Red Blood Dragon Knight

"Enemy attack~!" After a second, the sentry yelled hoarsely. At the same time, he took up his rifle and fired randomly at the gray humanoid shadow not far away. .

The shouts full of urgency and the sudden sound awakened all the soldiers in the camp.

In an unfamiliar area, the soldiers of this group of Marines sleep with one eye open and all their rifles in their arms. Maintain a state of combat readiness.

At this moment, when they heard the sound of fighting, they immediately woke up, lifted the blankets and jumped up, rushing out of the tent in just a few seconds.

Some officers rushed out before they even had time to put on clothes.

They all have taken military courses, and they all know that the moment before the enemy attack is the most critical moment. Once the enemy has broken through the line of defense and caused chaos in the camp, what awaits them is bound to be a unilateral bloody~!

At this time, there was a dull sound of a "bang", the sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and the mortar set in the center of the camp fired a flare into the sky in time.

It crossed a line of fire in the sky, and then with a bang, the small parachute above it suddenly opened.

The projectile hung under the parachute suddenly burned violently, emitting a dazzling white light, illuminating the camp as the day.

Seeing the situation outside the defense line, the Marines hiding behind the sandbags couldn't help holding their breath.

I saw a group of gray-white humanoid creatures surrounding the camp from three sides, all of them holding weapons of different lengths.

The front line was only tens of meters away from this temporary camp-at this time, they were obviously not here as a guest.

Adhering to the excellent tradition of the security forces of "fire first and then ask questions", the soldiers of the Marine Corps did not hesitate to raise their guns and shoot.

Seeing that the concealed sneak attack has been exposed, the gray and white strange people screamed like animals, and rushed to the camp.

The soldiers raised their guns and slammed them desperately.

Amid the messy gunfire, some gray-white weird people fell to the ground without stopping, but more people came up from behind.

At this moment, the sound of the machine gun "DaDaDaDa" also rang.

The tracer drew a dark red trajectory in the night sky, looking from a distance, it seemed like a flaming meteor.

In the dense and loud gunfire, the gray weird people fell to the ground like straws that had been cut down, interrupting their charge for a few seconds, but then they screamed and charged up again. Threw javelins into the camp one after another.

The flares were shot into the sky one after another, and the distance of hundreds of meters around the camp was as bright as daylight.

At this time everyone discovered that more gray-white human figures were hidden there, densely packed, with no fewer than hundreds of them.

The young guys in the Marine Corps frightened their gun hands. If so many people were rushed in by them, they would be one-sided.

The soldiers are still wondering about this. They don't know where these guys jumped out. During the day, they obviously didn't even find a living creature.

Could it be that they did not jump out of the ground?

"Fire, fire, don't let them come close~!" The officer yelled, and quickly pulled the trigger of the revolver.

Amid his roar, the soldiers reacted and fired more fiercely than before.

The machine guns arranged behind the sandbags played an important role. The bullets they fired blocked the enemy from dozens of meters away.

But these weird people still uttered "wow" like monkeys, and wave after wave rushed into the Marine Corps defense line.

In the darkness, a javelin tore through the air and made a "swish" sound, like raindrops falling into the Marine Corps camp.

I didn't know that the unlucky ghost was shot by a javelin, and the loud screams stimulated the tight nerves of the soldiers. Frightened, they curled up as much as possible to prevent themselves from being shot by the javelin that fell from the sky.

At this time, there was a whistling sound that was characteristic of the war fortress dive—a few minutes after the battle, air support arrived in time.

Immediately afterwards, an incendiary bomb exploded in the north of the camp, and the red flames immediately rose into the sky, forming a fire wall tens of meters long in the north of the camp.

Near the wall of fire, you can vaguely see dozens of human-shaped torches jumping and running. There were screams and screams, but after a few more seconds, they all fell to the ground, motionless.

The violent flames obviously frightened the mysterious people besieging the camp. Their offensive stalled immediately.

At this time, a few flashes appeared in the sea behind the camp, and the sound of artillery came after a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, several artillery shells roared and exploded hundreds of meters around the camp-the battleship on the sea also began to fire.

Immediately, there was continuous artillery fire.

In this dark night, the light of each explosion was very clear, and the falling shells formed a semicircular ring of fire around the camp, turning the land around the artillery into a hell.

Because they were afraid of accidentally injuring their own people, the shells hit one or two hundred meters away from the camp.

In the flames of the explosion, the human body was faintly visible. They are fluttering in the sky like rag dolls.

The mysterious man besieging the Marine Corps camp seemed to be stunned by the artillery fire, and the rest of the people immediately sank into the darkness. Although the Marine Corps soldiers could not see it, they could hear their panic and fearful shouts.

And the direction of the sound was getting farther and farther, obviously the enemy had escaped, and no javelin flew into the camp again.

The officer waved his arms and shouted: "Casefire, ceasefire~!"

The soldiers who were excited by the crazy secretion of adrenaline slowly stopped shooting.

The soldier who repelled the enemy's attack triumphantly yelled into the darkness, "Remember to knock on the door next time."

"Don't forget to bring your wife and sister."

The soldiers burst into vulgar laughter.

The battleship also ceased fire soon, and several war fortresses kept hovering in the air, dropping flares one after another, tracking down the mysterious gray and white weird that escaped.

"Check the weapons and count the ammunition."

"Doctor, doctor, we have wounded."

"..."

The young priest spent his most lively night in 22 years. When the enemy came up, he kept casting the Holy Light spells to illuminate the soldiers and instruct the targets, and when the gunfire stopped, he immediately Dedicated to rescue the wounded.

A few unlucky ghosts were shot in the shoulder by a javelin, not all of them were seriously injured.

But there was an arrow in the knee of a soldier, and it seemed that he could only return to his hometown to be a guard in the future. There was also a lucky guy with blood on his head, and everyone who frightened everyone thought he was going to die. But after the pastor inspected it, he found that the dog had only a skin injury.

Sacred art is not bad in treating trauma caused by weapons and hemostasis. Although it cannot be restored to the original state, it can heal wounds after the treatment of holy art, so that people will not lose too much blood or wound infection. braid.

Moreover, this young priest from Vatican also knows some first aid and herbal medicine. In fact, the priests know a little bit about medicine.

After busying until twilight, when the wounded were basically treated, the young priest took a long breath and looked at the busy Marine soldiers before him.

After such a tossing, no one dared to sleep anymore, they just opened their eyes wide and survived the whole night.

At this time, the feeling of tiredness hit like a tide, and the pastor felt tired, hungry, thirsty, and cold.

The cold wind at dawn made him shiver. At this moment, he missed his small room in Vantino, at least there was a soft and warm bed, there was no javelin flying suddenly, and it would not shake.

At this time, an opened can and a kettle miraculously appeared in front of the priest. He raised his head in surprise and saw the Marine Corps officer who commanded the battle at night holding these two things in front of him.

The Marine Corps officer placed the can and the kettle in front of him, extended his hand enthusiastically, and introduced himself: "Menagen, Bello, the commander of the Second Battalion of the Third Marine Corps."

"George, Lorenzo, a little chief priest from Vantino. Nice to meet you, Major." As the priest said, he was about to stretch out his hand, and then he realized that he was busy treating the wounded. , His hands are already stained with blood. He couldn't help but pause.

But the major smiled heartily, then took the initiative to squeeze his hand, shook it vigorously, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your efforts last night, priest, you know that few priests are willing to come. On the front line, if you don’t help them in time, I don’t know how many of them can last until dawn and we can transfer them to the enterprise account."

Lorenzo was a little embarrassed: the wounds of the wounded soldiers were not too serious, and last night he treated war wounds for the first time, and he was very unskilled in business. Therefore, he did not toss the poor puppies.

He thought for a while, and wisely didn't say that he was actually the priest on the ship of the Sailfish. Instead, he changed the subject and said: "Who attacked us last night?"

Major Bello stretched his hands and said, "I don't know, they seem to have suddenly popped out of the ground. We are going to check it out. Do you want to take a look together?"

"Good~!" The curious Pastor Lorenzo also became interested, and followed Major Bello and a group of soldiers out of the camp happily and walked into the middle of the corpses on the floor.

In order to avoid accidents, the Marines did not leave the camp at night, but waited until dawn, until more soldiers landed, the war fortress hovered overhead, and everything was prepared before they stepped out of the camp.

Lorenzo followed the soldiers carefully out of the camp.

Although the opponent is using cold weapons, their quasi-heads are very good. Look at the sandbags and the hedgehog-like javelins on the tent.

What caught your eye was the broken bodies and limbs all over the floor, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood and fireworks. Few bodies are intact.

At close range, the power of machine gun bullets is terrible. It can easily break people's hands and feet, or open a big bowl of Lanzhou ramen blood hole in the stomach.

Lorenzo had never seen such a scene before, and there was a tumbling in his stomach. He suppressed this feeling forcibly and walked into the corpses all over the floor.

Then I was surprised to find that these people had only a few animal skins, and the bare skins were covered with white paint, which made them look gray-white at night. If you don’t look closely, they look like walking skeletons. .

They have a very strange appearance, rough and dark skin, pointed heads, narrow heads and broad cheeks, dark red and thick lips, and bulging eyes like dead fish.

And on the lips, nose, and earlobes, they were all wearing bone sticks, thick feet with finger width, and there were black bulging spots on the face, which were obviously artificial.

"Head, come and see this." A soldier picked up a javelin from the ground and handed it to Major Belo.

Lorenzo leaned over and took a look, and saw that its spear head was actually made of black stone, and the edges were also very sharp, but it was far from steel.

Others picked up an axe from the ground, which was also made of stone, and a sharp black piece of stone was tied to the wooden handle. Its crude appearance made the people around laugh.

Major Bello cursed and said: "Damn, this is a bunch of wild people~!"

They were attacked by a group of savages last night, and they almost broke through the line of defense. If this spreads, he will be laughed at with his fellow Marines for a lifetime.

And Lorenzo felt that he was eye-opening. He didn't expect that in this desolate place, there were still a group of primitive people, and then his volunteer mission as a priest was burning.

Bringing these uncivilized savages into the civilized world, into the embrace of the **** of light, what a credit. Maybe it will be promoted to bishop, archbishop, or even cardinal because of merit...

Just when he wanted to get into trouble, someone in the distance shouted loudly; "Head, you better come and see this."

Everyone hurried to the front and found a special corpse lying on the ground.

Unlike other savages, he had a mask tied to his head and a weird wooden staff in his hand. There were a few small skulls and strange black bones tied to the head of the staff. Obviously, he should be a priest or a leader.

Major Bello muttered dissatisfiedly: "What the **** is this?"

At this time, Pastor Lorenzo's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Dark breath, this guy is a dark mage~!"

The soldiers immediately retreated a few steps in fright, hiding away from him.

Major Bello looked serious and terrible, staring at the young priest, gritted his teeth and said: "Are you sure?"

Lorenzo pulled him away a bit, then raised his staff, groaning "purification" softly.

Immediately, a creamy white light rained down on the corpse, and gray-white smoke appeared on the surface of the corpse, emitting an unbearable stench.

Lorenzo stepped back a few steps to avoid the gray smoke, then put down his staff, then nodded, and solemnly said: "Yes, I'm sure."

Major Bello turned his head and stared at his staff, yelling angrily: "Report to the headquarters, we may have found that ghost place."

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Lord Lorraine dangling a cigar, sitting under the umbrella with his legs folded, glanced at the fishing rod under his feet from time to time, and then his eyes were hooked, and he was stunned for a while-I could see that Sir Alex's mind was not on the fishing rod. .

"Why do these old guys like to fish?" Lorraine muttered in his heart, and looked at President Brad next to him.

The president really enjoys fishing. He wears a straw hat on his head and is dressed in a dark brown civilian costume. He looks like a retired old man.

He stared at his float, humming an unknown tune in a low voice.

Today's rare Congress adjournment said that President Brad, who has temporarily lost his opponent, suddenly became interested and insisted on pulling his daughter and son-in-law to go fishing in the lake outside Akkadrin.

Lord Lorraine didn't plan to go, and the news from the northern waters made Lord Ferguson look forward to.

Although Saint Paul assured Lorraine that after this blow, the undead high priest does not want to recover for hundreds of years, but no one can guarantee that this old monster who has lived longer than the Holy See of Light will not What are the hidden means.

Lord Lorraine has ordered the coalition forces to be on high alert and ready to set off at any time. This is really not a good time for fishing.

However, Fiona believed that this was an extremely rare opportunity to deepen the relationship between her husband and son-in-law. Therefore, he and Lorraine had a hard time soaking up for a while, and the forced Sir Alex could only raise his hand to surrender.

At this time, Fiona was bustling around like a butterfly, carefully serving the two of them with tea and water, and cigarettes, and even took out her handkerchief, and thoughtfully helped Sir Alex to wipe his sweat. I have to work hard to be a good daughter and a good girlfriend.

President Brad's fish drifted, and Fiona watched by the side and shouted happily at the moment: "You got the bait, you got the bait, come on."

Excited like a little girl.

President Brad lifted the fishing rod and drew the fish out of the water. The fish with its wagging tail flew around in the air and fell onto the grass with a snap.

An attendant untied the fish from the hook and weighed it, and then announced loudly, "It weighs two pounds."

President Brad looked at Lorraine with a defiant smile. He finally surpassed the hateful Lorraine, then put on the bait again and went down.

When the buoy fell into the water and stopped moving, he suddenly sighed quietly, as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "That old fellow Belendi is complaining to me again."

Lord Lorraine rolled his eyes anger, and said in his heart: I knew that this old guy called himself nothing good.

President Brad didn't seem to see Sir Alex Ferguson's face, and said to himself: "He has been complaining about the lack of troops. Hell, he has been around the border for more than a month, and he is still a thousand miles away from Raybourg."

Lorraine knew it was President Brad's suggestion, borrowing troops from himself.

Berendi’s battle report has been read by himself. In fact, he said from beginning to end: I want soldiers, I want cannons, I want war fortresses, and I won’t leave unless you give it to me.

It smells like rolling.

Lord Lorraine could only curse "Old Fox" on this.

Berendi knew very well that the Thunderbolt had already mobilized all the people. He put an oversized pocket and waited for him to jump, but this shrewd grandfather would not be fooled. He stepped into this quagmire and he was using it. A rogue way to ensure that you do not fail.

Lord Lorraine sighed that this Semitic also had talents, but in the depressing environment before, they could only choose mediocrity.

Fiona frequently winked at Sir Alex Ferguson behind President Brad ~www.readwn.com~ compared to a little animal with her mouth, suggesting that Lorraine must not speak.

President Brad found that his tragic offensive was unsuccessful, and he felt very shameless. The atmosphere became awkward for a while.

At this time, a staff officer of the coalition army walked over quickly and handed Lord Lorraine a note.

Lorraine took a look, sat up all of a sudden, and whispered, "Are you sure?"

The staff nodded and whispered: "Confirmed, the Holy See has sent three big red robes, even if it weren't for it, we are close."

Lord Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself: "Have you finally found it?"

President Brad looked at Lorraine strangely and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lorraine said calmly: "We found traces of the Dark Mage in the northern waters. We may have found the Island of the Undead."

President Brad was stunned, his mouth moved, but he didn't know what to say.

Lorraine forcefully grasped the note in his hand, looked at President Brad, and said: "The thunder flash war must end within a month."

President Brad nodded slowly with a solemn expression. Compared with the Thunder Flash, it is more important to completely solve the undead high priest and the undead, saying: "Okay..."

Following a flash of light in his mind, he hurriedly added, saying: "We need artillery."

"can."

"There are also war fortresses."

"it is good."

"and also……"

"Hey, it's almost done." (To be continued.)