Although the heavy machine robbers have strong lethality, the number of demons is too terrible. Although the 30000 heavy machine robbers around the Canyon have caused certain casualties, they are not enough to have a key impact on the whole war situation.
More and more demons come up from the bottom of the valley.
The firepower network formed by 30000 heavy aircraft began to suffer.
Under the close threat of the demon, some Terran soldiers are forced to give up the heavy aircraft and take up the cold weapons to meet the enemy.
"Bang!"
Close combat!
The grand battle destined to be recorded in history has been launched thoroughly!
With the weakening of the firepower suppression, the speed of the demons pouring out is faster and faster. In the torrential rain, it's like a group of ghosts are released from hell.
"Tear!"
"Ah
The roar of pain in the rain suddenly exploded, blood splashed, a celebrity soldier's arm was forcibly pulled down by the devil.
After losing the advantage of science and technology, the huge backwardness of the human race in physical quality is exposed in an instant.
Just a face-to-face, responsible for monitoring the 30000 generals here, thousands of them were brutally killed by the demon.
"Julian!"
Seeing that his comrades in arms were mercilessly twisted by the demon, private Georgia, a former second-class member of the third independent regiment of the US Army, had red eyes. His eyes were about to crack, so he rushed forward with a sabre and slashed forward, intending to avenge paoze.
"Chi..."
The sharp saber glides through the back of the demon, and the fierce friction between the armor and the blade causes a series of sparks to burst out!
Although it can't stop the bullets, the armor on the demon's body is more than enough to resist the cold weapons like swords. What's more, the second-class soldier's strength is not much at all.
"Hoo..."
Private Georgia said deeply, seeing that his opponent's armor could resist the blade, he immediately changed his attack, holding the knife in both hands, intending to cut his footwall.
But by this time, the demon had turned around, his eyes were fierce, his strong arm was waving, and the bloody head he was carrying in his hand suddenly roared and hit Georgia.
"Bang!"
Private Georgia didn't have time to react. He was hit on the chest. The huge impact force made him get off the ground and fall into the rain.
"Wow
The dirty cement splashed up and polluted his blonde hair and face. It looked like a miserable drowning dog.
"Weak, it's too weak."
Demons are walking on the rain step by step, their eyes are high, just like the Terran looking at ants.
"How can such a weak race deserve such a wonderful world? It's your end..."
He went to Georgia and stopped. He slowly raised his spear in his hand and intended to nail the poor opponent to the ground in the most cruel way. However, what puzzled him was that the humble people who were dying showed a wild smile.
"Ha ha ha On the day when I was ordered to come here, I didn't intend to go back alive. The great American people will never fear death or evil. Let's go on the road together
With a hysterical smile on his face, private Georgia, lying in the mire, pulled off the grenade tied to his leg!
"Boom!"
A bright light flashed away in the thick rain.
At the same time, a small Terran second class soldier made the final struggle with his own life.
He is far more than a warrior like Georgia.
They may have different skin colors, nationalities and races, but in this kind of battle, they all have the same identity and are the robes of the Holy Alliance of the human race. In the face of a powerful enemy and death, they all chose the most heroic way to burn with the enemy.
In ten minutes, there have been three thousand soldiers buried in the battlefield.
Why should we bury our bones? Where is the world!
In the rainstorm, the blood color gradually spread from the bottom of the valley to the outside.
Even if the Terran soldiers are brave and fight to the death, even if they choose to lead the enemy to the end, they are still unable to stop more and more enemies coming.
"Tu Tu, Tu Tu..."
Gunfire from weak to thin, as more and more people fell, 30000 generals built by the defense line finally declared collapse!
"Barbarians under the earth, don't bully me, there's no one in the Terran!"
The sound of deep cheers shook the curtain of rain, and the right emissary of the temple, nochiev, led 20 Cardinals into the battlefield.
Li Haotian, the left envoy, also followed him and rushed to the devil from the other direction.
"Finally, some decent people have come. Get out of my way. I'll fight him!"
With a laugh, Da Xi, one of the top ten cities in the lost world, comes out with two exaggerated hammers. He looks at nokiev rushing in the distance with disdain."The barbarians, who do not know how to live or die, want to touch the upper world in vain. They are frogs in the bottom of the well. They do not know the height of the earth."
Nokiev continued his usual arrogance, with great momentum, ignoring the opponent's three points stronger than himself. His right fist broke through the air barrier and rain shelter, and hit the opponent's face quickly and wildly!
"Fall down!"
Seeing that the other side was coming fiercely, general Da Xi narrowed his eyes and slightly put away his contempt. A pair of hammers with a total weight of more than a thousand were lifted up in his hands. One of the hammers separated noxyev's fist, while the other one swung away.
"Hoo..."
Strong wind!
Proud to proud, but noxyev is not stupid, such a big guy, he did not dare to hard pick up, floating body to avoid, between light and flint to seize the opportunity, a leg of time to throw on the side of the brain of Da Xi!
But because of the temporary change, the strength was a little bit smaller, but it was still enough to make most people die on the spot. As a result, the other person's body shook a little, then shook his head, and then returned to normal.
"Are you tickling me with so much strength?"
In nochiev's eyes, the flame rises, the soles of his feet suddenly step on the ground, and the male body turns into an arrow away from the string in an instant, blinking and closing to Da Xi again.
"To die!"
With his pride, how can he be so provocative?
But he forgot that although he was still the bright right envoy of the temple, the opponent he faced was no longer the common people he could despise.
Da Xi is a strong man near the emperor level in the lost world, and his strength has always been his strength.
"Bang!"
He didn't get in the way of fighting against nokiev a few punches, but when he hit him with a hammer, nokiev couldn't bear it. He was immediately hit on the ground and splashed with mud!
"Remember, Lao Tzu is called Da Xi."
Da Xi smiles cruelly and picks up the hammer. He is about to hammer the Terran into a piece of meat cake, but a vague shadow suddenly comes. Then he only feels a huge force coming from the hammer he raised. He staggers back a few steps and almost falls down.
Cui pan fell to the ground and held out a hand.
Lying in the muddy water, nokiev's eyes contracted, staring at the hand in mid air. After all, he endured the pain, extended his arm to hold the hand, and stood up with the help of his strength.