Marvel Book of Magical Events

The settlement of the Kimilian clan is a dark deep sea where death precipitates. The giant drone searchlight is the biological light on the head of the strange fish on the seabed to attract prey. The weird spire is the mouth of death full of fangs. The closest armored force to them was located at Assembly Point B, three kilometers away. Although the air-tight doors on the main road and light track had been closed, they could still tell through the faint sound of explosions that Apalisha was leading Some commandos of the 1st Battle Group and some armored units of the 2nd Battle Group have already engaged in a firefight with the mutant army.

But they could not immediately convey the information to Aparisha and Adjutant Nelson because this was a silent covert operation. Before the mission is completed, any communication sent out in this dead sea is at risk of detection, and all radio frequency bands are currently crowded with information. Silence is the best when it is not clear whether the enemy has searched for a specific encrypted frequency band. The best choice. After all, the armored department is still far away from here with several well-defended gates and a large number of enemies. There is really no way to get to them as quickly as possible.

Gronov Lutov became the commander of this operation instead of Derrick. The Guards were not so arrogant as to ignore the experience and skills of other warriors. The former also quickly found a path that was concealed enough and capable at the same time. The building strength of the Kimilian clan that allowed this team to successfully reach the core spire was also strong enough to support the weight of the power armor of this group of genetically modified supermen. They were like terrifying dark shadows in fairy tales, passing through the empty rooms. The other team also adopted the same tactics, because everyone knew that this was a death mission, and they wanted nothing more than victory - all the genetically modified soldiers did not care about the tactical risks of going deep into the enemy camp, and they were all desperate Go to the target location safely and use micro-UAVs to survey the surrounding terrain.

Twenty minutes was enough for the two genetically modified teams to reach both sides of the weird spire. The emperor's assassins had already entrusted some gutter rats of civilian clans, that is, untouchables like "noseless", to transport small amounts of ammunition supplies and explosives to various clan settlements when the initial battle took place. Although the Assassins did not necessarily know that the special operations team would arrive at the time, the Emperor ordered the Assassins to do so. Now, both the Praetorian Guards and the genetically modified warrior squads have received abundant supplies for a squad.

The situation in front of him made Gronov Rutuv stop and observe. This apartment used to belong to a certain big shot of the Kimilian clan. To be able to live in a house with so many rooms and such luxurious decorations in Attilan, where land is so valuable, shows that the former owner of this apartment had a high status and Huge wealth. Through the beautifully decorated glass windows, the genetically modified warriors can condescendingly observe the entrance of the strange spire - in front of the giant steel door that is large enough for a small war engine to pass through, mutants with the same genetic characteristics crowd the road. All the mutants with long and narrow faces and anteater snouts held some black and red sticky meat in their hands, and crowded into the door one after another - judging from the food placed in the apartment, this The owners of the apartments were probably among the first to enter the steeple, and the sacrifices they brought with them undoubtedly belonged to the pariah body lying at the feet of the Praetorian Guards.

"Follow me." Gronov Rutov moved silently across the apartment floor, leading the team from the stairs to the top of the building. On the rooftop of the apartment building, Gronov Rutov revealed his plan. "It's impossible for us to enter the minaret without being noticed." He first glanced at Derrick, who was wrapped in an optical camouflage cloak. "We need a surprise attack to provide cover for a real secret operation. Makati's The team needs to operate covertly, and if we don't destroy the shield, then there's no point in doing anything. Do you agree?"

Both Derrick and the Type 19 genetic modification expressed their agreement with gestures.

"Use anti-tank missiles and jetpacks. We have to get through the gate as quickly as possible. Brothers, we don't know what's waiting for us behind the gate, nor the internal structure of that spire. Fortunately, , the queue of mutants provided us with guidance, and we must reach the final destination of that group of mutants as quickly as possible." Gronov Rutuv said in a deep voice, "This is a big gamble, but We have no choice."

agree. All gave the same response.

"Then starting now, the Makati team needs some particularly obvious signals for action."

After Gronov Rutov made the action gesture, a heavy weapons man in the team immediately put the magazine-type individual missile hanging next to the power backpack on his shoulder, and without hesitation moved towards the crowded gate of the minaret. The mutant crowd pulls the trigger. A brief but extremely loud explosion swept through the entire settlement. The thermobaric warhead exploded among the mutants. A giant fireball instantly rose into the sky. A large amount of high-temperature smoke and dust engulfed the door of the strange spire and the mutants.

Even if thermal vision cannot clearly see what is happening in the explosion range, genetically modified warriors with rich combat experience can still imagine the scene. A vacuum kill zone with an area of ​​more than 50 will burn out all organic matter, and all living things will be crushed by the overpressure. Even mutants who have already entered the gate will be sucked out by the overpressure and thrown into the high temperature. and burned in a vacuum. Without waiting to check the results of the battle, Gronov Rutov immediately ordered the team members to activate the jetpacks, jumped from the roof of the building, rushed straight into the still high-temperature air, and fell towards the bomb amid burning ashes. Point - as soon as they landed on the ground, they felt the results of the thermobaric bomb under the steel boots - layers of dry residual limbs were paved on the thick soft ground, all body fluids were evaporated, and all bones were crushed to pieces. On the ground in the vacuum high-temperature killing zone with the bullet point as the center and a diameter of more than fifty meters, all flesh and blood were burned into either dry black ashes or thick, foul-smelling gray slime. Countless mutant corpses were stacked up beyond recognition. , squeezed, like a hill made of blackened bones.

Within a hundred meters, a large number of mutants had their internal organs crushed, their organs crushed, and their bones shattered by the impact. They died silently before they could even let out a scream. Strangely, the mutants at the back didn't seem to be affected. They were still holding the sacrifices and stepping on the corpses of their own kind, as if they were completely unaware of the bloody massacre that had just occurred. It was only at this moment that a golden giant fell freely from dozens of meters in the air and crashed into the mutant survivors. Derrick took off his optical camouflage cloak first. He didn't even have time to see how many Kimilian clan mutants he had crushed, before he waved the garrison spear awarded to him by the emperor. In the flash of lightning, several mutant corpses were cut in half, while the survivors continued to surge forward, like a white and black tide.

The Gronov Rutov team has also started killing.

Time is related to the success or failure of the mission, and they are not sure whether the culprit behind the strange phenomenon has noticed their arrival. Sharp claws and screaming chainswords stepped over the charred corpses, squeezing a bloody path through the Kimillian clan mutants who had entered the spire. Derrick also arrived shortly after. He threw a few plasma grenades backwards and then without looking back, he ran along the bloody path that Gronov Rutov's team had broken out a few seconds ago. Star-like brilliance flashed behind him, and the hearts of the Imperial Guards were as hot as exploding stars. This golden-armored demigod swept away those who could not be killed by Gronov Rutov's team with an unstoppable attitude. Dead mutants.

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