On that night three days ago, the town of Raka, which had originally recovered a little calm, was suddenly awakened by two loud noises.

"Boom." The air-to-ground missiles carried by the Banshee fighter jet were powerful. Hu Erpang, who was stumbled behind Haoyi, felt a dazzling golden light suddenly rise in front of his eyes. A deafening explosion sounded in his ears. A huge wave wrapped in bricks and stones whistling towards him. His body, which he thought was strong, was blown up like a small boat on the sea, rolling back dizzyly, and smashing heavily on a steel pillar behind him.

"Puff." A sudden burst of pain came from the chest behind him, and a mouthful of blood blurted away, splashing the holographic helmet mask into a blood-red red that was cautious. Hu Erpang suddenly fainted.

After a while, Hu Erpang woke up by the pain in his chest. He grinned and panted and opened his eyes. The holographic mask that was stained with blood and blurred by blood was reflected in his eyes. Hu Erpang tried the internal power system of the CMC armor. The originally dim holographic image in the mask lit up again. Although it was shattered by the bright red blood stains, it at least means that the amulet-like CMC armor on his body has not yet lost its effectiveness.

After a few heavy breaths, Hu Erpang let out a sigh of relief. The sensory nerve cells all over his body seemed to have begun to resume work. Endless pain gathered from his limbs and bones. "Ah, my uncle." The endless pain made Hu Erpang couldn't help but scream and scold, and he felt that his whole body was almost disintegrating.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain like a heart-wrenching pain around him, Hu Erpang opened the holographic mask that could no longer see the scenery outside. Under the dark night, a piece of ruins with faint smoke and dust appeared in Hu Erpang's eyes, which was still the previous building, but at this time, the building that was originally towering, was collapsed by the banshee fighter jets in the bottom floor, and it turned out to be like a giant with broken legs. Hu Erpang had a baby-sized reinforced concrete block pressed on his chest, and a broken and deformed steel pillar was leaning against his back. There were countless bricks and stone fragments of various shapes and sizes all around his body.

Because the main body of the building was a steel structure, Hu Erpang was lucky to be not buried alive. Through the cracks of large steel pillars that collapsed and deformed, Hu Erpang vaguely saw a black steel wreck outside the building burning. Looking at the outline of the wreckage, it was probably the banshee fighter jet that chased him and Haoyi.

"I X!" After the mask was opened, he breathed in the air full of smoke and dust powder and smoke. Hu Erpang gritted his teeth and endured the bone-like pain in his body, pushed away the stones pressing on his body, and staggeredly struggled to get up. A dazzling white light lit up. Hu Erpang turned on the tactical spotlight on the armor and helmet and lowered his head to check his injuries.

Although there was pain all over the body, the thick armor wrapped in the torso and limbs was somewhat deformed and cracked, fortunately there were no particularly serious wounds and the armor was still intact.

"Brother Hao." Hu Erpang breathed a little relieved, leaned over and pulled out the rifle buried in the crack of the rock not far from his feet, roughly identified the direction, and staggered forward, while murmuring and shouting hoarsely.

The entire building had completely collapsed and deformed, and the corridors of each room had even been forcibly moved. Hu Erpang could only grop forward based on his own memory.

Under the direct bombardment of air-ground missiles that are powerful enough to directly destroy the mecha of the chariot, if an ordinary person, even with the protection of heavy CMC armor, he would probably not be able to escape the end of being broken. However, Hu Erpang had an almost crazy and entrenched idea in his heart, that is, no matter how dangerous he encountered, his brother Hao would never easily meet Satan.

Of course, the reason that prompted Hu Erpang to be extremely firm in this idea was probably because he knew that Hao Yi had a mysterious superpower. He had experienced so many desperate situations with Hao Yi before. Whether facing mechas or banshees, that mysterious superpower could allow Hao Yi to escape the devil's claws of the god of death at a critical moment. This time, Hu Erpang already believed that his brother Hao was the one who could not beat Xiaoqiang.

"Brother Hao, where are you? Come out quickly." With the bright light of the tactical spotlight, Hu Erpang began to stumble between the ruins and search for Hao Yi's figure. However, time passed by minute by minute, but Hu Erpang never found any trace of Hao Yi, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Dong." Just as Hu Erpang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and was suddenly staggering by something on the ground. Hu Erpang was shocked and quickly looked back and saw a big hand wrapped in charred and broken CMC armor gloves half exposed outside the cracks of a pile of rocks.

"Brother Hao." Hu Erpang's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly threw away the rifle in his hand and knelt beside the pile of stones. He didn't care that he was injured, so he tried his best to move the pieces of gravel. As the shaking light of the spotlight was moved away, a piece of armor was broken, and the bloody "corpse" appeared in front of Hu Erpang's eyes.

"Brother Hao, wake up quickly, I'm Erpang." Just by looking at the color of the armor, Hu Erpang almost determined that this "corpse" was Hao Yi at first sight, and in fact, it was not necessary to carefully identify it. Although there were two corpses of rebel Marines in this building before, because the rebel's armor was grayish-white, it was easy to distinguish it from the blue armor of the federal army such as Hao Yi, and the armor on the "corpse" in front of him was very dark blue.

The CMC armor wrapped around Haoyi's body had been completely deformed and broken. A small piece of armor fragments with sharp edges mixed with shrapnel and gravel were inserted into Haoyi's fragile body. There was almost no complete place on his body, and there were scary and bloody wounds everywhere. The original blue CMC armor had turned into a pile of purple-red steel wreckage at this time, but the wreckage was wrapped in Haoyi's body.

The tragic moment in front of him made Hu Erpang's heart slowly sink coldly. A feeling of uneasy fear hit his heart, which made him feel at a loss. While calling Hao Yi's name hard, Hu Erpang hurriedly took off the armor and gloves on his hand, took off the deformed CMC armor helmet, and trembled and tried on Hao Yi's blood-stained face. A warm breath that seemed to be there was nothing, passed to his brain through the nerves at the end of Hu Erpang's fat fingers.

"Brother Hao, you have to hold on. Come on, I'll take you to see a doctor." Hu Erpang was immediately delighted, and his heart, which was about to be swallowed by despair, came to life again. He said happily to Haoyi, who was unconscious, and stood up to drag Haoyi hard. At this moment, outside the courtyard wall of the building, a roar of the chariot engine suddenly came, followed by a series of clanging footsteps and various chaotic commands.

Hu Erpang was shocked when he heard the sound, and then gave up the idea of ​​going out. He turned around and dragged Haoyi to the depths of the collapsed building. He hid behind a steel beam hidden in the dark corner. After letting Haoyi lean against the beam, Hu Erpang remembered that the spike rifle was still thrown in place, and hurriedly ran back. When he found the rifle again, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the courtyard wall outside the building, as if a chariot broke through the courtyard wall and drove in.

Hu Erpang felt tight and quickly turned off the tactical spotlights on his helmet. With the burning flames of the wreckage of the Banshee fighter outside, he could vaguely see a siege tank surrounded by a group of marines, bypassing the wreckage of the Banshee fighter and approaching the building.

"Damn it, it's coming so quickly." Hu Erpang spitted on the ground, cursed in a low voice, then quietly retreated into the depths of the building, and then touched back to the unconscious Haoyi.

"Brother Hao, I hope those damn people don't come in." He leaned against the other side of the beam, while resting, loading the bolt again. Hu Erpang whispered to Haoyi, whose eyes were closed, then turned around and nervously guarded with a rifle.

However, Hu Erpang's prayer did not seem to have worked. After a chaotic situation, the rebel Marines outside the building probably found some traces. Then more than a dozen figures used tactical spotlights to enter the ruins of the building.

Looking at the few blurred figures slowly approaching in the distance, Hu Erpang's heart moved and turned around to the unconscious Haoyi, saying, "Brother Hao, you are waiting here. I will lead those turtle grandsons away and come back to pick you up." As he said that, Hu Erpang stood up lightly and slowly touched the rebel search direction.

"Dadadada." The rebel Marines who were searching carefully suddenly heard a short gunshot in their ears. The two back-to-back players walking in front suddenly fell down with a bloody flower.

"Enemy attack." The remaining rebels suddenly felt like they had exploded, and they hurriedly dispersed around, looking for cover.

"Boom." When the rebels widened their eyes and wanted to find the location of the attacker, a round and dark thing suddenly flew out in the darkness and fell into the rebels' crowd. Then there was a loud bang, and two or three rebels fell into a pool of blood.

"Take off the tactical spotlights and turn on night vision mode." The rebel captain finally woke up and hurriedly called in the communication channel: "Request for reinforcements from the chariot team, the enemy's position XXX, hurry."

"Dadada." Before the captain finished speaking, the rebels who were about to turn off the spotlight fell down in a string of gunfire. In the dark and complex ruins of the building, the only one who benefited was the one who took the initiative to ambush.

"There are two more, hehe, bastards, let's see how I deal with you." Behind the pile of brick and stone ruins deep in the building, Hu Erpang put away his rifle and was about to get up to move his position, he suddenly heard a series of loud noises trembling with the entire building. The siege tank rushed in desperately while firing.

"Damn it, you're not afraid of burying yourself." Looking at the bricks and stone fragments that were shaking off like snowflakes, Hu Erpang cursed in a low voice. However, he found that the tank and the remaining rebel Marines, whether by coincidence or other reasons, were driving straight towards Haoyi's hiding position.

"Oh no." Hu Erpang said in his heart. Without hesitation, he rushed to the cover and fired the last grenade in the rifle. The shrapnel of the explosion of the grenade could not penetrate the heavy armor of the chariot, but instead exposed Hu Erpang's own position.

"Little bastards, grandpa is here." Hu Erpang jumped backwards and shot, shouting and cursing.

Suddenly, the fire of the muzzle slowly turning by the chariot flashed, and a particle bombarded Hu Erpang's previous position. A fierce shock wave came. Hu Erpang was immediately swept away and smashed heavily on a steel pillar.

"Puff." Another mouthful of blood was spurted out, and a feeling of powerlessness gradually obliterated Hu Erpang's consciousness.

However, when he was completely unconscious, a few loud noises suddenly sounded in the building, followed by a rapid sound of gunfire...
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