More than three hundred Roman warriors, clad in Energy Armor and enveloped in thick blue shields, were systematically attacking Aurora Power Station. Every shot from their long-handled axe-guns precisely blew apart one or several guards hiding behind the station buildings. Nearly half of the power station's aboveground structures, which covered several square kilometers, had been completely destroyed. Billowing smoke shot into the sky and merged with the dark clouds overhead.
The ground was littered with the bodies of guards in gray uniforms. Gu Xiechen swept his binoculars over the entire power station and found at least eight hundred dead guards lying below. That meant more than half the guards had already been killed.
The Roman warriors advanced steadily, destroying guards and their cover one after another with high-energy particle streams.
"Fuck!"
Gu Xiechen suddenly cursed. A heavy truck had just been destroyed by the Roman people, and the guards blown out from behind it by the plasma blast were no longer wearing gray uniforms, but Earth Federation police uniforms. More than twenty police cars lay scattered around the truck. Clearly, these officers had rushed over as reinforcements from the town closest to Aurora Power Station.
"Ah..." Frantic screams rose from below. More than a dozen power station workers in white uniforms could no longer bear the pressure of the advancing Roman people. Gripping light weapons, they charged out of the building where they had been hiding. These noncombatants were blasted to pieces before they could even pull the trigger.
Blue plasma blasts flashed in every direction, reducing everything before the Roman people to fragments. Vehicles, walls, buildings, thick fluid pipelines—wherever the high-energy particle streams passed, everything was hurled high into the air amid blue explosions.
"Attack!" the Bearded Commander roared. "First Battalion, Second Battalion, attack! Third, Fourth, and Fifth Battalions, follow Uncle Beard! We're taking the reactor's surface buildings and holding them!"
Unable to restrain himself any longer, Gu Xiechen let out a long howl and leaped from over two hundred meters in the air. "First Battalion, Second Battalion, with me! Cover the ground guards' retreat!"
With a backward grab of his right hand, he seized a 12.7mm triple-barreled heavy machine gun. As Gu Xiechen fell from the sky, the machine gun had already begun to roar dully. A nearly three-meter flame burst from its muzzle. The recoil from its terrifying rate of thirteen thousand rounds per minute abruptly propelled Gu Xiechen several meters back upward, nearly sending him crashing into the helicopter he had just jumped from.
The Bearded Commander laughed wildly, hoisted a quadruple-mounted heavy rocket launcher onto his shoulder, and pulled the trigger at a Roman warrior charging at the very front.
Four muffled booms rang out as four heavy rockets struck the Roman warrior with piercing shrieks.
The blue shield rippled violently. The energy barrier, originally three inches thick, was reduced to the thickness of a finger by the fierce explosions. The Roman warrior spat blood and was flung into the air, unable to withstand the shock of the four rockets. Gu Xiechen's muzzle swept over at that exact moment. A torrent of steel lashed brutally across the Roman warrior's body. Hundreds of large-caliber bullets made his armored shield shake violently, scattering droplets of blue light like rain. Another rocket fired down from the helicopter, and the Roman warrior's energy shield finally shattered.
More than thirty heavy machine-gun rounds pierced the Roman warrior's body, cutting his nearly three-meter-tall frame in half. Golden blood was carried more than ten meters away by the stream of bullets.
Gu Xiechen landed heavily on the ground. Gripping the heavy machine gun in his right hand, he fired wildly, forcing more than a dozen Roman warriors ahead of him to stagger back again and again. Their Energy Armor protected them from the bullets, but the powerful kinetic force behind the rounds was more than they could bear. Even with the armor's powered assistance, they could only keep retreating.
More than a dozen high-energy particle streams shot in from both sides. While they were still over ten meters from Gu Xiechen, the heat carried by the plasma clouds had already set his eyelashes ablaze one by one. Gu Xiechen desperately threw himself to the ground. Several mercenaries behind him, who had just rappelled down from the helicopters, did not even have time to grunt before turning into smoke amid the blue flames.
"Fuck your mother!" Gu Xiechen roared. The machine gun in his hands bellowed again, and a dense rain of bullets drove the Roman warriors back without pause.
As he fired, Gu Xiechen roared at the power station guards behind the crude barricades, "Retreat! Everyone, retreat! Follow our commander and establish a defensive line behind us! Move!"
The power station guards, who had long since been beaten into instability, along with the few dozen surviving police officers who had come as reinforcements and the hastily armed station workers, fled miserably from behind their cover. Under the protection of Gu Xiechen and the mercenaries continually fast-roping down, they successfully escaped the Roman people's pursuit.
Gu Xiechen also fought as he retreated. The mercenaries of the Imperial Guard Regiment's First and Second Battalions covered one another with practiced efficiency, withdrawing continuously.
All twenty-seven hundred mercenaries had landed. Dozens of biplane helicopters hovered less than ten meters above the ground. Three-meter weapon pylons suddenly extended from both sides of their cabins. Flames erupted from the black weapon pods as hundreds of missiles and over two thousand large-caliber rockets came screaming down.
More than three hundred Roman warriors were flung away by the blast waves, and the blue flames burning around their bodies were almost completely shattered. Gu Xiechen and the other mercenaries cheered, then accurately unleashed a barrage at the Roman warriors blown into the air. Blood sprayed from the bodies of more than fifty Roman warriors as they were killed on the spot.
Bzzzz! Vast blue shockwaves swept over from the surviving Roman warriors. Seeing that the battle had turned against them, the Roman people immediately unleashed their most powerful innate weapon—Mental Shockwave.
Gu Xiechen did not even need to give the order. Before the Mental Shockwaves were even released, the Imperial Guard Regiment's mercenaries had already thrown nearly a hundred specially made electromagnetic grenades. Piercing shrieks rang out without end as high-frequency electromagnetic waves swept through the area. The concentration of electrons in the air rapidly rose, and massive charges gathered densely over everyone's skin. Any slight movement made great sheets of sparks burst forth.
The electromagnetic waves weakened the Roman people's Mental Shockwaves, but the blue Mental Shockwaves tore through the rampant electromagnetic waves in the air and continued sweeping over them. Apart from Gu Xiechen, whose vision merely blurred slightly, the mercenaries of the Imperial Guard Regiment's First and Second Battalions almost simultaneously bled from all seven orifices. Nearly a hundred mercenaries screamed miserably and clutched their heads. Their heads suddenly swelled, then exploded with a violent bang, spraying red and white matter through the air.
"Elites, Uncle Beard! They're fucking Roman elites!" Gu Xiechen shouted into the communicator by his mouth. "Their Mental Shockwave is at least three times stronger than the one in Africa's Black Forest last time!"
Even after being neutralized by specially made electromagnetic grenades, it still had such devastating power. These Roman warriors were undoubtedly elites, the equivalent of the Earth Federation Army Space Fleet's special marine forces!
The Bearded Commander cursed madly, insulting the Roman people's ancestors while warmly praising the Federation military's senior generals' mothers for having such white, tender asses!
"Fuck, why are Roman elites like this here? This is a family raiding party, not the fucking Roman main force! Could it be that the Roman people and the Earth Federation have gone to all-out war again?"
The Bearded Commander's roar had yet to fade when dozens of tall, swift beastly shadows suddenly sprang up from beneath the thick white snow outside the station. They were more than sixty white wolves, each as large as the strongest bull. Nearly silver fur streamed over their bodies, their deep blue eyes filled with the desire to kill. Their sharp claws and fangs glimmered faintly gold beneath the station's cold searchlights. Like hellish wolves from Norse mythology, they burst from the ground and charged straight at them.
A terrifying thought flashed through Gu Xiechen's mind, and he cried out, "Roman bio-beasts! Roman bio-beasts! Commander, it's a fucking ambush! Retreat! Retreat!"
The white wolves had emerged at least eight hundred meters from Gu Xiechen, yet in the time it took to say those few words, they had already pounced before him.
Gu Xiechen threw away all his weapons and ammunition. Streams of cold energy wound around his claws, and the skin and blood vessels on his hands became almost completely transparent. Carrying an oppressive chill, Gu Xiechen met the pack of white wolves head-on and shouted, "Imperial Guard Regiment First Battalion, Second Battalion, fall back immediately!"
His claws struck a white wolf squarely atop the head like the wind. With a deafening clang, as though two blocks of iron had collided, intense pain shot through Gu Xiechen's claws. The white wolf before him let out a miserable howl and was blasted more than ten meters backward by the tremendous force. Ten deep claw marks pierced through its skull into its brain, and thick brain matter mixed with blood continuously spurted from the wounds.
Enduring the ache in his finger bones, Gu Xiechen summoned all his strength and struck at the seven or eight nearby white wolves hundreds of times. Pale, razor-sharp claw energy howled in every direction. Great patches of fur fell from the wolves' bodies, and streams of blood constantly sprayed from their hides. The wounded white wolves pounced on Gu Xiechen together. The wolf with the shattered skull glared fixedly at Gu Xiechen. It suddenly opened its jaws and spat a pale blast of cold air at him before collapsing dead.
Gu Xiechen, who was evading the wolves' attacks, failed to notice the cold air reaching him. Before he could react, his legs were frozen solid. A sturdy block of blue ice sealed his legs together with the snow beneath his feet. Gu Xiechen's rapidly dodging body suddenly stiffened, and seven or eight wolf claws swept across him at once, drawing streams of blood.
Energy burst from his feet, shattering the blue ice. The bones in Gu Xiechen's ten fingers also turned translucent.
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