Flames soared into the sky outside the town, and the predators and the Gate of Freedom's army were engaged in a fierce battle.
The Gate of Freedom used the terrain of Graybridge Town to set up several closely connected defensive lines. The residents at the entrance of the town had long since evacuated, and the empty houses were ready-made concealments. In addition, there was only one small street at the entrance to Graybridge Town. It was easy for the soldiers of the Gate of Freedom to set up a few barricades here and use a checkpoint outside the town to stop the other party's convoy, using this to shoot at the predators with machine guns.
Lines of fire flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the choking smell of smoke. From time to time, the soldiers on Jean's side threw out one or two grenades, blasting back the predators that were charging in from time to time under the rain of bullets. The opponent's firepower was also extremely fierce, especially the machine gun on one of the cars. The metal cannon's body was illuminated by the flames, spitting out more than a meter of flames. It blasted out a blazing torrent of metal that continuously swept through the soldiers' hiding spots like a fire whip, suppressing the firepower of the Gate of Freedom for a time.
Fortunately, Jean arrived in time with the men of the town.
The hunters of Graybridge Town were also good at using guns, but they mostly used single shotguns or shotguns. In terms of range, it wasn't as far as the soldiers' rifles, but they were better at archery and specialized in hitting the motorcycle Knight who risked their lives to charge forward. In short and medium distances, hunters were almost invincible. Twenty or so shotguns alternated, occasionally mixed with the muffled roar of shotguns, blocking the attacks of the predators.
Allen stood on the rooftop of a house, his eyes surging with light.
Night, flames, murderers painted with all sorts of patterns. The scene in front of him seemed to have traversed through time and space, bringing him back to that night when he was five years old. Surging anger filled his chest, like a whirlpool in the sea, roaring and boiling! Allen's expression was very calm. He even methodically untied the saber sheath behind him and pressed the trigger. The bullets in the sheath opened, revealing Qianjun's dark saber body.
It was unknown if it was because of the flames, but a wisp of bright red flowed on Qianjun's blade. It was as red as blood, and Allen couldn't wait to drink the enemy's blood with his heavy saber.
At this moment, his breathing was so hot that it was as if there were flames rising in his body. The flames of revenge were burning every one of his nerves.
His feet trembled slightly.
Allen looked over and saw a tall figure rushing out of the predators. He was nearly two meters tall, and his body was wrapped in heavy metal. Even his head was hidden in a rugby helmet-like armor. He was dragging a thick chain, the other end of which was connected to a metal spiked ball. The burly man braved the hail of bullets and charged towards the defensive line. The bullets set off a storm of metal around his body, but they only hit the thick armor on his body with a torrential sound, unable to stop him for even a moment.
A soldier threw a grenade at him. Flames flickered and the ground shook violently. The impact of the explosion even caused the soldiers who were relatively close to it to fall to the ground. However, a figure rushed out of the flames with his hands over his head. The burly man screamed like a monster. Then, he swung the chain and the spiked ball, smashing it into a house.
Two soldiers screamed and ran out of the house. The metal spiked ball crashed into the house like a meteor. When the wall collapsed, more than half of the house was smashed. Blood continuously flowed out from the gaps in the thick armor. He was obviously injured, and his injuries were not light. However, he beat his chest excitedly and roared. Then, he pulled back the spiked ball, intending to carry out the next round of attacks.
If he was allowed to continue, the town's defensive line would definitely be smashed by him.
Just as Jean was about to make a move, a figure suddenly flashed towards the burly man. The silver fragments on the man's head danced like a ball of azure flames under the night sky. Jean knew that it was Allen, a surprisingly young second lieutenant.
When the burly man saw that someone had jumped down from above, he was not afraid. Instead, he excitedly threw out an iron chain spike ball and smashed it towards Allen. The twisted face under the helmet was deeply imprinted in Allen's eyes. Then, this face was covered by flames, and Qianjun suddenly spat out flames. Allen slashed down with his saber, drawing a brilliant flaming moon in midair.
Dang! Amidst the deafening sound of the collision, the thorn ball was split apart by Qianjun's saber. The Flaming Moon was no longer obstructed and pressed down from midair. It was as if it filled the heavens and earth, occupying the entire field of vision of the burly man! The heavy saber slashed to the end, tearing a clear trajectory from head to leg on the burly man's body. The burly man didn't seem to have reacted. Then, his helmet and chest armor split open in the middle. A large amount of blood mist sprayed out from the crack and wrapped around the rising flames.
He was still standing on the ground, turning into a fireball, but there were no screams. This scene was very strange. Although there were many people present, only Jean could tell that the burly man was already dead when Allen slashed down with his saber. The flames after that only ignited the corpse.
Allen had already pounced to the other side of the defensive line.
The heavy saber turned into a blade of vengeance, shuttling through the line of fire and explosions, continuously killing the predators that rushed forward. More and more blood appeared on the blade, and even Allen's face was stained with blood. He did not wipe the blood off his face, but his eyes became redder and redder. The resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years burst out unreservedly at this moment. Allen could even hear someone roaring in his ears. It was his hatred and anger, resonating with Sodom's aura.
As a result, the glittering red at the edge of Qianjun's blade gradually intensified. Wherever the heavy saber went, it would definitely leave behind a faint dark red blood color in the air. The blade that clearly didn't have a sharp edge easily tore apart the human body and the motorcycle like a piece of paper. After Allen charged forward for a while, the smell of blood at the defensive line became more than ten times stronger!
"Damn it, I knew this brat was a pervert." After retracting his mask, the cowboy gasped for breath, his eyes still filled with the scene of Allen brandishing his saber and killing. He felt a wave of lingering fear. If he hadn't advised his comrades not to push their luck, he and Fatty wouldn't have been enough for him to sacrifice his saber to play with.
Allen's charging figure naturally inspired the hearts of the border guards of Graybridge Town, but it also attracted the attention of the predators. After the cannon was replaced with a new ammunition box, the gunner laughed wildly and aimed the muzzle at Allen. When Allen brandished his saber, the invisible saber Qi would bounce off the bullets fired by ordinary machine guns. However, he was powerless against the metal storm formed by the large-caliber ammunition of the cannon. When he saw the cannon turn towards him, he cut down another person. He suddenly retreated and moved sideways like lightning. A flaming whip plowed through the ground, sweeping past where he had just been and smashing into the house behind him, shattering one of the load-bearing walls of the house!
Under the suppression of the cannon's firepower, he could only retreat and disappear from the gunner's field of vision. The gunner was helpless and could only use the cannon to greet other places.
"Damn, the firepower is too fierce. Captain, we can't hold on any longer."
Fatty bit a cigarette and cursed, "If I had known earlier, I would have brought my rocket launcher over. I would have just finished that thing with one shot."
Jean shook his head and said, "Who would have thought that we would run into a predator?"
"Why don't we run?" Fatty suggested.
Anger flashed across Jean's face as he scolded, "Bastard, how can a soldier abandon a civilian and flee!"
He added, "I'll go take care of their firepower."
"I'll go." The wind suddenly blew, and Allen jumped down from the high wall and jumped to their side. He wiped the blood off his face. After a while of killing, more than half of his hatred was vented, causing Allen's mind to become much clearer. Hearing Jean's words again, he had a good impression of this officer from the Gate of Freedom.
He immediately took over the heavy responsibility of removing the firepower and said to Jean, "The command here still needs you. You stay here."
After saying that, he was about to leave without any hesitation. Jean called out to him, took a few grenades from Fatty's body, and stuffed them all into Allen's hands. He said solemnly, "Be careful."
Allen nodded and didn't stand on ceremony. He took the grenade and rushed to the other side.
He swept out from the left side of the town, circled around, and ran towards the predators' position. The gunner didn't find his trace and was still laughing as he fired. He suddenly heard an explosion, but it was Allen who threw a grenade, blowing up a few people beside the firing position. The predators discovered Allen and split up to stop him. Allen sneered and threw a grenade as he ran, causing the predator's motorcycle Knight to cry out bitterly.
A whip of fire swept over, but the gunner turned the muzzle and fired at Allen. Allen dodged and rolled. He then bounced up from the ground, holding the last grenade in his hand. He locked onto the position of the cannon and threw it out forcefully. The gunner screamed and jumped out of the car. The off-road vehicle and the cannon behind him were instantly engulfed by the flames of the explosion. The gunner's back was badly mutilated, and when he fell to the ground, he was already unconscious.
After removing the firepower, the pressure on the town's defensive line was greatly reduced, and Allen heaved a sigh of relief. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and he was alarmed. He spun his feet and moved a few inches to the side. At this moment, a streak of black lightning passed through the curtain of fire and brushed past Allen's face. It stabbed into the ground, the end swaying unsteadily, but it was a black iron spear.
Just as he dodged this sneak attack, the wind blew again. Allen turned his head to the side and saw a blur in front of him. Someone fiercely crashed into him. He swung his heavy saber forward, and the man collided with Qianjun with a loud sound. A huge force attacked along the saber, and Allen was sent flying involuntarily. Retreating his gaze, he saw that it was a man who was also wearing thick armor. He smiled sinisterly as he pulled out the spear on the ground. Origin Energy light patterns appeared on his body, and a large amount of scarlet light rose from behind his shoulders, floating like a banner.
The man shouted loudly and rushed over with his gun. A spear transformed into hundreds of spear shadows. Every time a spear shot out, a thin streak of scarlet light would shoot out from the tip of the spear. It was an extremely penetrating Origin Energy jet. Allen dragged his saber forward. The heavy saber's momentum was dense and dignified, and it attacked like a sea overturning mountains. It was actually an attack against an attack. Heavy sabers and spears clashed repeatedly, and the explosive sounds of Origin Energy colliding rang out continuously on the wasteland outside the town.
Retracting his gaze from Allen, Jean secretly rejoiced that Graybridge Town had an extra Allen today. Judging from the movements of the predator expert, he was undoubtedly an expert in close combat. Jean himself was a Level 15 warrior, but he wasn't good at this kind of close combat. On the other hand, Allen's heavy saber momentum was continuous, slapping his opponent like a raging sea. As long as the opponent's spear momentum tore open a gap, Allen's saber wave would definitely rush in and settle the battle with a single saber.
With an expert like Allen around, Jean's confidence in defending Graybridge Town had greatly increased. At this moment, gunshots rang out from the east side of the battlefield. Under the night sky, a team entered the battlefield from the east. When the predators were attacked on both sides, Jean was shocked. He couldn't figure out where that team came from.
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