C3041 Salentomen massacre (1/2)

There were at least four to five hundred National Guard members here. They had secretly rushed to the Prism Castle Stage from their hiding spots, and shouted as they charged at the SPECIAL SERVICES s that were blooming from the inside.

”Kill!” Kill all invaders! ” The bayonet glinted.

”Thunder!” ”Bullet Scatter …” The Special team Commander was in a hurry, she quickly gave the order, and the members of the team lit up the hand on their chest and threw it towards the most densely packed area of the group.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The black smoke from the explosion rose in the crowd, followed by the shotgun of large caliber. This kind of shotgun that released muffled sounds had been modified, the standards for ammunition had been unified, the iron sand seed that were shot out were fine, and their killing power was also strong.

With each shot, he could knock down a group of worker Self Guard s!

However, these survivors had already killed to the point that their eyes were bloodshot. On their own land, in their own capital, they no longer had a way out!

Facing the overwhelming advantage of firepower, these Self Guard Warriors actually continued to speed up their charge, until both sides crashed into each other.

Qi Bolin rubbed his hands together anxiously in the sky. He watched helplessly as the warriors below were peeled off layer by layer like onions, and all he could hear was the sound of bayonets colliding, and the screams of lives before they died.

”Release the ropes...” ”Saving a life counts as a loss …”

The six ropes were once again thrown down, and the commander of the Special Forces knew that there was no other choice. With more and more reinforcements coming from the enemies, they had already fallen into a sea of people.

”I'll go to the back …” The youngest will get on the airship first... Damn it, the old soldier's court is in the back! ”

Ring-shaped defense, the youngest soldiers had the priority to survive. They were pushed onto the ropes and quickly climbed up, while the airship lowered its altitude.

One by one, the soldiers escaped onto the airship, but the remaining soldiers were surrounded by the French army!

”Don't worry about us... Retreat... ”Otherwise, you won't be able to leave either …”

Before his voice died away, a few French worker Self-Defence Force s had also grabbed onto a rope. Someone climbed up the rope, and the soldiers on the airship immediately opened fire.

Amidst the screams, Self-Defence Force fell into the crowd. At this time, more and more French soldiers grabbed onto the rope. Pull! Pull this damned airship down... ”Everyone use your strength together …”

Suddenly, the airship was pulled by a huge force, causing the entire suspension chamber to tilt!

”Let's go!” Cut the rope... ”Let's go …” The desperate veteran shouted, and the bayonet opposite him stabbed him in the chest, spraying blood all over the face of the French army.

The in Paris were completely different from those in Sedan. The scale of the Prism Castle here was simply too big, the soldiers transported by an airship simply could not control such a large region.

Tears streamed down the faces of the soldiers as they cut off the ropes. The airship escaped and flew higher into the sky.

Waiting until the dirigible flew to an even higher altitude, Duke Qi Bolin finally understood that their loss had not been in vain!

At this moment, surrounding Sharal's Gate, countless National Guard soldiers were supporting them. This bombardment actually gathered the hearts of the citizens of Paris, causing the regular army and Self-Defence Force to give up their enmity and formally walk side by side.

With the front lines tight, the Montmartre plateau immediately sent out his elites to assist them. Behind the Sharal Tong Sect, there were at least 40,000 reinforcements.

Looking again at the attacks of the Prussian army outside the city, the charging soldiers had already reached the first trench. Some of the trench had already been broken through, and the two sides' soldiers had already fallen into a brutal hand-to-hand fight.

The front line was changing inch by inch, twisting and turning like dog teeth. Life was being consumed at an extremely low price, and another batch would charge in after the first one.