Apocalyptic Dark Age

The Dark Age of the End of the World Text 638 Elegy

Darkness is not a problem in the underground world. The underground people have long been accustomed to fighting in the dark. The night vision goggles immediately displayed the Stormtroopers. This did not stop the Stormtroopers from galloping like cheetahs, baring their sharp teeth at the unknown enemy. Counterattack, the place where the flame burns from the muzzle is the target.

In the small underground space, the speed of the Storm Troopers broke the common sense of the attackers. In just a few blinks, they rushed over half the distance. When the attackers' firepower resumed, they found that the opponent could actually attack while running. Dodge bullets.

The attackers didn't know that dodging bullets was just their illusion. Even if the Stormtrooper's physical reaction ability was several times higher than that of an ordinary person, it would be impossible to dodge. They would just use non-vital organs to meet the inevitable stray bullets, and endure the pain to get close to the enemy.

"Flash bomb..."

The attacker finally couldn't bear the pressure. While shouting, he threw a flash bomb. The attacker also turned on the strong light filter device and waited for the precise burst of white light.

A big foot quickly jumped over the flash bomb that fell on the ground. A dazzling white light suddenly erupted behind him, dispersing all the darkness in front. Dozens of men in black wearing black composite armor suddenly appeared in front.

"No, they..."

The attackers screamed in fear and anger, but they did not expect that the attackers would come so quickly and even throw the flash bomb behind them. Before the shouts could stop, amidst the roars of the Stormtroopers, eleven Stormtroopers rushed in to attack. among them.

A steel knife pierced the attacker's chest like lightning. The protective armor made of human muscle shape was not damaged under the knife edge, and the short knife easily bounced away. The fatal counterattacks of several storm warriors failed at the same time, but they were not surprised. Then it paused and exploded again, chasing the attacker who flew out with the force of the collision of the daggers.

The remaining attackers did not dare to use automatic fire anymore, for fear of accidentally injuring their comrades, so they either took out their pistols or military spurs, and silently attacked the Stormtroopers, showing the same bravery and fearlessness. The tragic collision unfolded at this moment.

The attacker's superior armor renders the Stormtrooper's dagger useless, and the Stormtrooper's physical fitness has reached the limit of the human body, not to mention the experience in cold weapon combat.

Figures flashed in and out quickly, shouting and roaring continuously, sparks from the collision of blades sparkled in the clanging sound, the human body was knocked to the ground with a huge force and screamed muffled, several pistols hit a Stormtrooper at the same time, in In the rain of bullets, the Storm Warrior's strong body burst into blood flowers. Regardless of the blood splattered on his body, the Storm Warrior rushed towards one of them crazily, hugged him, and smashed him against the rock. The others Jumping back in horror, he saw the bleeding Stormtrooper kneeling beside the unconscious attacker, lifting off his strong helmet, hugging the man's head, and violently breaking his cervical vertebrae in front of the others.

At the same time as the scratching sound sounded, the bloody Storm Warrior laughed wildly and fell down, always holding the enemy's head in his hands, making several attackers hidden in armor tremble all over. On the other side, a Storm Warrior fell to the ground, Seeing that he was about to die, he suddenly grabbed the ankle of an attacker, jumped up suddenly, and smashed down on the rock wall. Amidst the heavy muffled sounds, the attacker did not even scream, and fell limply and lost all movement, and was hit by this again. A strong Stormtrooper used it as a weapon and whipped the other attackers, sending them flying away and falling down with all their strength while laughing.

The fallen Stormtrooper was stepped over the corpse by his comrades and left behind. The fighting Stormtrooper paid no attention to the corpse of his comrade at his feet. He stared at the attacker who was coldly shooting dozens of meters away, and rushed towards that direction like lightning. At the same time, he kept swinging his body to avoid bullets as much as possible. The moment he approached the enemy, he staggered his feet and slid behind the man in an arc. The short knife in his hand was inserted lightly into the gap between the neck armor and cut off the enemy. throat, then retreated lightly and nimbly, and pounced on the next opponent...

The battle between less than fifty people in total was extremely brutal. The collision of flesh and steel continued to produce blood and corpses amidst roars and screams. The Stormtroopers were like crazy beasts, desperately biting anything in sight. The enemy fought wholeheartedly without any unnecessary words, begging for mercy or threats. The brutal fighting caused the attackers hiding in the solid armor to collapse in scenes of extremely cruel and bloody scenes.

They are also elite warriors. They are also heroes who have experienced death and death. They are used to seeing death and blood, but they have never seen an enemy like this. The enemy is not invulnerable. The stabbing will bleed, and the bullet will leave a hole. But the Storm Warriors are in trouble. Imagine the mania and tenacity. Men in the wilderness are born to fight. They have nothing but fighting. Unless they are killed in battle, even if they are injured and fall to the ground, the first thing they do is not howl and scream. They lie on the ground and seize every opportunity to attack the attackers.

The collapse of the attack occurred when a Stormtrooper whose arms were blown off and who was still attacking with his teeth bit an injured companion. They watched helplessly as the crazy Stormtrooper bit his companion's head with his teeth. To chew off the flesh and blood with hair on it and then swallow it like this is beyond the bottom line of human acceptance. In their eyes, these Stormtroopers are no longer human.

Only seven or eight of the more than forty attackers were left. They ran away as the last two Stormtroopers counterattacked, roaring hysterically. One of them even deviated from the direction and hit the hard rock and fell down. At this time, several streams of light faster than lightning flashed through the darkness and hit the fleeing attackers, instantly tearing apart their armor and their fragile human bodies.

The torn corpses were scattered on the ground and blazing. The two storm warriors who were chasing them seemed unable to see these horrific corpses. They were attracted by the new enemy and rushed towards the darkness further away with a roar, which was wild and sad. The roar is like the final elegy. Even if they are defeated, they will die with dignity.

With a whoosh, a big net suddenly opened in the darkness, covering the two Stormtroopers in the net. Even though the Stormtroopers roared and struggled with all their strength, they could not break free of the net. More attackers emerged from the darkness. Appeared, the number reached nearly a hundred people.

These people have more sophisticated weapons, and the protective armor surrounding the center is extremely luxurious. Half of them are not wearing helmets, showing frightened and ugly expressions. In front of them is a miniature flesh and blood mill. Almost every Stormtrooper is. Fight to the death.

The struggling Stormtrooper in the big net became quiet after being injected with three times the amount of highly effective sedatives, but he was still breathing heavily like a beast.

A group of people passed over the scattered corpses and walked towards the center of the transaction. They were closely protected in the center. The petite leader took off his helmet, revealing a head of black and shiny hair. Under the hair, he was as beautiful as an elf. Her cheeks, mutton-fat white jade skin could be broken by a blow, and her hazy and seductive big eyes were as bright as stars. This flawlessly beautiful girl looked at the corpses around her in surprise and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"Miss Jasmine, maybe you should go to the back and take a rest. We will do the rest..."

A guard next to him carrying an exaggerated and soft-spoken sniper rifle made serious suggestions. The others nodded at the same time, all with ugly expressions.

"No, I want to know who is my enemy, Jasmine..."

A determined look flashed across Jasmine's face, she bit her red lips and looked at Captain Storm, who was crawling on the ground with one hand next to the float.

"The physical fitness of this group of people is at least A level. If they are equipped with our weapons and equipment, their combat effectiveness can be increased tenfold. What's even more rare is that they have a warrior's heart and can fight endlessly even in desperate situations. They are the most perfect soldiers... "

A white-haired old man wearing black tights next to Jasmine sighed. The others stared at the squad leader crawling on the ground with a violent joking. In their hearts, only those with a strong desire to survive are the weakest and want to The only way to know the information is to take it out of that person's mouth.

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