The Emperor’s Angel of Death

In the war concerto composed of the loud noise of the explosion and the screaming from the laser gun, singing and drumming became louder and louder. Another wave of cultists flooded into the castle. Yarik bid farewell to the artillery commander and quickly returned to the heights. On the command tower.

　　 "Something is wrong with them."

　　The temporary adjutant who stood on the control tower suddenly warned that Yarek magnified the image in the telescope mirror.

　　 He saw that many cultists rushing to the front were wearing bomb-filled clothes or holding explosives in their hands.

　　 "Don't let them cross the bridge!"

　　 He ordered immediately, and then the snipers on the wall began to kill those who exploded.

　　 Some people exploded when they died. One of them had almost dashed across the bridge when it was hit. The explosive on his body released a huge arc of flame, and Yarek even felt the ground trembling under his feet.

　　 "They worked harder again."

　　 The situation is actually not very good. As the artillery tried to suppress the enemy’s artillery, more heretics rushed towards the fortifications of the old castle, and the soldiers on the parapet turned their guns to aim at the first wave of enemies.

The Astral Army who had undergone long-term live ammunition training performed excellent marksmanship at this moment. One after another, the heretics fell like straw being harvested. The first charge quickly disintegrated, and the guy who fell behind turned and ran quickly. Go to join the second wave of charge.

　　 The heavy blasting gun was also angrily stopped.

　　 "Good job, soldiers."

　　Aric's voice echoed over the castle.

　　 "But there is no time to celebrate and giggle"

　　Another enemy tide has burst out of the rain and fog.

　　 "The second wave!"

　　 he called:

　　 "Everyone, replenish ammunition and energy cartridges!"

　　 If the enemies of the first wave looked reckless and weak, then compared to these now, they are like harmless farmers.

The cultists who rushed out this time wore rough armor made of scrap iron pieces and leather connected with leather ropes or bolts. The armor was full of spikes, and there were also human skins and **** heads. Amidst the howls, rushing towards him with crude firearms and knives, a small part of his limbs were mutated.

　　 The emperor is here.

　　Arik prayed.

　　 Give us strength.

"I need heavy blast guns to focus on the mutant hybrids, and leave the rest to the mortars and laser guns, understand? Spitfires, wait for orders, don’t waste fuel! Mortars, I need mid-range suppression of firepower, Set fire to attack the crowded enemies, just like before."

　　 Under Arek's dispatch, the heavy weapons squad was ready everywhere in the defense line.

　　 The second wave of enemies is approaching quickly while shooting violently in the general direction of the defending army.

　　 is very lucky for us.

　　 Seeing that the enemy is so unprofessional, Yarik couldn't help thinking:

　　 "Even if they shoot at close range, they can't even hit Oglein."

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a soldier who was a few meters away to the right of the gate was thrown against the back wall by a force capable of breaking bones. The corpse fell on the floor, half of his head was gone, as if he was brutally attacked by something. It was like a bite.

　　 Within a few seconds, two more soldiers in similar positions fell down, the fatal wounds on their heads stained the back wall, and the blood was washed away by the rain before it even flowed down from the wall. ,

　　 "Damn it!"

At the same time, the foremost heretics crossed the stone bridge over the trench and jumped over the dams of blade-shaped barbed wire and sandbags. Some were scraped down by the barbed wire, while others treated their backs as having passed through dangerous barbs. The bridge board, trampled directly from above.

　　 "The flamethrower guards the intersection."

　　Arik yelled in the communicator.

　　 "Here is a **** fire-breathing soldier, now!"

　　 After a while, the fire-breathers hidden on the right side of the doorway opened fire, and a stream of hot torch fuel sprayed out along the stone bridge, greedily engulfing the enemy's flesh and blood.

　　 In just a few seconds, only armor, weapons, and iron boots are left on the bridge full of people, which proves that those people once existed.

　　 But there are still more and more enemies jumping over the bridge, and even when the flamethrower fuel is exhausted, they have not been able to completely stop them.

　　 "The enemy is coming!!"

　　 The laser gunner immediately stepped forward to fill the position of the Spitfire.

　　 The gate of the castle has been gone for a long time. Yarek could only seal it with a temporary roadblock, but it was blasted open by a rocket a minute ago, so this must be guarded with the blood of soldiers.

　　 Not only here, there are enemies attacking at the entrances of the castle in other directions.

　　 In just a few minutes, he was already stretched out of the forces at hand.

　　 "Listen well, soldiers!"

　　Aric said sharply into the loudspeaker:

"We have pinched them at the bottleneck. The narrow entrance makes it impossible for them to fight well. I need them to be shot until they enter the bayonet attack range! Then you know what to do, hold the line of defense, and remember the Emperor Shengyou !"

　　 The shouts erupting along the retaining wall filled the air.

　　 "The Emperor Shengyou!"

　　Arik walked out of the command tower. He would also join the battlefield. Once the brutal hand-to-hand combat broke out, their disadvantage in numbers would be magnified.

　　 Whether he can survive today, he has no idea.

　　 Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky. At this moment, the gloomy dark clouds were like those endless enemies, weighing heavily on him and everyone.

　　 "Are you not willing to help us?"

　　 He wanted to shout to the emperor, but he couldn't say a word.

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Arek raised his head, tears rolled down his face hit by the cold rain-this contained his anger, his frustration, and his grief that he could do nothing about what was about to happen~www.wuxiaspot.com~This is him too. His prayers are his silent call to the Lord of Mankind, his unswerving cry to death, and his desperate prayer for miracles.

　　 also in this silence, a miracle appeared——

　　 It appeared in the form of silver-gray stripes, descending rapidly in the mist, and the sun shining brightly on the hull.

　　 At first, it looked like a dagger that pierced into the sky, but then it descended so fast, like a meteor roaring towards the ground.

　　 Then its descent angle became gentle, and it flew over less than 30 meters from the control tower window.

　　 It was a flying machine of the Astarte Order, a Thunder Eagle, and Yarek recognized it.

　　 And this color is not unfamiliar to him, because he once fought side by side with them on another battlefield, Astarte Order, astral knight.

　　 In the entire empire, they will always be a symbol of heroes. They are both death and redemption.

　　 The roar of the engine resounded across the battlefield, and when the Thunder Eagle passed by Yarek, it deliberately slowed down, and then quickly left and flew towards the river bank.

　　 At the same time, its wings began to roar, its weapons were roaring, that was life-saving music.

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