The first thousand one hundred and fifty-seven chapters on the army of the apostles
It made Zhang Cheng's scalp tremble!
As a member of the Thunder Stormtroopers, he had participated in charges and experienced life and death situations several times, but he had never participated in the Thunder Chargers' famous death charge. That was the Thunder Chargers' trump card and signature dish, and it was very terrifying.
Zhang Cheng has heard about it for a long time, but this is the first time he has witnessed it with his own eyes. Only by seeing it with his own eyes can he know how terrifying such a world-class elite force is.
fear!
"kill!"
With screams, death stormtroopers swarm towards their opponents, and will detonate bombs without hesitation as soon as they get close.
perish together!
More than thirty meters away, Grilando was covered in wounds and looked at the death charge with a fearful expression. Their ferocious beasts had not competed with the charge once or twice. Naturally, they had seen the rumored death charge and knew deeply about the perversion of the death charge.
and terrible.
Seeing him again, Grilando felt as fearful as the Supreme God.
Now, no matter how strong you are, Adolf Goethe will still have to shed a layer of your skin.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The desolate horn sounded again, and this time, the Thunder Chargers retreated like a tide.
"It's our turn." Grilando ordered, "What are you waiting for? It's our beast's turn. Let them see the fighting methods of the beast."
For joint operations with multiple arms, the beasts are already prepared.
"call!"
All kinds of bullets whizzed away.
Rockets, mortars, grenades, and nerve bombs all match each other, one after another, without any gaps.
After that, the close combat personnel put on gas masks and rushed in.
"Protect Lord Goethe." On the other hand, the church staff did not just stand there stupidly. They took action one after another to fight against the beast and protect Lord Goethe.
Grirondo held his breath and rushed in without even putting on a gas mask. King Lei Feng and the others were not to be outdone and followed closely behind.
Seeing that Lei Feng's stormtroopers and beasts had entered, other forces also rushed in.
The place was shrouded in smoke and poisonous gas, and Zhang Cheng could not see what was going on inside. He could only hear the sounds of fighting between the two sides. From time to time, explosions sounded and bullets whizzed.
Bang!
Ta-ta-ta!
In extremely tense situations, the perception of time became a problem. Zhang Cheng didn't know whether it was a minute or two, or ten minutes. Finally, the fighting stopped, and the survivors came out one after another.
Grirondo, who was originally covered in wounds, had more wounds on his body. One of the three Thunder Kings fell, and only two of them withdrew from the smoke. The remaining two were also covered in wounds, with more wounds than Grirondo.
It was even worse. As soon as they came out, they gave themselves an injection, and their pale faces improved a bit.
"Special effects medicine? Or stimulants? Or both." Zhang Cheng guessed in his mind.
The Beast Thunder and others suffered heavy casualties. On the other hand, the Church suffered heavy casualties. Even eleven of the Undead Apostles died.
Even the first archbishop, Adolf Goethe, who held the holy staff, had many wounds, and blood was everywhere, both his own and others'.
Among them, the wound near the heart on the chest was extremely long, almost deep enough to see the bone. It was left by the dead King of Thunder. Adolf Goethe was restrained by others and almost died from his death blow.
"Goethe, even if you really have a trap today, you will never leave here." Grilando took a few breaths to regain his strength, but looked at the opposite side with cold eyes and said coldly.
"Haha, it seems that I was really underestimated." Adolf Goethe smiled, no longer as calm as before. He had killed many people, but he was also seriously injured.
"Goethe, you have bought enough time. The military region has sent troops to surround this place, and now it will be difficult for them to leave here even if they want to."
An old voice sounded. After hearing this, Grilando looked a little unhappy. He raised his head, turned around, and saw a blond old man wearing a church robe walking not far away.
"Second Archbishop, Meth!" Grilando's face turned gloomy, "Why are you here?"
"Didn't I say that this is a trap set by His Majesty the Pope himself? In other words, a tomb is more appropriate." Mesi said slowly.
As if to confirm what he said, the sound of fierce fighting was heard in the distance, and almost all the beast's armed helicopters were shot down in more than ten seconds.
Helicopters from other forces were also shot down.
"It's bad, General Pierce and others sent news that they were attacked by Wiesel's army." Next to them, a man said to Grilando, "The people responsible for responding to us were scattered, and the losses were huge."
Grilando's expression became even more gloomy.
Others received similar words. The church cut off their escape.
"Even if you surround us here, it's useless. As long as we kill you, do you think we can't leave?" Grilando said coldly.
"But the problem is, you have to be able to leave." Another person appeared, a beautiful foreign woman, and beside her was a sexy, beautiful and quite exposed young woman, Lina.
How could it be her? Zhang Cheng was a little surprised when he saw Lina. He knew that Lina was the third apostle, but she always followed Zhao Yeji inseparably.
"Another Archbishop!"
Seeing the style of the robe on her body, a Thunder King's face condensed and he whispered.
"Oh, now the first step of the plan is completed. Thank you for your hard work, Goethe. I didn't expect them to be so troublesome and even hurt you like this. It's no wonder, these people are well-known elites in the world. If it were me,
, already dead."
Another archbishop appeared, Archbishop Hanston.
Seeing the three Archbishops appearing, even the Beasts and Thunder Stormtroopers didn't look so good at this moment, let alone the other forces.
Any archbishop is truly a super strong man. Moreover, even Grilondo would not look down upon a peerless master like Mesi from the previous generation. This is because he is known as the man closest to the Supreme God in the church.
"Even so, you just want to keep us. That's not enough. There are so many elite warriors gathered here." Grilondo remained calm.
They have an absolute advantage in both quantity and quality. As long as they can contain a few Goethe people, victory will be a matter of time.
"You're right. So, we have prepared good things for you. Let you see the good things. It's your turn to board, babies."
Adolf Goethe blew a whistle, and the whistle spread, and then, in the base, metal doors opened automatically...
Zhang Cheng felt a chill in his heart and hid carefully, trying not to let anyone notice him as much as possible.
He knew that the time to appear was finally coming.
Whispering, rushing, uniform steps, like elite soldiers trained by the army, rows and rows walked out of the hidden corner rooms of the base.
The gate of the underground base opened, and soldiers poured out of it, densely packed and countless. These soldiers all had golden pupils, emotionless, like machines, but they had bodies of flesh and blood.
apostle!
How is this possible with so many immortal apostles?