Chapter 136 Do You Think I’m No Longer Capable?

In short, compared to how Mike could win over the Stum family, Kashna, who had rested in Wright City for half a month, ordered the troops to march to the northwest region.

And along the way...

Swish, swish, swish!

Boom!

Mailin: "The firepower of these Cyclops is so fierce!"

Just as Mailin, who was sitting in the armored vehicle and watching the pig-headed man in front of him being defeated by the Cyclops, said.

The armored and armed Cyclops madly shot the pig-headed man on the ground with quite fierce firepower, and let the pig-headed man leave the black-haired dog-headed man to carry out the self-destructing two-wheeled motorcycle battle.

However, the two-wheeled motorcycle was still faster than the death ray of the Cyclops. A ray of orange-red death ray swept past, and the black-haired dog-headed man who was rushing like a swarm of bees and the two-wheeled motorcycle he was riding instantly turned into flying metal fragments, and the corpse parts fell like rain.

For this scene, Pierre didn't know why he felt familiar.

And this familiar feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Especially when he escaped from the concentration camp, he saw how the black-haired dog-headed people nailed people to wooden stakes and stabbed them alive, and even put tubes in their mouths to detonate bloody scenes.

Of course, now, although he is uncomfortable, it is only a little uncomfortable in the nose.

The bloody smell outside is really strong.

Not to mention the heat generated by the explosion makes the bloody smell even stronger.

So compared to being on the ground, Urrutia witnessed the craters on the ground one after another in the sky. As abandoned artillery fodder, the black-haired dog-headed people either chose to charge desperately with self-destruction, or chose to kneel on the spot and raise their hands to surrender.

Urrutia: "No hope."

Although the words were very light, Urrutia looked at the pig-headed people who were retreating collectively in front of her. She didn't feel any pity for the black-haired dog-headed people on the ground.

Especially her eldest son, who was only 6 years old at the time, was picked up by the black-haired dog-headed people with a bayonet, and then chopped into pieces alive with a machete.

If there is no rich man willing to take the initiative to buy these bullies, they will have only one fate.

Sent to the meat grinder to be chopped up, and then sent to the fertilizer factory as organic fertilizer materials.

Yes.

Like many Japanese women, Urrutia had a happy marriage. At that time, she gave birth to her first child for her husband who loved her deeply and did not marry a concubine on the day of her 17th year. And this is the eldest son of her husband's family, the first son of her husband among his brothers. At that time, not only her husband, but even Urrutia herself was looking forward to this eldest son becoming the pride of the family.

But when those black-haired dog-headed men came, they were gone, nothing was left.

In order to protect her and her three children, her husband fought desperately with the black-haired dog-headed men with a lever-type shotgun alone, and was eventually shot and killed. And her eldest son... those black-haired dog-headed men kept chasing them with their night vision ability, but in order to protect himself and his younger brothers and sisters, the child suddenly shook himself off and led the pursuers away.

By daytime, only the head of her son was intact. And this head was stuck on the stake, as an extremely bloody road sign, and like other stakes with heads stuck on them, it showed the "great achievements" of the black-haired dog-headed people who were bloodthirsty and loved to slaughter innocent civilians.

She now wished that all these black-haired dog-headed people would become a pile of rotten meat under the beam machine gun of the Vulture attack aircraft she was driving, but she held back for the time being because these scum could still be exchanged for a lot of money if they were alive.

At the same time, instead of strafing the black-haired dog-headed people, her onboard radar showed that the enemy's Tengu fighter group and a kind of armed combat helicopter unit that was said to be able to transform were rushing towards her direction.

Needless to say, they were reinforcements to cover the pig-headed ground forces who were trying to withdraw to the second line of defense.

For enemies like this, she, her wingman, and other comrades who were also driving Vulture fighters were ready with air-to-air guided missiles, waiting to show their strength later.

After all, it was this year, and they were still playing a close-range air battle of 300 meters with the enemy's aircraft?

Stop talking nonsense. Since we have guided missiles, there is no need to risk our lives with these pig-headed people.

Moreover, although the pig-headed people have many advanced weapons and equipment, so advanced that the people of Krurod Empire are very suspicious whether they have made deals with the demons. But no matter what, the pig-headed people are definitely a species that can be easily killed, much easier to deal with than the demons.

You should know that as early as 1,000 years ago, the Japanese people defeated the demons even with cold weapons. Now, after 1,000 years, the equipment level of the Japanese people has also improved compared to 1,000 years ago.

Although everyone may realize that the demons may also have a lot of development; but the Japanese people, as a human force, use the bodies left by their dead compatriots, inject the blood of the demons, and breed in the belly of artificial succubi, and finally create a new intelligent race, which is the absolute nemesis of the demons.

"The enemy has entered 2,000 meters."

"Launch air-to-air missiles!"

Everything is just as the tactics formulated before, and Urutia pressed the button to launch the missile without much hesitation. So, she looked at the two missiles she had launched, which were speeding at supersonic speeds, hunting for the target marked above. Next, it was the Ghost King mecha on the ground.

It was time for these guys to have a taste of aerial bombs.

Bang!

Pierre: "Mailin, is it your..."

Mailin: "You ask me, how should I know? There is more than one plane in the sky."

For the ability of today's planes to drop aerial bombs on the ground or the sea at any time, which are as powerful as, or even far more powerful than ordinary artillery shells, Mailin feels more and more why pilots in the Air Force can get a very generous salary.

Because the sound of an aerial bomb in front of him, as well as the flying smoke and various parts in the sky, are enough to explain what air supremacy is.

The threat from the sky is always the most difficult to defend and the most vulnerable point to breakthrough.

But compared to these, the armored vehicle he was riding stopped.

It seems that it is time for him to get off the car and rush into the second line of defense of the pig-headed people under the cover of the tank in front.

But when he got off the car, he soon found that the tank that was originally covering his advance had broken down and was constantly emitting a lot of black smoke.

But he had no choice, especially when the pig-headed man on the opposite side kept firing blue energy bullets in his direction. He had to use the tank as his cover and set up the heavy machine gun he was carrying to suppress the fire.

Pierre: "Those dwarfs in front, with cutting guns, should be killed first!"

Mailin: "Received!"

Following Pierre's order, Mailin naturally locked the crosshairs of the heavy machine gun on some pig-headed men with bamboo hats on their heads. After all, it was these guys squatting in the trenches and firing blue rays out from time to time that made him use the tank as a cover...

Boom!

However, when Mailin had just fought for a while, the tank next to him suddenly exploded for the second time. In an instant, a group of soldiers, including Mailin, were instantly blown away by the shock wave of the explosion...

"Um..."

"Mailin, Mailin!"

"Uh..."

"Mailin, wake up!"

"No... It's okay... Uh..."

Although it was very uncomfortable to be blown away, Mailin was still woken up by his comrades. But he looked around and found that the heavy machine gun he had set up had already turned into a boomerang.

He had no choice but to fight himself... Fortunately, after the tank exploded, he seized a dagger automatic musket and three magazines from a charred comrade's body.

The next battle depends on it.

Anyway, as the second tank came forward to provide cover, Melinna saw Pierre, whose face was covered in blood, trying to join the attack.

Pierre: "What? Do you think I can't do it?"

Melinna: "First aid spray... Yes, bear with it, don't scream like a little girl."

After using the first aid spray on Pierre, who thought he was a tough guy, Melinna checked the dagger in his hand and prepared to break into the trench in front under the cover of the tank's main gun and machine gun...