"...The Son is above."

Beside an abandoned water tank only a few kilometers away from the battlefield, a man in a hunting suit was standing next to a rusty guardrail, holding a telescope in his hand, staring blankly at the messy battlefield in the distance, repeating this sentence repeatedly

talk.

He is a hunter in Hope Town, his name is Liu Youxiong.

When the fog started earlier, the town's pastor said some fascinating words, so Mayor Ma sent him to Pinecone Wood Farm to check out the situation.

Liu Youxiong did not dare to neglect.

Not only because this was the mayor's order, but also because Pastor Wei said that the Holy Son was angry and sent down divine punishment on the traitors and heretics who betrayed the torch.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat. He was worried that the divine punishment might involve his family, and he also anxiously wanted to know what the divine punishment was.

So he mounted his horse and galloped all the way, but just when he was halfway on the road, the apocalyptic flames and roaring sounds frightened the horse under his crotch and almost knocked him to the ground.

He hurriedly climbed up from the ground and immediately found a high place and climbed up to the tower water tank standing alone next to the abandoned building.

Then I saw the next scene -

Boiling flames and charred corpses were reflected in the hole, and Liu Youxiong swallowed unconsciously.

This is...

Divine punishment from the Son?

But---

Is the location wrong?

Burning in hell are clearly those ugly beasts, the gang of mutants who live in the city and drink blood.

He clearly remembered that those man-eating things were the vicious dogs under the command of the Holy Son.

But why

The hot wind blowing slowly cleared away the gray-green haze, and also cleared away the confusion in his heart.

His sight passed by the column of smoke that went straight into the sky, and he saw the steel airship far away in the horizon, which was flashing with dots of firelight.

Soon another round of artillery fire washed over the messy wilderness, just like the intense gongs and drums following a heavy hammer,

Strings of flickering fire engulfed the mutant troops.

At this moment, no matter how much he believed in the power of the Holy Son, he could still see that it was not the divine punishment of the Holy Son—

But the anger of the alliance managers!

"Roar-!"

His provocation was thrown back unceremoniously, and the surging anger twisted into a ball on Kulu's face.

He raised the ax gun in his hand and let out a boiling beastly roar from his mouth.

In the dark mud on the ground, muscular mutant warriors picked up their weapons and hatred, roared and charged towards the heavily armored human regiment.

If it is an ordinary light infantry, even if it is not destroyed by the previous round of artillery fire, it will lose its combat effectiveness.

After all, this is an unfortified wilderness.

In the previous round of bombing, the number of artillery shells dropped by the alliance even exceeded the number of people in this mutant force.

However, the blood flowing in the bodies of those beasts is the crystallization of the most powerful biological technology in the Prosperous Era.

Even if his limbs are blown off, even if his face is roasted

No, even if the heart is broken, the artery is severed, and the skull is filled with shrapnel... As long as they don't die on the spot, they can get back up from the dark mud, and even pick up their own broken bones to use as weapons to fight.

Those twisted faces and pairs of bloodthirsty eyes were like evil spirits crawling out of the abyss.

Not to mention fighting it.

Those who can muster up courage in front of these beasts can be regarded as the best among men.

pity-

The person standing in front of them is not a normal person after all, but a player.

Faced with the boiling roar and the murderous intent that could suffocate ordinary people, they would only think that this dog's plan is too awesome!

"Fuck...this is so exciting!"

Wearing K10 "Iron Wall" Heavy Duty

Exoskeleton, the player holding the XB-1 "Roarer" bolter swallowed.

Looking directly at the killing cry that made the earth tremble, his eyes not only lacked a trace of fear, but were filled with excitement and high fighting spirit.

He missed the last group fight with mutants. This time he caught up!

I heard from the group leader that maybe I can even appear in the promotional PV!

Letting the surging fighting spirit burn in his chest, Midnight Killer stretched out the 19-bolt barrel welded to his arm.

"Bros!"

No superfluous monologue—for the uncivilized beast.

For the bedbugs that lie on the back of civilization and suck flesh and blood, there is always only one thing they have to do.

While pulling the trigger, he shouted with all his strength, "Kill!"

In response to the roar, there were boiling and hot shouts. "Kill!!!"

"For the alliance!" "Ouch!"

The deafening roar seemed to shatter the clouds in the sky, and for a moment the roar of the beasts roaring like mountains and tsunamis was eclipsed by it.

There were more than 500 mutant warriors who survived the artillery fire, but they were scattered on a front several kilometers wide.

Although the Jungle Corps only has 120 troops deployed on the battlefield via helicopters, both their fighting will and organization are at their peak.

The moment the group of beasts entered the shooting range, Midnight Killer was the first to pull the trigger, and more than a hundred players wearing heavy exoskeletons also opened fire.

Orange tracers danced wildly on the battlefield, and exploding firelight flickered in the muddy wilderness.

In the face of the bolter fire, the mutants who advanced while firing fell one after another, but soon the battle line spread from the front of the Jungle Corps to the two wings.

This group of green-skinned beasts is not really brainless, but most of them don't bother to use their brains when they can solve it with brute force.

After seeing the alliance's firepower and the heavy armor, Kuru immediately roared and issued an order, asking the minions to press forward at all costs and engage in close combat with the human soldiers.

According to his experience, once the men under his command come within ten steps, these two-legged animals will lose their will to fight.

And this battle will soon turn into a one-sided massacre!

The gray-green haze provided cover for the mutants' charge. Although they suffered continuous casualties, their running momentum did not slow down.

Moreover, the mutant troops the Jungle Corps encountered this time were completely different from the group of guys they encountered last time.

They are also green-skinned animals. Most of these guys have been transformed into prosthetics, and their weapons and equipment are also more sophisticated.

Some of them carried heavy machine guns, some carried mortars on their backs, and some carried wooden baskets filled with grenades.

Relying on their powerful muscles, they can explode with strength comparable to that of an exoskeleton, and throw shot-ball-like bombs more than a hundred meters away.

The mutant soldiers gathered from all over the battlefield were like a big bowl, slamming into the Alliance's narrow position.

Looking at the battle line and the steel armors close to Chi Chi, Kulu sneered in his heart, and his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

He swore.

He will use the most brutal method to kill the guy who provokes him.

But what made him feel uneasy was that, facing the unstoppable charge from his side, the troops in front of him showed no intention of retreating.

What do these guys want to do?

Do we expect to rely on a few sets of exoskeletons to stop them?

Kuru felt vaguely uneasy. These two-legged animals seemed different from the animals in other places.

However, there was no time to hesitate.

On this battlefield with visibility less than ten meters, the two sides collided with each other in just a few breaths, and started a hand-to-hand fight on the soil that had been plowed by artillery fire.

"go to hell-!"

A two-meter-tall mutant stepped out of the fog, spraying arc-shaped fireworks from the shotgun in his hand, hitting the face

The front of the Union soldier's chest.

The lead bullet as big as a thumb made a dent in the dark breastplate.

However, the man who was shot didn't even move his body. He raised the muzzle of the gun and fired back with a 19mm armor-piercing bullet.

This is a distance of ten meters, which is just the safe distance of the bolt gun.

The explosive bomb hit the mutant's shoulder, and hot metal jets instantly spurted out from the mutant's shoulder blades, scattering scraps of flesh and bones all over the floor.

The mutant's bloodshot eyes widened and he knelt down on the ground without saying a word.

Looking at the animal kneeling on the ground, the model worker grinned.
To be continued...