"Be careful, don't scare them. I will send people to support you."

"Be careful, if someone is holding an industrial... ahem, if someone is holding a box-like device, please give me some eyes, and don't break it with your hands!"

I have been searching for the industrial center for almost a week, but now there is still no news.

The wanderer who took that thing away seemed to have evaporated from the world, disappearing completely overnight.

Many homeless people captured from the escape route have been interrogated several times, and no one has seen anyone carrying industrial cores.

The commander had no hope of getting it back, he just wanted to avoid being punished after Lord Hades came out of the research room and got angry.

But now, the opportunity came to him so fortunately.

These wanderers who have made a comeback have a high probability of getting the industrial core back from their hands!

"No, Lord Edmund, no...not them!"

"It's not them, what do you mean?"

"It's the wanderers, it's them, they..."

"Damn."

"They jumped on our plane, how is this possible..."

"Quickly, get out of here, get out of here for me!"

"Da da... da da da da da..."

The roaring sound of machine guns suddenly erupted, completely covering up the intermittent calls in the communicator.

Commander Edmund raised his head and looked not far away.

Although I couldn't see what exactly happened, in the fog, there was a black line rising from the ground, entangled in the black spot of a helicopter flying at low altitude.

A violent fire broke out at the black spot, trying to break free from the restraints of the black thread.

But before this one could get away, three more suddenly jumped up from nearby.

Buzz buzz...

The propeller spun and fell suddenly.

Boom!

A bright fire broke out less than a kilometer away, and the roaring air waves instantly rolled away the surrounding air mist three hundred meters away.

The invincible helicopter formation was actually shot down?

This...how is this possible?

At this moment, not only Edmund was dumbfounded, but even the wandering slaves watching the show and the battle below also stared wide-eyed.

If the helicopter is compared to the big devil with invincible magic power, the black line below is like a weak warrior with faith.

When did the Rangers also have the means to control the air?

They actually withstood the firepower of Qinggang Shelter and killed one of the opponent's helicopters. They were so frightened that the other four helicopters fled, fearing that if they stayed for a second, the current situation would be repeated.

This situation is not so exaggerated in your dreams, right?

However...

At this moment, all of this is actually happening, and there is a deviation from everyone's perception.

Especially the Qinggang soldiers who had just suffered a defeat were completely silent and their eyes were dull at this time, for fear that the commander's wrath would fall on them in the next second.

Standing on the high wall, the city defense commander Edmund himself was also a little confused.

After coming back to his senses in an instant, he quickly grabbed the communicator in his hand and turned on all channels, spitting about filial piety.

"Attack! Attack everyone!"

"All soldiers now put on your equipment and use the fiercest firepower to make them fearful!"

"These damn wanderers, these damn rats, I want them to die, die!"

"Where are our artillery, bring them out, activate all the helicopter formations, let me wipe them all out."

Once again, the homeless man fucked him right in front of his house, and he also took down a combat helicopter.

For Sunny Harbor Refuge, this is no longer a simple provocation.

There is no doubt that it is a slap in the face, the kind that makes a snapping noise.

These wanderers actually want to use their own flesh and blood to create a new era for this Sunny Harbor City?

Do they think they can really succeed?

Under Edmund's almost barking orders, pairs of soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor began to line up and run out of the gap.

More than a dozen tanks equipped with artillery also sped out, rushing towards the black line.

Eight helicopters took off again, this time they just flew over the city wall, and sixteen missiles instantly cut through the thick fog and landed on the black line position.

With the violent explosion, the horn of war sounded again here.

The black line formations turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant, and countless figures were burned into black coals before they could even fight back, and staggered to the ground.

It was a bit similar to the group of homeless people who were massacred in the city a few days ago. These people actually regarded death as if they were home.

However, even if the disparity in strength between the two sides reached this point, they still moved forward firmly.

A captain in armor rushed to the front line, slammed the safety switches on his left and right hands, and fired wildly at the staggering figure more than a hundred meters away.

Although he was a little surprised, these people on the other side were like fools, and they didn't even fight back.

But watching each figure fall, the pleasure of mowing the grass still made him couldn't help but roar.

“Wuhu, it’s so cool!”

The combat value on the digital eyepiece has been increasing, which means that the number of enemies killed is growing rapidly.

Already imagining the rewards he might receive when he returned, the captain emptied the bullets in both guns in his left and right arms and quickly took them from the ammunition magazine tied to his legs.

But when he emptied the magazine, changed the bullets and entered the shooting state again.

Not far away, the grass that he shot down stood up tenaciously.

Although the posture is very funny, as if the waist has been twisted 60 or 70 degrees, the forward speed is even slower.

But their target seems to be in the direction of the lightning wall!

"What the hell?"

"Aren't they afraid of death? No, don't they feel pain?"

As a user of weapons, the Captain knows exactly what kind of damage an 11.43 caliber bullet will cause to the human body.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as a human being is hit by a shot, even if it is not a critical injury, human beings will definitely lose their combat effectiveness at the speed of light.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

The team members next to him also noticed this strange image and took a step back in horror.

They have no fear in fighting humans because they are well aware of the equipment gap between the two sides.

They don't panic when fighting radioactive animals, because the impact of that thing can definitely be dealt with as long as it's not a swarm of beasts.

But fighting against a group of wooden stakes who were not afraid of death, hundreds of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons all felt some inner fear.

This is very strange, like suddenly breaking through a point of fear that is close to the limit in people's hearts.

Looking at the figures staggering forward, the captain opened his mouth and took a deep breath of the bloody smell in the air.

"What are you afraid of? As long as they cannot be resurrected, our bullets will definitely..."

"Um?"

A flash of lightning illuminated the black line in the distance.

In a sudden glance, I saw a face in the figure that was not familiar, but could be found in my memory.

The captain's whole body suddenly went limp, and his crotch felt suddenly wet.

impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

I remember correctly, that person...

Three days ago, it was a homeless body that he threw out with his own hands!
Chapter completed!