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Chapter 442 Time to counterattack!

"boom!!!!"

The capital of abundance.

Outside the embankment.

An earth-shattering loud noise completely shattered the silence of the afternoon.

The flying gravel and dust fell like raindrops, making the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom squatting in the trench subconsciously lower their heads, blocking the lunch box in their arms.

"Oh shit--"

"My ears...grass!"

"What is that sound?"

"Nuclear bomb..."

This is a rumor that has been circulating in the military recently.

The Legion intends to nuke the Fertile City off the map.

Is it...

Already used it?
Clutching his stinging ears, a soldier struggled to get up from the ground, found his helmet and put it on, stuck half of his head out of the trench, and looked eagerly in the direction of the Fertile Capital.

however……

That hopeless embankment still stands.

A trace of despair flashed in the numb pupils.

As if realizing something, he turned his stiff neck, trying to turn around.

And the moment he looked behind him, the shrunken pupils suddenly lost their light, and the despair hidden deep in the window of his soul also scattered across his entire face at the same time.

smoke.

fire.

Floating heat wave.

The whole world seemed to be burning.

Creeping black smoke connects the sky and the ground, like a torrent slanting down from the Styx, no matter whether it is upward, left, or right, it cannot be seen.

The center of the explosion was a deep pit with a width of [-] meters. One corner of the wide battlefield was directly wiped out, and the soil, gravel, and corpses lifted up... buried a series of winding trenches.

There was not a single howl.

There was only deathly silence.

He remembered that it was the position of the 1th team of the 7th team, and he even remembered that those boys just switched defenses with the 2th team of the 4th team that was disabled yesterday.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and the sound of swallowing saliva was the only sound left in this silent world.

At this time, the sky suddenly began to rain.

Raindrops are red.

He raised his trembling right hand and touched the tip of his nose with his index finger. The hot and sticky touch almost made his heart stop beating.

The rain suddenly became heavy.

From a drizzle to a pour, and hard and fast, more and more pieces of meat and bones fell from the air, making a tinkling sound on his steel helmet like hail.

What is all this for?
What is the significance of his existence here?
Fear finally destroyed the soldier's defense line. Kneeling in the trench, he hugged the helmet with both hands and let out a heart-piercing cry.

In the distance, there are deafening gunshots, continuous gunshots, and the shouting of killing along with the sound of tank tracks rolling by...

The anger and hatred of tens of thousands of people completely brought the remnant soldiers in the trenches back to reality from that silent world——

"Kill—!"

……

"boom--!"

The thunderous cannon sound was like a trumpet blowing, shattering the surrounding clouds, pushing the Heart of Steel cruising under the clouds to shake gently.

A thick and long column of smoke rises from the 400mm main gun, draws a parabola with perfect curvature, and attacks the ground together with the downward propeller plane.

Seeing the pillar of fire rising from the ground, Commander Quanshui, who was standing by the railing on the deck of the Heart of Steel, couldn't help but click his tongue with emotion.

"...This equivalent is probably not smaller than a tactical nuclear bomb."

And environmental protection without radioactive dust.

It's just that the hole is a bit big, and it may take a lot of effort to fill it.

Speaking of which, the last time he saw this thing firing was still on the ground, now that he had changed the angle of view, it gave him a completely different feeling.

Facing the suppressed firepower of this "aviation battleship", the Falcon Kingdom's siege of the Fertile City's front line is disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air formation of the Goblin Corps cruised along the edge of the explosion shock wave, and the cannons of forty W-2 ground attack aircraft continued to fire and lick the ground, and this was already the second round of air strikes.

I looked darkest at the spring standing beside me.

"When shall we go?"

"It's not time for us to go up yet."

"Damn, it's all over!"

"The airship is the protagonist of this war. It is up to our allies to charge the battle. Our role is to appear in key positions at critical moments, such as carrying anti-tank weapons when the enemy's armored forces arrive suddenly. Reinforcement and so on... But it seems that there should be no need for this now." Commander Quanshui took out his binoculars and glanced at the ground.

The enemy front is disintegrating faster than expected.

It seems that the legion should have given up on this position...

A string of black dots appeared in the distant sky.

Falcon Kingdom's squadron tried to salvage the situation, and thirty "Eagle" propeller planes entered the battlefield from the northwest flank.

However, from the moment the flashing red dots appeared on the radar screen of the Heart of Steel, their fate was already doomed.

"Master, the enemy aircraft has entered the firing range!"

In the communication channel, Xiao Qi was full of energy.

Standing in front of the French window of the bridge, Chu Guang looked at the clear sky in the distance, and announced their death in a voice without fluctuations.

"Fire."

"Roger that!"

As soon as the witty words fell, the sky was lit up by the rain of fire in an instant, and the thick smoke and fire that exploded successively formed an impenetrable wall, and the clear sky was covered with dark clouds in an instant.

In the face of that overwhelming firepower, any evasive maneuvers are meaningless at this moment.

If you can't break through the entire airspace within the time of one breath, being sieved by countless shrapnel is the only ending.

Finod, who was standing not far away, swallowed.

The authenticity of the Heart of Iron made this guy understand.

He even had the illusion that the airship was in the hands of the demon, and its combat power had directly increased by an order of magnitude.

Under the coordination of the shelter server and the shelter AI system, the performance of each anti-aircraft gun of the Iron Heart was squeezed to the limit, and even covered the explosive shrapnel that performed Brownian motion in a probabilistic sense, allowing the fire network With the same efficiency, the volume has been expanded by 1.5 times!
Especially the brain hole of changing the deck into an airstrip.

He was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground.

The Heart of Steel can indeed carry carrier-based aircraft, but it usually carries vertical take-off and landing aircraft.

This kind of gameplay of throwing a propeller plane outside like throwing a paper plane is a bit beyond his imagination.

Don't they worry about accidents at all?
"The enemy air units have all been wiped out!"

Xiaoqi's report came from the communication channel.

Chu Guang nodded his head slightly, looked away from the smoky sky in the distance, and looked again at the city of abundance not far away.

On the battlefield covered with billowing thick smoke, the Scarab 1 team led by Prince Winter was fighting out from the west gate of the river embankment. With the assistance of the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom, they completely defeated the [-]th team of the Falcon Kingdom. The team's defense.

In fact, before they broke out of the river embankment, the defense line of the Falcon Kingdom was already on the verge of collapse.

Thirty W-2 ground attack aircraft swooped down, strafed and bombed in turn, almost paralyzing the fixed firepower points on the position.

And a total of four 400mm heavy high-explosive bombs and heavy incendiary bombs that fell from the sky directly crushed the psychological defense of the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom.

The soldiers who put down their weapons and raised their hands to surrender were far more than those who were killed on the spot by the artillery.

Although the majority are stubbornly resisting, they still cannot change their doomed defeat.

Nukes weren't deployed at the nearest airfield, and the Legion didn't even give them permission to put in more planes.

Even as early as last night, the alliance's reconnaissance plane discovered that at least three ten thousand troops and two artillery squadrons had withdrawn to the northwest.

And these people who stayed behind were all abandoned children fed to the alliance by Griffin.

This is the most realistic judgment when the northern supply line cannot be maintained, and Griffin's choice is even more decisive.

Fortresses that cannot be conquered will be abandoned directly, and when the situation is not right, the strategy will be shifted without hesitation, and the seemingly insignificant alliance will not be taken lightly.

The old fox was more cunning than he imagined.

Considering that caution is paramount, Chu Guang did not order the airship to go deep behind the enemy to pursue the retreating enemy.

The alliance will not design a weapon that the alliance cannot deal with. He has reason to believe that the legion also holds the trump card that can solve the heart of steel.

At least according to Yin Fang, the chief researcher of the alliance, the technology of manipulating gravitons is not invulnerable, otherwise the era of prosperity would not have come to an abrupt end.

When he has to give it a go, he will not hesitate to bet on all the chips, but when there is a safer choice, he will not hesitate to choose the latter.

The Heart of Iron will not leave the front line and go deep behind the enemy. Chu Guang will personally lead the flagship and advance steadily along the front line.

There is no suspense in the counterattack in the capital of abundance.

In contrast, he was more worried about the situation in the south.

If his initial strategic judgment was correct, then the Legion's nuclear bombs should have been deployed to the airfield in Lost Valley...

Staring at the battlefield outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Vanus thought for a moment, then suddenly said.

"too fast."

Chu Guang looked at him.

"quick?"

"Hmm..." Vanus nodded and said thoughtfully, "I don't even see any effective resistance."

Chu Guang smiled lightly.

"Isn't that bad?"

"It's not bad, it just makes me feel a little strange..."

Vanus pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"Where's Griffin's tank? We haven't seen a single tank since yesterday. The restoration army of the Honey Badger Kingdom rushed into the river bank almost without hindrance. If I were him, I would never let that The two armies successfully joined forces."

A tank without infantry is a spear without a handle.

Under the circumstances at that time, several anti-tank teams could be dispatched to cooperate with the armored forces to intercept the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom.

It's not even necessary to wipe out all those people.

The Falcon Kingdom only needs to drag them under the river embankment. Once the tank stops, no matter how hard it is, it will be an iron coffin.

"Even if this is the Luoxia Province far away from the west coast, even if they have so many tanks here, it's too strange..."

Pausing for a few seconds, looking at Chu Guang who was lost in thought, Vanus continued to talk about his own views.

"It's impossible, all the tanks are in Camp 530, right?"

……

To the east of the No. 4 oasis, in the desert three hundred kilometers away from the Twin-headed Peak, dusk gradually shrouded the land.

Tanks loomed in the yellow sand flying all over the sky, only a thick and long barrel and a turret covered with a desert-colored camouflage net were exposed.

The front of the hull was reinforced with sandbags and completely buried with sand.

These tanks are mainly Conqueror V light tanks and No. [-] heavy tanks.

In order to make the battle line long enough, the distance between tanks and tanks is very wide, and the large gap in the middle is filled by the foxholes of lying infantry.

On the northernmost side of the battle line, there is even a tank with a strange shape.

It has no turret, the gun barrel is buried in the wedge-shaped body, and what is even more surprising is that its tracks are not embedded in the body, but connected to the outside of the body like tires.

The officer in the navy blue military uniform exposed half of his body on the roof of the car, holding a telescope in his hand, and pointed his protruding nose straight at the east.

His name is Stan, he is the commander of the tank under Griffin's command, and he is also the commander of the 1st Armored Motorcycle Team directly under the Falcon Kingdom.

A few days earlier, General Griffin had personally explained the operation to him.

"...Our plan is not foolproof, and if they see through our plan, sending a motorized force to raid our airport is their only option, and it is also their last hope. And what you have to do is to send them the last Block that door!"

Although all of this is based on the assumption that "the alliance has seen through their plan", and this possibility is very small.

But by no means nothing.

But Stan wasn't worried.

Fifty Conqueror No. 11 light tanks, forty Conqueror No. [-], No. [-] heavy tanks, and the "Prowler" under him.

With the addition of a thousand motorized infantry and a large amount of anti-tank and anti-infantry equipment, a huge net has been opened on a front more than ten kilometers wide.

No matter 1000 people.

Still 1 people!

Don't even think about crossing this wall!
At this time, the sound of scouts reporting the discovery of enemy vehicles came from the communication channel.

Although the wind and sand here were covered with rust and the signal was intermittent, he still heard those key words clearly.

After the scout repeated several times, he hung up the phone.

Stan put down the binoculars in his hand, supported the headset hanging on the side, and ordered in a ruthless voice.

"Attention all ministries, the enemy unit is heading towards the G5 area from the south."

"The battle begins!"

The moment the voice fell, a deafening explosion suddenly came from a distance, and a column of smoke slowly rose from the horizon.

There was a slight look of astonishment on Stan's face.

The direction of the smoke...

Seems to be his position?
When he had already ambushed in advance and the scouts had completed the search for the enemy in advance, he was even beaten by the opponent...

How can it be!

Loud and chaotic voices came from the earphones.

"...This is Team 7, 'Hunter' and 'Obsidian' were destroyed! We are attacked by a group of enemy tanks and need reinforcements!"

"Grass--"

A deafening cannon shot interrupted the voice of the tank commander.The gunner was yelling and shouting, and the loader was trying his best to stuff the shells into the barrel. From the tinkling sound and the bursting sound of the coaxial machine gun, it was not difficult to feel the anxiety and chaos of the battle.

When he heard that the "Hunter" had been destroyed, Stan finally frowned a bit solemnly.

'Hunter' and 'Obsidian' are the code names of No. 7 and No. 3 vehicles of the 4th team respectively - a Conqueror 11 and NO.[-] heavy tank!
Needless to say more about the former.

The latter has an equivalent armor nearly 1.5 meters thick!
There are not only gap interlayers and anti-armor-piercing linings, but also sandbags as shelters.

How can such a "mobile fortress" not be penetrated by a single shot? !
No matter what happens to Team 7, now is not the time to hesitate.

Stan didn't have time to be surprised, let alone say any more nonsense, half of his body immediately retracted into the body of the "Prowler" tank.

With a piercing sound of electric current, the surface of the gray-black tank seemed to be coated with a layer of transparent film, and even a faint layer of frost formed on the shadow under the barrel!
Communication is completely lost.

Before the state of silence, he handed over the command to the captain of the 1st Armored Motorcycle Team directly under the Falcon Kingdom.

And what you get at this price is almost invincible armor!

Those natives would never have imagined that the legion still held this hole card in their hands!

The corner of Stan's mouth curled up in a cold arc.

Holding the control handle for manipulating the cannon with both hands, he calmly turned on the switches of the rangefinder and optical zoom sight, while looking at the driver sitting in front to give orders.

"Target G5 area—"

"go ahead!"

hunting--

it has started!

……

In the endless sea of ​​sand, an encounter battle broke out between the Skeleton Corps of the Alliance and the Armored Thousands of the Falcon Kingdom.

35 Panzer II tanks and 500 Panzergrenadiers faced off against nearly a hundred Conqueror tanks and nearly a thousand light infantry relying on fortifications.

Although the crisis premonition of players in the perception department and the "thermal vision" of the rich man helped the skeleton army discover this ambush in advance, they were able to deploy personnel and equipment urgently before the encounter broke out, avoiding being caught off guard.

But still can not change the gap in the number of the two sides.

Both sides are the elites of their respective camps, and each has cards they don't understand.

This is bound to be a bitter battle!
The collision of iron and blood has just kicked off here, and the fight 200 kilometers away has already entered a fever pitch.

The defenders stationed at the Petra Fortress almost came out in full force. Nearly 2 soldiers with high morale gathered under the command of the Lord Sion, and followed the guidance of faith to kill towards the Lost Valley.

All means of transportation throughout the Petra Fortress were conscripted temporarily. Whether it was motorcycles, trucks, ox carts, or horse-drawn carts, they were all used to transport troops and supplies and tow artillery. The mighty dust was like a rolling sandstorm.

General McLenne was obviously not blind, and quickly noticed the movement in the west, so he immediately dispatched his subordinates to form a formation along the wreckage of Route 7.

A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides in an area 50 kilometers away from the airport.

The firefight quickly turned into a bloody melee as neither side prepared the other for the battle.

The battle line stretching for more than ten kilometers was full of gunshots and cannons.

The two sides could only rely on the general direction to barely distinguish between the enemy and the enemy in the gradually falling dusk, and then fired in the direction where the gun flames flickered.

As for the advance and retreat of each unit or the on-the-spot defense, you need to rely on small notes occasionally sent by the orderly.

The setting sun elongated the shadow of the valley, and the whole desert was covered with a layer of blood.

Just when the battle was in full swing, a cuirassier team of about a thousand people, led by the captain of the personal guard of the lord of Thain, circled along the Zhabal Mountains to the south of the Lost Valley.

Most of the troops of the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom were pinned down to the east and north.

This is the weak link of the defense line, with only a few machine gun positions and sentry towers standing.

They would act as a dagger, stabbing through the softest belly of the beast and emerging from its back, using explosives and hand grenades on horseback to destroy the aircraft parked at the airfield north of the camp, or at least the runway... …

And arriving with them, there is also a group of White Bear Knights driving an armed truck.

"We'll separate here."

The captain of the personal guard reined in the reins, rode his horse to the front of the truck, looked at the three people and the bear on the truck and continued.

"We will try to destroy those two planes as much as possible, and we will leave the ritual of stopping the summoning of evil spirits to you!"

Sesame Paste, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded seriously.

"Leave it to us... Be careful on the road."

"I will."

The captain of the guards grinned, raised his right fist and smacked the breastplate made of steel, then pulled the reins to turn the black horse, and grabbed the carbine hanging on the horse's back.

No rhetoric.

There is also no loud slogan.

He just kicked the horse's stomach and rode to the front of the team. Seeing this, more than a thousand cavalry behind him followed behind him tacitly.

Then--

The charge began.

The sound of horseshoes was like thunder rolling on the flat ground, setting off endless dust on the Gobi Desert, rushing towards the army's garrison without hesitation.

"I didn't expect to see cavalry charge in the 24th century..."

Surprise was written on Rourou's face, and he stared intently at the north direction.

"Oh……"

Holding the tail of the machine gun, he also looked at the north side, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice while being surprised.

"...I hope you can come back alive."

Those people made her feel as if they were alive.

"It's time for us to act too."

Sis glanced at the rearview mirror, then at the co-pilot next to him.

After receiving a pair of determined eyes in response, she restarted the truck and headed towards the south side of Lost Valley.

The Petra cavalry targets the defense line on the south side of Lost Valley and the airfield on the north side.

The odds of them being able to pierce through this line of defense are only 5%, and this is still the most optimistic situation.

As for them, the goal is the Lost Valley.

Sisi also didn't expect that they could receive the manager's task through the official website outside the range of communication.

However, the destination of the mission coincides with the goal of their trip, which is within the ruins of the "river embankment".

According to the various clues collected, the Legion was looking for something there.

No matter what that thing is, they must never let them find it.

It's also weird to say.

The news about the No. 4 oasis and the Lost Valley on the official website is basically updated by her alone. It stands to reason that apart from the players, the NPCs of the alliance will not know what happened here.

Can NPC also access the Internet?
If this is the case, then this game is too "real"...

……

On the north side of the Lost Valley, the legion garrison, inside the camp of the command post.

General McLennan was standing in front of a strategic map and a radio station, directing the deployment and deployment of frontline troops.

The soldiers of the Hump Kingdom were no match for the Falcon Kingdom at all, and the two sides were not at the same level in terms of military theory or organization.

The only advantage of the former is probably the one of piety, and this advantage is often difficult to play a role on the frontal battlefield.

Only the Petra Fortress, which is close to 2 people, cannot be his opponent.

Although everything is still under his control, he still feels unsteady when his feet are on the ground.

It's a pity that it will take a little time to get the airship back.

Thinking of this, McClenn couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Only now did he realize that he had been shot by that skunk.

He obviously came here to find that Titan's shield core!

As long as the core is removed secretly, and then changed into a weapon and shot at the heart of steel, it will be able to make that thing fall from the sky.

As a result, that guy Griffin suddenly gave him an order and insisted on asking him to build some airport.

While he's happy to be able to drop nukes on the Alliance's heads, being a frontline because of that is another story.

it's good now.

The Alliance had seen through the skunk's crappy plans, and had somehow convinced Humpback, who was sitting on the wall.

Now there are only one or two teams of [-] people, and it is not difficult to deal with them.

But what about after?

Now that the nuclear strike plan has been seen through, the alliance must have sent troops to advance here, and the nuclear bomb dropped on Qingquan City will not be able to annihilate those troops together.

More than that, only the defenders of the Petra Fortress are currently sending troops, and there are nearly 4 standing troops stationed in the No. 10 oasis next door!
No matter how elite the Falcon Kingdom troops trained by the legion are, they are not superhuman.

At that time, he might have to escape by plane again...

"It's time." The pilot in the command post glanced at his watch again.

In fact, there is still a while before the planned time, but staying here always makes him feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

McLenne waved his hand.

"Go quickly...go quickly and come back quickly."

The pilot nodded, picked up the helmet on the table, and walked out of the tent.

The escort wingman has already taken off under his order. After confirming that the nearby airspace is safe, the H-55 "Hurricane" carrying a nuclear warhead will also take off.

And at the same time that the pilot left the command post, an officer trotted in, gave a military salute beside General McLenne, and reported loudly.

"Report! A cavalry unit appears to our south!"

Staring at the strategic map on the table, McClen ordered calmly.

"Move the 5 wheeled reconnaissance vehicles in the camp, and inform Wester that he and the motorcycle centurions in the camp rush to the south side of the camp to support immediately! Be sure to prevent them from approaching the runway of the airport!"

"Yes!"

The officer gave a military salute and trotted out immediately.

Watching the figure disappearing at the door, McLennan felt a little more relaxed.

He has kept this troop from sending to the front line, just to guard against the sneak attacks of those natives.

Sure enough, the savages came!

cavalry?

McLenne sneered.

He'd let those people know what a foolish decision it was to go against the Legion.

However, at this moment, the air defense alarm suddenly sounded outside the camp.

McLennan froze for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Besides here, is there any other airport nearby?

At this time, an officer lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in quickly from the outside.

McLane read the seriousness of the situation from the panicked face.

Before he could ask, the officer reported quickly.

"A plane is approaching us—"

"Is it the alliance or the enterprise?" McLenne grabbed his collar and asked hastily, "Where is our plane? Has it taken off?"

A series of questions made the officer's scalp tingle.

Looking at the nose that was almost poking into his eyes, he shook his head nervously.

"I have no idea."
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(Thanks to the leader of "Canglan Fate" for the reward!!! The rhythm of one volume per month, this volume is almost finished, I seem to have forgotten to divide the volume...)
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