Chapter 708： Spreading hatred

"Boom!" When the Ailan Hill grenadier lined up through the crater-filled road in the middle of the town, a small building not far away finally collapsed overwhelmed.

There are black bullet craters everywhere, and there is no exhausted gun smoke everywhere. The air here is filled with a scorched sulphur smell, making people who feel all this more sure that this is hell.

On both sides of the street are corpses that have been cleaned up and piled up. The black blood of the devil made these corpses hideous. The corpses of the devil civilians who were originally ragged, at this moment, are like livestock in a slaughterhouse, piled up naked on the hill.

Another small town was erased from the map, another group of demons completely disappeared, and the victory of mankind seemed to have expanded again.

Tanks and armored vehicles ran over a sea of ​​dead mountain blood, and had to climb up to the sea of ​​blood dead mountain again to prove their strong off-road ability.

On the plain over there, the fire that burned the corpse of the devil dog had been ignited, and there were Ailan Hill engineers wearing biochemical suits everywhere.

They must clean the corpses as much as possible, purify the air, and eliminate possible diseases and dangers.

And Ailan Hill's front-line combat troops, at this moment, once again took their own steps and started their own journey.

This time they were no longer confused, and no longer slowed down because of the devil's cleverness. They chase the demonic civilians who are in trouble, as if a tiger is chasing its prey.

On the edge of a small forest, demonic civilians who had no strength to escape anymore gathered together, half-old demon children and countless demon old men crowded together, looking at the human grenadiers surrounding them.

They are not combat troops, only a few old demons have raised magical defense barriers, and some demon children have some short swords as weapons for self-defense.

In their horrified and desperate eyes, the human grenadiers took up the cold weapons in their hands.

Then, with a hoarse firing command, those weapons spewed a dazzling light, twinkling.

Immediately afterwards, the intensive "Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden!" gunfire echoed in the sky above Xiaolindi. Countless black crows were startled to fly, quacking strangely, overlooking everything that happened on the ground.

The old demon in the front row screamed and fell to the ground, and some old demon women behind them were also beaten into sieves.

The black blood splashed all over, splashing onto the face of the demon child who was only knee-high. They didn't know what was going on, so they were crushed by the adult's body.

"Get revenge for Modenbyer Company Commander!" A young Ailan Hill soldier tore off the grenade hung on his chest, unplugged the safety ring on it, and yelled loudly in tears.

His company commander died in the lower reaches of the Franno River and died in a tragic encounter. He could still often dream of the officer who was as kind as his brother, the warrior who always charged forward and was the last to retreat.

At that time, they did not have the advanced armor exoskeleton they are today, and they did not yet have a heavy assault rifle that can penetrate the magic armor of the demon officer, so at that time they were really using their lives to defend their homeland.

"Think of the women and children who died in Shakerburn! Bastards! I don't kill you, how can I be worthy of those who were eaten by you?" Another young man was still shooting when the grenade exploded, no Stop shouting.

One after another demon fell in a pool of blood, and one after another devil's children died in the devil's arms.

There is no heaven here, there is only **** here, only a **** filled with hatred, without hope at an end.

The tracks of a Type 99 main battle tank ran over countless corpses, and its wide metal chain had been painted black with flesh and blood. But it still keeps rolling its tracks forward, with minced meat and fingers, and black muddy that makes people sick.

In the sky, the snow-white A-10 attack plane was full of bombs and passed by at low altitude. It flew over a road crowded with demons and dropped a bomb on top of a group of unconscious targets.

There was a message written on this bomb, and it was written in crooked fonts: For those idiots who attacked our soldiers on the Marron River Defense Line!

The bomb slammed into the ground with a long whistle, and suddenly dispersed before it hit the ground. A dozen bombs broke away from the projectile and fell into the crowd like raindrops.

Then, in just an instant, the flames of the explosion swallowed all the lives here. A series of explosions dismembered all the demons on the road. After the **** storm, only a **** corpse was left on the ground.

Ailan Hill's attack aircraft is like an agricultural aircraft spraying pesticides hovering over the farm, spraying insecticides to remove thousands of pests.

Of course, these are just the beginning. No matter how intense the air force's bombing is, it will only kill some demons.

The work of truly eradicating the demons must be handed over to the army to complete. These Ailan Hill soldiers, fully armed with mechanization, are the main force in this battle of revenge.

They took a variety of vehicles to catch up with the demons and civilians retreating eastward, and then easily killed these demons without leaving any of them.

In three days, Ailan Hill used various weapons to destroy 3 million different kinds of demons, and destroyed all the demonic villages and cities found.

Hundreds of thousands of Ailan Hill troops removed all the demons in the area they occupied like cutting grass. They drove these demon fugitives to the east, always drove each other out of the maximum range they could control.

Approximately seven or eight demon officers were ordered to lead their civilians to surrender, and they were wiped out almost without exception. After Burrison found out that he had given the demons ten minutes to retreat, he chased these retreating demons for three days.

In fact, almost none of the demons in the small town escaped at the time. The demon civilians who had been chased by Burrison these days were actually demons fleeing further away.

This captain commander, who thought he was still very human, used his actual actions to explain what is hypocritical.

His troops have been advancing eastward for more than 130 kilometers, and stopped their advancement at a distance of 1,100 kilometers from the new port of Stoffel on the West Bank.

Walking along the way, he and his troops captured a demon city and destroyed all the demon villages and small towns they passed by with their own hands.

Among the ruins all over the floor, Parrison sat on the rubble of the city wall to rest. Not far from him, there were dozens of corpses of demons lying. The blood of these corpses was still flowing.

A few minutes ago, Burrison shot and killed these demons who held his hands high. He was numbly dangling a cigarette, enjoying the moment of tranquility after the killing.