1635 Tomorrow We Can Kill Back

The tank's tracks ran over a struggling sweeper, and the grenadiers of the Elland Hill Empire, carrying electromagnetic rifles, stepped across a desolate battlefield.

The corpses of sweepers are everywhere here, and there are limbs and arms everywhere, because there has just been a large-scale battle here, and the Alan Hill Empire has covered this area with heavy artillery fire.

"Pay attention to inspection! Be careful with your feet! Identify every corpse! We don't want to take prisoners in this battle! We have dealt with all the enemies who can still move! Move cleanly!" The commander with a weapon stepped on the wreckage of a Destroyer tank , ordered to his soldiers.

What responded to him was a crisp gunshot, and a soldier fired a shot at the struggling sweeper with no expression on his face.

On the second day of Operation Long Sword, the counterattack forces of the Alan Hill Empire faced more enemies than on the first day.

They have been fighting for a day, and during this day, they have advanced frantically, and they have hit a certain part of the outer line of defense that was abandoned at that time.

If the map is not broken, this is indeed part of the position abandoned by the Alan Hill Empire at that time.

But now, there is no trace of any man-made buildings here. The bunkers that were blown up, and the dense and intricate network of trenches excavated have all disappeared.

There are no obvious traces of landmarks anymore, and the only thing that can prove that this is here is a precise coordinate on the electronic map.

If it weren't for their bombing just now, many bomb craters were left here, and there might not even be any potholes here, just as clean as the surface of a barren primitive planet.

The hatred or fear of the watchers multiplied in every soldier who saw this. They don't understand why such enemies are fighting against them, so they have strengthened their belief in solving these enemies.

There is no way, since the contradictions cannot be reconciled, the only way to solve the problem is through fighting! Whoever is strong has the right to continue to live, and whoever is weak will be destroyed!

This war has been separated from politics and economics, and everything is only for survival. Killing, just to survive, made this war look extremely sad from the beginning.

Next to an off-road jeep listening to the Warriors, an officer is projecting a digital map on the car's front hood.

He pointed to a place and introduced to his officer: "There is a mountain in front! The bomber just washed the ground, and there should not be too many sweepers there now..."

on the map,

Spots of light were advancing along the lowlands, and these spots represented friendly IFF signals.

He pointed to both sides of the col, a slightly higher plateau, and continued: "If we continue to advance, the enemy forces on both sides of the col will pinch us! So our best way is to go around along the ridge to one side Push forward, hit one side, wait for the other side to come over and die!"

After listening to his subordinates explaining the situation, the commander wearing sunglasses nodded and made his own decision: "Let the artillery cover this valley, and delay the enemy's reinforcements on the other side! Let's cut in from the left! Let the tanks Troops follow up!"

"Yes! Sir!" This subordinate grabbed a communicator in the rear of the warrior off-road vehicle, pressed the switch and ordered: "Call the assault force! Call the assault force! Attack routes 33-75, 34-76, 35-77 ... attack along the ridge! Keep the communications open!"

"Understood!" At the forefront of the team, a troop that was resting, an officer holding an electromagnetic assault rifle put down his hand that was pressing the headphone switch, and then loudly issued an assembly order to his soldiers: "Magician Troops! Rally, Rally! Speed!"

A group of magicians and the heavy armored grenadiers who cooperated with the magicians put down the food in their hands and gathered together.

They surrounded their chief. Although there were not many of them, it could be seen that the combat effectiveness of this army was extremely strong.

Because among them there are elves, dwarves, humans and dragons, and even some high-level demons.

According to some secret sayings within the Alan Hill Empire, the more chaotic the troop composition, the stronger the combat effectiveness.

However, this statement is not entirely accurate, and there are still some tricks in it. For example, Chris's royal guard is actually mostly human, and this has never changed.

Although there are also elves working in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the number is actually not many. It was not until two years ago that the Royal Guards of the Alan Hill Empire had dragon and orc warriors.

Moreover, among the most elite troops of the Alan Hill Empire, the troops that are all human have always been focused on strengthening, and the latest equipment is almost the strongest in combat effectiveness.

But if it is based on the fact that the more complex the composition, the stronger the combat power, it is actually true, because the special forces of the Alan Hill Empire, and some assault force battle clusters with very powerful combat power, the races are indeed very messy.

The officer pointed to the direction of the upcoming assault, and said to all the soldiers: "Later, the rocket artillery unit will be here, here and here to cover the shooting... 20 seconds after the shelling is over, everyone cuts into the position and puts the troops who can Kill all the targets of the event! Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone replied in unison.

"Check supplies! Supplies! Ammunition! Energy replenishment! Bring as many energy batteries as possible!" The commander reminded him again tirelessly.

Every time he attacks, he will remind him like this, and no one will dislike his noisy. Because this is the gentleness of the commander. He really hopes that his soldiers will be safe and come back safely.

"Are you all ready?" Seeing his soldiers checking their backpacks and tactical vests, the officer asked loudly again.

"No problem!" Everyone nodded their heads.

"Action!" The officer waved forward vigorously, and everyone rushed out in that direction.

As they ran forward, as if they had nothing to do with them, the rocket artillery unit of the Alan Hill Empire began to perform.

Countless rocket shells crossed the battlefield, like meteors, across the sky, and landed on the other side of the ridge.

In the beginning, if there was a seemingly absent vibration on the ground, it was a huge vibration caused by a huge explosion in the distance.

Then everyone heard the dull explosion, as if a giant was hitting the ground with his iron fist.

A wheeled armored vehicle roared past, and the communication antenna on the turret swayed from side to side as the vehicle bumped.

Thus began the battle, with smoke billowing into the sky where the Sweeper's troops were being washed by a storm of shells.

Then, these sweepers who were dazed by the bombing suddenly saw one side of the ground and rushed out a large number of enemy troops.

So they roared and rushed towards these enemies who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and started a bloody fight.

The huge magic circle lit up, and one after another magic fell from the sky. The sound of explosions came and went, and there were creepy and weird screams everywhere.

A human mage fired with an electromagnetic rifle behind the gleaming magic barrier. Beside him, a dragon clan is also using magic to clean up the surrounding enemies.

On one side of them, on a heavy armored vehicle, the electromagnetic machine gun was firing non-stop, and the shells were accelerated to the extreme, hitting the crowd of sweepers.

In an instant, the Sweeper's troops turned upside down, and those Sweepers whose bodies were shattered by the bullets fell on their backs, and their arms were thrown far, far away due to the tearing force of the bullets.

"Kill!" In the tragic battlefield, an elf magician brandished a long sword and jumped into the crowd of sweepers. Her hair fluttered in the flames, smooth as silk.

Where she jumped into the enemy group, a cloud of black smoke after the explosion soon rose. The sweepers turned on their backs, blood spattering.

"For Alanhill!" More soldiers joined the battle, they covered each other, and rushed into the crowd of sweepers.

The black flag of the Alan Hill Empire was fluttering on the battlefield, and the sound of rocket explosions had not completely stopped, and a fierce close hand-to-hand combat had already begun on the frontal battlefield.

A group of warriors with long swords wrapped in magic, under the cover of various high-tech weapons, rushed into the position of the Watcher's troops.

On the other side, the guard's troops also ended their panic, and began to besiege the Alan Hill Empire troops in front of them.

The two sides were entangled together, killing each other for a while. Soon an armored vehicle was hit by the Destroyer and caught fire. After a large number of Destroyer tanks entered the battlefield, the Sweeper's line of defense also began to become stable.

Of course, the attacking troops of the Alan Hill Empire still had an absolute advantage on the battlefield. An electromagnetic tank opened fire on the edge of the battlefield and easily penetrated a Destroyer tank that had just joined the battle.

While the two Destroyer tanks were exploding, more Destroyers began to emerge from the crowd of Sweepers. Black energy clusters were flying everywhere, and occasionally a human armored vehicle or tank was hit, and the explosion burst into flames and billowed black smoke.

"Destroy those Destroyers! Cover the armored forces and move on!" The commander, who was hiding among a pile of sweeper corpses, pulled the trigger and fired, and ordered loudly through the communicator.

The magicians who heard the order began to concentrate their firepower to attack the large number of Destroyers. One after another, the Destroyers were destroyed and killed, and the wreckage on the battlefield was almost connected.

Leaning behind the wreckage of these Destroyers, the human hoplites came into play. Their assault rifles and grenades can continue to fight in this complex terrain and kill the sweepers hidden in it.

Then precise bombardment began to fall on these wreckages, and one after another, the artillery shells with precise guidance and corrected trajectory fell on the battlefield area controlled by the sweepers.

The huge explosion shook the sky, and because of the precision-guided shells, the soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire could fight in areas very close to the shelling. They are not afraid of their own shells falling on their heads, which is completely different from the Sweeper troops.

Watchmen units are similar to German units in the early part of World War II, they have no long-range artillery support, the only Destroyer tank that can be regarded as long-range firepower, and it is more like a tank than a self-propelled artillery.

Previously, the Sweeper's offensive relied on the air suppression support of the Prowler and the Crusher, which is similar to Germany's air superiority and dive bomber battlefield precision strikes in the World War II era.

However, when facing the Alan Hill Empire, the air supremacy became less stable, and the battlefield air supremacy changed hands from time to time, so the Sweeper troops could hardly get the support of long-range artillery fire.

They can only rely on direct firepower, but the direct firepower of individual soldiers is obviously not as shocking as long-range support firepower.

After a large number of Destroyers were destroyed, such flaws were exposed. The Sweeper army began to fail, and the losses became uncontrollable.

Because the guard's troops are not created out of thin air immediately, they also need to accumulate and take time, so the lost troops in some areas are really lost.

Especially in defensive operations, when they lose control of the battlefield, cannot recover the corpses of their own troops, and cannot swallow the corpses of enemy troops, their ability to devour and reproduce will be further offset.

Under such circumstances, the Guardian troops are obviously at a disadvantage on this battlefield, and they have to shrink their defenses to reduce their losses.

Because if they continue to hold on to this position, it will only form a large pit that cannot be filled in a local area that keeps losing troops, and eventually all the nearby guard troops will be filled in.

In this way, a larger vacuum zone will be formed, and they will lose more control areas, which is not worth the candle.

"Join the Conqueror! Hurry up! Otherwise, the army will not be able to withstand it!" A watchman commander anxiously ordered to his subordinates behind him after seeing the situation on the battlefield.

"It will take a while for them to come! We must retreat now!" Another watchman commander persuaded.

"Then let the troops retreat quickly! Abandon this place! Why haven't the troops on the side come over yet?" asked the commander who was about to mobilize the conquerors to join the battlefield just now after changing his order.

"The troops on the flank were covered by enemy attacks and suffered heavy losses! They..." explained the persuasive commander.

"Okay!" Looking at the battle situation in the distance, the leading commander interrupted him: "Get out of here! Anyway, we can fight back tomorrow! Let's retreat!"

As far as he could see, the troops of the Alan Hill Empire had already smashed through a line of defense of the Sweeper.

Destroyer tanks that exploded and burned all over the defense line, and countless corpses of sweepers that were dissipating.