth can only recede slightly.
　　 He blocked every blow and launched a counterattack when the opportunity revealed, but the opponent's deep-rooted spiral action combined into an indestructible defense and an unstoppable attack.
　　 makes him feel tricky for the first time on this battlefield.
　　咣~!
　　With a crackling metal, the gladiator's mechanically strengthened arm pierced forward, and his feet left the ground at the same time, as if igniting a hidden jump backpack.
　　 The light flickered, and the laser fire poured out from the weapons mounted on his armored wrists and shoulders, splashing on the armour of the fangs.
　　 But that is actually just distracting, the real trick is hidden behind the dazzling light.
　　Bouya realized this, he ignored the firepower of the laser and focused on the high-frequency sword.
　　 He seemed to have more time to hold, then evaded, then waved the axe and lifted it diagonally, cutting the gladiator's legs off his body.
　　 snap.
　　 The remaining body of the cyborg fell to the ground and rolled.
　　 "Endless!"
　　The buck teeth turned around and crushed the strong torso with one foot before the opponent could fire.
　　 But in the end, he stepped on all six feet and finally killed the opponent.
　　 On the battlefield, the armor sizzled like a well-trained military horse, the blood boiled due to the battle, and the warlord raised his head.
An unseen black army launched a counterattack from various positions on the front line~EbookFREE.me~ The first-line boys suffered setbacks, and it was not until this distance that he was able to observe closely, the high wall was made of dense and dense dark Gray concrete, steel, and a layer of sandbags make a road more powerful than armored trucks.
　　 Around him, the deceased had piled up like a mountain, full of his knees, most of them were light infantry, burst by bullets, or cut in half by the blade.
　　 The machine gun in the distance continued to click, and the flames swept through the wall with each explosion, revealing blood stains like a message hidden in the darkness.
　　Bouya got rid of the uncomfortable confusion in his mind, charged forward, raised his battle axe, and his boots crushed the dead bodies of the enemy.
　　 "Boys! Give me WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!"
　　 He slashed down a soldier who jumped out of the trench. The tomahawk hit a hard object, a grenade or a helmet, and then the opponent's sternum.
　　 The warlord laughed and pulled out a pile of blood clots, withdrew his arm and cut the axe to the chest of another guy who was not afraid of death.
　　 followed his bodyguard gun at a close range and knocked out the head of the guy who tried to attack.
　　Bouya had no time to observe, striking his axe handle at the throat of another guy who looked like an officer.
　　 The green beast wrapped in metal steadily moved forward, and its behemoth armored body forced the humans on the defense line of nearly 100 meters to retreat.
　　 Soon, the front passage widened, and more combatants poured out in other directions.