The large spikes on the Winter Palace Square were cleared away. There were messy corpses on the ground, dead iron fragments falling in a pool of blood, the remains of shuttle-shaped aircraft, broken masonry and soil.
The remaining large spike groups in the sky also showed no intention of continuing to land on a large scale.
The battlefield just like this, unconsciously, gradually calmed down.
Except for the other side, the battle in which four super combat forces surrounded Red Shoulder, the roar of the device and the collision of fierce battles were still heard from the dilapidated buildings of the Winter Palace...
"Boom...boom! Ode!"
"Dang! Dang... bang!"
From time to time, a broken wall fell down.
As far as the front army of a single country is concerned, today, the Azure Bear Zhanli Front Army fought the most difficult and brutal battle in the history of mankind's century-old struggle.
In the square, the soldiers who lost their target gradually stopped, turned around, and looked around silently.
After a brief daze, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, tied up the wound, and replaced the source energy block.
Then they worked hard to find their own team on the battlefield, hugging each other silently, or stopping beside their fallen comrades.
...call their names quietly, and then wait for a response.
Occasionally, one person called out the names of all his teammates, but didn't get a single reply... He finally couldn't hold it in any longer and sat down next to his comrades.
He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and then kept his head lowered.
127 dead iron spears, either intact or incomplete, were all lying on the ground. Most of the soldiers responsible for the killing array were also lying directly on the ground at this time.
They had exhausted all their physical strength and energy, and almost everyone could no longer bear it. They coughed up blood, replenished it with source energy, and tried hard to restore their physical condition. At the same time, they took out cigarettes with their arms that could hardly be lifted anymore. He tilted his head and bit it, then lit it on the fire handed over by his comrade.
Then just like that, lying quietly, looking up at the sky.
Looking at the big pointed group above that caused all this, and behind the big pointed group, the blue sky and white clouds that have been obscured for a long time.
At this moment, the bloody battle was still not over at the Xiong Zhanli Winter Palace battlefield.
There is something special about the image and atmosphere.
On one side is the inexplicably quiet Blood Square.
In the battlefield just now, the soldiers were standing, sitting, or lying down. Some were excited, some were sad, and some had complicated emotions...
Many people had red eyes, but no one sobbed, not even the youngest girl lying next to her comrades.
On the other side, there were still sounds of fighting and the shattering of the remaining walls.
The distance is not far, and those sounds can clearly reach everyone's ears.
The soldiers gradually turned their heads, listened, looked...
Until, "Boom."
"Click", "click"
The entire Winter Palace complex suddenly became completely quiet.
Tick-tock, tick-tock... everything is quiet.
The soldiers all over the square stood up silently.
Silently looking at the broken door of the Winter Palace.
"Chi..." I finally heard it, a slight sound, accompanied by footsteps, that continued and approached.
coming.
The figures of Xiong Zhanli's four active super combat forces, the force leaders and betrayers, Anton, Mikhail, Gennady and Stepan, were not far apart and appeared in the sight of the soldiers in a row.
They were all injured, and they had put away their fighting power and carried it on their shoulders.
The steps were similar, and he stepped out of the broken door.
Then they stopped at the door, trying to smile or trying to control their expressions, and looked at the soldiers in the square.
"call!"
A huge thing was thrown out from behind Anton.
He was the one who dragged this thing all the way here just now.
The sound was a bit loud, and that thing swayed a parabola in the air.
"Click, click, click...bang!"
There was a twisting sound of dead iron in the air, and finally it hit the square ground heavily.
...That's another red-shouldered body.
"Ula!"
At this moment, someone finally shouted out. The suppressed shouts of raising arms echoed in the Winter Palace Square after the war.
"Ula!" Thousands of arms.
"Ula! Azure!"
"Ula! Slavic warrior!"
"Ula! Xiong Zhanli!"
…………
"stop!"
"Don't clean the battlefield."
"withdraw!"
"quick!"
It had been less than five minutes since the battle was completely over, and there was no time to adjust everything, when an urgent reminder from the Xiong Zhanli Front Army rejecter appeared in Anton and Mikhail's communicator.
"Withdraw!" They hadn't heard the reason yet, but they immediately turned around and shouted eagerly. Then they remembered to switch channels and continued shouting into the intercom.
From the tone and emotion of the rejecter's correspondent, they could probably guess what was coming.
They looked up to the sky.
There, in the distance, a special large-pointed aircraft with a special shape, like four heavy trucks stacked on top of each other, was coming rapidly at low altitude, constantly enlarging.
"Probably...it's too late." Anton and Mikhail thought at the same time.
At the same time, Stepan and Gennady standing aside looked at each other with confused expressions, and their eyes followed Anton and Mikhail.
In the ear, "Hurry! Hurry!"
Mikhail was waving his hands vigorously and roaring.
The soldiers were confused as they executed, started, and fled in all directions.
Because of their imprisonment in the past few months, Gennady and Stepan did not know that the presence of the red shoulder appeared in Dajian's invasion, let alone what the arrival of the special aircraft in sight meant.
But the huge panic and reaction in front of them reminded them that the thing that was about to come seemed extremely powerful and terrifying.
"What is it?" Stepan asked numbly.
At this time, the big pointed aircraft in the sky just hovered, and then "whoosh", a sharp-edged body was released from the side, with blue light surging from its waist... a big point that Stepan and Gennady had never seen before.
It stands in the air.
No, it seems that the aircraft hovering behind it is creating a solid air field through source energy fluctuations... After the air is solidified, it continuously vibrates, helping it to stand up out of thin air.
"Wearing uh... red shoulders," Anton replied.
Xiong Zhanli has not seen Dai Er yet, but based on the previous information, they can clearly judge that the huge spike with a special shape in front of them is Dai Er.
Maybe it's the one in Antarctica, maybe the one in China, maybe the same one, maybe another one... In short, it's not something the four of them can fight.
At this time, "...Oh." Dai Er, who was standing in the air, suddenly let out a low voice.
Judging from the human tone, he seemed to have just figured something out.
Then, it raised its hand and slowly drew its sword.
The huge blue light pillar sword rubbed against the iron armor, making a clanging sound.
The large number of spaceships that remained in the sky began to gather momentum and were ready to move.
On the ground, the soldiers who had received the order were fleeing in all directions. They were still weak and tired, carrying wounded soldiers and weapons, and could not escape far.
Anton, Mikhail, Stepan and Gennady stood in the center of the square with their heads raised.
"That thing seems to be able to talk... right?" Stepan was confused.
"Well, teacher, General Stepan, Mi..." Anton said.
Dai Er volleyed down.
"Let's go!" Mikhail shouted, and at the same time, a "Boom, Ode" burst out, sprinting in a short distance, and then General Mikhail jumped up, holding swords in both hands to meet Dai Er.
He felt that he couldn't let it come down well. If it came down well, they would have no chance. If it came down well, the large group of sharp peaks gathering momentum in the air would most likely pounce down.
It would be a massacre.
"Ode!" "Ode" "Ode"!
Three more sounds in succession.
Anton, as well as Stepan and Gennady, who still didn't know what Dai Er was, activated it almost at the same time as Mikhail, and then they also jumped up, holding knives in both hands, and slashed towards Dai Er.
In the Winter Palace Square, the four super heroes of Xiong Zhanli joined forces to attack Dai Er, a huge scene...
The soldiers couldn't help but look back and saw it while running, and they were inspired and excited.
However, this is actually wrong.
...They will all die.
From now on, Xiong Zhanli’s front army will have no more super...
"You guys should go too." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
Immediately, there was a "swish" sound.
Like solid and sharp wind.
At this moment, a speeding jeep on the ground lost control and hit a stone pillar, causing the entire vehicle to overturn.
In the air, a figure quickly surpassed Anton, Stepan, Gennady and Mikhail, and slashed towards Dai Er who was coming from the sky.
As the figure leaped out, it gradually burned like a red fire.
Gradually, the fire started to burn from his chest and heart, like the flow of magma, spreading to his throat, shoulders, to his knife-holding arms, and burning out from his broad back...
Gradually it becomes more and more intense...
In the end, the whole person turned into lava.
"Admiral Ivan."
General Ivan who suddenly disappeared that year, General Ivan who was said to have gone crazy and became very dangerous, General Ivan who helped the separatists but was never resented by a single soldier of the Xiong Zhanli Front, fifth on the dome list. Admiral Ivan...
He is the most powerful force in the history of the Blue Bear Army.
It is the ideal and goal of countless warriors in the past, and the regret and heartache later.
He was the god and totem of this powerful army, and the most glorious existence.
He is the eternal hero of this land.
He's back... back on the Palace Square.
