Chapter 987： Epiphany

"Ah!" a demon screamed in the trenches, clutching his wound. His voice has been drowned out by gunfire, and no one can care about his such a poor little character.

Some demons were already covered with napalm, and fire burned his skin on him. Because he has run out of magic, he can only struggle and roll, trying to extinguish the flames on his body in the snow.

The demon low-ranking officers who can barely hold up the magical defense barrier can only look desperately at the flames of the white phosphorous bomb burning on their magical barrier at this moment.

Although these flames could not reach him for the time being, he also knew that his own magical energy was not enough to persist.

Under the feet, some of the demon soldiers who had been burned by the white phosphorous bombs with their bones exposed, some were still alive. They groaned in pain, and each breath was a huge torture for them.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell, burnt and full of blood. He didn't even dare to move his steps easily when he was still alive, because it was easy to step on the "corpses" that were still alive.

Those alive "corpses" who can no longer see or even shout will grab the ankles on their feet, just like evil spirits from hell.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He staggered and bumped into a big tree, and his shoulder was marked with black blood by the broken branches on the trunk. But he didn't even know it, and continued to run into the depths of the woods.

A soldier wanted to hold his commander, but he was smashed to the head by a stray bullet as soon as he followed out of the trench.

Two more helicopters hovered over the woodland. The bullet penetrated the dense coniferous forest and splashed patches of white snow on the ground.

The bullet traversed the woods, breaking the branches and shooting down a lot of snow. More bullets were fired at the position where the demon was garrisoned, turning the black soil soaked with black blood to fly high.

"The shelling can be stopped!" Seeing that there was no movement in the forest, the head of the heavy-armored grenadier battalion commander raised his arm, and then contacted the artillery unit behind him through his walkie-talkie.

Sure enough, less than a minute later, the shells stopped falling, the battlefield was no longer noisy, only the sound of the helicopter's engine remained in the sky.

The next second, the battalion commander's arm slashed forward, and his commanding voice sounded in everyone's headset: "Start attack!"

The armored car in front of him began to move forward, and the huge tires smashed the low yellow bushes in front.

A small tree was broken by the front armor of the leaning armored vehicle, and the snow from the tree fell on the armored vehicle and was melted by the warm armored steel plate.

Because it needs to carry heavy armored grenadiers, this new infantry fighting vehicle has the same structure as the old infantry fighting vehicle. The engines are front-mounted, so the heat of the engine is naturally in the front.

"Hum...squeak..." The sound of the motor suddenly sounded, and the fully automatic turret on the heavy armored vehicle quickly locked onto a front target.

The 50 mm caliber machine gun shot out flames, a short burst of 5 cannonballs, and the light left by tracer bullets stagnated in the air.

In an instant, a piece of mud was beaten and splashed everywhere on the front of the demon army on the opposite side. Following the mud splashing, there was another arm with a broken bow and a loose bowstring in his hand.

The heavy armored grenadiers of the Ailanhill Empire, who had long opened the magical defense barrier, walked on the soft soil step by step, stepping on the corpses left by the demon soldiers who had just fallen on the charge path.

They didn't even look at the corpse under their feet, because they had seen more deaths before.

"Long live the Allanhill Empire!" Following the armored body, a grenadier commander loudly encouraged his soldiers.

With his shouting, these heavy armored grenadiers moved forward more firmly. Their huge and heavy boots stepped on the dirt, making a creaking sound next to each other.

"Suddenly!" A soldier stopped, picked up his large-caliber assault rifle, aimed at a distant target, and pulled the trigger lightly.

A row of bullets hit the trunk, and sawdust splashed everywhere. The branches next to them were all interrupted, and a demon soldier who fled next to the branch also screamed and fell to the ground.

The black blood spread immediately, staining the surrounding white blood black. The demon soldier struggled, and finally died, and the corpse was beside the thick tree.

Soon, the huge wheels of the heavy armored vehicles of the Ailan Hill Empire ran over the trenches where the demons were stationed.

Those huge tires pressed over the burnt corpse, over the corpse full of bullet holes, over the unwound corpse that was shaken to death, and overwhelmed the demon soldier who was still breathing...

"Long live the source of magic!" After the armored car ran over the trench, a demon soldier in the trench suddenly yelled and stood up holding a long sword.

He was greeted by several black hole muzzles on the opposite side. Before the demon had time to hack his long sword, he was shot back to the place where he pretended to be dead.

When he lay back, he could still feel the temperature on the ground behind him, but the dense blood holes on his body were spraying blood, and the black blood was taking away the temperature in his body.

"Ah!" Another demon stood up. He had just been fainted by the cannonball, and now he recovered his mind. After he exclaimed, he wanted to grab the weapon beside him.

Unfortunately, before he could grab the weapon, there was the Ailan Hill grenadier standing by the trench, looking down at him, and pulling the trigger of the weapon in his hand.

The scorched demon was struggling desperately in the trenches. The Grenadier of the Ailan Hill Empire who passed by glanced at the undead enemy, and was unwilling to even make a shot.

They disdainfully pass by these living "corpses" destined to die, and sometimes step on their feet directly, which is a manifestation of the humane spirit.

The demons in some places have not died so thoroughly. They gathered together, holding the weapons in their hands, and seemed to want to resist.

However, the heavy armored grenadiers of the Ailan Hill Empire did not give them any chance. Bullets from all directions swept over, sifting these stubborn guys.

The shot demons fell to the ground and grunted. The heavily armored grenadiers who fired came forward, using their bayonet spears, and pierced each other with the screaming demons one by one. .

The black blood remained on the bayonet, making these bayonet shining strangely in the winter sun, and also making the remaining demon soldiers even more desperate.

These attacking soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire did not stop, nor did they persuade them to surrender. They are just crazy attacks, crazy killings, crazy slaughter of every visible target.

"Wait! Wait! I surrender! I surrender!" A demon finally couldn't help it, shaking his burned arm, crying in the blood of the dead mountain.

He no longer has any courage to resist these powerful and unblinking "demons" in front of him.

A steel-clad human soldier walked in front of him who was kneeling on the ground, and stepped on his shoulder with his foot, and stepped him back into the pile of corpses behind him.

Then, when the demon wanted to struggle and raise his hands again, the human grenadier pierced his chest with a bayonet diagonally.

"I... I surrendered... surrendered..." The demon soldier who vomited blood still wanted to struggle, but he could feel that his life had been quickly drained from his body.

"It's late!" The human said coldly, and then drew his bayonet. The black blood spurted out, and it made a nice, awkward sound.

The demon commander, who staggered back to his headquarters, saw the truck that had been bombed into scrap by missiles, and the jeep that had been burned by incendiary bombs.

The car that was very beautiful when it came, has now become a charred frame. And the earth dragon beast that was ridden by the demon knight had also been smashed into a sieve, lying down beside the big tree with its reins.

The headquarters, which was considered to be concealed, was also destroyed by bombs, leaving only a scorched pit and some scattered things.

Even in some places, you can see the packaging of discarded human food, including instant noodles, various compressed biscuits, and some plastic skins of ham sausage.

Of course, there are also human assault rifles, bulletproof vests and other "relics" that have been blown up, broken or damaged.

"Why... why didn't that group of **** be fooled! Why didn't they send someone to search for it? Why..." The demon officer who was already a little crazy staggered in the woods, watching the demon soldiers who had lost their command in the distance hiding. Tibet is like a cockroach under the light.

Humans seem to be deliberately driving these poor demon soldiers, deliberately gathering them together, and then easily kill these demon soldiers like quail.

Different from the previous politeness, the humans at this moment are more like a group of demons, a group of demons with fangs.

At this moment, the demon commander realized something extra. The human beings in front of him may really be stronger than the source of magic, and his belief, in front of these humans, may be just a joke.

This complete joke... Thinking of this, he shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this absurd idea...

And at this moment, several heavy-armored grenadiers in the distance have discovered his armored "boss"——

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