Arknights? Colonization Ark!

Duke Baikal stared blankly at several columnar flying objects that suddenly appeared on the distant skyline.

In the blink of an eye, it was about to fly over the advancing Ursus army.

What the hell kind of speed is this?

Before Duke Baikal could close his wide eyes, the missiles, just like what happened in Kazdel, had their front shells pop open, revealing densely packed...ordinary pure Originium cluster bombs inside.

The cluster bombs that were launched, with the self-correction of a small amount of fuel, evenly hit the advancing Ursus army. The speed was so fast that no one could react. They didn't even have time to shout "enemy attack" before they were inhumanely bombed.

Fires bloomed in the army formation. The victims in the center were torn into pieces by the huge explosion. Those who were farther away were blown away by the air waves, and their internal organs were severely damaged. Finally, they were pierced through by the shattered fragments.

The blood and the soil were the same color, and the limbs and the dust flew together.

The bombing range of each cluster bomb is tens of meters in diameter. Add in the damage from the Originium fragments and you will become infected even if you don’t die.

This was much more powerful than the previous naval gun bombing. Compared with the former's 0 casualties, the bombing of these four missiles caused at least thousands of casualties.

They hadn't even taken two steps out of the door when they were blown to pieces. It was a heavy blow to the morale.

But the more it is now, the more we cannot retreat, we must rush in at once!

Alexeev directly issued a charge order to the entire army.

The commotion caused by the explosion was immediately suppressed, and the field hospital was not far from the bombing site. If the survivors were carried back immediately, they might still be saved.

The black wave quickly climbed to the top of the mountain, and the drones in the sky were also watching every corner of the earth where the enemy might appear.

The high-speed warships moved. Two light high-speed warships broke away from the fleet, slowly accelerated, and headed towards the pass between the two mountains. They were full of crossbowmen and warlocks, and the artillery on both sides was on high alert. Any disturbance anywhere would immediately lead to a devastating blow.

"This...this is the secret weapon you mentioned!!!"

There was undisguised greed on Duke Baikal's face.

The range is twenty kilometers!

Such a large strike area!

And this is just his performance just now, maybe there are even more powerful expressions.

if.....

if!

The power displayed by the enemies one after another has almost driven him crazy.

"Where is it? Where are they?"

The roaring sound is more like that of a beast controlled by desire than a human.

Duke Baikal grabbed the collar of the big bear with both hands. At this moment, he was no longer thinking about anything else. There was only one thought in his mind.

You must do everything you can to get them!

Daxiong resisted the urge to punch the guy in front of him, and tried his best to act as if he was scared, and spoke timidly.

"It's...it's about 20 kilometers northwest of that mountain. My captain and my brothers saw it."

More than 20 kilometers northwest....

Duke Baikal thought for a moment and then asked impatiently:

"What about your captain? What about your brother?"

The bear was questioned, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Captain... he was killed in that explosion. Only two of us are left alive. She also had half of her leg blown off. She is still in the medical room for treatment..."

Baikal cursed inwardly, "What a waste."

But it doesn’t matter, as long as you know the approximate location, it’s enough.

He immediately abandoned the big bear, rushed to the side of the ship, and shouted to the admiral who was commanding the troops under the high-speed battleship:

"Alexeyev! Order everyone to attack at full speed and take the intersection at all costs!"

.....

Several people who were eavesdropping from dozens of kilometers away looked at each other in bewilderment. Why would they notify the enemy to speed up the attack instead of arranging people to launch a direct raid?

Baikal's face is almost covered with the word greed, how can he still hold back?

Tallulah thought about it for a while, and she still felt that the other party was not someone who would endure.

"They probably don't want to expose the existence of the inner guards in front of Big Bear. The others haven't found the inner guards yet. It seems that they must have used some special communication method."

The Internal Guards would never obey the Duke's orders, but this time they were here to clean up the previous transaction, so they would definitely come.

This is what Kashena said herself, she had no reason to lie.

Therefore, even if Baikal has to coax the inner guards over, he will still do it.

only....

How do you plan to fight the inner guard? Tallulah.

A group of human dirty bombs that cannot be hit or killed, but have extremely high combat power. Even Bozhuocasti and Kosice are not quite sure how to make these weird things.

Zhang Miao had no doubt that Tallulah could kill them, but it would be difficult to capture or repel them.

On the battlefield at this moment.

People from both sides have already started fighting to the death.

Chapter 114: Shield activated! Huge jet!

"attack!"

The shield guard who served as the vanguard held a heavy shield and crashed directly into the gap that collapsed due to the previous bombing, completely smashing the only remaining wall.

But he did not rush in immediately. Instead, he took out a bag of explosives from his waist and threw it directly in.

There was a loud bang, smoke, dust and gravel flew everywhere, and then several shield guards charged forward with shields raised without waiting for the smoke to clear, followed closely by elite vanguards with conical blades in their hands ready to go, and followed by several warlocks and assaulters.

The passage inside the tunnel was surprisingly wide, enough to accommodate several people walking side by side. The first shield guard who rushed out of the smoke and dust looked around but did not see any enemy.

The enemy had obviously anticipated the shield guard's attack method and did not block the gap.

The soldiers who rushed into the tunnel did not dare to be careless. The previous round of bombing told them that the enemies here were not ordinary people who could be manipulated at will.

Glancing left and right, he found several corners ahead, and the shield guards charged forward directly with their shields raised. Even if there was an ambush, he believed that the large shield in his hand could protect the safety of himself and his comrades.

As high-level soldiers, they also have some understanding of tactical rules.

After turning the corner, they indeed discovered the enemy.

Like himself, the opponent also held a large shield, but there was only one person, and there were also several soldiers holding crossbows behind the enemy.

Without thinking too much, he simply raised the shield to cover his entire body. The protective suit on his body kept making sounds like ceramic plates colliding due to the rapid movement.

Even if they are the same heavy infantry, they are confident that they can rely on their strong physical fitness to force the opponent back and kill them by crashing into the wall!

What's more, they have top melee fighters like the Vanguard Elite behind them.

In contrast to their calmness, the soldiers holding large shields felt their legs go weak and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.

They are just physically better and can lift the shield, but the opponents are the top elite of Ursus, how can they possibly defend themselves?

The long-range firepower of both sides was already in conflict. The crossbow arrows with the sound of breaking through the air hit the shields and were easily bounced off. This small alley could not accommodate too many crossbowmen or large crossbow cannons.

This painless attack made the shield guard feel certain.

But that’s not all, was the previous attack from outside really just a coincidence?

The shield-holding prisoner looked at the approaching shield guard, his legs were shaking, and he pressed the buttons several times in a panic, but there was no response. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

"Insurance! You idiot!"

After the crossbowman behind him anxiously reminded him, he remembered to turn on the safety and then pressed the button hard.

God knows what the use is. Time is short and they don’t even have time to train on how to use weapons. They just hope those tin cans don’t deceive them!

Instantly, a huge recoil force was transmitted from the shield. With great effort, he could only press his hands tightly on the shield, and use his whole body to support it to prevent it from falling.

The prisoners of war, who had no idea what was happening, could only feel a heat wave hitting their faces, but they didn't even dare to open their eyes to look.

The crossbowmen behind him had forgotten to draw their bows and were just standing there in a daze.

The enemy melted and then vaporized.

Literally vaporize.

When he pressed the button, a large amount of ice crystals formed from the white Originium in front of him, which were then instantly heated to tens of thousands of degrees Celsius by the red Originium. The ice turned into a purple high-temperature plasma jet in a very short time.

The melting point of conventional processed metals is over four thousand degrees.

When the purple flame appeared, the charging shield guard had already sensed something was wrong. Before he could react, the flame hit the shield in his hand.

Then, in less than a second, the multi-layer composite solid shield was melted through.

Neither the steel on the surface nor the carbon fiber on the inner layer could block the flames. Even the shield guard himself didn't have time to dodge and could only watch the flames pierce through his chest.

There was no heart-wrenching pain, and the wound didn't even have a chance to burn. He didn't even have a chance to shout out a word to warn his comrades before the high temperature destroyed his central nervous system.

The elite soldiers standing behind the shield guards were even worse than the shield guards. They had no shields in their hands, and they all huddled behind the shield guards, so they were directly hit by a jet of fire.

The passage was actually very wide, and the users did not turn their shields. If they had been standing a little more dispersed, they might not have suffered such great losses.

It was not until the recoil disappeared that the prisoner who was leaning against the shield had half of his head popped out from behind the shield.

He stared blankly at the hellish scene in front of him. The shield guard standing in the front was only five meters away from him, but his upper body was missing, and his lower body was intertwined with the completely melted and deformed shield. The people behind him were not much better than the shield guards. Their bodies melted and stuck together, as if they were a monster made of flesh.

There was no blood, not even the smell of high-temperature barbecue, only the scorching air irritating everyone's lungs, reminding them that they were still alive.

The black wounds were not burnt flesh, but crystallized glass.

It looks like…

Just like Originium.

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he almost threw away the shield in his hand.

This is simply a devil's weapon!

But considering that it is the guarantee of his own life, he should wait until the war is over.

The prisoner of war who was thinking this suddenly remembered that he seemed to need to exchange the Originium.

He quickly opened the fastener, took out the dusted Originium inside, replaced it with a new one, and then evacuated the scene with his teammates.

Such scenes appeared at the entrances of various tunnels, but not every time there was a gain. In some places, a large amount of explosives were thrown directly into the corners by the vigilant shield guards, and the prisoners were blown to death before they could run away, or they were pounced on and killed by the surviving vanguard elites before they could exchange the source stone in time.

After all, the defenders were just ordinary mine supervisors and guards. It was okay for them to bully the infected people, but it was impossible for them to fight against the elite troops of Ursus head-on without being defeated.

If you want to live, you have to fight with your life.

In order to maximize the effectiveness of their group, Tallulah made use of the extensive tunnels in the mountains to disperse all the enemies so as to avoid a head-on collision between the armies.

If they formed a proper battle formation, they would be defeated by the Ursus army at the first sight. In this tunnel, they could hold out longer.

There were no earth-shaking shouts of killing, no roars of cannon fire, and the most common thing in the alleys was hand-to-hand combat and the collision of blood.

The core punishers stood at the core of each important road, waiting for the enemy to advance slowly.

Chapter 115: Your stuff is out of date!

The irritable lieutenant general stuck the broken sword in his hand into the ground.

What the hell are these things?

If he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged to the side in time, he would have been vaporized like his own guards.

But even so, the armor on the chest was melted. If it was not taken off in time, it might have stuck to the flesh, and then he would have been worse off than dead.

It was just a slight scratch, but the killing power of this damn thing is too terrifying!

What's even more outrageous is that he dodged the purple flames, rushed across the last distance, and stabbed the shield with the sword in his hand. Even if it was a shield of a shield guard, he could pierce it and then stab the guy hiding behind the shield to death.

The result was that the tip of the sword hit the shield, and the huge reaction force caused severe pain in his palm. Instead of piercing the shield, it broke his sword.

This damn shield!

Without even a moment's hesitation, he swung the sword, which was less than two inches long, around the shield and chopped off the prisoner's head. Then he killed the three or four crossbowmen behind him in less than two seconds.

The lieutenant general, with his upper body naked, touched the severely burned skin on his chest, grimacing in pain. He then looked at the headless body lying on the ground and was furious.