"This is all caused by those damn bastards. Okay, what kind of prisoners do you think they let go..." The platoon leader standing there pressed his assault rifle and looked at the small town in the distance.
He had been waiting here for about 10 minutes, but he still had not received the order for them to retreat or advance. So he could only wait here anxiously and let his mood get worse.
Burlison, who is also standing here, is also very troubled. According to the previous plan, he should have occupied this town by now.
However, the opponent's weapons did not stop his attack, but a white flag stopped him. This was also an uncomfortable state for him. He would rather rush in and kill all the demons on the opposite side.
"Forget it! No need to wait for any orders." Burlison finally gritted his teeth, put down the telescope in his hand bitterly, stretched out his arm, and pointed at the small town not far away.
Then, he gave an order that excited all the soldiers: "Attack! No need to wait for orders! Everything is as usual! If they don't take out their weapons, we won't fire on them! The troops pass through the city and control
Commanding heights! If anyone resists, kill them without mercy!"
Following his order, all the wheeled armored vehicles in the platoon started up, and the roar of the engines covered up the sound of the troops advancing.
No soldiers got on the vehicle. The soldiers followed on both sides of the chariot. Everyone held weapons and carefully formed an advancing battle formation, keeping a safe distance and getting closer to this devilish town.
The devil's town was very quiet, but after entering, Burrison realized that there were obviously more people here than he had imagined.
The streets were crowded with naked demons. Fortunately, the weather was not cold at this time, otherwise these demons would probably be frozen into hard corpses in just a few hours.
Most of the demons are women, or it would be more appropriate to describe them as female. These women with bare breasts have no sense of shame. They let their sagging breasts be exposed in the air, and even cover them with their hands.
Too lazy to cover up.
Some old people are still strong, but they have no clothes to cover their bodies. These demons stand quietly on the road, with exhaustion written on their faces.
No one spoke. Seeing the heavy-wheeled armored vehicles of Alan Hill that had been parked in front of the small town intersection, these people pulled the dirty and stained white cloth strips in their hands, which looked like...
They are a group of refugees waiting for relief.
In fact, they are indeed refugees. Most of the demons here escaped from the city. Because they were bombarded, they hurriedly left their homes and fled all the way here. They didn't even have time to rest, and they found out
I didn't even bring anything to eat.
Without food or a place to rest, they lost their ability to move, so until now, they can only wait here.
As for what they are waiting for, these demons themselves don't know. Maybe they are waiting for a new master to arrive, or they are waiting for their own death.
A demon wearing armor pushed aside the crowd. There was no sword on his waist, but the armor on his body looked good. At first glance, he looked like a mid-level officer, the kind who had a high status in the original demon army.
In terms of ability, he is comparable to a great magician. If he draws his sword, he can fight with the human heavy armor grenadiers in front of him for a while, and maybe even pull a few human soldiers to die together.
But it was obvious that he didn't intend to fight now. He just held a piece of white cloth and walked a few steps cautiously in the direction of the human.
"I... I am a leader of a thousand demons. His Majesty the Demon King has given me a task. I... I must complete it." This demon obviously has no experience in negotiation, because earlier, they were
The victorious side is a ferocious and bloodthirsty alien race. Naturally, there is nothing to talk about with the natives of the Magic Continent.
It's a pity that now the host and guest have changed, and he has to use unskilled language to pray to his opponents for a chance to speak.
The good news is that the soldiers of the Magic Continent standing opposite him gave him the opportunity to speak. He heard the officer leading the opposite respond in a cold tone: "In our world, hold up the white cloth.
The strips mean surrender... What kind of meaning are you holding up these white strips of cloth to convey?"
"Yes, I was ordered to take these unarmed demon civilians and surrender to you." The demon officer didn't seem to want to surrender. He just followed the demon king's order and did something that the demons had never done before.
Just a choice.
"Our Demon King showed kindness before. She left me here, hoping that you can..." As he said, he turned sideways and gestured to the demon civilians behind him who looked more like beggars than beggars: "
Leave these non-combatants alone."
"Have you let our civilians go?" Burlison sneered, feeling as if he had heard some joke.
Now he really felt that these demons were very shameless. They slaughtered thousands of humans, but asked humans to let their civilians go.
"Sir, if we start more cleanly, no one will know what we are doing here." Among the crowd behind Burlison, a squad leader pointed a black gun at the unarmed demons and suggested in a cold tone.
For these soldiers, another difficult choice is placed before them. If they put down their weapons and accept this shameless surrender, then they will lose the opportunity for revenge.
But if they pick up weapons and use demonic methods to deal with the demons in front of them, then they will degenerate into demons from their souls and become demons with no moral bottom line and no mercy.
No matter what they choose, it seems that it is not a result they are willing to accept. Therefore, everyone holds their own weapons and waits for their commander's orders.
"We have no soldiers here...all the fighting troops have retreated." Seeing that the enemy in front of him was still holding his weapon, the demon officer raised his hands and emphasized nervously.
He now regrets waiting here to carry out the surrender order. At this moment, he doesn't even have a sword. If the opponent has murderous intentions, he will die here without even being able to fight back——
I can't even go out and I'm depressed at home. I've been really out of shape for the past two days and have a severe headache. Long Ling tries his best not to miss updates, but the update time is a bit messy. I'm very sorry.