Stepping on the weapons rack on the left side of an armed helicopter, Gu Xiechen was brought into the battlefield where the fighting was fierce.
The Holcam family is the second elector family of the Romans. The meaning of the elector family is that the king of the Romans can only come from the direct descendants of the elector family. The potential power of the Holcam family can be imagined.
, although it was just an ordinary smuggling load, there were more than two hundred Roman senior soldiers accompanying the spacecraft.
The big explosion of the engine at the tail of the spacecraft cleanly killed more than 70 senior Roman warriors who were standing closest. More than 40 of the remaining 100 people lost their combat effectiveness, and more than 80 people were just blown away.
They were slightly shaken when they went out, but they still had full combat effectiveness under the protection of the energy armor.
As soon as the elite soldiers of the Hell's Angels mercenary group were snatched out of the dense forest, the senior Roman warriors immediately launched a stormy counterattack.
High-energy particle streams as thick as the mouth of a bowl rushed out from the long-handled ax gun silently. The comet-shaped particle stream instantly ionized the nearby air. Each particle stream rolled up a super-strong plasma with a diameter of three meters.
The air masses were really like falling meteors rushing towards the soldiers of the Hells Angels mercenary group. The mercenary soldiers who had just rushed out of the dense forest in full armor were hit hard on the head by the particle flow.
The human body was torn apart and scattered in all directions, and the particle flow detonated the grenades and bullets in the magazines hanging on the mercenaries. For a moment, there was an explosion like exploding beans in the dense forest.
Several light armored vehicles had just rushed out of the woods, and the two large-caliber multi-barreled cannons on the roof of the armored vehicles had just fired a dozen rounds, and dozens of particle streams were fired at the head. The armored vehicle body was shot through the bowl openings.
Thick holes and plasma blasts exploded inside the armored vehicle. The driver inside the vehicle could only let out a final scream before it turned into a wisp of smoke in the flash of blue light. The several-ton vehicle was blown away.
It exploded ten meters away, killing and injuring all the nearby mercenary soldiers.
More than 80 Roman warriors gathered together while firing accurately. They relied on the large pieces of burning waste on the landing field as bunkers, and for a while they suppressed the charge of thousands of mercenary warriors. Occasionally, there were extreme attacks.
The brave mercenary warriors rushed closer and did not allow them to fire their machine guns. The mental shock of these Roman warriors immediately erupted, and the mercenary warriors retreated with blood spurting from their orifices. Some even had their brains shattered into a ball of tofu and died on the spot.
A thick metal plate suddenly rose up in the center of the landing site, and a new tunnel entrance slowly emerged. Hundreds of mercenaries from the Holy Unicorn Mercenary Group rushed out of the tunnel pushing a heavy movable tower shield. These
Each side of the special tower shield is two meters high, one and a half meters wide, and two feet thick. The material used is laboratory-grade crystalline metal cluster, which has extremely strong toughness and extremely high hardness. Unless it is a specially made high-speed
Armor-piercing missiles and ordinary heavy artillery shells have no effect on it.
The movable tower shields pieced together bunkers on the take-off and landing ground, and the Roman warriors slowly moved in. Relying on these bunkers with astonishing defensive power, more than eighty Roman warriors relied on their axes and guns, plus hundreds of sacred
The Unicorn mercenaries actually fought vigorously, and thousands of Hells Angels mercenaries were suppressed and unable to move in the dense forest.
Just at this moment, Gu Xiechen, who had just captured Geert Holsheim, arrived.
Eight heavy armed helicopters opened fire at the same time two or three kilometers away from the take-off and landing site. The ninety-six high-speed missiles on board with strange whistling sounds were directed at the tower shields that were constantly changing positions on the take-off and landing site. Dozens of regiments
The flames enveloped half of the landing field, and more than a dozen tower shields were blown to pieces. The mercenaries behind the tower shields were killed and wounded in a mess. Dozens of Roman warriors covered in blue flames crawled from the ground in embarrassment, covered in thick smoke.
They stood up, cursing loudly and shooting wildly at the helicopter.
Hundreds of high-energy particle streams roared towards him, and Gu Xiechen kicked Geert Holchem out of the cabin along with the weird alloy box. His head and feet were free-falling towards the dense forest below.
More than ten meters above his head, the armed helicopter he was riding in exploded into pieces in the flames. Countless metal fragments flew down with blazing black smoke, grazing Gu Xiechen's balled body and shooting towards the dense forest.
, "Chichi" sounds were heard several times, and several bloody marks were scratched on Gu Xiechen's butt and thighs by metal fragments.
"Damn it!"
Gu Xiechen's face twitched in pain. He hurriedly mobilized his protective energy and knocked away several metal pieces the size of a human head. Suddenly, he saw a metal drill more than two meters long coming cleanly from high in the sky.
It fell and punctured Geert Holchem's head with great precision. Blood spilled out, and Geert Holtom, who was in a coma, went to see their Roman god in a daze.
"The battlefield is dangerous, it's true!"
The dead are not worthy of pity. Gu Xiechen's right foot popped out and heavily borrowed force from Geert Holsheim's body. His body bounced lightly and drew an arc more than ten meters above the ground.
The line rushed towards the Roman warriors who were shooting wildly in the take-off and landing field. Just behind Gu Xiechen, Prajna and other fighters from the Hells Angels mercenary group also ran wildly following the S-shaped trajectory. They rushed toward the people in the field with various weapons in hand.
Roman people.
Captain Qiubeard yelled crazily in the earphones to adjust the deployment of the mercenary group. Dozens of electromagnetic artillery shells exploded above the heads of the Romans, and the energy shields on their bodies were weakened to the weakest. Each grenade and small-caliber
Cannonballs continued to explode in the field, and the shrapnel that swept around killed a large number of the Holy Unicorn mercenaries behind the Romans.
Gu Xiechen rushed to a Roman warrior whose armor's energy shield had been exhausted by an electromagnetic bomb. He did not use a weapon, and the Snow Soul Divine Claw was his strongest weapon.
The tip of his claw brought a faint chill in the air, and Gu Xiechen tore open the Roman man's armor with a bright smile. His right claw struck the Roman man's abdomen with a heavy blow, and there was a dull sound of the skin exploding.
The sound came, and a column of golden blood as thick as a bowl was spurted out from the back of the shocked Roman. The violent force rolled up hundreds of blood beads the size of bullets, and the extremely cold snow soul force swept the Roman away.
The hot blood froze into marbles that were stronger than gold steel, like a machine gun firing at close range. Hundreds of blood beads swept across the Roman warriors in front of Gu Xiechen.
The blood beads penetrated the bodies of these Roman warriors unstoppably, and the armor that had exhausted its energy could no longer protect the fragile bodies of the Romans. Golden blood sprayed all over the sky, and the snow soul power contained in the blood beads froze these Romans.
The bodies of more than thirty Roman soldiers turned blue and died on the spot.
Fighters such as Prajna also rushed into the battle group, whether they were Roman warriors or mercenaries of the Holy Unicorn, they could not cope with the impact of innate-level masters, and their weapons could not threaten them at all. They were like ghosts.
Prajna and others flashed around. The resisting mercenaries only lasted for less than a minute before completely collapsing. The large group of mercenaries fled in all directions, but were quickly killed one by one by the Hells Angels mercenaries in the dense forest.
The mercenaries of the Hells Angels rushed into the underground base, wiped out the remaining soldiers of the Holy Unicorn, and confiscated various trophies and important documents.
After everything was busy, three cigar-shaped spaceships nearly two hundred meters long descended from high altitude with a harsh whistle. The surface of the dark spacecraft was covered with a layer of fish-scale outer armor, and there were hundreds of shields on the hull.
Multiple small light spots flash from time to time, which are the indicator lights of the external probes of various detection instruments on the spacecraft. A shield-shaped badge with a radius of nearly ten meters is spray-painted near the tail engine of the spacecraft - the two claws are holding the shield and the sword respectively, and are wrapped in black.
The flaming two-headed dragon is the military emblem of the Earth Federation Army.
The spacecraft stopped steadily at the take-off and landing site. Nearly a thousand fully armed Earth Federation Army regular soldiers poured out of the cabin. The well-trained soldiers quickly occupied key areas around the take-off and landing site.
The mercenaries of the Hells Angels mercenary group withdrew from the underground base. Each mercenary's hands were full of various items. Federal soldiers took over the mercenaries and took over the entire base.
Captain Qiu Xichen, together with Gu Xiechen and other senior leaders of the mercenary group and fighter-level masters, greeted one of the spaceships. A middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a major general of the Federation Army, with a smile on his face, led several school-level
The officer strode out from the gangway.
Captain Qiubeard exchanged some warm greetings with the Federal Army Major General named Smith. Gu Xiechen was surprised to find that Captain Qiubeard and Smith seemed to have an excellent friendship. After a few words, Captain Qiubeard reached a certain agreement with Smith.
This agreement - all the loot belongs to the mercenary group, and Major General Smith will give an additional batch of standard ordnance to the Hells Angels mercenary group; and the credit this time belongs to the federal army, annihilating hundreds of Roman warriors, and annihilating a large number of Roman warriors.
The armed smugglers who traded privately even destroyed a Roman first-class battleship. This achievement was heavy, and it was enough for General Smith to add a glorious page to the military assessment record.
Looking at the bearded commander and Major General Smith, who were arm-in-arm with each other and were extremely affectionate, Gu Xiechen finally understood why there were military satellites from the African Military Region to guide the mercenary group's missiles.
The transfer of interests took less than an hour for both parties. An hour later, the elite soldiers of the Hells Angels mercenary group left the Black Forest on a transport plane.
Gu Xiechen sat on the metal box he had seized from Geert Holsheim, falling asleep with a cigar in his mouth.
Prajna beside him was carrying a laptop computer to calculate Gu Xiechen's achievements this time. After fussing for a while, Prajna pushed Gu Xiechen's shoulder hard and placed the laptop in front of him.
"Well done, Evil Dragon. Is this your first time on the battlefield?"
The rich cigar smoke spurted out from his nostrils, and Gu Xiechen extremely enjoyed the unique laziness and comfort after the bloody killing.
Nodding slightly, Gu Xiechen leaned comfortably against the cabin wall of the transport plane. He asked vaguely: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Congratulations, you have killed thirty-eight Romans with your own hands this time." Prajna looked at Gu Xiechen jealously: "You must treat us to a good meal when you go back."
"Thirty-eight Romans? How much are they worth?" Gu Xiechen became interested.
"Well, the price is clearly marked, 50,000 yuan each! If captured alive, it would be 500,000 yuan each!" Prajna knocked on the casing of the computer and sighed with regret: "It's a pity that the leader was accidentally killed in battle, otherwise with the armor he was wearing
Judging from his level, if he could be caught alive, he would be worth at least tens of millions!"
"Wow! How valuable!"
Gu Xiechen's energy suddenly rose. He straightened up and vigorously patted the metal box sitting under his butt.
"Hey, then I'm really curious. What kind of treasure can make a Roman master take it and leave all the followers to escape when he sees something is wrong?"
Prajna's eyes are glowing - that green light unique to hungry wolves!
"It looks like a coffin!" Prajna nodded solemnly: "Is there a big beauty inside?"
A thick leg stepped heavily on the metal box, and the bearded leader, who was also puffing away at a big cigar in his mouth, looked down at the two people and shouted loudly: "No matter what it is! If it is
For valuables, 50% should be handed over according to the rules of the group, and the other half belongs to the evil dragon! If it is a great beauty, hey, it all belongs to the evil dragon!"
As he banged the solid metal box hard, Gu Xiechen's curiosity grew.
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