Wu Xiqi looked at the Chaos Chariot moving slowly in the open space in the distance and felt a little resentment. He had prepared the most grand fireworks for the chariot, but found that the thing seemed to be trapped in the quagmire - he moved about 30 yards, and then he could not move a step in the quagmire.

There are a full five hundred yards between him and it, and there are countless chaos in this distance.

Wuxiqi was so angry that he removed the anti-war chariot grenades on his chest - this thing was a little heavy and threw them into the corner of the trench. Wuxiqi raised the semi-automatic musket in his hand - this was assigned to them, with a large magazine of ten rounds and a short barrel, although it means that it is not far away, it has a bolt-action rifle's rate of fire and firepower that is completely incomparable to.

The disadvantage is that the bullet is used quickly - after all, the bullet is out with the trigger.

But it also has an advantage. When he encountered the Chaos Man who could not solve the problem with a bullet, Wu Xiqi pulled the trigger twice, and the bullet hit the Chaos Man's chest twice. The first and third armor-piercing bombs shot two eyes on its breastplate. Although the outcropping lead bullet in the middle failed to penetrate the breastplate, this killing effect still made the Chaos Man who looked a little strong and fell to the ground.

As soon as he died, some Chaos believers who followed him to charge were in chaos, which gave Vuci a chance to change his gun with a magazine, pull the bamboo shoots and make the magazine fall off, and install the new magazine taken out from his waist on the gun. He looked at the strips in the middle of the magazine, and from here he could see that the magazine was filled with bullets, all of which were mixed with armor-piercing bullets and exposed lead bullets.

Effectively respond to various challenges.

He raised his gun and opened fire at the Chaos believers who had regained their courage. Wuxiqi quickly emptied the twenty bullets in the magazine. A large area of ​​Chaos believers in the dense queue fell down, and the rest were knocked down by machine guns that were licked from somewhere.

Riding the soil lifted by the bullets hitting the trench, Vucici squatted back to the trench, and moved two steps while installing another magazine again - and another magazine.

Pulling out the bayonet from the bayonet sheath of the soldiers who were lying down in the trench beside him and putting it on the muzzle bamboo shoots. Wuxiqi got up and pulled the trigger at the Chaos believers who were rushing towards the side trench. The Chaos believers who did not notice the firepower on the side continued to fall down with Wuxiqi's shooting.

With the sound of empty bullets hanging up, Wuxiqi squatted into the trenches again and replaced them with the last magazine. Wuxiqi stood up and looked at the heavy plate armor chaos that appeared not far ahead of him. Wuxiqi did not shoot - it did not look at itself, but was heading towards the trenches on the side.

The bullet hit its plate armor and could only fall in vain, and this must be a Chaos champion.

Wuxiqi looked at the chariot that was still spinning in the mud. He squatted down, carried the anti-war chariot grenades, placed the rifle on the trench, and then climbed out of the trench. While taking out the revolver at his waist, he pulled the safety of the grenade and pressed the bumper tightly so that he would not trigger it early.

He rushed towards the Chaos Champion, knocking over the Chaos believer who wanted to snatch his own Chaos believer.

Six bullets were finished, but Chaos still rushed towards him, but Chaos was lifted off the skull by the bullet at a few yards away from Wuxichi.

Before he could turn around and look, Wuxiqi took a step and let go of the insurance. Wuxiqi attracted the attention of the Chaos champion with his shout, and then hit him.

As the sword pierced his chest, Wuxi saw the pupils that were shrinking into needle-pointed in the Chaos Championship helmet.

Go to die! Chaos!

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Seeing that the political commissar Wuxiqi died together with the Chaos, Hassan pulled the bolt and the young man sitting in the trench touched the bullet bag of his dead companion, took out three bullets from it, and loaded the bullet into the bullet bay like a treasure.

"Chaos are coming in!" a comrade shouted loudly.

Hassan turned his head and saw a Chaos believer jumping out of the trench, so he turned his muzzle and stabbed the bayonet along his armpit. While bringing the Chaos down, Hassan turned sideways and let another Chaos stab at him. The short dagger pulled out from his waist penetrated into his neck. While completing the circumcision, the inverted dagger flew over a distance and pierced into the Chaos eye socket that was fighting with his comrades.

Take the bayonet from the Chaos muzzle, Hassan pulled his gun out of the Chaos corpse, used it to push the stabbing spear away, and then stabbed the bayonet into the opponent's neck. While stabbing it to death, Hassan adjusted the angle and pulled the trigger. After piercing Chaos' neck, the bullet hit Chaos' back, which had just jumped out of the trench.

He pulled out the bayonet and knocked away the Chaos Man who was not dead. Hassan stabbed the bayonet into the waist of the Chaos believer who was strangling his comrades' neck desperately. While he overturned him to the ground, his comrades pulled out the revolver on his waist and hugged the fire behind Hassan.

Hassan pushed Chaos on the bayonet and jumped over his comrades, kicking the Chaos believer over. The bayonet he brought out stabbed into Chaos' abdomen again and opened the wound. While Hassan pulled the bolt to bounce the bullet, he turned around and pointed the muzzle at Chaos that appeared on the trench and opened fire.

While he fell down the trench, Hassan felt something hit behind him. Hassan, who had staggered forward, almost fell down. His comrades held him and shot with a revolver.

What is he talking about.

Hassan looked at his mouth, the thing was moving, he thought so, and at the same time another comrade came over and hugged him, then Hassan felt that he was being adjusted, Hassan felt that he was being dragged, where is he going, the traffic trench leading to the second line of defense?

Comrades were alternately covering the retreat, and from time to time someone fell down. Hassan pulled out the revolver on his waist and pointed it forward.

Some of his comrades fell down again. Gradually, Hassan saw a chaos. He stabbed a Hassan's comrades down. With space, Hassan pulled the trigger. So the chaos fell down and a new chaos appeared. Hassan pulled the trigger again and again until the sixth trigger was pulled.

Everything in front of him began to blur. Hassan took out a bullet from his pocket, but found that he could not even push the revolver nest, and his comrades who were dragging the buckle on his shoulders disappeared.

Hassan gasped and put his hand into his coat. When he pulled his fingers into the buckle, darkness fell. Once again, Hassan felt something hitting him and felt something piercing into his body, but he didn't feel the pain, and he felt his hand being pulled out.

The buckle was also pulled out.

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Alessandro, who had just returned to the second line of defense, looked at the traffic trench not far away, where an explosion had just occurred. For some reason, Alessandro felt sad. He watched Vucic die with the Chaos champion and saw his comrades fall down. He didn't even know how many comrades in the company died...Sudel, Rhodes, and Carmen... How do I explain to them why everyone died here?

Maybe I should die here too, so I don't have to explain anything to them.

The Chaos were still moving forward, and there were no bullets in Wuxiqi's pocket. He and his comrades stood densely in the trenches, waiting for Chaos to get closer, so that they could rush up and fight with them.

"I saw you." The hoarse voice beside him made Alessandro turn his head. He saw Simon, the old man holding a shotgun in his hand.

"Damn, where did you get this thing?" Alessandro felt that he was really envious.

"I took it in the previous line of defense. Those guys lost all the money when they ran away. I took this thing and six shotguns." After saying that, Simon looked at Alessandro: "You guy is on my left to help me block the bullets, so I can empty this gun to the right."

"Alessandro is too thin, you should look for me, old Simon." A bear soldier stood up.

"Okay, anyway, I just need to fire empty bullets and complete the task. The next step is to stab one to death," Simon said, loading the bayonet at the muzzle.

"Are there anyone trying to fight for death these days?" Alessandro looked at the bear man.

"Yes, my companions and two younger brothers have not retreated, so I should have followed them." After the bear man said, everyone heard the whistle.

A political commissar holding a engineer's shovel and a bandage wrapped around his head was the first to pull out the trench.

The soldiers of the Northern Commune rushed to the surface shoulder to shoulder. Alessandro ran very fast. He heard the sound of shotguns coming from behind. Simon finished six shots!

With such pleasure, Alessandro pushed away the bayonet that stabbed him, and then nailed the Chaos cub to the ground with the bayonet.

He pulled out the engineer shovel from the buckle at his waist with his left hand, grabbed the bayonet that stabbed him with his right hand and took it a crooked. The engineer shovel in his left hand slapped the Chaos' head, and then chopped off the sharpest one of the engineer shovels facing the Chaos' neck.

When the Chaos Man's head fell to the ground, Alessandro saw the bear man. He was covered in blood and roared towards a Chaos champion. He was holding a large anti-war chariot grenade in his hand and rushed to the champion in the rain of bullets, smashing the grenade in his hand on the champion's head, and a violent explosion swept everything nearby - but there were not many comrades there.

The engineer shovel in his hand chopped off Chaos's head again. Alessandro saw his comrade being stabbed down, and several bayonets nailed him to the ground.

He picked up the rifle from the dead Chaos's hand and fired at them. Alessandro felt that the world was slowing down. The Chaos' movements and everyone's movements were slowing down, but he did not slow down. So all three bullets in the gun were fired out.

Then Alessandro raised his gun, threw it out as a spear, and nailed it overturned chaos.

Then in an instant, Alessandro felt the flow of time back, and his head hurt, but he subconsciously let the waving stock pass, and the engineer shovel in his hand sliced ​​the entire face of Chaos from top to bottom.

When did my engineer shovel become so sharp?

With a hint of doubt, Alessandro felt that he was kicked to the ground and turned around on the ground. He saw the stabbed bayonet.

Am I going to die?

With a hint of relief and a hint of regret, Alessandro felt that he had not killed enough of these chaos.

The bayonet stabbed him in the left chest.

Alessandro was silent for a moment, and he pulled open the collar of his chest and saw the bayonet stopping on his chest.

Chaos feeling that he had used his strength to stab the bayonet.

Alessandro smiled wildly and pushed the bayonet away. He stood up and slashed the engineer's shovel in his hand into Chaos's head.

Steel skin! Sharp technique!

Every surviving comrade has a glimmer of light representing the art!

Behind him, the roar of human soldiers came. Alessandro grabbed a fleeing Chaos believer, slashed the back of his head with an engineer's shovel, grabbed the gun in his hand, and began to chase the Chaos' defeated soldiers and stabbed them.

Soon, the young soldiers ran past Alessandro, chasing the Chaos' defeated soldiers. Alessandro could no longer run. He gasped and watched the young soldiers completely drive the Chaos' guys away from the defense line.

And the chariot that had been in the mud... Alessandro saw it, the chariot was still in the mud, but his turret disappeared at no time.

"I see Your Highness! Alessandro!" Old Simon's voice sounded again.

Alessandro turned his head and saw the old man covered in blood. He sat in the blood and mud, leaning on the shotgun in his hand, and gasping while laughing: "I saw His Highness Marin! It's really him! He is here to find us!"

"I just said that we are his soldiers, our Highness, our Marshal, and our Commander Marin will not leave us." Alessandro also sat on the ground, laughed, and then cried with his head in his arms.

After crying for a while, Alessandro did not complete his vent because he could never see his comrades again, Vucich was dead, Hassan, Mike, Jelson, Donald... the people in his company were gone.

Why is the only one who survived? I have no one to survive. Why are those children who are better at shooting than me and younger than me dead?

Alessandro cried and became sadder.

"Stop crying, Alessandro." A child's voice rang.

Alessandro looked up and saw His Highness Marin standing in front of him.

"Your Highness... Your Highness, I, I, I failed to fulfill the order of Company Commander Sudel. I lost everyone!"

After saying that, Alessandro felt a little more unexpectedly.

"This is a battlefield, war will kill people. Your performance is very satisfying to me. It's a pity that I'm late, otherwise many people don't have to die. Do you know that I'm wrong?"

"No, Your Highness, you are not wrong. All of this is Chaos' fault." Simon said.

Alessandro nodded—yes, it was all Chaos’ fault.

"Simon is not wrong, Your Highness, all this is Chaos' fault." After saying this, Alessandro gradually calmed down.
Chapter completed!