Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 240 Chapter 240

Howson actually wanted to say something. He really wanted to order his troops to retreat, and he really wanted to order his soldiers to disperse or climb down.

It's a pity that when he remembered these orders, he realized that no matter what order he gave, it was actually too late.

The speed of the opponent's attack is really too fast, or the speed of the opponent's massacre is really too fast.

It turned out that the sporadic gunfire was neither provocative nor cowardly, but a way for the opponent to knock out the reconnaissance troops and avoid exposing their main force.

The gunshots, which were countless times more terrifying than the snoring of the devil, seemed endless.The coherent sound of da da da made his whole head shut down.

He saw with his own eyes that half of a soldier's arm was blown away by a bullet, and he also saw a soldier's head pierced by a bullet.

He could feel blood splashing on his face, and he could clearly feel the sticky touch from the palm of his hand holding the long sword.

With the passage of time, the palm of his hand holding the long sword felt dry and sticky. When he lowered his head, he saw that the gap between his hand and the hilt of the long sword had been filled with red.

Before he raised his head, he saw the body of his adjutant lying under his feet. The bullet hit his neck. He stared up at the sky with wide eyes, as if there was something worthy of his nostalgia there.

Howson staggered and took two steps, avoiding the body of the dead adjutant. When he raised his head again, he saw his dense team of more than 400 people, and there were few standing people left. up.

"Ha...ha...ha..." He could hear his heavy panting, and when he was attracted by his panting, he suddenly realized that the screams on the battlefield and the terrifying continuous gunshots were all different. I can't hear you.

Then, Hao Sen, who no longer knew what to do with himself, saw a soldier with a gun stand up in the weeds opposite him.

"I surrender!" He heard the hoarse shouts of his soldiers. One soldier dropped his weapon and raised his hands high, then knelt down skillfully on the ground.

After the first soldier who surrendered appeared, the second soldier who surrendered felt at ease, and then the third and fourth.

A soldier saw his companion put down his weapon, turned and ran.As a result, before he could take two steps, he was hit by a bullet flying behind him.

He staggered a few steps, and then fell headfirst to the ground. The soldier of the Datang Group who was holding a rifle pulled the bolt, and a copper cartridge case popped out of the rifle and landed at his feet.

A new round was loaded, and the soldier got down on one knee, picked up the casing from the ground, and stuffed it into his pocket.

The whole movement was smooth and smooth, while the companion beside him made a cover movement with a weapon in hand.

The rest of the security forces of the Datang Group continued to move forward, holding rifles with bayonets inserted in both hands, walking cautiously step by step.

"Put down your weapons!" They were very careful when they approached the soldiers who surrendered from the Kingdom of Tarun, and pressed their bright bayonets against the opponent's chest, and then asked others to carefully examine these frightened enemies.

In fact, the security forces of the Datang Group have never fought a battle with such a small gap between the two sides. The last battle was a few hundred of them facing tens of thousands of private troops from the Cyric Consortium.

But this time, they gathered more than 270 people on the ground, while their enemies only had a pitiful 450 people.

They only had time to fire two shots, and the enemy's dense attacking phalanx collapsed. The company's Maxim heavy machine gun only had time to fire two belts, 200 rounds of ammunition, and no dense target group could be found.

After a few poor people who wanted to escape were easily killed, the remaining soldiers of the Tarun Kingdom all knelt on the ground with their hands raised high.

But Howson was still standing there, he hadn't lowered his weapon, he hadn't raised his hands, he hadn't called out the word surrender.

He just stood there in a daze, stupidly not knowing what he was going through.He seemed to have had a nightmare, a nightmare that even he himself didn't know how to wake up.

As the commander of this force, he really wanted to wake himself up. Since the time he landed on this island, he has always had the feeling that he is in a dream.

If he didn't shoot and kill the man who claimed to be the captain who asked him to reason, if he had a good chat with the other party instead of rushing to grab credit and bully others.

If he hadn't led his troops through the jungle, arrived at such a magical-looking place, and then started an attack hastily.

in case……

Then can he wake up from this nightmare without having to suffer such embarrassing misery?
He heard someone talking, and someone seemed to be talking beside him.

"Is he scared stupid?"

"Don't know, but he looks like a big shot."

"Lucky to have survived the hail of bullets."

"Maybe the G1 machine gun didn't shoot at him... Didn't the above say that they want to catch alive?"

"How can I make him normal?"

"I don't know either, try... give him a big slap in the face?"

Howson didn't know who was talking, but he realized that he was likely to be slapped.So he looked at the speaker, but when he turned his head, he saw a palm flying towards him.

Originally, this slap was intended to slap him on the cheek, but because he moved suddenly, the rough, callused palm slapped directly on the bridge of his nose.

Howson suddenly felt that his face was full of gold stars, he covered his face and let out a scream: "Ah!"

"Bastard!" He struggled to see exactly which bastard slapped him in the face. He is an officer representing the kingdom of Tarun. Even if he is captured, he still has dignity...

However, the soldier who slapped him seemed insulted by hearing the bastard.

Ever since, the slapped soldier glanced at his companion and saw a smile in his eyes.

The ashamed and angry soldier immediately waved the K3 rifle in his other hand. He grabbed the body of the gun with both hands and smashed it on Howson's brow bone with the butt.

"Ah!" This time, Howson let out a scream like a pig, because he was bleeding, and the blood was profuse.

The outside of his brow bone was smashed into a bloody mess, and his skin was torn apart.Immediately, the blood flowed profusely. Howson covered his wound with his hands, and could feel the blood flowing from his fingers.

"A prisoner of yours deserves to be called? You deserve to scold me?" This soldier doesn't care about that. Those who surrender honestly may be kicked twice. Those who dare to curse are not looking for Are you uncomfortable?
Ever since, Hao Sen, who had already squatted down covering his face, hadn't broken free from the pain, the security force soldier of the Datang Group kicked Hao Sen to the ground.

His specially designed high-waisted leather boots had spiked soles, and he landed on Howson's back, which was a hit.Next, the furious soldier kicked Howson to vent his displeasure.

"Ah!" Howson screamed after being kicked, and finally figured out the current situation after persisting a few times.

So he begged for mercy, holding his head and curling up like a pangolin: "Stop beating! Stop beating! I surrender! I surrender!"

In the end, he didn't wait for the other party to stop, and the person who kicked him didn't seem to want to stop at all, so he continued to scream helplessly: "I was wrong! I'm sorry! Don't, stop beating! Please!"

Finally, he cried, crying like a child.The soldier who kicked him had already been pulled away by his companions, while Hao Sen, who was holding his head, was still choking, his grievance and pain made him cry like a child, holding his head in the black ashes and mud.

A company commander of the Datang Group took off his white gloves, walked to the side of the painful Haosen, looked at the soldier who had just been beaten happily, and looked down at Haosen lying on the ground, disdainful Spit out a mouthful of saliva: "Ha... bah... why are you crying like a bitch?"

"Hahaha..." A group of soldiers laughed along with malicious intentions. It doesn't matter if they make such jokes on Long Island. When they were studying in Datang Military Academy, they didn't dare to laugh at women casually.

The women there are eighthounds who dare to pull the fuze of a grenade if they disagree with each other. They are a group of goblins who hide blades under their tongues, tie needles in their hair, and find revolvers from the candy in their satchels.

I heard that there are also lunatics who stab themselves in the face to prove that they are no different from men... Those women are not easy to mess with, they dare not make jokes casually...

"Take all these people back and interrogate them separately... especially the guy who did the murder, find out! You want to see people alive, and dead bodies!" Averting his eyes from Hao Sen, the company commander ordered his soldiers they said.

"Yes!" All the soldiers agreed, and then with bayonets in hand, they tied the captives with their heads in their hands one by one with ropes.

"Get up quickly! Otherwise, I'll beat you up again!" The soldier gave Hao Sen another kick, and ordered coldly.

And Howson didn't dare to hesitate at all, he got up swiftly, not even daring to care about the wound on his brow bone, so he raised his hands high.

The fish that fell through the net was the sailor from Tarun Kingdom who was lucky enough to be washed ashore by the sea, and then rushed all the way. At this time, he hurried back to the forest.

He started running in the opposite direction, running desperately. He felt that it was better to leave this horrible place as soon as possible. He hurried back to deliver the letter and let the people left behind on the beach leave quickly.

This island really eats people, this island is scarier than hell!He wants to go home, he wants to go back to Tarun Kingdom...

(End of this chapter)