Summon skeleton soldiers at the beginning

Chapter 270 Accident
Farrent led Guo Teng forward from the tunnel.

It made Guo Teng wonder if he dreamed of going back to Battlefield 1 and 5.

Soldiers wearing Steel Soldier steam mechas, holding Hunting 2001 rifles, sniped at the demons in the distance.

That's right, sniping.

With one shot, a strange demon must be headshot.

But this kind of attack made Guo Teng frown.

Are there no fire suppression weapons?
Guo Teng remembered that when he asked Jia Moore to customize the machine gun, he said that they could not make machine guns.

Just because it can't be made doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

But in the case of the front line, where did the heavy machine guns with a caliber exceeding 30mm go?
"Bombardment, lie down!"

All the steel soldiers instantly retracted into the infantry pit and put their shields on their heads.

Only Guo Teng, who was poking his head and protected by a half body of bones, was left.

Still observing the frontline battlefield.

After 2 seconds.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Continuous shells covered the battlefield in front of them.

The flames rise.

The broken sand and gravel flew around at super speed.

The large piece of gravel that flew over was blocked by the half body of the bone.

Guo Teng continued to observe the situation on the battlefield.

The smoke from the explosion was quickly blown in the direction of the demon by the spell used by the caster.

Guo Teng originally thought that under the attack of this tactic, the battlefield would be quickly vacated.

There should be very few demons left.

Who knows how many demons have not disappeared.

The shells just now caused less than 20% of the deaths of the demons on the battlefield.

Although most demons have broken limbs and arms at this time.

But they picked up the carcass at their feet and began to gulp it down.

Remnants and severed arms grew rapidly.

Then continue to charge forward.

There was a piercing roar in his mouth, and he was headshot by the steel soldiers with hunting rifles during the charge.

The remaining brigade pressed against the melee steel soldiers blocked in front of the steel soldier "sniper".

The battlefield is bloody again.

"Follow me, sir."

Farrent yelled at Guo Teng, who was looking out of the trench with his head stuck out.

But at this time, her attitude improved slightly, not as indifferent and hostile as before.

Guo Teng ran two quick steps and followed Farrent.

What he observed just now made Guo Teng frown.

Firearms are too ineffective against demons.

The only thing that can cause damage is a rifle with extremely strong penetrating power.

All that was left was the head-on confrontation between the melee steel soldiers at the front.

Moreover, Guo Teng was very curious at this time.

According to common sense, there should be rescue members from the Cross White Room on the battlefield.

But now, he didn't see a single rescue member from the Cross White House on the battlefield.

"Could it be that the front line of defense is completely filled with human lives?"

Guo Teng was very suspicious of this matter.

The battle at the front is the most intense, and 100% of the personnel may die.

So this is the reason why there are no cross-white room personnel?
Guo Teng, who was thinking, was pulled half-length by Bai Gu.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was less than [-] centimeters away from Farrent.

Her cock was almost touching her body.

"Sir, please remember, don't be in a daze on the battlefield, otherwise you will die quickly."

"Whether you're on the front lines or somewhere behind the front lines."

On Farrent's face, the previous indifference returned.

"I see."

Guo Teng humbly accepts Farrent's teachings.

The two had arrived at the perimeter of the heavily guarded basement.

Dozens of people with more than 1500 combat power are guarding here.

Seeing Falent and Guo Teng, they did not ask any questions.

Just glanced silently.

"Go in, General Simpson is inside."

Farrent got out of his way and moved away from the door blocked behind him.

A strong smell came from the room.

The combination of dozens of smells, such as blood, medicine, rot, and sulfur, rushed straight into Guo Teng's head.

Almost made him faint.

Guo Teng had no choice but to force himself into the house.

Five doctors from the cross white room were guarding the middle bed.

A skinny, black-haired man was lying on the bed, looking at Guo Teng.

His eyes widened with a hint of pressure.

Stab at Guo Teng.

"General Simpson?"

Guo Teng broke the silence in the room and asked the people in the middle.

"If the rear joint defense line does not revoke my general qualifications."

"Then the person you're looking for, there's nothing wrong with the rank."

General Simpson said to Guo Teng.

The voice full of aura does not match the weakness of the body.

"President Makarlin of Bastin University entrusted me with a letter."

Guo Teng took out the letter from the bone box and put it in Simpson's hand.

But Simpson grabbed his wrist.

The bone-half-length cake fork was pressed against Simpson's neck.

The sudden situation caused the doctor in the room to let out a low cry.

"It seems that you are a human being, there is nothing wrong with that."

"And a necromancer."

Guo Teng heard Simpson's words strangely.

"Before, a Lalit demon pretended to be a messenger."

"Spray me with a little of the purgatory specialty."

"For demons, that kind of local product is something they can't live without every day."

"But for us humans, hehe."

Simpson laughed twice.

"I think your prudence is too late. If I were a Lalit demon, this would send you to heaven."

Guo Teng frowned.

He felt that the old man's heart was too big. He had just been assassinated, and now he would face the grass again.

Can we be mature and stable?

"I'm sorry, but I don't believe in God, boy."

Simpson smiled and dropped his hand holding Guo Teng's wrist.

His words reminded Guo Teng of what Craig said.

People who have entered the third world layer.

Do not believe in God.

Guo Teng did not speak, quietly waiting for the response from Simpson who was reading the letter.

"To be honest, I'm very curious as to why Macarin threw you, this broken wall, to the front line."

"Even some gold-encrusted nobles will not come to the front line of the recycling front line in order to increase their meritorious service."

"After reading the letter, I realized why Makarin asked you to come here."

Simpson dropped the letter into his mouth, chewed it, and spat it out.

Flames emanated from the palm of his hand, burning the chewed letter paper into ashes.

He swallowed the ashes again.

"Do you feel a little sick?"

Simpson said to Guo Teng with a smile.

"Is it to keep it secret?"

Guo Teng felt that in the situation on the front line, any secrets should not be revealed.

"Yes, it's for confidentiality."

Simpson's smile grew bigger and bigger, as if he had discovered something very happy.

"Can you tell me about the situation on the front line?"

Guo Teng felt that Simpson's smile was a bit wrong.

"Happening?"

Simpson's smile faded.

"Dead people, dead people, dead people, dead people all the time."

"You came from the defense line, you should have seen the way the devil is attacking."

"The current situation is relatively good."

"The demon's air force hasn't come out yet."

Simpson sighed.

"A week ago, when the demons broke through the Wall of Sighs."

"Everyone was stunned."

"But no matter what the cause is, today, we must pay the price for what we did before."

Simpson's words made Guo Teng think of the word "slack".

Of course, Guo Teng has also thought about the idea of ​​raising the bandits' self-respect.

But in either case, it would be pointless to say this again.

"I already know the situation, so what is your arrangement for me?"

Guo Teng rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked at Simpson.

What he saw made Guo Teng extremely horrified.

A black cocoon, right in the center of the outline.

(End of this chapter)