Vader nodded. Like Via, the telescope in front of him has not been put down and he has been observing the situation outside.

The eldest brother is right. They have no choice in the face of foreign enemies. No matter how big the contradiction is, they must let go. At this time, if you are considering personal interests, you will only end up with the consequences.

What they understood, how could the three army commanders not understand.

The arrival of support troops slowed the situation on Turner Island, but how long can this situation last?

Time is money. As the defender, Bentley needs a buffer of time and uses various methods to compete for more time.

The First Army is also robbing time, and must follow the plan to open the door to Bentley in the shortest possible time.

Although the island capture operation has stopped, the First Army is carrying out a corresponding response plan.

The follow-up troops stopped their transportation, and the pioneer troops who landed on the island stopped advancing after entering the rocky forest.

The expected battle did not happen. When the troops entered the rocky forest, all they could see were piles of broken stones and craters one after another.

The ground of the stone forest is also a piece of yellow sand, except for the stone road, the ground filled with yellow sand is quite soft.

The troops stayed in the middle of the rocky forest. The hammer tanks lined up in columns on the gravel stone path, forming a straight line. The engines had been turned off, and the black hole muzzle pointed straight ahead.

The sickle mecha stayed in the soft sand, arranged randomly among the rocks, and the three heavy rotary machine guns turned around, searching, alerting the surroundings.

The mobilizers rested on the spot among the rocks, waiting for the next order.

It is located in the middle of the stone forest. On both sides of the stone road, a trace of a position can be vaguely seen. In the previous artillery fire, the position in the stone forest was wiped out.

Among the gravel on the ground, many corpses can be seen crushed under the gravel, and occasionally patches of solidified black blood can be seen in the sand. Stumps and broken bodies are even more rare. The scene is shocking. Very hideous.

In this shocking scene, the mobilizers in it were quite calm.

Even sitting next to the **** broken arm, you can still ignore it.

This is a war. In a war, people will always die. No matter how ugly they are, they are just corpses. Why be afraid?

In one place in the rocky forest, there were two rows of metal figures that had lost their vitality on the soft sand.

Before landing, they were hit by enemy artillery fire, and the powerful explosion power tore through the protection of the powered combat uniforms, causing them to lose their lives.

A total of twelve people in a row, twenty-four mobilizers lost their lives.

Beside the corpse, mobilized soldiers surrounded them, seeing off their dead comrades.

Although the helmets concealed their expressions at this time, the heavy atmosphere made them feel sad.

At this time, in the heavy atmosphere, five black figures came up. They were wearing black blood-striped nuns and black hoods. Their wide robes covered any information about them, fluttering in their dresses. Next, they came to the corpse laid out on the sand.

They stood scattered, surrounding the body in a circle.

The appearance of the nuns made the mobilizer a little puzzled, a little puzzled, and even more at a loss.

Although these nuns have always existed during the voyage, many mobilized soldiers did not know why they existed.

They just received orders from their superiors, and they don't need to pay attention to those nuns, and they can't prevent them from doing anything.

What are they going to do?

"What are you guys?"

As the commander of this vanguard force, the fifth-level sergeant "Lof" couldn't help asking the nearest nun.

This question was also what the surrounding mobilizers wanted to know, and they all looked at the nuns in the field.

Under the gaze of many eyes, a cold voice came from the hood of one of the nuns.

"Giving a second life to those who have firm convictions, and let them continue to fight alongside you, this is the master's command!"

Second life?

Resurrection?

is it possible?

Because of the nun's words, the mobilized soldiers looked at each other. Although there was no comment, everyone was surprised.

If it can really come back to life, it would simply violate their previous common sense.

the host?

This should refer to the commander.

In the astonished sight of the mobilizers, the nuns took new actions.

Slightly bent, the nuns half-kneeled on the sand, and in their whispers, black-gray death force poured out from under their robes, surrounding their bodies.

The power of death that dances is like a black gloom, and it looks like a black elf is jumping.

This miraculous scene saw the mobilized soldiers stunned.

Even Love looked surprised at the changes in the field. Although he knew that the world had many abilities that violated their common sense, could the law of life and death really change?

There was another change in the field. In a "scream" that sounded from the bottom of my heart, the death force surrounding the nuns turned into a long black river rushing to the sky.

At a point in the air, the five powers of death gathered in the sky and turned into a rotating black vortex.

In the black whirlpool, the black arc is shining, very gorgeous.

Not long after, a little white light emerged from the whirlpool, and the dark gloomy light mingled with it fell towards the ground and poured into the twenty-four corpses lined up on the beach.

The black vortex was 20 meters high in the air, and the falling white light spots and black gloom formed a strange and beautiful scene.

In the beauty, there is also a breath that makes "life" feel trembling.

Under the continuous erosion of white light spots and the power of death, the six corpses began to flash with black gloom, and amazing changes took place.

The dark green power combat uniforms on the six corpses, as if dyed, gradually turned black. The hard metal seemed to have been softened, changing its structure, and some regular patterns began to appear on the smooth armor. Water chestnut, the round helmet is also full of water chestnut, the sensor is fused, revealing two black holes.

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