Chapter 621

"Open all the barriers, put them on top, and do whatever it takes! Never let the demons break through the next position!" Pioneer Major General, the base commander roared, and the battle-hardened man understood after seeing such a battle. What is this scenario.

But things backfired, and just after the order was issued, he got the news again, and this news was the fall of the second position!

Bang!

Damn it! Major General Pioneer punched the table! Eye canthus split.

"General, what should we do now, the force is too disparate and scattered, they are going to start a decisive battle, we are not ready at all!" The adjutant's cold sweat has already flowed down.

The offensive of the Demon Race is too crazy and too fast, like a locust crossing the border. Wherever it passes, nothing can survive! And it will be three minutes before the support from the Tyrant Corps will be delivered before the first batch of support begins!

"Three minutes! Three minutes! Wait three minutes and the day lily will be cold! Order, at all costs, the rear artillery fire is launched infinitely, the base is activated, and the frontal confrontation, actually they want to use this method to defeat us, we let them know that our Bloody!" Major General Pioneer decisively and directly ordered, and the entire Terran ground base began to operate!

In space, Wang He stood on the podium: "Relay broadcast in real time, ready to launch the landing capsule!"

"Sir, another position down below has been lost! I'm afraid the loss of the landing capsule will be heavy!" Wang He's adjutant told Wang He the news, and Wang He took a deep breath: "The next batch will be divided into two batches, so the mobilization The sappers immediately installed energy barriers on the landing capsules!"

"What about the first batch of these landing capsules?" The adjutant looked at Wang He with a bad feeling in his heart.

"Put it in!"

"Sir!" The adjutant shouted excitedly, and many people pricked up their ears to look here, but they wouldn't look over, even so, they knew what was going to happen next.

"You should understand! You have been with me for so many years, you should understand! Some things must be done by someone, we can't afford to lose! We humans can't afford to lose! Before I came here, I was mentally prepared. This is just the beginning! Understand!" Wang He pointed at the adjutant's chest and shouted loudly!

As the head of the tyrant corps, how could he not have heartache, how could he not know what would happen next before he came? But this is a mission. How many people have been sacrificed since the Terran set foot in space? Can't they sacrifice their tyrant corps! Can't they sacrifice their Chinese warriors!

In this battle, either the bolide will be shot down, or the Tyrant Corps will retire! In the Commonwealth, the retirement of a Corps means that no one is inheriting the Corps! It also means that Wang He at this time has already been put to death. As for the future life, he has never thought about it!

The adjutant's eyes are red!

"Hold back! Then execute the order!" Wang He said.

"Yes!" The adjutant gritted his teeth and picked up the intercom: "Comrades, it has been three years since the establishment of the Tyrant Corps, and it has accepted 80 missions and battles, and a total of 180,000 heroic spirits have prayed for us. This battle is very dangerous. , I wish you all a prosperous Wu Yun! The first batch of landing capsules, put in!"

Listening to the words in the public channel, the first group of soldiers who went there already had a clear understanding in their hearts. Before coming here, they already knew the difficulty and importance of this battle, but they had no regrets and no regrets. Standing here are their families, and they want to fight for a pure land for the future of mankind!

"The human race is immortal!"

"The human race is immortal!"

"The human race is immortal!"

There are four batches of landing capsules. Xiang Ning is the third batch. He is the main force to attack and decide the core output point of the battle. At this time, he recalled the pictures of those thin figures on the earth dying to death. He slightly Clenched fists.

"Do you still remember what you said? All blood debts will be repaid a hundredfold!"

Bang bang bang!

One by one, the landing modules left the battleship and went directly towards the bolide, like raindrops, like a meteor falling from hell.

On the ground, Major General Pioneer raised his head to look at the sky, two lines of tears fell, and he slowly raised his hand towards the sky: "Salute!"

The first batch, 200,000 soldiers, put in!

"Hahaha, come, come, these humans are really here, they are indeed here!" Ared stood beside the insect raccoon and laughed.

The worm beside him sneered: "When they are close to the ground and only three kilometers are left, they will fire in a salvo!"

"Yes!"

On the frontal battlefield, the soldiers in front of them who were struggling to support them looked at the raindrop-like landing capsule, and their hearts were filled with hope! For a time, the strength soared, and at this moment, there was a scene of even competition among those who had been pressed and beaten.

Seeing this short scene, the civet showed a cruel smile, yes, that's right, that's the kind of expression!

"Come, let me see, see your desperate expressions!"

"Sir, it's 3,500 meters away."

"Volley in three seconds!"

After three seconds.

Boom! On the Demon Race's side, countless artillery fires blasted towards the sky, and the face of the ground combatants who were still full of joy and hope suddenly turned ugly.

Next, the sky... is like a fallen lotus. In the fire, they were scattered like leaves, but they were swallowed up by the flames and slowly turned into ashes!

"Do not!"

"Damn demons!"

A roar sounded!

"I fought with you! Bloodbath! Go!"

Bloodbath, a desperately forbidden technique developed by the Human Race Huaxia District based on a method recorded in ancient books to stimulate the short-term potential of the human body. Once stimulated, the blood will hit the blood vessels like a prosperous river, and the heart will beat like a pump. The duration is only two minutes. But it can inspire more than three times its own strength! The price... long sleep.

They couldn't bear this kind of grief. Almost none of the first landing capsules could reach the ground safely. They all turned into fire and smashed into the battlefield. They were not reconciled. on the head!

Standing in the space command module, Wang He closed his eyes and waited for the news, a minute later.

"Let's talk." Wang He was ready.

"The number of survivors who successfully landed...70,000."

As soon as the number was spoken, blood oozes from the corner of Wang He's mouth. He bit the corner of his own lips. He tasted the blood in his mouth, as if he was tasting the blood of his warriors!

Of the 200,000 fighters, only 70,000 remained. In one minute, 130,000 fighters were lost!

Such numbers are bloody and immeasurable, this is the battlefield, this is the Star Wars! They must do everything to keep the continuation of the human race!

"Prepare for the second batch."

"But only half have protective shields installed!"

"Prepare for the second batch." Wang He didn't say anything else.

The adjutant also understood, repeating that sentence, and finally: "I wish you all a prosperous martial arts."
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