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In the ferry city, the setting sun reflected on the side of a smiling mask, coating the mask with a golden edge.

The mask rotated slowly until all the faces turned away from the sun. Then, the T800 let go of its hand, threw a demon's head into the sea, and looked down at the black water in a daze.

He fought his way from the inner city neighborhoods to the warehouse district, and then from the warehouse district to the dock.

Thousands of demons were wiped out by his tyrannical attack, and now they became a mountain of corpses behind him that he had no time to deal with.

The t800 puppet stretched out his hand and looked at his palm, saw the magic inscriptions outlined on it, and looked at the precise and strong joints on it. He was very satisfied with his body, it could be said to be a perfect piece of art.

Taste.

Then he turned his head and looked to the other side, seeing the huge demon warship half sunk in the port, the barbs on the side of the warship, and all kinds of weird skulls on the barbs.

In the distance, the devil's warship was slowly retreating, and the huge body of the warship stranded on the beach was emitting thick black smoke.

Countless demons were attacked and killed. Although they fought hard until death, after losing their organization, the so-called battle became a complete experiment, testing the combat efficiency of the T800 puppet.

This battle was projected in the distant Seris Castle like a movie, and Chris's mental power fed back countless images to him, making him familiar with the use of magic in battle.

Here, several T800 puppets also feel very good. Although they have consumed some of the energy stored in their bodies, they still feel how powerful they are.

Several super god puppet t800s joined forces and eliminated tens of thousands of demons, drove the opponents off the beach, and even won a battle. It must be said that the god puppet technology is already close to the strategic level.

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Of course, in terms of the speed of solving problems, Alan Hill's nuclear weapons technology is more powerful.

The armored engineering vehicle modified from Eiland Hill's M4 chassis is using the bulldozer in front to gather together the corpses of the demon soldiers on the beach.

Because there was too much black blood, the entire beach was dyed black, which looked disgusting and weird.

A young soldier from Elland Hill stepped on the black sand, lowered his head and pulled out a rusty-looking long sword from the ground. He felt the weight of the long sword, so his expression became very labored.

After all, with human physical abilities, it is not easy to pick up such a weapon.

The demon battleships floated on the sea in the distance. When the demons retreated, they abandoned many of these manned ships. There were no magic cannons on these abandoned battleships, only straight decks and some useful masts.

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Further away from these battleships, some collapsed buildings were piled on the sea, and even on the tops of some buildings, the original appearance of the magic cannon could be vaguely discerned.

The demon's floating castle fell and became stranded, becoming something that could not be moved. The demons who fled in embarrassment did not care about these facilities. They had been defeated, completely defeated.

The 15th Army held on to most positions, preventing the Demons from gaining much strategic depth. The battle in which General Demon led the main force to divide and encircle the 201st Armored Division also went bankrupt due to the addition of the T800 puppet.

So the demons were defeated. The demons on the sea that did not land immediately drove away in battleships, while those who had already landed became poor abandoned creatures.

Their desperate landing method revealed its flaws during the retreat: it was possible to hold your breath and swim ashore from the deep sea, but it was impossible to hold your breath and swim back to the battleship from the beach.

Therefore, the demonic landing troops could only crowd on the beach, being greeted by Alan Hill's cannons, squeezed into space by T800s, and swarmed up by the human soldiers seeking revenge and repaying injustice...

Countless demons were killed, and the beach was already filled with demon corpses that had no time to deal with. Now there was a new layer piled on top of them, which looked even more chilling.

The seawater lapped at the corpses piled on the beach. These corpses were slightly stiff, but their limbs still swayed with the rise and fall of the seawater. This really made the Eiland Hill grenadiers who were cleaning the battlefield very nervous.

You should know that if a demon pretending to be dead suddenly rises up, it will knock down several surrounding Airan Hill soldiers to the ground. The size difference between the two sides is huge, which also makes the battlefield cleanup work very slow.

As a last resort, Elanthir's engineers even used flamethrowers to dispose of the corpses of these demons, in order to reduce the risk of sneak attacks by demons pretending to be dead.

The fire extinguisher sprayed fire on the beach, and the thick flames burned on the demon's corpse. The flames lit up the entire beach.

In the light of these flames, a tall flagpole was planted on the beach near the water, and on this flagpole, the body of a demon general was strung.

Because the magic power had escaped and dried up, the corpse of this demon general looked shriveled and hideous. However, from the armor on his body and the pair of fleshy wings, it can be seen that he was indeed the once arrogant demon general during his lifetime.

The flagpole was stuck there diagonally, and the spikes at the top penetrated the demon general's mouth and then emerged from his skull. It looked very cruel.

But no one had the intention to raise their heads to look at the corpse. Everyone was cleaning the battlefield with a heavy heart, looking for the bones of their compatriots who could no longer be identified or whose bodies had been separated.

"Be careful! Those are our brothers! We can't abandon them easily!" Standing on a high ground, the old general Medias held the long sword at his waist and shouted loudly to the soldiers of the 15th Army who were rummaging through the corpses of friendly troops.

shouted.

Behind him, a staff officer coldly reported the final battle situation: "We did not keep any prisoners! The other side had no intention of surrender. Only a few injured demons were supervised, and the rest were eliminated."

"We haven't found the devil's wounded... understand?" the old general emphasized without looking back.

The chief of staff behind him was slightly startled when he heard this, then nodded in agreement: "That's right, we didn't find any survivors."



In the dark night, a B-52 bomber dropped two Super Hound missiles 30 kilometers to one side of the enemy's path provided by Osa and reconnaissance satellites.

After the two missiles separated from the wings of the B-52 bomber, they rushed towards the preset attack area like arrows leaving the string.

Eiland Hill has been looking for opportunities to attack the opponent's main fleet. Because the coordinates provided by Osa corrected the coordinates provided by the reconnaissance satellite, the Air Land Air Force was finally able to drop two missiles at a relatively reliable location.

A Super Hound equipped with a 300,000-kiloton nuclear warhead.

After all, the ballistic missiles that used inertial guidance before were really not suitable for attacking moving targets, and re-entering new coordinates was very time-consuming, and not suitable for attacking moving targets. Therefore, nuclear strikes have not been launched for a long time.

Now, with a relatively reliable enemy route, the newly prepared Super Hound was hung on the wing of the B-52 bomber.

Two missiles rushed into the demon navy's battleship group one after another. A demon fleet followed the demon floating city Ventilsa for more than 100 kilometers and had more than 300 battleships under its jurisdiction. All of them were shrouded in nuclear weapons.

under the shock wave of the explosion.

In just a few seconds, half of the more than 300 warships were destroyed and sank, and the remaining half were damaged to varying degrees.

Because it was at night, the huge destructive power plunged the Demon Fleet into chaos. The fleet finally broke away from the main fleet a hundred kilometers ahead. A few days later, with the help of the fleet coming from behind, it reunited.

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The long-awaited nuclear strike from Elanshir landed on the demons again that night, and another seemingly huge demon fleet was severely damaged.

At the same time, beneath the Demonic Floating City of Ventilsa, the Demonic main fleet was being chased by an Eilancire nuclear submarine.

Under countless lights, another mk48 torpedo hit a demon battleship, causing a huge explosion.

This is already the third demon warship sunk by unknown weapons after the demon fleet accelerated forward at night.

Standing in his headquarters, Demon Prince Salux walked around impatiently with his hands behind his back. For him, he was destined to have no sleep tonight.

The news just came that the opponent's secret weapon was following them like a ghost, launching attacks every once in a while and sinking a demon warship, making the entire demon fleet panic.

Even though the Demon Fleet has reached the fastest formation speed they can achieve, they still cannot get rid of the "underwater devil" that follows them everywhere.

"It's not good! It's not good! Your Highness the Prince!" A dark figure stumbled in, knelt on one knee and lowered his head at the feet of Prince Salux to report: "The 5th Fleet following us was attacked by two

A nuclear bomb attack...collapsed, collapsed..."

"What?" Prince Salux widened his eyes, walked to the side of the black shadow, and burned the shadow cleanly with his backhand: "Alan Hill! Alan Hill! Just wait for me.

!Wait for me! I will definitely take revenge! I will definitely take revenge!"

Amidst his roar, another mk48 torpedo rushed out of the torpedo launcher of the Osa nuclear submarine and rushed towards the densely lit devil fleet.

The white track was really straight, connecting to the side of a huge demon warship in the distance. Immediately afterwards, an explosion suddenly sounded, as if it was setting the soundtrack for Prince Salux's shout...


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