Chapter 497 Tunnel Attack and Defense

Looking at the tall blood-red figure going away, Pedphany completely dispelled the intention of taking action. From the moment the Red Grand Duke appeared, the bloody queen put all her heart on this exotic strong man. However, when she heard about the strong attack on Gnia that day, the red Grand Duke Merlin stopped the magic, the clown and the destroyer with one person. It was not until the adults took action in person that Merlin showed his defeat.

But even so, Merlin is proud to be able to resist the joint attack of three colleagues.

For the strong, Pedfani has never wanted to let go. If she can eat the brains of these strong people, the genetic completion of her purgatory demon will be immeasurable. Only until Merlin left, Pedphany couldn't find a chance to take action. This tall fish is as popular as a mountain, and there is no flaw at all. During this period, Pedphne secretly tested with her power, but found that all the energy and power disappeared as soon as she entered the three meters around Merlin, which made the bloody queen dare not act rashly.

Batchey looked at the queen indifferently. He was too familiar with his colleague. I have to say that the cowboy was glad that the red prince was powerful, and Pederfini didn't do anything stupid this time. Otherwise, they don't have to act, but have to fight with Gegna's tricky people first.

After Pedroni gave up the idea of secretly chasing Merlin, she walked to the cowboy and said, "I don't understand why you have to Bann do so much since this action is the priority of killing zero."

"This is an adult's idea. He has always been cautious and stays behind for everything." Betsy spread out his hands and said, "You know, our goal is not ordinary people, but one of the artificial gods created in the old times. The speed of his growth is obvious to all. Even Ben, who has 60% of his genes, plus a Jenny, is still unknown whether he can kill him. So it must be put on later in case of emergency.

"So if the two madman kill zero, the adults don't want to get his genetic information, is it too wasteful to kill him like this?"

"This is the previous idea, but the growth rate of zero and the construction of the power circle are more than adults expected. It is difficult for us to get its genetic information perfectly in Asgard, so adults have to use all means to transfer him to the West. Because this is our home court, and because Bane's guy is here. He has the ability to absorb the other party's genes and simulate it. As long as Ben, the vampire, tastes zero fresh blood, it doesn't matter if he kills zero. Ben will be the best gene bank.

"I'm afraid that the guy won't cooperate obediently at that time. Don't forget his expression when he got zero blood. I bet that after getting the zero-complete gene, he will definitely hide in until all the genes of the artificial god are excavated.

Bezi laughed and said, "If that's the case, we are not a decoration. Bane had better not do that, or he won't even have a 1% chance to survive.

"Okay, we have to take action. Before Bann intends to betray us, at least we have to create a zero chance for him to attack him.

With that, the cowboy jumped off the edge of the cliff with his hat. He wrapped his whole body in a flame tornado and slowly fell to the ground with his body. Pederfini does not have the ability to elemental domain, but she bounces between the stones, old trees and other things that bulge from the cliff, but reaches the bottom of the mountain faster than Betsy.

The two of them fell into the night and followed the torrent of the ice scale scorpion group in front of them.

It was night, in the tunnel connecting the Mobiston Market, and the remaining servants had entered a deep sleep after dinner, so as to restore the physical energy and spirit consumed by the march in the past few days. Of course, it is impossible for all the servants to rest, and some soldiers still have to be on watch night.

The soldiers on duty were selected from the three teams and mixed into temporary sentries. They must be on duty in batches to ensure the safety of the camp in the tunnel. Now is the time to change shifts, and Brown suddenly appeared on duty. For the servant commander in this zero team, the soldiers from the other two teams also gave him the least respect.

In fact, as Brown, he can not participate in this kind of defense at all. With his physical fitness, three or four hours of rest has restored his day fatigue. And Brown also knows that ordinary soldiers need more rest. If he is willing to participate in defense, at least three to four soldiers can get valuable rest time.

So he came.

The temperature outside the tunnel was very low, and the soldiers dug a temporary trench outside. It can avoid the cold wind and monitor the movement ahead, but the environment is absolutely not comfortable. Brown is also nestled in the trenches, and a Green rotating rapid-fire gun is firmly set up on the trench. The chain extending from the machine gun is connected to an ammunition box to ensure that the machine gun has sufficient ammunition.

The soldiers looked at the cannon with awe, and the guys who could use this heavy firepower with bare hands were perverted, so their attitude towards Brown was a little more fearful in respect.

"Would you like a cigarette?"

Brown handed out cigarettes to several soldiers around him. On the battlefield, it was either cigarettes or spirits that could quickly contact their feelings. Sometimes, tobacco and alcohol are even hard currency on the front line.

So a few fires lit up in the trenches, followed by smoke. After talking about a few inferior yellow [color] jokes, Brown quickly got along with these soldiers from other teams. Being able to get along quickly with soldiers is also a talent. Obviously, Brown has a lot of experience in this regard.

When a soldier talked about how he changed from a young man to a real man, other soldiers made fun of him from time to time. Brown heard it and felt a little back to the mercenary era. At that time, as now, hiding in narrow trenches, smoking cigarettes and telling adult jokes, and being careful against possible attacks at any time.

Only now, the companion who was born and died has become a familiar soldier, and he has changed from an ordinary mercenary to a commander of an army of hundreds of people.

"It feels like a fucking dream." Brown said to himself.

At this time, there was an imperceptible shock from the trench. The shock was not obvious, so several soldiers who were still joking were not aware of it, but they couldn't hide it from Brown. His face changed slightly, and he quickly jumped up and lowered his voice, and put his ear to the ground. His behavior finally attracted the attention of the soldiers, and the soldiers immediately closed their mouths and clenched the weapons in their hands.

Regular sounds kept ringing in his ears. Brown jumped up and stretched out his hand to the soldiers and said, "Who has a tactical telescope?"

"I have it, sir!"

A young soldier with freckles on his face immediately took out his telescope and stuffed it into Brown's hand. Without saying anything, Brown immediately picked up the telescope and looked into the darkness. The telescope has activated night vision mode, and in a cyan world, Brown sees a dark shadow. The shadow came from far and near and completely appeared in the field of vision of the telescope two seconds later.

Brown took a cold breath.

This is a scorpion as big as a chariot, covered with a thick shell. The strong left crate and high tail thorn made Brown feel uncomfortable in his stomach. Especially after this scorpion, one after another appeared in Brown's vision, which made him moan in pain.

"Damn, monster. A group of monsters are coming to our camp, on alert! Soldiers, who else should inform Rennes and bring the damn contactor? I have to inform Captain Staley!" Brown roared and gave orders to the soldiers continuously.

His order was quickly carried out, and a soldier ran into the tunnel and woke up all the resting people, while reporting the situation to Rennes, the highest officer in the camp. As for outside the tunnel, the dull roar of Green's rotary rapid-aircraft gun has sounded, which is the first to break the tranquility of the night.

The scorpions moved very fast. They rushed out of the distant forest and rushed along the mountain path towards the tunnel. The tunnel is filled with the smell of living creatures, greatly stimulating these monsters forcibly awakened by ice and snow tyrants in hibernation. The scorpions are hungry now. They even forget their original goal and just want to have a full meal now.

But welcoming them is by no means a delicious meal, but a metal heat flow fired by a rapid-fire cannon. They drew a bright line of fire in the night, making a stormy sound sweeping in front of the scorpion. The thick armor of the ice scale scorpion may resist the strafing of the rifle, but it absolutely can't block the bullets of the rapid-fire cannon. The powerful bullet swept the scorpions in front of them upside down. Under the line of fire, whether it was ice scales or rock trees, they were smashed into pieces.

Outside the trench, Brown bit his cigarette, and a pair of muscular arms steadily controlled the rapid-fire cannon to carry out a fierce attack. Only he, a gun master, can control the bullet points of the rapid-fire cannon to such a dense level. Under the torrent of bullets cut back and forth, more than a dozen ice scales and scorpions were torn to pieces.

After 20 seconds of continuous attack, the cannon finally stopped roaring, which was because 500 bullets were empty. Brown kicked the empty ammunition box and roared, "Go back into the tunnel and don't fight with those big guys in the open space."

Although it was a retreat, not everyone dispersed. Several soldiers stayed in charge of the palace, but the machine guns in their hands were obviously not as powerful as the quick-fire guns. Therefore, the footsteps of the scorpions were hardly blocked for a moment. After two or three seconds, an ice scale scorpion kicked hard on the ground and held its three meters long body to jump high and fall into the trench.

The trench suddenly screamed repeatedly. The ice scale scorpion smashed a soldier into meat mud with a strong left bite, and picked up another soldier with a tail thorn to send it to his mouth to chew. In an instant, a large group of blood flowed out of the mouth of the warcraft, which was even more ferocious.

The remaining soldiers shouted at the ice scales and scorpion. At close range, the bullet of the rifle hit it and pierced its thick armor. At that moment, the scorpion flowed thick yellow body fluid from its shell. But the good times did not last long. As one scorpion after another jumped into the trench, the soldier in charge of the palace immediately turned into a scorpion's delicious meal.

The young soldier who stuffed the telescope to Brown was also among them. He only had time to shoot a few shots and pierced a scorpion with his tail through his chest. The soldier was shocked and spit out a mouthful of blood from the corners of his mouth. But he died for a while, clenching the tail thorn coming out of his chest with one hand and sending him to his mouth when the scorpion carried him upside down. The soldier smiled, and he took out a high-energy* and pulled off the insurance.

The next moment, a fireball rose in the trench. After the orange flame burned out the air, it turned into red and black smoke and soared in the air. Two or three ice scale scorpions were blown into pieces within the explosion range of high-energy*, and the scorpions and human flesh and blood viscera were mixed together, inseparable from each other.

"Quickly, attack intensively, and fight me to death!" Brown roared and commanded the soldiers to attack at the entrance of the tunnel. The limited space at the tunnel entrance is used to limit the number of ice scale scorpion attacks, and then let the soldiers carry out intensive strikes in an echelon style. Even if the soldiers' weapons are only automatic rifles, they have temporarily stopped the offensive of the scorpion group.

After the initial chaos, the soldiers who woke up also joined the attack. From automatic rifles to high-energy* interspersed attacks, it forms a line of fire that scorpions can't pass through. It's just that this time, the soldiers only carry light equipment, and even the number of * and ammunition is very limited. Brown saw it in his eyes and could only worry in his heart.

He knows very well that according to this method, the soldiers' ammunition will soon be in emergency. At that time, they can only fight hand-to-hand with those monsters, but in this way, ordinary soldiers have no chance of winning. Under Brown's continuous urging, the soldier finally sent him another ammunition box. After loading the ammunition, the tube cannon showed its power again, and the fierce fire instantly tore several scorpions at the mouth of the tunnel into pieces, and even pressed the scorpions back a few meters back.

What happens after the bullets are shot out? Brown can't imagine.

Just as Brown was in a hurry, there was a soldier's exclamation in the tunnel behind him. Brown took time out of his busy schedule to look back, and his eyes were about to spit out fire. The stone walls of the tunnel on the left and right suddenly collapsed, revealing two large Hesse holes. Then a giant scorpion drilled out of the hole, and they entered the position of defenseless soldiers. Wherever they passed, there was a bloody storm.

"Damn, how can you still drill a hole?" Brown roared with red eyes, but now he couldn't pull himself away.

For good, a bright yellow flame quietly appeared on one of the scorpions. The scorpion first ate his whole body, and then divided into two parts in the middle. The scorpion's body was cut and smooth like a mirror, and even the blood and internal organs inside had not been lost, which shows how rapid the attack came. It was so fast that even time seemed to freeze, and after the decomposed scorpion, Ryan was holding a golden gun.