When another resonance backlash came back, Xiao Ming was shocked to feel that the female Vampire's stream of consciousness plummeted, weakened, and finally exhausted.
In the cage stained red by blood, its looming and graceful figure was suspended and trembling constantly.
Xiao Ming's heart also trembled, and his biggest worry was on the front line.
The counterattack of the Guards and other troops was close to two thousand meters.
Without the support of the female vampire, his stream of consciousness would not be able to attack so far, and the frontline officers and soldiers would lose the greatest protection.
What to do?
Xiao Ming made a decision in an instant and immediately made a stop gesture.
The highly nervous mechanic hurriedly turned off the resonant wave transmitter.
The subconscious connection was interrupted, Xiao Ming fell heavily from mid-air, and the only remaining guard battalion soldier behind him also fell to the ground.
"The Head of State" Jiji rushed up to help Xiao Ming up.
"Ignore my order, go ahead and freeze it immediately."
Xiao Ming lay on the ground and roared, his eyes fell on the blood cage, only seeing a bare tail, softly exposed, motionless, the tip of his heart It actually hurts.
At the wartime headquarters, the Berlin consul's expression changed when he heard Jiji's message, and he hurriedly ordered Ivan: "The head of state has ordered, activate the freezing defense line now."
The staff officers also called the frontline commanders at the same time: "Retreat immediately."
On the battlefield, the commander of the Guards, who was leading the way, received the order.
Although he was eager to kill, the military order was like a mountain.
He swung his giant sword and stopped urgently.
Then he waved back and led his men to retreat.
The mecha soldiers and brother troops retreated in an orderly manner.
Those militiamen were not regular troops.
How could they have such military discipline?
It was fine when they charged, but when they retreated, they showed their shortcomings.
They became a mess and blocked the narrow underground streets, dragging down the entire army.
The Guards, who had changed from the vanguard to the rear, were the most hindered.
They were originally the fastest, but now they couldn't go any faster even if they wanted to.
Behind them, the vine net came back again, roaring like the wind, becoming more and more violent.
Seeing the enemy approaching, the commander of the Guards had no choice but to give another order to form a sword and umbrella formation and retreat while fighting.
Thousands of roots shot out like knives and whips, and the mecha soldiers were not afraid.
Under the cover of secret weapons, they really suffered no loss in the confrontation with the living dead tree.
But something was wrong.
The secret weapon that had always maintained a stable attack frequency had not yet shown its power.
The Guards commander had figured out where the joint was.
There must be something wrong with the Führer's secret weapon, so his superiors ordered a retreat.
The enemy's attack was coming suddenly, but the retreating team still couldn't pick up the speed.
The artillery attack was too slow.
Once entangled in the vine net, the troops participating in the charge were in danger of being annihilated.
The commander of the Guards blamed himself for advancing blindly and putting his comrades in danger.
Every life here is a precious fire for mankind.
"Fight them!"
the Guards commander roared, suddenly stopped, stood still, and prepared to use his life to complete his own salvation.
He did not issue a formal military order, but each mecha soldier stopped and stood together with this iron-blooded superior who had known him day and night, and together they faced the most terrifying enemy in the history of mankind.
The exoskeleton armor was shining with ferocious blood, which complemented the cold light of the giant sword.
The overwhelming murderous roots, carrying the aura of death, were reflected on their retinas, expanding infinitely.
The Guards are about to face the most brutal battle.
Just when the two sides were about to collide, clouds of white mist suddenly rose from all corners of the underground streets, submerging everything and causing the temperature to plummet: