I have a wizarding world

"Go to hell!"

A soldier witnessed his comrade's head being pierced by an alien's inner jaw, and with a desperate roar, he pulled the pin on his high-explosive grenade!

"Boom!"

With a violent explosion, the soldier and several aliens around him were torn to shreds.

"General Paul, our second line of defense has fallen!"

"What?"

Paul was stunned by the voice on the satellite phone. He quickly asked, "It's only been thirty minutes, how could it be so fast?"

"There are too many of them this time."

"Where are they advancing now?"

Paul waved his hand, turned on the electronic screen in front of him, and asked.

"They are attacking the third line of defense, and it is estimated that it will be breached in twenty minutes."

"The third line of defense," Paul pointed to the electronic screen, "is eight kilometers away!"

Paul frowned.

Eight kilometers, the distance is neither short nor long. If the terrain is flat, the aliens can cross it in just a few minutes.

...

"Sir, they're here, we can't hold them, let's retreat!"

A soldier roared at his officer.

"Retreat?"

The officer roared back, pointing his finger, "Can you outrun them? Choose whether to die standing like a hero, or be hunted down like a rabbit!"

"I... I don't want to die, I want to go home, I have a three-year-old daughter..."

The soldier was frightened and incoherent, trembling as he dropped his rifle and ran.

"Bang!"

A bullet shot out from the fleeing soldier's forehead, blowing off his entire skull.

"Thump!"

The corpse with the shattered head fell to the ground.

"Anyone who dares to run! Dies!" the officer roared, "Engage the enemy!"

The soldiers were stunned, swallowed their saliva, and gripped their rifles tightly.

"Fire!"

The officer roared.

Faced with the surging alien swarm, the soldiers' guns were hardly better than kindling.

The soldiers were either torn to pieces by the aliens, or had their heads pierced by their inner jaws.

The third line of defense was the US military's last line of defense.

Breaking through this line of defense would leave only the offshore warships. Without the resistance of the army, the firepower of the warships alone would not be able to stop the aliens.

"This is, the last line of defense! Go to hell!"

An officer roared, and was immediately torn in half by an alien, blood pouring down on the heads of the surrounding soldiers.

The soldiers smelled the mixture of blood and gunpowder, and listened to the symphony of artillery fire and alien roars, feeling like they were in a dream. Comrades who were laughing and joking together yesterday were now all corpses.

The most frustrating thing was that their sacrifice was meaningless. The aliens would soon break through the defense line and head to the sea.

Everyone fell into despair.

Why is it getting dark?

A soldier in the rear looked up, and was immediately stunned!

"This is... a spaceship?!"

He exclaimed. The spaceship in front of him was like an alien warship invading Earth in Independence Day.

However, compared to the alien warships in the movie, the Meteor-class starship looked even more sci-fi.

"Buzz buzz buzz!!!"

White beams of light shot down, blocking the very front of the third line of defense.

The tidal wave of alien attacks paused.

It must be said that the combat power of aliens parasitizing humans is far less than that of aliens parasitizing Martian insects.

Humanoid aliens can't even withstand close-range bursts of rifle bullets, completely unlike Martian aliens, which can easily withstand rifle attacks.

Faced with the Meteor-class starship's plasma cannons, they were as fragile as cheese, and melted away.

Immediately afterwards, the Meteor-class starship's hatch opened, and Banshee fighters and T-2 power armors flew out.

"It's the mecha from Pasa Island!"

A sharp-eyed soldier shouted while holding binoculars.

"Reinforcements! It's reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements are here! Reinforcements are here!"

Everyone cheered, many bursting into tears of joy.

The US soldiers were under too much pressure to hold the line of defense, even with their lives.

But everyone knew that if they retreated, humanity would be finished.

Therefore, in this battle, except for a few deserters, almost everyone chose to fight to the death.

"Pfft!"

The high-wave blade easily cut through an alien's head, and the first T-2 power armor landed.

With the arrival of reinforcements from Pasa Island, the morale of the US military soared, and they once again stopped the aliens.

The battle, though lasting only a few tens of minutes, saw everyone collapsing to the ground, without regard for appearance, as the aliens retreated.

Some were making the sign of the cross on their chests, thanking God, while others were kneeling on the ground crying.

The US military had never experienced such a tragic battle, not even the Normandy landings were so tragic.

After venting their emotions, the American soldiers began to examine the mecha that had saved them, pointing and commenting.

"Is this the mecha from Pasa Island? It's so tall!"

"I heard that Pasa Island only sent a few hundred mecha to defeat the British aircraft carrier battle group."

"What is the British military? Let them come and try fighting the aliens."

"That's right."

Obviously, this battle against the aliens was helped by Pasa Island, a country that they have always been at odds with, not their allies, making everyone very dissatisfied with the British military.

"Swish!"

The T-2 power armor's hatch in front of them automatically opened, and the mecha pilot inside walked out.

"Where is your commander?"

...

US military command center.

"General Paul, hello."

A003 reached out and shook hands with Paul.

Paul sized up A003, his first impression was that he was very strong.

Then he glanced at A003's attire, a green camouflage, unable to tell the rank of the person in front of him.

But from A003's aura, Paul guessed that the other party's rank should not be low.

"Hello, I don't know what to call you, General?"

"A003."

"A003?" Paul was stunned for a moment, then guessed that this might be his code name.

He didn't expect the other party to have such strict military discipline, that even his name couldn't be revealed.

Paul nodded, and didn't dwell on the topic: "General A003, thank you for your rescue this time."

"You're welcome, General Paul," A003 nodded, "Right now, the most important thing for us is to eliminate the aliens in New York.

Have you found their nest?"

"It's in the Empire State Building!"

"The Empire State Building?"

"That's right," Paul nodded, "According to our monitoring equipment, they have laid countless eggs there."

Hearing this, A003 frowned: "Why not blow it up?"

"We are afraid of angering them," Paul said in a deep voice, "Not only them, but our preparations are also very insufficient. Until now, our troops have not completely blockaded the coastline. If we destroy their nest, I am afraid they will go crazy and rush into the sea, and then..."

Paul shook his head.

"Mr. Paul, our commander-in-chief wants to ask you, how much sacrifice are you willing to make in order to eliminate the aliens?"

"Your commander-in-chief?"

"It's Mr. Fang Cheng!"

Paul's pupils shrank. With his rank, he naturally knew who Fang Cheng was.

"I have no right to answer this question, however, the White House is already considering using nuclear weapons."

A003 nodded.