Henrietta said that someone would come to their rescue, even if they didn't give up their hopes, but only intended to fight with their lives, with their personalities, like Melore, like a real man.

At the last moment, the rescue force came, albeit a little late, but not late.

The rain of light from the sky hit the rocket launcher of an armored vehicle on the riverbank, bursting into blinding flashes.

In the moment when the light dispelled the night, Jacob saw black shadows falling from the sky, different from the missiles just now, they were large and small, with a torrent of light and rain, landing on the beach in front of the river bank.

Bang, bang, bang......

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, then the crushing sound of iron boots breaking through stones, and the sound of gunfire and grenades bursting through the air.

Boom, boom......

Flames were churning, lights flickered, and the last Grizzly armored car shot a rain of bullets that illuminated the shadows of a hill on the riverbank.

"That's ...... Power armor? Oh, my God! It's literally a humanoid tank. Someone in the river exclaimed.

The shadow raised its right hand in the flickering light, its pincers spread to the sides, and a bolt of fire erupted from the chamber of the black hole, igniting the entire tidal flat, sending the last Grizzly armored vehicle into the Flame Hell.

Ping-pong, a barrage of light blooming in the mountain-like shadow chest, bullets coming from one of Toby's guards. Rapid flickering flames shone on his face, like a wolf roaming outside a campfire.

But the next moment, the bullets changed their trajectory, bouncing off the hill-like shadow and onto another, narrower figure to the left.

Ping Pong ......

Same sound, same result.

What is different is the fate of the guards.

Jacob saw a ray of light pierce the darkness, light up his eyes, and stab into the chest of the guard in Pilgrim-grade power armor in a flickering light.

Yes. The figure stabbed rather than shot, which meant that the light was a knife.

The guard was silent and slowly fell to the ground, the assault rifle falling into the pile of stones, the muzzle light illuminating the figure. And then. Jacob saw clearly that it was not a knife, it was a gun...... A large gun with a large drum and a bright bayonet.

The surrounding gunfire became sparse, several armored vehicles fell on the shore not far away, some still burning, and the flashing searchlights split a pillar of light, illuminating the path of rapidly spreading gunpowder smoke.

There was a smell of blood wafting from the river, carrying the moisture of the cold side. Cool, not pleasant.

Jacob stood up from the river, and the water-soaked military uniform dripped down the waterlines, and poured them on the place where the military boots stepped on them, dispelling the smell of gunpowder smoke and coating the dampness and coolness of the river.

He didn't wring the uncomfortable moisture from his clothes, because the figure who had stabbed the guard to death was walking towards him. The power armor he couldn't name shot two beams of light and landed on his face. It was a little dazzling, so I couldn't help but close my eyes slightly.

"Jacob?" A deep voice came from behind the Y-shaped mask. Very steady, not frivolous.

The two beams of light dimmed and were no longer dazzling, and he could see the long-eroded face behind the helmet.

"I am." He nodded, looking at the veteran and his new armor with a curious gaze.

"Let's go, take your people...... Tang asked me to pick you up. "Talking. The veteran walked up to him, raised his gun, and severed the cool handcuffs with a click.

Jacob looked at the iron ring that was tied to his wrist, rubbed his red and swollen skin, and shook his head helplessly. Heart, can't he be gentle? Taking a step back, even if it's not gentle, is it more detailed, what does it mean to leave two handcuffs on it, as a longevity bracelet?

Whoa, whoa......

There was a sound of water behind him, and the rebels who had been hiding in the river at the time of the attack stepped out one after another and came to stand beside Jacob.

Some of them were already wounded, and when they were immersed in the water, their injuries became more serious, and they could only rely on the support of their companions to walk ashore step by step.

The veteran frowned, spit out half of the cigar in his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and said a word in a low voice.

After a while, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, and through the light on the veteran's chest, Jacob saw two soldiers wearing white power armor and two mechanical arms sticking out from behind them.

"Do you need to sort the wounded?" The sound was crisp, like the birds singing in the woodland in the early morning, blowing a spring breeze on this war-torn riverbank.

"Don't talk nonsense, help them do emergency treatment, and the detailed treatment will be said after boarding."

Jacob swept the broken shackles from his wrists again, and shook his head with a wry smile again, thinking to himself what a man he really was.

The two Angels of Skeby did not get angry at the veteran's indifference, walked up to the wounded, first used a laser knife to cut off the handcuffs, and then disinfected and regenerated the wounds as quickly as possible to ensure that their injuries did not worsen.

Instructing two machine gunners to help transfer the wounded to a special operations transport ship after treatment, the veteran walked to the edge of the river beach, jumped on the shoulders of a heavy hammer security guard, and looked at the missile base from afar.

The shrill alarm bell sounded, and the lights flickered above the base, presumably a helicopter gunship that was adjusting its flight attitude and preparing to reinforce the riverbank.

Jacob suddenly thought of Toby and turned his attention away from the veteran, only to find that Lieutenant Colonel Toby was not dead, and that a guy with an eyepatch in his left eye was holding a bayonet to his chest, asking loudly something.

I don't know what the two of them just said, Toby looked scared, and he didn't have the slightest military spirit.

He vaguely heard the one-eyed dragon ask about the strength of the military base, and Toby told him in a slightly trembling voice that the garrison had a combat strength of one and a half armored brigades at full strength.

Of course, this is only a simple analysis of combat effectiveness, and the function of the garrison corps is to defend missile bases, not to attack fortified positions. As the largest missile launch center in Cabreto, the military base is fully enclosed and has modular defense facilities. From the internal underground containment system, the anti-nuclear explosion lifting wall and isolation network on the surface, to the aviation warhead and rapid reaction team used to carry out mobile strikes, to the fixed-point anti-aircraft missile launchers, the city defense battery, the long-range rail gun group, and the land defense line outside the siege, when these fortifications are all in operation. Even if an elite armored division is sent, it is impossible to gnaw this hard bone.

With his life in the hands of others, Toby didn't dare to show contempt, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that with this rescue team alone, there was no possibility of breaking through the missile base at all.

Byron didn't show embarrassment. Or a frustrated expression, but there was a sparkle of ruthlessness and eagerness in his eyes, which puzzled Toby, and so did Jacob.

But in the next second, the pirate leader's fierce temperament was interrupted by an action.

He plunged the knife into Lieutenant Colonel Toby's chest and watched the steaming blood gush in the night, not beautiful, a little frightened.

"You...... Failure to keep promises. Toby's delicate face was full of rage, and so was the blood pouring out of his mouth. So there was a terrible smell.

Byron drew his bayonet under Jacob's shocked gaze, shook off the blood stained on it, and said in a very calm voice: "Do you believe the words of the pirates?" It's silly. ”

Toby swallowed his last breath, a deep look of unwillingness on his face.

Jacob looked at the veteran on the shoulders of the heavy hammer guard, and then at the whistling Byron, and the spirit shuddered, wondering what kind of people this was.

The veteran didn't leave him much time to express his feelings, or to pay a moment of silence for Lieutenant Colonel Toby. As the gunship left the missile base, it disembarked from the heavy hammer security guard. Greeted Byron and walked back to the middle of the mudflat.

The gravitational beam used to pick up the wounded was dropped on the big man, rising into the sky at breakneck speed, and an angel from Skeby approached him, picking up Jacob with one hand and pulling the rope with the other. Following behind the veterans and Byron, they left the beach and ascended to the special operations transport.

There's no doubt that being caught in the crook of an arm by a beautiful woman is a beautiful thing, but let's be honest. Jacob didn't like it at all, because he could only feel it hard through the cold iron sheet, and there was no soft touch at all.

Moreover, he is a man, and being sandwiched like this by a woman really hurts his self-esteem.

Fortunately, this encounter did not last long, and they entered a black transport plane parked in the sky. When the hatch closed, Byron took off his helmet, pressed the call button of the bulkhead video, and said to the two pilots: "Mission complete, you can go." ”

Jacob blinked and subconsciously asked, "Want to go?" ”

Byron glared back at him, "Could it be that you want to stay here?" ”

"No, that's not what I meant. I mean...... What to do with the missile base? ”

Mr. Pirate took so much effort to pry open Lieutenant Colonel Toby's mouth and asked about the troop layout of the missile base, he thought that the veteran and the one-eyed dragon had any ideas, where did he know that it was completely anticlimactic, and the first order after coming up was to tell the pilot to get out of here.

The veteran hung the gun on the equipment rack at the stern of the cabin, walked to the opposite seat, dropped the safety device, opened a slit at the corner of his mouth on the right side, and exhaled choking smoke: "That's not what we're going to do." ”

Jacob unscrewed the water from the hem of his coat with all his might, looked up, and looked at the guy with a puzzled look at the cigarette, unable to understand the meaning of the sentence.

If it's not something they're going to do, then who's going to do it?

Byron didn't speak, clicked a few buttons on the bulkhead control panel, sat down next to the veteran, also dropped the safety device, and looked at the monitor on the opposite bulkhead configuration with an entertaining mentality.

Jacob subconsciously glanced behind him, and the expression on his face gradually changed.

The missile base under the low-light camera becomes more restless, far from what can be seen from the riverbank.

The night is always good at covering up something bad, such as sin, such as filth......

The transport plane did not leave this world and go to a safer place as he imagined, and the old soldier only left the riverbank, not the continent, so he was able to see what was happening below.

The two gunships that rushed to the riverbank did not carry out their mission seriously, because they had turned into a raging flame on the ground, illuminating the nearby fields and illuminating the great shadows of the sky.

Jacob swallowed his saliva and licked his slightly dry lips. One of the surviving soldiers came out of the infirmary and handed him a bottle of water, a clean military uniform.

Jacob didn't answer, because his attention was not on his surroundings at all, and his eyes were fixed on the monitor.

The soldier was surprised, followed his line of sight, and shivered.

On the plains around the missile base, terrifying creatures larger than the main battle tank and more than 20 meters long are rapidly cutting through the ground. Diving deep into the soil, revealing only a mushroom-shaped back covered with large and small vesicles.

The soldier stopped handing out the water, forgot to remind the commander to change out of his wet clothes, and kept his eyes fixed on the monitor as the vesicles were sprayed onto the ground next to him and then shattered. Half-human-sized reptiles were exposed inside, and a dense tide of insects gathered around the missile base and advanced towards the center.

A giant beast can hatch more than a dozen reptiles, and there are more than 30 giant beasts around the missile base, which is the strength of more than half a battalion at a time.

The insect infestation was raging, fences were torn down, checkpoints were damaged, and patrol vehicles were blasted into hedgehogs by bone spurs.

Piercing sirens echoed through the night sky. Walls of nuclear explosions rose one after another on the periphery of the base, and the pillboxes behind the barrier spewed out tongues of fire, and the light of the bullets pierced the night sky and spread into lines of fire across the plain.

The defensive fort on the city wall slowly turned, and with a shock from the muzzle of the gun, a fireball erupted, falling on the ground several kilometers away in a parabolic trajectory, splashing a waterfall like a rain of rubble.

The previously crashed helicopter gunship did not frighten the people of the garrison corps. Several more helicopter gunships left the missile base and flew at low altitudes. Cut into the front line of the battlefield and fire rocket after rocket towards the black confluence, setting the horizon on fire.

At the same time, the key facilities inside the missile base slowly sank into the ground, and some surface-to-surface missile launchers were pushed to the surface, slowly turning the muzzles. Ready to go.

In the face of such dense firepower coverage, the insect tide was of course powerless to resist, and more than 300 reptiles died one after another, becoming insect corpses surrounded by green fog on the battlefield.

The missile base successfully crushed the attack of the swarm.

However, this did not affect Aros and Byron, and the veteran continued to smoke inferior cigars. Narrowed his cloudy eyes, he fell asleep.

Byron's eye bags changed to his right eye somehow, looked at the picture on the monitor, and muttered, "That's what Tang Fang is going to do." ”

It was the answer to the question that Jacob had not said in his mind, but it was answered a little late, and Jacob knew who was in command of the battle.

The chill of dawn slowly faded, and the night quietly left, and the light of the sky began to pierce the horizon, confusing the darkness that enveloped the heavens and the earth, and lighting up the flowing clouds in the east.

Jacob felt a chill when he saw the insect tide turn into pitch-black dead corpses under the intensive fire of the military, but before he could turn back to ask, he suddenly found that the giant beast lurking on the periphery of the battlefield had given birth to many vesicles, spewing them out again, turning into a second wave of insects surging towards the missile base.

He understood, finally understood...... Because I understood, the expression on my face was wonderful.

The expression on the soldier's face was also wonderful, so wonderful that Jacob snatched the bottle of mineral water from his hand and poured it into his stomach, without giving any change in expression.

It was as if the wonders were frozen on his face and turned into hard stone carvings.

Those things that can pierce armored vehicles into hedgehogs with bone spurs turned out to be only disposable consumables.

The missile base can be destroyed in the first confrontation, the second confrontation can be overwhelming, and the third confrontation may be able to be swept away, but what about the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh encounters?

How many missiles can be consumed at the base? How much ammunition can be wasted in the turret? And how many rockets can be triggered by an armed vehicle?

That guy named Tang Fang is really cruel...... It is conceivable how cruel it is to break up the opponent's resistance by eroding the confidence of the soldiers little by little and encroaching on the military territory little by little.

The physical torture is not terrible, but the psychological whipping is painful.

At that moment, a red light fell from the sky, striking the tail of an armed shuttle flying towards the periphery of the battlefield, igniting a flash of fire, and then turning into a whirling wreck of steel, plunging into the fiery dirt, shoveling a layer of turf and falling silent.

This is completely the practice of closing the door and beating the dogs, so that the people at the missile base will become blind and deaf, and they can only resist the endless insect tide outside wave after wave.

Jacob wiped the cold sweat overflowing from his forehead, secretly glad that he was not trapped inside, otherwise, he was afraid that he would be driven crazy by the endless attacks outside, that Tang Fang was really the same as the outside world, he was a sinister and ruthless guy.

The soldier used the brand-new military uniform prepared for him as a towel to wipe his face, and it was not until he was snatched away that he realized what he had done, looked at the commander with a sneer, and said aggrievedly: "You have to understand me." ”

"I understand you, who will understand me?"

Jacob found that he still underestimated the strength of Captain Don, not ...... It's mean.

Just when he thought that the swarm would use a war of attrition to encroach on the area controlled by the garrison corps, a riot broke out in the military base.

Could it be that in addition to them, Henrietta also placed other people at the missile base in order to exert force at a critical moment and help external forces break down the missile base's defenses?

As it turned out, he was wrong, and it was not his comrades who brought the riots.

The monitor flashed, and the camera switched from the outer battlefield to the field of view of a camera inside the base.

He remembered that it was a small square in the north area of the base for practice and activities.

With the entire missile base in a state of war, it became empty, not a single figure was visible.

The picture paused for 3-5 seconds, and suddenly, the otherwise calm picture began to tremble slightly, and the meadow in the square was shaking, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

PS: Look, the battle is pushed faster, and you don't know how to go into detail. I'll slow down, work hard and write the last legion-level ground battlefield, and let's let the Busefalos show it off. (To be continued.) )

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