One Hundred and Ninety-Three Reinforcements
There was chaos in the 9th Army's Army Headquarters, with the rain outside the windows beating against the bright glass and making everyone in the room restless.
On the carefully arranged sand table, a staff officer pointed to the specific location with a pointer, and reported to Cape Lunahui, who was standing by the side: "His Royal Highness, the defense line of the 2 regiment and 1 battalion of the 119th Division was breached by the devil... "
"The latest news just sent, within 1 hour of the enemy's attack, we lost almost 300 soldiers!" A communications officer handed the document in his hand to Chief of Staff Alfred and reported road.
"The weather has been bad in recent days, and the Air Force's reconnaissance has been poor, so we don't have enough control over the demon's actions..." The Air Force liaison officer was explaining why the Air Force didn't know anything about the demon's imminent attack.
Alfred also understood this situation very well: "There is nothing to say, the air force reconnaissance cannot be carried out, and the ground reconnaissance cannot be expanded... After all, when facing the demon of speed of action, it is very risky to approach the reconnaissance."
After all, there are not many troops who dare to go deep into the demon-controlled area for investigation. When the team enters the demon-occupied area, it is basically a state of meat buns and dogs, and there is no return. It has to be said that in small-scale battles, those demons who fight with the strength of their bodies have a huge advantage by nature.
They can easily bypass the human reconnaissance unit, then form a huge encirclement, and launch an attack at the same time to annihilate the human reconnaissance unit.
There was an air force reconnaissance before, and the Alan Hill troops didn't feel that their reconnaissance was restricted, but when the rainy weather came, things became a bit beyond everyone's estimates.
"So, for us, this attack was very sudden." The staff officer who pointed at the position of the 2nd Regiment of the 119th Division with a pointer, concluded that everyone did not speak.
General Alfred said worriedly to Cape Luna: "They used the weather to approach our forward positions... The number is huge, and the defense line of the 119th Division is likely to be unable to hold..."
The artillery commander of the army group on the side glanced at Luna, who had an unsightly face, and added: "We are trying to find a way to reinforce...because the rocket artillery unit has been dispatched... They are now in Larmo, and they can't quench their thirst from far away. …”
The Air Force liaison officer continued with embarrassment: "What's more unfortunate is the news given by the weather monitoring unit, they said that the last two days have been rainy weather, and the Air Force basically has no way to take off! The bomber unit has no way to enter the theater, and we cannot Bomb, cut off the enemy's follow-up reinforcements."
Cape Luna folded her chest with one hand and rested the elbow of the other arm on her arm, and thought for a while with her chin pressed,
The order was issued: "Let the heavy artillery troops reinforce the 119th Division, and the 9th Division's tank troops must be assembled to immediately counterattack the demons on the flanks! Compress their attack area!"
"I'm a little worried, if these demons penetrate our defenses... we will lose Alan and the nearby forward supply base." Looking at Cape Luna, General Alfred reminded.
"That's trouble! We have a lot of ammunition stockpiled there! These supplies cannot be given up! So we must have Alan in our hands!" Luna was also a little unhappy about losing her supplies.
Because the demon troops often counterattack on a large scale, the supplies of the group army are stored close to the front line. In this way, it is convenient to supply the army for combat consumption. In order to avoid the situation that the frontline troops run out of ammunition, but it is too late to replenish, many ammunition supply bases are only one or two kilometers away from the frontline.
But in this way, after the opponent counterattacks and breaks through the defense line, these supply stations will also be lost, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to the 9th Army, which had insufficient supplies.
You must know that most of these supplies were transported from the Velonsa area to Greken through painstaking efforts - just the transport capacity consumed on the road made these ammunition so expensive that people wanted to cry.
The gold lost for every bullet consumed in Grecon is enough to produce five bullets in the heart of Ireland Hill. Because of this, Cape Luna couldn't bear to throw those ammunition to the demon, which was really an expensive strategic material that was delivered to the front line with great difficulty.
At this time, an armored officer in the corner stood up holding his helmet and asked softly, "Your Highness. Why don't we try it?"
"Can dragon knights fight in rainy weather?" Cape Luna was stunned when she saw the officer, and asked subconsciously.
"Although we are not suitable for fighting in rainy days, we can at least take off, right?" The officer replied with a slightly embarrassed smile.
Although their dragons are reluctant to fly in rainy weather, at least they can fly - after reaching the front line, they can also use their flying characteristics to maintain a certain combat effectiveness and support frontline operations.
This is already a very effective air support for frontline troops in urgent need of reinforcements.
Moreover, he stood up at this time, in fact, there is a symbolic meaning. For a long time, Elan Hill's magical and industrial forces have always fought separately, with little tactical cooperation.
Except for the dragon knight troop who showed their hands in the previous battle of reinforcements for the paratroopers, the fighting magic troop behind them has always been an auxiliary supporting role.
Now, finally, there is such a chance, so that the magic troops can go to the battlefield as a rescue friend. This is very important to the magician class of Velonsa, which means that they are willing to let go of their grievances, and sincerely regard themselves as Alan Hill, and admit their identity.
Since they are willing to throw an olive branch at this time, Cape Luna is also willing to accept this favor. She knew that Ailan Hill's national policy was tilting towards the concept of "equality of all beings", and she was willing to support this established national policy that sounded more inclusive.
Beautiful eyes glanced at the dragon knight commander who was holding a helmet and a suit of armor, Cape Luna nodded, agreeing to the other party's request: "Yes, please join the battle as much as you can, and block the demon ground troops as much as possible. I need time to reinforce the 119th Division, about 5 hours."
"As ordered! Your Highness!" The general bowed slightly, and then resolutely walked out of the headquarters and into the rain.
Cape Luna looked away from the opponent's back, looked at General Alfred, the chief of staff beside him, and ordered: "Also, send a telegram to the 19th Division, informing them that the demons have counterattacked, let them They prepare for battle, watch out for demons!"
"Yes! Your Excellency Commander!" Alfred admired Luna's ability to bring everyone around him together to fight side by side. He felt that Luna seemed to have a calling halo, which could convince the people around him. to fight for her.
In the heavy rain, the middle-aged commander wearing a helmet climbed up the back of the dragon. Holding the slender reins, he turned his head to look at his subordinates.
"Gentlemen! Today, we fight for those who have been bullied by us and who have been weak! This is the honor we deserve! This is the dignity of our strong! Bullying the weak is not what we want! Protect the weak , is what a real strong man should do! For Ailan Hill!" He pulled the reins and encouraged his subordinates loudly.
In his shout, under the dense raindrops, under the icy visor, a pair of eyes burst into a proud light.
The neatly lined up soldiers rolled over and straddled the back of the giant dragon, and at the same time they shouted loudly: "For Ailan Hill! For His Majesty the Emperor!"
"Huh!" He waved off the dense rain, the huge dragon wings stretched out in the sky, and the giant dragon headed up into the sky, facing the raindrops falling from the sky, rose into the air.
Following this giant dragon soared into the sky, one after another, the dragon knights fluttered their wings in the rain and gathered into a huge formation in the sky.
On the lawn of the field airport, fighter jets covered with canvas were parked one by one, and the ground crew looked up at the sky at the edge of the tent, watching these huge dragon knights fly over their heads, indescribable mood complex.
This sky has always been ruled by the fighter forces of Ireland Hill, and in such a bad weather, the enemy they once pressed and rubbed on the ground has become a comrade-in-arms who protects their airspace. It feels really... ...indescribably unwilling.
"This damn rain... Stop it now!" A ground crew member retracted his head in annoyance and looked at his colleagues: "When the weather improves, immediately restore all planes to a safe level. Ready to go at any time!"
"Don't worry! When the weather improves, there will be no more enemies in the sky!" Another ground crew member hated to vent his dissatisfaction.
Outside, the rain seemed to be heavier, and the battle on the front line of the 119th Division became even more tragic.
After a desperate hand-to-hand battle, the Alan Hill Grenadiers finally lost their second line of defense. They left hundreds of mutilated corpses here and retreated to the third line of defense unwillingly.
The demons' attacks show no sign of stopping, and they still have an absolute numerical advantage, braving the intense artillery fire of Alan Hill, constantly pounding the already crumbling human defense line.
The battlefield is full of explosions, muddy craters, wrecked tanks, and demon corpses.
In the midst of these ruined scenes, a tank with a magical light shone back and retreated behind its own line of defense. The light on the magic inscription disappeared, and the man inside lifted the hatch above his head.
Ryan stuck his head out and shouted to the logistics soldiers in front of him: "Ammo! Refill me quickly!"
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