Chapter 1123 A bloody case caused by a conversation
No, there are 6 armored vehicles on both sides of the square, and they still have the power to fight.
Amid the dust, fire, screams, explosions, and cries, the armored vehicles moved. Some areas collapsed, and hidden sentry robots were pushed out of the ground and rows of bullets were shot out in succession.
However, the 7.62mm caliber warhead landed on the surface of silver-white armor and sparked everywhere, making a jingling sound, leaving no effect except for leaving unclear bullet marks.
Three armored vehicles drove out from the corner near the prison gate, and bypassed the large cement blocks landing on the ground in an S-shaped trajectory, and rushed to the foot of the mecha. It can be seen that the driver has good skills and his thinking is very clear. It is better to launch an attack under his feet in the face of this behemoth, because it is the shooting dead corner of the mecha.
The armored vehicles behind followed suit and circled the large mechas in different lines, thinking that this could disrupt the enemy's attack rhythm. But just as they broke through the dust and rushed forward like close-ups in countless science fiction blockbusters, the tires rolled over the gravel rubble, as fast as wind and thunder, and the roof of the car was bursting out countless lights and rains, the shoulders of the huge mechas, which were 6 stories high, suddenly ejected like dragon flames, and more than twenty missiles flew in the air, rotating and folding, kissing the ground of the square one after another with vigorous flames.
Boom, Boom, Boom... Explosions were everywhere, flames and black smoke soared into the air, and gravels splashed out. Some of the armored vehicles were overturned to the ground, with wheels rotating, and some were directly blown into burning wreckage. From time to time, secondary explosions appeared, throwing out the broken iron pieces.
A lucky man crawled out of a rolling armored vehicle, his right face was stained with a large piece of blood, crawling forward with the sound of flames around him, just trying to stay away from the cars at risk of explosion.
He thought of the danger behind him, but forgot the enemy in front of him. When a shadow covered the sun with his true appearance for some unknown reason, it was too late.
"Ah..." Accompanied by the screams of despair, the steel feet fell ruthlessly, and the lucky ones eventually became a pool of disgusting meat paste on the concrete floor.
The sticky blood fell to the ground with the lifting of the steel feet, and fell into bright red on the riddled concrete ground. The huge mecha began to move forward, heading towards the gradually opened prison gate, and towards the armored convoy that came to hear the sound outside.
In just a few minutes, the originally neat, flat, and bright front square turned into a ruined ruin, stained with blood and flames.
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As the archangel left the place, the shadow blocking the sunlight became lower and lower, and a trace of light leaked from the ruined window, stinging the eyes of Meldan and Dalil, while also allowing their frightened consciousness to return to their bodies.
Tick, tick... The sound of water droplets falling to the ground came from the area where Guy Forlin was located. It was not blood but urine.
This nationally renowned economic expert was scared to pee... Of course, it may be that the penetration injury on the back of his hand was really painful, so he couldn't control his sphincter, which led to a scene before him.
The smell of urine came with the wind pouring in from the window, and this experience was obviously not wonderful enough.
Perhaps because he knew what was going on, the man who was originally half-squatting on the table jumped to the ground.
"Hmph...humph...humph." The heavy breathing aggravated the tension in the conference room.
Meldan lay on the ground and rubbed against the door, hoping to find an opportunity to escape from the room, but when he stretched out his hand for the third time and moved forward with his body, the wind sounded and the coolness entered his body. When he looked up, the bright red blood was spread on the floor, and then there was a biting pain.
Just like what happened to Guy Forlin, a dagger was inserted into the back of his hand, nailing it to the depths of the floor.
"Ah..." The pig-killing scream sounded again, perhaps because of the younger ones, louder, more powerful, and higher than the howling of Guy Forlin before.
Dalier was not stabbed through the back of his hand by a dagger, perhaps because the man only had two daggers.
Dalier was kicked out and smashed a big hole in the conference table. He was embedded in it and could not move. He could only pant and shout in a trembling voice: "You... who are you... who are you?"
As Mayor of Melinxing Helt, when did he receive such treatment and be beaten like a wild dog?
He has never been like this, Meldan has never been like this, and Guy Forlin has never been like this. A dagger nails the economist to the conference table, and a dagger nails the Mr. Commissioner to the floor.
They couldn't figure out what they had encountered, nor did they know what was happening outside, and only heard the sound of explosions and landslides.
The figure walked towards the door, and there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside. It was supposed to be the prison guard on duty in the office building who was rushing to rescue them. This made the three of them feel the light of hope and revenge. They must make the guy who hurt them regret coming to the world. They must...
Amid their curse, the figure opened the door without any warning, which was very natural and peaceful.
With a whisper, the door opened. Commissioner Meldan, who was facing the corridor, did not see the expected prison guard, no... this is inaccurate. He saw the prison guard, but it was different from the one in his mind. He was not standing, lying down, not holding a gun, and bleeding.
Yes, the prison guards outside fell to the ground and were all dead. Only the police chief was nailed to the door opposite the conference room with a dagger and whispering with his toes.
A man in the same outfit walked into the room, found a clean seat and sat down, and took off the evil ghost mask from his face.
Without the hidden light, Dalil could clearly see the visitors, and felt that their equipment looked familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere, but he could not remember where he had seen it anyway. Until later, the guy who entered the room took off his mask and revealed an ordinary but cold face, and a name suddenly flashed through his mind.
Tang Fang! It's him, it's him... The little devil in the Dilal star system who made the entire Hillenbel region have no Ning Ri. Didn't he go to investigate the whereabouts of God's armed forces? Why did he appear here?
"How did you show up here? How did you show up here?" Dalier struggled to remember, but one foot fell and stuffed him back into the hole in the conference table.
This kick was much harder than the one just now. The heartache from his ribs made him scream with a shrill scream. The broken wooden stubble cut his face, and blood dripped down his chin, wetting the precious tie.
Tang Fang shook his head, slid the swivel chair to the multimedia control module in the corner of the room, inserted the data leads of the harsh environmental protective clothing into the universal excuse, opened the monitor hanging on the north wall, and looked at the three people behind him.
The economist had a pale face and lay on the table, looking like a dying old dog.
"Hey, hey, my old professor, you can't just die like that." He snapped his fingers, ghost walked forward and performed an IV injection to Guy Forlin's arm.
He looked at Meldan who was nailed to the ground again, and smiled and said, "It's great, it's great... You three say a few words to exchange for the destruction of the local government on the planet... It's great, it's great..."
He said four things in a row, and the cold sweat on the foreheads of Meldan and Dalier were pouring out like boiling oil.
"Think about it carefully, I haven't been a terrorist for a long time. A great hero, a great savior, etc. will be bored if you hear too much. Occasionally changing your taste can bring some freshness to your unchanging life."
"Terrorist...well, terrorist...what should it be that guy Bukharin?" He tilted his neck and thought for a while, then smiled, used his thumb, index finger and middle finger to make a pistol shape, pointed at Meldan and said, "I want to destroy you on behalf of the moon...pia,pia..."
This is very childish, really childish, but Meldan and Dalil didn't find it funny at all. On the contrary, it hurts and is very bitter.
Pain comes from wounds, and bitterness takes root in the heart.
They didn't expect Tang Fang to come to Meilinxing anyway, and they would never expect to be eyeing Shanghai Erte City. If they knew that this kid came here, they wouldn't say that even if they beat them to death.
However, there is neither a regret medicine nor a time machine in this world. They really hit the muzzle, not... it should be said to hit the muzzle.
The three people sentenced the Melinstar government to death in one conversation. They knew very well that the guy in front of them could do it, and the Georgia star system under the rule of the Singer family in the United Kingdom of Tulanx is a good example.
The gears of destruction have begun to rotate, and the explosion outside the wall is like the sound of the death bell.
Tang Fang stopped talking and looked at the monitor on the north wall as if he was enjoying a grand war drama.
The Archangel had already flown into the sky, and the ground was a convoy of armored vehicles. One of the tanks seemed to be cut by a long sword, and the front of the car was divided into two, looking particularly miserable.
The far-reaching checkpoint was submerged in a flame, and the flying dragon was shuttled through the low altitude, leaving behind a black shadow from time to time, falling on the back of the military truck driving on the road, blood mist suddenly appeared, and all the soldiers turned into dead bodies under the vicious blade.
In the sky, the cannon bullets of military fighter jets clearly hit the target, but the golden fighter jets were like mirrors and water moons, leaving a phantom on the spot, suddenly appearing in another position, pouring the beam of death into the fighter jets. The steel butchers used to show off their military power to civilians fell from the clouds like dumplings, and fell to the ground to bloom into big fireballs after fire.
The frigates and airships from the garrisoned navy began to enter the inland battlefield. The figure of the Zeus-class armed landing craft appeared in the clouds. The 60mm-caliber Gatling machine cannon ejected a huge tongue of flames, sweeping the surrounding haze, leaving a dense bullet hole on the side of the frigate. As the flames and black smoke produced by the explosion surged out, the hull began to roll and fell to the ground with strong wind and flames. The combat airship next to it was unable to continue the escort mission under the attack of laser beams from somewhere, and it was difficult for the assistance to the Governor's Office to advance smoothly.
On the ground, the giant elephant's towering body covered the snow roof in the distance, and the beam of destruction swept out a molten hell on the grassland. The soldiers wearing power armor turned into scorched corpses, and even the steel was ignited. The high-temperature iron juice melted the flesh and blood, emitting a special fragrance. A golden statue nearly ten meters high kicked the retreating tank at full speed into a rolling hoist, and then hit the high wall of the missile base, collapsing the thick wall that was enough to resist the nuclear explosion, clamped the gap, popped out the head, and shot parallel red dead light from his eyes, turning the chaotic traffic and soldiers into fiercely burning steel and rolling firemen on the playground.
Between the hills, a nearly 500-meter aerospace mothership flew out from a slowly opened hole. However, before leaving the mountainous areas, missiles rose one after another between the valley entrance and the dense forest, exploding in the black chassis, causing a wave of fire like clouds. In a farther distance, four 250mm Punisher artillery behind Thor extended and began to carry out differential bombings. The nearby hurricane tanks continued to shoot typhoon missiles as the aerospace mothership moved.
The flames that bloomed quickly on the side were like bubbles surging with boiling water. Before a large guy with a variety of weapon platforms had left the mountains, he plunged into the valley and shoveled a piece of wood. The subsequent explosion made the entire area shroud in black smoke and fire.
There is an artificial island in the center of the Oriental Bay area of Deltas. It is located on the center of Melin Star's power, and the magnificent Governor's Mansion. The sky here has always been clean and clear, far from comparable to the city of Helt.
The sun can still be seen today, but the most conspicuous one is the Liberator floating above the bridge from the artificial island to the city, which has been deployed in a defensive mode, and the burning magnetic levitators on the bridge are their masterpieces.
Any vehicle that is driven out of the Governor's House will be slag by artillery fire from the sky.
Although Melin is a remote planet, located on the border of the Republic of Ida, the in charge here is still very concerned about their own life safety. This is reflected in the artificial island not only an artificial island, but also a semi-militarized base. After the sudden military crisis shrouded the world, the command department distinguished the identity of the attacker from the image of those combat units, the ground in the core area of the Governor's Office began to sink, the main building shrank deep, and the slowly closed nuclear explosion-proof gates covered the sky.
This is not the end. The thick iron curtain contained in the island is rising, closing the core area of the island. From a distance, it is clearly a semicircular gray barrier.
It is obvious that the artillery of the Liberator is not enough to break through the dual defense of the Governor's Office and kill the high-ranking officials and nobles inside.
However, when a huge shadow appeared above the sky with a flowing cloud, the people in the city shouted in panic. It was Captain Tang's T-type ship that entered the inland of the planet. The warship of more than 500 meters easily overcomes the planet's gravity. The scene in front of him exceeded everyone's expectations... and it was not one, but three.
The sudden red light illuminated many people's eyes, as if four suns were hanging in the sky. Three of them became redder and brighter, as if they could feel the heat from a distance.
Then, the sky suddenly lit up, and the terrifying flames fell like a huge meteor piercing the sky, into the bay area where the Governor's Office is located in the eastern city.
Chapter completed!