Chapter 213: Retreat (2)

Spring has just begun, and it is still full of cold winter. On the No. 28 position, a gust of cold wind blows from the south, with a cold breath, and the strong smoke and bloody smell in the air, which suddenly stimulates people's nerves. Poseidon climbed to the highest fortress in the No. 28 position, and looked around. The mountain slowly rose from a distance, and suddenly became steep, like a knife cutting, and it ended abruptly at Poseidon's feet.

On the steep hillside, the rocks raised up like wolf teeth intertwined, becoming the best cover for the enemy. They jumped between the rocks, and with fierce artillery fire, rushing towards the mountains all over the mountains. From here, they looked like tiny ants. The cannons roared, and rows of shells were tilted down the mountain desperately, making deafening explosions. The dazzling flames were so dazzling even though they were hundreds of meters away. The shells kept harvesting the enemy's lives, but they could not stop the enemy rushing in. They were fearless and powerful psychics, each of which was above the sixth level. They could be said to be the most elite unit in the Southern Military Region.

While dodging artillery falling from the sky, they rushed up the steep hillside. In front of their agile skills, this was not a big obstacle at all. Some of the strong men above the eighth level rushed up while carrying heavy weapons to counterattack. Stream bullets passed through clear trajectories and passed by Poseidon. A roaring shell flew over the positions of the southern military region in the distance, passing by Poseidon and hit a bunker behind him. In the huge roar and dazzling firelight, a corner of the bunker was suddenly exploded, revealing the soldiers covered in blood.

"Lieutenant General Poseidon, this place is too dangerous. Let's go back to the command post!" Looking at the explosion of the bunker with lingering fear, a lieutenant colonel said tremblingly. He was not afraid of death, but afraid that this indescribable stray bullet would hit General Poseidon. If Lieutenant General Poseidon has any damage to his position, it would be a big deal to be killed. Lieutenant General Poseidon is the last hope of the Northern Military Region.

"Bastard! People are in the position! People are in the position! People are in the position!" Poseidon pulled the lieutenant colonel several meters away with a fierce palm, and looked coldly at the lieutenant colonel who crawled from the ground with a confused and aggrieved face: "Today, this lieutenant general is standing here. Without my order, no one can take a step back! Otherwise, killing is not allowed! I heard it clearly!"

"Yes! Lieutenant General Poseidon!" Seeing Poseidon, who had always been taciturn, was furious, and the school official standing behind him immediately responded. As they spoke, they quietly moved their steps to block Poseidon behind him to prevent the attack of shells.

"call out!"

At this moment, a sharp sound of wind breaking suddenly came from a distance! A school official was full of horror and screamed in horror: "Enemy attack! Protect Lieutenant General Poseidon!" The next moment, a fierce flame suddenly appeared, and a rocket roared through the air and shot hard at Poseidon. On the hillside, less than a hundred meters away from Poseidon, the rocket launcher carried on the shoulder of a short and concise man was emitting a faint smoke and looked here with a sneer.

"Does go!" Poseidon snorted coldly, and his figure flashed out of the encirclement of the three school officials like a ghost. A trace of light flashed through his pupils, and was soon replaced by a contemptuous look.

"Ice Spear!" Poseidon roared lowly and raised his right hand suddenly. The air on his right hand condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, condensed into an ice gun in his hand, which shone brightly and ferociously in the fire. He roared, curled up, raised his arms, and the whole movement was completed in one go. The sharp and solid ice gun suddenly shot out, making a dazzling sound, resounding throughout the battlefield, like a meteor that emerged from the sky, and like a stunning rainbow, thunder and cold light rustled, which attracted thousands of soldiers on both sides of the battlefield to look at each other. In the public eye, the ice gun angrily hit the rocket.

"boom!"

The next moment, the rocket exploded suddenly in the shocked gaze of the short and energetic man. As the fire broke, the cold light suddenly appeared in the cave. The ice spear did not diminish and suddenly appeared in front of the man. With a slight "sneer", the man had no time to react. He had been penetrated by the spear and stabbed his heart into the heart. A wound as big as a bowl appeared on his chest, blood was gushing out, and his body fell straight to the ground and fell into the pool of blood under his feet.

"General, are you okay?" A few seconds later, several school officials came back to their senses in shock, and their eyes looked at Poseidon were full of admiration and fear. If they had respect for Poseidon before because of his military rank, and now because of his extraordinary strength. The powerful blow that broke the shell just now, these officers could do it, but while breaking the shell, the spear was not affected by the strong explosive force, and the remaining momentum remained unabated, and then penetrated the enemy. This amazing blow showed Poseidon's power.

After seeing Poseidon's true strength, these school officials no longer stopped Poseidon from leaving the cliff. Instead, after seeing his stunning shot, the soldiers in the position immediately became very motivated. Such a strong man fought side by side with them, undoubtedly gave them a shot of a heart-warming agent. At such an important position at the No. 28 position, although the soldiers who could guard here were not afraid of death, their confidence was equally important. The effect brought by this shot was something Poseidon did not expect.

The enemy troops who attacked fiercely also saw the powerful shot, and their faces showed a look of surprise and doubt. People in the Northern Military Region did not recognize the killed man, but they knew very well that the man was named Brock, a colonel, but a real tenth-level strongman. The warrior who had killed a level 11 grizzly bear with bare hands was actually killed with one shot. How powerful is the man standing high on the cliff?

For a moment, hundreds of enemies at the forefront suddenly hesitated, with a hesitant look on their faces. Although they were running and climbing the cliff, their steps were not so resolute, and their shouts of killing gradually weakened. The soldiers behind did not understand the situation and still rushed up, immediately colliding with the soldiers in front. In an instant, the enemy's attack formation was scattered, and the soldiers in front and the soldiers rushing behind were squeezed into a group, and the offensive also stumbled slightly.
Chapter completed!