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Chapter 602 The battlefield like a meat grinder

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A formation of twelve dragonfly transporters swept over the bombing area marked by the map.

The Pig Man brothers who have rich driving experience are still the leader, and the pilot pilot is leading the way, while the remaining eleven wingmen keep their formations and follow them.

Take the altitude, speed, cutting angle, wind speed and other flight parameters into the formula to calculate the approximate bomb drop distance, the long aircraft sends a bomb drop signal to each wingman, then open the hatch door, and the bomb dropper slides down one by one by one.

Although using a transporter to carry bombs is a bit nonsense in all senses, the lack of accuracy can be completely filled with quantity.

Aerial bombs fell to the city area like dumplings, and soon a cluster of orange-red flames exploded between the abandoned highway and the tall buildings.

Most of the tall buildings left over from the prosperity era are extremely solid.

Even after two hundred years of weathering, after a round of carpet bombing, most buildings still maintain the main structure intact.

The building, which is only 100 meters high, was probably hit by an aviation bomb and slowly collapsed to the north from a certain floor in the middle.

Looking at the scene of the collapse of the sky and the rolling dust that blew away the haze and floated up hundreds of meters, Brother Bing and Huozi, who were standing by the porthole of the cabin, couldn't help but smack his tongue.

I'll take a break...to deal with a sniper?

Although this is the case in reality, most of them are thrown by a guided missile or fired a few grenades.

Rarely, there will be a lot of money to send a bomber formation to deal with a sniper.

This is a bit like a cannon hitting a mosquito.

Unprofessional, he grunted with a smile and joked in the communication channel.

Start your brain and think about it carefully. Will mutants use snipers to attack black guns?And it's such a big fog.

Bing and Huozi slapped their heads.

Hiss... I just understood it just by saying that.

He subconsciously brought it into reality. Of course, it was impossible to do so in reality, but this is in the game.

The group of guys hiding beside him for small moves were obviously little mice from Torch Church.No matter what idea they are making, it is absolutely right to slap them in the face.

The only thing that surprised him was that he didn't expect that the NPC's ideas were so clear.

The communication channel came from other players on the plane.

The fog was too heavy, and there was no way to see the situation on the ground.

Can that guy be killed?

Then I have to ask the brothers on the ground to search for them with their eyes wide open!Unprofessional anti-Man laughed, deflected the joystick, and returned to the direction of the ground airport with the bomber formation.

He paused, and he continued.

Let's think about how to land first.

It was not difficult for him to fall in fog, but those rookies were different.

I hope to drop two less by then.

I hope the ground staff won't scold me...

……

The hundreds of meters tall building broke from the middle, and looked down from the sky and was just a piece of tofu that had been split halfway.

However, standing on the ground, it looks like a square mountain.

Even though it was hundreds of meters away from the war zone, the wind and sand and stones that were blown away still blew over the heads of both sides of the war, and they were sprinkled like raindrops.

The violent airflow blew away the spore clouds floating in the air for a moment.

The mutant soldiers' eyes were wide open, and they unconsciously opened their mouths when they looked at the direction of the collapse of the tall building, and they didn't even notice the ashes they had eaten.

What happened there?!

The same was true for the players. They even stopped firing for a moment, and couldn't help but exclaim at the eye-shaking scene.

...Awesome, if this is a CG bunker!

666!

What a fucking bunker!Shuke, who was driving the helicopter, changed the machine gun and complained with laughter, "Let's think about how to get through this level in front of you!"

Beta, who drove the toy car, lay next to him.

This brother probably thought that such a big fog should be fine, so he planned to run over and show his hand to repair the car, but he was shot and his head was blown out.

He quickly stepped forward and pulled the person back, but his mind was broken. He probably was sitting at home with a confused look on his face and didn't know what was going on.

The Chimera armored vehicle broke down in the middle of the road, continuously opening fire to the mutant's position to provide suppressed fire.

However, those mutants also learned their lessons and no longer fought with them head-on, but hid in the alleys on both sides of the street and penetrated and surrounded them from both sides.

By the way, why didn’t those planets help us get a round of bombs?After wiping the ashes on his face, the shrimps and pig heart cursed.

Shuke rolled his eyes when driving the helicopter.

Is it bad to go to the forum?

Squatting on the other side of the street were brothers from the Death Corps. Hearing their shouts, he laughed and joked.

Remember to let the Mosquito man lock his friend up and then drop the bomb!

Hahaha!

What functions does this game have?

Although he was trapped in a dilemma, the players who were guarding here did not have any intention of being nervous.

Since the bombers helped them get rid of the snipers in the distance, it means that the command has noticed their situation.

More support is on the way.

They just have to persevere until the reinforcements arrive.

The brief rest was broken by a gunshot.

The two sides in the street fighting reopened fire, and flashing tracer shone wildly through the narrow blocks.

Those green-skinned beasts were not really stupid. They finally paralyzed an iron box that could spit out fire, so they naturally didn't want to let this guy go easily.

A team of 100 people who had been defeated from other fronts were quickly pulled here, and a group of ÁÁ-voiced mutants rushed towards it.

As long as they can tear a gap in the league's offensive, they can save this line of defense that is on the verge of collapse.

However, at this moment, not only was a broken Chimera standing in front of them, but also an expanded 100-man team of the Death Corps.

Although these guys' equipment is not as awesome as other corpses and their sequence level is not outstanding, they are all cruel characters who are not afraid of death.

And he is even a street fighting expert!

They each had a troll or submachine gun, and some were holding bolt-action rifles with bayonets, and fought in close combat with mutant soldiers in the alley.

The mutant waving the mallet had just smashed the head of an unlucky guy. Before it could taste what it felt, a man holding a shotgun lifted his skull.

Some players and mutants frayed together and simply detonated the explosives on their bodies. The two of them instantly turned into blood rain.

Even the mutant who lived a barbaric life of eating raw meat and drinking blood could not help but show a hint of horror in front of this barbaric style of play.

These people are crazy people!

The alley more than ten meters long was filled with broken limbs, broken arms and corpses. The sticky blood and organs turned this place into a black swamp, and the gunshots did not mean to stop at all.

Just as the battle between the two sides was in a state of anxiety, a rapid and compact gunfire suddenly came from the other side of the street.

Bang bang bang!

Thick and long lightning rushes at the mutant rushing out of the entrance of the alley, and the knotted muscles instantly blow into pieces of fragmented blood.

roar!

A mutant with red eyes roared and threw the lit explosive bag in his hand at the broken armored vehicle.

The bulging explosive bag was as big as a schoolbag, and it was coated with black tar on the outside, which could stick to the surface of the armor.

Damn it!

Shuke, who was driving the helicopter, swearing when he saw this, threw away the machine gun without saying a word, rushed forward, pulled off the explosive bag hanging on the surface of the armor and threw it to the ground.

Almost as soon as he threw himself down, the explosion of fire broke his whole body into pieces, and it made a tinkling sound when it hit the armor of the armored vehicle.

If this is made to detonate on the surface of the armor, let alone a thin armored vehicle, even a tank will probably be destroyed.

The mutant's eyes were wide and almost protruded. Obviously, he didn't expect that in just three seconds, the iron box, which was almost certain to die, would be rescued.

But there was no time to surprise him.

Just as the explosive pack exploded, a shuttle of armor-piercing incendiary bombs swept over and instantly shot it into a pool of minced meat.

Shuke!!!

Looking at Shuke, who was blown up so much that he didn't even have any residue left, the shrimp pig said so much, and rushed to the entrance of the alley with an assault rifle and shot it, but unfortunately swept the loneliness.

The mutants saw another armored vehicle coming, and understood that they had lost their last chance.

The leading mutant screamed first, and the minions who were lying behind the bunker and fired, cursing and leaving the bunker and retreating.

Except for a few red-eyed guys who were fighting furiously, most of the green-skinned animals retreated towards the southern defense line.

Seeing the mutants begin to retreat, the mole in the canyon stepped on the driver and asked the brother to drive his car in front of the broken Chimera, chasing the group of retreating mutants and sweeping two shuttles.

The hatch door behind the car's butt was opened out, and the elf Wang Fugui and Yirena jumped out from inside, scattered on both sides of the armored vehicle and put up guns.

One of the car repair players carried the toolbox and quickly ran to the broken Chimera armored vehicle.

Moving away the body of the engineer whose head was blown away, he opened the hood with his tools and immediately started working with a wrench and a screwdriver.

Half of his body was poked out from the turret, and the mole looked up at the bombed area and smacked his tongue.

Then he looked at the player who was repairing the car and shouted.

How about it?Can it be repaired?

The player who was busy responded without looking back.

The engine shell has a hole... I'll try it, it should be fine to move, but the power may have to be cut in half.

Then I will leave it to you. Just drive it back to the base if you can.

OK!

The player who was repairing the car raised the wrench in his hand and responded. The mole was about to retract back into the armored vehicle. The Death Corps' debt-eyed big eyes walked over with a rifle in his arms.

Before he could speak, the elf king Fugui immediately opened his eyes wide as if he had seen a precious animal and said with a smile on his face.

Yo, big eyes?!Why are you here?

He couldn't hear the implication, and said with a big eye with a smile on his face.

Tell me, I came four days ago!

Irena looked back with a funny look on her face.

I thought you were missing.

Get out, you just lost contact!Your whole family is missing!

I understood the guy's expression in an instant, rolled my eyes in debt with a bad mood, and then shouted at the mole sitting on the turret watching the fun.

Brother, we have taken on a new task here, and the remaining staff are not enough. You can do it if you have time.

Thinking that Brother Chicken probably won't be able to use him, but he was afraid that he was completely crazy and happy at this moment, Mole looked at him with interest and asked.

What task?

Support brothers in the Burning Corps.

Those monsters still need support?

This is the mission briefing. They encountered some trouble in the bombing area... They can't contact them at the moment, and the command center speculated that 80% of them were done by people from the Torch Church.

It seems that it was a lonely blow.

The mole touched his chin.

Communication blocked?

Debt Big Eye: Probably.

OK, I'll shake a few people over to come together.

The index finger pointed in his ear, and the mole calmly ordered while looking at the map on the VM.

2. 4 groups of attention. If there is a new task, go to the map icon to collect the locations.In addition, there is communication interference in the target area, and the backup contact solution is activated!

The so-called backup contact solution is to always leave an infantryman offline as a human radio station and use group chats to exchange information on the front line.

Two neat answers were quickly heard from the communication channel.

receive!

The mole that hung up the communication was not at all vague. He gave Big Eye a gesture to follow and shouted to the brothers on the street.

You are here for a while, and I and the brothers from the Death Corps will go and take a look and come back.

Holding a rifle, staring at the empty street in front of him, the elf Wang Fugui shouted with his back to the Chimera armored vehicle behind him.

Oak!

……

At the same time.

The city area 600 meters above the west side of the front line, the streets that were fortunate by bombers were in a mess, with black craters and cracked walls everywhere, and several clusters of unextinguished flames swaying on the twisted steel bars and concrete.

Several bloody corpses were on the ground. The shape of the alien species that were wandering in this block was swept in by the explosion just now, leaving only this little thing.

Almost no organisms exposed to bunkers survive.

After knocking open the broken metal door panel, the Akapiri came out of the ruins with a black head, greedily breathing the fresh air, but was choked by the more pungent smell of gunpowder and coughed violently twice.

Damn, that bastard!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly just now and quickly retreated to the stairwell with his partner, otherwise he would have almost disappeared.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but scold the old guy, and he only spoke halfway and ran away with himself.

In short, it is no longer safe here, so we have to retreat to a safe area first...

The moment he stepped on the street with his right foot, a warning suddenly climbed up to his heart, and the Akapiri was low and rolling down, hiding behind the concrete wreckage on the side of the road.

Almost the same time he had just hid behind the concrete wreckage, an arrow nailed to where he was originally standing.

Seeing the arrow, Akapira glanced at the corner of her mouth disdainfully, but the mocking expression instantly frozen on her face before it could last for 05 seconds.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw a faint red light vaguely!

Grass

There was no time to dodge, and he could only hear a dripping sound, and the arrow instantly exploded a ball of fire, and the raging shock wave shot towards the surroundings with steel balls.

The surging waves of air hit the breastplate, and the Akata, who was hit hard, felt all his internal organs trembling.

Even with the protection of the exoskeleton, he still suffered a little injury.

Before he could deal with the wound that was scraped out by the fragments, he pulled out the smoke bomb and threw it under his feet, staggering to the back of another safer bunker.

He roared in the communication channel by clicking the communication button on the helmet.

Tang He!Find the guy who shot the archery for me!Tang He?

There was no response in the communication channel.

Akamatsu's face froze, and he immediately realized that it was the good thing that Arzu did, and immediately cursed.

The old thing about the dog...

That guy probably planned to let the dog go.

Those underdeveloped cerebellum cannot tell the difference between us and we will only pick up moving things randomly and stuff them into our mouths.

He has to leave here as soon as possible!

On the other side, looking at the guy who avoided the fatal blow, a hint of surprise appeared on Fang Chang's face, but it was just surprise.

Want to run?

Haha, it depends on where you run!

At the same time after the bombing, he and Lao Bai, a total of twenty players, arrived in this area in helicopters and started a search.

Since he had discovered the location of the target, he would definitely not be able to let this guy run away.

Lao Bai... The man is right in front of me, confirmed that he is an apostle of the Torch Church. The location has been marked on the map. Lao Bai?

There is only rustling current tone in the communication channel.

Fang Chang's expression slightly solemn.

Communication blocking?

day!

He cursed inwardly, and he took out a burst arrow and placed it on the bowstring of the Dawn compound bow, lowered his body and pressed it towards the cover where the target was hiding.

The nearby teammates should have heard the sound of the firefight and are rushing towards this area.

He had to rush before the apostle escaped.

Hold that guy down!

However, at this moment, a deafening roar penetrated the fog, and a thud and thud gunshot came from the street not far away.

Fang Chang couldn't help but stop and looked over there, then his pupils couldn't help but shrink into a dot.

I saw a fat giant standing in the middle of the street, with tentacles as thick as pythons on the right arm, and a big hand made of steel.

The meat on its body is like a pile of worms, twisting and expanding unconsciously, inviolating strange power in the gray-green fog.

The murderous dagger, waving two big fists of iron pots, swung a punch and hit its chest. The exhaust pipe of the shoulder blades also sprayed a nitrogen-accelerated tail flame.

However, the destructive power of this can overturn an armored vehicle only splashed ripples on the meat mountain made of maggots.

The fat giant let out a dull cry, but did not move back.

In a vague way, Fang Chang heard the strange scream of Mr. Killing Bi.

Damn it?!What is this thing

Before he could finish his words, a lightning-fast tentacle twitched into his chest, knocking him away like a baseball, and fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness.

Fang Chang stared at the monster intently and couldn't help swallowing.

'Butcher'……?

No

This thing is more curious than the fruiting entity of the mutant slime mold in Qingquan City!

Not only is the size several times larger, but the destructive power has also increased significantly by more than one order of magnitude!It's a bit like the evolution in the previous wave.

Seeing the meat mountain moving towards Brother Killing, Fang Chang knew that he could not wait any longer, so he shot an arrow at the monster's face without hesitation.

The exploded fire exploded in the monster's face, blowing its head into pieces and flying out.

Fang Chang was slightly stunned when he saw this.

His explosive arrow only had a load of dozens of grams, which was probably a little more than an ordinary broken grenade.

When did you become so awesome?

As he expected, things were not as simple as he thought.

I saw the monster whose head was blown away was like nothing happened, and his huge body didn't even shake it.

Then, the wriggling pieces of meat seemed to be controlled by some independent consciousness, and rushed to the shoulders of the meat mountain like crawling earthworms.

In less than ten seconds, an abstract head grew again on the empty shoulders.

If you look closely at the blown-off wreckage, it is not a fragment of the skull, but a piece of maggot-like flesh.

Some of them were blown up, but more were still alive.

They were left behind and twisted their broken bodies stubbornly and crawled towards the meat mountain, as if they wanted to become part of that body again.

Looking at this incredible scene, Fang Chang's eyes widened.

What kind of outrageous black technology is this?!

And where did this guy come out?!

This is not what makes his scalp numb the most

Those empty eyes looked at him.

Although it was dozens of meters away and the heavy gray-green fog, Fang Chang could clearly feel that he had successfully pulled away the boss's hatred.

The waves were like wriggling tentacles like seaweed floating in the diving, but he had seen how fast that thing moved.

The guy who was killed after being killed hasn't gotten up yet!

Is it a boss fight again...

Fang Chang's eyes gradually ignited a fighting spirit, and he took out another arrow with an orange label from the quiver and placed it on the bowstring of the mechanical composite bow.

It is a burning arrow that concentrates solid hydrogen and high-performance kerosene, which can easily create a fire field several meters wide on the ground.

Since the explosion cannot be done

Then use fire!

……

In a building hundreds of meters away from the bombing area, Alzu, who had changed his place, stared at the lively urban area expressionlessly, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect to be able to stop the most elite troops in the alliance with just a servant, and he didn't have to think that those guys were people from the Burning Corps.

However, it is more than enough to create some chaos to help the idiot who is in charge of the referee escape.

Although I don't like the two idiots who are not good at doing anything, if they don't die under the bombing and are caught alive, it will be a problem for him.

I hope they can learn a little from this failure and restrain their strong self-confidence a little.

Their enemies are not easy to deal with, and they are completely different from those indigenous people.

The 404 refuge that he had never heard of might be more dangerous than the enterprises and colleges.

A year ago, the idiots in the court should have understood this truth.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind him.

An old man with a hunched body and wrinkled face walked behind him and stopped.

The old man's skin was dark green and he was wearing a robe with strange patterns.

You can tell from his appearance that he is a mutant.

However, just looking at his appearance, no one can guess how long he has lived.

Looking at Arzu's back, he sighed softly and lowered his eyebrows slightly and said.

There are some reasons why the people in the alliance are endless, and our tribe has suffered heavy casualties. If this continues, we may lose this war.

Arzu turned around and looked at the aging mutant, staring at the turbid eyes, and suddenly spoke.

Gomo.

What's wrong.

Do you want to restore the glory of Singularity?

The sound had a hint of seduction.

Gomo frowned slightly, then stretched his eyebrows and said softly.

I dreamed of it.

Then I will persuade your child for me.

Arzu retracted his gaze from his face and continued to look at the dense fog-covered urban area in the distance. He narrowed his eyes slightly and continued.

Let him hold on for a while.

Soon, the Son will give him power comparable to the gods.