Chapter 472: Cross Bell Blocking Battle (2 in 1)

The mountain road to the northwest of Clos Bell was once a thriving scene. Whether it is a far traveler with a glimmer of hope for gold, or a simple and honest worker who works diligently in exchange for payment, they have had a short time here.
But later, as the development of the mine town became a modern industry, and a large amount of land was acquired by the government and chaebols, these scattered self-employed businesses gradually disappeared. With the rise of the mining town of Mainz as a major economic and industrial pillar of Closberg, these abandoned mines in the mountains have gradually been abandoned, and even the muddy trails here have been abandoned for a long time. The construction works used to prevent landslides and mudslides were basically abandoned. Before the heavy rains, the chaos here will be a little bit more chaotic. The autonomous prefecture government also does not care about this. After all, the capital of the autonomous prefecture must be used to generate income, and there is no time to manage these messy things that have nothing to do with interests.
However, it is this kind of management omission that makes this place very famous in the underground world. Due to the particularity of the geographical location, it is possible to completely bypass the guard area of ​​the Galeria Fortress and the Belgarde Gate from here, and easily enter the autonomous prefecture. Therefore, it has been used as a variety of mafia. Secret trading lines with arms dealers. And this time, another group of people who seem to be very eye-catching have walked on this vicissitudes of life.
They maintain a seemingly scattered, but in fact, a balanced team, wrapped in pitch-black metal armor, and holding well-maintained guided force rifles in their hands. There was disdain and indifference in their eyes, and they seemed to have no feeling for everything in front of them, and a few of them even yawned boredly.
In the center of the formation, there are two small trucks with off-road performance, which are very eye-catching. What's on the truck is not any goods, but dry food and drinking water, and-portable guided artillery.
There is no doubt that this is a hunting regiment, detouring the abandoned mine road, coming to Crossbell from the far west. They have nearly a hundred people, and they look well-trained and well-equipped. Although most of the members are temporarily in a trance state, the few members in charge of the vigilance are still very dedicated, and a little bit of trouble can't escape their eyes.
Of course, it's just common sense.
Such a guard may be able to detect the movement of ordinary people, but it cannot stop the real master from peeping from the dark.
"Has their rear troops not entered the ambush circle yet?" Looking at the sides of the canyon, the already ambushed guards were still silent. Arios felt a little strange. He frowned, picked up the communicator, and whispered. Asked, "We are about to enter Winzer and the others."
"No... it seems that the other party is still defensive. At present, there are still more than a dozen people's squads carrying sophisticated heavy weapons dormant in the rear." Commander Sonia's somewhat helpless voice came from the communicator-standing At the top of the canyon, with a great view, she can clearly see the opponent's action pattern. The elite members with axe guns and other combat equipment made of fine alloys in their hands still have no plans to pass through the canyon, but are discussing something later.
According to the plan, the original combat mode should be that when the opponents all enter the ambush circle, the garrison will carry out fast guns from a high position, striving to destroy the heavy weapons in their hands that can threaten the buildings in the city. Afterwards, the pre-arranged guerrillas and the elite police departments selected to participate in the exhibition ambush at each ambush interception point, trying to cut off the way they want to detour to the top of the canyon from the back. The road leading to the autonomous prefecture will be resolutely resisted by the famous "Sword Saint of the Wind", combined with the elites drawn by the garrison, but the retreat will be appropriately left to them. After all, if the opponent is forced to do their best, then the garrison and others will inevitably suffer considerable losses. In fact, there is no need to do that.
However, the elite troops of the opposing team are still reluctant to act. In this case, if an attack is launched at this moment, the opponent's elite will almost be able to leave the canyon road immediately without damage, so as to take the path and rush to the top of the canyon in a safe state-confrontation, this group of not elite guards in his hand Whether the team members can withstand the brutal attack of the hunters is very questionable. Even if he can win in the end, Commander Sonia must also consider the attrition situation on his side.
However, if a large number of members of the opponent are allowed to pass in this way-even the "Sword Saint of Wind", facing dozens of well-trained hunters, there is a high probability of injury. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, as long as they haven't reached the level that transcends the limitations of human beings, no matter what kind of master they are.
A decision must be made-is it the life of the guard rookie, or Arios's risk?
"Deputy commander, clear the order." Warrant Lieutenant Mireiou eagerly reminded the adjutant on the side. The observer in charge of the observation has made several gestures-the other party is about to leave the ambush.
"There's no way...you can do it." Arios's voice came, "The plan changes...I will push the ambush circle forward a bit, and work with you to attack the enemy."
"...It can only be so." Commander Sonia gritted her teeth, "Fire!"
In an instant, the originally calm canyon roads were filled with the roar of artillery and guided guns.
"Enemy attack!" In the face of the sudden attack, the battle-tested hunter commander didn't mean to panic at all. The canyon road here is really too narrow, even if it is guided shelling, it is difficult to cover it completely. Moreover, the sporadic artillery fire at the level of the garrison is not a threat at all to him-as long as he can figure out the firepower network. Blind spot, if a small group of quickly passes through the opponent’s firepower coverage
Soon, the gunfire stopped. Although a few unprepared corpses were left behind, on the whole, there was no loss at all to the entire hunting regiment.
It would be great if it really is.
The hunter commander, who had just calmed down from the shelling and tried to reorganize the formation, was caught off guard by another force and overturned to the ground. Accompanied by a precise salvo, several more hunters were concentrated by bullets on the neck, temples and other parts of the gap in the armor, killing them.
"What?" This round of neat firing was stronger and more threatening than the shelling level just now.
"You have too many questions." An indifferent male voice rushed forward with a gust of howling like a gust of wind-a white shadow flashed past, and the commander's breastplate had been torn open. Blood flowed out.
Afterimages in the air were pulled out when the hunters caught off guard. Arios, who has the title of "Sword Saint of Wind", moved as fast as lightning at this time. Before the opponent could react, he continued to wield the blood-stained sword and launched the next attack. After a few clear tears, a few more people fell under the sharp sword.
"Damn..." A little further away, the few hunters who had not been affected immediately reacted, gritted their teeth and raised the force-guided gun in their hands to shoot. In the rain of bullets, Arios relied on his amazing posture, either dodged lightly, blocked with a sword, or shook away with a grudge - after a series of shots, he was still unscathed.
"Strange...Ah..." The word "monster" exclaimed before he could utter the words, and a wave of majestic vindictiveness was crushed by Arios's knife swing. Accompanied by the explosion of vindictiveness, there was an explosion, and several hunters who had gathered together were immediately shaken away, lying on the ground unconscious.
In just half a minute, dozens of hunters, including the captain, had fallen to the ground-the scene in front of him deeply shook the hunters who were still alive.
However, shocking to shocking, the other party has only one person anyway, they can see clearly. As long as you can calm down-the opponent's squandering fighting style, relying solely on speed and explosive power, how long can this intensity be maintained?
The hunters were used to the killing and quickly settled down. The firepower was suppressed, and the instigators of the volley just now-the elites led by Alios were already suppressed by the firepower. As long as you can slowly consume the person in front of you--
However, they did not know that the nightmare had just begun at this moment.
Sporadic gunshots sounded abruptly from completely opposite directions-the shooting this time was not as neat as before, but it was even more deadly. The large guided rifle can penetrate even the metal armor of the hunter. The sound of internal organs and brain bursting inside the steel armor was clearly audible.
"Drink!" A burst of blade light flashed. Although not as swift and brave as the black-haired youth just now, the solid sword technique and strong body still cannot be underestimated. The rest of the members of the Guerrilla Association of the Klos Bell Autonomous Prefecture also took actions one after another to assist the battlefield here.
"Tai Chi Wheel!" The orange grudge, accompanied by the tender drink of vitality, rose up like a tornado. The hunters surrounded by the girl with a pair of ponytails in sportswear were confused by the turbulent anger.
Where there is sunlight, there are shadows too-when the seemingly inconspicuous black appears in front of you, that is when death comes. The assassination technique that "Black Tooth" relied on to become famous, the of death who appeared in the shadow, once again tasted the taste of the long-lost hunt.
It's not that the hunters haven't tried to fight back. Although these newly joined attackers are powerful, they are far less invincible than the men just now. Therefore, the sporadic counterattacks of the hunters also left a series of bruises and blood marks on their bodies-but these attackers did not have the slightest physical problem, because not far behind them, there was a pure white head. The woman in the hair, with a tactical force guide on each side of both hands, is running at an astonishing speed. In her hands, the blue light symbolizing healing and the orange light symbolizing protection flew out alternately from both hands to resist attacks, relieve pain and replenish physical strength for her comrades. She closed her eyes and focused on supporting operations, without worrying about her comfort—because by her side, her good partner and friend, she was screaming at the hunters who were trying to approach her. All fly.
The guerrilla senior support Eoliya with a professional medical license, and Lin from the background of "Tai Dou Liu" appeared at the back of the team.
In the Crossbel area, seven guerrillas of grade B or above-all appeared on the battlefield.
"Damn..." Suddenly there were so many masters, even the hunters who were extremely confident about the number of soldiers suddenly lost their hearts. However, there is still a trace of doubt in their hearts: how did they suddenly appear here? What on earth are the elite troops who stayed behind just now?
"We changed get off work a little bit." Looking at Arios, who was also puzzled, Winzer put down his sniper rifle and said, "The deputy commander Sonia, who has the upper hand, leads the members of the garrison to suppress them... …And we abandon our previous ambush plan and come over to help destroy the large forces."
"Are they okay?" The doubts on Alios's face became less, but the worries remained unabated. "In the previous judgment, neither I nor the deputy commander had this to the ordinary members of the garrison. Confidence is..."
"Yeah...it should have been this way." Wenzeer blinked slyly, "but after our help appeared...things will turn for the better."
"Help?"
"Yeah... The problem on Heliga's side has been resolved... two hours ago." Winzer said, "The Guy's team that was going to ambush there was also sent away by that guy... Since that By the way, the guy Heliga said he didn't need help, so they came to help here."
"That's it... With their words, indeed..." Arios knew it, and all of Guy's investigators were all elite, police officers who were often raped by Harutman. The Director of the Bureau was so overwhelmed that he finally had a chance to vent. Naturally, it is a painful fight that is called a cool. However, Arios still had some doubts: Heliga, why did he suddenly want to single out the hunting group? Although I have no doubt that he should be able to do it...
"...We surrender." The hunters' judgment of the situation was still very accurate. After hearing each other's conversation, how can they not understand that the situation is over? It was originally for money to do things, there is no need to take everyone's life here. And think about it carefully, if so many masters can be dispatched at the same time, the enemy of his employer this time, I am afraid it is also a powerful figure. If you still want to continue mixing on the road, there is no need to provoke such a big boss.
The mood of surrender gradually permeated the surviving hunters.
One man put down his weapon.
Another person... the next person...
Soon, the hunting regiment of nearly a hundred people was subdued under the joint encirclement of the police, garrison, and guerrillas in the Autonomous Prefecture of Closberg-at the cost of almost no loss, only a few people died in the fighting. This is much better than the estimate before the war.
And unlike the fiercely fighting old mine canyons-the battlefield on the other side reflects a completely different scene.