Weird invasion?Then I have to kill demons with technology.

Chapter 148 Tenacious Resistance
"Empire of Evil... Dirty, twisted, disgusting... You can put any kind of words on them. They are simply the source and incarnation of darkness, and the number one enemy of the empire!"

————"On the Empire of Evil"

This is the last few strong urban strongholds left on planet 356, and it is also one of the few places where the Red Sons finally rely on to counterattack.

"Old Zheng, have you done it well? If you don't do it well, there will be another accident in our area."

Two crimson storm fighters were raising their heavy-duty bolt guns to sweep across the enemy. While suppressing the enemy's firepower, they asked another technical sergeant who had a few robotic arms behind him as assistants.

Not far from them, a large number of demons and the rebels among them were constantly attacking them. If it weren't for the reliable firepower of the heavy bolter, which could suppress the enemy in time, they would have been overwhelmed by a large group of demons.

"What's the rush? What's the rush? Isn't this under maintenance? The central hub of this piece of turret is broken! This thing is a delicate job, take it slowly!"

The technical sergeant known as Lao Zheng is wearing a special power armor. This special power armor is not only assisted by multiple mechanical arms, but also has a variety of subtle imagers built into the helmet, which is convenient for the technical sergeant to micro Hold.

In fact, the technical sergeant is one of the special arms of the Gochen Warrior Legion. Not only does it have a strong combat force, but each of them is a high-achieving student who has studied in Huangya Star, the core of the empire's industry. The purpose of their coming to the Legion is to equip it. Maintenance and repair, as well as various technical assistance, plus combat assistance.

"Aren't you a high-achieving student from Huangya Star? You are still a high-quality talent. Why do you have to work so hard to build a central hub?"

Another crimson storm warrior couldn't help complaining when he heard it, and when he was complaining, several lasers hit his body and left a few small black spots.

"Impressed!"

The Crimson Son directly took the special grenade from his waist, pulled out the latch and threw it at the enemy. After a few seconds, a huge explosion sounded, and a large group of demons and traitors were blown away.

"How long do you have, the ammunition will be gone in 5 minutes!"

The crimson storm warrior who spoke at the beginning looked at the data displayed on the helmet. The miniature ammunition compartment at the rear was already in a hurry. In addition, the heavy bolter in his hand could not stop for a moment. The enemy was getting closer and closer to them. If things go on like this, the ammunition is gone, and this piece of fort is also gone.

The defensive line will also be opened a huge gap.

The place where they are is a turret on the outskirts of the city. The imperial soldiers manipulating the turret are raising the laser gun in their hands at this moment to help the Crimson Sons below with their insignificant strength.

This piece of turret is equipped with less than 100 scattered imperial soldiers. Their support is really weak, but it is better than nothing. If it weren't for the energy center core of this piece of turret being suddenly blown up by the enemy, the scarlet The sons would not risk going under the fort for repairs.

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

Lao Zheng is also under a lot of pressure now. The robot arms installed on the power armor are almost out of his hands. He is frantically dismantling these blown up parts to update them, and installing the brand new central unit that he carries. After all the circuits were installed, Lao Zheng pressed the red button on the hub.

Ok?
Horse eggs!

After pressing the button, the energy supply of the nearby turret did not recover, as if something went wrong, Lao Chen was upset, and he kicked it sideways.

Boom!
Unexpectedly, after this kick, the entire central unit suddenly started to operate, the energy pipeline also operated normally, the fort was filled with energy again, and the dense vitality formed an intertwined firepower output network, firmly blocking the enemy outside, a large number of Traitors and demons fell face to face like mowed grass, and even their bodies were incomplete.

"This thing really owes a kick."

Old Zheng sighed with emotion, and then picked up a standard bolt submachine gun to cover the two teammates. The three of them fought and retreated, and finally returned to their positions under the restored turret.

Now the few remaining cities on this planet are in jeopardy, it can be said that they are crumbling.

The low-Earth orbit strikes overhead have caused the energy barriers of these cities to be almost overloaded, and the army of demons and hordes of traitors below have begun to replace them. The setbacks they have encountered let them know that human technological weapons are also desirable. where, especially those rebels.

The demons are okay, but the threat posed by those rebels is even more extraordinary.

The weapons considered to be impregnated with the energy of the demon imprint in the space are more powerful and dangerous, and even have the characteristics of activation. All kinds of twisted flesh and blood tissues are wrapped around these weapons. The weapon looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

Even some powerful mechanical creations have been connected into a distorted half-flesh, half-mechanical body under the infection of those profane energies.

It can only be said that even the evil gods in the four-dimensional space know how to keep pace with the times, completely turning technology into their own twisted and blasphemous weapons.

In the center of the city, a gate opened. Three Crimson Sons wearing red power armor pushed open the gate. They were the Red Son trio who had just repaired the turret outside. As soon as they entered the door, they saw their company commander Song Yun. , at this moment he was looking at a map and frowning.

On this map, more than half of the places have been crossed, and only a few places are also covered by a large number of black marks. It is obvious that this is the current war situation.

After the three of them came in, they stood obediently behind the company commander, waiting for the dispatch of the next mission.

"The current situation is really not optimistic. The empire's territory is constantly being lost, and those demons and traitors are pressing on every step of the way. The glory of the empire is slowly dimming."

The political commissar of the company under the Crimson Storm Legion crossed his arms and sighed heavily.

No matter which military organization, military system, or military company of the empire has the role of a political commissar, the political commissar is not only responsible for conveying the will and ideas of the emperor in the army, but also an encourager of the morale of the army.

In a sense, their existence can make the soldiers more stable and at ease. Even the political commissars of many armies usually take the lead in the battle and take the lead in charging.

"I understand what you said, but this situation is very difficult. The enemy's command layer is flying in the sky, but we currently have no way to go up, even if we send our fighter jets and gunboats!"

Song Yun shook his head, and continued: "Even if it's a gang battle, we have no way to implement it. We don't know which warship the enemy is serving as the command ship. We don't understand the system, arrangement, and hierarchy of the enemy fleet."

If the enemy's command layer can be beheaded, then no matter how much loss is paid, it is worthwhile, but the problem now is that there are many enemy warships of the same size, and it is impossible to know which one is their command layer.

"Well, then we can only wait for reinforcements from the empire, but it is very difficult to support the front line now, and we have to be responsible for protecting many people. Fortunately, there are not too many people now, and these cities can still withstand it, but In the long run, it will definitely fall, or we will send..."them" out."

The political commissar hesitated for a moment, then offered a suggestion.

"They can only be played at the last moment. It is still too early for them to appear. They are sleeping fighters, and they should not be awakened early."

(End of this chapter)