Chapter 1932

The crimson Demon King stands like a mountain in the canyon. Although the huge silhouette is hidden in the black smoke, it is a little unrealistic, but it is even more impressive. A feeling of shock and fear.

Among the dim clouds, lightning strikes from time to time and falls on the curved horns above his head. Only at this time, with the dazzling light of the lightning moment, Satan's hidden true face can be briefly revealed.

crimson's skin envelops the whole body, and his hideous skull-like face is covered with snake-like beards. Two huge horns snaked upward from the top of his head, and pointed ruggedly towards the sky like two ten thousand-year-old dead trees.

Just looking at the head, Satan’s honor is already awesome. Just like the images of the devil in the fairy tales, his appearance is definitely the most orthodox one. And such an honor, coupled with his muscular, large skeleton, and the devil's iconic bat wings, ram hooves, and Viper tail. As long as you get used to it, after accepting these settings, you will feel that this is not at all so terrible, but is full of a... evil beauty.

Chaos, evil, violence, and blood. These distorted ideas may be terrifying and disgusting under normal circumstances, but in Satan’s body, these distorted things seem to be achieved A kind of great harmony and harmony, so that his entire existence has a kind of detachment and sublimation in temperament.

He does not need to tell his own life, nor does he need to show his own power. He just stood there quietly, and people immediately realized his existence, realized that he was the evil of all evils, the devil of all demons, and the supreme king of hell-Satan.

After thousands of years, Satan once again set foot on the earth in person. This feeling is really to him it's been a long time since we last met. The air in this world, the water and soil in this world, made him feel a joy in mind's eye after a long breath.

It’s just a little bit worse, a little bit worse. For this long-lost reunion, Satan as it should be by rights will hope to be more perfect. So he immediately stretched out his hand to the dark clouds above oneself, and then shook it hard.

In a flash, rising winds, scudding clouds, the dark clouds all over the sky are like being stirred up by some invisible force, rushing wildly. In the sky seems to have been torn open by a big opening, and the golden-bright and dazzling sunlight is like transparent glass falling from the gaps in the clouds. And standing in such a bright golden light, Satan's face suddenly showed a satisfied smile.

"The sun in the world is really a nostalgic thing. After all, I probably haven't seen such a beautiful sun for almost 2000 years."

Christianity It originated in the first century AD, and that was probably when Jehovah started paving the way for his own son. Satan's rebellion was around this time, so he said more then 2000 years without seeing the sun, and there is indeed no problem.

Of course, no one dared to identify him at this time even if there were any problems. Because at this time, there are only two groups of people in Death Canyon. One group is his men, those fallen angels, and also those Ghost Riders controlled by him. The other group are soldiers who are about to be killed by the angels.

At this time of life and death, they are certainly impossible to correct a monologue that they don’t understand. If you have this time to do this, you might as well think about how you can save oneself at this time.

To survive, this is the most important thing for these soldiers right now. As far as the current situation is concerned, it is actually very difficult for them to make a way out of the chase and interception of these fallen angels.

The angels’ methods are sharp, far beyond their imagination. With a slight charge, these angels can directly break through their defenses before the tank squad has time to react, and kill them in front of them. And as a mortal, of course, it can't be the opponent of these elites in hell. So in an instant, they already suffered heavy losses.

Don't look at the entire battle from the beginning to the present, but only a short period of time. In fact, this army is on the verge of collapse. There are very few soldiers who can live to the present. And even if they were able to live to the present thanks to their superb memory and good luck for a while. But whether they can continue to live like this, or even to the end, is simply something no one is optimistic about.

They don’t believe that oneself can live to the end, but because of human nature and the instinct to survive, they persisted, praying for a miracle to happen.

"Shoot the group of bastards on the right, and don't let them block our way out. Machine gunners, strengthen the firepower, don't let those birdmen break through our defense!"

Among the few soldiers who survived by chance, the highest rank was a sergeant. And according to the rules of the Israeli army, he is now the only one of their group of defeated soldiers who can give orders.

This kind of thing meant power in the past, but now, it can only represent a heavy responsibility. Not everyone can afford this responsibility. As for him, since he has shouldered this responsibility and has become the speaker among the brothers, then he has the obligation to do oneself's best efforts to take them alive and kill them out of this ghost place.

It is not easy, but he is willing to put everything together and bet on this one. Because he wants to live, he wants to live back to oneself's house, and he wants to take another look at his own wife and child. As a husband and a father, this is his greatest wish. And this wish has now turned into a pillar in his heart, making him a strong existence that can hardly be defeated.

This is the key to him being able to calmly give orders at this time, and it is precisely because of his hard work and persistence that those who were already desperate are beginning to glow again Came with confidence.

Only a dozen tanks are left side by side in an array, and the captains of each car are using their own experience to work hard to achieve everything required by the master chief's order. The muzzle was moved back and forth, just because the high-speed angels always prevented them from achieving the most accurate strikes.

In the case of unable to lock the target, it is too difficult to hit these highly maneuverable targets. Not a first-class gunner simply has no certainty, but fortunately, they can live until now. , Relying on those first-class gunners. So it didn't take long to hear the loud roar of three or four tanks.

The 140mm tail fin stabilized armor-piercing bullet, three-shot. Skilled gunners completed a cooperation in the shortest time. With their own ability and the only remaining equipment, they completed a lightning attack on the angels who blocked oneself's path.

The shells over five times the speed of sound burst out of the chamber in an instant, making a stern sound in the air, and then the goddess fell on the angels like flowers. In the face of such an attack, even the fallen angels of Dark Angel Legion had to do their best to dodge.

Perhaps in the war at first, they can still have the courage to use own magic and flesh to resist the shelling of these tanks, but as the first batch of angels who did this were directly attacked by the huge armor-piercing shells of formidable power It had to be a mess, and no one with no eyes would dare to do such a stupid thing.

Their advantage is flexibility, and they are indeed taking this advantage of flexibility to the extreme. Relying on their own wings, they can completely determine the trajectory of the shell when the tank is launched, so as to avoid the attack which is also deadly for them.

It's just that I can't hide from the fifteenth day of the first day. You can dodge such an attack by judging the trajectory of the cannonball. Can't people give you a head shot by predicting where you are hiding?

The gunners who had been shooting all the year chuckled in their hearts, and then looked at the angels who had been bombarded to scum with a full heart, and showed a grinning smile.

Just now, many old comrades whom they have known for many years died tragically under the hands of these angels, and maybe they will have to follow in this way after a while.

No one would want oneself to die like a fish on a chopping board, humble and helpless. So if it is really hard to escape death, they would rather be like a mad dog dying on the verge of death, and bite these guys fiercely when they die.

This is revenge and one of the few things they can do as human beings. Of course, if they can live, no matter who they are, they are not willing to die.

So the artillery is still roaring uninterrupted, and in these roars, these huge tonnage tanks are like crazy rhinos, supported by the surging power, swiftly towards Their origins ran away.

They are really working hard, and in their efforts, a way of life is gradually revealing the light to them.

Have you ever felt the feeling of staggering forward in the endless darkness, staggering all the way, and finally seeing a ray of light? This feeling is similar to the mood of these soldiers at the moment. Seeing the way of life had appeared, many of them could not help crying with joy.

However, the more this is the case, the more nervous the master sergeant as a leader. Because he had seen so many hopefuls, but in the end he fell to the guy who was close to the dawn. So the more this time comes, the more he is afraid of this situation.

For him, what he is most worried about right now is not the angels. Because the facts have proved that as long as they maintain the current array, even those angels, it is impossible to eliminate them without paying any price. And judging from their lingering and cherishing feathers one by one, they shouldn't make such a desperate move casually.

The angels don't need to worry, then the huge devil that suddenly appeared is a problem he must worry about.

Although that guy has been bathed in sunlight like a sculpture since he appeared, it seems that there is no harm in it. But the Chief Sergeant didn't believe that such a huge existence was suddenly summoned out, just to put it there to make a sculpture.

It will inevitably be active, and what they can do now is to escape from under its nose as much as possible before the huge monster moves. As for giving him a fatal blow now and letting him die before a finished apprenticeship, the sergeant can only say that whoever of you loves to come, they can't do this kind of thing anyway.

He is not a politician in the White House, he dares to say a lot of unrealistic big things when he talks. As a combatant who has been fighting on the front line all the year round, one of his problems is very clear. With the help of oneself these small tanks, it is simply a daydream to kill such a huge existence.

This is the same as he has always despised the dragon-slaying stories in those novels. A man took a sword and went heads-up against a giant dragon with a length of 100 meters, and he won the heads-up. Who are you coaxing?

What is the concept of a length of 100 meters, that is, the scales on its chest may be more than half a meter thick, plus muscle, fat layer and skeleton, there is no big sword of 50-60 meters in length. The injury can't be poked out. If you want a Knight to carry a 50-60 meter big sword to make trouble, are you sure this Knight is not called Gundam?

For the same reason, facing a devil as tall as this mountain, the maximum damage their tanks can cause is estimated to be about the same as a mosquito bite him. Others may not have anything to do, and they must be dead. In this world, I have never heard that a person with normal thinking will leave a way out to a mosquito that sucks oneself's blood and let it go. So he was sure that as long as oneself dared to do something provocative, then immediately, it would be a big palm of the hand, and they would take a picture of them with the tank into a muddy mud.

This is bring about one's own destruction. Idiots will do this kind of thing. He still wants to go home to reunite with his wife and children, but he didn't plan to bury his life here. And if someone intends to let him do this, then he really doesn't mind putting him in the cannon tube and letting him experience what it's like to charge forward.

In short, the most important thing for them now is to live first. So he immediately ordered this to his own men.

"Go ahead at full speed. Don’t worry about the ammunition reserve. All gunners shoot freely. Don’t give the bird people a chance to come close. Also, remember those who want to survive, don’t provoke me Very tall!"

The survivors in the tank responded, and they also knew that it was not a wise move to provoke the existence of that cannot afford to offend at such a terrible time.

They tried their best to keep calm, and under the strong power of 1500 horsepower, they were advancing towards the periphery of the canyon at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour. Seeing that they are about to escape the canyon's magnetic field, they can send a signal to the military behind for help. Satan, who had been basking in the sun, slowly lowered his head and turned his gaze to them.

He didn't say anything, just smiled and snapped his fingers. And just after the chief sergeant and a group of soldiers saw his action, the gloomy darkness swarmed out from every corner, swallowing them down like a tide.

The interior of all the tanks became deadly silent, and it was not until a moment later that such a sound came from the communication channel.

"The base calls the first team, the first team, please answer if you hear it. Repeat, please answer if you hear..."