The two soldiers quickly approached the newly emerging enemy and pulled the trigger of the anti-devil grenade.

Two wisps of blue smoke shot out from behind the cover, flying towards the huge spider demon, and it was almost impossible to lose it. Looking at the trail of the grenade, Uncle Sang felt his heart rising. He always felt that the thick shell on the other party's limbs was not so easy to deal with.

The bad premonition has come true.

Because of the shooting angle of a grenade, it hit the target and bounced to one side and fell directly into the ground.

The other one hit its front leg head-on, and the explosion caused a thick smoke, but the devil's movement did not stop because of this. He just paused slightly and stepped out of the smoke and dust.

"Idiot, cum!" his subordinate couldn't help shouting.

"Let me try it!" Another volunteered to carry a box of warheads and climb out of the trench.

Uncle Sang did not stop it, but he was not as optimistic as others. He now understood what the strangeness of the new spider demon was. Compared with the irregular and ugly monsters in the manual, this deformed beast was much more coordinated. The "armor" on its limbs was not a random stone, but a regular multi-faceted prism. If it was curled together, it might also be able to form a trapezoidal platform that fits up and down with the stone on its back.

Moreover, when the opponent is moving, the limbs change a lot, which makes it even more difficult for the soldier to accurately hit the trunk or abdomen. The previous misses were not accidental.

Sure enough, the next few grenades failed to stop the Spider Demon's actions. It even deliberately put its limbs together after the firelight from the shooting cylinder was emitted, which was like a conditioned reflex.

At the same time, a crazy demon appeared in the gap that was knocked out by the enemy.

"Damn, can't these guys be more accurate?" the machine gunner complained while turning the gun.

"Enough!" Uncle Sang made a quick decision, "Retreat to the second line of defense and give this area to them! Be prepared to detonate the explosives."

"But……"

"Nothing good, but," he shouted, "if we are surrounded by enemies on the side, we can't even leave!"

The sound of the trumpet quickly rang through the position, and the nail team alternately covered the training charter and retreated towards the port terminal. As the refugees watched the monster approach, the queue began to panic.

The soldier in charge of the detonation quickly connected the detonation line to the hand-crank motor and quickly shook it, "Captain, you can detonate at any time!"

"Very good, let it taste the dynamite." Uncle Sang stared at the rushing beast and reached out to signal, "Wait a little longer...it's now."

As the soldiers suddenly pressed down the detonating rod, more than ten dull loud noises came into everyone's ears! In an instant, the ground under their feet seemed to tremble, and a series of smoke columns almost filled the entire open space.

One of the explosives was buried under the spider demon. The violent impact caused half of its body to rise into the air. The stone armor on its feet suddenly became a heavy burden, and its joints were broken. When it fell back, it no longer had the ability to move. It collapsed on the ground like a giant beast with its legs blew up.

A whistle sounded in the position.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the same impact sound appeared on the east side of the dock.

Another spider demon suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Sang was glad that he made the most correct choice.

He vaguely realized that the devil's attack this time might be completely different from the previous few times. The current formation clearly intends to double-team them together and eliminate them. The sentry failed to come back on time, and it is likely that the enemy had cut off the retreat route. If he hesitated for a while, the machine gun team would probably find it difficult to escape unscathed. Although the First Army gave up the blocking of the narrow and long streets, the four Marks were there and could still temporarily suppress the madman's advance.

However, this does not mean that the crisis has been lifted. Who knows how many spider demons the enemy has prepared? If two more are there... No, as long as one more is added, the time they can still hold on can only be calculated in quarters of an hour. What's worse is that there are still many refugees on the dock waiting to evacuate. Once the panic spreads and the order is out of control, let alone saving people, they don't even think about returning to the ship.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the devil had taken advantage of this gap to pour into the open space that was turned over by explosives.

The sound of machine gun strafing was heard all the time.

"boom!"

Just when Uncle Sang was at a loss, a familiar roar suddenly came from behind. Even with his eyes closed, he could tell the source of the sound. For the First Army, the tone of the 152mm fortress bombardment was very familiar!

And they did not set up artillery positions at all!

He turned around in surprise and saw a steel-cast ship slowly sailing into the harbor. The artillery located at the bow was almost parallel to the deck, facing the defense line directly.

"That's... the Roland!" Some of the soldiers soon recognized the origin of the iron ship.

"Didn't they have already withdrawn?"

"Don't worry, we have reinforcements!"

"Long live your Majesty, kill these miscellaneous people!"

The shells roared over the soldiers' heads and landed on the open space one after another. The occasionally rising smoke columns were only about ten meters away from the trench, and the shrapnel shot even hit the sandbags in front of the trench. The flying soil was like raindrops, slamming over the heads of everyone. If it were normal, they would only use the most vicious language to curse the artillery battalion as blind and madmen, but now there is only a sound of praise in the trench, and the roar of the fortress cannons seemed to have become the most beautiful music.

Could it be that... the reason why Nails did not give up the remaining part of the people was that they were waiting for this moment?

Uncle Sang noticed that the last part of the refugees boarded the Roland gunboat under the guidance of soldiers, so that almost everyone on the dock could fit.

Although I don’t know how the nails kept up and asked for instructions, it is obviously the best time to evacuate.

"Please note, now we go to the dock," he shouted, "One after another, don't fall down! Once everyone leaves, the blaster immediately detonates the remaining explosives!"

The orders quickly spread throughout the trench through word of mouth.

The final retreat began.

The Mark One heavy machine gun and the remaining ammunition were left in place. Although he felt very distressed, this was His Majesty's order. Under any circumstances, human safety should be given priority over weapons. As long as the soldiers are still there, weapons can be rebuilt.

After the group entered the dock, the devil also occupied the second line of defense under the attack of artillery fire.

However, what awaited them was a shocking sound.

Thousands of kilograms of explosives sent the remaining weapons to the sky with the madman.

In the aftermath of the explosion, Roland pulled his whistle and reversed at full speed to leave the fragmented northern port.

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