Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

? When the "Legion" appeared overhead, Barney's reaction could only be described as "at a loss."

This is a matter of course.

Anyone who sees an iron pimple suddenly flying above his head in the cold night of splashing water and ice, of course, he will have a short thinking blank because of the stunned. Change to a timid, if you don’t make trouble, you will be scared on the spot. If you have a nerve, you might even pull your wife out of the bed and watch the angel.

It's just that those are not angels or demons, not even people.

——So God inquired that you are the undead and the devil?

——Following the question, if you are inquiring about it, you will answer it here, my name Legion ().

This is a slogan sprayed on the shell of the machine body, telling the evil decoration of the origin of the word "Legion", and it is also to tell the world that the army of undead that fears even the death and the devil is wrapped in dying sorrow and howling.

The gliding wing suddenly separated from the fuselage. Before being pulled by gravity to the ground and falling into a mass of scrap iron, the "Legion" opened its insect-like long limbs. The small rocket at the front of the mechanical foot ejected the flames that illuminated the night sky and offset it. After enough fall impacts, the first batch of fifteen reconnaissance models and a team of support and support models successfully landed in the town of Bonavo.

Reverse jet landing-this is the technology used to allow the "Legion" to land even in urban areas or forests. If they use gliding wings to land, they must find an empty space for landing, so the enemy forces As long as anti-aircraft artillery is placed near the open space that can serve as a landing site, combined with the wind direction on the spot, the landing path of the "Legion" can be predicted, and the enemy aircraft sent to the muzzle by the method of waiting for the enemy to be eliminated.

The devil hidden in the details began to show his power. In the face of this unheard of operation from the sky, no one could react at all for a while.

After successfully adjusting the focal length of the optics and infrared lens, the reconnaissance type with airborne success immediately killed six red eyes staring at the bottom integrated perception unit in response to the nearest humanoid life.

As the leading pioneers, their mission is to launch a surprise attack on the target where they may hide, while occupying and consolidating the landing site as much as possible, and guarding the bridgehead for subsequent troops.

Therefore, the reactions of non-friendly forces around the landing site are all enemies that should be eliminated.

The battle started, and then quickly began to lean in a direction that was not good for the guerrillas.

This is also something that cannot be done.

In order not to attract attention, and at the same time reduce the risk of being dented, the guerrillas have long been reduced to zero, and the Supreme Command is no exception. Even so, there are as many as 150 combat personnel hiding around Bonavo, and even equipped with weapons such as anti-tank guns and volleys. Even if they are attacked by a special unit, they can resist for a period of time. Cover the retreat of important people. With their level of familiarity with the environment, even if they suddenly came over, an entire parachute battalion could spend all day.

But the above assumption is based on the premise that the opponent is also a humanoid.

It can carry multiple weapons, has light armor protection, depends on the night and all kinds of camouflage as nothing, and can walk vigorously on rugged terrain. I never even thought about it, let alone imagined fighting with such a steel monster for the enemy.

"Damn it! This bunch of scrap iron guns are very accurate!"

A bullet hit the corner of the wall, and debris and dust flew into the air. Barney, who was covered with sweat and dust, shouted to Enes, who was in a hurry. A few days ago, a teenager who had just turned 14 swallowed his saliva desperately and took out grenades from the canvas bag. The anti-tank team not far away was tinkering with the anti-tank rifle to see how their hands were sloppy. You can't count on it.

The reconnaissance model has a clean, sharp triangular body that looks like a piranha with six legs from a distance. Two 7.92mm general machine guns or a 40mm automatic grenade launcher are mounted near the spine. In addition to the support type, the weakest type of firepower (the latter is completely equipped with no weapons). In order to ensure the power of the machine, the armor is limited to the level of defense against light weapons and shells. In order to perform the ejection airborne mission, the reconnaissance type of this battle has further removed some armor and reduced the ammunition base to reduce weight.

In terms of "legion" standards, today's reconnaissance type can almost be said to be the bottom of the combat aircraft.

Even so, holding two machine guns or grenade launchers, and using hexapods to provide stable shooting at any time to the guerrillas, is still equivalent to the existence of death.

No matter how thin and light, it is still enough to protect against the shooting of light weapons. Depending on the distance and the angle of injection, it can also prevent the anti-tank rifle bullets to a certain extent. It is difficult to penetrate the thin armor unless the luck of the shooter breaks the watch, even if Breakdown, one or two bullets is also difficult to stop the investigation type. In turn, the barrage spread by the scouts-no matter what kind, is not acceptable to human flesh.

The blood and flesh that can bleed, hurt, die, and fear face the mechanical undead that only knows to kill, and the result is already doomed early in the morning. Even if the guerrillas are more than doubled now, the result is still without suspense.

However, the problem that puzzled the guerrillas was here. The dominant steel monster army did not take any further action after occupying the town's cemetery. They did not take advantage of this opportunity to expand their results, but instead stayed on the spot while searching back and forth while building a line of defense on the spot.

"What are this group of tin guys thinking about?"

The captain Renelle took the swollen canvas bag from the hands of several children who crawled around, took out a few bottles of "cocktail" from the straw and cotton wool, patted the children's cheeks, well-behaved children Nodded with a smile, then turned around and crawled forward to the starting point-those iron knots would shoot at all living people in the field of vision, regardless of whether the other party is a combatant, and does not care about the other party's age and gender. As long as you are walking on two legs, and just outside the bunker, a shuttle bullet will greet you. At this time, the brave little traffickers were the only means for the guerrillas to ensure front and rear contact and supply.

——It's really embarrassing to let the children take this risk.

In his heart, he spit at the powerless self and the inhuman iron man, and the treacherous and vicious pointed ears. The guerrilla detachment commander brought his thoughts back to the strange situation before him.

The Defence Force did hit an unexpected blow. If the iron shell heads maintained their momentum, the guerrillas would have been broken up long ago. In the face of these steel monsters without fear of bullets and grenade fragments, some inexperienced guerrillas behaved like the first recruits on the battlefield to see chariots, and they were almost scared. After all, the veterans who had experienced the war quickly slapped the new rookie or kicked the buttocks, stabilized the situation in time, and organized a counterattack. Then the two sides confronted each other across the cemetery wall.

"Maybe the tinkers are interested in the dead, you see, they are starting to pull the grave."

"what did you say?"

Renell was surprised to take the mirror tied to the tree branch from the hands of the deputy captain Fabre. After some angle adjustment, several reconnaissance models clumsily kicked the tombstone away with their limbs and moved the dirt back and forth.

"They... seem to be looking for something..."

Renell's tone was somewhat uncertain. Looking for something in a cemetery in a country town? It sounds like a fantasy. The people buried here are all plain-headed people, and the most noble is the mayor. Not to mention gold and silver jewelry, even valuable things--

The bitter chill turned into a current spreading throughout the body, and Renelle swallowed hard.

There is indeed nothing valuable in the cemetery, but there are indeed enough people in this town of Bonavo to allow the guards to capture or kill at any cost. If they are going towards that person...

"Everything makes sense~www.readwn.com~Their goal is'the people in the high castle'. The assault was originally launched to suppress and occupy the headquarters and find that person. I don't know which link Something went wrong, and the pointed ears thought that the cemetery was the headquarters, so those tin monsters did not take the next step after they occupied the cemetery."

Renell’s speech made the guerrillas, including Fabre, stunned, and then they understood that this is the truth of the matter-this was a raid targeting the highest leadership of the "Legion", if It is not that the other party made a mistake in the specific position. In the first round of the battle, the "Liberty Legion" was already cut down by the enemy.

"Come on, Fabre, notify your superiors and let them speed up their transfer. The Ironhide monsters will soon find out that the situation is wrong, and the enemy will definitely reinforce—!"

"Captain, look!"

Renell's words did not fall, Barney yelled at the sky, and the guerrilla detachment leader looking up at the sky just saw a triangular gliding wing with metal insects passing over his head.

The second leg of the "Legion" has arrived over the town of Bonavo.