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Chapter 1244:Rescue on the Front Lines

The two soldiers quickly approached the newly emerging enemy and pulled the trigger against the devil's grenade.

Two wisps of smoke shot from behind the bunker and flew toward the huge spider demon—such a striking target, almost impossible to shoot.Looking at the tail of the grenade, Uncle Sang felt that his heart was mentioned, and he always felt that the thick carapace on the other side's limbs was not so good to deal with.

Bad pre-test.

A grenade, because of the angle of attack, hit the target and then bounced to the side and directly fell close to the ground.

The other hit the front leg, and the sound of the explosion provoked a cloud of smoke, but the devil's movement did not stop, just a slight meal, and came out of the smoke.

“Idiot, shoot the body!”The men couldn’t stop shouting.

“Let me try!”The other man volunteered to carry a box of warheads and climbed out of the trenches.

Uncle Sam didn’t stop, but he wasn’t as optimistic as everyone else, and he now understood where the new spider’s strangeness was—the more coordinated beast than the irregular ugly monsters in the manual.The "armor" on its limbs is not a stone piled up at will, but a full multi-faceted prism.If you shrink together, you may be able to spell a trapezoidal table on the back.

And the other side in the movement, the four limbs change the amplitude is quite large, which makes it difficult for soldiers to hit the torso or abdomen with precision, and the previous shot is not accidental.

Sure enough, the next few grenades also failed to stop the operation of the spider demon, and even after the fire of the shooting barrel was emitted, it would deliberately join the limbs, almost like a conditioned reflex.

At the same time, the face of the enemy's knock, the face of the devil appeared.

“Hell, can’t these guys fight again?”The gunman grumbled while turning the gun.

“Enough is enough!”Uncle Sang immediately said, "retreat to the second line of defense, and give this area to them!"Be prepared to detonate explosives.”

“But...”

"Nothing good," he said, drinking, "if the side is surrounded by the enemy, we can't go!"

The sound of the trumpet quickly resounded from the position, and the nail detachment alternated in accordance with the training charter and withdrew to the port dock.As refugees watched the monster approach, the queues began to panic.

The soldier responsible for the detonation hand and foot will be the detonation line connected to the hand-shaking motor, and quickly shake up, "Captain, you can start at any time!"

"Very well, let it taste the taste of dynamite."Uncle Sang stared at the rampaging beast and reached out and said, “Wait... just now—”

As the soldiers pressed down the detonator, more than a dozen dreary loud noises suddenly reached everyone's ears!In an instant, the earth under his feet seemed to tremble, and a series of raised plumes of smoke filled almost the whole open space.

One of the piles of explosives was buried under the spider's body, and the fierce impact caused its half-body to vacate, and the stone on the two feet suddenly became a heavy burden, and the joints were pulled out alive.By the time it fell back, it no longer had the ability to move, like a behemoth that was blown to the ground with a bruise on its legs.

There was a whistle in the position.

However, before everyone was relieved, the same impact sound appeared on the east side of the dock.

Another spider appeared on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Sam was glad that he had made the right choice.

He realized that this demonic attack was very different from previous times, and now the situation is clearly intended to put them together to wipe them out.The sentry did not return on time, it is likely that the enemy cut off the way out, just now if he hesitated for a moment, the machine gun team was afraid that it would be difficult to retreat.At this moment, although the First Army gave up the blocking of the narrow streets, the four Marks and one type were still in place, and they could still temporarily suppress the madness.

But this does not mean that the crisis has been lifted, who knows how many spiders and demons the enemy has prepared, if there are two more... No, as long as there is one more, they can only be measured in the clock.What is worse is that there are still many refugees on the dock who are in urgent need of evacuation, once the panic spreads and the order is out of control, not to mention saving people, even they do not want to return to the ship.

The smoke was gone, and the devil had taken advantage of this gap to the open space that had been turned over by the dynamite.

The sound of machine gun fire for a while.

“Hang—”

When Uncle Sang was unable to show off, there was suddenly a familiar roar behind him, even if he closed his eyes, he could tell the source of the sound - for the First Army, the tonal tone of the 152 mm fortress shell can be described as more familiar!

And they didn't set up artillery positions at all!

He looked back in amazement when he saw a steel-cast ship slowly sailing into the harbor, and the gun in the bow was almost parallel to the deck and straight against the line of defense.

“That’s the Roland!”The soldiers soon recognized the origin of the iron ship.

“Haven’t they already removed?”

“Let’s get him, we have reinforcements!”

“Long live your majesty, kill these pieces!”

Cannonballs whizzed over the top of the soldiers and fell on the open ground one after another, occasionally raising the plume of smoke from the trenches only ten meters, and the shrapnel even hit the sandbag in front of the ditch.The flying soil was like rain, crackling on the heads of the people, if it was usual, they would only curse the artillery battalions with the most vicious language as blind and crazy, but now there is only a sound of praise in the trench, and the roar of the fortress cannon seems to have become the most beautiful music.

Is it that the nail did not give up the rest of the people, and this moment has been waiting?

Uncle San noticed that the last part of the refugees was boarding the Roland gunboat under the guidance of soldiers, so that the people on the dock were almost ready to load.

Although it is not known how the nails kept up with the instructions, it is clearly the best time to evacuate at this time.

"Beware, now we go to the dock," he exclaimed, "one after the other, don't fall!"Once everyone is gone, the blaster detonates the rest of the explosives!”

The order soon spread through word of mouth throughout the trenches.

The final retreat begins.

The Maxim heavy machine gun and the rest of the ammunition were left in place, and in spite of the pain, it was His Majesty's command—in any case, the safety of man should take precedence over the weapons, and the weapons could be reconstructed as long as the soldiers were still there.

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

Waiting for them was a loud noise.

Thousands of kilograms of explosives carried the remaining weapons and demons into the sky together.

In the aftermath of the explosion, the Roland pulled the whistle and drove back at full speed to leave the already fragmented northern port.

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