There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

The mobile infantry began to gather and move towards the mecha group in front. The armored vehicles slowly drove to the periphery, forming an artillery defense circle of two kilometers. When the metal spiders were consumed, the flame coils would devour the Zerg that wanted to surround the coalition forces.

This wave is not sandwiched with cheese on the four sides, but blooms in the middle!

The tank turrets, like mobile fortresses, gathered their steel supports with a diameter of half a meter and began to slowly approach the front while being ready to open fire at any time.

The monitoring troops stared at the radar intently. As long as the Pulse Scorpion appeared again, they would face a devastating blow immediately.

In this sudden sneak attack, humans lost 30,000 people in an instant, but the Zerg suffered even more severe casualties. If they did not retreat in the following period, the consequences would be even worse.

The Zerg artillery on the battlefield has been completely destroyed, the dark clouds composed of jumpers in the sky are gradually fading, and air supremacy is also in the hands of humans. The overwhelming sea of ​​Zerg will only be victims of the artillery fire!

Although the intelligence was wrong and there was no Queen of Zerg here, they were dreaming of annihilating the human coalition in one fell swoop. Everything seemed to be going in a good direction, and the battlefield commander even had the plan to withdraw the mechas and use fighter planes to bomb steadily.

Just at this moment, a mobile infantryman, after killing a bug, seemed to be attracted by something and looked up at the sky in confusion.

Following his strange behavior, the soldiers around him also looked up in confusion, following his gaze. Then more and more people looked up, and more and more...

The next moment, even the command channel fell silent.

I saw a faint dark cloud appearing again on the horizon. Compared with the dark army of jumpers, this small dark cloud was too thin. However, this thin cloud made everyone's backs cold. The seeds of fear fermented quickly and spread among the coalition forces...

"Executioners...number...five hundred!!!" A trembling voice came from the inspection vehicle. The inspector spoke with an extremely panicked tone, and his emotions infected everyone.

'Executioner' is the nickname given by humans to the Zerg humanoid elites. Although their size is almost the same as humans, only two meters tall, their bodies are as hard as steel.

Compared to the lowest level 'Warriors', Executioners are not only faster, but can also fly and run, and can even become invisible.

None of this is the most important thing. The sharp sickles on their arms can cut through any metal. Even a tank fortress cannot last a minute under their destruction!

Moreover, with the support of their strong bodies, the executioner can even fly faster than the speed of sound. What does this mean?

At this speed, humans' bulky armored laser cannons cannot aim at them, and they can only rely on "antiques" such as supersonic tracking missiles to lock them.

Although their locations will be displayed on the radar, they are invisible to the naked eye!

Executioners are extremely rare in the Zerg swarm. On the destroyed planet, there were only dozens of executioners among the trillions of Zergs interspersed on the battlefield. But why are there 500 of them here, and even formed a squadron!

A clear sound of swallowing saliva was heard in the headset, and the battlefield commander broke out in a cold sweat. At this time, General Blair's voice no longer sounded in the channel. It was estimated that he was also in a state of "extreme shock".

After so many years of fighting, humans still don't have a thorough understanding of insects...

In a tank fortress in the center of the battlefield, a middle-aged Mediterranean man stared blankly at the display screen, watching the mist approaching the horizon, and muttered: "This is impossible, we can't... We need to retreat, we need support from the universe..."

"Colonel, Colonel!"

Colonel Missville, the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, was awakened by the continuous shouts of the young signalman, and his hoarse roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Precision-guided anti-aircraft guns lock on to them! Fighters, retreat! Evacuate! Escape!!!"

The retreat order from the sky was finally passed down, or it was an order issued privately by the battlefield commander, fighter jets, flee quickly!

But, can you escape?

They were as fast as fighter planes, or even slightly faster, but they were countless times more agile in the sky! Even if the fighter planes could escape...what about the ground troops?

Before the colonel finished speaking, the dark clouds in the sky immediately disappeared, and the fighter planes also raised their fuselages at the same time, soaring into the sky vertically. Although the order was executed immediately, dozens of fireworks still bloomed in the sky...

Then, the anti-aircraft armor deployed the launch silo, and rockets were ejected from the launch tubes with the help of auxiliary power. After pausing in the air for half a second, the tail jet device exploded. With a piercing whistle, they shot towards the sky.

But just after launching the first round of tracking missiles, a strange noise came from the anti-aircraft armor, and the elite figure inexplicably appeared and passed through the body of the vehicle. Then there was a "click" sound from the turret, and the whole vehicle was split in two.

Half a second later, fierce flames and explosions engulfed the anti-aircraft armor, and the executioner's body suddenly bounced away and disappeared into the air again.

Before humans could react, the second anti-aircraft turret was destroyed, but the executioner's artillery was firing when he was destroying the armored vehicle. Due to the premature detonation of the missile, the armored vehicle exploded and the two executioners were taken away together.

Then, the third, the fourth... the seventh, the eighth, the tenth, the eleventh... the twentieth, the twenty-fifth...

Explosions rang out one after another in the human army's positions. They specialized in heavy firepower. They could tell which armor was used for detection and which was used for transportation. They knew the threat level of various types of war machines to the Zerg.

There are only 500 of them, and they are constantly losing ground in the continuous and intensive attacks, but these 500 elites can completely paralyze the human ground heavy firepower within ten minutes, and then leisurely reap the lives of the infantry group!

The encirclement began to close again, and after taking away tens of thousands of insects, the mechanical spiders finally lost their effectiveness.

The coalition forces' slow advance came to a halt. Under the continuous fire suppression, all of Triumph's missile stores had been used up, and the energy of the shoulder-mounted lasers was only 20% left.

Even a war mecha would not be able to sustain such an intensive attack simply by relying on the swinging of cold weapons... After all, the corpses would pile up, and the activity area would only get smaller and smaller.

Baptized by the shock wave generated by the close-range explosion of plasma worms, they even had little fuel left for their propulsion devices.

Then, a mecha fell down, and when it was waving the huge particle knife, its two entire iron arms were broken at the roots, and the huge blade more than eight meters long fell to the ground with a snap.

As the mecha lost both arms during the intense exercise, it also lost balance and fell to the ground at the same time.

The unrestrained warrior insect tide overwhelmed him, and the mecha struggled and twisted in panic like a human, then calmed down and exploded.

A few seconds later, the neck cockpit of the second mecha was cut off, just like a human being suddenly beheaded. The steel body suddenly paused, and the huge body like a giant lost control.

Then he fell to his knees with a bang and fell straight to the ground.

At this moment, a gust of air suddenly gushed out from the chest of the Triumph Mecha, above the missile silo, and under the neck. The propulsion device behind it suddenly stretched to both sides, and a black shadow as big as dust was ejected from it.

However, before the pilot's parachute opened, he was split into two in the air, and blood and internal organs splattered from the air, creating a horrible bloody rain.

The third mecha, the fourth mecha...

Inside the fortress tank, the battlefield commander Colonel Missivel stared blankly at the display, muttering, "It's over, it's all over. We won't even have a chance to evacuate now, you son of a bitch Blair!"

However, before he could stop cursing his boss, his dull pupils were suddenly lit up by something, and his whole body was activated again like a machine.

He stared blankly at the external holographic projection, then his expression became a little excited. The next second, he pushed away the observer next to him and stared at the screen with his sharp eyes!

What was lighting up his pupils? It was a red color brighter than rubies. It was the same red he had seen during the landing battle! Red like blood!

The mysterious hero who single-handedly turned the tide of the battle and saved the advance troops was the subject of much discussion among the soldiers and the topic of bragging during meals!

I saw a red light streak across the sky, and suddenly a small, brilliant firework burst out in the air.

Flying at high speed, the invisible executioner appeared in the air. Under the dazzling red light, what appeared was not its terrifying body, but fragmented pieces of flesh pouring down...

"He's coming." The young observer said excitedly, clenching his fists tightly.

Colonel Missville slammed the operating table hard, then took out a half-smoked cigar from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff!

After slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, the ferocious-looking Mediterranean showed a relieved expression.

Then, the colonel threw the cigar to the ground with force, stepped on it and crushed it hard, "Fuck it!"

Chapter 51: Location of the Insect Nest

On the battlefield of the vast plain, human soldiers were in a stalemate with dense Zerg. Countless fine streams of light shuttled across the battlefield, flames bloomed like flowers, and gun smoke dyed the blue sky with a haze.

Dense guided missiles rose into the sky like a rainstorm, leaving neat puffs of smoke in the air. Explosions were heard in the air, along with the shattered limbs of the "executioner".

As more and more anti-aircraft armor is destroyed, it also means that humans are gradually losing air superiority.

But they were not in a desperate situation at this time, because the executioner would cancel his invisibility when launching an attack, so every time a heavy armored vehicle was cut, in the fleeting moment when it appeared from the air, a red stream of light would accurately penetrate its body and then suddenly explode.

Thus, a strange phenomenon was formed. The Zerg elites targeted armored weapons, but the destruction of each armored weapon was accompanied by the death of an "executioner".

The red rays of light shot from different angles, but no one noticed where the red arrows came from.

In particular, the executioner squad of the mecha group in the front were all shot dead in just a few seconds almost the moment Beiyuan Kong landed on the battlefield.

It was not until nearly a minute that the radar locked onto a figure rapidly moving across the battlefield.

As his standard combat uniform was damaged, Kitahara Kong had changed back into his iconic black tight leather armor. At this moment, he was carrying Rebellion and moving quickly across the battlefield.

Without the restraint of power armor, his mobility was brought to the maximum. Every time he passed by with an afterimage, he left behind the broken body of a warrior.

He moved next to human armored weapons, and every time the executioner appeared, the big sword in his hand was replaced by a black longbow.

Ordinary people could only see that the executioner was torn into pieces as soon as the black bow appeared in his hand, leaving only a trace of the sharp arrow in the air, straight or with a slight arc.

Bei Yuankong had no means of detection, so he could not determine the location of the invisible executioner. When he first saw it, he subconsciously marked it, which prevented him from a sneak attack.

If humans can lock onto Kitahara Sora, how can insects be so slow? After dozens of their kind were shot dead within a minute, the executioner finally set his sights on Kitahara Sora.

So now, compared to the heavy firepower and armor on the battlefield, he is in the most dangerous situation.

So Kitahara Kong suddenly stopped, and his cold red eyes stared at the fortress tank in the center of the battlefield. Just with this simple glance, Colonel Missville understood what he meant.

The infantry quickly dispersed with reverent eyes, and the armored vehicles around him slowly approached, forming a circular defense circle with a range of 30 meters. All artillery were aimed at a position meters above Beiyuankong at an oblique angle.

As soon as the formation was formed, fierce flames burst out from the armored artillery. With a deafening sound rang out from overhead, more than a dozen executioners were reduced to ashes in an instant.

They have radars, so they can clearly know the positions of these elites no matter how fast they fly. Although the turning speed of the artillery cannot keep up with their flying speed, they can still use firepower network defense when they are ready to get close.

"Boom, boom, boom——"

The gun barrel that had just stopped firing began to emit flames again. This sudden volley even made Kitahara Sora subconsciously enter the demon state and even squat down to defend himself with his head in his hands.

A second later, Kitahara Sora recovered from his demonic state, looked around at the ferocious gun barrels, and cursed inwardly, "Fuck!"

Just as he finished speaking, fierce gunfire was heard again. Bei Yuankong, who was at the center of the sound waves, felt like his head was about to explode. He could not even hear the 'crash' sound of the elite Zerg corpse fragments falling. The deafening battlefield scene seemed to have turned into a pantomime at this moment.

After the sound of the cannon, the buzzing sound in my head lasted for several seconds before stopping, and I even suffered from temporary deafness.

It is because of his strong physique that an ordinary person without any protection would have been killed by the powerful sound waves long ago.

This method of defense was primitive, but effective. At least the hundreds of executioners left in the sky did not launch another attack, but instead remained invisible and circled quickly in the air.

But the next second, Beiyuan Kong seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look at the mecha squad at the forefront of the battlefield...

The mechas that were resisting the Zerg army in the front were already struggling. When a part of the heavy firepower formed a defense circle to protect Beiyuan Kong, some of the executioners actually concentrated their attack targets there!

There were already dozens of executioners there, and these ten bugs took away more than a dozen mechas in just a moment. So this is why Kitahara Sora solved the crisis of the mecha group at the beginning.

The original front line of defense was already shaky, and now it can only be maintained by relying on the fire suppression of the infantry. The heavy firepower has begun to defend against the insects surrounding from both sides, not to mention that more than a dozen armored firepower have begun to protect Kitahara Kong.

The executioners were divided into two groups, one group continued to watch over Beiyuan Kong's head, and the other group wanted to kill the remaining thirty or so war mechas as quickly as possible!

Just when the situation became tense, a hoarse voice came from the side, "Hey, you guys don't have the habit of wearing clothes?"

When Kitahara Kong turned his head, two armored vehicles suddenly drove away, and a huge fortress tank as big as a mountain appeared before his eyes.

An old man wearing power armor and with a weathered face half emerged from the open cabin roof, and the teasing voice came from his mouth.

But when Beiyuan Kong turned his head to look at him, he pulled the bowstring and arrow without saying a word. Before the old man could react, a straight thin line shot towards him.

The next second, there was a "click" sound, and an executioner fell from the air, lying beside the old man, twitching and struggling, with a metal arrow with trembling tail feathers stuck in its forehead.

The old man was also a ruthless man. After a slight pause, he pulled out the pistol from his waist and fired three shots at the executioner's head. The executioner, who was beaten to a pulp, was hit a few more times and became completely motionless.

"Remember your achievement, boy!"

"Can I scold you?"

"I'm your commander, you idiot!"

"In three minutes at most, the remaining hundreds of thousands of you will become a buffet, and I have a way to leave."

"No, you won't."

The old man waved his hand and threw something similar to a ski mask with an earphone attached. "Don't go naked on the battlefield next time. Bedbugs love beauties like you. They will fuck your ass to pieces, then eat it and become one with you!"

After saying that, the old man immediately returned to the tank, and Kitahara Sora put on the eyepatch on his head without saying a word.

Suddenly, a data module flashed in his eyes, and dense green light spots were reflected into his retina, and the radar eye mask was synchronized with the reconnaissance armor!

So most of the American senior officers also like to have a mouth full of fragrance? This caring scolding is not only not offensive, but also has a sense of intimacy.

Just like the joke on the Internet, 'You are my master?'

At this time, the rumbling sound was heard again, and the armored artillery that surrounded Beiyuankong immediately dispersed, the muzzles of the live ammunition secondary guns were lowered, and the pulse laser main guns were aimed at the swarm of insects in the distance again.

"Boy, if we can get rid of that sneaky little bitch in the sky, we can hold out for ten three minutes!"

As soon as Colonel Misivil's voice fell in the earpiece, Beiyuan Kong moved suddenly, holding the rebellious sword across his head, and an executioner immediately appeared in the air.

With a "clang" sound, the sparks from the collision of metal and iron had not yet fully bloomed, and after Xiaosa turned sideways, the rebellious blade rubbed against the sickle blade from the hilt and pulled down, passing by it sideways.

The attacker lost his balance in mid-air and found that his line of sight was dropping uncontrollably. When he came to his senses, his chest had been cut in half.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang——"

Kitahara Kong held the sword in one hand and quickly waved it in the air around him. As the dense and crisp sound of iron hammering came, the four executioners' sneak attacks with their sickles were perfectly blocked and bounced away.

There were continuous slashing sounds, and the rebellion with Spartan energy seemed to cut into the void. The criss-crossing crimson cuts were like an irregular fishing net, covering the four executioners.

Time seemed to stand still for half a second, and when it returned to flow, the executioners who were surrounded from all directions were shattered into a pile of meat with a "crash"!

Handsome, cool and unrestrained, that uninhibited style is like dancing a waltz!

In the form of a swordsman, he learns from the king of big talk, Dante!

God knows how many times Kitahara Sora was beaten by the simulated Dante during practice, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times? Each time he died in a different way, and each time he was killed in a different style, strange and changeable.