More than a month of hard fighting, layers of blocking, layers of retreating, every inch of land and blood, now most of the city has been lost, and they have retreated to the old city, where there are undemolished guard walls built in the past war years. They dug several trenches outside the guard wall, relying on the commanding heights of the city wall to suppress the enemy, and the trench defense line intercepts the enemy's infantry, and this time they barely withstood.
But it was just barely, very reluctant, because the food shortage problem was getting worse and worse. Many people had not eaten anything for three or four consecutive days, and there were even rumors that some people had eaten people.
The bullets can only be counted according to the number. All the limited laser weapons were handed over to the family's most loyal personal soldiers, but their main task was not to fight against the greenskin, but to maintain order.
The entire old city now has about 1.5 million people, and this place can accommodate up to 600,000 or 700,000 people. Now a large number of wounded and refugees are crowded together, hungry and in pain, like a huge bomb. If it explodes, it will drag the entire Volga family to hell.
Some people also suggested opening the main fort to accommodate some people, but they were all ruthlessly rejected by the Volga family.
The main family fortress must not be opened because it was their last retreat. Black Bay Fortress was built on a hill surrounded by water on three sides. After years of construction and reinforcement, not only did the mountain become Yongbei Fortress, but the castle itself even installed an expensive Void Shield. They bought it from a Shanglangren at a high price. If the city is lost, then the family members and their personal soldiers retreat to the castle and then blow up the only bridge crossing the river. Then they only need to face enemies in one direction and can hold on for a while.
"Forget it! Hurry up and find the poor men to organize a wave of suicide squads! Remember, everyone has half a piece of cake! Leave it to their family if they die!"
"yes!"
Looking at the adjutant's back as he left, his thoughts turned to his family in the distance. According to the last message, they all retreated to Shanbeiling safely. His son was not born enough and was still in his infancy. He hoped that he could watch his son grow up with his own eyes and grow into an officer like him in the future - no, he could not be like him, far better than him, make achievements, and be a bigger hero than his father.
He hopes that day will come soon, and hopes that he will live more time until his son's future.
But he knew very well that this hope was very slim.
"Guys! Don't stop, beat him hard! Nothing else, just to survive!"
After throwing away the brief thought, Dunchev cheered up and continued to shoot with his pistol. Although he was a general, there were many generals in the Planet Guards. After all, there was no war, but people always had to be promoted. However, after this battle, the number of generals should have been greatly reduced and the value of the gold will also increase a lot. However, he may not have the blessing to save those bastards hiding behind.
In the smoke and dust, the roaring green skin pressed step by step, six hundred meters, five hundred meters, four hundred meters... The machine gun's strafing did not slow down the beasts at all, and due to the lack of ammunition, he did not dare to shoot like this. The number of enemies may even be far more than their existing number of bullets. They surged from the gap between fireballs, fragments and shock waves, and never waved for a moment.
call--
Just as the enemy approached two hundred meters, the trenches of flames surged out of the trenches, and the boundless flames devoured groups of green pests, making them scream and wave their arms and run around.
Flamethrowers are very important weapons to fight against green skin, but the number of military flamethrowers is insufficient. Fortunately, they have transformed some of them with some industrial facilities and civil facilities.
At this time, a hissing sound came from the air, and a dazzling light passed by, which was a hot high-energy laser. Dozens of green skins fell to the ground with the sound of explosion, and the fire burst out, leaving only a carbon black charred corpse.
A multi-tube laser is the only heavy weapon on their position, and it can only be used at the most critical moments, because it is easily greeted by Green Skin with firepower, so you must carefully consider the target and aim at the largest and blackest green Skin. According to existing experience, these are the strongest and most brave in the group of beasts. The skin may be harder than iron, and are full of scars from combat and surgery, crisscrossing.
They often take the lead in charging, the most brutal, bloodthirsty, and savage beasts.
Dunchev wailed in his heart, "Throne, why are there such ugly monsters in the world? What kind of universe can tolerate such hatred?"
The soldiers on the position also shot with all kinds of guns in their hands. Many of them did not have military uniforms and tied a red cloth belt on their shoulders or foreheads. Every time the green skin advanced one meter, they would throw down a hundred and ten people, but they would wail and fall down in the trenches, struggling in the mud mixed with blood. The green skin's weapons were not accurate, but many of them were still broken even if they were rubbed until they were not dead.
With a click, the pistol consumed energy again, and the conditioned reflex was just like that. He pressed the release button, and the magazine landed as expected. He turned his hand and pulled out a new battery from his waist, slapped it into the receiver, and continued to shoot.
A ray of light flashed, and the black smoke wiped away the monster's abominable face, leaving only the charred blood hole. Now he could see the hole in the green-skinned face.
It would be better to say that he saw the deadline approaching.
In the rolling dust, groups of green skins were getting closer and closer, and their attacks were almost messy. Not to mention the queue, there was no cooperation. They fought all their brute force to rush and attack. But that's just like that. They forced themselves to push him with their almost despicable vitality. The ugly face became clearer and clearer, and their bloody eyes were flashing with a crazy and bloodthirsty light.
Their noses are small and flat, mostly wearing animal bones, iron rings, but their mouths are bloody mouths, which are as big as sacks, enough to swallow a human head, and bloody mucus slides down the edges of lips and teeth. Two fangs protrude from the jaw, especially large, and the rest are short and pointed, similar to daggers.
He had never seen such a hateful and hateful monster in his life, as if this entire race was born just for horror, and specifically used the primitive fear in human blood...
Where did these monsters come from?
"Sir, it's time to withdraw the inner defense line, and several parts of the outer circle have been broken through by green skin!"
Dunchev nodded in agreement, and slowly retreated to the sandbag while firing at the enemy.
"Passing it down, everyone withdraws back to the inner circle."
The trench in front of the guardrail was obviously unable to hold on, so they could only return to the wall and continue to hold on.
But it was difficult for the wounded soldiers to take care of them when they retreated. They reached out to their comrades in despair, but received no response. When the brutal green skin jumped into the trenches, they fiercely destroyed the survivors with their weapons. Dunchev even saw a poor boy lifted up by two beasts and torn into two pieces amid the cry of despair, while the two beasts laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!