"They have activated the magic defense barrier!" A demon stationed in the trench nervously squeezed the ax in his hand and said to his companions with a trembling voice.
"This is not a good sign! Get ready to fight!" The demon soldiers around him were also very nervous, not knowing whether they were cheering up the other party or themselves.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the trenches that the demons had hastily dug. On the other side, the human heavy armored grenadiers had begun to attack forward.
They didn't play any tricks, and they didn't have any skills at all. The huge armored vehicles began to line up and slowly pushed forward, and the soldiers who lit up the magic defense barrier followed behind these armored vehicles.
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"They're coming! They're coming!" A demon soldier who had just participated in training for a short time muttered even more nervously as he looked at the approaching enemies.
To be honest, he was a farmer a few months ago, and a refugee fleeing eastward half a month ago.
It had only been a dozen days since he was caught here and ordered to start training. He was not even familiar with the basic movements of swinging a sword.
Now everyone is different from before. In the past, we practiced the steps of the square formation. Everyone was crowded together and could rely on each other, which also improved some courage.
But today's style of play involves hiding in the trenches, with few companions visible around you. In this case, the tension is not the least bit tense.
"Wait until they get close! Everyone obey the command! Jump out of the trenches together and start hand-to-hand combat with the opponent!" A demonic low-ranking officer, carrying a long sword, walked through the trench he was responsible for, reminding every soldier.
In fact, he was also very nervous, because it was his first time to experience such a battle, and he didn't know what would happen next.
But he was not a fool. When he saw the mountains in the distance rising from thick smoke and covered in fire, he also knew that the humans in front of him were definitely not easy to mess with.
If they could defeat these humans, they would not stand here in fear. Shouldn't they have invaded the magical world long ago and enslaved the creatures on the magical continent?
Everyone is very nervous, but the humans on the other side have already attacked, so being nervous is useless.
When those damn, terrifying heavy armored vehicles smashed through the dry trees and tore apart the bushes on the edge of the woods with a creaking sound, there was more commotion among the demon troops.
"We have surrendered! Your people are in our headquarters! Don't mess around!" A low-ranking demonic officer stood up and shouted loudly with his hands raised.
As he yelled, he glanced at his superior, the supreme commander here, the demonic officer who pretended to surrender.
The other party gave him a look, asking him to continue to deceive. He could only swallow a mouthful of saliva and continued to shout: "We have surrendered! Your people..."
Just when he shouted for the second time, a bullet flew towards him. A standard bullet of a 15 mm caliber sniper rifle, which has a very powerful penetrating ability.
With black blood, the bullet penetrated the demon's head, and then embedded itself in the trunk of a thick tree behind him, splashing a piece of sawdust.
"..." The demon didn't know why he was shot in the head. The next second he fell on his back and fell back into the trench.
Black blood spattered, and some even splashed on the face of the leading demon officer. For a moment, he seemed to understand many things, and for a moment, he seemed to regret it a little bit.
"We have surrendered!" A demon soldier may not know that his commander has pushed them to a dead end, and asked with some confusion: "Why are they still attacking?"
"Shut up..." A low-ranking demonic officer held a long sword and pushed him, telling him to shut up quickly.
The next second, they heard the sound of intensive engines above their heads.
An AH-64 armed helicopter is overlooking the earth, and the 30mm cannon on its nose is pointing majestically at the target on the ground.
"Release our personnel immediately! Otherwise we will open fire!" Before the demons who looked up to the sky could react, a human officer on the ground shouted loudly.
Although he was far away, he seemed to be carrying equipment such as a loudspeaker, so the sound was clearly transmitted to the devil's position.
The leading demon officer clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "They are in our headquarters! Send someone to pick them up!"
"Let them come out on their own! I will only wait 10 minutes!" The human officer who shouted did not compromise, but continued to emphasize: "If we can't see them in 10 minutes, we will start attacking!"
The demon officer knew that he could not let the dead people go out on their own. However, he still planned to delay the time and gain some opportunities for himself: "They are injured! It was a misunderstanding! Send a few people over to pick them up.
They can just leave!”
"It seems that they are already in danger." After hearing this answer, the heavy armored grenadier battalion commander sneered and looked at his deputy: "Tell them, we only have five minutes to wait!"
He has no patience and continues to struggle with these stupid demons. What he wants to do now is revenge and venting his hatred, nothing more.
Then there will be a brutal and inhumane massacre, and talking to the cunning devil about humanity is a waste of expressions.
"Let the artillery prepare to fire!" The battalion commander, who didn't even want to wait for a minute, continued to order: "Everyone stays where you are! We will go in and clean up the mess in a while!"
"We'll only wait 5 minutes! If we can't see our soldiers, we'll open fire!" The adjutant held a loudspeaker and shouted loudly at the devil's position in the distance.
On the demon's position, a low-ranking demon officer cursed: "Why are these bastard humans so unreasonable?"
What he didn't think about was that their commander was not being reasonable either, or even less so.
The problem at this moment is that the humans on the edge of the jungle seem to have not continued to be deceived, but have wisely understood everything. This has put the demons in the jungle at a loss.
Five minutes is not a short time, but it is not a long time. The demon troops stationed here were tortured by these five minutes and were about to go crazy with irritation.
They didn't know how long five minutes was, and no one explained to them what this time meant.
Just when they were so agitated, five minutes passed and they didn't realize that after such a short period of time, hell opened the door to them.
"Thud, tug, tug!" The armed helicopter hovering above their heads suddenly started shooting. Before anyone could recover, dozens of demon soldiers were shot through the body by bullets.
The screams continued, the white smoke from the rockets remained in the sky, and the explosion instantly covered the devil's position.
The 155 mm caliber howitzer shells then began to rain down, with shrapnel everywhere and black blood everywhere.
The fighting power of the two sides was completely unequal. In less than a minute, the devil's position was filled with billowing smoke.
Those bombs filled with white phosphorus and napalm bloomed in the jungle, turning countless demons into different states of medium-rare, five-medium and seven-rare.
"Ah!" A demon finally couldn't stand the deafening explosions, jumped out of his bunker, and rushed towards the human army with his ax raised high.
After a crisp gunshot, white snow flew around the feet of the demon who jumped out of the trench. The bullet did not hit the target.
Even a sniper cannot guarantee that he can hit a running target with one shot. So all the sniper has to do is aim again and pull the trigger again.
After the second gunshot, the demon fell in a pool of blood and struggled to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it at all.
The 15mm caliber bullets are very powerful and their stopping effect is astonishing. When one shot hits the torso, few targets can stand up again.
After all, when this weapon was designed, the four-legged orangutans of the Demon Clan were used as the target reference. The larger four-legged orangutans would not be able to bear a single shot, let alone the ordinary soldiers of the Demon Clan.
Although they saw one of their companions being knocked down, many demons still couldn't hold on and suddenly jumped out of the trenches and rushed towards the human infantry.
They felt that if they were beaten passively like this, they would sooner or later be beaten to death in the trenches. Rather than dying in such a suffocating manner, it would be better to rush out vigorously and fight the enemy to the death.
Driven by such thoughts, these demon soldiers jumped out of the trenches one after another, and were knocked down in the forest one after another.
The army of the Eilanhir Empire seemed to have launched a firepower display of their own here, showing these terrifying and terrifying means of destruction to these desperate demons one after another.
Soon, the entire battlefield was filled with only artillery fire and the roar of machine guns, and the firepower of the Eilanhir Empire seemed to have no intention of stopping.
Huddled in his trench, the demon officer at this moment had only one emotion left: regret. He regretted that he did not retreat immediately, regretted that he did not leave those humans as hostages...
Of course, he won't regret the fact that he killed humans. Humans who don't surrender to the origin of magic, don't they all deserve to die?