My Empire

Inside the underground headquarters, Andre is sitting in front of the map table, looking at the map of the map, the winner's troops are attacking the core area, these areas are the most robust fort, and the enemy will further pay a heavy cost.

Almost all bunker and bunkers have underground tunnels, some even lay railroad tracks, and have subway.

These core groundworks do even make the guards a lot of headaches, because the army of the Allah Hill Empire is like a group of ants.

The adjutant came over and took a regret to the Andrea: "General! Just lost the last fighter ... The Air Force landing team is already transferring spare parts and repair equipment."

"Okay, I know." Andre nodded slightly. He knew that everything was developing in the direction of the final collapse.

The Planet Battle of Higs 5 hit this place, in fact, it has already arrived at the mountains, unless there is a miracle, or these troops will be swallowed here.

Unless Chris consumed energy to open a magical eye, they came back unless the Allah Hill Empire Universe Fleet once again spent a counterattack, and then sent a batch of troops to log in.

Otherwise, Andre is to be in accordance with the pre-designed script, becoming the first true senior general of the Elan Hill Empire in this war.

Of course, there is also a general of the Yale of Dragon, but in accordance with the position, Yare and Andre are still a level.

Andre is an empire, and Yare is an empire. If the two people are killed, Andre is possible to be promoted into the empire, while Yare can only be chased in the empire.

The departure officer stopped and then continued: "In addition, General Yale is fighting on the 12th high ground, and has already played all day, or if you want to add?"

Andre said, then nodded, and said: "Organize some troops to pass, from the land downturn, there are other people who are exhausted."

"Yes! General!" The deputy officials were salute, turned around.

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"Boom!" In the huge underground air defense hole of several layers, the soldiers wearing the Air Force military uniform came back to a M4 assault rifle and looked at the explosion from the distance.

He shouted back, shouted with a land sipper who was loading the rocket in the side: "Go, come back, and those sweeping will come back from the entrance!"

"I am a helicopter! See ghost!" There is a two-dimensional code on the first forehead to push the rocket into the rocket,

I shouted loudly: "Why don't you give me a one-time rocket?"

The rocket tube in his hand is an old-fashioned RPG rocket, which is an excessive inventory before the Elan Empire. It is obviously not so easy to operate compared to the rockets that are lost in one time.

"Fast! They are coming!" The Air Force officer squatted through the gap of the sandbag, saw a black energy group flew in from the flushing smoke, directly hitting a sandbag, flew behind Several soldiers.

"Sudden rush!" Not far away, a soldier ended his M4 assault rifle to the far dust in the distance, and it was always until the light was turned back.

"This death! Let's come back!" The soldiers behind the sandbags saw that the sweep was already rushing out, and she screamed loudly while fired.

With his shout, the air force officer's body, re-launched the rocket tube in the shoulders, aiming at the direction of the tunnel labeled in the entrance.

"Call!" He pulled the trigger, and the rocket was ejected after his roll behind him. This RPG rocket ranked a circle during flight, and then exploded in the distance of the tunnel, set off more smoke.

"Boom!" The sweep soldier who rushed in and visited the head from the hidden place, and played an energy group against the human defense position.

This group of energy exploded near a container of human hiding, flying a sandbag that was treated as a branch, and flew the semi-container.

The bottled drinking water stored in the container is risoted, and the water of the bottle is flowing along the ground, and there is no dry blood on the side.

Inside the crowned sandbags, the filled rice grain seems to have a gravel, and these hoarding preparation materials have not been exhausted, and the enemy has attacked it.

"Medical protection soldiers! Medical protection!" Corner, a soldier single knee, using his hand, with his bloodstream, calling, loudly.

It is a pity that there is no one to answer his call, and the battlefield is still echoing the fierce guns, and sometimes the explosion sounds from time to time.

"Adhere to! Hide! Adhere to!" The palm of his hand watched his own comrades in the eyes of blood, and spitting blood dead.

He kept tears while holding his hand on the tactical vest of the elastic chip. Blood sprayed from his fingertips, flowing along the gap between the magazines, soaking the camouflage military uniform.

In the end, blood is no longer as sprayed like the spring, and the tight palm has finally hanging on the stone floor.

The soldiers who have been covered with a sticky blood raised their heads, and they have not come to stand up and hit the body by a good fever.

"Boom!" A explosion swallowed his body and his feet, the flesh and blood blurred shrimp arms were flying, splashing is everywhere.

"Ah!" Behind the temporary position near the entrance, a sweeper rushed into the trenches of temporary excavation. He pierced a soldier's chest with a blade, so that the soldier issued a scream of hysteria.

"Grenade!" The officer from the trench was returned to the head, while replacing the magazine, shouting on the soldiers around me.

Several soldiers also pulled out the grenades in the chest and pulled out the insurance rings and threw it out against the trench. At a few soldiers who were hitting in that trench, grenades were drained.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of swing swings swayed throughout the underground, and the dust was filled in the air. Everything seems to be silent.

"Susline!" After a second, the shot rifle scanned once again, broke the quiet serenity.

"Is there a way to open fire in the second floor?" In the dust, the air force's commander looked at the second floor of the left side around the hall, there should be a machine gun position.

This position is in the side of the entrance, and it is high. If this position re-fires, they will definitely reward the advantage, and the enemy will definitely be pressed to the entrance.

It is a pity that it is blown by the army of the attire, and has not been repaired yet.

"I have already gone five people, it may be that the machine gun is broken!" I took out the last rocket's land officer in the ammunition box. I also looked at the direction of the second floor and pulled the scorpion.

"If the reinforcement is still not coming, we must die here today!" The officer said in the direction of the entrance.

There, the sweeping army has flocked, and some of the pre-defense positions have failed.

They are not regular combat troops, and fighting is definitely not too high, so that the army that is temporarily picked up can stick to this time, it is actually a miracle.

"Long live the Elan Hill Empire!" When the Air Force's officer opened, the entrance direction came, came in a rhetoric screaming.

With the sound of the sound, the seven or eight grenades continuously explode, the whole underground work ended.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Obviously, grenades in a ammunition box seem to be detached. Just like the firecrackers put on the year, continuously exploding.

"My x!" Holded the big hat on his head, this Air Force military officer cureded with his neck, applying all the nearby smoke.

"Bullet! I need bullets!" Everything that can't be seen around, and there is a nervous shout.

Similarly, in the other direction, there are soldiers call for their comrades: "Medical protection soldiers! Some people are injured! Medical protection!"

"Sudden rod!" On the end of the second floor, the gunshots rang again, and the troops of the reinforcement were finally killed at this desperate moment.

The logging of the rifle is taken from the other side of the tunnel fish from the other side, and there are several regular soldiers who wear the power armor.

"Building a cross-fire power in heights!" A Army commander bowed to a bunker behind a bunker, and the soldiers who took the machine gun after the body.

Several soldiers nodded slightly, they took their own weapons, and rushed into the second floor with a sighter who took the ammunition.

Positive, several soldiers wearing a power engine armor have an electromagnetic rifle, and quickly form an internal arc line.

Bullets hit the eight sides defeated the cleaning people near those tunnels, after leaving the body of hundreds of sweepers, the other's offense finally stagnant.

"Now you are part of my 5117 armored master!" The gunshots gradually sparse, and the Army Commander found the Air Force Officer who was helping a wounded wound.

Although the rank is obviously the air military officer, but unfortunately, there is no air force above Higs 5.

The Air Force officer nodded and then said with a breath: "I finally waited for you! I am an Air Force Commander ... I can't do this at all ... You will take me as a soldier."

"Have it over!" The Army commander is also welcome, refers to the second floor corridor on the top of the finger: "I want to build a few positions, the more the fire is, the better the effect, the better."

"Nothing, soon they will swear from all directions, and we have been shattered like this." The Air Force officer smiled and reminded.

"I know, the other side will have the top of the wall from the side, but we are not vegetarian." The Army Commander pointed to a jeep that finished the tunnel, smiled and said.

On the jeep that was held by two rows of soldiers, filled with dangerous C4 explosives. That is their final means and is also the most effective means.

"Waiting for us to stick to it, it will explode this ..." The Army Commander has introduced his "super weapon": "Don't worry! These things are exploded, all the tunnels nearby will collapse, do not eat ten days They can't eat the next underground bunker node! "

"Ha! It's true! Let's go, go to the second floor!" The Air Force Commander nodded, and then took the damage to the land-of-the-shelf, the stair, who had collapsed halfway.

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A doctor is wraping on a thick arm, and Yaren has no expression waiting for the other party to treat his arm, listening to the outer intensive explosion.

The enemy's shelling began to become intensive than the shelling of the Elan Hill Empire, which may be the most terrible fire coverage of Yale.

The sky is in the middle of the squatter, as long as the goals are found, they will push down, and they will be a violent attack, as if it is a foraging vulture.

At the same time, the laminated man bomber seems to be the AC-130 air gunboat, and it is also awkward. They also attacked the ground to suppress the artillery fire of the Elan Hill Empire.

When lack of air defense artillery, the artillery of the Elan Hill Empire is not too much to shoot the frontline forces that cover others. Because once they can be fired, they are likely to be broken.

Yahar has played several times, destroying many squatters and roller bombers. But such a countest is not suppressed, the assembly master will only let more soldiers caught in the counter counters.

"General!" A officer walked into the room, and his respective salute handed a text to Yahar: "The commander of Andre commander calls, ordered to retreat to the highland of the 9th!"

"I know." Yare looked at the gauze on the arm, and the long sighed: "Order forces collection, take the subway train to the 9th highland. Wounded and medical care priority to get on the bus, I I personally break. "

"Yes! General!" The officer sent a letter once again and gave a gift, and conveyed the command of Yare.

"No. 9 Highland ... Retreating is the core to be stuffed ..." Yahal stood up and used only his own voice that he was able to hear.

He is not far from his side, and another officer is low, and it also uses a small voice: "What year is a year ... big one Higs 5, I insist that less than 5 months! "

In the middle of a high-level highland fortress, a highland of the highland, a high-level fortress, which is established, and the flagpole is straight, full of scars, black eagle flags that are scratched by a group of sweeps.

A sweeping commander is in the dense army of the army, looking at the distant human position, issuing a bad laugh: "Victory ... is looking!"