Chapter 53 Death (4) [Happy New Year!]

Lieutenant Andrews, who belonged to the Order of the Sun Eaters, wrapped himself in a gray-black cloak. Through the too narrow field of view of the MK III power armor, he observed the attack of Ran Dan's army.

As always, he first saw the endless wave of slave armies. They were like a bombed ant nest, gathering into a dense and confused legion, advancing at all costs in fear and panic, and then even more

Groups of people fell down under the intense firepower, bombs, landmines and barbed wire.

Those mortals, maybe they don't have the courage to face the several-meter-tall Ran Dan soldiers, nor the strength to pick up the blade and chop off thousands of alien heads, but let them stay in the cold trenches and let them hold their hands

Every bullet under my feet and every cannonball under my feet must be fired as accurately as possible, and it can still be done.

For a time, thousands of muzzles were firing, and thousands of explosions were bursting out. Every inch of Lieutenant Andrews' field of vision was occupied by the smell of gunpowder and flames. He looked at every trench and every trench.

The fire-yellow steel barrages constantly spewed out from a fortress formed an airtight rain of death, just like a mechanical curling blade harvesting a ripe wheat field, dropping hundreds, thousands, and thousands of bullets in an instant.

Death and carnage.

These death cries poured out mercilessly on Ran Dan's slave army, causing bloodshed, roars and crackling sounds. This chaotic sonata spread for more than ten kilometers, even if they stayed on the front line.

The medical troops at the rear could hear it clearly.

Andrews watched all this in silence, watching thousands of alien slaves being eaten alive by the fanatical firepower of the human defenders, or even more tragically: some unfortunate guys just had their limbs broken and fell to the ground,

Their only way to die is to be trampled to death by thousands of newcomers.

But there are also some accidents that will occur. Andrews can see the outstanding ones among the slave cannon fodder. Either they are particularly lucky, or they have extremely strong strength and body, which allows these terrifying monsters to rush in headfirst.

In the trenches of the defenders, they used their claws, rage and irrational bloodthirsty madness to create massacres.

When thousands of aliens of all types fell on the charge, hundreds of mutilated human corpses were also left behind in the trenches.

But for the armies of attackers and defenders, all this is insignificant and insignificant. They are like water droplets scattered when two huge waves hit each other. Thousands of lives are lost in the army.

The battlefield is nothing more than a bunch of cheap objects that are not even as good as a pile of dirt, nothing more than a sand table and the most inconspicuous little flag, nothing more than a deal that benefits neither party: the human army curbed Ran Dan's offensive, but

Their first line of defense is already crumbling.

Rustling sounds kept ringing around him, and more and more soldiers were sent into the tunnel. Some of their faces were covered with sweat, and big drops of sweat kept dripping from their chins. Some of them looked like dead bodies.

Silence, only the trembling fingers can reveal a little bit of the breath of living people, and some of them have been muttering something in a low voice, even silently, with their eyes closed tightly, like praying.

"See you later."

The first person contacted was the Tech Sergeant, the only one not on the front lines at this time.

"I see."

Latobis was luckier: a bullet hit him in front of him, and the blown stones went deep like sharp arrows. One of them was deeply embedded in Latobis's right arm.

, allowing Sen Bai's bones and tendons to be exposed to the air all of a sudden.

Damn it, it wants to kill something, anything.

"Destroy, burn, annihilate, kill, don't let any aliens pass our defenses."

The wind was sweeping, roaring, playing with an ecstasy that was almost crying, and telling the gods above the clouds their sincere appreciation for such a great weapon of destruction.

The never-ending wind on the Sabis River swept across again with unprecedented violence, as if an angry god was scolding.

Only Carmen felt annoyed.

"What should I do with [alpha]?"

Those dark angels, those great opponents, if they don't hurry up, it will be too late.

"Let them die!"

Lathobis could hear the sounds of sobbing and hesitant footsteps on the ground. Some people seemed to have gone crazy and kept whispering illogical words. He was not sure which ones were crying, timid, and angry.

He didn't know whether he was the one who was crazy. He just emptied his brain and loaded bullets blindly, even though they seemed useless.

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No one saw clearly what happened, except that the sword was held tightly in the hands of the Angel of Death at some point.

"It's me. What appears here on the bridge is Ran Dan's main army. The ratio of their number of warriors to electromagnetic individual weapons meets the standard, and even exceeds it by a lot. It is very likely that the [upper overlord] is leading the army."

But just as Latobis and a group of wounded and sick people walked through two trenches and gradually approached the temporary medical position at the end of the bridge, he heard some kind of harsh and sharp sound.

"clear."

Sergeant Latobis's ears were bleeding. He couldn't stop the bleeding. He subconsciously touched it and saw that half of his palms were dyed red. For a moment, he couldn't tell which ones were dyed from his ears.

Blood, and some of it is caused by sharp stones scratching the skin.

"No, I can't control the direction accurately now... Wait, I think I have found the position."

At that moment, he only felt that the sun was completely blocked. An extremely huge, extremely powerful, extremely calm, extremely trustworthy and reassuring existence passed by him. He finally stopped on the rugged road in front of the trench.

Standing on the uneven land.

The technical sergeant was silent for a moment, just a moment.

But when the first gap is opened, everything may be unstoppable.

Hundreds of Ran Dan's warriors, and at least a dozen times the slave army, were shrouded by the black curtain that stretched straight to the sky. Their only cry was a few panicked shrapnel, which shattered a dozen mortals.

The head or limbs of a soldier.

The sound of the wind became more violent and sharper. It slapped the cloth and stones and made a strange laughter.

Andrews paused.

He heard laughter again, it was not Ran Dan's, but the laughter in the wind, a suppressed and expectant laughter, just like a spectator looking forward to the next piece of music.

An unprecedented neighing sound rang out in Ran Dan's battle line. Along with the angry rebuke of this majestic voice, hundreds of muzzles were pointed at the Angel of Death.

Maybe two.

"enough!"

Picking up the weapon, he walked into the trench.

The next moment, guns and cannons fired.

"I need you to go to the rear of Ran Dan's army. They should have deployed a long-range fire position, which is enough to completely destroy our combat power out of sight. I can't spare any manpower now..."

That’s all…

The technical sergeant gave a brief report, while Andrews listened quietly. Neither of them spoke. There were some questions that the technical sergeant did not ask, and Andrews naturally did not answer them.

Its voice passed through the empty hillside, and after a while, the excited responses from the [Overlords] came.

No one could see clearly what was happening, at least mortals like Lathobis. They could only observe a black whirlwind spinning around the weapon standing on the ground, and the rubbing of the sword.

The screams, the accurate hits of bullets, and the incomprehensible but clearly incomprehensible screams uttered by the Ran Dan alien before it died were intertwined with the incredible and horrifying screams, filling every inch of the air above the land.

middle.

An uncontrollable impulse and desire was constantly roaring in Carmen's chest, like a carnivorous beast that was completely aroused and was frantically trying to break free because of hunger.

There was a war going on there, a grand, great war breaking out so close to him, but he had not yet joined in.

Andrews will never forget Ran Dan's offensive: the consumption of the slave army can even last for several days and nights, and Ran Dan's main force either appears upright in front of them under the cover of artillery fire, and fights against each other, or from the shadow and light

Attacks were launched in the center, and the most feared ones were the elite legions wielding psychic powers or forbidden technologies. The amount of blood shed against them was enough to make any Dark Angel never forget it.

"Escort her to the bridge and someone will take her over."

Lathobis stared at the figure.

The battle begins.

"Tell them, prepare to [teleport]. I can't wait to kill something. The time for science and explanation classes is over. Now it's time for war, fighting and blood."

Ran Dan's slave army took about half a standard hour to rush into the first line of defense, tearing to pieces or devouring at least a thousand defenders. Then, Ran Dan's soldiers rushed into the trenches and tunnels, steel

The intertwining with blood soon turned into a pure human cry.

"If I haven't sent back a report after one Terran Standard Time, I will send someone to take over our position."

But even with such sacrifices, Morse's Flesh Mill still lasted for several Terran Standard Months. It was not until Ran Dan's head coach was beheaded that this bloody war ended with the rout and destruction of the aliens.

He spoke quietly, and Andrews remained silent.

But he is faster.

Whether it was hundreds of Ran Dan's soldiers or everything in the trenches behind them, they only had time to shoot a few deadly bullets and flames before the disaster struck, creating endless smoke in the sand, and before the angel of death.

Tiny scars pop up on the armor.

"What a powerful new weapon, isn't it?"

Just like that, I don't know how long it took, until a hoarse scream broke through the dead sky.

But it was not without gain. Scattered bullets were flying around the trenches, and some unlucky soldiers were hit directly. Their heads were scattered like rags, and red and white liquid flowed all over the floor.

The moment Latropis and the other wounded were helped away from the trench, the order of the Angel of Death also reached their ears, although it was not directed at them.

Then, the sergeant ended the communication.

Finally, he picked up the communicator.

Hoarse cheers rushed out, and the ten blades were raised high, releasing their murderous loyalty towards the great declaration of [Overlord Carmen].
To be continued...