Chapter 118

"The Lord of the city is in the inner city. It's a small fortress. All the important materials of the slave city are in it!"

It was raining. After sweeping the enemy on the wall, the soldiers were mobilized to pause under the wall in the gate.

More than 200 figures were standing in the rain. At a glance, the dense figures were one after another.

In front of the team, the remaining thunder carried by the mobilized soldiers, facing the heavy rain, loudly reminded.

At present, the fighting power of these people is too terrible. The slave city is no longer saved. Yu Lei knows this in his heart.

Now what he needs to do is to save his life, and the only way to save his life is to lead the way and tell all the people around him about the slave city.

"Keep going!"

With an order, the mobilized soldiers who had been standing still in the rain began to move again.

They trotted with guns down the straight street to the inner city.

As he ran, jevrich looked around.

Behind the city wall, there is a dense group of buildings. The buildings are not tall. Most of them are about seven stories. Compared with the decadent buildings outside, the buildings in the city look quite intact, and there is no trace of aging.

The buildings here must have been repaired by human beings. As for reconstruction, there is also possibility.

The street under the building is much cleaner and tidy than the outside. At least there is no green vegetation. Although it is still a dilapidated Road, it looks much better.

Mobilizers are moving in the street, walking in the rain.

Through the thermal function, you can see from the display screen inside the helmet that many people standing outside the window are observing the street outside.

Those people were undoubtedly the civilians of slave City, and the movement outside attracted their attention.

Tonight is destined to be an unsettled night for the slave city. The slave city is changing something in the heavy rain.

Since the city wall was broken, the mobilized soldiers who were marching inside the city did not encounter any enemies.

The enemy seems to have disappeared.

The street in the rain is very calm, only the figure of mobilizers exists, and it passes in a flash from the rain on the street.

"Attention! Prepare to fight

In a short time, the mobilized soldiers who acted in the street finally met the enemy.

At the end of the street, in the distance of the dark rain ahead, a large group of figures emerged. They were coming along the street.

There were so many, so many, so many, they were running around the streets, all with guns in their hands.

With the help of night vision and thermal sensing functions of helmets, the mobilized soldiers can see them all the way in the dark rain.

They didn't see the mobilizers, the misty rain and the dark night blocking their sight.

Although they are holding a lot of lighting tools emitting light column, but that light can make them not see too far away.

It's just being able to see the road under your feet.

With a wave of his hand, jevrich pointed to the middle of the road.

The mobilizers in the back responded and formed a fire line in the middle of the street.

About 20 mobilizers were half kneeling in a row in the middle of the road, pointing to the dark street ahead with rifles in hand.

Behind them are also more than 20 standing mobilizers, with guns in front of the rain.

The rest of the mobilizers stood on both sides of the street, freely dispersed and ready to fight.

The mobilizers are waiting for the approaching enemy.

And the soldiers of slave City, who are still running in the dark rain, don't realize that the dark god of death in front of them has waved the sickle, waiting for them to run to the edge of the sword.

As time goes by, the enemy is getting closer and closer.

Until close in front of our eyes, we can see the figure in the rain screen shaking with the naked eye.

"Fire!"

At the command, death waved the sickle.

"Daddada"

The tongue of fire flickered, the huge gunfire was dense, and countless bullet marks of red fire appeared in the dark rain, forming a barrage, whistling to attack the oncoming figure.

"Ho! Hiss

The sound of bullets into the meat continued, and in the scream, countless figures fell to the ground and rolled together.

Some died in a moment, while others are still alive.

Massacre, it's a massacre.

Countless red bullet marks roared from the rain, but they still did not see the existence of the enemy.

A road figure, like cutting wheat like, a piece of fall.

"Bang bang!"

They hit back, shooting symbolically in the direction of the bullet.

After being baptized by the first wave of bullets, they fell on the ground, but the enemy's firepower was too strong. Even if they fell on the ground, their companions were hit by bullets every minute, either crying or killed.

Soon after the end of the war, the gunfire rang out in the slave city. This time, the gunfire became more intense and cruel to the two sides.

Mobilizers have powerful firepower, while the enemy has many times more people than their own.

In the street encounter, both sides have no shelter to cover, this is a completely by luck battle.

However, compared with the slave soldiers without any protection, the mobilized soldiers have better protective equipment. Although the number of the other side is large, the bullet curtain seems terrible, but the power of the bullet is too poor, even the most vulnerable joints of the power combat suit can not be effectively penetrated.

It was an unfair fight from beginning to end.

On the line of fire in the street, the frequency of mobilizers' shooting never stopped. When one clip was finished, another clip was immediately replaced, and hundreds of bullets were continuously fired, with smoke from the muzzle.

Most of the counterattacks are empty guns. Even if the mobilized soldiers are lucky enough to hit the line of fire, the mobilized soldiers will only shake slightly and continue to shoot in the front.

Bullet marks dance wildly, bullets roar and guns rumble. In the streets shrouded by the darkness of rain, only the fire light of shooting is flashing, and the red bullet marks cut through the darkness, but no one is seen.

"Retreat, retreat, return to the inner city!"

As the figures fell one after another, panic spread among the soldiers in the slave city. Although they did not turn around to escape, they had no heart to fight.

And the huge loss also made the commander of the slave City soldiers retreat. If it goes on like this, all his subordinates will be handed over here#####