Taking advantage of the opponent's ceasefire, Allen came to Shorten and the others.
"What should we do now? Master Allen." Faced with this harsh situation, Shorten remained calm.
The same is true for other soldiers, and Allen praised secretly in his heart, as expected of a soldier from an ace legion like Sirius, his quality is surprisingly good. He simply said: "Hiding in the main building can only wait for death. Their firepower is much greater than ours. We have to go to the barracks, and it is best to take the ammunition depot. The marshal only limited our funds, but did not Say you can’t steal equipment from the enemy’s hands.”
He raised a miniature submachine gun in his hand, which he picked up from the enemy's corpse when he came over. Shorten nodded and made a gesture, and the two soldiers immediately cleaned up the equipment on the enemy and their own corpses in the building.
"But we can't just rush out like this. They are easy to calculate and trap us here. But they missed that we still have Captain Lan Qi, and the captain will definitely create opportunities for us." Allen said.
Outside, ten seconds have passed. Torre, the leader of the Holy Disarmament, cursed. He was tall, wearing a military uniform and a cloak, and he was very recognizable in the crowd. Torre said loudly: "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you."
Pointing in the direction of the main building, right next to Torre, a personal guard aimed the infantry missile at the main building. Torre clenched his fist fiercely, just as a smirk appeared on the face of the guard, suddenly his whole head exploded like a smashed watermelon, and red, white ** flew away.
One shot to the head!
At this time, the dull sound of sniper equipment rolled in under the night.
"Shit, it's a sniper... oh no..." Torre yelled.
The sniper who was headshot fell down, but the fingers of the corpse still pressed the launch button of the missile. Immediately, the infantry guided missile shot out with a flash of light, but due to the angle, it passed crookedly over the heads of the crowd and hit the wall beside the small square. The guided missile exploded, and an orange fireball rose from the edge. Pieces of walls were blown down, and the flames of the explosion rolled towards the Holy Disarmament along with the shock wave, making the originally neat formation immediately crooked.
"It's now!" Allen yelled, dragging the knife and knocking out the gate. The charge/gun in his hand was raised, and the muzzle of the gun burst into flames. There was no need to deliberately aim at it, and the troops in the front row of the enemy army were screamed.
Shorten rushed out second, and while gesturing for the soldiers to retreat, he fired at the enemy with his blaster. The blaster's energy-guiding pattern lit up, and the gun's muzzle sprayed with faint blue electric fire, and the source force bullets swept away the opponent like a torrential rain.
"Master Allen, you go first!" Shorten yelled.
Allen didn't give in, and immediately rushed to the square wall that was blown down by the missile.
Only then did Torre stand up shaking his head, pointing in the direction of Allen and his party and yelling, "Stop them."
Several personal guards rushed out like tigers and wolves.
touch!
The gunfire broke out again, and two more guards were sniped. One person was shot in the head and his whole head was blown out. The other person had a big hole in his chest, and after running twice, he fell onto the snow. The power of the heavy-duty hunting made the holy disarming army quite afraid, and for a while no one dared to meet the few remaining personal guards. Torrey roared angrily: "What are you afraid of
Let me catch up quickly. "
It is true to say so, but as long as the sniper hiding in the dark can fire another shot or two, who would want to experience the power of the magic heavy sniper. It's just that Torre's order cannot be disobeyed, and the soldiers had to chase towards the edge of the square. But everyone didn't want to go after them with all their strength, so they drew a glaring blank area between the guards in front.
Torre yelled in anger, but there was nothing he could do. He didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of becoming the target of snipers. With his level 15 strength, he still can't defend against the sniper attack of the magic energy heavy sniper.
At this moment, everything that happened in the stronghold was faithfully presented in a tactical telescope, and the telescope moved to the right side of the stronghold. In the mountainous area outside the stronghold over there, guns were flashing, and it was obvious that two teams were fighting.
Windsor Bello put down the binoculars, frowned and said: "The situation is not very good, it seems that the wind has leaked."
She is on a hill about ten kilometers away from the stronghold. From her direction, she can see the entire holy disarmament stronghold base clearly. Windsor Bello arrived at this observation point earlier than Allen and the others, and originally wanted to use this place to observe the performance of the two teams.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Disarmament seemed to know that he would be attacked tonight, so he made arrangements in advance. First, Weber's side was about to reach the stronghold, but was discovered by the enemy army hiding nearby and exchanged fire. The enemy army relied on its strength and terrain to basically press down on Weber's team. As for Allen's side, although he successfully sneaked in, he was surrounded, obviously stepping into a trap.
Windsor Bello had already planned to suspend the assessment and immediately launched support. Unexpectedly, Allen had other arrangements, using Lan Qi as a surprise soldier to earn himself the opportunity to leave the main building. Windsor Bello plans to take another look. If either of the two sides can't support it, she will have time to make another move. For her, the distance of ten kilometers is just enough to drink saliva.
The night wind was blowing gently, and Windsor Bello's pair of snow-white ears suddenly moved, and she caught a strange buzzing sound. The Marshal immediately raised her tactical binoculars and looked in the direction of the sound. Under the night, a black spot keeps expanding. A moment later, a mana frigate appeared in the eyes of Windsor Bello. Because it was too far away, Windsor Bello couldn't see clearly whether the frigate was marked or not, but it was not normal for a frigate of magic energy to appear nearby in the middle of the night.
The female marshal was about to shoot down the aircraft. Seeing that its flight trajectory was obviously aimed at the shortcomings of the Holy Disarmament, she didn't want to add unnecessary variables to her two students. As for whether this spaceship is an enemy or a friend, it is completely out of her consideration. If it is the enemy's reinforcements, then of course there is nothing to say. If it was a friendly army, if they broke in without notifying, they would deserve it if they died.
Stretching her hand back habitually, Windsor Bello was stunned. Only then did she realize that this time she never thought of having a chance to make a move, so she didn't bring the Endless Fort with her. The female marshal shrugged. Without a weapon, it doesn't mean she can't take down a spaceship, it just takes some time. She fastened the military cap on her head with one hand, and just jumped down from the high hill, leaving a fleeting black shadow between the mountain walls.
In the stronghold base, Allen and the soldiers had rushed to the edge of the small square. Behind their buttocks, three tenth-level personal guards chased after them. Everyone's body is surging, and the engraving is emerging. One of them waved his hand, and the flames gathered in the void, forming a fireball that swept towards the team
come over.
Allen snorted, and rushed towards the rear of the team. With a flick of the fangs, the fireball exploded in the air. Then hit the flames and kill the three guards. If these people are not dealt with, it is impossible for the team to reach the barracks smoothly.
Shorten came from behind, and the blast shooter opened fire, forcing one of the guards away.
Alan's eyes flashed coldly, and the imprint of the Liaoyuan Blade floated on his forehead. The fire flashed on the fangs, and a high-temperature flame had already been rolled up. Two personal guards greeted him without any fear.
The fangs were cut out, and a round of bright flames was outlined with flames. However, Yanyue pushed halfway, but suddenly burst into pieces, and a ball of fire rain burst out from Alan's arms and flew away. The eyes of the two personal guards were filled with the rain of fire drifting from the sky, and they suddenly lost sight of Alan, and their hearts were shaken wildly. If you can't catch the opponent, how can you talk about defending the enemy.
They could only roar wildly, each using their own abilities to blast at the rain of fire that was acting as a hood. However, Allen had already taken the opportunity to pass between the two of them, the fire and rain dissipated, and the two guards staggered to and fro as if they were drunk, and staggered a few steps to the left and right, and then a little blood fainted in their chests and throats. The next moment, two warm blood arrows spurted out of the body, and the guard suddenly fell to the ground.
Allen retreated violently, his chest armor was a little red and hot, and palm-sized green frost climbed up on the knee of his left leg. It was all caused by two personal guards fighting back when killing the enemy, but the personal guards couldn't grasp his exact position, so they shot purely based on intuition. Both the power and the accuracy were greatly reduced, and Allen was only slightly injured.
On the other side, Shorten also solved a personal guard and joined him. After the two broke up, they left the small square with the team in a blink of an eye and entered the training ground behind the wall.
There was silence on the training ground, as if Torre hadn't arranged the soldiers in this direction. Allen was just a little lucky, and suddenly groups of soldiers came out of the barracks, shouting and killing in their direction. Allen and Shotton's expressions changed. If they were stopped in a relatively open environment like the training ground, there would be absolutely no chance of them surviving!
At this moment, the night sky suddenly brightened. Allen looked up, and in his ruby-like pupils, a whistling purple-blue electric fire streaked across the sky, and slanted down into the enemy army on the other side of the training ground. The electric fire exploded, and a large cloud of fire spread, engulfing the enemy army, and screams could be heard in the flames. Followed by a series of electric fires, they fell on the barracks, ammunition depot, main building and small square of the stronghold.
Under repeated explosions, the Holy Disarmament Army has been defeated.
"It's a high-energy cannon!" After all, Shorten was from the Legion, so he immediately recognized the weapons that fired these electric fires. He searched around in the night sky, and suddenly pointed to the southeast of the night sky: "Look there, it's a frigate!"
Allen looked far away, but unfortunately the visibility under the night was not high, and he could barely see the outline of a magic spaceship. After a round of bombing, the engine at the tail of the mana spaceship spewed out a faint blue flame, turned around and left.
At this moment, Windsor Bellow was less than one kilometer away from the stronghold. She was dissipating the crimson source of light in her palm, watching the spaceship, the marshal blew a whistle and said, "Fortunately, you made your position clear first, otherwise, you would have turned into a pile of scrap iron."
She frowned again: "However, who sent this thing? What does it mean to leave after firing a few shots?"
Naturally, there is no answer to this question at the moment.
(end of this chapter)