1584th Talking About Death

Two Prowler fighter jets passed the burned Tree of Life, and the anti-aircraft guns on the ground seemed to have all been silenced.

After more than 3 days of fierce attacks, the troops stationed on the Higgs 5 of the Ireland Hill Empire have now begun to disintegrate.

Organized resistance is decreasing, and many troops have been unable to receive effective support when they are surrounded.

Compared with the previous battles for more than a dozen highlands, the fortifications of the Alan Hill Empire are now obviously stronger, but the time for holding on to them is obviously shorter.

There is no way, because the strategic depth of the troops has been lost, and most of the troops have begun to lose combat effectiveness due to continuous operations.

There is good news, because there are fewer and fewer places to be stationed, so the density of troops has increased to a certain extent.

Because of Andre's command, the collapse of the Irish Empire troops was very slow, at least until now, and complete chaos has not yet occurred.

Next to a truck that has been completely destroyed, sweepers are chewing on the engine hatch. The truck's tires have been eaten away, and only the torso remains.

Beside this truck, some sweepers were also eating, and what they were eating were their companions, the volatilizing corpses.

Farther away, patches of Sweeper soldiers were laying eggs, and they piled up their eggs neatly, waiting for these eggs to hatch into new soldiers.

About 20 kilometers away from here, in the strong Fort No. 3, soldiers of the Ireland Hill Empire are carrying shells for the heavy artillery of the fortress.

These fortress artillery from 10 years ago are actually outdated things, just used to refill the equipment.

Although it seems that the huge caliber of 280mm has a range of more than 20 kilometers, making these weapons still in a usable state, but it is obviously much less powerful than the electromagnetic gun.

There is also no way, although there is a simple automatic loading machine, but this kind of artillery must rely on carts to transport the shells out of the strong ammunition depot and place them on the ammunition feeding device of the loading machine.

For the sake of convenience, to increase the rate of fire of the artillery, everyone has ignored the requirements in the safety operation manual.

It is a matter of course to prepare these shells in advance and place them in a more convenient position so that the fort can fire more shells before it is destroyed.

So everyone piled shells and propellants next to the loading machine, filling the entire transportation channel, and spreading to the vicinity of the weapon depot.

It's a massive fortress, even with some walls camouflaged by vines. In front of the fortifications on the surface of the bastion whose overall layout is like stars, there are also hidden trenches and machine gun fire points.

Even, in order to strengthen the firepower of this fortress, in addition to the 20 280-caliber heavy artillery forts that have been deployed, 2 electromagnetic artillery pieces have also been deployed.

The entire fortress is powered directly by the nuclear fusion reactor underground, so the interior is also well-lit, and an underground railway station is even designed.

Although it seems that this place is impenetrable, everyone knows that these seemingly impenetrable fortifications, in front of the continuous attacking troops of the watchmen,

Sooner or later it will collapse.

The only difference is actually only the length of time. Once this is breached, the nuclear fusion reactor will be destroyed-this will cause the core defense fortress behind to lose one-third of the power supply, which is also impossible.

On the outermost periphery of Fortress No. 3, fierce fighting between the two sides has already begun. Intensive gunshots and explosions sounded one after another, and the entire high ground was filled with lingering smoke.

In the basement of the core fortress, Andre was still sitting next to the map table, looking at the narrow defensive area.

He sat there quietly, listening to his adjutant reporting to him what was happening on the battlefield: "The troops stationed near Fort 10 applied for support, and I sent the 5190th Division that was just withdrawn from Fort 16 last night. gone."

Andre recalled the fact that the 5190th Division had just been replaced, so he asked: "The 5190th Division has less than one regiment left, and they have been fighting for another day, and the current state is not good. how good."

The adjutant was also a little embarrassed, and replied: "There is no way, they are the closest, and they have just been replenished with ammunition. If the 5230 division is sent, it will be more than an hour late."

If there is another way, he also wants the troops who have just been withdrawn to get a good rest. But in the current battle situation, it is no longer possible for every army to rest in the rear with peace of mind before going to the battlefield.

In fact, most of the reason is that the frontline troops are too tightly oppressed by the enemy, so many troops can only go up to fill the holes, and cannot replace the troops to retreat.

As a result, many troops had just returned to the battlefield to continue fighting before they could retreat to a safer place after some soldiers were withdrawn and took a break.

Of course, in fact, there will still be troops who have rested in the rear and sent to the front line, but the elite troops that have been rested in this way can only be used as fire fighting teams now.

Under normal circumstances, only when there is a gap in the defense line and the entire defense line is about to collapse, such troops will appear, and then go to the front to fight.

What happens next is that this force can no longer be withdrawn, it can only be spent in the front, a little bit at a loss, until new reinforcements arrive, or they are routed and replaced by other rested forces their location.

Andre showed a bitter smile, and teased the adjutant: "Has our current time been counted in hours? It's really embarrassing."

"Let Division 5190 go over there to help first. I have already recorded it. After 5 hours, I will replace Division 5190 with Division 5230." The adjutant did not answer the question, but continued to talk about his arrangement.

Andre glanced at the other party, and asked a question that is very difficult to answer nowadays: "Are you sure that the 5230 division will rest at the original place after 5 hours?"

The adjutant knew that this kind of chat was because Andre was looking for a way to get rid of his depression, so he replied, "Actually, I'm not sure. At that time, I guess I'll have to change to Division 5271 to go over there."

Sure enough, Andre was very familiar with his troops, and without checking the information, he continued to ask: "5271 Division? Isn't there only two battalions left in that army?"

The adjutant knew all about these things too, that's what he actually did. He only heard him answer: "Yes, I plan to cancel the designation and organize this unit into the 5100th Division as a supplementary force."

The 1st Battalion of the 5101st Tank Division has been completely transferred underground. As a force for fire support and counterattack, it is deployed in the tunnel group in the east to support infantry operations.

Another temporarily reorganized light infantry regiment was reinforced to the 2nd Battalion of the 5101 Tank Division, and was deployed near the tunnel extending from the tree of life on the west side.

The remaining tanks have been dispersed, and the unorganized ones have been handed over to those grenadier units that need to be supplemented, forming some mixed combat groups.

On the one hand, this is to increase the combat effectiveness of these troops, and on the other hand, it is also to avoid the concentrated use of tanks being targeted by the opponent's air force.

The main force on the Higgs 5 planet before was the 5100 Armored Division. This unit is now unable to fight independently due to the loss of a large number of tanks.

After adding some infantry, the combat effectiveness of this unit has plummeted, and now it doesn't even have a complete organization, and it was just resting on the second line.

That's why the adjutant said that the remaining remnants of the 5271 Division were handed over to the 5100 Division as supplementary soldiers.

Hearing the familiar number of Division 5100, Andre said with emotion, "Those numbers I'm familiar with are disappearing little by little."

The adjutant still comforted him and said: "There is no way. In the current army, new designations will be canceled every day. Some are canceled by ourselves, and some... just disappear normally."

Most of those numbers that disappeared were actually troops composed of puppet battle robots. These troops quickly disappeared with the brutal battles, and what is left now can only barely help to hold their positions.

In order not to let these puppet robot troops lag behind, the general method is to mix these puppet robots into the clone troop, which can simply solve the problem of lack of personnel in the troop.

Andre didn't want to continue this topic either. He could feel that his topic was hurting morale a bit, so he changed to a question of concern and asked, "How is General Adair's injury going?"

"There is no serious problem, but it will take at least a few months to fully recover." The adjutant replied with a sigh of relief.

"He may be our only high-end combat power now." Andre said with a sigh, thinking of the series of death reports of magician swordsmen and demon masters he had received before.

The adjutant nodded and said: "Yes, the only special forces deployed here, and some follow-up troops, have been exhausted in the battle for control of the Tree of Life."

The tree of life was so important that Adair was unwilling to give up—he even went to the front line to fight in person, and temporarily put aside the important task of protecting Andre.

As a result, the magicians and masters of various races he took away, including most of the dragon troops, died in the battle.

Also lost together were more than 70% of anti-aircraft guns, hundreds of artillery pieces and rocket launchers, hundreds of thousands of clone troops and puppet troops.

And such a huge loss was in exchange for nothing, the defensive positions near the Tree of Life still changed hands, the watchers still destroyed the Tree of Life, and the atmosphere of the entire Higgs 5 began to collapse more quickly.

Now the atmosphere of the entire Higgs 5 has made people feel short of breath. In a few days, at most ten days, the difficult breathing may even affect the combat effectiveness of the troops.

However, everyone is not too worried about this kind of thing happening. After all, it is still unknown whether they can continue for more than ten days.

Judging from the current situation, no one can predict whether the atmosphere will collapse first or the defenders of the Alan Hill Empire will be wiped out first.

The adjutant paused for a moment, and continued to add: "We no longer have magician and elf troops, nor demon and orc troops... Now our highest combat power is the clone grenadier."

"At least they won't switch sides, and there's no problem with their loyalty." Andre smiled self-deprecatingly.

The adjutant raised his chin and replied proudly: "Yes, they will stick to it until the last second! But because of the continuous fighting, there is no time to rest, and they are very tired."

Hearing this statement, Andre was obviously taken aback, because he remembered what an officer said to him after he decided to stay on Higgs 5.

The 2 million defenders will do everything possible to protect him and fight for him... Now, these clones are fulfilling their promise.

To Andre's regret, the officer who said this sentence had died on the front line more than a month ago, and he would never see him again.

"If the enemy invades here, the first thing you have to do is kill me with a pistol!" Andre seemed to be planning his own funeral.

He has been cleaning the pistol at his waist recently. I heard that this pistol was given to him by General Modler. At the reception on the day he was promoted to general, he also received a Silver Eagle Medal.

The adjutant was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and promised: "General... If this kind of thing really happens, I will definitely do it!"

Some things don’t need to be said too much, because everyone knows what the standard process looks like: the general’s body cannot be handed over to the enemy, and after shooting Andre to death, the adjutant still has a lot to do.

He might find some gasoline and burn Andre's body, or if it was more urgent, he might use a grenade.

However, everyone has discussed in private that the best way is to go to the underground ammunition depot in the core fortress, find a storage room for large-caliber shells, pour gasoline in it and light a fire.

When the time comes, there will be nothing left with a bang, and I can fully ensure that my body will not be left to those damn watchers.

Andre nodded slightly, and said solemnly, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" The adjutant also replied solemnly. They've been talking about death a lot lately, which shows how bad the situation is.

From a few days ago, death seemed to be something that could happen at any time. Many familiar names, Colonel Lieutenant Colonel Commander, disappeared one by one.

Andre looked at the adjutant: "I feel very happy to have you by my side on this last journey of my life."

The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, and said, "It is my greatest honor to work with you, General Andre."