Earth Invasion

Chapter 106 The Finale of the Sifah Dynasty ([-])

San Antquis, burning.

From the day that the bronze king Elasidor made his capital, the white walls of St. Antquis and the morning bells accompanied the Sifah dynasty and the Assyrians for more than 1000 years.

This white, thousand-year-old capital is older than most countries on Earth.Countless Assyrian scholars, monks, poets, and painters have left countless cultural treasures here.The Assyrians who settled in this royal capital spent each season peacefully and fulfillingly.In the eyes of the Assyrians, this is a symbol of peace and prosperity, and it is the white treasure of the Sifah dynasty.

Today, this gem is ablaze.The colors of flame and blood became the main colors of the white city.With a final roar, the enslaved Assyrians charged their flesh and blood against the monster of steel and fire.With hot blood flowing, he stepped on the corpse of his compatriot Shang Wen until he was killed by the bright blue and orange death light and became the ladder of the compatriots behind.

Zhang Mai's iron gray PA armor appeared and disappeared in the night of the capital, and he carried An through the burning city like a gust of wind.The superconducting battery hummed slightly, and he stepped over the wreckage, through the ruins, and headed towards his destination.

Too much blood was shed and too many people died.Zhang Mai's heart was churning, just like Mr. Lu Xun wrote, he finally saw the dripping blood and bleak life.Those corpses that died in the ruins, still with their hands up to the sky, seemed to be making a final protest to the unknown god.Every lost life made Zhang Mai feel the trembling of his soul from the bottom of his heart.

This is done by earthlings, earthlings like me.Whether it's people from NATO, people from the space circle, people from Shanghai Cooperation Organization, or other people.They all have a name, Earthlings.In the species-based world, there is no doubt that the killings done by the people on earth will eventually be borne by the people on earth including all countries.

They are not human at all! ?They will cry, laugh, and communicate with you. They have the same temperature as the girl in their arms. How do the executioners who are also earthlings regard them as ants, goods and just a number! ?
You are doing it wrong!The wrong is far and wide, and the wrong is hopeless!Zhang Mai's heart was full of anger and hostility for the first time.He jumped up from the side of a building with Ann in his arms, crossed an alley like a big bird, and landed heavily on the ground.

I will shoot!Will shoot without hesitation!

"Hey! Over there! Do you want to have a solo meal? We'll have a chance to meet you! How about we have a party!"

After crossing a street, a lone Earthman saw Zhang Mai, and he yelled at him, waving the machine gun in his hand vigorously.Behind him, an Assyrian man was lying in a pool of blood, and his other mechanical hand was grabbing an Assyrian woman whose clothes had been torn into strips.I don't know if I'm dead or alive.

After he finished shouting, he found that the PA that was running at high speed drew a semicircle around it.That guy kicked directly on the wall when he turned the corner, and rushed over without slowing down.

wrong!What is he rushing over for?As a veteran PMC practitioner, he has rich experience.But heavy doses of aphrodisiacs and alcohol numb his nerves.When he reacted and was about to make a move, the high-speed grenade launcher on Zhang Mai's left arm flashed, and a [-]MM high-speed armor-piercing projectile hit the armor plate on his chest almost instantly.

The thousands of degrees of supersonic metal jet instantly melted and penetrated the surface silicon carbide armor plate and the internal foamed aluminum alloy inner structural plate.After penetrating through the two kinds of armor materials with different densities, the dispersed metal jets turned the mixture of protein, fat, muscle fibers and bones into a mill of flesh and blood.At the moment when the dead body hadn't fallen down, Zhang Mai kicked up and kicked the garbage made of metal and flesh away.Then without even looking, he turned and left.

Boy, reaped the first life in his life.

Sir South sat in the middle of the great hall of his dwelling.His place of residence is the barracks of the Knights of the Holy Grail.Armed with sharp axes and flintlock guns, knights in breastplate panted around him, staring at their blood-red eyes, waiting for the knight to give the order to attack.

The city guards have already waged war with the earthlings.The children of the common people are fighting at the risk of life and death. Could it be that the descendants of the nobles themselves should hide in the barracks and act like a turtle!

Jazz certainly knew that the city guards were in contact with the rebel forces, and the city gate was blown open this time because of the city guards.Now the city has become a hell on earth, as a nobleman, he should lead the knights out, even if he is beaten to a pulp by those machine monsters, he will not frown at all.

Just like the Duke of Durrochem, the vigorous death is also a kind of satisfaction.

However, King Phillips IV issued a death order, and the Knights of the Holy Grail were not allowed to leave the camp for half a step, otherwise, they would be punished as treason!

Regarding the affairs in the city, His Majesty's envoy told him this.

"Some rebels colluded with the minister and launched a rebellion with a group of mobs! They intend to attack the camp of the earth masters, so the earth masters plan to help us clean up. Just wait for the news with peace of mind!"

The sergeant wanted to punch the pale envoy to death.That guy hunched over, his feet were sloppy, and he looked like a trash who was addicted to drugs from earthlings!
However, the king's order is absolute.As a knight, a knight who made an oath, I can't violate my oath no matter what!

"My lord!" Just as the old jazz was struggling, a servant broke in!
"What's wrong!?"

"Machine monsters! The machine monsters of the earthlings are coming!"

Sir South stood up abruptly, knocking down the chair behind him.He grabbed the tomahawk on the shelf next to him, and grabbed a thick musket like the ones used by earthlings from the table next to it.It seems to be called a Winchester rifle, and the bullets are as thick as a thumb.

Is it finally here? !Earthling?Sir South's heart suddenly calmed down. It seemed that he was going to die, but as a knight, it is my honor to die on the battlefield!

"How many machine monsters are there!" The old jazz's face was flushed, and there was a trace of fanaticism in his heart. It would be great if he could kill a machine monster before he died.

The attendant who rushed in froze for a moment, and stretched out a finger.

"One."

(End of this chapter)