Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1733 Support
An hour later, support arrived at the scene.

Led by Lu Huaiyang, 20 air assault team members jumped from the transport plane. They did not use parachutes, but instead used their pyrotechnic backpacks to land directly.

As soon as they landed, they found themselves among a group of Roman soldiers.

Romans were everywhere, so they opened fire everywhere, but the attack was concentrated in one center. Whether it was flesh, infantry fighting vehicles, or even tank armor, everything was torn to shreds like paper by their flaming guns.

The Romans, who were already pinned down and unable to move, were completely routed.

They did not pursue, after all, they had not come to annihilate the Romans.

When they arrived, the Romans, who had been suppressed in place, had actually been suppressed for some time.

"Yes, my friend, although the Torch Gun is very powerful, the directional mine is really better than ordinary guns. That's why we weren't so enthusiastic about upgrading individual weapons before."

When Shangluo arrived at the scene, the battle was already completely over.

Before the air assault ended the battle, the Romans had inflicted no casualties on the defenders—the mechanized infantry were simply too well-equipped. Each soldier had enough ammunition for a single rocket launcher, comparable to a chariot cannon, and each soldier was equipped with more than 20 directional mines, each containing 1.5 kilograms of explosives and capable of firing 700 steel balls. Adding those 20 to the total, each soldier could fire 14000 projectiles in a short period.

This is much more powerful than the dozens of bullets in a magazine.

Even if the Romans charged like madmen, they couldn't withstand this firepower.

In just one hour, nearly a thousand bodies lay outside the fortress. Smoke billowed and blood flowed like rivers.

When they arrived in Shangluo, some people had half their skulls shattered by fragments from rocket-propelled grenades.

Upon seeing Shangluo, the dying Roman soldier pointed a trembling finger at his head, begging Shangluo to give him a quick death.

Shangluo did as instructed.

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At first, he felt a pang of sorrow, but then he thought, "Come to think of it, aren't they really courting death?"

Victoria nodded: "They can be resurrected, it's alright."

"So that one just now."

"That's fine, but being half-dead will be in a lot of pain, so he wants you to take him to the hospital to get treatment as soon as possible."

"Where will they go after they are resurrected?"

"Let's go to the nearest respawn point, it's right there... Wait, hey, hey! Did any of you go to the basement?"

Lu Huaiyang, who was standing next to him, suddenly realized: "The respawn point is in the basement?"

"That's right! This is Memphis Fortress, and the respawn point is in the basement! The faster you kill them, the more they'll go in!"

This is a brilliant plan. First, they must die near the fortress so they can respawn at the correct respawn point.

Secondly, they need to find a way to weaken the defenders before they die, otherwise they won't be able to escape even if they take the spoils.

Therefore, dying due to offensive capabilities is the best option.

Lu Huaiyang did the math: "Judging from this, there should be seven or eight hundred people inside by now."

This was achieved within an hour.

The group exchanged glances, then suddenly looked at Victoria.

"Follow me! The basement is this way!"

"Air assault troops, follow us!"

Lu Huaiyang used his true energy to speak, and the air assault troops who were still building the battlefield around them followed closely behind. More than twenty people followed Shang Luo, who in turn followed closely behind Victoria. Led by her, the group walked along an inconspicuous path in the fortress, and as they walked deeper into the path, they opened a dark little door.

“This is it,” Victoria said, looking at the door. “There are markings around this door; this is the actual entrance to the basement.”

"Can't we take other routes?" Shangluo asked.

"If every door is accessible, unsuspecting people might sneak in. Only through this door can one enter the core of the fortress. They probably want to come here to retrieve the secrets hidden within. But..."

However, if their goal was to enter the fortress through resurrection after death, they should have succeeded by now.

"So, something's not right?"

Victoria nodded. "Something's not right. Why haven't they come up yet? They should have been threatening this fortress from underground by now. So if we open the door now, we might fall into their ambush."

"Don't worry." Shang Luo shielded Victoria behind him. "It's just an ambush. So what if there is one?"

He reached out and yanked open the door—as if from hell, inhuman howls echoed from the depths of the dark corridor. The sound seemed to come near and then recede, reverberating and growing ever more chilling in the corridor.

“Hey, don’t go.” Victoria grabbed his hand.

"You...don't want me to go?"

"Hmm, I think if you go, something bad might happen."

“Let’s go then.” Lu Huaiyang stepped forward. “We need someone to provide backup outside. If something happens to you after you go down there, we won’t be able to get you back.”

“That makes sense. That’s definitely the safest way.” He decided not to go, not entirely because of Victoria’s persuasion. Rather, as Lu Huaiyang said: the most reliable person should not go. Otherwise, if something really happens and the people below can’t get back up, the people above can go down as a reserve team to rescue them.

Shang Luo has too many strange things about him, and he might get into unexpected trouble. If Shang Luo gets caught up in it, the trouble he encounters will probably be even greater than others.

If Lu Huaiyang and the others get into trouble, Shangluo can still offer some assistance. But if something happens to Shangluo, they probably won't be able to help.

"But Commander Lu has a very sharp intuition. You all should be careful."

"Don't worry." Lu Huaiyang patted Shang Luo on the shoulder, gave him a meaningful look, and then walked ahead.

Wen Yuan followed at the back, glanced at Shang Luo, patted him on the shoulder, and then went inside.

"Hey, why did you sway twice just now?" Victoria asked.

"It was Wen Yuan who was taking my picture."

"Wen Yuan? Who is Wen Yuan?"

"he is."

As they spoke, Shang Luo noticed out of the corner of his eye that Wen Yuan stopped at the corner. His expression was extremely strange, as if the stairs leading downstairs were an insurmountable obstacle.

Shangluo immediately strode inside and walked behind Wen Yuan.

"What's wrong with you? Are you possessed?"

"Huh?" Wen Yuan turned around. "It's nothing, there's just a traffic jam ahead."

"A traffic jam? There are only 20 of you, and you even lined up to get in. Could it be..."

"Back up! Back up a little! Everyone back up!" Lu Huaiyang, who was at the front, shouted from below.

(End of this chapter)