Chapter 1795: For a long time, I will reunite the defeat.

The red demon king stands in the canyon like a mountain. Although the huge figure is not really true because it is hidden in the black smoke, it gives people a feeling of shock and fear.
Among the dim clouds, lightning flashed from time to time and landed on the curved big corner above his head. Only at this time, by the glare of lightning, the hidden truth of Satan can be revealed for a short time.
The reddish skin wraps the whole body, and the sly face is covered with a snake-like beard. Two huge horns slammed up from the top of his head, as if two dead trees had been slopingly pointed at the sky.
Just looking at the head, Satan's honor is already awesome. Just like the image of the devil in the mythology, his appearance is definitely the most orthodox. And such a glory, coupled with his muscles full of muscles, bones and arrogance, as well as the devil's iconic bat wings, ram hooves, viper tail. As long as you look at the habits and accept these settings, you will feel that this is not so horrible, but it is full of an evil beauty.
Chaos, evil, violence, blood, these distorted thoughts may be daunting in normal circumstances, can make people sick, but in Satan, these distorted things seem to have reached a kind of big harmony. Let his entire existence have a temperament of detachment and sublimation.
You don't need him to tell his life, and he doesn't have to publicize his power. He just stood there quietly, and he was immediately aware of his existence, realizing that he was the evil of all evil, the demon of the devil, the supreme king of hell, Satan.
After thousands of years, Satan once again personally set foot on the land of the world. This feeling is really long gone for him. The air in this world, the water and the soil of this world, gave him a feeling of joy in his heart after a long breath.
It’s just a little worse, it’s still a little worse. For this long-lost reunion, Satan will naturally hope to be more perfect. So he immediately put his hand on the sky above his head and then squeezed it hard.
When the time flutters, the dark clouds of the sky are like being stirred up by the invisible power, and the madness is rushing. It seems that the sky has been torn open with a big mouth, and the golden sunlight is like a transparent glass that usually falls from the gaps in the clouds. And standing in such a golden light, Satan’s face suddenly showed a satisfactory smile.
"The sunshine of the world is really something to miss. After all, I have probably not seen such a beautiful sun for two thousand years."
Christianity originated in the first century AD, when it was probably the time when the Lord began to pave the way for his son. Satan’s rebellion is also around this time, so he said that he hasn’t seen the sky for more than two thousand years, and it’s true that there is no problem.
Of course, even if there is any problem, no one dares to identify him at this time. Because at this time, there are only two gangs in the Death Valley. A gang is his men, those fallen angels, and the evil spirits who are controlled by him. The other gang is the soldiers who are about to be killed by the angels.
At this time of life and death, they certainly can't have any leisure to correct a monologue that they don't understand at all. If you have this time to do this, then it is better to think about how you can keep yourself a little life at this time.
Survival, this is the most important thing for these soldiers. As far as the current situation is concerned, it is actually very difficult for them to make a living path in the encirclement of these embarrassing angels.
The means of the angels are sharp, far beyond their imagination. With a slight charge, these angels can directly break through their defenses before the tank squad can react and kill them. To the mortal body, of course, can not be the opponents of these elites in hell. So in an instant, they are already suffering a lot.
Don't look at the whole battle from the beginning to the present, it's only a short period of time. In fact, this army is already on the verge of collapse. There are very few soldiers who can live to the present. And even with the superb memories and good luck for a time, they can live to the present. But whether they can live so much, or even live to the end, it is simply that no one is optimistic.
They themselves do not believe that they can live to the end, but because of human nature, because of the instinct to survive, they persisted and prayed for the miracle.
"Blow the right group of and let them stop our way out. Machine gunners, strengthen firepower, don't let those bird people break through our defense!"
Among the few soldiers who survived, the highest rank is a sergeant. In the rules of the army, he is now the only one of them who can give orders.
This kind of thing means power in the past, but now it can only represent a heavy responsibility. Not everyone can afford this responsibility. For him, since he shoulders this responsibility and becomes a affair among the brothers, then he has the obligation to do his best to take them out of this ghost place.
It's not easy, but he is willing to put everything on it and bet on it. Because he wants to live, he wants to live back to his home and wants to take another look at his wife and children. As a husband, a father, this is his biggest wish. And this wish has now become the backbone of his heart, making him a strong to almost impossible to be overthrown.
This is the key to his ability to calmly give orders at this time, and it is precisely because of his hard work and persistence that those who are already desperate have begun to renew their confidence.
Only the remaining dozens of tanks are in parallel in an array, and the captains of each car are working hard to achieve everything required in the commander's command. The muzzle moved around and back, only because the high-speed flying angels always prevented them from doing the most accurate blows.
In the case that the target cannot be locked, it is too difficult to hit these highly mobile targets. It is not that the first-class gunners have no grasp at all, but fortunately, they can live to the present, relying on those few A first class gunner. So after a long time, I heard that three or four tanks suddenly heard a thunderous roar.
The 140mm tail has a stable shelling armor-piercing projectile with three bursts. Skilled gunners completed a match in the shortest possible time, and with their own skills and the only remaining equipment, they completed a lightning-fast attack on the angels who had blocked their way.
More than five times the speed of the shells instantly smashed out, making a fierce sound in the air, and then the celestial flowers scattered in the angels' near left. In the face of such an attack, even the angels of the Dark Angels had to do their best to dodge.
Perhaps at the beginning of the war, they could have the courage to use their own magic and flesh to resist the shelling of these tanks, but as the first batch of such angels were directly hit by a powerful armor-piercing projectile Meat, there is no such thing as a long-lost guy who dares to do such a stupid thing.
Their advantage is flexibility, and they do indeed take advantage of this flexibility to the extreme. Taking advantage of their own wings, they completely judged the trajectory of the projectiles when the tank was launched, thus avoiding the attack that was also fatal to them.
Only, hiding from the first day can not hide fifteen. You can avoid such an attack by judging the trajectory of the cannonball. Can you not give you a shot by prejudging the place you are hiding?
The gunners who fired all the year rounded their hearts and smiled, then looked at the angels who had been smashed into with a full of pleasure, revealing a smile of great revenge.
Just now, there are many old comrades who have known for many years, and they have died under the hands of these angels, and maybe they will wait for a while.
No one wants to die like a fish on a cutting board, humble and helpless. So if it's really hard to escape, they would rather be like a mad dog that is dead, and die to bite these guys.
This is revenge, and there are only a few things that they can do as human beings. Of course, if you can live, then no matter who they are, they are not willing to die.
Therefore, the sound of the guns is still roaring uninterruptedly. In these roars, these huge tonnage tanks are like crazy rhinoceros. Under the support of the cockroach, they quickly rush toward their way. .
They really worked hard, and just in their efforts, a way of life has gradually revealed to them the dawn.
Feel the kind of squatting in the endless darkness, stumbling all the way, and then finally see a glimmer of light? This feeling is similar to the mood of these soldiers at the moment. Seeing that the way of life has already appeared, many of them have already couldn't help but burst into tears.
However, the more this is the case, the more nervous the leader of the leader is. Because he has seen too many hopes and hopes, the result is down to the guy who is only a stone's throw away from the dawn. So the more he gets to this time, the more he is afraid of this situation.
For him, what he is most worried about right now is not the angels. Because the facts have proved that as long as they maintain the array at hand, even those angels can not destroy them without paying any price. From the standpoint of ignoring each other and cherishing the feathers, they should not make such unreasonable moves casually.
Angels don't need to worry, then the huge devil that suddenly appears is a problem he must worry about.
Although the guy has been bathed in the sun since it appeared, it seems that there is no harm. But the sergeant can not believe that such a huge existence was suddenly summoned for the purpose of posing it as a sculpture.
It will inevitably have activities, and what they can do now is to escape from its eyelids as much as possible before this behemoth activity. As for saying that he is now giving him a fatal blow, let him come to a situation where he is not a singer, the sergeant can only say that whoever you love comes, anyway, they can't do this kind of thing.
He is not a politician in the White House. He dares to say a bunch of unrealistic words. As a combatant who fought on the first line all the year round, he is very clear that with his own small tanks, he wants to kill such a huge existence, which is simply a daydream.
This is just like the story of the dragon slaughter in those novels. A person with a sword goes to a single dragon with a length of 100 meters, and he wins the game. Who are you?
The concept of a length of 100 meters, that is, the scales of its chest may be more than half a meter thick, plus muscle, fat layer and bones, there is no big sword of five or six meters long, you can not even poke a minor injury. And let a knight take a big sword of five or six meters to get things done, are you sure that this knight is not called up?
By the same token, in the face of the tall devil in this mountain, the maximum damage that these tanks can cause is estimated to be similar to that of a mosquito. People may not have something, and they must be dead. The world has not heard that the person with normal thinking will open the side of the mosquito that his own blood and put it on the horse. Therefore, he is sure that as long as he dares to do anything provocative, then immediately, a big palm is photographed, and they are even made into a tank with a tank.
This is a self-seeking death, and an idiot will do this kind of thing. He still wants to go home and reunite with his wife and children, but he does not intend to bury his little life here. And if someone is going to let him do this, then he really doesn't mind putting him in the cannon tube and letting him know what it feels like to be in front of the charge.
In short, for them, the most important thing for the moment is to live first. So he immediately ordered this to his own men.
"Go forward at full speed. Don't take into account the ammunition reserve. All gunners are free to shoot. Don't give the birds the chance to come close. Also, remember to live, remember not to give me the big man!"
The survivors in the tanks should be, they also know that it is not wise to provoke the unsuspecting existence in this life.
They struggled to keep calm and marched toward the periphery of the canyon at a speed of forty kilometers at a powerful 1500 horsepower. Seeing that they are going to escape the magnetic field of the canyon, they can send a signal of help to the military behind. Satan, who has been basking in the sun, has slowly lowered his head and turned his gaze to them.
He said nothing, just smiled and made a snap. And just after the sergeant and the soldiers saw his movement, the darkness of the darkness had swarmed out from all corners and swallowed them like tides.
All the inside of the tank became dead, and it was not until a moment later that the voice came out of the communication channel.
"Base call the first team, the first team, hear please answer. Repeat, hear please answer"
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