“Boss…!”
Sun Xiaohu, who was blown several feet away by the blast, let out a desperate roar. He got up from the ground and stood in the distance, looking at the arsenal that was still exploding and burning, with two lines of hot tears rolling down his face.
Chen Yuxin, who was knocked unconscious by the air wave, woke up. He shook his head vigorously, turned over and stood up, staring blankly at the arsenal that lit up the night and cast a red glow on the sky, speechless.
Outside the armory.
The first squad led by commando captain Zhu Xinming had just wiped out one hundred enemy patrols, but was met with an attack from five thousand soldiers in the arsenal.
They were pinned down in a building on the street by the enemy's powerful firepower, but just a moment later, the earth-shaking sound was heard. They were stunned for a moment, and then they came out from the back door of the building, only then did they see the raging flames -
"What the hell is going on?" Zhu Xinming asked with a frown.
A soldier beside him said suspiciously, "This is like the power of an enemy arsenal exploding."
"...Who did this? I'll have to ask the commander when I get back and give him a great credit!"
None of the defenders on the wall fired another shot at this time!
The general guarding the arsenal stood blankly on the wall, the firelight reflected on his face, and his face was filled with incredible despair.
"What the hell is going on?"
No one could tell him, because no one could believe that such an airtight arsenal could be blown up by the enemy.
"Hurry up and put out the fire for me!"
However, no one moved, because such a fire could not be put out at all, not to mention that until now, occasional violent explosions could be heard in the distance.
Zhu Xinming did not order the remaining sixty-odd people of the first team to attack the enemy on the wall. Since the arsenal here had been taken away by the soldiers of Daxia, there was no need to stay here.
With such a violent explosion, I don’t know which team went in, but with such a scene, I’m afraid no one who went in would come out alive.
Zhu Xinming took off his hat.
The remaining sixty or so soldiers took off their hats.
"salute……!"
All the soldiers saluted the blazing flames. In the flames, their expressions remained firm, but the flames reflected in their eyes were also igniting the anger in their hearts.
Zhu Xinming thought for a moment and led his soldiers towards the next target he had chosen - just like Zhong Wu's choice, he also took a fancy to the brightly lit building.
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Zhao Shusheng, the commander of the 7th Regiment of the 2nd Brigade of the 7th Division, left the 7th Squad and reached the west side of the castle.
He chose a place where there were no guards, took out the grappling hook, shot it out, and accurately hooked it on the city wall.
He climbed up the grappling rope like a gecko, flipped over, and just as he landed on the city wall, an enemy soldier was walking towards him.
The enemy obviously did not expect that someone would suddenly appear here, and he roared loudly!
But just as he roared, Li Changshu blew up the arsenal.
His roar was drowned out by the sound of the explosion. The defenders who were less than three meters away from him only heard the explosion at this moment, and their attention was also attracted by the flames rising into the sky at this moment.
Zhao Shusheng leaped forward and stabbed the defender's heart with a dagger.
What the hell!
I've been a soldier for fourteen years, and my boat almost capsized tonight!
While feeling relieved, Zhao Shusheng also looked at the burning place. After just one look, he rushed towards the defenders on the city wall.
Yes, he rushed over.
Taking advantage of the moment when the guards were still unable to react, he used his dagger to kill five people in succession, and then he was discovered.
He raised his gun and killed several more people. He hid beside an arrow raft, quickly loaded the bullets, stuck his head out, and aimed at the front enemy soldier who was running towards him.
Gunshots rang out and the enemy soldier's head exploded, but more enemies behind him did not stop, they swarmed over!
The defenders in the southwest headed towards Zhao Shusheng.
Zhong Wu gave the order from a distance, and the seven people rushed forward quickly, rushed to the bottom of the wall, shot out the grappling hook, and climbed up the wall.
Zhong Wu hesitated for a moment, but finally carried out the planned plan.
Instead of helping the old soldier named Zhao Shusheng, they climbed over the wall and landed in the square outside the castle.
They rushed towards the castle.
In the castle, Grand Marshal Mishaul was so startled by the deafening explosion that he jumped up from his chair. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a bang and shattered.
"...Northeast direction...Arsenal No. 1...Someone come!"
"Order General Witton to dispatch another 100,000 men. Make sure to kill all those damn rats!"
"If the arsenal is lost again... have Witton bring his head to me!"
Marshal Mishaul thought that the arsenal must have been blown up by the enemies who had just fallen into the city of Bamor.
He took a deep breath and frowned. He didn't know why the enemy knew the location of the arsenal so accurately. How long had it been since they lost three arsenals?
If we don't eliminate this enemy quickly, I'm afraid all the strategic locations in this city will be burned down by them.
Although Bamor City has a large rear area, it takes time to transport supplies from the rear area. More importantly, he is afraid that he will leave a bad impression in the mind of Her Majesty the Queen.
At this moment, several gunshots suddenly rang out outside the Marshal's Mansion.
Mishaul was shocked. The enemy had actually come here?
What do the guards at the Grand Marshal's Mansion do for a living?
Could it be that all my three thousand guards were wiped out by the enemy?
At this moment, the captain of his personal guards rushed in and said hurriedly, "Your Excellency, you need to hide for a while. Some rats have sneaked in, and I'm sending people to round them up!"
Marshal Mishaul pondered for a moment, but did not take the news lightly. He nodded and followed the captain of the guard to the secret underground bunker.
The Seventh Squad engaged in a skirmish with the enemy in the Grand Marshal's Mansion.
The entire castle is the Grand Marshal's Palace. What they don't know is that in this castle there are a thousand elite guards of Mishaul!
Zhong Wu emptied his magazine of bullets and turned around to shout, "There's an ambush! Everyone, split up!"
But it was too late.
Gunshots rang out, and four of the six people who had just rushed out retreated in an instant, and two were shot to death.
They were surrounded by a thousand enemy soldiers in a corner of a corridor.
Although they were able to fight back relying on the corridor's fences, they had limited bullets and even more limited manpower.
The enemy was at the other end of the corridor. They were holding guns and approaching Zhong Wu and others cautiously.
"I'm so fucking stupid!"
"It's not your fault. We don't know what's going on in this castle."
"...But brothers, if I hadn't brought everyone here, maybe we could still have a chance to survive... But Captain Zhao, in order to cover our passage, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he's in great danger."
"As a soldier, our First Army has lost over 20,000 men along the way. The commander said that war will ultimately result in casualties, but those who die must die for a good cause, and we must take a few enemies with us!"
"Okay, then we'll kill a few more of them!"
"Aim and shoot!"
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