The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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"Get your weapons ready and go to the side!"

Yarik roared and waved his pistol, as the side of the Makado tank was exposed to enemy fire.

Driven by him, the soldiers ran to the combat position swayingly, now their light weapons can come in handy.

The hiss of the heavy flamethrower ignited from a height, and when the tank advanced, the enemy line of defense was also burned into a burning **** by huge fuel.

In this process, casualties have also increased along with the advancement.

One soldier fell, wheezing in his throat, and another soldier screamed on the ground while clutching a broken arm.

The battlefield situation looked like a mess, with weapons firing from all directions, and only the most keen commander could catch the key.

Yarek is just such a person. On the chaotic front, he immediately discovered that the enemy was running away with his back to the Undead Pest.

Every time the main artillery roared, those enemy vehicles that tried to reinforce were instantly beaten into a pile of metal scraps with black smoke. Obviously, the enemy has nothing to do with heavy armor.

Miller stood with his soldiers and fired continuously at the enemy with a laser rifle in his hand.

The weapon has become hot in his hand, making him feel very uncomfortable.

He hit an enemy and hit directly, and the guy fell down like a lamp that was kicked over.

A second later, another enemy was also knocked to the ground. It seemed that he was much smaller than his surrounding counterparts, and he was carrying a bulging sack.

There are disgusting aliens throughout this battle, and such killings can create a strong desire for revenge.

The soldiers also played happily.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

His deputy company commander suddenly roared.

"The enemy's anti-tank unit, at nine o'clock!"

Miller turned his head to look, and found a team of explosive boys holding explosive hammers, under the cover of smoke, running towards the Undead Pest.

They are very clever, knowing to hide out of the soldier's line of sight, and be careful not to get burned by the side flamethrower.

If they are allowed to approach, even the armor of the Makado heavy tank will not be spared.

"Confirm their distance."

Miller pointed to the three soldiers and said, they nodded and leaned out from behind the bunker to get a better shooting angle.

"what!"

One of them was immediately knocked down by the enemy's fire, while the other two flinched.

But Yarik stood next to them suddenly, pointing the explosive pistol in his hand at them, so that they were thinking a little bit.

"They are about two hundred meters away, and they are still getting closer."

"Colonel Lucian, Colonel Lucian, did you hear that, did you hear?"

Yarek yelled at the radio, but did not hear a response.

It seems that he has to solve this problem by himself.

"Three rows, get rid of all the green garbage, don't let them get close to the tank."

His order came at once,

The beam of light pierced the smoke-filled air, and the logging gun began to roar.

The confessional boys who were walking forward with the cat were knocked to the ground immediately.

But it was not enough, they still got close to the tank.

"Kill them, kill them"

Yarek's voice became hoarse, and it was no joke to lose a heavy armor—they acted as cover infantry, and they would definitely be held accountable after the war.

Then two more explosive boys were beaten into sieves, but one of them threw a ignited stick bomb at the Undead Pest before dying.

Fortunately, it eventually fell on the tank.

Unfortunately, it smashed into the pile of people behind the tank that had not yet dispersed.

boom--!

There was a loud noise, and the fragments of the corpse were flying all over the sky by the violent explosion. The people on the tank control tower also stopped firing, leaving only a scream.

Then move on.

On the fierce battlefield, even mourning is a luxury, and they can only bury their heads and continue sprinting.

After moving for a certain distance, they have approached the position of the green-skinned artillery, and there are also some captured anti-aircraft guns deployed here, all hidden in earthen bunker.

Heavy machine gun bunkers are on either side of the trenches, and the high sandbags are as long as the trenches themselves.

As if they were invaded, the defensive laser array fired into the air again, and the air was rapidly heated and then made an uncomfortable sound.

The greenskins operating the anti-aircraft guns noticed the enemy attack, waved their hands hurriedly, and then the quadruple gun barrels pointed at the incoming Makado heavy tank.

Before they could fire, the Undead Pest opened fire first.

Although the green skins did provide adequate cover on the side, nothing was safe in front of the heavy cannon.

An anti-aircraft gun was hit, and the green skin inside was all on the plane, torn in mid-air like rags.

And the other gun was not much better, it blew up to the sky, and everything inside turned into a smoky residue.

"Everyone keep your head down!"

The remaining antiaircraft guns immediately fired back, and the ammunition hit several Makado heavy tanks in the shooting range like a torrential rain.

A burst of heat ran across the armor, the sound of the warhead exploding over the other noises, and of course shrapnel that covered the sky and sun was flying around.

In the face of the counterattack, the Undead Pest increased its horsepower and continued to move forward. The front armored machine gun roared and blasted the two farther anti-aircraft guns into a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.

The infantrymen are already on the edge of the trenches. This time the foot-tank coordination is not perfect, it can only be said that the casualties look less exaggerated.

"Hurry up!"

Miller roared, indicating the direction to his soldiers, while the Undead Pest rotated the car, trying to make its car obstruct the infantry's movement while maintaining the sight of the anti-aircraft gun position.

The soldiers quickly drew away in a small group, Miller let the remaining heavy weapon support team hide behind a pile of sandbags, while another group of people was taken by him to a crater that served as a cover.

The teams ran to the designated positions one by one, but the deputy company commander who ran with the medics got a bullet in the chest and fell.

Miller glanced at the colleague who fell to the ground, but didn't stop—the opponent had a fist-sized hole in his chest, which must be dead.

Leaving the tank to fight is a terrible thing. The ground is messed up. The blood and dust mix together to make the ground muddy.

Miller hid himself behind a pile of smoking ruins and looked around.

At present, the only commander in the command group is Zheng Yuaric who is still with him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He then clicked on the number of people and found that the correspondent had disappeared.

He looked at the direction the tank was driving away,

Then a loud noise came from the small walkie-talkie built into the helmet, which was very unclear and mixed with this painful smell.

This is the voice of the correspondent.

"Sir...I...I'm in trouble"

"Other people stay here and don't move, I'll go find him."

Miller left the bunker and ran across the messed up ground. The air was full of weapons firing from the bunker above.

On his right side, the fifth company was fighting a desperate battle, trying to knock down the enemies who were trying to roundabout from the side, even if they were being slaughtered by fire from the bunker.

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