Chapter 1323: Suddenly so quiet

"Suddenly!" Harold held up his assault rifle, pointed it at the white swordsman who was evasive in the distance, and pulled the trigger.

A row of bullets shot out, and immediately enveloped the opponent. The opponent's long sword that protects the body flexibly blocked left and right, and flew most of the bullets.

A bullet passed through the flying sword, but it didn't hit the swordsman. It wiped the opponent's scalp and flew directly into the distance.

In Harrod's view, the opponent is as difficult as an armored vehicle, but the anti-tank missile will also be detonated in advance by the guy's flying sword. He has just tried to launch a missile.

Fortunately, the swordsman in white who had fallen into the gun line in all directions had only the power to parry, and there was no more power to fight back.

The opponent's terrifying flying sword, which seemed to be a missile, could only be used for defense, and it was too late to take time to attack.

If this white-clothed swordsman had some more combat experience and found a shallow pit to lie down on the ground, and then command a flying sword attack, it might be more difficult.

It's a pity that, for some reason, the other party didn't lie down, but blatantly dressed in white, exposed to almost all the firepower.

Handsome? Harold didn't know what to say, he could only change a window, raised his weapon, and continued to pour his ammunition at the target.

"Suddenly!" It was another short shot, and the bullet was once again blocked by that nasty flying sword.

However, this time the swordsman in white was not so lucky. His flying sword helped him block most of the attacks, but bullets still passed through the almost airtight line of defense.

One bullet was blocked by the spiritual energy body, and the other bullet directly hit the white-clothed swordsman's abdomen, causing his body to slow down suddenly.

After all, this is a 10mm caliber ammunition, and it is naturally very powerful to stop its effect. The white-clothed swordsman who was hit staggered, clutched his abdomen and knelt on one knee and stopped moving forward.

The white swordsman suddenly looked in the direction of Harrod, and the flying sword surrounding him suddenly rushed towards Harrod with a thunderous force.

Harrod's power armor reacted immediately, and the whole person moved his position at an extremely fast speed.

The flying sword smashed through the outer wall of the house where Harrod was hiding, and directly inserted into the ground in the house, and there was no more movement.

And outside the house, the swordsman in white who was kneeling on one knee had also been shot into a sieve by bullets from other parties.

"It's really difficult!" Harold looked at the dust that had not yet dispersed, and the flying sword not far from him, snorted and picked up his assault rifle again. Pulled the trigger towards the distant slope.

There, a few white-clothed swordsmen were approaching, and this time, because of the absence of landmines, their advancing speed was faster.

"You really squeeze us as soft persimmons!" Harrod whispered while strafing. Then he tore a grenade from his chest and threw it forcefully in the direction of the targets.

His arms are mechanical, with exoskeleton support, and the throwing distance and accuracy are very scary. The grenade flew to the target accurately and exploded in the midair close to the target.

The sky full of prefabricated fragments directly enveloped the target, but soon a few white-clothed swordsmen rushed out of the dust of the explosion. Although they looked a little embarrassed, they did not suffer fatal injuries.

However, afterwards, an armed helicopter fired a series of cannon shells at these swordsmen in white.

The tracer bomb hit the ground, arousing a piece of white smoke, and the white-clothed swordsman shrouded in the white smoke became even more embarrassed. Their flying swords can barely stop 10mm bullets, but they can't withstand the ravages of cannons anyway.

This time, only two white-clothed swordsmen rushed out of the white smoke and continued to approach. As for whether the remaining white-clothed swordsmen were dead, no one cared.

Being hit by a 20mm-caliber machine gun, even if he didn't die immediately, it is estimated that he would only be left wailing and waiting for death on the ground.

Harrod watched the two white-clothed swordsmen rush into his defense again, holding down the communicator and commanding: "Stop them with a light weapon! Then use the cloud explosive bomb!"

In all directions of the village, countless gun lines gathered on two white-clothed swordsmen. They could only grit their teeth and control their flying swords to block the bullets that came.

And behind the remaining section of the wall of a collapsed building directly in front of them, a grenadier put his assault rifle back to his chest and picked up a stout bazooka from under his feet.

He plugged a power cord on the rocket launcher into his power armor, the aiming device on the rocket launcher was powered on, the screen turned on, and the self-check data began to refresh.

"Goodbye!" The soldier carried the bazooka on his shoulder, and then pointed the bazooka that had been self-checked at the distant target.

When the launch reminder on his screen was green, he pulled the launch trigger, and a wave of air spurted from the tail of the rocket launcher, blowing away the broken bricks and tiles behind him.

"Cloud Explosive Bomb!" While depressing the button, he loudly reminded all nearby comrades.

And the individual cloud explosive bomb did not rush towards the target in a straight line, but rose suddenly, first climbed rapidly to the sky, and then suddenly turned and dived to the ground.

It dragged a long white smoke and exploded in the sky at the moment when it was about to hit the target.

The sound of the huge explosion made all the rubble on the ground jump, and then the spreading shock wave of the explosion blew all the floating soil on the nearby buildings into the sky.

The whole village shuddered in this terrifying explosion, and all the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire who had been hiding in the ruined walls shrank their necks subconsciously.

Although their ears are protected by active noise-canceling headphones and their bodies are protected by power armor, they still maintain awe of such terrifying weapons.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the entire battlefield seemed to be quiet after such a loud noise. There were no more machine guns, no more grenade or mine explosions.

A piece of broken white clothing fell in the wind, covering it on the hot and hot soil, and then being blown up by the wind and falling to a farther place.

Anyway, everything quieted down strangely, as if the battle here had ended.