"Ah!" A demon screamed in the trench, covering his wound. His voice was drowned by the artillery fire, and no one cared about such a pitiful little character like him.
Some demons were already covered in napalm, and the fire burned his skin. Because he had exhausted his magic, he could only struggle and roll around in the snow, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.
The low-ranking demonic officers who could still barely hold up the magic defense barrier could only watch in despair as the flames of the white phosphorus bombs burned on their magic barriers.
Although these flames could not reach him for the time being, he also knew that his magical energy was not enough to persist.
At their feet, some of the demon soldiers whose bones had been exposed by the white phosphorus bombs were still alive. They were groaning in pain, and every breath was a huge torture for them.
The air was filled with a suffocating smell, burnt, and full of blood. He didn't even dare to move his steps easily while he was still alive, because it was easy to step on the "corpses" that were still alive.
The still-living "corpses" who can no longer see or even make a sound will grab the ankles that step on their feet, just like evil spirits from hell.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" A demonic low-level officer who had gone crazy struggled to run out of the trench and ran wildly towards the depths of the forest.
He staggered and hit a big tree, and black blood was drawn on his shoulder from the broken branch on the trunk. But he himself didn't know it and continued running deeper into the forest.
A soldier tried to catch his commander, but as soon as he followed him out of the trench, his head was shattered by a stray bullet.
Two more helicopters hovered over the forest. The bullets penetrated the dense coniferous forest and splashed white snow on the ground.
The bullets traveled across the woods, breaking branches and knocking down a lot of white snow. More bullets were fired at the position where the devil was stationed, causing the black soil soaked in black blood to fly high.
"The shelling can stop!" Seeing that there was no movement in the forest, the battalion commander of the heavy armored grenadiers raised his arm, and then contacted the artillery unit behind him through his walkie-talkie.
Sure enough, less than a minute later, the artillery shells stopped falling, the battlefield was no longer noisy, and only the sound of the helicopter's engine remained in the sky.
The next second, the battalion commander's arm slashed forward, and his command sounded in everyone's headphones: "Start attacking!"
The armored vehicle in front of him began to move forward, its huge tires crushing the low, yellow bushes in front of it.
A small tree was broken by the front armor of the tilting armored vehicle. The snow on the tree hit the armored vehicle and was melted by the warm armor steel plate.
Because it needs to carry heavy armored grenadiers, this new infantry fighting vehicle has the same structure as the old infantry fighting vehicle. The engines are both front-mounted, so the heat of the engine is naturally located in the front.
"Buzz...squeak..." The sound of the motor suddenly sounded, and the fully automatic turret on the heavy armored vehicle quickly locked onto a target ahead.
The 50 mm caliber cannon spurted out tongues of flame, a short burst of five shells, and the light left by tracer bullets stagnated in the air.
In an instant, on the opposite side of the demon troop's position, a piece of soil was splashed everywhere. Following the splash of soil, there was an arm, and the arm held a broken bow and a loose bow string.
The heavy-armored grenadiers of the Airanhir Empire, who had already opened the magic defense barrier, walked step by step on the soft soil, stepping over the corpses of the demon soldiers who had just fallen on the charging road.
They didn't even look at the corpse at their feet, because they had seen many more deaths than this before.
"Long live the Empire of Eilandsil!" Following the armored body, a grenadier commander loudly encouraged his soldiers.
Along with his shouts, these heavy armored grenadiers moved forward more firmly. Their huge and heavy boots stepped on the soil, making a crunching sound.
"Tu tu tu tu tu!" A soldier stopped, picked up the large-caliber assault rifle in his hand, pointed it at a target in the distance, and pulled the trigger with ease.
A row of bullets hit the trunk of the tree, splinters flying everywhere. The branches nearby were broken, and a fleeing demon soldier next to the branch screamed and fell to the ground.
The black blood spread immediately, dyeing the surrounding white blood black. The demon soldier struggled for a while, but finally died and lay dead next to the thick tree.
Soon, the huge wheels of the heavy armored vehicles of the Airansil Empire rolled over the trench positions where the demons were stationed.
Those huge tires crushed the charred corpses, the corpses full of bullet holes, the corpses that were shocked to death without wounds, and the demon soldiers who were still breathing...
"Long live the source of magic!" After the armored vehicle ran over the trench, suddenly, a demon soldier in the trench shouted and stood up with a long sword.
What greeted him were the muzzles of several black holes on the opposite side. Before the demon had time to chop down his long sword, he was hit by a dense barrage of bullets and returned to the place where he pretended to be dead.
When he lay back, he could still feel that the ground behind him was still warm, but the dense blood holes on his body were spurting out blood, and the black blood was taking away the warmth from his body.
"Ah!" Another demon stood up. He had just been stunned by the shell, and now he regained consciousness. After he exclaimed, he wanted to grab the weapon next to him.
Unfortunately, before he could grab the weapon, there was an Eiland Hill Grenadier standing by the trench, overlooking him, and pulled the trigger of the weapon in his hand.
The devil, whose body had been scorched black, was struggling desperately in the trench. The grenadiers of the Elanshir Empire who passed by glanced at the enemy who was not dead, and were unwilling to even take a shot.
They pass by these living "corpses" with disdain, and sometimes step on them directly, which is considered to embody the spirit of humanity.
The demons in some places have not yet died completely. They gathered together, holding weapons in their hands, and seemed to want to resist.
However, the heavy armored grenadiers of the Airanhill Empire did not give them any chance. Bullets were fired from all directions, beating these stubborn resistance into a sieve.
The demons who had been shot fell to the ground and groaned. The heavy armored grenadiers who had fired came forward and stabbed the demons who were still screaming, one by one, with their bayonet-mounted spears.
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Black blood remained on the bayonets, making them shine with a strange brilliance in the winter sun, and making the remaining demon soldiers even more desperate.
These attacking Airansil Empire soldiers did not stop or persuade them to surrender. They were just attacking crazily, killing crazily, and slaughtering every visible target crazily.
"Wait! Wait! I surrender! I surrender!" A demon finally couldn't bear it, shook his burned arm, and cried out in the sea of blood among the corpses.
He no longer had any courage to resist these powerful and murderous "demons" in front of him.
A human soldier dressed in steel walked up to him who was kneeling on the ground, raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder, stepping him back into the pile of corpses behind him.
Then, when the demon wanted to struggle and raise his hands again, the human grenadier stabbed his chest with a bayonet at an angle.
"I...I surrender...surrender..." The demon soldier vomiting blood still wanted to struggle, but he could feel that his life was quickly drained from his body.
"It's too late!" The human said coldly, and then took out his bayonet. Black blood spattered out, and it made a pleasant squealing sound.
The demon commander staggered back to his headquarters and saw the truck that had been blown to pieces by missiles and the jeep that had been burned by incendiary bombs.
The car that was very beautiful when it arrived has now turned into a blackened frame. And the earth dragon beast that was ridden by the demon knight has also been beaten into a sieve and collapsed beside the big tree where its reins were tied.
The originally hidden headquarters was also destroyed by bombs, leaving only a charred pit and some scattered things.
Even in some places, you can see discarded human food packaging, including instant noodles, various compressed biscuits, and some plastic wrappers of ham sausages.
Of course, there are also bombed, broken or damaged human assault rifles, bulletproof vests and other "relics" that were previously stored in the command post.
"Why... why didn't those bastards fall for the trick! Why didn't they send someone to search? Why..." The already somewhat crazy demon officer staggered into the woods, looking at the demon soldiers hiding in the distance who had lost their command.
Tibet is like a cockroach under the light.
It was as if humans were deliberately driving away these poor demon soldiers, deliberately gathering them together, and then easily killing these quail-like demon soldiers.
Different from the previous politeness, humans at this moment are more like a group of demons, a group of demons with fangs exposed.
At this moment, the demon commander realized something extra. These humans in front of him may really be more powerful than the source of magic, and his belief may be just a joke in front of these humans.
This is a complete joke... Thinking of this, he shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea...
At this time, several heavy armored grenadiers in the distance had discovered his "leader" wearing armor——
There will be another update later, if you stay up late, you can wait, it will be posted in about 20 minutes.
