One Thousand Five Hundred and Sixty

On the surface of Higgs 5, the outermost perimeter of the Irish Hill Empire defense line, inside a collapsed bunker, the sun shines in from the machine gun perforation, reflecting the billowing dust.

The twisted door could not be closed tightly, and from time to time there was a creaking sound of metal friction due to slight shaking.

Adair sat on an empty ammunition box, gently wiping his extremely sharp long sword.

"Damn, these bastards can't be killed no matter how hard they are!" A dragon warrior spat hard, complaining to himself.

They've been on the front lines for 19 days, battling these enemies for the first time, and the results are frustrating for all.

The masters from the Alan Hill Empire won battle after battle, only to find that at the campaign level, they were just wasting their time in vain.

Adair, as the most powerful Arranhill Empire master who arrived on the Higgs 5 planet this time, has already made several shots, and each time he led the army to defeat the Guardian troops in front of him.

But every time, they would find that they had shot out a huge protrusion, completely embedded in the enemy's position, and might be surrounded by the enemy from both wings at any time.

It's not that they didn't continue to attack, trying to thicken the entire protrusion from the flanks and remove the threat from the two wings.

But what made them depressed was that they tried their best to fight back and regained the position, which was almost a piece of white ground, which no longer had any defensive value.

Successive victories on the battlefield could not be exchanged for a real victory. This made all the masters of the Alan Hill Empire who came to the front line and hoped to end this war with their own abilities feel a sense of self-confidence. Chill in the bones.

These people have never experienced such a war, even if the Alan Hill Empire adopted many drastic measures when unifying the world, it did not reach such a point.

Although there is still a huge crater scar on the planet Elanciris, and there are still some remnants of the impact of the Great Fall, the Lovely Landhill Empire has been bringing new worlds to the new world from beginning to end. hope.

Conquest is only a part of war. The development of civilization begins with war, but it will never end with war. The war of the Alan Hill Empire is a war full of hope, which is completely different from the war happening in front of us.

Even if the demons invaded, it has never been so hopeless-the demons will also confuse people's hearts, and some are even willing to leave some humans to live together. Even if it is the origin of magic, what it wants is conquest, not destruction.

But the watchman is different, the more they fight with the watchman, the more gloomy the future will be for Adair and others...

Yesterday, Adair personally led the troops once again into the guard's occupied area. They rushed forward for 200 kilometers in one breath, and then divided into three groups, expanding the entire salient into a huge occupied area.

But in this occupied area, they found no traces of trenches, no villages or houses, and those thick concrete bunkers that would not disappear after a hundred years of weathering have also disappeared.

The missile launch base that has been leveled is only left with a not-so-flat launch site. In a few days, the wind and sand will swallow this place, allowing it to completely blend into the surrounding environment.

as far as the eye can see,

There are no trees or traces of life activities, just like the Higgs 5 planet just discovered by the Alan Hill Empire, every corner is barren.

After losing tens of thousands of soldiers, Adair had to order a retreat. He remembered what General Andre said to him: "Counterattack is futile, and holding on to every inch of land that is still in our hands is our last resort." things that should be done.”

Before, Adair felt that Andre didn't want to waste the reserve team in his hand, so he persuaded him like this.

It was only yesterday that he was truly convinced that the Guardians were different from any civilization he was familiar with, from dragons, dwarves, elves, orcs, demons, humans... different!

He once stubbornly believed that the desolation he saw was just a war zone, a no-man's land that had been deliberately cleared out.

So he desperately attacked the hinterland of the area occupied by the watchmen, hoping to see a village or city established by the watchmen.

But the reality slapped him hard in the face, because he was hundreds of kilometers away from the war zone, and he still could only see a barren, endless barren.

The opponent is not a traditional civilization that competes with the Alan Hill Empire for living space. The other party has no intention of establishing civilization at all, they are just attacking blindly, attacking without hesitation or mercy!

These watchmen destroy everything, but do not build anything—from this point of view, the Elland Hill Empire can be called a civilization, but the watchmen are not a civilization, they are just a group of pure... war machines.

According to common sense, it is impossible for such a civilization to exist, because it does not produce this characteristic, which can only appear in low-end nomadic civilizations.

Everything depends on plunder, everything depends on plunder, and a huge force can be formed in a short period of time, but then such a force will fall apart due to rough management.

In fact, the most deadly thing is that such a predatory civilization will soon find that there are no targets for plundering around itself, and those who only rob but not produce will naturally be destroyed because the model has come to an end.

But the caretakers are different, they are powerful and have very strict organization and discipline. Their size is doomed, and they must need support.

But the reality is that these watchmen are destroying everything mechanically, as long as they occupy it, they will be completely destroyed without any hesitation.

Frankly speaking, this made Adair uneasy, afraid...

In the end, Adair, who did not find the answer, gave up this attack. He led the troops and retreated back to the place where he started with the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

Before the guards mobilized a large army to counterattack, and did not even try to establish a temporary position, just in the state of attack, Adair suddenly decided to retreat.

The assault troops fought in place for a symbolic 4 hours, and then all the troops began to retreat.

Everyone did not leave anything to take away, including the chocolate wrappers and pockets of instant noodles that were scattered everywhere.

There are field rations, disposable aluminum cans, and tent raincoats that everyone didn't care about before...

In short, the attacking troops of the Alan Hill Empire even managed to collect and take away the shell casings of the shells. This was a scene that had never appeared in previous battles, and it also made the retreat much more complicated.

An offensive battle that lasted for more than four days came to an end. In the end, the troops of the Alan Hill Empire retreated to the line of defense two days ago.

Such a result frustrated all the troops participating in the counterattack. Many young soldiers looked at the places they had captured in a daze or silently shed tears.

They didn't even hold on to the enemy's counterattack, so they voluntarily gave up those places that no longer had any defensive value.

They walked through the area turned into wasteland, and together with the retreating cars, cannons and tanks, they reluctantly gave up the land that had been regained through bloody fighting, and returned to the place where they assembled a few days ago.

The engineering robots had already repaired these positions while they left, but because of the limited time, it was still no different from the ruins here.

However, despite this, people who have finally returned to the civilized area still feel the warmth that has not been seen for a long time.

Even if there is only one collapsed building, even if there is only one crooked trench that can no longer be seen, even if there is only one brick, and only one graffiti swearing on the rubble, it will make people feel very friendly.

It was only after returning here that they felt the warmth, the warmth that they could not feel at all on weekdays, but now it makes people reluctant to waste it!

"The casualty report will be handed over to General Andre..." Adair wiped his long sword, and said to the complaining dragon warrior, "It seems that we still underestimated this war."

"General... don't tell me we're just like this..." The soldier pressed the long sword at his waist, wanting to make a distinction.

As a result, his words were interrupted by Adair: "Soldier! The end of this war is nothingness! We are all just dust trying to survive! Before I came here, I thought it was all for the empire to win Propaganda for this war."

Having said that, he smiled wryly: "But I was wrong! In order to avoid unnecessary panic, the empire's propaganda even weakened or even concealed many truths in this regard!"

"This war is much more important than imagined! We must win at all costs!" Adair put the long sword that had been cleaned back into the scabbard with a clang, and stood up : "When necessary, we will all die here, understand?"

"Yes! General! I am willing to fight to the death here. I have already realized this before I came here!" The dragon officer said firmly, "But you..."

"Me? I'm nothing special. Ten years ago, without Alan Hill, I should have died in front of magic..." Adair shook his head openly: "I can come here and fight until the end , I am quite satisfied."

"General!" While speaking, a human magician opened the somewhat distorted iron door that was not closed securely, and walked into the ruins of the bunker in a panic: "The sentry found that the watchman's troops are approaching here!"

"Get ready to fight!" Adair walked to the door, lowered his head and got through the iron gate of the bunker with some difficulty - being willing to use the iron gate shows that this is already a fortification very close to the core.

Under normal circumstances, in order to solve the problem of steel, the doors of the bunkers are left empty or directly use wooden doors. Iron gates are only used on more important defensive nodes.

Of course, such an iron door is just a thin iron door, and the inside is still made of wood...

Of course, the door of the bunker was not prepared for the Dragon Clan, so it was a bit difficult for Adair to enter and exit here. He had to bow his body and be careful to pass through such a small door.

After getting out of the bunker, Adair obviously stretched out. He took out a telescope with complete functions and advanced style from a leather bag on his waist, stuck it on his face and looked into the distance.

The armor of the dragon clan is transformed by magic, so it is impossible for them to equip heavy power mechs. Therefore, some equipment such as telescopes cannot be integrated into the armor, so it is not so convenient.

Through the binoculars, Adair saw the Watcher troops gathering in the distance. The opponent cautiously approached and crossed a small slope, pressing towards the defense line of the Alan Hill Empire.

"Let the rocket launchers cover and shoot..." Adair put down the binoculars and ordered: "Just tell them not to hide, we have already found them!"

"Understood!" The dragon officer just nodded slightly, and went to the messenger to deliver the order.

Adair looked at the human mage who came to send the news, and asked, "What else?"

"The sentinel was sacrificed..." the human magician stared at the approaching watchman troops in the distance and replied: "He finally sent back some images, not very good images."

"Oh?" Adair was slightly taken aback.

The human mage didn't say much, and turned on the projection device on his wrist, projecting a flat first-person perspective picture.

In the picture, you can clearly feel that the photographer is crawling on the ground in pain, and you can also hear heavy breathing.

From the panting voice, it can be heard that this person is in great pain, but he still insists on transmitting the picture he sees to those who need it.

A few seconds later, some huge figures appeared in the screen, and Adair froze for a moment, then frowned suddenly. It was a group of conquerors, the elite of the Keeper's army.

Adair fought against these conquerors, when there were only a few or a dozen conquerors. But in the picture, there seemed to be at least dozens of these conquerors.

"Did you see it? Did you see it clearly?" A man's voice asked anxiously in the screen, and then a hand could be seen tearing apart the grenade and pressing it on his chest, followed by a tragic cry Cry: "Long live Elan Hill!"

"The number of conquerors is increasing, and the enemy doesn't seem to want us to be too arrogant." Adair stretched his eyebrows, and said to the human magician beside him: "He is a warrior."

"En." The human magician's voice was full of anger and hatred. His voice was so low that it was drowned out by the whistling sound of rockets attacking behind him.

Countless cluster rockets passed over the positions of the Alan Hill Empire defenders, shaking the mountains for a while, and the piercing sound of piercing the air echoed everywhere.

However, Adair still heard the "hmm" that made people feel comfortable, as if a sharp knife cut into the bone.