Life Dungeon Game

The officer glanced at his superior officer with a puzzled look, then quickly replied.

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At that moment, below the high wall where Bran was, not far from the West Gate, Ishia leaned against a dark alley corner, watching the iron barricades placed in front of the West Gate and the mercenaries patrolling behind them.

"One...two...three...four...twenty-five...twenty-six"

Ishia glanced back at the burly man behind her, who was holding a broadsword. "Twenty-six people, and there should be a few more inside, more than thirty, maybe forty people."

“Around forty people, that should be a mercenary squadron,” the burly man said hoarsely. “They’re all carrying Gauss rifles, and there are light armored vehicles around them, so they should be an elite squadron. There’s a high probability that there are superhumans among them. Judging from the importance of the city gate, there should be D-level superhumans or cybernetic bodies, and more than one.”

"Ah."

Ishia glanced around again.

The opposing force is an elite squadron of forty men with D-level combat power.

There were only two of them, one Class C and one Class D, and the Class C was injured.

"are you ready?"

Ishia glanced back at the burly man.

This burly man appeared to be one of Krot's confidants and was very loyal to him.

"The mayor's family is still in the city,"

The burly man did not

Instead of answering Ishia, he said slowly, "He told me before that if anything happened to him, he would give the key to you. He only had one request: that his wife and children live."

"Ah."

Ishia nodded again.

Kroth actually trusted Sinzi; otherwise, he wouldn't have entrusted his trusted confidant with the key to his wife and children.

Or rather, surrounded by various traitors within the Kejette Group, he could only trust Sinzi, his enemy.

Ishia held the black card key stained with blood in her hand.

This wasn't the first time the burly man had mentioned Krot's last wish. He brought it up again not because he was afraid Ishia would forget, but to reiterate it and put his mind at ease.

After all, they might die inside during this raid.

The enemy only has one small squad, but they are surrounded by the Kejette Mercenary Group. Once they are trapped inside, they will only face certain death as reinforcements keep arriving.

Both of them were actually prepared to die.

"Ok?"

As various thoughts flashed through her mind, Ishia suddenly frowned. She stared at the mercenaries guarding the city gate. "It seems they're increasing the number of sentries and strengthening the security?"

She raised her hand and glanced at the bracelet.

That's about the right time.

"We must act immediately."

The burly man gripped his broadsword tightly.

He took a deep breath.

Ishia also took a deep breath.

Although I had mentally rehearsed countless times, death was not so easy to face, especially when I knew I was about to embark on an operation that might mean certain death.

She remembered that night when she faced the old man, Driss.

According to Sienzi, the old gentleman left calmly that day, as if he were just going to an ordinary banquet.

No one understood the terror of Deris, the director who had controlled the Pollution Cleanup Division for over a decade, better than Ishia. That godlike oppression made everyone lose the slightest courage to resist.

Even among B-level, Driss is like a towering mountain.

When the old man faced such a terrifying enemy, did he have the same hesitation as I did?

Ishia drew a Gauss pistol from her waist and pulled out a rocket launcher from behind her.

If the old man hadn't taken care of Driss, the current situation would have been a certain death.

She cocked the pistol.

The old man may have been afraid at first, but fear solves nothing.

For some reason, the names that Sinji had shown her began to flash through Ishia's mind.

Ander······Nell······Pete······Jess······K·······

And then there's Christos, who has survived countless assassination attempts.

It is precisely because of countless pioneers who faced death one after another that the flame of civilization was able to continue in this twisted and insane darkness.

Death is the most dazzling firework; it should be displayed at the moment that can illuminate the most people.

Ishia didn't know what the final outcome would be, or whether she would succeed, but she knew it was her turn to do it.

hum-

A dazzling purple light suddenly illuminated the sky.

Those towering buildings

Suddenly, clusters of illusory purple, flame-like lights appeared atop the factory buildings of the Cloud Kegett Group, making these terrifying structures appear to be ablaze like burning torches.

The stars that shrouded the night sky dimmed in that instant, and twisted, tangled purple lines enveloped the sky, dyeing the entire world a distorted purple.

In the darkness, it seemed as if a boisterous dance melody was echoing in the silence.

People looked up blankly at the undulating lines reflected in the sky like hills.

Ishia, standing in front of the west gate, lowered her head, raised the rocket launcher on the ground with one hand, and stared at the burly man beside her.

The teammates in front of me were also ready.

"I'll count to three,"

She paused.

"1"

"2"

"3"

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"rush!!!"

Armed with an assault rifle and a rocket launcher, Sinzi led several FBI agents as they burst out of the alley.

The sudden bursts of gunfire rang out almost simultaneously.

The mercenaries guarding the building entrance were hit by a hail of bullets before they could even react.

But soon, the guards in front of the building quickly organized themselves, and several of them even split into huge, polluted monsters, facing the charging Sinzi.

Sinzi raised the rocket launcher in his hand and fired a shot, blasting the monster at the front into pieces.

He looked up at the building in front of him; it was a high-class, abandoned, and renovated building with more than seventy floors.

The former headquarters of evolution.

"According to the original plan, cover me while I go upstairs."

With a roar, Sinzi threw the rocket launcher in his hand to the FBI agent behind him without hesitation, and then rushed into the building.

Here, the location of this building is one of the three points in the city where an altar can be built.

Chapter 704 Jiaxi is amazing (Long chapter, please vote!)

Giant steel wings streaked across the sky like thunder, and clusters of missiles spitting fire ignited the night sky with enormous plumes of flame.

Several mechs that hadn't even taken off were destroyed by missiles that came hurtling through the air.

In fact, the Federation's fighter jets are basically capable of beyond-visual-range attacks. On the contrary, the closer the distance, the weaker the advantage of the fighter jets' long-range missiles becomes.

The reason the attacking fighters closed in so close before attacking was to ensure the success of the surprise attack mission.

At this moment, beneath the massive and magnificent high wall, mechs were rapidly taking off into the air.

Compared to fighter jets, which have stricter requirements for takeoff sites and times, mechs have far fewer restrictions on takeoff.

Basically, you can enter the battle immediately after it's turned on.

At the same time, the armored vehicles and automatic defense artillery on the ground also quickly turned their guns around.

The deep night was suddenly ignited by countless flames.

In fact, by the time Bran spotted the incoming fighter jets, they were already very close to the city walls.

So close that a single accelerated impact could send fighter jets to the outside of the city walls.

So almost at the very beginning of the battle, the two sides were very close to each other.

This is the only hope for the fighter squadron to break through.

Even though most of the soldiers and weapons in Ximen were transferred away, a considerable number of mechs and automatic anti-aircraft guns remained, along with a small portion of the anti-aircraft system on the city wall for support.

At this moment, speed is of the essence. Before the mercenary group defending the city can fully react, quickly enter the battlefield and achieve the tactical objective.

The three fighter jets in the squadron were now thrusting into the mercenary group's still-developing defenses like sharp knives without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, the 'dagger' split open to both sides, tearing a gash, and then the three transport planes following behind the fighter jet rushed into the gash in an inverted triangle formation.

Meanwhile, some of the faster-reacting mechs had already come to their senses. They squeezed through the gaps between the three fighter jets and burst through the cracks between the flying missiles, heading towards the three transport planes.

But as they rushed closer, they discovered that the transport bays of the two transport planes ahead had already opened, and four Class C Hell Apostle mechs slid out of the transport bays. These mechs then ignited flames in mid-air, quickly regained their balance, and headed straight for the oncoming mechs.

At the same time, small bombs continued to slide from the transport plane onto the ground.

The defenses of the Kejette mercenary group are being torn apart further.

However, Bran, standing atop the high wall, was now completely captivated by something else.