15: The mechanical warriors showed their power and destroyed the Eagle Sauce base!

The intrusion of the large engineering vehicle fleet threw Darwin Base into chaos.

As soon as these engineering vehicles entered the base, they rampaged through it.

They rammed into the duty hall, roadblocks, observation posts, parked base vehicles, barracks, warehouses, armories, and even charged towards the hangars.

Darwin Air Force Base currently had only over two hundred stationed troops, and they were completely unprepared for combat.

All the base soldiers who had just picked up their guns quickly lost their morale after appearing for a short while.

They fired at the engineering vehicles but couldn't even scratch them.

Even when bullets clearly shattered the driver's cabin glass and hit the driver, the vehicles still didn't stop.

In this situation, neither assault rifles, heavy machine guns, nor even grenades, had much effect.

It wasn't until some soldiers finally managed to board M1A2 main battle tanks, drive them out of the warehouse, rotate their turrets, and fire at a nearby engineering vehicle, causing it to explode, catch fire, and stop.

But the turning point did not appear.

The next moment, another super-large bulldozer charged straight at the M1A2 from the side, pushing the M1A2 sideways by more than ten meters until it crashed into the wall of a building and became stuck.

This was terrifying, considering this heavy tank weighed as much as 57 tons!

It was by relying on the rampant charging and even building-demolishing and wall-crashing actions of these super-large engineering vehicles.

All U.S. Military armored vehicles were blocked in their garages and couldn't be driven out.

The soldiers had no choice but to use shoulder-fired RPGs to bombard the American military vehicles.

Then, the true doomsday for the base soldiers arrived.

After the engineering vehicles, several large box-type transport vehicles suddenly drove in.

As soon as the rear doors of the transport vehicles opened, many burly men jumped out.

The common characteristic of these burly men was their tall and strong physique, generally close to two meters.

Although their appearances varied, their temperament was uniformly consistent: all had resolute faces and unyielding spirits!

These burly men, easily reminiscent of RoboCop or Schwarzenegger, each wielded an assault rifle or even a Gatling gun, sweeping fire in all directions.

The base soldiers never expected such a powerful net of fire to appear, and a large number of them instantly fell.

The surviving soldiers reacted, quickly taking cover behind obstacles and returning fire from there.

In contrast, those burly men neither dodged nor took cover.

A U.S. Military soldier suddenly darted out from behind a vehicle, screaming and frantically shooting at a burly man who was walking with heavy steps.

Almost all the bullets he unleashed hit the target.

In such a situation, even if the opponent was wearing a bulletproof vest, he would definitely be taken down.

To his surprise, before he could rejoice, the burly man extended a single arm, twisted his neck with one hand, and lifted him into the air.

It was only when he was in mid-air that the soldier noticed that at the burly man's face, where he had been hit multiple times by bullets, there were gashes in the skin, revealing the steel skeleton beneath.

Could this be—

No way?!

Before the soldier could cry out, his neck was snapped.

These burly men would not engage in prolonged combat with the hidden base soldiers; they simply walked directly towards their predetermined targets, attacking all American military vehicles, buildings, and base facilities.

But if you tried to obstruct them, the burly men would preemptively strike with precise attacks.

Colonel Phelps, the base commander, was completely numb at this point.

He could tell from the shouts and gunshots outside how fierce the battle was, and he could also determine which side was at a disadvantage.

But how could this be?

It had only been three to five minutes since the official combat began.

His side was completely suppressed already?

Even if the opponent had a large fleet of engineering vehicles, and even if they had the same military equipment as his side, they shouldn't have fallen so quickly, right?

Unless, the attackers of the base were not a disorganized mob, but special elites dispatched by a certain country.

Ah, no good—

Colonel Phelps's pupils contracted, and he immediately ordered: “Quick, quick, get the fighter jets to take off, leave the base, go into aerial combat, or just fly away, no matter where they fly, just don't stay at the base—”

Colonel Phelps's thought was that the American military had organized the attack on the base, and their soldiers, and even the base itself, were not valuable; the high-tech fighter jets that gave the United States a military advantage were the priority.

In fact, inside the hangar, a U.S. Military pilot had already boarded a fighter jet, exited the hangar, and was accelerating on the runway when a dark figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the road ahead, carrying something on his shoulder.

The next second, an iron lump with a tail flame flew towards the fighter jet's cockpit.

What the f—

Before the pilot could curse, the cockpit exploded with a roar.

Meanwhile, in the base command center, after Colonel Phelps gave the order, his unease did not lessen at all, and he ordered to quickly contact all possible parties to explain the specific situation.

In fact, reporting to higher-ups or requesting assistance should have been done much earlier.

But things happened too fast; from the appearance of the large vehicle fleet to the current one-sided battle, less than 5 minutes had passed.

Colonel Phelps and everyone else never imagined that a dignified U.S. military base would fall into such an annihilating crisis so quickly.

But before the contact could be made, bang—

The door of the command center was kicked open.

A burly man, like a Terminator from a movie, strode in, his expression cold. Without a word, he raised a Gatling heavy machine gun with one arm and fired at everyone in the command center.

At this moment, the question marks in Colonel Phelps's mind were enormous.

What the hell, what is this—

Then, Colonel Phelps's entire chest was torn apart by large-caliber machine gun bullets.

—

Not long after the U.S. military base command center was taken down, another convoy of transport vehicles drove into the base.

Hundreds of armed humans wearing bulletproof vests jumped out from them.

These humans looked much more normal.

And in a vehicle at the center, Fang Le looked at the blood-soaked corpses scattered across the base ground outside the vehicle, the burning, disabled vehicles, and the collapsed or exploded buildings, his heart pounding.

Actual combat was indeed intense and brutal.

However, the fluctuation in his heart lasted only for an instant. The next second, Fang Le used his consciousness to issue commands to the synthetic soldiers who had come with him: “Search the entire U.S. military base, find any American military who are still alive. Kill those who resist, and control those who don't.”

“At the same time, inspect all facilities and equipment of the base, blockade the base perimeter, and prevent any American military from escaping.”

“Finally, tally the casualties and count the battle results!”