In the dense woods, under a large and prosperous tree, a soldier wearing armor covered the hole in his chest with his hands and breathed heavily.
He greedily sucked the air around him, as if he would stop breathing at any time. His face was pale, and black blood was flowing out of the wound on his chest.
"Boom!" Not far in front of him, a human soldier holding an AK-47 was aiming into the distance and pulling the trigger. A string of copper bullet casings scattered on the ground.
About 20 meters away from the direction where the human soldier was aiming, a demon soldier rushed over with a long sword, as if his soul had been taken away, and his body fell unwillingly while trembling.
With a clang, the long sword in the demon soldier's hand fell down and fell to the ground, and then the demon soldier's corpse was covered on the long sword.
The demon soldier who was leaning against the tree and covering the hole in his chest with his hands was still breathing heavily. He knew that his time to breathe like this was running out.
The hand holding the sword was no longer able to lift. He had lost count of how many innocent humans he had killed with this hand before.
He never felt that he was wrong, and was even proud of being able to kill foreigners. But now, he can no longer do such a sinful thing.
A small tree in the distance broke apart with a snap, and the giant human beast made of thick steel rolled up its tracks, knocking down the tree trunk, and was slowly crushing it.
On the tank called T-72, the slender barrel pointed into the distance. It was very powerful no matter how you looked at it, making the demon soldier who was leaning against the tree struggling for the last time despair.
From the moment this battle broke out, it became a one-sided massacre. They were ordered to lurk here, with a total of 200 elite demon warriors.
However, the battle only lasted for a few minutes, and there were few demon warriors left in this dense forest who could still resist.
Human assault rifles are so terrifying, the intensive firepower can make people unable to hold their heads up.
The charge that was finally organized turned into a grand gathering of demons willing to die under the fire of human's large-caliber anti-aircraft machine guns.
This is how the demon leaning against the tree trunk fell on the path of the charge. His chest was hit by a large-caliber bullet, a large hole was made in his armor, and his flesh and blood body was also penetrated.
"Thud, tut, tug!" A human soldier stopped not far in front of him, holding a weapon and firing in another direction.
The muzzle of the gun was steaming, and the tracer bullets left an approximately straight line in the air, which looked very nice.
The demon soldier subconsciously wanted to grab the sword beside him, but found that he didn't even have the strength to stretch out his arm.
He could only gasp for air and let the blood flow from his chest and mouth...
In fact, he couldn't even shout because when he opened his mouth, blood would fill his throat.
"Look! There's one here!" A slightly childish voice came, and then a young Airan Hill soldier walked up to the demon soldier leaning on the tree trunk with his AK-47 assault rifle.
This young Irish Grenadier wears a camouflage military uniform, a new composite helmet on his head, and noise-canceling headphones on his ears.
There is a dagger stuck on the side of the high-waisted combat boots, and there are exquisite knee pads on top. This outfit is not cheap, but Ailan Hill has now equipped a large number of frontline troops.
The young soldier with many high-tech equipment on his body tilted his head slightly and looked at the wounded demon through the holographic sight on the AK-47.
Then, without asking any questions or even bothering to speak, he pulled the trigger on the wounded demon.
"Bang!" After a gunshot, the demon who was panting just now fell to the side, and his rapid breathing stopped.
Every cause must have its effect. When this demon cruelly raised his butcher knife while massacring civilians, he never thought that there would be someone who would point the gun at the injured himself without hesitation.
When the demonic troops did not spare human civilians and killed the old, weak, sick and disabled, they never expected that this blood debt would be repaid so quickly.
"Bud, tut, tug!" Farther away, dense gunshots came one after another, and then suddenly stopped in an instant.
There were still some noises echoing in the forest, but the fierce gunfire and the explosion of grenades had gradually stopped.
Everything returned to silence.
…
In the dark basement, a thin man was leaning on a tattered-looking chair, smelling of alcohol, looking at the sky in the distance as the sunlight filtered in through a small ventilation hole.
He was once a prince, a demon prince. In the long past, in the demon world, he and his brothers were terrifying existences respected by thousands of people.
At that time, he had supreme power. He commanded millions of troops and trampled on any world discovered by the demon world.
But now, he was sitting like this in a dark basement, even going out to look at the sun above his head became frightening.
A scrawny old man walked into the basement with his hands behind his back, knelt on one knee in front of Prince Salux, and spoke to the prince who once made mankind panic, and talked about the situation outside: "The search team just passed by, and the other party just passed by.
I killed some demonic dogs that were entrenched nearby and didn’t suspect me here.”
This old man is the owner of this castle, and he is also a fallen man who believes in the devil and serves the devil. He prayed to the devil for immortality, and the devil prince Salux really instilled magic into his body, allowing him to obtain
More lifespan.
The old man who could only lie in bed, with every breath becoming extremely precious, miraculously became more alive. He even found a new woman every night, which made him more devout in the power of the devil.
So, with his help, the Demon Prince Salux hid in the basement of the castle and became a fugitive who dared not show his face.
Ailanshir is looking for this terrifying demon who has killed countless people, and is resolutely suppressing and retaliating against the demonic troops led by this demon.
The Demonic Floating City was sunk by Ailancier, and most of the remaining demonic troops were divided and surrounded. Without unified command, these troops were about to be completely annihilated by Ailancier's southeastern front army.
Prince Salux and some elite demons began to hide in hiding, tempting humans to remain anonymous.
Of course, they didn't kill all the humans in the demon-occupied areas. They left some of them behind, those scum who devoutly believed in demons! Now these scum have become the best disguise to protect them.
When Elansil's troops marching south passed through these places, the great lords who had surrendered to the devil, as well as the sinners who survived by killing civilians, all turned into victims that were difficult to identify.
They accused the devil of cruelty, claiming that they were good people who escaped death by hiding. Without evidence, Elanshir's army had no way of identifying who were the good people and who were the villains.
After all, the war is not over yet, and there are still some demons entrenched in the mountains and scattered in various places. Ailan Hill's army also hopes to sort out the rear as soon as possible and wipe out all the remaining demons.
Anyway, for Ailan Hill, after the main force of the devil is wiped out, what will happen if the skin is gone and the hair is gone? The remaining sinners' matters can be solved slowly.
"Your personal guards disguised themselves as my city guards... The original city guards have all been killed..." The old man talked about the massacre of his men, and he didn't even feel a trace of regret.
No.
As if he was talking about an insignificant matter, he continued after finishing speaking: "However, Your Highness...waiting like this is not an option."
Of course, Salux knew that living a sneaky life like this was not the solution, but he didn't have any better solution, right?
A black shadow appeared in the corner of the room, waved to the old man, and ordered in a sinister voice: "Back off! Sir, I'm tired. Just do the things assigned to you and do it well. Don't ask so many questions...
…”
"Yes!" The old man changed his previous cruel and sinister attitude, lowered his head and replied respectfully, and then bowed out of the dark room.
After the heavy door was closed, the black figure reported: "Sir, the 200 elites hiding in the nearby mountains...were all wiped out!"
Seeing that Salux didn't speak, the black shadow continued: "Only the more than 100 elites in the east are left to respond to us after the accident..."
"There's no need... Soon, the place will be cleared." Salux smiled bitterly, and then drank the inferior wine in the glass: "Soon, these humans will repeatedly investigate their occupation.
places, and the space for us to hide will become smaller and smaller.”
What he said is right, because Elan Hill's troops are actually doing this. Countless special forces are combing the occupied areas with the cooperation of satellites and reconnaissance aircraft. Almost all of those small demon troops have been discovered
exterminate.
This is also due to the fact that the demon troops killed too many normal local civilians for their own safety. As a result, when they needed to hide, they found themselves like a flea on a bald man's head.
Without logistics and food, the demonic troops had to show up frequently to plunder and even frequently attack nearby villages. How could the demonic troops possibly lurk for a long time?
Therefore, within a few weeks, most of the demon troops, which had been scattered and had lost any hope, were completely wiped out.
Like the civilians they were massacred, they had almost no power to fight back when they died. Because the high-level demons responsible for commanding them had already left them long ago——