Before actually encountering the Empire's cyborgs, the senior cyborgs of the Death Angel didn't take them seriously, but when the cruel reality was before their eyes, they finally had to admit the horror of mutants.
So scary that sometimes they need to fight two against one, which is simply a shame for the senior angels of death.
But they had to swallow the shame.
At this moment, on the high tower of the inner city wall of the Angel of Death, every general's expression was gloomy and terrifying.
"How long do we have to wait, haven't the members made up their minds yet?"
A roar echoed through the three-dimensional imaging in front of the generals.
"Grand, pay attention to your choice of words.
Can you yell at me?"
"You're still paying attention to the wording.
Haven't enough people died?
You're still caring about the wording?"
Grand slapped the table angrily, his roar undisguised.
"Calm down, MPs will make a decision at the appropriate time."
"Yes, anyway, those who are dying on the battlefield are not your people, you cowards, you shameless political conspirators, you have used everything for calculations, but what have you calculated?
The imperial people are at our feet. , and you are still considering the gains and losses, you dirty cowards."
"Grand, your uncle is also a member of the parliament.
Are you mocking him too?"
"My uncle is not a coward like him in our Fijian family.
I doubt whether he is a competent parliamentarian."
"Grand, you are being treasonous."
"It's you who are doing the treachery."
Another general stood up through the imaging.
"What's wrong with what Grand said?
You are just a bunch of dirty guys in the corner."
"Yes, it's already at this time.
What are the congressmen still hesitating about?"
More and more generals participated.
"You have to know that the congressmen represent not only themselves, but also the interests of the family that each of them represents.
This guarantees your interests."
"Family interests.
The survival of the family is still at stake.
What interests do we care about?
Even if all the ice tools in the family are deployed, how difficult is it to calculate this now?
Or do we, the great congressmen, really have strong confidence that the ice tools can really be used?"
Defeat the Imperial Mutants" "I will only give you five minutes.
If you have not made a decision within five minutes, I, Ukimir Ilyich Ivanov, on behalf of the Ivan family, will be the first person to mutiny."
"Ukimir, you are threatening the parliament.
This is blatant rebellion."
"If this is treason, our Walker family is willing to become the second treason."
"You, you are not qualified to represent your family.
The only people who can represent your family are members of parliament."
"Really then let's wait and see" "asshole" The senators' roars came to an abrupt end as nearly all the generals turned off their imagers.
At this time, in the defense system control center, Fagan was watching the scene happening in front of him expressionlessly.
"My dear father, it seems that you have guessed everything."
He squinted his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
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"Boss, when are we going to the city gate?"
Art asked Fan beside him while carefully inspecting the weapons.
"Wait a little longer, it will be soon."
Fan replied calmly.
Through the individual telescope in his hand, he had already vaguely felt the emotions of the generals.
Sure enough, three minutes later, electronic sounds came clearly from his and Art's headsets.
"Everyone please arrive at the nearest safe zone in the center of the outer city within three minutes.
I repeat, everyone please reach the nearest safe zone in the center of the outer city within three minutes."
Such a message without beginning or end was passed through the headsets of all the soldiers, and no one knew what the purpose of this message was.
"Boss, what should we do?"
"Rush over, we only have three minutes."
Two figures quickly leapt onto the rooftop of the multi-story building, and at the same time, more crowds of people began to rush towards the central safety zone of the outer city.
Because the heavy turret rising slowly from the ground and the reinforced ultra-thick tempered glass shield are their only hope for survival at this time.
But three minutes is indeed too short.
It is so short that only those warriors who are extremely close to the central area can arrive on time.
However, the warriors who are a little further away are greatly delayed by the enemies that are constantly blocking them.
Those warriors who are farther away, There's no way you'll arrive on time.
Therefore, when those mutants escaped the shooting of the turret and smashed crazily on the indestructible protective layer, the last entrance to the safe zone was slowly closed.
"No" "Open it quickly" "Don't leave us behind" The belated soldiers slapped the tempered glass frantically, but they would not get any response.
This thick layer of tempered glass is the boundary between life and death at this moment.
The hot blood dyed the glass red, and the soldiers who were blocked could only accept the cruel harvest of the empire.
Their faces were all full of desperate struggles.
They may have been prepared to sacrifice a long time ago, and they are not afraid of dying, but when life is right in front of them, they cannot accept this kind of gap that is only a thin line away from the hope of life.
"Boss, we are a step late."
Art sighed softly, his tone unclear whether he was disappointed or free and easy.
"Don't give up, we still have a chance."
Fan took a deep breath.
Art looked at Fan with a complicated expression, "It's okay, now we are the only ones standing together, just like we did in the survival trial, but at that time we were in order to survive, but now" "Now we are also trying to survive," Fan scolded in a low voice.
"Okay, boss, you are always right."
Art smiled casually and tightened the weapon in his hand.
The empty central square was almost unobstructed.
The soldiers who failed to reach the safe zone on time and were scattered outside became the best targets for the imperial people to massacre.
Those imperial soldiers who were originally scattered everywhere were also attracted to the center. square.
Van tried his best to get rid of the opponent who was targeting him.
He couldn't kill people or even use weapons easily, because it would make him stand out in the crowd, and what he needed most now was to be ignored.
He always believed that as long as he delayed it long enough, he and Art still had hope of survival.
But a bullet hit Art in the thigh, and he stumbled to the ground.
"Boss, please go, I can't accompany you anymore."
Art grinned, his smile was free and easy but reluctant.
Fan carried Art on his back without saying a word, and then hurriedly jumped behind the flower bed to avoid a round of shooting.
"boss" "Shut up" Van was furious.
Art shrank down instinctively, unable to say a single word he originally wanted to say.
The flying soil and tiles fell on the heads of the two people, and death was getting closer and closer to the two people.
When the footsteps of death were about to extend to them, a low horn suddenly sounded across the sky "Woo" The low and shocking horn sound is like the roar of the angel of death.
Accompanied by the sound of the horn, the inner city gate was slowly opened.
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When the heavy city gate slowly opened, what appeared behind the city gate was a gray crowd.
Gray clothes, gray weapons, gray lightsaber blades, and gray face paint.
The silent battlefield seemed to be cast in a shadow of despair, and the sudden cold wind brought an extremely chilling coldness.
They closed their eyes tightly, holding the lightsabers in their hands tightly with both hands, with the sword pointed on the ground, kneeling on one knee, lowering their heads like devout believers.
The sound of the trumpet blowing again is like the sound of the Lord's commandments in the world.
Those mortals who break the commandments will eventually bear the wrath of the Lord.
"kill" Chudi's lightsaber pointed straight into the sky at the same time.
Thousands of pairs of gray-white pupils suddenly opened and closed, and what existed in their pupils was an indifference that extinguished all: