Chapter Thirty-Three: The Fifth Day of Destruction
Bloody battle!
For every soldier in the Thunder Legion, when their commander Dongcheng Wudi personally beats the war drum of his family and country, there is no way out for this war.
go ahead.
Or die.
The sound of killings at the Nanyun border was loud. From the beginning of the day to the end of the day, blood was spread all over the border. Determined roars and gunshots roared wantonly, bullets flew, beams shuttled, and large crowds crowded together, thinking of all means.
To put the enemy to death, the thick ice wall shattered at the moment of condensation. Fire and electric light intertwined, rising and burning but quickly extinguishing. Corpses fell to the ground in a mess. The pungent smell of blood was everywhere inside and outside the mountain forest.
The blood evaporated and dried up in the fierce fire. The bloody battle lasted for more than ten hours. When the sun was setting, the entire sky turned into a strange blood-red color.
Under the blood-red sky, large areas of light and shadow were still intertwined and flickering. The sound of the war drums of home and country never stopped, but became louder and louder. More and more people fell into a pool of blood, and were trampled to death before they could even struggle.
The soldiers and horses from both sides clashed with each other in the hail of bullets with red eyes. The war seemed to never end. Looking from a distance, in the flickering of light and shadow, the vast battlefield was like a Shura purgatory covered in a gorgeous coat.
Under the gorgeous light and shadow, apart from the blood of corpses, there is only madness and resentment.
Night gradually falls over the border.
The hoarse roars of thousands of people are still continuing. The momentum of the border guards is rising, and they are charging forward with a desperate momentum. It is crazy enough to make anyone's scalp numb, and it is so fierce and radical that they can ignore it.
The point of life and death.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A strong roar resounded far away in the depths of the dense forest, and dozens of brilliant streams of light instantly cut through the dark night. The shells dragged fiery red tail flames past the crowds of the Border Guard Corps, and landed directly on the enemy's massacre.
rear.
Amidst the angry and high-pitched roars, ice walls appeared one after another behind the enemy troops. The airflow in front of the ice walls was extremely compressed. At the same time, at least more than ten Thunder Realm masters took action at the same time to block the cannonballs falling from the sky.
The shells fired completely at the same time slammed into the ice wall with a ferocious light of death. The loud sound of the earth shaking covered the battlefield. The tall and thick ice wall was completely torn into pieces. Huge ice cubes were flying and dense.
The crowd suddenly exploded into a large wave of blood, and the broken limbs and arms rushed high into the sky with the light of the fire. There was suddenly a large, almost blinding blank area behind the enemy army.
There was some uncontrollable commotion at the front of the enemy army. How could the soldiers of the Border Guards let go of this hard-won opportunity? They roared and charged forward, and the thousand-meter-long front was suppressed for a time.
Backed up several hundred meters.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Behind the Border Guard Corps, crazy artillery fire began to pour out unbridled. Although the enemy troops occasionally counterattacked, their firepower was far inferior to that of the Border Guard Corps. They continued to be anxious, and the front line, like a meat grinder, was forced to retreat continuously.
In the war that lasted for more than ten hours, the front line kept retreating and was about to withdraw from the territory of Central Continent.
Less than three hundred meters behind is the land of Annan.
One shell after another roared down in the air, and pieces of enemy troops were swallowed up by the strong explosions. There were more and more blank areas behind the enemy's rear. In the enemy's rearmost headquarters, a short commander's face was expressionless.
It was getting uglier and uglier. When the armed helicopter of the Frontier Corps slowly took off, the commander, who had been simmering for a long time, finally couldn't bear it any longer and exploded completely.
His short body jumped up from the ground, and he yelled in English without grace: "Assholes, they are all bastards! When are you going to take action? Do you want to wait for all my people to die? My people have already fought.
After more than ten hours, all the weapons and ammunition are almost gone! If you still don’t take action, I will ask my people to withdraw!"
The commander had dark skin and a short stature, but his roar was so powerful that it made everyone's ears buzz.
The place where he is is not indoors, but on the top of a mountain behind the enemy. Within an area of several kilometers, this can be said to be the highest place. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, with the help of a telescope, even through the
In the dense mountain forest, they could roughly see the situation on the battlefield clearly.
"Don't get excited, Mr. Ruan, you must understand that this is a great war. Our losses may be heavy, but the results are equally brilliant, because in this battle, we can not only eliminate the Bloody Legion, but also the Second World War.
One-third of the Thunder Legion, you know what this means."
In front of the commander, a middle-aged white man in his late fifties smiled and spoke softly.
"This is not your loss, this is my loss! It's all fucking mine!"
The short commander said coldly.
"You lost a lot, but you also killed enough enemies."
A white woman glanced at the commander and said coldly.
There were not many people on the top of the mountain, to be precise, there were only six people.
Polar Alliance, Society of Heroes, Temple, South America Chiang Kai-shek, Fantasy World.
Each of the five major forces has one person, but at this time they are all in the same spirit.
The sixth person is a short commander.
Five against one.
Regardless of the number of people or the strength, the commander has no advantage, but under the dense night, he is not afraid at all. He just sneered: "So what? Even if the entire border regiment is eliminated, what can we gain?"
"Feel sorry."
A soft voice sounded, and among the five major forces, the man representing the Chiang clan in South America chuckled: "Mr. Ruan, you can't get anything, because you and your troops are all rebels."
The commander's momentum suddenly stagnated, and then his whole body suddenly erupted with a fierce killing intent.
Opposite him, the representatives of the five major forces took a step almost simultaneously, intentionally or unintentionally, and stood together, looking at the commander in front of them with indifferent expressions.
"Even if the rebels gain nothing, they should not come to die."
The commander looked at the five masters in front of him without giving an inch, and said in a cold tone: "My troops have suffered heavy casualties and have run out of ammunition. Now, I think it's time for you to take action. You have the right to refuse, but I also have the right to say no.
The power to withdraw from this war! Everyone, I’ll give you five minutes, you know what to do!”
"I don't think it's time yet."
The white man who spoke first shook his head: "This is not in line with our plan, Mr. Ruan, you must cooperate with us, otherwise I will report your behavior to the president of your country, he..."
"random."
The commander sneered and interrupted the other party's words, saying in an indifferent tone: "We are rebels, do we need to care about anything else?"
He took out the walkie-talkie in his hand, looked at the five masters in front of him with provocative eyes, and said mockingly: "You only have three minutes to think about it. I give you two choices. First, let your people press up. Follow my troops."
Fight together. Second, kill me now, if you think you can take over my command."
"We are all friends, there is no need to go to this point, right?"
The middle-aged man from the Jiang family in South America said with a smile. He picked up the telescope and looked at the battlefield below with great care. After a long time, he said softly: "Everyone, it's almost over. Mr. Ruan is right.
, it’s time for us to take action, why not send our little butterflies to play with them first..."
The other four people were slightly startled and silent.
"boom!"
A huge sound sounded together from the rear of the battlefield.
Behind the border guard army, a large fire suddenly burst out, and countless artillery shells trailed flames and rose into the air, like meteors, rushing into the enemy's rear one after another.
Fires all over the sky illuminated the sky, and amid the fierce explosions, the entire border was in wild turmoil.
It's like the world is annihilated.
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(This chapter is a bit urgent. My child had a fever and I worked on it very late, so I had to divide it into chapters. I tried my best to write one chapter and finish it.. The updates have not been stable in the past two days, I understand)