Suddenly, Jacob, who was killing, suddenly moved his head away, and a mutant behind him was hit by a stone, and a scream came from him.
With a quick shot, he broke the skull of the stone caster and continued to move towards the team, entering the defense circle.
At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly split the air, and then a multi-colored snake-shaped purple-blue light twisted and called him.
He smelled the ozone and bitter scent as it approached, trying to jump to the side and crossed the body of an enemy, but the crackling lightning changed direction and called him again.
Jacob raised his chainsaw sword to parry, but at the speed that he imagined was still fast, the terrible energy flowed over and hit his breastplate directly.
"ah!"
Pain flowed through Jacob's whole body in an instant, beyond the limit he knew or could guess, and the end of every nerve of his was screaming in pain.
He even felt his armor start to bubble and melt, crackling static sounds roaring in his ears, and his hair all over his body stood up, and the soaring energy caused his limbs to spasm, and he could only stagger like a drunkard.
With his huge willpower, Jacob forced himself to concentrate on finding the enemy, gritted his teeth and raised his head, and saw a winged spirit clan flying wildly above the crowd, avoiding the bombs shot at him.
The spiritual race held the purple whip tightly in its hand, which was the weapon that had just attacked Jacob.
This weapon, also known as the Whip of Pain, is an extremely complex power weapon. It can drive the victim's perceived nerves and burn the nerves due to bioelectric overload, causing severe pain.
There are many styles of whip of pain, the most common ones are poison whip and barb flail. Moreover, the larger the size of the creature hit, the more severe the pain it causes, and even has the ability to damage the vehicle, disable the occupants or destroy the vehicle's electronic system.
Jacob tried to lift his pistol, but the painful tears filled his eyes, blurring his gaze, making it harder to concentrate.
"Damn-"
The black and purple stars flashed in his eyes. Jacob could not aim at the other party at all. His comrades had to deal with the enemy who was close to him and could not provide him with cover all the time.
Through the knowledge he was instilled, he knew that this creature was an assault arm of the Dark Spirit race, code-named Natural Scourge.
Then, just as Jacob was considering how to deal with the other party, a bomb suddenly and accurately shot into the body of the natural disaster and knocked the flying demon down from the sky.
When he fell, the natural disaster instinctively opened his arms, and the light on his wings dimmed.
Just as the alien fell, another series of explosive bombs hit the natural disaster, and the impact of the bullets was so strong that it temporarily prevented his decline.
Then the bullet hit Tianshen's head, and then a splash of brain matter and blood spilled out of the night.
Jacob heard the roar and looked up to see who shot his enemy. To his surprise, two Storm Crow gunboats were floating in the air and firing at the ground.
Support has arrived!
The appearance of the Storm Crow boosted everyone's morale.
Jacob struggled to fight the dizziness that wanted to drown him, but then he saw some dim black light flying towards the two storm crows from the corner of his eyes.
In a brief and terrible moment, Jacob's eyes widened.
A moment later, the explosion came, and the storm crow was blown into countless pieces and rolled in the air.
The huge impact made Jacob unstable, and the mutant people felt his weakness swarming, fists and claws hit the cracks in his damaged armor.
Jacob swung his butt stock, smashed a skull, inserted a chainsaw sword into the chest of the nearest enemy, and then split its body into two with a quick up and down swing.
In some confusion, Jacob waved his chainsaw sword and became a whirlwind of berserkers, with all his heads and bodies split into two, just like a storm of razors spinning among the crowd.
After a moment, he realized that the surroundings were wide open and there were no more enemies.
Jacob looked at the sky panting and saw something seemed to be moving quickly in the darkness, as if it was some kind of alien vehicle.
But before he could observe carefully, an explosion suddenly exploded on his left, causing him to roll in the air like a doll thrown away by a cruel child.
I don't know how long it took, but Jacob suddenly stood up from the stinky pile of corpses again, staggeringly and shaking.
His armor was almost broken, half of his left face had been peeled off, his teeth and jawbone were clearly visible, and a bloody arm drooped softly on his side.
But he was still holding the chainsaw sword tightly, his armor was splattered with blood, minced flesh and condensed brain matter.
"The Dark Spirit Clan is so fucking disgusting!"
Jacob's arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and he turned to see that it was his comrade-in-arms, and he was also covered in scars and covered in blood.
He looked in other directions in a daze again, and found that more and more fallen soldiers were falling, and a layer was piled up in the rock wall, while the veterans were fighting a group of enemies using their hands.
Nightmare, one of the most elite warriors of the Dark Spirit Clan.
It is obvious that even the veterans struggled to face such enemies. Three of them had fallen down. What's more important is that they are exhausted and the bullets are basically bottoming out.
At this time, his comrades took him to a relatively safe position, took out a can of artificial skin spray and sprayed it on Jacob's face.
It solidified instantly, covering the exposed bones and teeth. It didn't look pretty, but at least kept the wound clean and sterile.
The man then injected the injured Jacob with a powerful stimulant, opening his eyes and howling in pain and anger.
“Have the support not arrived yet?”
Jacob's voice was rough and hoarse, and the pain in his injured body rendered his voice.
"I don't know, but these aliens have obviously been planning for a long time. They may have used some means to block the support."
"This is impossible, there are reinforcements on the track."
Jacob said gritting his teeth, trying to stand up, and then successfully kneeled on the ground and fell down again.
A stream of blood flowed out of the cracks in the armor, and the ground was dyed red.
"Jacob, you're too seriously injured."
"If you don't fight, then there's only a dead end."
Even in the midst of pain, Jacob still struggled to make himself look less bad.
"What is the company commander's order?"
"defense."
Jacob got up and pricked up his ears and listened. It was obvious that Armin hoped that the collapsed foothills could block the Dark Spirits for a short time. After all, two thunder eagles had appeared, and the possibility of subsequent support troops reaching is extremely high.
Time stands on their side.
The Dark Spirit Clan obviously realized this, and the long-term fierce attack also brought them quite a lot of casualties. More than thirty corpses on the ground proved that because Arming chose an advantageous terrain, the Dark Spirit Clan had to pay a huge price than before.
What's even more terrible is that the slaves they captured were also exhausted.
So, as the situation develops, the consul who led the operation finally decided to show up.