Female president's private killer

At the moment, Duan Tiandao and the soldiers are hiding behind the fighting hall buildings of major schools on both sides of the first avenue.

Duan Tiandao was closest to the intersection. He opened the cockpit, squatted on the seat and narrowed his eyes to smoke.

The violent explosion seemed to him just a string of firecrackers thrown in front of him.

Other soldiers are the same. Some of them smoke, some play palm games, and others are stretching. Some of them droop their heads and are even about to fall asleep.

The whole day of fighting seemed to make these heartless guys feel tired.

Tailiu branch.

Several elders silently looked at what was happening in front of them. They were waiting for the end of the battle.

Unlike some worried old people after all, those young soldiers in the fighting genre clenched their fists and made no secret of their blood boiling. Beside them, the cockpit cover of private mecha was always open.

They will jump in and join the battle without hesitation as long as necessary.

Now, they can only wait.

Fang Chutian said that it was a grand and wonderful performance!

They... Are just spectators.

Cordell stared at the telephoto screen.

On the first avenue, buildings were blown up. The classical small building on the street of heilongdao martial arts school next to the bank building has completely collapsed. Brick, wood and gravel splashed everywhere in the constant explosion, and dust billowed.

Sandbags piled up on the roadside have long been crushed. When they are directly hit by shells, countless dust will be raised. Broken sandbags rolled in the air, spinning like windmills. Throwing sand. Machine guns mounted on sandbags, rockets and metal bulletproof walls in trenches have become twisted pieces of copper and iron, and constant bursts of ammunition rise from infantry trenches.

The seven or eight trenches across the avenue have been cut to half their height, exposing the soil under the subgrade. The black wreckage of the mecha was burning violently and exploded like raindrops. The wreckage of the mecha was thrown onto the walls of the buildings on both sides, making a huge sound.

In the gunfire roll mat, the shattered limbs flew into the sky, and large pieces of flesh and blood fell down and hit in the sand and dust. The blood mixed in the soil was radioactive and sputtered on the walls, the ground and sandbags. The dark red spots on the ground were frightening.

Cordell looked at the picture in front of him intoxicated.

Burning flames, smoke, flying limbs, burning debris... This dazzling scene makes him seem to go back to those years of service and crush all the enemies!

He waved again, commanded the mecha and sent out the light signal.

With the last batch of artillery coverage, the second battalion began to advance.

Nearly 400 mecha began to run at high speed. Heavy footsteps intertwined closely, shaking the earth like ten thousand horses galloping.

Don't give your opponent any chance!

This is Cordell's consistent strategic thought!

After excessive artillery coverage, the opponent will have no room to give full play to their machine armor power by putting in troops for rolling attack at one time!

Although their electronic jamming destroys their own command and communication system and has an impact on mecha control, the power of electronic jamming will be greatly weakened in this quick battle.

As long as the second battalion can make a breakthrough!

It will be a devastating battle!

In a twinkling of an eye, the two leading companies of the second battalion had rushed into the enemy position in the thick smoke.

A moment later, the gunfire, which had just been silent for a moment, sounded again. Accompanied by the sound of artillery is the violent metal collision sound of mecha during close combat.

More than 30 black mecha emerged from the smoke of gunpowder and had been completely hanged with the second battalion.

These scarred black mecha are obviously survivors covered by previous gunfire. They are making a final resistance.

The red mecha surged up like a tide.

However, the black mecha, but never retreat!

Thirty black mecha formed a circular defense formation, blocked in front of the red mecha. They covered each other and there was evidence for advance and retreat. In the trenches, on the ruins of collapsed buildings, jump and fight to the death.

In the desperate killing of black mecha, the red mecha in front fell down one by one. Just like the great Xia with superb skills in martial arts novels in the past, he killed invincibly in one corner of the battlefield.

However, the number advantage of red mecha makes up for this defect.

Any mecha is not invincible. Great Xia will be tired after all.

Under the tidal impact of red mecha, black mecha also began to suffer casualties. Outnumbered, they can only use skilled cooperation to alternately replace the ineffective mecha to the rear of the blocking formation.

The two sides are like two crazy lions fighting fiercely between the ruins and craters. It has nothing to do with victory or defeat. It is a contest of will and dignity!

The 01 mecha driven by Duan Tiandao has become the God of death in the eyes of all red mecha.

This black mecha, in the eyes of the bloody mercenary mecha soldiers, does not seem to be driven by people. On the first avenue of pro, it is always at the forefront of the defense line. Wherever it pours, there will be a bloody storm.

Its sudden advance is as fierce as lightning. The Tomahawk in its hand, its fist and foot joints, and every part of its body are deadly weapons. None of the mecha targeted by it can escape from the sky. It can't be killed in close combat, and long-range artillery is useless to it.

It's like a ferocious cheetah, dodging shells with strange turns again and again.

One red mecha after another fell under its hands, and some were brutally bumped into the formation and chopped down with a battle axe. Some were strangled silently from behind, while others were directly swung up by it and thrown into scattered parts on the ground.

If not, it always has an advantage in quantity. If we didn't know that the enemy had reached the end of the oil, the lamp was dry and only one last blow was needed. Many bloody mercenaries and mecha soldiers hardly dare to rush up.

No matter how fierce the lion is, it also has times of fatigue.

Finally, under the repeated impact of the red mecha, the black mecha began to retreat. Their casualties are increasing and their number is decreasing. They must use the depth in their hands to defuse the enemy's impact step by step.

Cordell looked at the telephoto screen without expression.

He did not expect that after his almost desperate fire attack, the enemy's defense line had not collapsed. The attack of the second battalion turned into a positional battle. And I don't know how long it will take to fight such a positional war!

On the screen, as the black mecha retreated, more than a dozen black mechas in the back position came up. Under the leadership of the extremely ferocious black mecha, the defense line was stabilized, and the two sides fell into a stalemate again.

Cordell pinched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, his face was green and his teeth clenched!

He trained the falling fire elements on the front line. The first war suffered such heavy losses! It makes him unbearable!

Looking at the map, between the block buildings on both sides of the first avenue, there are only horizontal paths with two mecha side by side. Kauder punched hard on the seat armrest and said in a harsh voice: "order the third battalion to press on from the left and right wing blocks, order the assault company directly under him to attack immediately!"

Luo Kai weakly adjusted the sub lens of the camera, trying to record everything that happened in PLO town completely and truly. His physical strength had disappeared in the half-hour shelling. Until now, my mind is still dizzy.

Bursts of sobbing came from the buzzing ears.

Luo Kai focused a sub lens on the crying master beside him, a girl with slightly swollen eyes and crying with tears.

She is a beautiful girl, with silky black hair and big bright eyes. At the moment, she was standing in front of the windowsill, biting her lips, watching the battle outside the window dimly and sobbing from time to time.

Luo Kai sighed slightly. A few hours ago, the girl was also photographed when she was cheering for the victory of the black mecha. At that time, her white face flushed with excitement, her eyes glowed, and her whole body was filled with youthful vitality and heartfelt joy.

However, I didn't expect it to take only a few hours. Everything has come to this point.

Luo Kai opened his mouth and tried to comfort the pity girl, but he didn't know what to say. Everyone knows that the defeat of black mecha is inevitable.

The girl was crying, while the others in the building were pale. despair. Shrouded in the town of pro. In the distance, there were also bursts of gunfire in the central city. Although the world is big, people have nowhere to go!

Below, the ant like red mecha began a new round of deployment.

The mecha that had been staying behind had all been pressed up. They detoured along the street to the first avenue. Throughout the two wing blocks, there are scattered mecha!

Rokai sighed and reached out to turn off the camera. He doesn't want to film the failure of the black team.

Even if you lose your job!

Luo Kai felt that for at least a period of time, these mecha and he, and everyone in the town, were connected by blood and shared a common hatred!

Although there is no relationship between the two sides, that feeling is absolutely true.

However, Luo Kai's hand stopped at the moment when he was ready to press the switch.

He suddenly found an extremely strange picture in a sub lens!

In a hidden corner of an infantry trench. Several mock models in soldier uniforms. They are in various shapes. They were covered with rags. And blood bags. Pieces of pork.

A shell that happened to hit there exploded. Luo Kai was startled by the flash in the lens. He stared at the picture strangely.

In the picture, flesh and blood fly.

Luo Kai's heart beat faster. A hunch drove him to turn all the shots into wide-angle shooting quickly.

In the camera, the tide of red mecha has been completely pressed up. The whole first block is full of red wriggling.

The black mecha seems to have given up resistance. They retreated quickly and collapsed into an army. In front of them, the red mecha in the center made a stronger attack and made a faster breakthrough.

Red advance and black retreat.

The flowing colors on the picture make people dizzy.

However, when the black mecha that had been at the front retreated over the last ditch, the dazzling chase stopped abruptly!

The earth was trembling, and a muffled thunder sounded from the ground.

Time, suddenly solidified.

People looked around in horror and didn't know what had happened.

Also at a loss are the red mecha in the picture. Their actions were hesitant, and some mecha even stopped and looked around. These soldiers walking on the edge of death are instinctively aware of the danger.

Suddenly, a thunder passed from the ground jumped out of the bank building and exploded in the air.

Then, a more violent series of explosions, like drums and flowers, passed around the buildings in the first block, deafening.

Like the eruption of a volcano and the simultaneous firing of hundreds of guns from old warships, the windows and gates at the bottom of buildings in the first block ejected countless rolling flames and scattered smoke and dust.

In the terrible explosion, buildings began to tilt!

A few seconds later, the shock wave spreading around the first avenue block pushed and rolled up the dense dust, rolling around, rolling up the clouds and blocking out the sun!

The bank building is missing.

The business center building is also missing.

Mingxinliu, jieshaliu and broken shanliu buildings are all gone.

Luo Kai is stupid, and so is the girl beside him.

Everyone is stupid!

At this moment, all the blood of the whole body rushed up to the top of the head and retreated with a brush. A palpitating current climbed directly up the back of the head from the caudal vertebra along the vest.

No one can believe what is happening!

In an instant, all the tall buildings in the first block of the whole square disappeared!

First block, razed to the ground!

People struggled to turn their eyes and looked at each other pale. It seems that I want to confirm an already conclusive answer from the other party

Hundreds of red mecha.

finished.

Don't wait for the dust to dissipate. Just look at the direction of the collapse of those buildings. Few red mecha can escape this terrible disaster!

This is

Slaughter!

An elaborate slaughter!