Chapter 2251 The sad survivor
2252 The sad survivor
"Each person can only take 200 ml of water! You can't take more!!" The second lieutenant's voice came from the front.
Darko pursed his lips. At this moment, the sound of an engine came from the sky, followed by a burst of cheers from the crowd. That's a transport plane! Finally a transport plane came down from the Concordia satellite!
After fighting continuously for more than a week, they finally received supplies. And the arrival of the transport plane also means that they can finally have more ammunition, as well as food, water, and medicine! Yes, medicine, Darko at least hopes to have some protection if he is injured.
He was also in the queue to get water. Darko filled the bottle with half a bottle of water and hurriedly poured it into his mouth while looking longingly at the direction of the transport plane's landing.
The transport plane over there has landed and should start unloading.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred! In full view of Darko and other Vizsla government troops, dozens of missiles were launched directly, hitting the transport ship with a long trail of smoke! !
Boom! boom! boom! boom! ! ! The sound of explosions was endless. The first few missiles were blocked by the deflector shield of the transport ship, and the next dozen or so missiles exploded directly on the ship!
The transport ship suddenly set off an extremely violent explosion! Even though the transport ship is no longer visible from Darko's position, you can still see the huge fireball rising in the sky!
It is impossible for an ordinary spacecraft to explode with such a violent flame, so there is only one possibility - those concentrated explosive gas storage tanks were detonated!
The explosion immediately caused chaos on the scene. The surrounding soldiers screamed loudly. Some ran to get weapons, some ran towards hiding places around them, and some rushed towards the transport ship in anger.
"Look over there! It's a super soldier!!" Someone pointed at the horizon and shouted hysterically.
Darko raised his head. The smoke was too heavy and he couldn't see clearly what was going on over there, but he did clearly hear a burst of gunfire coming from the other side.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!! Company 17 gather immediately!!" Their commander, the second lieutenant, shouted at the top of his lungs.
Darko quickly ran over with a kettle in his arms. Because his company was getting water, they were all nearby, so they gathered quite quickly. Although some soldiers who had not had time to get water came over, they still looked longingly at the water machine and licked their chapped lips.
"Anyone who has not gathered will be treated as a deserter! Set off now! Target loading and unloading platform!" the second lieutenant shouted loudly.
Is anyone here yet? Darko looked around. Perhaps because of his sharp eyes, he saw a few familiar figures flashing past behind a pile of cargo boxes.
Amidst this chaos, Darko followed the 17th Company and ran towards the direction of the attack.
Most of the troops here in the stadium are troops who have been rotated from the front line, either because of heavy casualties or because they have run out of ammunition and food. The combat effectiveness can be imagined.
All the way to the loading and unloading platform, I saw a fallen transport ship stuck diagonally on the ground, with raging fires burning around it, and the loading and unloading workers screaming and running around.
What is even more terrifying is that in mid-air, there are 20 demon-like figures flying at high speed with jet packs, shooting wildly at the ground as they fly!
"...It's a super soldier!" Someone shouted, turned around and tried to run away, but was shot dead by the commander behind him!
I heard the commander yelling angrily: "There are only 20 of them! Kill them! Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!!" The scene was even more chaotic, and the soldiers of the Vizsla government army were shouting loudly. Killing, killing, killing, but his body was hiding behind the bunker, not daring to show his head, he could only raise his gun and shoot randomly in the general direction of the air.
However, Jango Fett's super soldiers were condescending, firing precise firepower continuously, killing the soldiers one by one.
Darko also shrunk his neck and pulled the trigger randomly toward the sky. However, within two seconds, the lagging EE-3 blaster rifle in his hand shook violently and stopped firing. He took the gun back and took a look, only to see a red light flashing on the blaster gas tank, indicating that there was no ammunition.
He hurriedly fumbled for the armor belt on his chest, but it was empty. There was no other gas tank.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden roar in the sky! Then there was a loud bang! A warrior wearing a streamlined mechanized exoskeleton swooped down directly, without even slowing down, and slammed into a pile of cargo boxes next to him!
Boom! The metal cargo box was directly smashed into pieces, and the bodies of the Vizsla government soldiers hiding behind were even torn apart under the powerful impact!
I saw this terrifying warrior holding a pistol in each hand. He didn't even pause for a tenth of a second after landing, and fired rapidly at the surroundings!
The comrades of the 17th Company who had just lined up with Darko fell down like wheat, turning into lifeless corpses.
The warrior wearing the mechanized exoskeleton turned around, and Darko saw a 117 logo spray-painted on his chest armor. This terrifying warrior glanced here. Even through his full-coverage helmet, Darko could feel the terrifying killing intent! He quickly threw aside the rifle that had no explosive gas in his hand, and just lay on the ground and resigned to his fate.
There were two soft clicks, and he saw two smoking pistol magazines falling in front of him, and then the mechanical feet with a slight motor rotation sound walked past.
Following this, there was another series of gunshots and screams.
Darko felt like the blood all over his body had solidified! He lay on the ground shivering and dared not move.
The sound of gunshots, explosions, and screams continued, and there was a roar of a jetpack not far away. Perhaps the terrifying warrior numbered 117 was flying again. Darko did not dare to raise his head at all. Just take a look.
I don’t know how long it took, Darko’s body almost stiffened, and the gunshots and explosions around him gradually stopped. He sat up tremblingly and looked around...
This place was completely in ruins, with burning containers and debris everywhere, as well as corpses on the ground!
The injured were still wailing and screaming loudly, and some goods were occasionally detonated and exploded. The air was filled with a burnt smell, and even a smell of barbecue.
A soldier with half his body burned to charcoal was kneeling on the ground. He picked up the kettle on a corpse and poured it into his mouth desperately. However, the burnt half of the face had already cracked, and a lot of water leaked directly from the cracked cheek, flowing on the burnt body, and a puff of light smoke rose up.
This scene completely defeated Darko's spiritual defense. He vomited it out with a loud cry, crying loudly while vomiting...
"Help...Help!!!"