In fact, Bamon's initial idea was to break the team into pieces, disperse them into the city, and carry out raids. If the battle in Jiaoer City goes well, they gather to launch a large-scale offensive. If the battle is not good, they can temporarily leave the city and lurk in all directions, and wait for the limelight to pass and then restore the original scale.
But the two wastes in Jiaoou City insisted that he "cooperate with cooperation", "retain the enemy's attention", and "flower on both sides". If both idiots don't understand the truth, they know to point fingers at war. The patriarch also supported them. There was no way that Bamon could only occupy an area with his teeth, which was equivalent to putting himself in a cage. It was no longer realistic to break through and disperse. The only thing he could do was wait until reinforcements arrived.
It is equivalent to giving your destiny to others, which is really cowardly.
At this moment, a distant roar came from the porches of the hall, and the mixed-race acolytes hidden in the shadows roared, which was a desire for battle.
Bamon blinked and stood up from the throne, he had already distinguished the origin of these sounds and their symbolic meaning.
"Are you here too?... Yes, they attacked in full swing every time, trying to use their military strength to push us to the limit. This is probably the only tactic that the sages' 'calculative' heads can think of."
He then sent a spiritual communication to the leaders stationed in the Red Fortress.
"Everyone sticks to their respective posts and report it immediately if there is any situation."
"My Lord, there are indeed special circumstances."
More than a dozen voices came at the same time, and Bamont twitched his palm with the scepter, which was unexpectedly the word he didn't want to hear now.
“What’s the situation.”
"It seems that the one who came is not the mechanical slave owner...slave."
"Hmm? I'll go and have a look."
With a nervous mood, Bamon left his command post, and in addition to the acolytes, there were two guardians wearing hooded cloaks and carrying double swords and scepters.
When he came to the hallway of the temple, the believers who were hurriedly walking with weapons and ammunition boxes fell to the ground and bowed to him. The flag-protecting acolytes followed him firmly and uneasy, holding the sacred relics battle flag of the church.
The Red Temple was once a sacred land of Omnisaiah, attracting believers of the entire forging world to worship regularly, but now it has become an alien nest and fortress.
Even so, it is still a sacred place now, although the walls engraved with complex mathematical formulas are scribbled with blasphemy symbols, and the gears representing the gods of the world have been transformed into worship shrines with multiple limbs and alien shapes.
When he arrived at the main priest temple located on the middle floor of the Red Church, Bamon nodded his leader to the troops that set up obstacles and spikes, and then turned from the gate to a small door, from which a narrow stone staircase led to the viewing platform, and the new blood guards knelt down and saluted as he went to a good viewing position.
Soon he came to the semicircular viewing table wrapped in alloy, and a brass telescope stood on a shelf.
The bishop aimed at the eyepiece, gently adjusted the knob, and moved the telescope very gently, focusing his attention in the distance, outside the line of fire.
Then he saw a flag, a silver-gray flag, with a burning black sun...
Under the flag are huge tanks and armored vehicles. You can see the rising smoke from afar, as well as the rocket's tail flames...
Boom boom boom boom-
At this location, the roar of the explosion was deafening. Although most of it was offset by the Void Shield, the shells and rockets that shot on the ground around the temple still made the viewing platform slightly shake.
"What unit is this?"
Bamon turned a deaf ear to the explosion, he only cared about the other soldiers.
Soon he saw that first, a human wearing silver light armor, with a laser rifle in his hand, was rushing from all directions, and then a red and black full-body closed segmented armor, a pointed helmet, his face covered by a silver expressionless mask, holding a square shield and a uniquely shaped short spear.
The most important point is that they are obviously normal humans, not cyborgs.
Bamon took a breath, and knew that what he was most worried about was still happening - the mechanical slave owners called reinforcements.
"Damn it! I said! Even if the underground threat is terrifying, we can transfer it and give up temporarily, but we just can't revolt early!"
The scepter hit the ground hard, and Bamont roared and was dissatisfied, but eventually turned his attention to him.
"The opponent has many tanks, and it seems that it is going to attack with force. The leaders will let the soldiers prepare as many anti-armored rockets or incendiary bombs as possible! In addition, large-caliber artillery and plasma weapons are ready, but they must be put closer to attack! Ensure the destruction rate!"
Originally, at this distance, he could also order heavy weapons to conduct deterrent attacks, but he felt that it was meaningless to do so. The other party would obviously not be intimidated. Even if this distance hit, it would not cause effective damage.
The fight is the most effective tactic they have against the apology army.
"Bissary! Sky!"
A leader's anxious voice suddenly echoed in his mind. Bamon blinked, and then used his spiritual power to soothe the other party's anxious mood.
"Calm down, the enemy attacks from above more than once, there is nothing to be afraid of. Stay at your post and make sure all weapons can be used on the enemy's clumsy flapping aircraft."
"No! Bishop! Not a flapping plane!"
The next moment, a clear and audible continuous explosion came from above Bamon, causing him to fall into a brief stagnation.
"What?"
"The enemy's air defense firepower has been destroyed!"
"The hidden explosives have been removed!"
The three storm claws hovered above the Red Temple, with some traces of laser ablation remaining on their shells, and the top floor of the temple below them was already full of scars formed by explosions, as well as broken laser cannon wreckage, and some charred corpses.
Soon, amid the howling sound, four storm birds swooped down and quickly hovered over the cleared airborne area of ​​the Red Temple.
With a loud bang, Soshiyang, wearing a special Terminator armor, jumped off the stormbird with Burning Heaven in hand, and then Dehkun Terminator fell down immediately, and the ground cracked under their feet, as if it had been hit by a meteorite.
After all the terminators of the entire company were left, there were 20 terminators and 80 soldiers of the second company. In addition to their weapons, a considerable number of people were equipped with jumping shields.
The second company took action as soon as it landed, rushed to the entrance of the rotating staircase on the top floor, and directly bombarded the closed door with hot melt.
Dada dada--
The next moment, dense bullets were fired from the door, and it turned out that the gene stealer had deployed an automatic turret behind.
Chapter completed!