"The city lord is in the inner city. There is a small fortress, and all the important supplies of the slave city are inside!"

The rain was falling. After sweeping away the enemies on the city wall, the mobilized soldiers paused under the city wall in the city gate.

More than two hundred figures stood in the rain curtain, and one glance at it, the dense figures were joined together.

In the front of the team, Yu Lei, carried by the mobilized soldiers, greeted the heavy rain and loudly reminded.

The combat power of these people in front of them was too terrifying, and Nucheng was already out of rescue. Yu Lei understood this very well in his heart.

Now what he needs to do is to save his life, and the only way to save his life is to lead the way and tell the people around him all about the situation in the slave city.

"keep going!"

With an order, the mobilized soldiers who had been standing still in the rain began to move again.

They trot with guns and headed towards the inner city along the straight street under their feet.

As he ran, Jevric looked around.

Behind the city wall, there is a dense group of buildings. The buildings are not too tall. Most of them are around seven floors. Compared with the decaying buildings outside, the buildings in the city look quite intact, and there is no trace of old age. .

Presumably, the buildings here have been repaired by humans. As for reconstruction, this possibility is also possible.

The street under the building is also cleaner and much tidier than the outside. At least there is no green vegetation. Although it is still a rough road, it looks much better.

The mobilized soldiers moved on the street, and their figures walked in the rain on the street.

Through the thermal function, you can see the building from the display screen inside the helmet, and many people standing outside the window are observing the street outside.

Those people were undoubtedly civilians in Slave City, and the movement outside attracted their attention.

Tonight is destined to be a restless night for Slave City. What is changing Slave City in the heavy rain.

Since breaking through the city wall, the mobilized soldiers advancing inside the city have not encountered any enemies.

The enemies seemed to disappear.

The street under the rain curtain seemed very calm, only the figure of the mobilized soldiers existed, passing by the rain curtain on the street.

"Attention! Get ready to fight!"

Not long after, the mobilized soldiers marching on the streets finally encountered the enemy.

At the end of the street, in the distance in the darkness of the rain curtain ahead, a large group of figures appeared, and they were coming oncoming down the street.

There are so many and densely packed, they are scattered and running on the street, holding guns in their hands.

The mobilizers used the night vision and thermal sensing capabilities of their helmets to see them all over the dark rain.

They did not see the mobilized soldiers, the hazy rain and fog, and the dark night blocked their sight.

Although they all held a lot of lighting tools with beams of light in their hands, the light made them unable to see too far.

Just be able to see the way under your feet.

Jevrich waved his hand and pointed towards the middle of the road.

The mobilized soldiers from behind responded and formed a line of fire in the middle of the street.

About two dozen mobilized soldiers stood in a row, kneeling in the middle of the road, pointing their rifles to the dark street ahead.

Behind them are also more than 20 mobilized soldiers standing, holding their guns facing the rain curtain in front.

The rest of the mobilized soldiers stood separately on both sides of the street, scattered freely, ready to fight at any time.

The mobilizers are waiting, waiting for the oncoming enemy to approach.

The oncoming Slave City soldiers were still running in the dark rain curtain, unaware that the dark death **** in front had waved their sickles, waiting for them to run under the blade by themselves.

Time passed by, and the enemy was getting closer.

Until I was close to my eyes, I could see the figure in the rain screen shaking with the naked eye.

"Fire!"

With an order, Death waved his sickle.

"Da da da"

The tongues of fire flickered, huge gunshots were intensive, and countless red fire bullet marks appeared in the dark rain curtain, forming a barrage, whistling and attacking the oncoming figure.

"Chih! Chih!"

The sound of bullets entering the flesh continued to sound. Amid the screams, countless figures fell on the ground and rolled into a ball.

Some were killed for a while, while others were still alive.

The massacre is simply a massacre.

Countless red bullet marks roared from the rain curtain, but they still did not see the presence of the enemy.

One after another, the figures fell down like they were cutting wheat.

"Boom boom!"

They fired back, symbolically strafing in the direction of the bullet.

After being baptized by the first wave of bullet rain, they responded and fell to the ground, but the enemy’s firepower was too strong, even if they fell to the ground, their companions were hit by bullets every minute, either wailing or Kill.

The gunshots that had subsided soon sounded again in the slave city. This time the gunshots became more intense and cruel to the two fighting parties.

The mobilizers have powerful firepower, while the enemy has a number of people several times more than their own.

Encountered on the street, neither side had a cover to cover. This was a battle entirely by luck.

But compared to the slave city soldiers without any protection, the mobilizers have better protective equipment. Although the opponents are large in number, the barrage formed looks terrifying, but the power of the bullet is too weak, even at the most vulnerable joints of the powered combat uniform. It is also unable to penetrate effectively.

This is an unfair battle from beginning to end.

On the line of fire on the street, the frequency of firing by the mobilizers has never stopped. After one magazine was hit, they were immediately replaced with another magazine, and they continued to fire hundreds of bullets, with smoke from the muzzle.

Most of the opponent's counterattacks were emptying their guns. Even if they were lucky enough to hit the mobilizer on the line of fire, the mobilizer who was hit would only shake slightly, and then continue to shoot forward.

Bullet marks danced wildly, bullets roared, gunshots rumbled, and the streets shrouded in the darkness of rain, only the fire from the shots flickered, and the fiery bullet marks pierced the darkness, but no one was seen.

"Retreat, retreat, return to the inner city!"

As the figures fell one after another, panic spread among the soldiers in the slave city. Although they did not turn around to escape, they no longer had the heart to fight.

The huge loss also made the commander of the slave city soldiers retreat, and if this continues, they will only account for all their subordinates. #####

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