One Thousand Five Hundred and Ninety-Five Words that Can't Be Heard

Sitting in his seat, a sweeper commander looked at the planet that was already close at hand on the projection device in front of him, and said to the pilot beside him: "Obviously, this attack on the Higgs 3 planet is not as good as before. How easy it is for us to attack Higgs 5."

"This is most likely a trap set by the other party! All soldiers must be cautious and careful! Once we reach the ground, we will immediately expand the occupied area!" He stared at the planet that was getting closer and closer, his tone full of anxiety.

"All landing craft will enter the atmosphere before the detector device is launched! I hope everyone can... destroy all enemies for God!" After approaching the target, he ordered loudly with some eagerness.

Everything was too silent, and those Z-type fighter jets that had been interfering with the landing troops had surprisingly not appeared near the landing site this time.

Apparently, this clearly means landing Watchers forces on Higgs 3 - the same as opening the gates and singing Beijing welcomes you.

"God, be with me!" All the sweepers shouted slogans loudly in the small cabin.

Their spaceship began to bump when it was close to the atmosphere, and every sweeper was waiting, waiting for the moment when they could flex their muscles.

At the same moment, the artificial satellite suspended in the low-Earth orbit of Higgs 3 began to attack the landed Watchman landing ship.

While the Sweeper soldiers waiting to enter the atmosphere were still looking forward to reaching the ground to fight the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire, the outer wall of the spaceship they were on was suddenly lifted by an explosion, and all the Sweeper They were all sucked into space.

Before they had time to utter that ugly cry, these Sweeper soldiers were scattered in the space. It was quiet and deep, seemingly endless!

"They're starting to attack!" On the ground, General Medias, who was waiting in the command position with his hands behind his back, rubbed his neck with his hands, and said a little tiredly, "I'm getting old, and my body is really failing."

After he sighed with emotion, he looked at his adjutant: "Let the fighter jets dispatch! Try to prevent the enemy from approaching the ground!"

"Yes! General!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, and then immediately went to convey the order. After a few seconds, meteors began to appear on the atmosphere.

It was the landing spacecraft of the Sweeper, as well as the traces left by the detector device entering the atmosphere. At this moment, many of these spacecraft have been marked on the radar screen of the Alan Hill Empire.

"The enemy has entered the range! The ultra-long-range interceptor missile position has entered strike mode!" A commander reported loudly in front of the computer screen.

Accompanied by his report, at the distant missile launch site, huge hatches were slowly opened one after another, revealing the neatly arranged large anti-aircraft missiles inside.

With the whistling sound of the engines, these missiles rushed out of the silo and galloped towards the meteors in the sky.

The long tail smoke rolled and gradually faded away, and then one huge explosion after another began to appear in the distant sky.

The guard soldiers who were still violently tossing in the atmosphere were inexplicably swallowed by the explosion, and turned into ashes in the violent explosion.

The Watcher, who had just rushed into the atmosphere, landed on the spacecraft,

In this way, it was consumed by dense missiles.

The originally densely packed landing spacecraft began to gradually become sparse while descending.

However, these watchers went forward one after another, and it seemed that they had no intention of retreating at all. After most of the first batch of landing spacecraft were destroyed, the second batch of landing spacecraft quickly broke into the atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, on the defensive positions of the Alan Hill Empire, more missiles also shot up into the sky, once again facing those high-altitude targets.

Under the watchful eyes of the Alan Hill Empire fighter jets that had arrived at the combat position, these missiles hit the target again, destroying the Guardian landing craft that were still in the sky.

There were explosions all over the sky, and scattered debris everywhere. The fighter jets of the Alan Hill Empire shuttled through these explosions and debris, like flexible flying insects.

These fighter jets fired missiles non-stop, shooting down these watchman spacecraft that rushed to more than 8,000 meters from the ground.

Soon, these watchman spaceships also began to counterattack, and the spaceships carrying the prowlers began to release the prowlers, and the air battle between the two sides kicked off.

As a result, it was just a contact, and the watchman soldiers flying the Prowler fighter jets found that the opponent was completely different from the enemies they had encountered before.

These nasty Alan Hill Empire pilots in front of them are obviously more difficult to deal with than the clones they encountered before.

As they absorbed combat experience, the clones of the Alan Hill Empire also enhanced their combat skills.

Densely packed fighter jets intersected in the sky, lines drawn by tracer bullets everywhere, and long smoke trails dragged by missiles.

Gradually, the black energy produced by the Prowler also began to increase, and the aircraft of both sides fell from the sky from time to time, making the sky of the entire Higgs 3 planet look like the end of the world.

"Report! General! As of a minute ago, not a single watchman's spaceship has arrived on the ground! Our interception was very successful, and the missiles are also sufficient!" The adjutant walked behind Medias, stood at attention and reported the latest battle situation .

"Very good! Keep fighting! Let the logistics department replenish the consumed ammunition as soon as possible!" Medias nodded and gave the order.

If after such a long time of preparation, his defense is still crumbling, then he is not Medias.

Nicknamed the Imperial Turtle, if he really shrinks his head, it will really be a headache for any opponent.

Wagron once joked that facing the defense line commanded by Medias, the best way is to use nuclear weapons, or directly use the Star Destroyer Cannon!

At this moment, the watchman commanders facing Mediath finally learned what is called the defense of the Alan Hill Empire!

After paying the price of hundreds of thousands of soldiers' lives, they didn't even touch the enemy's position.

That is the true meaning of not touching! Their soldiers didn't fire a single shot, didn't kill a single person, just like that they were wiped out in the blue sky.

And their only victory was to shoot down some enemy fighter jets—compared to Higgs 5, this place seems to be the real hell!

You know, within the Watchmen, some people have compared Higgs 5 to hell! Because in the long battle of more than 8 months, the watchman army lost a total of 11 million troops.

With such a huge loss, the result they achieved was only to wipe out more than 6 million troops of the Alan Hill Empire including the puppet robots.

The losses of the two sides were close to one to two. What made the caretakers look ugly was that they were the one with the most losses!

Such a huge loss made it impossible for the Watcher's troops to replenish their own losses - the almost endless resources obtained by relying on devouring, in the face of such a huge loss, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

The Alan Hill Empire successfully reduced the total strength of the Watcher's troops, which annoyed Thorens greatly.

Because if the war continues with such a loss, the caretaker may even be defeated in this war!

They are the caretakers! It is the strongest race made by God! After competing with other God Chosen, the Chosen Son survived! They are undefeated, or they are invincible!

For this reason, in order to regain his self-confidence and re-establish the myth of the undefeated Watcher, Sorens launched a larger-scale attack on the new Gus No. 3.

His purpose is simple, he wants to tear up the dignity of the Alan Hill Empire, break down the confidence of the resisters, and completely scare the enemy!

After destroying the opponent's will, the war will develop in a direction that is more beneficial to the Watcher - as long as he can quickly occupy the Higgs 3 planet!

In the universe, an armed satellite with a broken solar panel lost control, deviated from its original flight orbit, and knocked away a fragment of the body of the Sweeper floating in the universe.

In the next second, a huge landing spacecraft smashed into the out-of-control satellite and rushed into the atmosphere of Higgs 3.

The third batch of Guardian troops started to attack, and Sorens had no intention of retreating at all. He prepared to attack the entire Higgs 3 with all his strength.

He understands that as long as he can capture the Higgs 3 planet in a short time, he will definitely be able to disrupt the strategic deployment of the Alan Hill Empire.

Almost at the same moment, the adjutant once again came to General Medias who was standing beside his commanding position with his long sword: "General! The third batch of enemy attacks has begun! Defensive satellites are gone... Enemy forces are approaching the ground."

"Almost... If they can't even break through the anti-aircraft missile defense circle, why should they be my opponents?" Medias sneered, and ordered: "Give them the preset landing site!"

"The password is entered!" In the slightly dim underground bunker, at the bottom of a super huge missile silo, in the strategic duty room of the nuclear bomb command center, an officer twisted the key in front of him.

"Password confirmation!" Beside him, another officer turned the key in his hand at the same time, and opened the activation button in the middle.

"Coordinate lock!" The launch operation sergeant entered the landing target area just obtained and shouted loudly.

"The coordinates are locked!" Another soldier sitting next to him confirmed loudly while typing on the keyboard.

"Intercontinental ballistic missiles are ready!" The leading officer grabbed the receiver of the phone and reported to the officer on the other side of the phone.

"The missile is ready!" Beside him, the officer who just turned the key sang loudly: "It can be launched at any time!"

At the far end of the battlefield, a Watcher landing spaceship that landed crookedly after being hit by something on its side barely landed on the ground.

The hatch was suddenly opened, and countless sweepers roared and rushed out of the spaceship desperately.

This is an area with the weakest ground firepower of the Alan Hill Empire, and it is obviously not a reassuring choice to arrange yourself here.

"Expand the occupied area! Destroy the nearby enemy forces! Don't let any one go!" After getting off the spaceship, the frontline commander of the Sweeper stepped on the head of a puppet robot wreckage under his feet and shouted fiercely.

In the distance, a robot is holding its own weapon, constantly shooting at the Sweeper landing force.

The sound of assault rifles is very dense, and bullets fly across the battlefield. The Sweeper soldiers who had just rushed out of the landing spaceship were hit in the body by oncoming bullets before they could disperse.

Countless sweepers were hit by bullets when they jumped out of the spaceship. They screamed and fell to the ground, trampled by their companions behind them, and eventually turned into flat corpses.

On top of their corpses, the corpses of other sweepers were piled up, layer by layer, layer upon layer, which looked like small Beijing temples.

However, as the sweeper forces became more and more dispersed, the robot security forces deployed here began to become passive. They're nothing too smart on their own, and quickly start to lose a lot in bulk.

After a robot knocked down the sweeper who was rushing in front of it, it was hit and exploded by the energy group attacking from the side.

The robots that originally surrounded the sweepers were gradually surrounded by the sweepers. They retreated a little bit, and finally changed from a huge circular encirclement to a circular defensive position.

Countless sweepers broke through the weak fortifications and wiped out the robots inside. They devoured the wreckage and moved on with valor.

Watchmen's frontline commander commanding the Sweeper breathed a sigh of relief as the field began to gain the upper hand. His troops have taken control of the surrounding area, and it is clear that he has successfully established his own landing bridgehead.

He reported to Sorens who was in charge of the fleet: "Master Sorens! We have reached the ground! We are expanding the occupied area according to the plan...We..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a black speck rushing into the atmosphere, heading towards where he was.

When those puppet robots were finally submerged in the sea of ​​sweeper soldiers, an intercontinental ballistic missile carrying a large-yield nuclear warhead just hit the sweeper's landing area.

A spectacular mushroom cloud soared into the sky, rolled upwards in the sky, pushed away the surrounding clouds, and pulled out a round white cloud ring.

And Sorens in the universe never heard what the watchman's frontline commander was going to say later.

He was silent, looking at the planet named Higgs 3 not far away through the image in front of him, his body seemed to be shaking in the darkness.

"Continue to dispatch the sweepers! Don't stop without my order!" He gave the order coldly, his voice floating back and forth in the darkness.