big devil holmes

Chapter 353 The First Battle
The battlefield is day and night. The dusk sunlight that has illuminated the war zone for more than 2000 hours along with the cold wind spreads an extremely brilliant golden curtain on the vast snowfield. If it were not for those shocking craters and the steep slopes in the distance, There are still flesh and blood corpses that haven't had time to clean up. This scene can be called beautiful.

In the base, huge armored fighting vehicles towing even larger pitch-black cannons slowly drove out of the steel gate of the base. Several transport vehicles covered with the same pitch-black curtain followed closely behind, and everyone Everyone knows that under the curtain is the high-power war armor specially customized by the Imperial Mechanical Institute for the undead regiment. The wheel marks passed through the thick snow, showing that these vehicles are incredibly heavy, but when they drove out of the base, The next second, the tires, which were as tall as a person, began to spin violently, driving these war weapons with astonishing weight to jump dozens of meters away in an instant, speeding towards the battlefield amidst the rising snow and the fierce wind. And go.

That was the scene when the reorganized battalion of Major General Ulysses entered the battlefield. During the whole process, no one shouted any pre-war declarations, and there was no talk of victory and return. It was just as silent and calm as in the past. It has been the same for decades, but every veteran accompanying them and the snow splashing on their bodies all show the solemn and iron-blooded aura of the imperial soldiers.

Second Lieutenant Millsap watched the battalion of only 50 people, but with great momentum, merge into the billowing white wind. His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, so he silently turned around and signaled to his team behind him that it was time to set off.

The war was about to begin, and as the commander of the mission, he needed to focus, but the action plan that Sherlock told him yesterday was echoing uncontrollably in his ears.

In fact, he couldn't sleep at all last night because of this action plan, because it was so unbelievable. No, it should be said that it was crazy.

But why did he agree to his plan?

Could it be that after staying on the airship with the other party for half a month, he also contracted some kind of disease similar to madness?
404 kilometers away to the west of the 37 War Zone Military Base, the snow-capped mountains blocked the setting sun, casting an endless huge shadow on the snowfield. Gold, white, and black were all starkly displayed on the same picture. In this vast sky In the vastness, a small transport truck is like a speck that accidentally falls on the canvas. If it weren't for the wind and snow several meters high behind it, no one would even notice it.

There were only two people in this car, one was the scout sergeant Victor, and the other was Sherlock. Behind the car was a huge demon sedative container seven or eight meters long.

As for the container, it was naturally a demon. Victor heard Sherlock call it [Crimson].

There were no words all the way, but there was always a little excitement in the heart of Detective Victor. Although he had long heard that Sherlock controlled a third-level demon as a second-level contractor, he actually saw the crane. When he put such a big guy on the transport truck, he still couldn't hide the shock in his heart. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder why the military would send this demon all the way to the front line. Could it be that they had known for a long time that Sherlock would Use this big guy?
As soon as I thought about this, countless thoughts appeared in my mind. Looking at the man beside me who was leisurely looking at the scenery, I suddenly felt that the person I knew now was still just the tip of the iceberg.
In this way, time passed slowly in an unchanging field of vision. During the journey, some scattered demons gradually appeared. Although their appearances were different, most of these demons were in human form, wandering in the ice and snow in a muddle-headed manner. Just like those mental patients who have had their frontal lobes removed, only the most basic desire to eat is left. It was not until two hours later that the transport truck finally stopped next to a communication tower in a war zone, and Victor jumped out of the transport truck. , without even looking at the map in his hand, he pointed in one direction from a distance.

"That's it," he said
Sherlock lit a cigarette and looked far away in that direction. Then, he saw the low and dense jungle-like demon group on the snowy field.
This is the first time Sherlock has seen a group of demons. Because of the restoration of the empire, demons rarely appear in groups under the shroud of holy light. Sherlock has only seen multiple demons gather at the same time a few times. That was what he summoned himself.

At this moment, the demon swarm in front of us can be described as "densely packed". Facing the dazzling sunset light, a rough look revealed that there are at least three hundred of them, and they are all extremely large in size. They are not the ones common in the empire at all. I don't know what the rules are for small demons. It seems that in the Antarctic continent where the holy light is thin, most demons are humanoid. On the contrary, most of the strange-shaped demons only appear under the shroud of the holy light.

However, Sherlock didn't care about this at this time. He left the mission team and traveled a long way here. He was not here to admire the demon group, so he turned his attention to the outpost surrounded by the huge figures. There is the destination of this mission!
but.
But it was not their destination, but the mission goal of the assault battalion led by Major General Ulysses.

That's right, Sherlock traveled a long distance and actually came to the edge of his opponent's mission range.

He turned his head and looked towards the top of a snowy slope in the distance. There was a shadowy mass of black stuff slowly spreading. Sherlock knew that it was Ulysses' troops, carrying such What a heavy weapon of war. He set off half an hour later than himself, but he had already arrived here first, and occupied a high position with excellent attack effect. Looking at the speed at which the dark shadow spread, it was hard to imagine how it was laid. The efficiency of the battlefield is also reaching the extreme.

More than a dozen mortars have been successfully deployed, and the entire outpost below is within the strike range. Twenty-two armored combat vehicles with special characteristics are ready to go. 20 veterans stepped onto the war armor with their names engraved on it, and under the roar of the turbine Amidst the sound, he picked up the firearms and weapons that had been with him for decades. The huge chain ammunition was inserted into the rotating machine gun. The hot steam was gushing in the tank pipes, and the smoke was getting bigger and bigger in the cold wind. The white smoke is like a large piece of magic weapon falling from the sky, standing on the high mountain, with wisps of clouds that have not had time to dissipate.

Before the mission even started, they demonstrated military qualities that were beyond the reach of ordinary teams. These veterans who had lived on the battlefield for decades were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Victor looked at the darkness in the distance and tried hard to adjust his breathing:
"I know it's strange to say this now, but if you regret it now, you can just say, let's drive back and compete with such an opponent. Even if we lose, no one will blame us."

Sherlock smiled: "There is nothing I don't regret later. To tell you the truth, I don't have a very good personality. Half a year ago, I got upset with someone and caused a bigger fight than this time, so don't worry. "Victor didn't quite understand what Sherlock said. No matter how unhappy he is, now you have to face the entire frontline force with fierce firepower. What other formation can be bigger than this?

But Sherlock didn't give him a chance to think too much, because the huge container on the transport vehicle behind him had slowly opened, and a large amount of demon sedative poured out like a flood, splashed on the ground, and instantly froze into ice, and It was obviously extremely huge, but the tall and thin body slowly stood up, stepped out of the transport truck, and stood tall in the cold wind.

On a high slope in the distance, Major General Ulysses looked at the old-fashioned pocket watch in his hand, silently calculating the time for the mission to start.

The accompanying war reporters also got out of their cars and set up camera equipment at suitable locations. War propaganda on the front line had a huge impact on recruitment, so almost every battle was reported by major newspapers in the empire. , war reporters live together with certain regiments all year round, and over time, they can even be regarded as half soldiers.

There seemed to be too many reporters accompanying this time, but Major General Ulysses was not disgusted. Since he was bound to win, it would not be a bad thing to have these pictures circulated to the eyes of the military's top brass.

1 minutes left
And at this moment.
"Boss, look over there." A veteran who had just set up the telescope seemed to have discovered something and reported to Ulysses.

The old major general walked over with difficulty, holding a big gun, and put his eyes on the telescope in confusion, and then his gray eyebrows, which were bald from the cold, gradually wrinkled!
Because he saw a car very far down the slope
A third-level great demon
With a man standing in front of the devil.

"That guy named Sherlock??" He muttered in confusion: "Why is he here?"

For a moment, he even wondered if this guy who had just arrived on the front line had mistaken his position and wandered into his mission area.

But then, he looked at the man in the viewing mirror and looked towards him, as if he knew he was looking at him, and made a relatively friendly gesture.

The second hand made another full circle on the dial.

Mission time has come.

The war reporters turned on their camera devices and focused on the outpost below and those secretly numb demons.

Above the sky, a battlefield airship slowly emerged from the clouds. The newly developed 'rolling film imaging device' developed by Rack Empire began to operate. It overlooked the entire mission area from the sky and had a panoramic view of everything. In the work warehouse, several The recorders were debugging the complex signal bands, preparing to record the upcoming battle as quickly as possible.

And Sherlock, after taking the last puff of cigarette, popped out the cigarette butt, and the scarlet fire was instantly swept away by the biting wind.

In the distance, a huge roar of artillery fire suddenly sounded, and countless shells streaked across the sky, falling towards the hundreds of demons below, bringing out heat waves and black smoke that almost obscured the sky above.

On the snowfield, the small black spot moved, and at the same moment, the huge red and white figure also moved!The movement was earth-shattering. The moment the soles of his feet left the ground, they broke through the frozen soil. Along with the dents and cracks in the snow layer, the force from the shock brought about a violent white wind. The two shadows, one large and one small, seemed to have disappeared from the original. The ground seemed to disappear, breaking through the white dust and bursting into the sky. Snowflakes flew and exploded in the air. The roar at that moment almost drowned out the buzz of the cannonballs streaking across the sky overhead.

(End of this chapter)