Chapter 216: Killing And Conscience

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Chapter 216: Killing And Conscience

Da da da da! Da da da da!!! Countless gunshots rang out, and bullets rained down like raindrops. Wherever it passed, the large shield was shattered, the human body was penetrated, and a rain of blood poured out.

The large shields and spears of the Cold Weapon Era are completely vulnerable to modern hot weapons! Even if it's just a group of helpless civilians who use these hot weapons!

This was a messy battle. The army of the Presbyterian Church on Cerea Planet had already been scattered by dense bullets, and the rest of them could only fight on their own. The situation of the armed civilians in the technical movement was not much better. They just rushed forward with enthusiasm and took up their guns to sweep around.

The formation does not exist, and the units and fronts do not exist at all. These civilians just go up and shoot, and then shoot!

But with modern weapons in hand, you don't need to face the opponent's ferocious eyes like a knife, and you don't need to feel the fear of hot blood splashing on your face, to listen to the sound of muscles tearing, bones breaking, and more These well-trained full-time soldiers will not chop melons and chop vegetables because of lack of exercise...

All you need is to pull the trigger and watch the people in front of you fall down in pieces. Not even a large shield covered with iron can resist the shooting of the weapon in hand! You don't even know how those people died!

But in short, they are dead... I don't know if they died from the bullets you fired.

Yuri Olov was also immersed in this pleasure. He picked up a 21-type assault rifle with straw hanging from the box, stuffed it directly into the hands of a 15- or 6-year-old boy next to him, and patted him on the shoulder. Say loudly, "Okay boy, listen to me! Here's the muzzle, here's the trigger, here's the butt! Aim the muzzle at the enemy, put the butt against your shoulder, and pull the trigger! Got it?"

He looked at the boy who was fiddling with an assault rifle, and pushed the boy's muzzle away, "Oh no, you can't point the gun at your friend, understand? Well, go up now! Remember to lie on the ground and shoot! Go, boy! For the bright future of Planet Cerea!! Hahaha!"

Then he looked at an old woman in her 50s next to him, took out a grenade from the box and handed it over, "If you are getting old and can't stand the recoil, use this! Look, pull out the latch and throw it out! Then Get down! Do you understand? Let's do it, for Cerea, for Cerea! Yay!"

"But they are civilians! Yuri! The Fucking civilians!!!!" Vitali was furious all of a sudden, he jumped up and pushed Yuri away, and then wanted to go to find Dorr-Femi-Bonmi said separately, but when he saw the fanaticism on Elder Dorr's face, he was in despair.

"Listen to me Vitaly, they're not flat..."

"Don't tell me this, Yuri, don't..." Vitali pointed at Yuri's nose as if he was looking at a stranger, gradually distanced himself from him, and then stepped on a hoverbike and drove away.

After the battle lasted for 2 hours, it was completely over...

The participating Presbyterian troops fled in all directions, and they left behind at least half the corpses of their horses, that is to say, within two hours, they suffered more than 50,000 casualties! This is not a battle, this is a massacre, a one-sided massacre! A massacre of civilians against the army!

Even though the technical movement is just a group of civilians, what they are holding is a 5.56mm caliber assault rifle with a maximum range of 700 meters and the ability to fire 300 rounds per minute! In the face of full-power armor-piercing projectiles, even 10mm steel plates can penetrate!

The stamped plate armor and large iron shield worn by the Presbyterian soldiers are no different from a layer of paper.

Elder Dorr has completely fallen into madness, and this victory made him see the dawn of victory!

After this battle, it is impossible for the Council of Elders to mobilize more troops in a short period of time, and even if they mobilize more troops, they can only increase the number of casualties in the face of modern assault rifles.

He left 1,000 people to take care of the wounded, and then directly led the mighty procession towards Tekaf, the capital of Cerea.

The elders meeting 2 days later was the beginning of his journey to the top!! His son will become the Great Elder of Planet Cerea, a planet with power!