"Cough cough..." Fanner got up from the fall, first nervously rubbing his body and legs, he was relieved when he found that there was nothing missing.
But the next moment his heart sank again.
Many people around the fort’s guns were pierced by bone spears, and they didn’t know if there was any air intake, while some soldiers with pierced hands and feet were rummaging in the potholes and mud, trying to find their broken limbs. This scene made him feel sore in his eyes. The artillery battalion team was cultivated by His Majesty little by little. From resisting the Duke of the West to attacking Hermes, there was little loss.
But Fanner also knows that now is not the time to be sad. Miss Nana, the angel of the First Army, is in the camp ambulance. As long as the wounded is sent there, even if it only takes one breath, Miss Angel can bring them back to life!
"Is there anyone!" He crawled on his hands and feet to the side of a seriously injured person whose stomach was punctured, "Come and help me!"
"Sir, I'm here!" In the dust mist, two soldiers rushed over.
"Send him to the ambulance," Fanner stuffed the intestines and minced meat back into the other's stomach, "Don't drop anything."
"Big... lord," the man grinned in pain, "I..."
"Stop talking nonsense, it's better to save the energy to kill the devil," Fanner patted his cheek, "Go back quickly, I'm still waiting for someone to shoot, understand!"
After the wounded was sent away, he ran to another first responder, "Did you come from the camp?"
The other party glanced at the badge on his shoulder, raised his hand and saluted, "Yes! Do you have any orders?"
"Continue to do your job, it's important to save people," Fanner waved his hand. "What is the situation on the front line now?"
After the artillery position was attacked, the nearly 500-meter-wide front was full of smoke and dust. Except for the artillery closest to him, there was no way to know the situation of the rest of the squad. He could only faintly see many figures running and guns from time to time. The roar came. However, even the first aid class, which is in charge of ambulance work, came in, but didn't see the backup gunner, which was really strange.
"The devil has already attacked, from the sky!" The first responder was wearing a bandage in his hand, and his voice was a little hurried, "I just came from the central camp and saw those flesh-winged monsters fall to the ground with my own eyes, and then fought with the heavy team. up."
The devil actually landed after throwing a spear
That is to say, the current chaos is caused by the intrusion of the enemy from the rear. The substitutes are temporarily unable to approach the fortress artillery. Those who come to relieve the siege are the reserves placed in the middle, and the front line is still intact.
After realizing this, Fanner immediately understood his responsibility.
He had to get the garrison guns working again.
The enemy wanted to prevent them from bombarding the approaching swarm of demons, and he must not let the other party do so easily.
As long as the front line is not breached, this enemy will sooner or later be eliminated by the tank team.
Although I don't know where His Majesty found such a group of monster-like warriors, who can carry a pile of equipment that weighs as much as a field gun without breathing, but one thing is certain, even if these elite warriors face the ferocious devil, they will not be able to breathe. Absolutely will not fall.
"The injured will be handed over to you!"
Fanner bowed and trotted to the scattered ammunition boxes, picked up a warhead with all his strength, swayed it back to the barrel, and pushed it into the barrel.
Then there are two charges.
What used to take two people to do became one person, and just one reload left him feeling a little out of breath. After covering his mouth with his sleeve and taking a deep breath, he began to adjust the firing angle of the artillery according to the speed of the previous enemy.
Just then, the first responder screamed at him.
"Sir, be careful behind you!"
In an instant, Fanner felt the blood all over his body coagulate. He didn't even have time to turn around, so he rolled on the spot subconsciously!
And this act saved him.
He only heard the sound of "clang", and an axe swept over his head, smashed on the bolt, and shot out a series of sparks.
He raised his head and immediately met a mad demon!
"Luoga!" The mad demon drew his axe and roared towards him.
After it was over, there was only one thought left in Fanner's mind. Although he had a saber on his waist, the posture of lying down made him unable to pull it out at all, and even if he had the hilt in his hand, how could he block the opponent's next blow? These guys are monsters with power and speed far exceeding that of ordinary humans!
Seeing that the opponent was about to chop off the battle axe, Fanner couldn't help but reach out and stop in front of him.
"Crack!"
An ice wall suddenly rose, and the axe just fell on the end of the wall, splashing a little ice crystal.
This is... Saved
He turned his head in shock, only to see a blue-haired witch grabbing forward with one hand, looking at the devil calmly, "Behind me."
Fanner gritted his teeth, and even though his feet were too soft to stand up, he still rolled and crawled to the witch's side.
"Gah, Faka!"
Even if he didn't understand the devil's language, he could feel the strong anger and killing intent of the enemy.
The opponent rushed out from behind the ice wall, half squatted down, and his right arm holding the axe swelled violently.
The witch did not retreat, but advanced, and the ice spread under her feet, like a god in charge of the harsh winter.
When the devil waved his arm, an ice edge rushed out from the ground, and he couldn't help but fly the axe straight up, and at the same time folded its arm into a strange shape. Half a gray-white bone pierced the surface of the skin, and a few strands of muscles were exposed to the air, and its appearance was very terrifying.
Without waiting for the other party to scream, the ice crystals that were no longer barefoot climbed upward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few seconds, the enemy was frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Thank you... thank you," Fanner finally let out a sigh of relief.
"It's not over yet, the second wave of spear throwing is coming." The witch looked at the dusty air, "Miss Moriel!"
By the way, he suddenly remembered that the devil's spear attack was at intervals. Since the madman just now was able to drive his arm to expand, it meant that the sky became dangerous again.
However, who is Miss Moriel in the mouth of the savior? Is it really okay not to dodge now
"give it to me."
Just when he was puzzled, a slightly childish voice came from a distance.
Then Fanner saw an incredible scene!
A translucent blue sphere appeared on the top of his head without warning, and it continued to expand as if inflated, and soon included the surrounding area of nearly ten meters. At the same time, the tentacles on both sides of the ball swayed left and right, dragging the lightly wounded who were not sent away into the range covered by the ball.
And the enemy's attack came as promised at this time.
Five or six bone spears shot down like lightning and penetrated straight into the sphere. Fanner could clearly see the ripples drawn by the spear tips, as if they had pierced into viscous water. The turbulent ripples overlapped each other, making the sphere tremble as if it would burst at any moment, but in the end, the bone spear came to rest a few meters above the ground.
"Good job," the blue-haired witch put away the ice in her hand, and then looked at Vanna, "The danger here has been eliminated for the time being, you can take your subordinates to retreat first."
"How about that," the latter gritted his teeth and forced himself to get up from the ground, "I haven't made this bunch of damned guys suffer enough."
Now he only needs to complete the last step.
Vanner limped to the fortress gun, grabbed the match, and yanked it back!
The scorching muzzle wind instantly dissipated the floating dust, and the artillery positions that had been silent for a quarter of an hour resounded with an earth-shattering roar!