The Battle of Hakal (Part One)
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous explosions rang in our ears, and the Far East people shells rained down on the position. The screams of agony were deafening, and the cries of Middle East Soldiers echoed everywhere.
Countless Middle East Soldiers were torn apart by the shockwaves and shrapnel from artillery shells; the brownish-yellow sand was soaked with blood, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.
Covered in dust and dirt, Sibil trembled, huddled in a shell crater, her hands covering her head. Having never been on a battlefield before, she was terrified by the hellish scene before her.
Before Sibil, a Middle East Soldiers had disappeared from the waist down, but he was still alive. With his bare hands, the Middle East Soldiers desperately crawled toward Sibil, the only living person in front of him, crying, "Help, help me! I, I don't want to die, help me!" A long trail of blood was left on the yellow earth behind him, and his tender red intestines were dragging for several meters.
Young Sibil had never seen anything like it before and was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly, shouting, "Don't come any closer!!"
But behind Sibil were the trenches of the position, and he couldn't retreat. Just as the Middle East Soldiers struggled to touch Sibil's shoes, another figure rushed over and kicked away the wailing Middle East Soldiers.
Lalo spat angrily, looking disheveled, and pulled his nephew up. "Damn it! What bad luck! Kid, don't just stand there! The Russians from the Far East are about to attack, grab your guns!"
But Sibil remained dumbfounded, staring at the Soldiers trying to pull his intestines back in, until his uncle Lalo slapped him hard across the face. The stinging pain brought Sibil back to reality. "That guy's dead meat! Don't fucking look at him!"
The barrage of shelling from the Far East people finally ceased, and the Middle Easterners positions were littered with corpses; the stench of blood and gunpowder was so strong that it made one sneeze.
The surviving Middle East Soldiers all entered their positions amidst the desperate shouts of their surviving Officer, but the Middle Eastern Army was terrified.
The intensity of the shelling just now was terrifying, unlike anything the Middle Easterners had ever seen. The shells rained down in a dense and frightening manner. The Middle Easterners had always believed that they were the ones who placed the most emphasis on Cannon in modern warfare, and this was proven in the war with the Marley. The Marleyan artillery was like a child's toy firecracker in front of the Middle Easterners Cannon.
But today, compared to the artillery fire of the Far East people, their Middle East artillery fire is like a broken cannon.
The three thousand Middle Eastern Army on the position suffered almost half casualties instantly. The remaining Soldiers were terrified, but under the Officer's threats, they still gritted their teeth and held their ground, praying that there wouldn't be another round of such desperate shelling.
Sibil cowered beside her uncle, Lalo, in turn, had completely lost his earlier boastful ease, muttering repeatedly, "How is this possible? When did the Russians become so strong?"
The Middle East Soldiers raised their Rifle, looking nervously at the front of their positions. Dark shadows appeared on the distant horizon, and Sibil's heart immediately jumped into his throat.
"The Far East people are here! Prepare for battle!!"
Click, click! Middle East Soldiers tightened their bolts, Machine Gun were loaded, and the surviving Cannon were adjusted by the artillerymen.
But then, that terrifying shriek rang out again from the sky.
"There are still shells!!" the Middle East Soldiers cried out in despair.
Sibil and his uncle stared blankly at the sky in despair; they knew it was all over.
However, despite the countless shrieks from the sky and the falling of numerous objects resembling artillery shells, not a single explosion was heard on the Middle Easterners positions.
Bang!! A silver light landed in front of Sibil and his nephew, raising a cloud of dust. Only after the two brushed off the dust could they see what was in front of them: a cylindrical iron can with an extremely smooth surface.
"Not a cannonball!?" Sibil stared in astonishment at the metal can so close to her, instinctively wanting to get closer to see what the Far East people were up to.
But the next second, crack! The tin can shattered. Lalo was the first to react, and without thinking, he tackled his nephew to the ground. In the last Marley War, Sibil's father had died saving him, so Lalo was determined to protect Sibil at all costs.
Fortunately, the can did not explode; it only sprayed out a large amount of green liquid and smoke, which covered Lalo's face.
"You little brat! Are you out of your mind?!" Wiping the green juice from his face, Lalo sternly scolded his nephew, but he quickly realized something was wrong. His eyes hurt so much! His nose hurt too! His head! His neck! His chest! His heart! Everything hurt so much! Burning! And a burning sensation that felt like it was tearing his heart apart!
"Ah!!" Lalo let out a heart-wrenching scream, blood gushing from his brown eyes, and blood seeping from his mouth, nose, and ears. The horrific sight terrified Sibil.
"Uncle! Uncle! What's wrong with you!"
Lalo wasn't the only one screaming on the battlefield; hundreds of Middle East Soldiers, their faces smeared with projectiles fired by the Far East people, lay on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, struggling and screaming in agony.
"Uncle! Uncle! No!" Sibil's eyes widened, his body went limp uncontrollably. Before him, his screaming Uncle Lalo suddenly erupted with Crimson Lightning, and his entire body began to twist.
"Sibil! Run! Run!" With his last shred of consciousness, Lalo roared out his final words.
Boom!!! Terrifying steam erupted, and a huge, blood-soaked body burst through the steam, letting out a chilling roar.
"Titan! How could there be Titan?! How could my men turn into Titan?! Impossible! Those Titan are clearly Eldia demons!!" The Middle East officer couldn't believe the hellish scene before him.
Crimson Lightning surged from the bodies of hundreds of Middle East Soldiers, and the next moment hundreds of bizarre, twisted Titan rose up on the Middle East positions, causing the Middle East Officer to stare in disbelief.
But these Titan were different from the Marley Titan that the Middle East Officer had seen. Regardless of size, these Titan all looked like Titan lumps of flesh with their skin peeled off, with disgusting scarlet blood flowing from their bodies. Clumps of flesh kept falling off because they had no skin. At the same time, these Titan seemed to have steam engines installed on their bodies, evaporating like crazy.
No matter how much the Middle East Officer disbelieved it, the fact remained that hundreds of bloody Titan had appeared on the battlefield, and these disgusting, twisted Titan instinctively reached out to grab any living humans around them.
The screams that echoed across the Middle East front were truly a hymn of hell.
"No! No, no! How could this be! No!!" Even with half his body bitten into the Blood Titan's mouth, facing imminent death, the Middle East Officer refused to believe it. As the Titan bit down, half of the Middle East Officer's body and the Titan's uncontrollable brain matter fell off together.