The Emperor’s Angel of Death

  Chapter 712 Bloodstained Night

  WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

  A familiar voice erupted from a distance. It was a roar of anger from a green-skin leader.

  If the high-level sub-zero temperature of the nest is not enough to cool the blood, then this alien roar can definitely be done.

  After that, more inhuman roars vibrated the air, rushing through the gunpowder and directly into the ears of the anxious guards, sending out the signal of war.

  Hartman tapped his finger on Ellie’s communicator and said:

  "Help me continuously update the status of the 1st and 4th companies. I need to understand the battle situation of their defense lines. I don't want to get any surprises."

   "Understand, sir."

  Hartman looked up at the sky, the night had darkened the sky, and the wind had subsided a little bit than before, so he spoke to the company command channel again:

   "Brothers, prepare."

  WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! !

  In the blink of an eye, a large group of green skins rushed through the gunpowder and rushed straight to the last position of the Hades Ninth Infantry Regiment. There were thousands of them.

When the soldiers got closer, the soldiers began to fire and shoot, carving black scars on the wall of flesh and blood. Although such a light gun barrage was more than enough to intercept a human army, these green leather charges There was almost no stagnation.

  The laser gun can cut off or scorch the target, but lacks the powerful impact of the physical ammunition. The greenskins simply disdain for a small injury, and the desire to fight is still burning in their red eyes.

   Hartman also aimed his pistol at a green skin, slowed his breathing, aimed at the target, and then pulled the trigger.

The pistol jumped back violently, and a mist of blood rose from where the beast used to be the head, the heavy body continued to run, the legs were still moving, the muscles were executing the last instructions of the brain that no longer existed, so more The bullet shot into its head until it lifted the skull.

  Finally, the headless corpse tripped over the entangled wire fence, spraying a red mist before it fell into the trench.

The steaming red liquid poured out from the corpse. Even through the scarf, Hartman could smell the pungent smell of the fungus in the green skin, but there was no time to stand in a daze, and more green skins boiled. Rush to the destroyed fortifications.

  "Heavy logging machine, shoot these animals from the side!"

  Under Hartman’s order, the heavy logging machines that had been silent opened fire. They were deployed on the two wings of the position, using crossfire to make the charging beasts pay a huge price, and fell one after another.

  Even if it was less than 50 meters away from the last trench, the first charge was disintegrated, and the remaining greenskin turned and ran quickly to join the second wave of charge.

  The angry noise of the heavy logging gun stopped.

   "Good job, but no time to celebrate!"

  Another green tide has burst out of the bank.

   "The second wave, everyone, replenish ammunition and energy cartridges."

  Speaking, he took a new magazine from his coat pocket and slammed it where it should be.

  If the first wave of green skins looked big and ferocious, then compared to the dark-skinned beasts that swarmed now, they were just little ghosts.

These are big guys. Their arms bulge out due to abnormally swollen muscles. They are all wearing rough armor made of scrap iron and leather that are connected together by bolts. The laser gun will not hurt unless it hits the head. As far as they are, at most, the iron pieces will be hot.

  And these crazy green skins with war-braining brains don't care about scalding a piece of skin. They will absorb all the light bullets and rush straight to the top of Jiu Tuan's head.

"I need heavy explosive guns to focus on the armored 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 gathered enemies, just like before, don’t use grenades indiscriminately!"

   Soon, the heavy weapons squad was ready everywhere in the defense line.

  The second wave of green skins also approached quickly, while firing violently in the general direction of the trench. The bullet hit the sandbag and the soldiers bowed their necks.

   "Don't be afraid! At this distance they can't even hit an Oglein—"

Just as Hartman said this, a soldier who was a few meters to his right was hurled against the back wall of the trench by a force capable of breaking bones. The corpse fell to the ground immediately, half of his head was gone, as if by something. It was like a bite.

   Within a few seconds, more than a dozen soldiers from far away in the trench fell. Once hit by a green-skin bullet, it was basically fatal.

  Hartman put the pistol back into the holster, held the hilt of the powered sword hung on his left hip, and forced his blade to regain freedom.

He could hear the company's non-commissioned officers shouting slogans to increase courage. At the same time, the greens jumped over the barbed wire and sandbags. Some guys were scraped by the barbed wire. The hooked bridge was trampled directly from above.

   "Grenade!"

  When the first green skin jumped to a distance of 30 meters, all the fighters threw out the grenades neatly.

  Boom————!

   Amidst a series of roars, the wave of green skins that rushed to the front was blown up and down, causing heavy casualties.

  "Spitfire! Keep your mouth open, don't let those beasts turn in from the side!"

  There are too many green skins. In addition to the large enemies on the front, there are many green skins appearing from the side of the defense line, trying to get directly into the trenches, and because of nightfall, Hartman can't observe how many enemies are circling to the side.

  In fact, there is no need to look at it. Just by listening to the roar, Hartman knew that the person who stayed on the side could not stop him.

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

  At this time, there are already green skins jumping into the trenches, and Hartman's eyes widened when he saw them.

  The guy is a huge monster even from the perspective of the green skin. The rough muscles that have reached an abnormal proportion are much stronger than the largest of the 9th Infantry Regiment. In the trenches, almost no one can stop it.

  But after a while, the fire-breathers who rushed in hurriedly opened fire.

A fiery torch fuel sprayed out along the trenches, greedily engulfing the enemy’s flesh and blood, just a few breaths, the original gangster only had armor, weapons, and the molten iron pieces of iron boots to prove that it used to be Existed.

   "More kills are coming!"

  The fire-breathing soldier turned his head and shouted:

  "Only a quarter of the fuel is left~www.wuxiaspot.com~sir!"

  He then ejected another stream of fire, and Hartman heard the roar of green skin rushing towards them through the roar of the flames, and cut off abruptly when the flames swallowed everything.

  After a while, as more and more greenskins jumped into the trenches, the fuel for the Spitfire finally ran out.

   "The enemy is coming!!"

  He shouted loudly and rushed back from the passage, and the soldiers armed with laser guns immediately stepped forward to fill his position.

   "Listen, brothers!"

   Hartman snapped on the walkie-talkie:

   "Even if we are going to hang up today, I will lie with you, but remember what I said before, kill one is counted one, for the emperor, for Amiji Doton!"

  In an instant, the shouts erupting along the trench filled the air.

  "For the emperor! For Armageddon!!!"

With a buzzing sound, a dozen flares rose slowly, covering the earth in a **** color.

  (End of this chapter)