One Hundred and Eighty-Three Empty City

"Okay! Gentlemen! It's time for us to play!" Ryan leaned on the hatch of the turret and ordered his comrades by pressing the throat communicator: "Go forward! Cover the infantry brothers!"

"Dang bang, bang bang..." The track of the tank began to roll, and the M4 tank he commanded began to move forward.

Originally, Ryan was the commander of the instructor, but because of the need to support Greiken, he was transferred to the 9th Army. It is precisely because he was transferred to the front line that his tank was replaced by a more advanced "magic tank".

These armored tanks with engraved magic inscriptions have a much stronger defense than ordinary M4 tanks. The only drawback is that the defense cannot be turned on all the time, which will affect the radio communication system.

The M4 tank rolled forward amid the noise of the engine and the crash of metal, and Ryan, who was half-length, squinted at the scene around him.

The ground here seems to be polluted, and there is a disgusting smell everywhere. Even Ryan, who was accustomed to the smell of gasoline, could still clearly distinguish the unpleasant smell that permeated the air.

It's not that the smell is poisonous, but it's very similar to the smell that permeates those boys' dorms: socks that haven't been washed in weeks, mixed in a quilt that's never been dried, and then mixed into the insole under the bed. ...that's a sour.

"Just based on the smell, these guys are more than worthless..." Covering his nose with his hands, Ryan frowned and gave a very pertinent evaluation.

"Left wing! Demon dog found!" Inside the headset, the commander of another tank found a distant target, and the radio suddenly became tense.

Lane picked up the binoculars and saw dozens of demon dogs rushing over on the ridge. They looked ferocious and moved quickly.

"10 o'clock!" With a reminder from Ryan, the turret turned with the sound of a motor. The 90mm long-barreled tank gun on the turret pointed precisely in the direction of the Devil Dog's attack.

"Ready to fight!" The infantry who followed the tank's flanks also began to move, leaning on the sides of the tank or forming a temporary defensive line behind the embankment. The machine guns have been set up, and everyone is watching the enemy's movements vigilantly.

"Roar!" A demon dog rushed to the side of the road, and countless spears and short cannons poured out ammunition at this unlucky demon dog.

"Boom!" Ryan felt the tank under his feet tremble, and a cannonball rushed out of the muzzle. The smoke of gunpowder made his facial features twist together, and the next second he saw in the jungle in the distance, withered trees flew far away from the cannonballs.

A demon dog nimbly avoided the cannonball, but was hit by the fragments of the explosion. It screamed and struggled on the ground, and black blood was thrown everywhere.

"Tutu! Tutu!" Following the armored anti-aircraft vehicle behind the tank, two 30mm caliber cannons shot out dazzling flames. A row of tracer bullets rushed into the formation of the demon dogs, knocking over several demon dogs at once.

"Beautiful! Keep firing!" Holding the binoculars, the commander commanding the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun shouted loudly, because he had already seen the amazing effect of his shooting this time.

Finally, another demon dog rushed onto the road, and the weapons in the hands of the infantrymen opened fire again. Countless tracer bullets hit the demon dog, and it immediately rolled back to the other side of the roadbed.

"Roar!" On the other side of the battlefield, another demon dog army appeared. They quietly approached the human army, and then began to show their hunter instincts at a very close distance.

An Alan Hill grenadier was bitten by the body, and several demon dogs tore at him, causing him to let out a scream.

The Alan Hill soldiers who heard the voice began to realize the threat behind them, and they turned their guns and began to attack the damned enemies behind them.

After several demon dogs that rushed into the crowd killed dozens of soldiers,

They were all smashed into sieves by bullets. The demon dog that came after it was also blocked at a safe distance by the bullet.

A bloody battle broke out suddenly on a small intestine path. Hundreds of demon dogs and a mixed battalion of mortal troops fought fiercely, and the winner was finally determined.

On the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke, human soldiers held their weapons and checked the dead demon dogs one by one. At the cost of 30 people killed, they wiped out all the demons gathered nearby.

A four-legged orangutan-like demon threw boulders at a tank, which was hit by rocks and deformed a bit in its armor. However, the members inside were only slightly injured.

The four-legged orangutan was then pierced through the chest by an armor-piercing bullet fired by the Ryan crew, and has long since disappeared.

Such battles broke out in all corners, and the advancement of the Alan Hill troops was obviously not as smooth as Cape Luna had estimated. The attack to capture Alan was quickly met with desperate resistance from the Demon Hounds, and the 19th Division attacking Brennor also encountered some trouble.

After paying the price of more than 400 soldiers, the 9th and 119th divisions took the lead in entering Alan, but the 19th division and the paratroopers still did not occupy Brenno, which made Alan's mortal troops, alone in the Inside a narrow sharp protrusion.

"It's so miserable..." The Alan Hill soldiers who entered the city of Alan held their weapons, looked at everything in front of them, and sighed from their hearts.

The houses have all been ruined, and the city walls have collapsed and been destroyed. The armor and swords of the defenders at the time were scattered on the ground, and dried blood can be seen on it.

Only, no corpses could be found, because everything that can be eaten here has been swallowed up by the demon dogs. In such a big city, apart from the demon dogs that were circulating everywhere, there was nothing alive.

The imagined terrifying street battle did not break out. The demon dogs scattered in the city did not have strict organization and discipline, so they were eliminated one by one by the more organized Alan Hill grenadiers, and they were quickly cleaned up.

However, the huge lifeless city left behind also made the soldiers of Ailan Hill realize that what they are facing is a group of things that have no bottom line at all.

These demons have no concept of right and wrong and no discipline to abide by. They devour everything they encounter, and the jungle retains the oldest law of the jungle.

"If we let them go to our hometown...I can't imagine..." Holding a weapon, a soldier looked at the snow-white skull that had been bitten to the ground and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in disgust.

"For the sake of our family, we have to keep these guys here even if we die." Another soldier, holding a bright bayonet, slammed at the corpse of the demon dog they had just killed.

The army thorn pierced through the head of the dead demon dog, pierced through a disgusting big eye, and black blood flowed down the bloodletting tank and seeped into the cracks of the stone road.

"Armored troops! Cooperate with the infantry to build a defense on the periphery! The soldiers of the 3rd Battalion searched the whole city! Let's see if we can find survivors!" A lieutenant colonel's eyes were red, and he resisted and ordered.

"I heard that more than 80% of the civilians were evacuated at that time... The rest are probably gone." A staff officer pressed the pistol on his waist, his nose was sore when he spoke: "About 300 soldiers stayed to guard The city...seems they tried their best."

"Find it for me! It's good to find one!" gritted his teeth, the lieutenant colonel repeated sharply.

"Yes! Sir!" Several officers stood at attention and saluted, then dispersed with their respective troops.

"I was thinking before, why did we come all the way from Veronsa all the way here? Wouldn't it be over to let those bastards of the Magic Empire fend for themselves?" With a dumbfounded expression, he shook his head and muttered to himself.

When he said this, he stopped and looked at the staff around him: "But when I saw this, I realized that even those bastards of the Magic Empire are human, and they also have shame and their own bottom line... …”

"And these demons, they have no bottom line..." After finishing speaking, the lieutenant colonel looked in the direction of the Eye of Magic: "I now know why we came here from Veronsa all the way... to protect Something we should protect!"

"In order to protect everything we already have!" The staff officer also said firmly: "For Alan Hill!"

In front of him, one M4 tank after another drove by, and the tracks rolled over the stone pavement, leaving cracks and marks on it. These roads were not originally designed to carry tanks, and would soon turn into broken and muddy roads due to too many passing tanks.

However, the Ailan Hill soldiers who walked through here were not afraid. They carried their weapons and sang the songs of Ai Lan Hill, and their faces were full of determination and hatred. They want to seek justice for mankind and fight to the last moment for their hometown.

"Build an ammunition reserve base! Check the water source! Let the reconnaissance troops spread out!" The lieutenant colonel wiped his eyes, recovered his state, and began to arrange tasks one by one: "Set up a high-power radio station and let the artillerymen themselves Choose your position!"

"Let those bastard demons regret coming to Alan!" In his command, a 155mm caliber howitzer raised its barrels, and boxes of shells were carried off the truck.

"Let them regret coming to Alan!" All the Alan Hill soldiers echoed this sentence in their hearts. They dug trenches and built defensive positions, and among the ruins, they built one strong line of defense after another.

Behind them, a black king's flag of Elan Hill fluttered in the wind, and above this king's banner, swarms of Elan Hill fighters swept across the battlefield.

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Today, the dragon spirit is not in a good state, so there are only two more... Everyone, don't wait, good night.

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