The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 748: Fight with fate

"Green Skin Murder Jar!!!"

The boy who first spotted the enemy's vehicle immediately yelled, almost making him silent.

From the appearance point of view, the murder can is a smaller Ouke fearless. The cylindrical body is equipped with short legs driven by pistons at the lower end, and on both sides are chainsaws and big guns.

Of course, because of its size, the weapons that can be carried are half less than that of Ouke Fearless. However, the real difference between the two is that the driver of the canned murderer is not a violent green-skinned kid but a timid ass.

Because of this, people can often see cans of murder in groups on the battlefield. The green-skinned character is already dragged. After being fearless, no one will be a bird. It is harder for them to cooperate than to reach the sky, but The fart is different.

From the time they were born, they were pushed around and kicked by the boys, struggling to survive in the cracks, so they were deeply stunned by the principle of teamwork and often acted together in twos and threes.

Therefore, they are sometimes more deadly than the general fearless green skin.

"Commando!!!"

Soon, Meck's roar was remembered, and then dozens of people with iron-headed cages, chains and shackles and almost deformed muscles rushed out from behind the line of defense.

They are one of Meck’s killers in the nest. They are called medicine people. Through the injection of a large number of hormones and stimulant drugs, their body functions are far beyond ordinary people, but the price is that their brains are degraded to the level of beasts. .

Originally, he had hundreds of such medicine men, but they were constantly losing in the fierce battle. Now this is the last batch.

Regardless of whether they can survive or not, the Blood Hook Gang no longer exists in a sense.

"Go on! Get rid of them!!!"

With a howl, the medicine people launched a wild charge, and their arms were replaced by rotating chainsaws, just pure killing machines.

Similarly, the murder tanks did not come alone, a large number of boys rushed out from them, and quickly fought with the medicine people.

"Resolve those iron bumps!"

The medicine man’s weapons pose little threat to the murder tanks. Their trunk-like bodies are covered with buzzing jagged and pattering limbs, and soot is emerging from the crude welded engine block on their backs, and the chain saw cuts them. Only sparks can be wiped out on their yellow armor.

The only thing that can delay their pace is the corpses on the ground.

Suddenly, a rocket hit a mecha, instantly penetrated the eyes of the mecha skull, and exploded inside it.

The soldiers cheered.

But there are still at least 5 moving, and all three kill tanks are attacking for a team. This time two teams appeared on the battlefield.

"Hurry up!!"

Soon, a group of soldiers armed with improvised incendiary bombs began to move quickly along the trenches towards the killing machines, and the killing tanks seemed to be aware of it and began to fire frantically around.

"Go to **** you!"

One of them was a little farther away from his comrades. The soldiers who caught the opportunity solved it in groups of five, and then ignited an incendiary bomb made of glass bottles and liquid combustibles, and slammed it at the machine forcefully.

The moment the glass broke, the fire spread, two of them hit the murder tank directly, and the flame flowed into the mecha along with the liquid.

A few seconds later, the terrible screams of the fart spirits sounded, and they were struggling to beat the mecha shell but could not get out.

In the end, all the sound disappeared. Although it did not fall, it was completely burnt into a piece of scrap iron.

"There is one more! Kill it again!"

The soldiers who succeeded immediately turned to the next target, but the murder tanks were already prepared, they defended each other's sides, and constantly used machine guns to suppress the human soldiers who were resolved.

At the same time, they also launched a rocket on their shoulders, setting off a whirlwind of death in the trenches.

"Pinch hemp! Damn you--"

A soldier looked at the opportunity and raised the incendiary bomb to throw it, but noticed that his murder pot immediately rotated his waist, and the big gun on his arm shot violently.

In an instant, the bullet shattered the soldier's palm and incendiary bomb, and a ball of fire exploded, enclosing the soldier.

"Ahhh----"

The ignited soldier rolled into the trench. The surrounding comrades tried to rescue him, but were instantly knocked down by a flying grenade.

The battlefield became more and more cruel.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A medicine man saw the chainsaw sword into the body, tearing it like a log, and then was clamped by the tongs of his right hand by the murder pot.

The rapidly rotating saw blade first saw off the medicine man’s arm, and then saw into the struggling medicine man’s stomach. However, under the action of various irritating drugs, the medicine man’s vitality was extremely complete, and it struggled hard and continued. The chain saw of the other arm slammed the head of the murder tank violently, knocking it out of a deep pit, and continuously spilling blood from the cracks in the armor.

In the end, before dying, the medicine man forcefully penetrated the chain saw into the crack knocked out by it, and then the two killing machines stopped at the same time.

"Ahhh!! Burn you to death!"

A soldier nearby ignited another mecha with his flamethrower, and the outer shell of the mecha immediately burned.

It staggered forward, seemingly calm, and grabbed the soldier with two mechanical claws before he could react.

The sharp pliers penetrated the soldier's chest directly, and his weapon fell.

The worn-out joints of the mecha raised him with a harsh rubbing sound, piercing him.

The dying soldier raised his hand, opened the handle of the grenade with his mouth, and shouted:

"For the emperor."

The violent explosion ignited the fuel tank on the ground, and the flame swallowed the soldier and the murderer who killed him.

Another fire-breathing soldier also stared at one of the remaining two murder pots. He tried to get closer, but was stray bullets concentrated on his head and fell to the ground like a pile of vegetables.

The impact of the body and the twitching of the nervous system made his hand press the trigger on the flamethrower tightly, and the tongue of fire like a spear licked in all directions, spreading out like the arc of the hell, and igniting the three nearest ones. Soldier.

They twitched in the flames, their arms swinging wildly in pain.

The soldiers panicked and dispersed.

"Oh shit!"

Meke cursed. Although his brain had been dimmed by various potions, he still saw that,

When the soldier died, his fingers stuck to the flamethrower trigger.

The fuel pipe of the flamethrower was pressed by the corpse and swayed back and forth, like a large snake spitting fire.

Soon, two more people were ignited by the fire, and the flame burned a sharp cone-shaped scar on the muddy concrete pavement, which did not stop until the fuel was burned out.

There is one last one.

"Kill ah ah ah ah!!!"

Meck rushed to the murder tank at full speed, holding the chain saw sword high, and the mecha tried to grab him with its clamp limbs ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ The moment the two sides touched, a set of blades cut deep into his left arm.

In an instant, the arm holding the hook flew high.

The pain can no longer be sensed by the nerves, and Meck is completely paralyzed. He roared and slammed the eyepiece position of the mecha's head again and again with the chain saw sword.

For a while, sparks flew everywhere, and along with the foul green skin and blood, the limbs of the mecha kept trembling.

Suddenly, Meke felt a strange feeling in his abdomen. He lowered his head and saw that he was gripped by iron tongs and almost cut in the middle.

He wanted to laugh, but the blood clogged his throat uncontrollably.

In the end, his hand touched the grenade that had always been around his waist, and the moment he hooked the handle, he seemed to wake up from the drug paralysis.

Then he suddenly tore off the tab without hesitation--

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