In order to avoid affecting morale, the news of the pangolin's injury was not made public in the Legion. Today's radio broadcast did not report the glorious record of the G53-7 defense zone for the first time, but instead broadcast trivial matters that were not related to the frontline battle situation.
G40 position.
At the door of the anti-cannon hole, there was a big pot.
The broth in the pot was floating with fragrant foam, and the shelf next to it was cut bread.
The clone soldiers lined up under the leadership of the tenth captain, and the chef holding the spoon shouted impatiently.
Next.
Most cloned soldiers are not very smart and have a stubborn mind.
Absolute obedience is one of their strengths, but relative, they will do nothing if no one commands them.
If the chef doesn't tell them that they can get out, they will wait in front of the pot.
A spoonful of broth and half a piece of sausage and a hard bran bread that can be smashed open cans is a simple meal for cloning.
Occasionally, broth and sausages are replaced with stew or canned food, but the iconic bran bread rarely changes.
The bread that needs to be dipped in soup will soften even if the mouse has two front teeth. At critical moments, it will not only be bulletproof, but also stuff it into a sack as a cover, or directly replace the enemy who rushed up by blunt weapons.
Next to the large pot of soup, there was a two-tall wooden pole with a trumpet tied with iron wire, which was broadcasting today's headline news from the Triumph newspaper.
Although newspapers will also be delivered to the front line, the supply truck does not come every day. If you want to know the latest news, you can only use the radio next to the mobile kitchen.
After receiving his lunch box, Daniel sat on the small stool under the radio speaker and picked up another small stool as a dining table.
Most of the officers born in the Falcon Kingdom were not very particular, but he was a Willant and a centurion, so he naturally would not squat in the trenches like those big-headed soldiers to eat.
At this time, his adjutant Peterson came over, picked up a bench and sat opposite him, took out a bottle of wine and placed it on the dining table.
Daniel raised his eyebrows and glanced at the bottle of gin in surprise, a look of surprise on his face.
Good stuff, where did you get it?
When the trade routes in the north were still open some time ago, I bought them from there, and a bottle costs 500 dinars.
Peterson grinned, unscrewed the cap with a stinging sound, tricked out two cups the size of a bottle cap, poured one cup for the superior first, and then poured it on himself.
...Those damn old turtles broke the deal between us and Bugra Free State. They ate a lot on the front line, and it was too difficult to get a good wine with pure flavor.
Daniel picked up the cup and took a sip, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and sipped his mouth as if aftertaste.
It’s not cheap to get it, 500 dinars... I bought a slave for both bottles of wine.
Not all officers have their own manors. Generally, grassroots officers like the tenth chief live on salary, only two or three thousand dinars a month.
Centurion will have a higher salary, but if he is younger and is not a noble child, he usually does not have much savings.
Although this money sounds like a lot, you can buy two or three strong slaves in a month of working, in fact it is just enough to maintain a decent life.
Especially large cities like Triumph City with legion-level direct control have strict regulations on the working environment and living standards of slaves.
No one will care about them in remote areas like Luoxia Province, and the territory and manors of the nobles are also different. However, if they are in Triumph City, they need to prepare 8 square meters of rooms for the slaves and ensure that the slaves can live healthily to over 50 years old, otherwise they will need to pay expensive fines to the local area.
And once the transaction is completed, the owner shall not terminate the slave contract without authorization unless the slave resists executing the order.
It sounds more like a lifelong hiring.
Although it restricts freedom of life and is forced, it is still more civilized than the practice of shackles on slaves in the settlements of most survivors.
And this is one of the few rules set by His Majesty himself.
It was enough for me to drink in the tavern on 70th Street, Triumph City for half a month.Peterson grinned.
Daniel laughed, a hint of fascination popping up in his eyes.
Is the tavern on 70th Street?It is indeed a good place, and you can smell the fragrance of pine trees floating out there across the street... When I was in the non-commissioned officer school, I often went there to drink.Damn, I haven't been back in five years.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder what we are here for. Peterson shook the wine glass with a bottle cap and said with a melancholy look on his face, "There is indeed a lot of food here, but the oasis is just a piece of the size of a palm, and it's a lot for people who feed Triumph City."Not to mention that there is a great desert in the middle... It is not easy for us to go home, let alone the food that people need to move.
This is not something we should care about.The slightly drunkenness was awakened a little, and Daniel immediately stopped the topic.
Peterson also realized his mistake and his eyes drifted to the radio speaker beside him, shifting his topics about his hometown and future.
...It's really strange, there is no news about 537 today.
Daniel smiled at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that those savages will be afraid too.
Thinking about it, they had lost three thousand lives on a position, and the only one guarding there was a team of 100 people pieced together by entourage officers and clones.
If the commander on the opposite side knew what kind of opponent he had fought with for so long, he would definitely be so angry that he would be bleeding from his nostrils.
There are not many awakened people like Pangolins, but they want as many as the 100-man teams stationed in the G53-7 defense zone.
Unfortunately, they do not have enough ammunition.
Otherwise, there is no need to waste time here. The entire army will go forward and step on the indigenous people in minutes!
After getting rid of the food in the plate, Daniel returned the plate to the kitchen and took Peterson to the front line for a tour.
The front line is still calm today.
Although there are not many bullets in the soldiers' backpacks, the alliance has been restrained in Zone 53, so he is not worried about any problems.
He picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. Seeing that there was no trace of it on the horizon, Daniel planned to go back to the anti-aircraft cave to rest.
However, at this moment, a towering figure slowly emerged from the thick clouds, like a shining sharp blade hanging in the air without warning.
Seeing the majestic bow and front pod, Daniel was stunned for two seconds, then a hint of horror was written on his face.
Heart of Steel!
The alarm sounded at the same time, resounding over the entire position.
Daniel yelled loudly and rushed towards the direction of the anti-aircraft shelter.
Enemy airship!
Everyone!hidden!
Almost as the words fell, twelve fire lights flashed under the clouds, and strings of white smoke drifted to the side and merged into the clouds.
Dragging the orange tracer, twelve 155mm heavy artillery landed heavily on the position of the G40-1 defense zone like thunder falling from the sky.
Apart from the alarm that was sounded before, there was no sign of a single sign, and the explosion of fire bloomed on the position like a scattered flower of a goddess.
Because the shelling was too sudden, many clone soldiers were still leaning against the side to eat and failed to react as soon as the alarm sounded
Caught off guard, more than 30 people died suddenly on the spot, and were injured by the explosion fragments and shock waves, buried by the dust raised. Half of the 120-man team lost their combat effectiveness.
Those who survived were all frightened and looked at the sky in a panic, with fear gradually written in their pupils.
Grass……
A ten-master raised his head, his white lips and hands holding the rifle kept shaking, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Is this a 100mm cannon?!
This is definitely not!
I heard about it!The Alliance people modified the airship!People who came back from the front line said that they remade the front gun cabin and replaced the larger caliber artillery.
Before he could finish his words, the second round of artillery attacks soon came to everyone's heads, and the splashing soil and stones were almost fed into the mouths of the dozen men.
Daniel, who escaped the first round of artillery, was not so lucky this time.
A shell landed just near the entrance of the anti-aircraft shed.
boom!
The pots and pans in the mobile kitchen were fried to the sky, and the hot soup splashed everywhere, and bones and minced meat were scattered all over the floor.
Almost as soon as he heard the deafening roar, the spreading shock wave hitting his back like a hammer.
A stream of blood surged into his throat, and Daniel coughed suddenly, but he didn't dare to stop.
He almost rolled into the anti-cannon hole with the gravel and smoke caused by the explosion.
Oh shit!
When the dust disappeared, Daniel got up from the ground cursingly, raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from his mouth, his face full of shocked expressions.
Peterson, who was next to him, was also covered in dust. Although he was lucky enough to survive, there was no trace of joy on his face that he had survived the disaster.
This is...what's happening.
Daniel swallowed the bloody saliva and replied in a trembling voice.
I have no idea……
Heart of Steel!
Since the big guy was seized from McLan's hands, this thing has become the main force of the alliance... But why did the main force of the alliance appear here?!
They suffered a loss on the G53 defense line. Shouldn’t they get up from wherever they fall?
Why did you just stare at them!
Although it is just a shelling now, Daniel is very clear that shelling is often just a prelude to attack, and soon the alliance's ground forces will follow up and occupy this land that has been plowed by artillery fire.
Thinking of this, Daniel's face gradually became ugly.
Their ammunition had been smoothed to the No. 53 defense zone before. He didn't understand the situation of the Thousand People Team, but he knew the Hundred People Team he had.
In the backpacks of those cloned soldiers, they can't even get twenty bullets together, and the entire Centenarian team only has five iron fists and rocket launchers!
He gritted his teeth and looked at Peterson standing aside.
I'll go to the radio to call for reinforcements...you're waiting here.When their artillery stops, you must keep it with the rest!
Peterson bit his head.
yes!
After giving the order, Daniel quickly walked into the depths of the anti-aircraft hole, found the only radio station of the entire Centenary Team, put the headphones on his head, and shouted loudly.
This is the G40-1 defense zone!We were bombarded!
The alliance is attacking our positions and we need reinforcements!
There was no response on the opposite side of the communication channel, only a continuous busy voice.
There are only two possibilities
Either the other party uses some direct or indirect means to interfere with their communication!Or the command center also encountered a situation and was unable to take care of itself at this moment.
Daniel cursed, threw his headphones onto the radio, grabbed the rifle leaning against the side, and walked towards the entrance of the anti-cannon hole with great strides.
Fortunately, the noise from the opposite cannon was very loud.
Not to mention the Thousand-Person Command Headquarters twenty kilometers away, even the Thousand-Person Command Headquarters one hundred kilometers away can detect the situation here.
Maintaining the rhythm of one minute and one round at a time, the shelling lasted for five minutes, and the alliance poured at least sixty shells into their positions!
Daniel quietly waited for the sound of cannons to stop, then took Peterson, lowered his body and walked through the winding tunnel, and moved to the observation port of the anti-cannon hole.
The Alliance Army had already appeared in the distance.
Rolling dust surged from the end of the horizon, and Daniel unconsciously held the rifle in his hand, his heart raising it to his throat.
He was a well-trained officer. He fought all the way here with General Griffin, which was a battle-hardened person, but he would not be scared by this little bit of war.
Daniel quickly thought about how to survive this round of offensive, and he could support at least until friendly forces from the defense zones No. 41 and No. 39 came to support.
The Iron Heart is indeed a trouble, but the Air Force can't land on the ground to take up points. As long as he holds up like a pangolin, the final victory will definitely belong to them.
However, just as he was thinking this way, his eyes caught a glimpse of a faint outline in the dust that covered the sky.
It was this discovery that made him stunned on the spot, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.
tank!
And there are hundreds of cars!
The thick and long gun barrel was like a spear of a lancer, emitting a cold light under the scorching sun.
The desert-colored steel armor was trained into a piece of the horizon, blending into the rolling yellow sand, like a steel city wall charging forward!
Not just tanks
Hundreds of armored trucks with steel plates followed closely behind, as the dust rolled up from the tracks rolled in, forming a rushing steel torrent with the tanks in front of them.
One by one, one murderous Alliance soldiers sat behind the truck, leaning against steel helmets, which were far better than theirs.
One more minute at most
They will collide head-on with this steel torrent!
Witnessing everything in front of him, Daniel felt as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head. The cold that penetrated his bone marrow cooled from his back to the soles of his feet, nailing him firmly to the spot.
He suddenly realized that the round of shelling just now was just an appetizer.
The real highlight has just begun...
Damn… Peterson squeezed out a sentence with his lips trembling, did they drive all the tanks to us?!
In addition to the models he could not recognize, there were about fifty Conquerors 10 and 5 in this wave of steel.
He knew very well.
The armor-breaking bullets fired by the Iron Fist cannot wear the armor of the Conqueror Tank.
In other words, they had no means to resist this torrent of steel, and could only watch the defense line be torn open by them.
In fact, this is happening.
Hundreds of tanks fired together, and another round of flowers bloomed on the legion's trenches.
After a round of direct firepower coverage, more than twenty trucks accelerated out of the queue, and under the cover of the roof machine gun, they drove directly to the face of the 100-man team.
Infantry get off the car!Looking for bunker!quick!
He jumped out of the back of the car, and Irena rushed in front with an LD-50 submachine gun in her hand, and rushed towards the trench in front of the wheel, sending away the clone soldiers who were about to get up from the ground.
Ahahah！
The clone soldier hiding behind the sandbag suddenly rushed out, screaming loudly, and rushed towards Irena with a bayonet.
However, the lame movement was as slow as a mosquito with wings drawn in the eyes of the elf Wang Fugui.
He slowly took out the shotgun and loaded it, and with a bang, he pushed the clone back behind the sandbag and sent it to see their marshal.
Seeing that the alliance soldiers had rushed into the trench, the chief clerk who was guarding the trench howled and asked his clone soldiers to insert bayonets into the rifle.
Then he pulled out the plug of the smoke bomb and pulled himself into the trenches, preparing to make the final resistance.
Tsk, it seems that not many people survived...
Brother Fugui, who turned on the passionate vision, glanced at the smoke-filled trenches and soon saw the two sixes hiding in the corner of the wall.
The way he held the rifle tightly and waited for an opportunity was obviously not going to surrender.
So he changed into LD-47 without hesitation, swept over and took away the two heads.
The artillery and tanks have finished all the work, and what we are left to us is the work of cleaning the battlefield.Irena smiled funnyly.
After all, I prepared for half a month in advance, and this action was much easier than I thought.
The Legion did not expect the Alliance to launch an attack at this point in time, nor did it expect the Alliance to choose this position. While they turned the No. 53 position into an iron barrel, the Alliance's armored spearhead had already gone to their flanks and tore a hole in the No. 40 position.
From the perspective of the Legion, this is the most unlikely place to be attacked.
After all, if you choose to attack here, it means that the league's supply line will be lengthened by at least two hundred kilometers.
Not to mention the flaws of each meter of these two hundred kilometers, the No. 39 and No. 41, which form a corner with the No. 40 position, will also quickly support it.
Even if the alliance completely took over the No. 40 position, the reinforcements from the No. 39 and No. 41 position would lock up the dagger that reached into the pocket like a closed pocket.
It is precisely because of this that they give priority to position No. 40 to position No. 53, which is being attacked.
When Quanshui formulated a specific offensive bill, he obviously saw their fearlessness, and decisively took advantage of this and made a trick.
The Legion would not have guessed that the alliance, which was determined to launch a full-scale offensive, had no intention of leaving a way out.
As the forward, who was the first to attack the No. 40 position, the Skeleton Corps, which was the first to attack the No. 40 position, had no idea of stepping on the brakes.
This torrent of steel will move forward all the way, dividing the entire battlefield from the middle into two!
The voice of the corps commander Mole came from the communication channel.
Clean up trenches and anti-aircraft holes!Find the command post of the legion!It is correct to see the radio and maps!
The surrendered prisoners were all concentrated in the anti-aircraft cave, and we would not stay here for too long, and the friendly forces of the Lion Kingdom would watch them for us.
Just as the order was issued, the battle in the trenches was basically over.
These armored grenades who fought in infantry battles are all old players. The group of new Cutes that have been recruited recently are mainly drivers and gunners.
They don't need much command.
It's enough to just take some time to get familiar with these familiar equipment.
With a team of ten people rushing to the front, Irena quickly locked in the enemy's front command post.
There was a bullet crater printed at the door of the anti-cannon hole, and you could see broken pot racks and lunch boxes, as well as black food residues all over the ground.
Clearing his throat, he shouted into the hole in a non-standard couplet.
Hello, are there any living people inside?If there are no living people, we will throw the moor bottle.
There was obviously someone in the anti-cannon hole.
Hearing this sentence, the person hiding inside immediately responded and shouted loudly in panic.
Don't!Don't shoot!
We surrender!
Seeing the other party as he was so upright, Irena also showed a happy smile on her face and shot her twice in the sky.
Then come out quickly!Don't waste our time, I'll give you ten seconds!
Surrender is easy to say.
Captives are much more valuable than corpses.
Hearing Lao Na's ultimatum, the two people in the explosion-proof hole immediately rolled out and crawled out. The players pointed guns at them, and squatted in the corner with their heads in their hands.
Good guy, two centurions squatted together one by one.Looking at the clothes on the two of them, the elf Wang Fugui smacked his tongue in surprise.
Irena also said with a smile.
It saves us time.
In less than three minutes.
The first section of Line 40 has been occupied, and the entire wing of the 40th Thousand-Man team was exposed to the muzzle of the Skeleton Corps!
but
Their goal is not there.
Friends who clean the battlefield and clean up the remaining enemies can do their best.
What they have to do now is to keep moving forward, join the Burning Corps airborne and pull out the front command post of the 40th Thousand Man Team!
Just as the two centurions surrendered, the tanks of the Skeleton Corps had already set foot on the position.
The hatch at the top of the turret opened, the mole poked out half of his body, glanced at the completely occupied position, and held the intercom and ordered the team leader.
The captives stayed in place and all the infantry got on the chariot!
Leave it here for friendly troops, let’s continue moving forward!
Fast movement!
There were uniform answers from the communication channel.
receive!
Without a trace of mud, the armored grenade who had gotten out of the car quickly returned to the truck.
The skeleton corps armed with steel to the teeth quickly re-emerges on the road and continues to advance along the temporary dirt road built by the legion.
Friends were about a kilometer behind them and would soon arrive here.
These prisoners left behind have lost their ability to resist, and even if they are not tied up, they will not cause any storm.
If you dare to resist, then you can clean up.
Looking at the dust raised behind the torrent of steel, the more than a dozen prisoners who were thrown down had a confused expression on their faces.
Less than ten minutes before and after.
Before they could react to what was going on, it was all over.
Peterson swallowed, and his voice trembled.
...Are these people really native?
Looking at the direction of the steel torrent, Daniel also looked stunned, unable to understand what those people were going to do.
However, at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he seemed to understand something.
With a look back from the outline that re-integrated into the horizon, Daniel relaxed his tight shoulders and sighed softly.
it's over.
Looking at the resignation expression on the superior's face, Peterson was slightly stunned.
The end is...
Daniel, who had completely figured it out, had a much easier expression in an instant.
He said to himself without looking at his deputy.
Nothing…If everything goes well, we won’t be able to get home long.
G40 position.
At the door of the anti-cannon hole, there was a big pot.
The broth in the pot was floating with fragrant foam, and the shelf next to it was cut bread.
The clone soldiers lined up under the leadership of the tenth captain, and the chef holding the spoon shouted impatiently.
Next.
Most cloned soldiers are not very smart and have a stubborn mind.
Absolute obedience is one of their strengths, but relative, they will do nothing if no one commands them.
If the chef doesn't tell them that they can get out, they will wait in front of the pot.
A spoonful of broth and half a piece of sausage and a hard bran bread that can be smashed open cans is a simple meal for cloning.
Occasionally, broth and sausages are replaced with stew or canned food, but the iconic bran bread rarely changes.
The bread that needs to be dipped in soup will soften even if the mouse has two front teeth. At critical moments, it will not only be bulletproof, but also stuff it into a sack as a cover, or directly replace the enemy who rushed up by blunt weapons.
Next to the large pot of soup, there was a two-tall wooden pole with a trumpet tied with iron wire, which was broadcasting today's headline news from the Triumph newspaper.
Although newspapers will also be delivered to the front line, the supply truck does not come every day. If you want to know the latest news, you can only use the radio next to the mobile kitchen.
After receiving his lunch box, Daniel sat on the small stool under the radio speaker and picked up another small stool as a dining table.
Most of the officers born in the Falcon Kingdom were not very particular, but he was a Willant and a centurion, so he naturally would not squat in the trenches like those big-headed soldiers to eat.
At this time, his adjutant Peterson came over, picked up a bench and sat opposite him, took out a bottle of wine and placed it on the dining table.
Daniel raised his eyebrows and glanced at the bottle of gin in surprise, a look of surprise on his face.
Good stuff, where did you get it?
When the trade routes in the north were still open some time ago, I bought them from there, and a bottle costs 500 dinars.
Peterson grinned, unscrewed the cap with a stinging sound, tricked out two cups the size of a bottle cap, poured one cup for the superior first, and then poured it on himself.
...Those damn old turtles broke the deal between us and Bugra Free State. They ate a lot on the front line, and it was too difficult to get a good wine with pure flavor.
Daniel picked up the cup and took a sip, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and sipped his mouth as if aftertaste.
It’s not cheap to get it, 500 dinars... I bought a slave for both bottles of wine.
Not all officers have their own manors. Generally, grassroots officers like the tenth chief live on salary, only two or three thousand dinars a month.
Centurion will have a higher salary, but if he is younger and is not a noble child, he usually does not have much savings.
Although this money sounds like a lot, you can buy two or three strong slaves in a month of working, in fact it is just enough to maintain a decent life.
Especially large cities like Triumph City with legion-level direct control have strict regulations on the working environment and living standards of slaves.
No one will care about them in remote areas like Luoxia Province, and the territory and manors of the nobles are also different. However, if they are in Triumph City, they need to prepare 8 square meters of rooms for the slaves and ensure that the slaves can live healthily to over 50 years old, otherwise they will need to pay expensive fines to the local area.
And once the transaction is completed, the owner shall not terminate the slave contract without authorization unless the slave resists executing the order.
It sounds more like a lifelong hiring.
Although it restricts freedom of life and is forced, it is still more civilized than the practice of shackles on slaves in the settlements of most survivors.
And this is one of the few rules set by His Majesty himself.
It was enough for me to drink in the tavern on 70th Street, Triumph City for half a month.Peterson grinned.
Daniel laughed, a hint of fascination popping up in his eyes.
Is the tavern on 70th Street?It is indeed a good place, and you can smell the fragrance of pine trees floating out there across the street... When I was in the non-commissioned officer school, I often went there to drink.Damn, I haven't been back in five years.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder what we are here for. Peterson shook the wine glass with a bottle cap and said with a melancholy look on his face, "There is indeed a lot of food here, but the oasis is just a piece of the size of a palm, and it's a lot for people who feed Triumph City."Not to mention that there is a great desert in the middle... It is not easy for us to go home, let alone the food that people need to move.
This is not something we should care about.The slightly drunkenness was awakened a little, and Daniel immediately stopped the topic.
Peterson also realized his mistake and his eyes drifted to the radio speaker beside him, shifting his topics about his hometown and future.
...It's really strange, there is no news about 537 today.
Daniel smiled at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that those savages will be afraid too.
Thinking about it, they had lost three thousand lives on a position, and the only one guarding there was a team of 100 people pieced together by entourage officers and clones.
If the commander on the opposite side knew what kind of opponent he had fought with for so long, he would definitely be so angry that he would be bleeding from his nostrils.
There are not many awakened people like Pangolins, but they want as many as the 100-man teams stationed in the G53-7 defense zone.
Unfortunately, they do not have enough ammunition.
Otherwise, there is no need to waste time here. The entire army will go forward and step on the indigenous people in minutes!
After getting rid of the food in the plate, Daniel returned the plate to the kitchen and took Peterson to the front line for a tour.
The front line is still calm today.
Although there are not many bullets in the soldiers' backpacks, the alliance has been restrained in Zone 53, so he is not worried about any problems.
He picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. Seeing that there was no trace of it on the horizon, Daniel planned to go back to the anti-aircraft cave to rest.
However, at this moment, a towering figure slowly emerged from the thick clouds, like a shining sharp blade hanging in the air without warning.
Seeing the majestic bow and front pod, Daniel was stunned for two seconds, then a hint of horror was written on his face.
Heart of Steel!
The alarm sounded at the same time, resounding over the entire position.
Daniel yelled loudly and rushed towards the direction of the anti-aircraft shelter.
Enemy airship!
Everyone!hidden!
Almost as the words fell, twelve fire lights flashed under the clouds, and strings of white smoke drifted to the side and merged into the clouds.
Dragging the orange tracer, twelve 155mm heavy artillery landed heavily on the position of the G40-1 defense zone like thunder falling from the sky.
Apart from the alarm that was sounded before, there was no sign of a single sign, and the explosion of fire bloomed on the position like a scattered flower of a goddess.
Because the shelling was too sudden, many clone soldiers were still leaning against the side to eat and failed to react as soon as the alarm sounded
Caught off guard, more than 30 people died suddenly on the spot, and were injured by the explosion fragments and shock waves, buried by the dust raised. Half of the 120-man team lost their combat effectiveness.
Those who survived were all frightened and looked at the sky in a panic, with fear gradually written in their pupils.
Grass……
A ten-master raised his head, his white lips and hands holding the rifle kept shaking, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Is this a 100mm cannon?!
This is definitely not!
I heard about it!The Alliance people modified the airship!People who came back from the front line said that they remade the front gun cabin and replaced the larger caliber artillery.
Before he could finish his words, the second round of artillery attacks soon came to everyone's heads, and the splashing soil and stones were almost fed into the mouths of the dozen men.
Daniel, who escaped the first round of artillery, was not so lucky this time.
A shell landed just near the entrance of the anti-aircraft shed.
boom!
The pots and pans in the mobile kitchen were fried to the sky, and the hot soup splashed everywhere, and bones and minced meat were scattered all over the floor.
Almost as soon as he heard the deafening roar, the spreading shock wave hitting his back like a hammer.
A stream of blood surged into his throat, and Daniel coughed suddenly, but he didn't dare to stop.
He almost rolled into the anti-cannon hole with the gravel and smoke caused by the explosion.
Oh shit!
When the dust disappeared, Daniel got up from the ground cursingly, raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from his mouth, his face full of shocked expressions.
Peterson, who was next to him, was also covered in dust. Although he was lucky enough to survive, there was no trace of joy on his face that he had survived the disaster.
This is...what's happening.
Daniel swallowed the bloody saliva and replied in a trembling voice.
I have no idea……
Heart of Steel!
Since the big guy was seized from McLan's hands, this thing has become the main force of the alliance... But why did the main force of the alliance appear here?!
They suffered a loss on the G53 defense line. Shouldn’t they get up from wherever they fall?
Why did you just stare at them!
Although it is just a shelling now, Daniel is very clear that shelling is often just a prelude to attack, and soon the alliance's ground forces will follow up and occupy this land that has been plowed by artillery fire.
Thinking of this, Daniel's face gradually became ugly.
Their ammunition had been smoothed to the No. 53 defense zone before. He didn't understand the situation of the Thousand People Team, but he knew the Hundred People Team he had.
In the backpacks of those cloned soldiers, they can't even get twenty bullets together, and the entire Centenarian team only has five iron fists and rocket launchers!
He gritted his teeth and looked at Peterson standing aside.
I'll go to the radio to call for reinforcements...you're waiting here.When their artillery stops, you must keep it with the rest!
Peterson bit his head.
yes!
After giving the order, Daniel quickly walked into the depths of the anti-aircraft hole, found the only radio station of the entire Centenary Team, put the headphones on his head, and shouted loudly.
This is the G40-1 defense zone!We were bombarded!
The alliance is attacking our positions and we need reinforcements!
There was no response on the opposite side of the communication channel, only a continuous busy voice.
There are only two possibilities
Either the other party uses some direct or indirect means to interfere with their communication!Or the command center also encountered a situation and was unable to take care of itself at this moment.
Daniel cursed, threw his headphones onto the radio, grabbed the rifle leaning against the side, and walked towards the entrance of the anti-cannon hole with great strides.
Fortunately, the noise from the opposite cannon was very loud.
Not to mention the Thousand-Person Command Headquarters twenty kilometers away, even the Thousand-Person Command Headquarters one hundred kilometers away can detect the situation here.
Maintaining the rhythm of one minute and one round at a time, the shelling lasted for five minutes, and the alliance poured at least sixty shells into their positions!
Daniel quietly waited for the sound of cannons to stop, then took Peterson, lowered his body and walked through the winding tunnel, and moved to the observation port of the anti-cannon hole.
The Alliance Army had already appeared in the distance.
Rolling dust surged from the end of the horizon, and Daniel unconsciously held the rifle in his hand, his heart raising it to his throat.
He was a well-trained officer. He fought all the way here with General Griffin, which was a battle-hardened person, but he would not be scared by this little bit of war.
Daniel quickly thought about how to survive this round of offensive, and he could support at least until friendly forces from the defense zones No. 41 and No. 39 came to support.
The Iron Heart is indeed a trouble, but the Air Force can't land on the ground to take up points. As long as he holds up like a pangolin, the final victory will definitely belong to them.
However, just as he was thinking this way, his eyes caught a glimpse of a faint outline in the dust that covered the sky.
It was this discovery that made him stunned on the spot, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.
tank!
And there are hundreds of cars!
The thick and long gun barrel was like a spear of a lancer, emitting a cold light under the scorching sun.
The desert-colored steel armor was trained into a piece of the horizon, blending into the rolling yellow sand, like a steel city wall charging forward!
Not just tanks
Hundreds of armored trucks with steel plates followed closely behind, as the dust rolled up from the tracks rolled in, forming a rushing steel torrent with the tanks in front of them.
One by one, one murderous Alliance soldiers sat behind the truck, leaning against steel helmets, which were far better than theirs.
One more minute at most
They will collide head-on with this steel torrent!
Witnessing everything in front of him, Daniel felt as if a basin of ice water was poured on his head. The cold that penetrated his bone marrow cooled from his back to the soles of his feet, nailing him firmly to the spot.
He suddenly realized that the round of shelling just now was just an appetizer.
The real highlight has just begun...
Damn… Peterson squeezed out a sentence with his lips trembling, did they drive all the tanks to us?!
In addition to the models he could not recognize, there were about fifty Conquerors 10 and 5 in this wave of steel.
He knew very well.
The armor-breaking bullets fired by the Iron Fist cannot wear the armor of the Conqueror Tank.
In other words, they had no means to resist this torrent of steel, and could only watch the defense line be torn open by them.
In fact, this is happening.
Hundreds of tanks fired together, and another round of flowers bloomed on the legion's trenches.
After a round of direct firepower coverage, more than twenty trucks accelerated out of the queue, and under the cover of the roof machine gun, they drove directly to the face of the 100-man team.
Infantry get off the car!Looking for bunker!quick!
He jumped out of the back of the car, and Irena rushed in front with an LD-50 submachine gun in her hand, and rushed towards the trench in front of the wheel, sending away the clone soldiers who were about to get up from the ground.
Ahahah！
The clone soldier hiding behind the sandbag suddenly rushed out, screaming loudly, and rushed towards Irena with a bayonet.
However, the lame movement was as slow as a mosquito with wings drawn in the eyes of the elf Wang Fugui.
He slowly took out the shotgun and loaded it, and with a bang, he pushed the clone back behind the sandbag and sent it to see their marshal.
Seeing that the alliance soldiers had rushed into the trench, the chief clerk who was guarding the trench howled and asked his clone soldiers to insert bayonets into the rifle.
Then he pulled out the plug of the smoke bomb and pulled himself into the trenches, preparing to make the final resistance.
Tsk, it seems that not many people survived...
Brother Fugui, who turned on the passionate vision, glanced at the smoke-filled trenches and soon saw the two sixes hiding in the corner of the wall.
The way he held the rifle tightly and waited for an opportunity was obviously not going to surrender.
So he changed into LD-47 without hesitation, swept over and took away the two heads.
The artillery and tanks have finished all the work, and what we are left to us is the work of cleaning the battlefield.Irena smiled funnyly.
After all, I prepared for half a month in advance, and this action was much easier than I thought.
The Legion did not expect the Alliance to launch an attack at this point in time, nor did it expect the Alliance to choose this position. While they turned the No. 53 position into an iron barrel, the Alliance's armored spearhead had already gone to their flanks and tore a hole in the No. 40 position.
From the perspective of the Legion, this is the most unlikely place to be attacked.
After all, if you choose to attack here, it means that the league's supply line will be lengthened by at least two hundred kilometers.
Not to mention the flaws of each meter of these two hundred kilometers, the No. 39 and No. 41, which form a corner with the No. 40 position, will also quickly support it.
Even if the alliance completely took over the No. 40 position, the reinforcements from the No. 39 and No. 41 position would lock up the dagger that reached into the pocket like a closed pocket.
It is precisely because of this that they give priority to position No. 40 to position No. 53, which is being attacked.
When Quanshui formulated a specific offensive bill, he obviously saw their fearlessness, and decisively took advantage of this and made a trick.
The Legion would not have guessed that the alliance, which was determined to launch a full-scale offensive, had no intention of leaving a way out.
As the forward, who was the first to attack the No. 40 position, the Skeleton Corps, which was the first to attack the No. 40 position, had no idea of stepping on the brakes.
This torrent of steel will move forward all the way, dividing the entire battlefield from the middle into two!
The voice of the corps commander Mole came from the communication channel.
Clean up trenches and anti-aircraft holes!Find the command post of the legion!It is correct to see the radio and maps!
The surrendered prisoners were all concentrated in the anti-aircraft cave, and we would not stay here for too long, and the friendly forces of the Lion Kingdom would watch them for us.
Just as the order was issued, the battle in the trenches was basically over.
These armored grenades who fought in infantry battles are all old players. The group of new Cutes that have been recruited recently are mainly drivers and gunners.
They don't need much command.
It's enough to just take some time to get familiar with these familiar equipment.
With a team of ten people rushing to the front, Irena quickly locked in the enemy's front command post.
There was a bullet crater printed at the door of the anti-cannon hole, and you could see broken pot racks and lunch boxes, as well as black food residues all over the ground.
Clearing his throat, he shouted into the hole in a non-standard couplet.
Hello, are there any living people inside?If there are no living people, we will throw the moor bottle.
There was obviously someone in the anti-cannon hole.
Hearing this sentence, the person hiding inside immediately responded and shouted loudly in panic.
Don't!Don't shoot!
We surrender!
Seeing the other party as he was so upright, Irena also showed a happy smile on her face and shot her twice in the sky.
Then come out quickly!Don't waste our time, I'll give you ten seconds!
Surrender is easy to say.
Captives are much more valuable than corpses.
Hearing Lao Na's ultimatum, the two people in the explosion-proof hole immediately rolled out and crawled out. The players pointed guns at them, and squatted in the corner with their heads in their hands.
Good guy, two centurions squatted together one by one.Looking at the clothes on the two of them, the elf Wang Fugui smacked his tongue in surprise.
Irena also said with a smile.
It saves us time.
In less than three minutes.
The first section of Line 40 has been occupied, and the entire wing of the 40th Thousand-Man team was exposed to the muzzle of the Skeleton Corps!
but
Their goal is not there.
Friends who clean the battlefield and clean up the remaining enemies can do their best.
What they have to do now is to keep moving forward, join the Burning Corps airborne and pull out the front command post of the 40th Thousand Man Team!
Just as the two centurions surrendered, the tanks of the Skeleton Corps had already set foot on the position.
The hatch at the top of the turret opened, the mole poked out half of his body, glanced at the completely occupied position, and held the intercom and ordered the team leader.
The captives stayed in place and all the infantry got on the chariot!
Leave it here for friendly troops, let’s continue moving forward!
Fast movement!
There were uniform answers from the communication channel.
receive!
Without a trace of mud, the armored grenade who had gotten out of the car quickly returned to the truck.
The skeleton corps armed with steel to the teeth quickly re-emerges on the road and continues to advance along the temporary dirt road built by the legion.
Friends were about a kilometer behind them and would soon arrive here.
These prisoners left behind have lost their ability to resist, and even if they are not tied up, they will not cause any storm.
If you dare to resist, then you can clean up.
Looking at the dust raised behind the torrent of steel, the more than a dozen prisoners who were thrown down had a confused expression on their faces.
Less than ten minutes before and after.
Before they could react to what was going on, it was all over.
Peterson swallowed, and his voice trembled.
...Are these people really native?
Looking at the direction of the steel torrent, Daniel also looked stunned, unable to understand what those people were going to do.
However, at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he seemed to understand something.
With a look back from the outline that re-integrated into the horizon, Daniel relaxed his tight shoulders and sighed softly.
it's over.
Looking at the resignation expression on the superior's face, Peterson was slightly stunned.
The end is...
Daniel, who had completely figured it out, had a much easier expression in an instant.
He said to himself without looking at his deputy.
Nothing…If everything goes well, we won’t be able to get home long.
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