The war has entered its fourth day.

The brutal street fighting turned the street in front of the abandoned department store into a brutal meat grinder, with every inch of floor tiles covered with sticky blood and mutilated corpses.

The originally uniform battle line turned into a jagged shape due to the continuous pulling, and the ground plowed by artillery fire and aerial bombs was marked with shocking scars.

Ironically, the three-year war that buried the Awami League never touched this land, but it ushered in the baptism of iron and fire two centuries after the war ended.

Hengchi's heart was filled with confusion.

He still remembered the leader saying that the alliance's offensive was at its end, and their soldiers had been frightened by Delu's voice and would soon run away with their tails between their legs.

The regained position is the best proof. However - is it really so?

"boom!"

The dense artillery fire sounded on time, like a black cloud pressed into shape,

It rolled across the street, getting closer and closer with each sound.

Green heads squat on the concrete on both sides of the street

The earthen buildings undulate with the dust that shakes off from time to time.

Hengchi is not afraid of Alliance bombardment.

This thing sounds really loud, but through the concrete

It is still difficult to damage the wall, and some small scratches

Don't take it to heart at all.

The two sides need to fight face to face to determine the outcome.

Then there's nothing to be afraid of.

The bombardment started on time and ended on time.

The centurion squatting nearby shook the cement slag off his body.

He stood up, raised his head and yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Chop them into pieces!"

Its chest shook with the roar, like a wild beast looking up to the sky and roaring filial piety.

"Oh oh oh!"

Inspired by that courage and brutality, the mutant soldiers also stood up with shouts, grabbed the guys and spread out to the bunker outside, preparing to fight with the Alliance soldiers.

Hengchi followed closely behind the guy in front.

Almost at the same time it stepped out of the concrete wreckage, the deafening shouts of death followed the crackling gunshots.

The street it is responsible for is one of the streets leading to the abandoned department store, and the collapsed viaduct lies in the middle of the crossroads.

Used cars are natural bunkers. Simply throw in a few sandbags and mount a machine gun to create a simple bunker.

The church continues to deliver ammunition to the city. They don't need to worry about logistical supplies. They only need to stuff death into the mouths of the human soldiers. The tracers are noisy on the streets, like being swept by a storm.

Broken snow.

From the invisible fog, Hengchi felt something unusual. The fierce firepower seemed to have reappeared the offensive on the first day.

Isn't the alliance almost finished? Why is it... coming back to life again?

There is always an illusion in its mind that the people in front of it are the same group of people as the opponents it encountered on the first day.

The only difference is that they seem to be much more proficient than on the first day and no longer rush to the guns.

If it had been then, it would have only taken one shuttle to bring them down.

But now, they have obviously mastered the skills of fighting. Even if they are only superficial skills, they still cause them huge trouble.

"Da da da-!"

The machine gun continued to spray flames, and in the foggy weather with extremely low visibility, hitting the target almost depended on luck.

Heng Chi failed to grab the machine gun and could only fire randomly outside the bunker with the rifle it picked up from nowhere. However, it soon felt glad that it had been slower.

Before there were even two strokes of smoke from the muzzle, a scorching fire exploded next to him, with flying shrapnel and hot blood covering his face.

It turned its face and glanced sideways, only to see the man who had previously fired with a machine gun.

Only half of the guy's body was left twitching on the ground.

Having seen so many corpses, I actually became numb. A shirtless guy quickly grabbed the machine gun and continued to hold the trigger and fire.

Hengchi didn't show any sadness because his brother who had peeed with him died in battle, but a trace of confusion gradually arose in his heart.

Reclaiming the street beneath it... can really be said

Is the Ming Alliance almost unable to hold on?

However, this confusion only lasted for less than half a minute, and was interrupted by a roar that penetrated the dense fog.

A giant clad in steel plates suddenly broke into the battlefield with heavy and rapid steps, stepping over the broken bunkers.

Its body is as tall as a city wall, and the steel covering it is as strong as the armor of a tank.

Seeing its appearance, almost all the mutants had fanaticism in their eyes and shouted excitedly.

Same goes for hum!

Big old one!

The strongest warrior in the tribe!

They cannot be produced normally at all, and they will never learn a few human words in their lifetime, but every one who grows up is a named warrior!

They are born warriors!

"Roar-!"

A roar leaked out from the gap in the helmet, and as it ran, it pushed its shoulders hard against the iron knob nearest to it.

The human soldier in the exoskeleton pulled out his hatchet and wanted

Resistance, but the ax is like a toothpick in front of its huge size.

Heng Chi clearly saw that the ax that struck the helmet heavily only left a tiny white mark on the dark steel, and then the human soldier was knocked away by the big old Xingyun's flowing collision, and was violently thrown away.

He fell hard onto a concrete building nearby.

A steel bar exposed outside the wall pushed out from his back and impaled the human soldier. The man struggled for a while holding the steel bar with both hands, then his head drooped and stopped moving.

"Roar-!"

The big mutant raised his head and roared, picked up a steel bar from the ground, and then smashed it into the next iron bar.

The human soldiers were obviously startled by this big man, and were caught off guard by this rampaging giant.

Crouching behind the bunker, he was humming with excitement and his blood was racing, and he and the minions around him were shouting and cheering.

The big one seemed to be inspired by their roars, waving a several-meter-long steel bar in the center of the battlefield and becoming more and more courageous.

In the blink of an eye, two more heavy-duty exoskeleton bombs flew out and fell unconscious in the concrete wreckage.

The Union soldiers immediately raised their rifles and focused fire on the guy, but the tracers were like toothpicks in front of its huge size.

Except for the bullet marks scratched on the arc surface of the thick steel armor, no real damage was left at all. Instead, it aroused the ferocity of the big old man, and he swung the steel bar in his hand even more fiercely.

The tiger is in full swing.

The already chaotic position was even more messed up after being smashed.

The human soldier in the lead seemed to be shouting something, but Heng Chi couldn't understand it. It must have been a panicked scream.

However, what it didn't know was that although these Union soldiers were startled by the big man, they were far from panicked.

For example, Midnight Chicken Killer has seen this thing, and many veterans of the Jungle Corps have also seen it. They know that although this guy is difficult to deal with, he is far from invincible.

"Damn it—this bolter can't even break the defense?!"

"Brother, you're stuck at a safe distance! Move back and fight!"

"It's too late! Cut the rifle and shoot!"

"Fuck, this armor is too thick! It can't be hit!"

"Then get on the tube"

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of the engine came over from the side of the intersection.

Midnight Killer, who was about to take out the tube, suddenly looked in that direction.

The moment my eyes met the car lights, I suddenly felt happy.

Chimera! Is the brother of the Skeleton Corps!

The roaring engine was like a war drum, and accompanied by the wide front of the car, it entered the battlefield where gunshots were heard one after another.

Not a trace of sloppiness.

The convex edge of the armored vehicle's front hit the giant mutant's crotch hard.

The big old man felt as if his lower body had been hit by a heavy hammer. He let out a cry of pain and his feet were lifted off the ground for a moment. He was pushed backwards by the huge car.

At this moment, the rampaging Chimera suddenly stopped suddenly. The big old man who lost his balance had no chance to stand still and could only stumble backwards.

But the Chimera armored vehicle didn't give it the slightest chance to breathe, and the 37 rapid-fire cannon was aimed straight at its chest. Then -

The muzzle, as deep as a black hole, mercilessly

It spurted out thick and long tongues of fire!
To be continued...