Chapter 971: Bloodless (5)

"No way to fight!"
Acacia cursed again. A few hundred meters in front of him, the temporarily built machine gun position continued to fire at the crowds of enemies around.
He could feel the changing battle situation leaning against his own side.
When they were pinned by the large forces of O'Kee, they did not have enough firepower to break the white vajra's void shield, let alone hurt the machine.
Lieutenant General Ecassia is now very contradictory. If he continues to fight, he will probably be wiped out by the whole army, but if he cannot fulfill their mission to defend this pass, it will mean a much worse fate than death.
The name of hundreds of thousands of compatriots on the front line hangs above the abyss. If you maintain this lifeline for a minute, you can save thousands of people.
If necessary, every fighter will willingly die on the battlefield under his command.
Although as a general, designing complex and elaborate fronts and carefully arranging troop advancement, fire support, and overlapping fire nets is the responsibility of Eccia, he must also be responsible for the lives of the soldiers.
If he obeyed Ben Lier's wishes and ordered to stay on the spot, his orders would be executed without any doubt.
The soldiers will voluntarily but costly lay down their lives, killing as many enemies as possible, until the front-line troops are freed from the killing of Ok.
But Eccia could not see any noble sacrifice before the of war.
No, there will not be a glorious final battle, there will only be quick and honorless death and destruction.
They are unable to secure the precious time needed to complete the defense for Dunwich, and this is the supreme goal. If it fails, the overall action will be meaningless.
That is really something to fear, because even after death comes, people will discuss the outcome and responsibility of this war.
And there is no doubt that he who is guarding the Gemini Pass will never be a glorious role.
At this moment the heavy rain suddenly arrived, the attacking Skull-Blade Legion charged in the rising anger and rising water, the boy violently slashed the surrounding enemies, shattered the bones, and penetrated the flesh and blood.
They almost fought in a torrent that reached the waist. The dead body floated face down, and the blood flowed like oil.
Boom~!
Guk King Kong once again annihilated a war zone with the bombardment of its powerful weapons. The roar of instantaneous water evaporation mixed with the roar of the dying, and the sound of armored vehicle fuel tanks and ammunition exploding.
"We must retreat, sir!"
The commander of the 113th Division growled in the communicator.
"In only three hours, we had to give an order to retreat in front of Ok."
Acacia did not respond, but commented.
"I can already hear the ridicule of those reporters."
"Let them laugh! This is a hell! I can't even draw a class now! Sir! Our position will fall soon!"
"I will send a reserve team to support you."
Acacia's tone seemed indifferent.
"Sir! I think you understand what I mean!"
The other party's voice was covered by a huge roaring year, but it was generally understandable.
But Eccia no longer intends to continue talking to each other.
"Hold your position and you must not retreat."
After he finished speaking, he let the soldiers cut off the communication.
"Let the war wits support."
He then issued a new order, but his chief of staff hesitated.
"Sir! Many of them are just apprentices, such a fight..."
"This is the battlefield, do you still need me to remind you?"
"Yes……"
"Stupid shrimp!"
Bucket pulled his crackling mechanical claw from the body of a soldier, and then roared vigorously to swing the claw towards the other. This weapon was his antique claw. Although it is not so powerful, it still has destructive power in the hands of an Ouke warlord.
The blades of his scavenger guards have long been stained with the blood of the enemy, and the roar of their show off victory is so sweet to him.
The dead soldiers were covered with their own blood stains on their coats ripped by tomahawks and bullets, but Houya had only endless contempt and mockery of these dead shrimps.
They are fragile and ignorant, just a flock of sheep, deserve to die in such shame.
Boom~!
The purple light suddenly burst out of the bunker beside the buck teeth with the explosion.
He quickly bent over, and the burning debris hit him like raindrops.
The sounds of shooting and explosions were everywhere. The two commanding heights of the Twin Pass and the fortress above were ignited, and the cement blocks peeled off the buildings.
If you look closely, you can see the looming arc jumping back and forth between the two hills. This is the wizards trying to create cover for the soldiers on the hills.
The pillar of smoke was swaying in the sky, and the cry of pain and regret intertwined in the stenchy air.
A team of fierce jumps accompanied the Oke Warriors, advancing quickly in the mud of the rain.
Huge dirty truck tanks drove across the concrete road, directly smashing through the destroyed enemy vehicles, while bombarding artillery shells into the fortifications and trenches that were still resisting ~EbookFREE.me~ creating an amazing momentum.
On the other hand, gleaming energy arrows blasted out from behind the chest wall lined up, as the witches trained by the military of the New California Republic were trying to use their spells to block Oak's attack.
Under great national defense pressure, the Kymon Church also acquiesced to the fact that the military of the New California Republic convened and trained wizards on a large scale. These extraordinary people constituted the special war wizards in the establishment of the New California Republic.
But in a war of this scale, those war witches did not perform as expected.
Yaoya personally saw a team of Storm Boys break up a team of War Witches. When they descended from the sky, those magic shrimps could only scream and run away.
"Come here!"
He said to his soldiers that many of the souvenirs and ornaments on his body had been lost in the battle, but he didn't care.
Another group of enemies rushed towards them through the smoke from the battlefield.
At the center of the enemy group are a few tall figures in black and gold armor, each holding a reel in their hands, and the other hand holding curved ends Long stick, hanging on the body is a magic weapon with electro-optical pulse.
Without exception, the headdress of these people's foreheads is embedded with a burning snake's eye.
As soon as the gnash saw those people, he felt that his hair was standing upright.
Driven by the wild impulse that cut the enemies in front of them, the scavengers of the Skull-Blade Legion braved the artillery fired at them and roared to launch the charge.
"Waaaaaagh!"
The war witches also lowered the magic weapon in their hands, and a white light arrow burst out from the tip, whistling into the cluster of Occus Charge and exploding, shocking them into the ground one by one. Among.