Late at night.
Utah North Cape Mountain's Peak Square was originally a place used by cults to hold carnivals, but now it has become the 'paradise' of Helljumperss.
I saw Drop Pods painted in gray and black everywhere in the open space of the square, as well as Helljumperss whose armors were splattered with blood.
Those Cultists who have suffered physical and psychological mutations have long since become mutilated limbs and can no longer hold those disgusting rituals and carnivals.
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Michel led his security squad to the cliff on the east side of the square and looked through the mask display at the town five kilometers away.
Still fighting fiercely.
It seems that street fighting in cities and towns is much more complicated.
After all, there are many innocent civilians in the town. Even with the help of the Serena logo, the combat efficiency of the paratroopers will be reduced.
Michel looked at the burning town in the distance and reported through the communication channel:
"This is Company A, commander of the Second Paratrooper Battalion Michel·Captain Victor. The Palace Square has been completely occupied by our side, but the paratroopers in the town seem to be blocked. Over."
"Fire Spirit received it." The reply from Serena soon came from the communication:
"The Pelican formation has entered the atmosphere, and the estimated arrival time is twenty minutes. As for the paratroopers in the town, there are no casualties yet.
Captain Victor, please lead companies A, B, and C into the palace to contain this abnormal phenomenon."
Since Marine Corps is about to arrive, the remaining Cultists is just lingering and is nothing to worry about.
Then Michel turned around, walked towards the center of the square and replied, "Victor received it, the anomaly with the code name 'Evil God', please let us paratroopers take care of it."
As he said that, Michel saw the undercover agent from before.
The agent had already put on the black cultist cloak, and finally no longer wanted to be "candid". He borrowed a pistol from a paratrooper, walked up to Michel and said seriously:
"Captain, there are at least hundreds of 'guards' creatures in this palace. They should be the first humans to become Cultists.
They give me a very strong sense of oppression, which is completely different from the crooked melons and cracked jujubes outside. In short, I have to be careful when dealing with them."
"Okay."
Michel paid great attention to the other party's opinion and nodded, then looked at the paratroopers gathered around and ordered:
"Companies A, B, and C are temporarily under my command, and each company needs to dedicate a squad of troops to stay outside. There seem to be some armed personnel from the cult remaining halfway up the mountain.
Even if our equipment is advanced, we cannot make the mistake of having our back road blocked.
The rest of the people followed me into the palace to contain the anomaly that caused tens of thousands of people to mutate."
"Yes!"
The three companies divided into three squads to stay in the square. While defending the remaining Cultists, they also had to wait for support from the Marine Corps carried by the Pelican.
Under the guidance of the agents, the remaining three hundred or so Helljumperss arrived outside the closed palace door.
Michel looked at the front of the magnificently decorated palace and couldn't help but shook his head.
Maybe I'm thinking...
Cults just make money.
Then the captain looked at the seven-meter-high solid wood door, turned on the Dynamic Detection mode of his helmet, and quietly ordered, "It seems that the people inside don't welcome us very much...
Breakers, prepare to install directional explosive bombs and give some greeting gifts to the people inside."
"Yes."
As the order was issued, several Helljumpers breakers stepped out of the line and installed directional explosive bombs at the best positions on the door.
Several explosions of "Boom! Boom!" caused the solid wood board to shatter inward.
The rapid impact of the sawdust was like a low-end version of the fragments, directly stabbing the 'guards' hiding behind the wooden door.
"Ah-!"
Accompanied by thick nasal screams, the 'guards' who were no longer human were covering their faces that had been stabbed by sawdust.
"Ta! Ta-ta!"
Next, these 'guards' welcomed Pulse Shot from Helljumpers.
"Poof! Bang!"
The warhead exploded the moment it hit the body, and instantly, rotten flesh flew everywhere.
Helljumpers, who was squatting at the front, emptied the pulse magazine in his hand and said disdainfully to the "guards" who seemed to be in vain:
"Hey, you bastards, it's really a waste of my ammunition to kill you with a gun."
Even though the paratroopers are wearing helmets and cannot see their expressions, it is not difficult to imagine their scornful expressions.
After all, as a group of combat madmen, the paratroopers are of course eager to meet a strong opponent to prove that they are no less elite than the USS.
I thought these three-meter-tall mutants with tentacles and rotten skin were so powerful.
Full of 'joy', he broke into the house.
Who would have thought...
They couldn't even withstand a volley from the paratroopers.
Even Michel, who was standing in the center of the team, had the same idea, and looked at the stunned agent beside him and said doubtfully:
"Man... is this what you call extremely oppressive?"
"Um..." The agent looked at Pulse Rifle in Michel's hand, spread his hands and said:
"Brother, your Standard Weapon is an M41A. This kind of gun and bullets are very effective in dealing with any physical anomaly. It is also very violent."
"Yeah... Indeed." Michel nodded.
But he was no longer prepared to dwell on these issues, and then he moved his hand towards the interior of the palace and loudly ordered, "Keep moving forward.
Except for the target codenamed 'Evil God', shoot at will and clean up those scum!"
"Yes, sir!"
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Under the leadership of the undercover agents, more than three hundred Helljumperss quickly attacked and headed towards the deepest lobby of the palace.
Those strange-looking "guards" along the way were unable to complete their task of blocking them for even one second, and were violently cleared away by paratroopers.
In seven minutes, just seven short minutes, three companies of paratroopers arrived at the lobby.
Although it is much different from the two minutes in the square, the interior of the palace is intricate, so it takes more time.
In the lobby.
The culprit who caused 40,000 people to blindly worship the cult and undergo corresponding physical changes, 'Evil God', is on the high platform at the end of the lobby.
Michel in the center of the formation looked at the high platform and Evil God who was hiding behind the seat reported, "Fire Spirit, this is Captain Victor. The location of the abnormality has been confirmed and we are ready to contain it."
"Fire Spirit received it, the corresponding technical personnel and containment equipment have been loaded into the Pelican." Serena replied.
Hearing this, Michel immediately ordered, "Company C will be on alert while Company B will look for any hidden enemies in the lobby. Company A and I will go to the high platform to subdue the 'Evil God'.
Also, please stay vigilant, I don't want to slip up in the last step and make other units laugh!"
"Yes!"
However, before the paratroopers could start taking action, the man on the high platform, 'Evil God', said loudly and frightenedly in a thick nasal voice:
"Don't come over here!"
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{Everyone, the author thanks everyone for your support.
I was thinking about updating or taking a day off today. After all, I need to take care of some things, but I always feel sorry for everyone...
The author's coding speed is slow. He writes 4,600 or 700 words a day. He squeezes out a few hundred words to save them. A little adds up to a lot...
The author has not known what the game is for a long time T_T, but thanks to everyone's support, the author will withstand it~!}