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11. wind. two six fifty eight

Valkyrie's cycling ().

Richard Wagner's opera "The Rings of Nibelongen" opened the third scene of the second scene of "Valkyrie".

The jersey, the goddesses on the battlefield on the battlefield of the white horse. When they found that the dying people, they sent a kiss of death, leading the story of the dead of the war dead to the Hall.

"Wedding" in the opera "Ronallin".

In addition to opera enthusiasts, in the generations of popular music, Hollywood movies, computer games, Byffradis Ford Coppola and "Modern Apocalypse" are given.

The generations of opera finally know this famous music. Now, now the defense is going to reproduce this hot legend.

The powerful orchestral music dominates the sky, and the high -power loudspeaker hanging under the assault machine wings flows out of the bright women's treble.

"HO-JO to-HO! Ho-JO to-HO! Ho-JO to-HO!"

The rumbling sound, the rapid flow of Benlong, the anger roar, the dying mourning failed to cover the gods of the Valkyrie riding the horse, galloping the sky on the battlefield, and choosing the singing voice of the hero.

"HO-JO to-HO! Ho-JO to-HO! Ho-JO to-HO!"

The assault machine uses 3 machines as a group, forming a triangle formation and starting to enter the dive route. With the long 88 guns under the nose.

The screaming scream. In front of them is the Benlong group who is completing the rotary package.

The neat lines are unprepared, without any cover.

The Cavaliers looked up at the sky, surprised and stared at the weird iron birds, and they laughed at the goddess with orchestral music as the background. The sky bloomed countless flowers.

The assault machine faithfully reproduces the content of the ground attack manual, and several three -machine formations catch up with the cavalry queue. From behind to the front. Through the queue over the queue. During this period

After the field, we will go around the lap to return to the starting attack position to ensure that the barrage will not stop.

In fact, this approach is a bit redundant. Not to mention the abrupt lightweight warfare gun and the rocket nest below the wing. The 4 -door 55mm machine cannon built in the infantry chariot all belongs to the infantry chariot.

The "kill" level of the weapon. Not to mention the second echelon of the "replenishment" task. Under the wing, a composite hanging frame is covered with a butterfly bomb -a bundle bomb for cluster targets.

10 tank -shaped bombs are placed in interior. These bombs are installed with timely explosion and quotes. The moment when it is set to be 5 meters away from the ground. The moment when the burst.

The sieve without omissions. In case the survivors who escaped from the first wave of attacks can continue to maintain good luck, and then avoid the disaster from the butterfly bomb series.

God's care, the previous wave of assault machines had completed the rotation at this time, and the driver shouted "Run! Charlie!", Pour up the ammunition again, and start the work of "sweeping the tail" ...

This is simply not fighting. At least one or two places are in the same conditions, gambling with each other, and seeking survival and victory -such hostile behavior can be called fighting. What happened in front of the eyes is unilateral disaster and

massacre.

Driven by despair and courage, there are also magicians and engineers trying to attack the monsters above the head.

There is no way to resist the armor of small -diameter weapons, and it is unable to bounce along the smooth surface and fall into the ground weakly.

The magicians are even more miserable. From the moment the iron bird appears over the sky, they suddenly find that they cannot feel the existence of Mana. It should have become a miracle that should be helped, as a superhuman pride -

All this instantly collapsed. Just as they were sweating with a wand, the Rockets's heavy rain patrolled them. The futile man's shadow flashed in the fire, and then disappeared.

The knights in the middle of the road have no time to appreciate the courage to die in the same robe. They must fight against the survival struggle. When the monsters in the air care about the two wings, the iron bumps in front of them have not forgotten them.

After getting up, with 7 groups, a neat wedge assault formation rushed towards them. The person standing on the iron head of the iron pipe manipulated a long black iron pipe and waved the light whip to beat them back and forth.

The victims hit by the red lotus bow were directly stopped by the waist, and the hands and feet were torn off.

In front of the storm, it is as ridiculous as a piece of paper.

The attack on the imagination, the confidence of the Cavaliers, the command system, and the trust system have disappeared. The Cavaliers completely lost their constraints and became a collection of headless flies. Everyone turned around and escaped.

The passage of the escape, the soldiers waved their weapons from the officers. For many years, the relatives of their brothers pulled their swords. No one cared about their original tasks, and no one noticed where their team leader was.

Draenor rode on the back of the dragon and lost his voice. Everything that was messy in front of him seemed to have no dryness with him. He lost the flag bearer and the deputy, and his body was full of fragmented percutr blood.

Where to fly. The curly iron plate wrapped the limbs that were cut again, and blood flowed out of the broken arm, sprinkled the ground, and penetrated into the soil. It was incredible.

In the symphony of death, the face of intoxication and happiness appeared on the face.

I have contacted all kinds of first -class music in Luders's court, but has never been shocked like the bottom of my heart as it is now.

What a beautiful and solemn ensemble, the sound of all kinds of orchestral instruments, the high -pitting of the singer.

"Ho-jo to-ho! Ho-jo to-ho! Hei-a! Hei-a ha!"

As if seeing the goddess in the sky showing a smile on herself, Draenor suddenly came up with the idea of ​​"doing prayer" and took off the obstacle helmet with the only one hand, half kneeling on the ground, his face piously looked religiously

Worship his death and welcome his death.

The 88mm cannon shell cut off the face that was looking forward to the redemption, and then a 380mm cannon shell fell. The earth was overturned like a volcanic burst.

Disappearing, the atoms with a free state have never been left in a puddle with smoke.

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