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"Enemy attack~!" The sentry was stunned for a second, then shouted at the top of his lungs. At the same time, he picked up the rifle in his hand and fired randomly at the gray humanoid shadow not far away.
The urgent shouts and sudden noises woke up all the soldiers in the camp.
In an unfamiliar territory, these Marines slept with one eye open and all their rifles in their arms, maintaining a state of combat readiness.
At this time, when they heard the sound of fighting, they immediately woke up, lifted up their blankets, jumped up, and rushed out of the tent in just a few seconds.
Some officers rushed out before they even had time to put on their clothes.
They have all taken military courses, and they all know clearly that the minute before the enemy attacks is the most critical moment. Once the enemy breaks through the defense line and causes chaos in the camp, what awaits them will only be a single battle.
A bloody massacre~!
At this time, a dull "bang" sound was heard, the sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and the mortar installed in the center of the camp fired a flare into the sky in time.
It drew a line of fire in the sky, and then with a bang, the small parachute on it opened.
The projectile hanging under the parachute suddenly burned violently, emitting a pale white dazzling light, illuminating the camp as if it were daytime.
Seeing the situation outside the defense line, the Marines hiding behind sandbags couldn't help but hold their breath.
I saw a group of gray-white humanoid creatures surrounding the camp from three sides. They all held weapons of different lengths in their hands.
The front line was only a few dozen meters away from the temporary camp - at this time, they were obviously not guests.
Adhering to the fine tradition of "fire first and ask questions later" of the security forces, the Marines raised their guns and fired without hesitation.
Seeing that the covert attack had been exposed, those gray-white monsters let out animal-like "oooooooo" sounds and rushed towards the camp.
The soldiers raised their guns and fired with all their might.
Amidst the messy gunfire, gray-white weirdos kept being shot and fell to the ground, but more people came up from behind.
At this moment, the sound of machine gun "click, click, click" also sounded.
The tracer bullets drew dark red tracks in the night sky. From a distance, they looked like fiery red meteors.
Amidst the dense and loud gunfire, those gray weirdos fell to the ground like chopped straw, interrupting their charge for a few seconds, but then, those people rushed up again with strange screams. Then
They threw javelins into the camp.
Flares were fired into the sky one after another, and the distance of hundreds of meters around the camp was as bright as day.
Only then did everyone realize that more gray-white humanoid figures were hidden there, densely packed and numbering in the hundreds.
The young Marines were so frightened that the hands holding their guns trembled. If so many people were rushed in by them, it would be a one-sided massacre.
The soldiers were still wondering where these guys came from. During the daytime investigation, they clearly didn't find any living creatures.
Could it be that they popped out of the ground?
"Fire, fire, don't let them get close~!" the officer shouted while pulling the trigger of the revolver quickly.
In his roar, the soldiers reacted and fired with more intense firepower than before.
The few machine guns placed behind the sandbags played an important role. The hail of bullets they fired blocked the enemy dozens of meters away.
But these weirdos still made "wow" sounds like monkeys, attacking the Marines' defense line one after another.
In the darkness, javelins tore through the air, making a "swishing" sound, and fell into the Marine camp like raindrops.
Little did he know that the unlucky man was hit by a javelin, and his loud screams further stimulated the tense nerves of the soldiers. They were so frightened that they curled up as much as possible to prevent themselves from being hit by the javelin falling from the sky.
At this time, the unique whistling sound of a war fortress swooping sounded in the air - a few minutes after the battle, air support arrived in time.
Immediately afterwards, an incendiary bomb exploded in the north of the camp, and red flames suddenly shot into the sky, forming a fire wall tens of meters long in the north of the camp.
Near the wall of fire, you could vaguely see dozens of human-shaped torches beating and running. They let out bursts of shrill screams, but after a few seconds, they all fell to the ground, motionless.
The fiercely burning flames obviously frightened the mysterious people who besieged the camp. Their offensive immediately stalled.
At this time, a few flashes of light appeared on the sea behind the camp, and it took a few seconds for the sound of artillery to be heard.
Immediately afterwards, several artillery shells roared in and exploded a few hundred meters around the camp - the battleships at sea also began to calibrate their fire.
Immediately, there was continuous artillery fire.
In this pitch-black night, the flames of each explosion were very clear, and the falling shells formed a semicircular ring of fire around the camp, turning the land around the cannon fire into a hell.
Because they were afraid of accidentally injuring their own people, the artillery shells were fired only one to two hundred meters away from the camp.
In the flames of the explosion, human bodies that were blown up could be faintly seen. They were flying randomly in the sky like rag dolls.
The mysterious man who besieged the Marine camp seemed to be frightened by the gunfire, and the remaining people immediately disappeared into the darkness. Although the Marine soldiers could not see it, they could hear their screams of panic and fear.
And the sound came from farther and farther away. It was obvious that the enemy had fled, and no more javelins flew into the camp.
The officer waved his arms and shouted: "Cease fire, cease fire~!"
The soldiers, excited by the crazy secretion of adrenaline, slowly stopped shooting.
The soldier who successfully repelled the enemy's attack shouted proudly into the darkness: "Next time you come, remember to knock on the door first."
"Don't forget to bring your wives and sisters."
The soldiers burst into vulgar laughter.
The battleships soon ceased fire, and several war fortresses kept hovering in the sky, dropping flares one after another to track the mysterious gray-white monsters who escaped.
"Check weapons and count ammunition."
"Doctor. Doctor, we have wounded here."
"..."
The young priest spent the most lively night in his twenty-two years. When the enemy came up, he kept casting holy light spells to illuminate the soldiers and indicate the target. As soon as the gunfire stopped, he immediately
Dedicate yourself to rescuing the wounded.
A few unlucky ones were shot in the shoulder by javelins, but not all of them were seriously injured.
But one soldier was hit by an arrow in the knee. It seemed that he would have to return to his hometown as a guard in the future. There was also a lucky guy whose head was full of blood. Everyone was frightened and thought he was going to die. But after the priest checked, he found that this bitch
He just had a superficial wound.
Holy magic is quite effective in treating wounds caused by weapons and stopping bleeding. Although it cannot be restored to the original state, after treatment with holy magic, it can also heal the wound, so that people will not become warped due to excessive blood loss or wound infection.
braid.
Moreover, this young priest from Fantino also knows some first aid and herbal medicine. In fact, priests all know a little bit about medical skills.
They kept busy until the sky was dimming, and then they basically finished treating the wounded. The young priest took a long breath and looked at the busy Marines in front of him.
After all this trouble, no one dared to sleep again. They just kept their eyes wide open and survived the night.
At this time, a feeling of fatigue came over him like a tide. The pastor felt tired, hungry, thirsty and cold.
The cold wind at dawn made him shiver. At this moment, he missed his small room in Fantino. At least there was a soft and warm bed there, without sudden flying javelins, and it would not shake.
At this time, an open can and a kettle miraculously appeared in front of the priest. He raised his head in surprise and saw the Marine officer who was directing the battle at night holding these two things in front of him.
The Marine officer placed the can and kettle in front of him, extended his hand enthusiastically, and introduced himself: "Menahen, Bello. Commander of the 2nd Battalion, 3rd Marine Regiment."
"George, Lorenzo, a little chief priest from Fantino. Nice to meet you, Major." The priest said as he was about to stretch out his hand, but then he realized that because he was busy treating the wounded
, his hands were already stained with blood. He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.
But the major smiled heartily, then took the initiative to hold his hand tightly, shook it vigorously, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your efforts last night, priest, you know that few clergymen are willing to come.
On the front line, without your timely rescue, I don’t know how many of them would have survived until dawn and until we could transfer them to the Enterprise."
Lorenzo suddenly felt ashamed: the injuries of the wounded soldiers were not too serious, and last night was the first time he treated war wounds. He was not very skilled at the job, so he had to torment those poor bastards a lot.
He thought for a moment, and very wisely did not reveal that he was actually the ship's chaplain of the Sailfish. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Who attacked us last night?"
Major Bello spread his hands and said: "I don't know, they seemed to pop out of the ground suddenly. We were just about to check. Do you want to go and take a look together?"
"Okay~!" The curious Pastor Lorenzo suddenly became interested and followed Major Bello and a group of soldiers as they walked out of the camp excitedly and walked among the corpses on the ground.
In order to avoid accidents, the Marines did not leave the camp at night, but waited until dawn, until more soldiers landed, the war fortress hovered overhead, and everything was fully prepared before leaving the camp.
Lorenzo followed the soldiers carefully out of the camp.
Although the opponent uses cold weapons, their accuracy is very good, which can be seen clearly by looking at the hedgehog-like javelins on the sandbags and tents.
What came into view were broken corpses and stumps all over the ground, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood and fireworks. Almost few of the corpses were intact.
At close range, the power of machine gun bullets is terrifying. It can easily break a person's hands and feet, or open a bloody hole in the stomach as big as a bowl of Lanzhou Ramen.
Lorenzo had never seen such a scene before. His stomach was churning. He suppressed this feeling and walked among the corpses on the ground.
Then I was surprised to find that these people had very little animal skin on their bodies, and their exposed skin was covered with white paint, which made them look gray-white at night. If you don't look carefully, they look like walking skeletons.
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Their appearance is very strange, with rough and dark skin, pointed heads, narrow heads and wide cheeks. Their lips are black and red and plump, and their eyes bulge like dead fish.
Moreover, the lips, nose, and earlobes were all covered with bone rods, which were as thick as a finger's width. There were black bulging spots on the face and body, which were obviously man-made.
"Head, let's take a look at this." A soldier picked up a javelin from the ground and handed it to Major Bello.
Lorenzo leaned over and took a look, and saw that the head of the gun was actually made of black stone, and the edge was very sharp, but it was far from comparable to steel.
Others picked up an ax from the ground. It was also made of stone. A sharp black stone was tied to the wooden handle. Its simple appearance made the people around burst into laughter.
Major Bello cursed and said: "Damn it, these are a bunch of savages~!"
They were unexpectedly attacked by a group of savages last night and almost broke through the defense line. If this spread, his colleagues in the Marine Corps would be laughed at forever.
And Lorenzo felt that his eyes were opened. He did not expect that in this desolate place, a group of primitive people still lived, and then his desire to preach as a priest burned brightly.
What a feat it must be to bring these uncivilized savages into the civilized world and into the embrace of the God of Light. Maybe they will be promoted to bishops, archbishops, or even cardinals due to their merits...
Just when he was thinking about it, someone in the distance shouted loudly: "Boss, you'd better come and take a look at this."
Everyone walked quickly and found a special body lying on the ground.
Unlike other savages, he had a mask tied to his head and a strange wooden staff in his hand. There were several small skulls and strange black bones tied to the head of the staff. He should obviously be a priest or a leader.
Major Bello muttered dissatisfiedly: "What the hell is this?"
At this time, Pastor Lorenzo's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "The aura of darkness, this guy is a dark mage~!"
The soldiers were so frightened that they immediately took a few steps back and hid far away from him.
Major Bello's expression was terrifyingly serious. He stared at the young priest and said through gritted teeth, "Are you sure?"
Lorenzo pulled him away a little, then raised his staff and whispered "Purify".
Immediately, a ray of milky white light fell like rain, falling on the corpse, and gray-white smoke immediately emitted from the surface of the corpse, emitting an unbearable stench.
Lorenzo took a few steps back to avoid the gray smoke, then put down his staff, nodded, and solemnly said: "Yes, I'm sure."
Major Bello turned to glare at his staff officer and roared angrily: "Send a report to the headquarters. We may have found that ghost place."
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Lord Lorraine was holding a cigar in his mouth, sitting with his legs crossed under the parasol. From time to time he would glance at the fishing rod under his feet, and then his eyes would be straight, and he would be stunned for a while - it could be seen that the Lord's mind was not on the fishing rod.
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"Why do these old guys like fishing?" Lorraine secretly muttered in her heart and looked at President Bullard next to her.
The president actually enjoys fishing. He wears a straw hat on his head and wears dark brown civilian clothes. He looks like a retired old man.
He stared at his float and hummed an unknown tune in a low voice.
Today is a rare day when Congress is not in session. President Bullard, who has temporarily lost his opponent, suddenly became interested and insisted on taking his daughter and son-in-law to the lake outside Akadelin for fishing.
Lord Lorraine had not originally planned to go, but the news coming from the northern seas gave him some hope.
Although St. Paul assured Lorraine that after this blow, the High Priest of the Undead would not recover for hundreds of years, but no one could guarantee whether this old monster who had lived longer than the Holy See of Light would be able to recover.
Is there any hidden method?
Lord Lorraine has ordered the coalition forces to be on high alert and ready to go at any time. This is really not a good time for fishing.
However, Fiona believed that this was an extremely rare opportunity to deepen the relationship between her father-in-law and her husband, so she and Lorraine worked hard for a while, forcing the prince to surrender.
At this time, Fiona was busy on the side like a butterfly, carefully serving tea and water to the two of them, and passing cigarettes. She even took out her handkerchief and thoughtfully helped Sir Alex wipe his sweat.
Try your best to be a good daughter and girlfriend.
President Brad's fishing bobber swayed, and Fiona watched from the side. She shouted happily: "It's hooked, it's hooked, pull it in quickly."
As excited as a little girl.
President Bullard lifted the fishing rod and pulled the fish out of the water. The fish with its tail swaying flew around in the air and fell to the grass with a splat.
An attendant next to him unhooked the fish and weighed it, then loudly announced, "It weighs two pounds."
President Brad looked at Lorraine's provocative smile. He finally defeated the hateful Lorraine, then put on the bait again and lowered the rod.
When the buoy fell into the water and became motionless, he suddenly sighed quietly and said softly as if nothing had happened: "That old guy Berendi is complaining to me again."
Lord Lorraine rolled his eyes angrily and thought to himself: I knew this old guy would do nothing good by calling me.
President Bullard didn't seem to notice Sir Alex's face, and said to himself: "He has been complaining about insufficient troops. Hell, he has been wandering around the border for more than a month, and he is still a thousand miles away from Fort Thunder."
Lorraine knew that this was President Bullard's hint to borrow troops from him.
Berendi also read the battle report himself. In fact, it said from beginning to end: I want soldiers, I want cannons, and I want a war fortress. If you don't give it to me, I won't leave.
It has a bit of a flamboyant feel to it.
Lord Lorraine could only say "old fox" to this.
Berendi knew very well that the Leishan people had mobilized the whole people and had put an oversized bag in, just waiting for him to jump. However, this shrewd old man would not be fooled and step into this quagmire. He was using this
A rogue way to ensure that you don't fail.
Lord Lorraine lamented that this Semitic people also had talents, but in the previous depressing environment, they could only choose mediocrity.
Fiona frequently winked at Sir Alex behind President Brad's back and gestured to a small animal with its mouth closed, hinting that Lorraine must not speak.
President Bullard found that his tragic attack was unsuccessful and felt very humiliated. The atmosphere became awkward for a while.
At this time, a staff officer from the coalition forces walked over quickly and handed Lord Lorraine a note.
Lorraine took a look, sat up suddenly, and whispered: "Are you sure?"
The staff officer nodded and said in a low voice: "Confirmed, the Holy See has sent three big red ones. Even if it weren't for them, we are still close."
Lord Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Have you finally found it?"
President Brad looked at Lorraine strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lorraine said calmly: "We found traces of the dark mage in the northern seas, and may have found the Island of the Dead."
President Bullard was stunned, his mouth moved, but he didn't know what to say.
Lorraine held the note in her hand hard, looked at President Bullard, and said: "Thunder and Flash's war must end within a month."
President Brad nodded slowly with a solemn expression. Compared with the Thunderbolts, it was more important to completely eliminate the Undead High Priest and the Undead, and said: "Okay..."
Following a flash of inspiration in his mind, he hurriedly added, "We need artillery."