The settlement of the Kimmilian clan is a dark deep sea with death. The giant drone searchlight is the biological lamp on the heads of monster fish under the sea to attract prey. The weird spire is the mouth of death full of sharp teeth. The armored force closest to them is located at the assembly point B, three kilometers away. Although the airtight doors on the main road and light track have been closed, they can still judge through the faint explosion that some commandos of the first battle group and some armored forces of the second battle group led by Aparicha have exchanged fire with the mutant army.

But they could not immediately convey the information to Apalisha and Adjutant Nelson because it was a silent secret operation. Before the mission was completed, any communication sent in this dead ocean was at risk of being detected, and all radio bands were currently full of information. Silence was the best choice if the enemy searched for a specific encrypted band. After all, the armored department had several tightly defended gates and numerous enemies here, and there was no way to get to them as quickly as possible.

Gronov Rutov became the commander of this operation rather than Derik first. The Imperial Guards were not arrogant enough to ignore the experience and skills of other soldiers. The former quickly found a road that was hidden enough and could allow the team to go smoothly to the core spire. The building strength of the Kimirian clan was enough to support the power armor weight of the genetically modified superman. They were like terrifying black shadows in fairy tales, passing through empty rooms. The other team also adopted the same tactics, because everyone knew that this was a death mission, and they had nothing to do except victory. All genetically modified soldiers did not care about the tactical risks faced by going deep into the enemy camp, and went to the target site at all costs, while using mini drones to explore the surrounding terrain.

Twenty minutes were enough for two genetic modification teams to arrive on both sides of the weird spire. The emperor's assassin had already commissioned some civilian clan gutter rats, which were similar to "nosed" untouchables, to transport a small amount of ammunition and explosives to the settlements of various clans. Although the assassins might not have known that special combat squads would arrive at that time, the emperor still ordered the assassins to do so. Now both the Imperial Guards and the Genetically Transformed Warriors team have obtained a lot of supplies for a team.

The situation in front of him made Gronov Rutov stop and observe. This apartment used to belong to a certain Kimmilian clan. He was able to live in so many rooms and decorate such luxurious houses in Atiran, where every inch of land was valuable, which shows that the owner of the apartment once had a lofty status and huge wealth. Through the exquisitely decorated glass windows, genetically modified soldiers were able to observe the entrance of the strange spire condescendingly - in that small size

In front of the giant steel gate that the war engine passed, mutants with the same genetic characteristics filled the road. All the mutants with long narrow faces and anteater kisses held some black and red sticky pieces of meat in their hands, and squeezed them shoulder to shoulder into the door. Judging from the food placed in the apartment, the owner of the apartment was probably the first group to enter the spire, and the offerings they brought undoubtedly belonged to the untouchables lying at the feet of the Imperial Guards.

"Follow me." Gronov Rutov's action quietly slipped over the apartment floor and led a squad from the stairs to the top of the building. On the roof of the apartment building, Gronov Rutov expressed his plan. "We cannot enter the spire without being noticed." He looked at Derik, wrapped in an optical camouflage cloak, first. "We need an assault to cover the real secret action. Makati's squad needs secret action, and if we don't destroy the shield, then nothing we do is meaningless. Do you agree?"

Both Derick first and the Nineteenth Genetic Transformation expressed their agreement with gestures.

"Using anti-tank missiles, and jet packs, we have to pass the door as fast as possible. Brothers, we don't know what's waiting for us behind the door, nor the internal structure of the spire. Fortunately, the mutants lined up to guide us, and we must reach the final destination of the group of mutants as fast as possible." Gronov Rutov said in a deep voice. "This is a big bet, but we have no choice."

Agree. Everyone gave the same response.

"So now, the Makati team needs some particularly obvious signs of action."

After Gronov Rutov made his move gesture, a heavy weapon player in the team immediately put the magazine-type individual missile next to the power backpack on his shoulder, and pulled the trigger at the crowded mutant people at the gate of the spire without hesitation. A brief but extremely loud explosion swept across the entire settlement. The warm-pressure bullet warhead exploded among the mutant people, and the giant fireball instantly soared into the air, and a large amount of high-temperature smoke flooded the gate of the weird spire and the mutant people.

Even if the hot eyes cannot see clearly what happened in the explosion range, the genetically modified soldiers with rich combat experience can imagine that scene. The vacuum killing area within a range of more than fifty will burn all organic matter, and all creatures will be crushed by overpressure. Even the mutants who had already entered the gate will be sucked out by overpressure and thrown into high temperatures and vacuums. Before checking the results, Gronov Rutov immediately ordered the team members to activate the jet pack, jumped down from the roof, and rushed straight towards the air that was still carrying high temperatures.

, falling to the blasting point in a burning ashes - as soon as they landed, they felt the result of the warm and pressure blasting under the steel boots - layer by layer of dry limbs were paved into a thick and soft ground, all body fluids were evaporated, and all bones were crushed with the blasting point as the center. On the ground with a vacuum high-temperature killing area of ​​more than fifty meters in diameter, all flesh and blood were burned into or dried black ash, or viscous and foul-smelling gray mucus. Countless mutant corpses were stacked and squeezed unrecognizable, like a hill made of charred bones.

Within a range of 100 meters, a large number of mutants were also smashed into internal organs, crushed organs, and smashed bones. They died silently before they could scream. Strangely, the mutants behind them seemed not affected, and they also held sacrifices and stepped on similar corpses, as if they were not aware of the bloody massacre just happened. Until this moment, a golden giant fell freely from the sky dozens of meters high into the mutant survivors. Derrick took off his optical camouflage cloak first. Before he could even see how many Kimirian clan mutants he had broken, he waved the garrison spear granted to him by the emperor. As the lightning flashed, several mutant corpses were cut in half, and the survivors were still surging forward, like a tide of white and black.

The Gronov Rutov team has also launched a killing.
Chapter completed!