Chapter 152 (1/2)

”What's the matter, is it an earthquake?”

Two blocks away from the Casablanca bank building, a street suddenly vibrated slightly. A US soldier fell down and listened closely to him.

”No, it's not an earthquake. It sounds like Bigger! ” As soon as the soldier's face changed, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and waved wildly to his comrades around him Get out of here. Something needs to come out from below! ”

”Bang!” As the crowd fled, the ground in the middle of the street rose sharply, a huge piece of cement seemed to spray on the air like a bottle stopper of champagne, and dust and gravel erupted from the ground like a volcano.

”Cough, what is that?”

After the Allied forces cleaned up the German commandos in the center of the city, the U.S. paratroopers 101 division began to rearm in the central area. They used the ruins and sandbags to set up a circular fortification centered on the museum, but the muzzle of the gun was not external, but internal.

In this area, the underground entrances and exits of the museum are the key prevention areas. In addition, the bank building and the police station are closely guarded. Almost every inch of land is under the cross fire of machine guns and mortars.

The street is just outside the fortification. The 101st division only piled up a machine gun fortification with sandbags at the street entrance, which is not guarded by many soldiers. The Allied staff could not foresee that the ”gentlemen's Union” would go out of the ordinary way and break through the earth directly.

In the diffuse smoke, the dust recombined into a beautiful young woman with a little umbrella.

”Fire, fire!” The paratroopers of the 101st division experienced many battles. After Mrs. Monica appeared, they also reacted. A lieutenant of the US Army shouted nervously at his subordinates.

”Dada!” The unique typewriter sound of Thomson submachine gun and M2 browning heavy machine gun sound like Concerto.

The paratroopers were good at shooting, and Mrs. Monica was shot into a honeycomb in an instant.

”Bang!” A 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullet just hit the queen of the sandstorm on the cheek. Mrs. Monica's head was like a rotten apple with a bite. The left eye socket disappeared completely, and the sand fell in the gap.

”Rude man!” Monica's right face, still intact, was a little chilly.

She was regarded as an experimental white mouse and shut up in the water tank for a night. Although she was rescued by Joey at last, it was more difficult for her self-esteem queen to let her companion see this ugly look than to kill her directly. Now the anger in my heart can be imagined.

The right hand of the sandstorm queen blocks the little parasol in front of her and slowly raises her left hand. The bullet hit the umbrella and sparked. The umbrella, which looks like gauze, is like a diamond shield, blocking most of the bullets.

With the left hand raised, the gravel on the ground seems to have self-consciousness, floating around the queen of the sandstorm.

”Go!” The beautiful young woman with complete facial restoration drinks lightly, and the rubble and gravel all over the sky shoot at the opposite fortification like a storm.

”Lie down!” The U.S. Lieutenant shouted at the top of his voice, but his warning came too late. Nearly half of the soldiers burst into beautiful blood and fell on sandbags with their wounds covered.

”Damn, you Run to the division's staff and tell them that there are German superhumans in area 3. Let them send 52 tank battalions. We can't hold them for long! ” The lieutenant responded, holding on to a soldier by his side.

”Yes, Lieutenant!” The soldier promised loudly and ran back with a bow.

”Pa!” The soldier's helmet was suddenly shot to fly, and blood mixed with brains gushed from the back of the brain, splashing the Lieutenant's face.

”Why, he didn't show his body!” The U.S. Lieutenant's eyes widened in amazement, but he didn't notice that a stone was floating around the fortification on his left side.

”Poof!” A blood arrow was marked on the Lieutenant's temple. He fell to the ground with his face full of blunders. The voice in his ear became unreal, as if the world was moving away.

”Mrs. Monica, what's going on outside oh It's as if you've helped us out! ” Skorzny jumped onto the ground nimbly, and looked at the front where there was no defense for living people, and raised his eyebrows.