"That's the way it is."
In the tent that had been set up, Zero told the important members of his team about the tasks assigned by his superiors. Su, Feng, Berrien, Brown, Yeliu, Haiwei, Liya. All the ability users in the zero team were present, and the geographical environment of the Arc de Triomphe Bridge and the western end of the canyon were displayed on the brain screen in Zero's hand. He handed over his intellectual brain to Brown, and he observed the terrain and set up a defensive plan as soon as possible.
As for other people, they also obtained information on the occupation of some alien lives in the western city. These information were collected by the Golden Tomahawk through half a year of fighting. It can be said that they are information exchanged for blood, so they are extremely precious.
There are a total of more than 20 races in the gathering of intelligent races this time, except for the scattered races, among which there are three alien races worth noting. The three alien races are the Pelydon, the Payson, and the Arek. Among them, the appearance of the Pelydon tribe is like a combination of a wolf and an eagle. They have an upright werewolf body, two wings on their backs, and can fly short and medium distances. They are natural paratroopers; Giant pythons, their average body length is about 300 feet, their skin is rough and rough, and their strength and defense are the crowns of alien races; as for the last Arik tribe, these guys are like demons from hell, with a lion head and a human body, covering their entire body. In a layer of flames. They are born with fire element abilities, able to use most low-level fire abilities, and are very troublesome long-range attackers.
The origins of the names of these three races are all based on their appearance and comparison with monsters in myths and legends. The alien races originally evolved wisdom from mutant beasts. In a sense, they are not much different from those monsters in myths and legends.
"It seems that this task is not easy." Brown scratched his head, adjusted the topographic map to the suburb between the canyon and the city, and said, "This will be a buffer zone between the city and the bridge. If conditions permit, We can build effective fortifications and even battle bunkers here. It should be able to slow down the attacking rhythm of those monsters, well, the defense line should also be set up a few more fucking layers, and finally they can be separated when they charge in groups, and then to annihilate."
"Will this be too passive?" Haiwei tilted her head, reached out to snatch the Brain from Brown, and then pulled the topographic map to directly adjust to the location of the city. Haiwei reached out her hand and tapped on the screen: "To me, it's better to take the initiative to attack. As long as they get their attention, will they still have the intention to attack the bridge? If they attack the bridge as usual, then we will take the opportunity to demolish them." Let’s compare and see who’s faster. Anyway, we still have two legions of Golden Tomahawk and Doomhammer on our side, so we won’t destroy them no matter what.”
"Let me say that you are naive or innocent?" Brown rubbed the stubble of his chin and said with a dry smile, "First of all, we don't have enough troops. I don't even think we have enough manpower for defense. You still have to take the initiative to attack? Second, just Let you take the initiative to attack. Miss, do you know how big this city is? What are the areas occupied by foreign races? How is the distribution of troops? If you rush in like you, I am afraid that you will not go deep into the center of the city. Give the opponent a numerical advantage to eat."
"I didn't say head-to-head with them. Uncle, don't you look at how complicated the city's transportation network is. We can use guerrilla tactics to fight them in the streets, and limit the battlefield to a small space to make up for the number to the greatest extent. the difference on
"So a little girl like you who hasn't developed a breast yet doesn't understand anything. Would it work if you apply human tactics to a group of monsters? Think about it, the so-called street fighting is against those flying in the sky. Is something that crawls on the ground and as big as a train meaningful? Among other things, as long as three or two members of the Arik tribe come, they can turn your so-called street fighting into plain fighting. In this case, you Still insist on taking the initiative?"
"Hey, let's talk about it, I'm going to be angry about personal attacks!" Haiwei waved her powder fist to demonstrate, it seems that she still cares about her breasts.
"Okay, okay." Zero interrupted the tit-for-tat between the two: "Brown's approach is not wrong, but Haiwei's proposal is not impossible to consider. A general once said that pure defense is passive, and appropriate Counterattack is the best defense. Therefore, I would like to combine the opinions of Brown and Haiwei, while doing a good job of defense, we might as well take harassing attacks on the enemy city. At present, our defense work will appear to be more difficult, so In terms of tactics, we need to be more flexible in order to divide these pressures. Brown, and Hai Wei, you two should make up your mind. Others can dismiss and rest, and we will set off in the afternoon after recovering our spirits."
Just as Zero finished speaking, a piercing siren sounded outside the camp suddenly. Everyone's expressions knew that something had happened. A few seconds later, Sol's dignified voice sounded on the communicator: "We have been raided. A large number of alien races have suddenly flooded into the west of the Arc de Triomphe Bridge. They have seized the west side of the bridge and are attacking along the bridge. At present, the Golden Tomahawk The defenders are fighting them, Zero, I want you to dispatch immediately and drive these monsters back to me."
"Understood." Zero turned off the communicator and said to Brown: "Assemble the soldiers, we have work to do!"
The battle broke out suddenly, and a large number of alien races from the west quickly seized one side of the bridge and attacked the human army camp in the east along the bridge. The Golden Tomahawk army quickly counterattacked, but for the sake of protecting the bridge, the dozens of high-speed anti-aircraft guns placed on the edge of the canyon were useless. The Golden Tomahawk could only dispatch a large number of servants to enter from the roughly completed east bridge, and had a fierce encounter with the alien army in the middle of the bridge.
As soon as Zero left the tent, he heard a huge gunshot from the direction of the bridge, accompanied by flames and thick smoke rising inside. The violent explosion made people worry that it would cause irreparable damage to the main structure of the bridge.
Outside the barracks, the soldiers of the Golden Tomahawk were leaving the barracks one after another. There were so many people that they didn't know. Under the command of the non-commissioned officer, the soldiers lined up and rushed to the direction of the Arc de Triomphe Bridge in an orderly manner. But Zero knew that these were just servants of the Golden Tomahawk, and the real core strength of Tyre's army was ability users with an average strength around the fourth level. They all wore golden battle armor, uniformly used alloy giant axes, and adopted close combat tactics.
It is not difficult to find ability users with strength around the fourth level, and it is not impossible to incorporate fourth-level fighters into the thousand-man group. However, it is not so easy to unify weapons and tactics in order to maximize the strength of the group in battle. It takes long-term honing to cultivate a tacit understanding between advancing and retreating in battle, and the golden battle axes do not have a training ground in Asgard, and the place where they train is often on the real battlefield.
This is an iron-blooded army that came out of the battlefield. Although it is not as good as Doomhammer in terms of the level of ability users and tactical flexibility, it is not much inferior in terms of combat power. And the performance on the battlefield is better than Doomhammer.
Although he didn't see those regular soldiers in golden armor, from these servants, Zero could feel the well-trained military quality, which was a temperament that the sloppy members of Doomhammer could not condense.
Behind him, Brown was leading Zero's 300 soldiers trotting over. The team of James and Staley also appeared later, and before Zero had time to say hello to them, the two had already led the team straight to the front line. Zero could only shake his head, and ordered Brown to lead the soldiers to get up later, and he called other capable users to rush to the Arc de Triomphe Bridge first.
The battle on the Arc de Triomphe Bridge is in full swing, and this time the alien race is attacking a monster similar to a baboon. But unlike the baboons of the old days, these alien races have no hair, four eyes, nose augmentation, and dense bone spurs on their backs, just like a hedgehog. They are fast and agile. Even if the main bridge body of the Arc de Triomphe Bridge is only laid to the middle, and the bridge body on the west side has only one skeleton.
But these monsters are nimbly climbing on the skeleton of the bridge, they will cling to the relatively fragile parts, and then the blood of the whole body is boiling, and every cell is burning. These alien races are completely burning their own lives, exploding the life essence of decades or more in an instant in exchange for terrifying biological energy.
When the energy reaches a certain critical point, a bright red blood-red flame will bloom from the monster's body, and then explode into a cloud of blood. The blood cloud has considerable explosive power, and its impact is no less than being directly hit by a heavy artillery. The shock wave released by the explosion caused a certain degree of damage to the structure of the bridge. Perhaps the threat of two or three clouds of blood was limited, but under successive attacks, even if titanium alloy was used as the main structure of the bridge, it could not withstand such damage.
Fortunately, after the alien raid, the defenders arranged by the Golden Tomahawk on the bridge quickly counterattacked. They occupied the middle section of the bridge, and used intensive fire coverage to drive these monsters back, or directly knocked down the bridge. Under the bridge is the Shadow Canyon shrouded in darkness. No matter how strong the vitality of these alien races is, if they fall directly like this, they will be smashed to pieces.
But they didn't stop attacking because of this, but became crazier. While some of the monsters were destroying the structure of the bridge, others quickly approached the human defenders through the bridge. After approaching the distance between the two sides, the monsters will fall crazily. Their attack methods are monotonous but crazy, tearing with claws, biting with teeth, and using their flesh and blood to fight against the modern guns of the human defense forces.
This is a fierce battle, and lives are lost every minute and every second. The flowers of flesh and blood bloom one after another in the middle of the bridge, some of which are of alien races, and some of which are human. Two different races, but at this moment their blood is entangled, no distinction between each other.
In addition to burning life and exploding itself like a biological bomb, monsters have another attack method. They often curl up when they jump into the crowd. With hundreds of bone spurs on the back, they will bounce and scatter in all directions. The penetration of bone spurs is limited, but there are many of them. From time to time, unlucky soldiers were directly pierced by bone spurs in relatively weak places such as throats or eyes, and all of them died.
And even if it only hits a non-fatal part such as a thigh or arm, it will be torn to pieces by the monster because of distraction.
When Zero came to the bridge with other capable users, what he saw was a bloody killing scene. The others are fine, Liya has never seen such a scene, and her face turned pale. The smell of blood rushing towards her face, as well as the blood and internal organs splashed on the bridge deck, made her feel like vomiting.
But before Zero and the others, James and Staley, who had arrived first, had already entered the battle.
James turned into a scythe demon. He was covered with a special crystal armor, with round energy crystals embedded on his chest and forehead. In the hands of James, a hideous black sickle is constantly flying. The handle of the sickle can be decomposed step by step according to needs, so that when James wields the sickle, the attack range can be far or near.
There is a faint layer of energy flame attached to James' sickle, which makes the sickle extremely sharp. Many times, when James swiped his scythe, the aliens were not different at first, and could even move freely for 1 to 2 seconds. But when this time limit is reached, one or more flat cuts will appear on their bodies, and then they will become a piece of ground meat.
And just like that, James killed quietly and gracefully with his scythe. Under his scythe, no monster could survive 3 seconds at all.
Compared with James' quiet killing, Staley did it vigorously.
This martial artist, who was promoted from a fighting master, fully demonstrated the fighting concept of using the body as a weapon. Staley's whole body was wrapped in gorgeous energy armor, which was like the light armor that appeared when Hesu launched the destructive stance, and served as a defensive energy armor. It's just that the martial artist's energy armor is more focused on defense. No matter whether the monster tears it with its claws, shoots bone spurs, or even uses self-destruction, it can't hurt Stary at all.
And under the protection of the energy armor, Starley rushed into the enemy group without fear. His punches and legs are filled with terrifying power, each attack is more than 10 tons of fists and feet, let alone a monster hit from the front. Even if it's just scratched, it's the end of a broken flesh. Starley is like a meat grinder, wherever the figure goes, only deformed and twisted corpses are left behind.
After these two high-level ability users joined, the situation immediately reversed. The aliens were constantly being forced to retreat, which greatly increased the confidence of the human defenders. They cooperated with the actions of the two of James and used powerful firepower to suppress the monster's offensive. It was unimaginable in the old days that only two people could reverse the entire fighting situation like this, but in this turbulent era, it is nothing more than a natural thing.
The emergence of abilities has led to the emergence of two different groups of people, ordinary people and capable people. Although the base number of the former is hundreds of times or even more than that of the latter, the irony is that the ones occupying the top of the pyramid are the ability users with a relatively small base. On the other hand, high-level ability users firmly occupy the top of the food chain, and the strength of individuals may not be clearly reflected when they are below the eighth level. But once the ability breaks through to the eighth level, it will bring about a qualitative change.
Just like the two of James at this moment, in front of the eighth-level power, the number of low-level creatures is just a set of numbers. Facing two powerhouses of the eighth rank, these baboon-like aliens could only be slaughtered.
The eighth step is the watershed! Looking at the killing on the west side of the bridge, Zero couldn't help thinking of Sol's words.