Chapter 390: The Debut of the Explosive Magic Group

A special forces unit jumped off a large number of armored vehicles.

Each of them carried an RPG rocket launcher on their shoulders and fired a volley at the position of the shadow soldiers.

The Shadow Soldiers were forced to retreat behind cover.

Just as Neville was about to charge again.

An RPG rocket exploded near him, and the shock wave of the explosion knocked him heavily to the ground.

He got up quickly, his ears ringing.

Fortunately, he had energy surrounding his body, otherwise this attack might have made him lose his combat effectiveness.

Neville at this moment fully embodies the qualities of Gryffindor.

Just reckless.

Without hesitation, he continued to charge towards the RPG team two thousand feet away.

Tom and Jerry happened to be near Neville and saw his situation.

"We must support Neville and destroy that RPG team!"

Tom shouted, quickly changing the magazine and signaling Jerry to prepare the grenade.

"Grenade ready!"

Jerry responded, pulling out the fuse of the grenade in his hand.

They rushed out of the bunker right after Neville, using magic submachine guns and grenades to clear the United Army soldiers on both sides of Neville.

The Allied Forces also launched a charge, and their numerical advantage gradually became apparent.

Although submachine gun bullets cannot penetrate the Shadow Warriors' combat uniforms, the impact force they carry is enough to stop the soldiers' advance.

Tom and Jerry kept shooting, but the waves of enemies seemed never-ending.

At this critical moment, Neville rushed into the enemy camp again.

His greatsword was like the god of death's scythe, taking away several lives with every swing.

"Tom, cover me!" Jerry shouted.

He saw that Neville was within three hundred feet of the RPG team, but was surrounded by the enemy infantry.

As long as someone can lend a helping hand to Neville, he can definitely deal with that RPG team.

So Jerry decided to take a risk and keep getting closer. Only in this way could the magic grenade play its maximum effect.

However, Tom did not respond, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

Jerry was stunned when he found that Tom had rushed away from him.

Tom used all his strength to withstand the impact of the United Nations Army's bullets, running forward madly, throwing grenades in his hands to both sides.

At this moment, a grenade exploded almost close to Jerry's body.

He felt a sharp pain and his body fell to the side involuntarily.

"No!" Tom's heart was like being hit by a sledgehammer. He shot wildly and rushed towards Jerry desperately.

But soon they were surrounded.

In the smoke of war, Tom and Jerry stood back to back, surrounded by layers of Union soldiers.

Their physical fitness was not as good as Neville's, and the impact of the bullets was difficult for them to resist.

They didn't even have a chance to fight back and could only keep dodging and waiting for the opportunity.

Neville also noticed the danger of his comrades.

He gave up the idea of ​​attacking the RPG team and turned back to support Tom and Jerry.

His sword flashed like lightning, cutting down the enemies who tried to approach them one by one.

On the battlefield, the three of them were like lone wolves, facing groups of enemies.

Every breath carries with it the threat of death.

Gradually, Neville began to feel a little overwhelmed.

His greatsword swung slower and slower.

He has only been exposed to Qi for a short time.

Although magic power can convert some energy, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to his current consumption.

At this moment, he had given up using Chi to protect himself and only hoped to swing the Sword of Gryffindor a few more times and kill a few more enemies.

In order to disperse the firepower of the coalition forces, Tom and Jerry were forced to separate and fight on their own.

They didn't even have the chance to take out the suppressing potion and could only flee in a panic, looking for a glimmer of hope for survival.

At this moment, a group of rabbits and frigate birds were transformed from clay.

They suddenly appeared like ghosts on the smoke-filled battlefield.

These clay rabbits look quite similar to ordinary domestic rabbits.

But their hind legs are extremely well developed and strong.

Each jump could easily cover a distance of more than ten feet.

Their agile bodies shuttled through the hail of bullets.

They headed straight for the overclocked electromagnetic wave carrier that was heavily guarded at an astonishing speed.

The frigatebirds, on the other hand, have streamlined bodies and long, narrow wings with wide wingspans and superb flying skills.

They flipped in the air like performing acrobatics, quickly approaching the overclocked electromagnetic wave carrier hovering at low altitude.

These two types of clay organisms were carefully selected by scientists from District 13.

They have many advantages such as speed, compactness, and easy transformation, making them ideal battlefield raid units.

Their appearance indicates that the warriors of the Explosive Magic Corps have arrived at the battlefield.

This is their first appearance on the battlefield, and the actual combat effectiveness of these clay creatures will be verified.

The soldiers on the battlefield, whether they were shadow soldiers or coalition soldiers, quickly noticed this sudden change.

The shadow soldiers recognized at a glance that this was an animal transformed by magic.

Although they did not know the specific uses of these animals, there must be strategic significance in sending them to the battlefield at this critical moment.

So the shadow soldiers began to take the initiative to attack and clear the obstacles in the way for these clay rabbits.

Make sure they can get close to their target smoothly.

The soldiers of the United Army also realized this.

They quickly adjusted their tactics and launched a fierce attack on the clay rabbits.

However, the high speed of the frigatebirds in the sky made it almost impossible for the coalition's anti-aircraft firepower to intercept them successfully.

While these clay creatures are not afraid of death, they are not indestructible.

Under the fierce artillery fire of the Allied Forces, many rabbits were hit and turned into pools of mud.

However, even in this situation, about one-third of the creatures still successfully broke through the coalition forces' firepower network and reached the target location.

At this moment, three warriors from the Explosion Magic Corps, wearing special metal helmets, shouted in unison.

"Explosion is art!"

As the words fell, the rabbits and frigatebirds that had been attached to the carrier vehicles and carrier planes exploded at the same time.

The explosion was powerful, with flames shooting into the sky and smoke filling the air.

The overclocked electromagnetic wave carrier and carrier aircraft were instantly turned into scrap metal.

Although the explosion did not destroy all the overclocked electromagnetic wave-carrying weapons on the battlefield.

But the position where the soldiers of the Seventh Regiment were located had been cleared.

They regained the ability to use magic.

But just before the balance of victory tipped towards them.

Jerry's strength gradually depleted and his movement speed became noticeably slower.

Just as he tried to get closer to Tom, a sniper bullet tore through the air, pierced through his already overwhelmed combat uniform, and penetrated his calf.

The severe pain made Jerry scream uncontrollably, and his body fell to the ground involuntarily.