Chapter 1130: Take turns

The other demon soldiers hiding in this building, after losing a few hapless comrades by the window, no longer dared to lie down at the window to watch the excitement.

They still don't know how those terrible enemies slaughtered so skillfully in the dark night.

But now these demon soldiers have realized that this **** night will kill many of them!

These demon soldiers, who were still in shock, heard the fierce gunfire sounded from the first floor under their feet before they had time to discuss countermeasures.

These gunshots seemed to be covered by something, and seemed depressing and dull in the dark night. They don’t know about high-tech things like silencers, and naturally they don’t know that there is a **** invention like night vision!

However, they could still hear the different gunfire, and they could still hear the desperate cry of their companions.

"Keep the gate! Damn! Where's the torch?" This was the desperate cry of the demon officer on the first floor.

After the shouting sounded, the dense gunfire sounded abruptly. Then the demon officer moaned dullly, and drifted to the second floor with the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

"Ah!" a demon screamed and fell to the ground after being shot. Then there was another fierce gunshot.

In the dark, the crisp gunshot of Mauser 98K was exceptionally different. It was a demon soldier who was so nervous that he fired a shot at the stairs in the dark.

The entire first floor is now in chaos, and the people upstairs still don't know what happened to the people below.

They don't know how sinister the situation they are facing right now, and of course they don't know, at this moment more deadly weapons have begun to target them.

In the dark night sky, two black shadows flashed past the moon like white jade. The two armed helicopters have aimed at the target, and the cannons mounted on their noses have been energized and started to rotate.

"Om... Suddenly!" The dense machine gun sounded abruptly, and the densely packed bullets easily penetrated the walls of the building, setting off a **** storm on the second floor of the entire building.

"The target on the second floor has been suppressed!" The pilot observed the second floor, which had been almost completely silent through the low-light night vision device, and reported to the ground attacking force: "The infrared night vision device is being switched..."

"Strike! Strike!" A heavy armored grenadier from the Ailan Hill Empire heard the announcement from the helicopter and threw a shock bomb against the stairs. While throwing out the grenade, he loudly reminded all his companions: "Blast bomb!"

At the same time as it was thrown out, all the Ailan Hill heavy armored grenadiers retracted their bodies. Then, on the stairs on the second floor, a huge light accompanied by a huge explosion destroyed the guard's perception of the demon near the stairs.

They all heard a huge explosion, and at the same time their eyes were ruined by the dazzling flash. They felt dizzy and dizzy, and everything in front of them was blurred. As if being smashed to the head by a sledgehammer, even raising his hands became a very laborious task.

"Grenade team! Start attacking!" Knowing that the explosive bomb had already taken effect, the commander of the Alanhill heavy-armored grenadier waved his hand at the soldiers behind him, and two soldiers carrying grenade launchers rushed forward. Up the stairs.

"Bang! Bang!" They pointed at the bewildered demons and pulled the trigger. Then two huge explosions, with countless fragments, swept through the demon soldiers who could not find the north.

The Ailanhill heavy-armored grenadiers with assault rifles rushed to the second floor, which was almost the same as the ruins, where they had been baptized by the helicopter's machine guns and had long been in a mess.

There are demon corpses everywhere, and the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire are not careless. They fired at every demon lying on the ground. This habit of replenishing their guns is an experience they have summed up in countless battles.

A demon who had been shot and fell and was moaning on the ground raised his head and saw a black hole pointed at his head.

He opened his mouth, exposing the messy brown teeth inside, and let out a roar like a beast. Then, a bullet ended his life and pierced his head.

"Tutu! Tutu!" In the entire building, there were still gunshots one after another, but these gunfires soon subsided.

Another building was occupied by humans, and the demons in another building were completely wiped out.

Further away, the missiles and rockets launched by helicopters destroyed one building after another. The explosion in the distance lit up the sky, and the sound of the devil's horn kept whimpering in the darkness.

When the human offensive stopped at midnight, the entire frontline demon force had completely collapsed. They fought with the demon servants for a day, and were caught off guard by a night attack by humans.

After they stabilized their line of defense, the familiar, desperate sound of gunfire began again.

One after another large caliber howitzer fired shells fell on the defense zone where they were stationed. Those annoying, insidious and terrifying human night offensive forces had already retreated at this time, leaving only the demons who were still confused about the situation. The garrison, alone, was subjected to a fatal shelling.

When the sky gradually lit up, I had a rest for most of the night. Although I was also noisy for a long time by the sound of artillery, the Demon Servants of the Ailan Hill Empire, who had already been rested, began to beat the annoying drums of war again.

The demon phalanx in neat armor began to advance again. The almost non-stop fighting made the demon defenders stationed in Witthorance exhausted.

The humans who attacked at night had no plans to occupy those positions. After attacking the demon's viable power, they retreated silently.

The demon garrison who hurriedly counterattack encountered no resistance at all and regained the position occupied by the human night assault troops. In these positions, the demon defenders who fought back only found the corpses of countless friendly forces.

As a result, these unsteady counterattack forces must face the continued attack of the demon servants waiting to work at dawn.

These demons who were loyal to the origin of magic had not had time to build their own defensive positions, and before clearing the bodies of their companions, they hurriedly picked up their weapons and fought with different demons.

Then, the result can be imagined. They were chaotic and mercilessly killed in various places. Within a few hours, the corpses of those demon soldiers who died in the night were covered with a layer of fresh corpses.