Two Hundred and Twelve First See the Puppet

Amidst the palpitating ruins, a man in Alan Hill uniform was carefully moving his body. In his hand he was holding a very nice looking Mauser 98K rifle with a 4x scope on it.

He's an Alan Hill sniper, that is, a hunter who acts alone and is responsible for eliminating as many of his enemies as possible. He wears a camouflaged M42 steel helmet, covered with canvas, disguised as a rock.

The sniper moved forward cautiously among the ruins, and then chose his position in a natural position. Here, he can have a very good view, overlooking the vast surrounding wheat fields.

A little further away is the defensive position of the Holy Demon Empire. There is an "armed" composed of civilians of the Holy Demon Empire, basically equipped with the standard weapons and equipment of Ailan Hill.

The opponent's hands are basically Mauser 98K rifles, and they are also equipped with a small number of machine guns and anti-aircraft guns. Such defensive positions were everywhere in the Holy Demon Empire, and basically they could not stop the main force of Alan Hill from advancing.

In fact, what could stop the Alan Hill troops from advancing was the poor logistical supply and the rotten roads of the Holy Demon Empire. Most of the time, Alan Hill's troops stopped their advance, rather than being stopped by the army of the Holy Demon Empire.

In the midst of the ruins, the sniper of Alan Hill put his eyes behind the eyepiece of the 4x scope, and carefully observed the defensive positions of the Holy Demon Empire in the distance from the scope.

The crosshair was pressed on the head of a resting soldier of the Holy Demon Empire. The other party's helmet was of another style, and the package was better than the M42 helmet. It is a pity that this kind of steel helmet is very reflective on the battlefield, and it is easy for the soldiers of the Holy Devil Empire to become the target of snipers in Alan Hill.

"This group of idiots who don't have a long memory! They can't learn how to hide themselves." Putting his finger on the trigger, the Alan Hill sniper laughed to himself.

Then, he gently pulled the trigger, and a sharp gunshot echoed on the positions of the two armies.

The Holy Demon Empire soldier who was wiping his rifle fell down, and blood splashed on the faces of the friendly soldiers on the opposite side. The opponent's position suddenly became a mess, and everyone was lying in the trenches, wondering if there would be a second gunshot.

Copying Ailan Hill's weapons, there is no way to develop its own weapon system, so the army of the Holy Demon Empire is actually very fragile. Although they were numerous and had plenty of ammunition, they were often only able to play half of their combat effectiveness.

At the moment when Dorcam was surrounded, the supply of ammunition for the Holy Demon Empire was about to become a problem.

Several front-line generals under the command of Ailan Hill didn't even know why the Holy Demon Empire provoked a war like this and then retreated all the way...

"It's really not afraid of death!" The sniper pulled the bolt and prepared for the second shot. He saw a strange soldier in armor that he had never seen before, standing on the ground and looking left and right.

He really had never seen such an enemy, but that didn't stop him from aiming for this striking target. He opened fire with ease and shot the strange soldier in the head. The bullet knocked off the soldier's helmet, revealing the soldier's respectable face - it was a head composed of a magic spar carved with a magic circle.

The puppet soldier collapsed, but the snipers at Alan Hill couldn't laugh.

He saw that many puppet soldiers were rushing towards his place. These brave soldiers were carrying rifles with bayonets inserted, and dashed through the rubble vigorously.

There was no time to move cautiously any more, and Alan Hill's snipers raised their rifles and began to retreat. He jumped off the high ruined platform where he was hiding, and staggered down the path he had chosen.

And behind him, these puppet soldiers have approached the ruins, they are walking on the ground where there is rubble everywhere, and they seem to have a good sense of balance.

"Cover me! Cover me!" Running down from the ruins, the Alan Hill sniper ran back to the friendly position and warned loudly, "There are strange soldiers! Everyone, be careful!"

Amidst his shouts, a machine gun shooter on the defensive position of Ireland Hill pulled the bolt with a clatter, ready to shoot. The sniper jumped into the trench, turned quickly, and pointed his gun in the direction he came from.

The next second, the puppet master soldier climbed over the high platform where the sniper once hid, and revealed his face in front of the Alan Hill soldiers. These puppet soldiers are also wearing bright armor, and at first glance, people really don't know whether the other party is advanced or backward.

"Tutu! Tutu!" Without being polite, Alan Hill's machine gunner pulled the trigger at these enemies who appeared in his shooting circle. The MG-42 machine gun spit out tongues of flame, and the tracer bullets shrouded the level full of puppet soldiers.

The bullets hit these puppets, some were bounced off by the defensive magic glyphs carved on the armor of the puppets, and some directly penetrated the fragile magic defense barrier and hit the puppets.

The power of the machine gun bullets penetrated the bodies of these magic golems, shattering their arms and knocking their heads off. However, even if their arms were broken, these puppets were still not afraid of death, and rushed towards the defensive position of Alan Hill.

The tracer bullets were intertwined between the two sides into a net of fire. Unlike the enemies who usually fought against the soldiers of Alan Hill, these magical puppets who were not afraid of death could calmly fire back and pick up the bullets. Rifle to fire desperately.

For a time, Ailan Hill's troops were also stunned by this situation: Although those puppets were not very good at marksmanship, there were really many! Some of them stopped and opened fire, while others continued to charge forward, as if they were covering each other with fire.

Seeing an iron chariot with only one wheel rushing up to the heights, all the defenders of Ailan Hill were stunned by the scene in front of them. For the first time, they saw that their opponent had a heavy weapon of war...

You know, in the past, only they used heavy weapons to bully others. Now that I suddenly saw that others also have heavy armored vehicles, a feeling of suffocation suddenly came to my heart.

The wheeled tank was equipped with a 30mm caliber rapid-fire gun, and it was a burst of fire at the position of Ireland Hill. This kind of artillery was exported by Ailan Hill to the Holy Devil Empire, and later sold to the puppet empire by the Holy Devil Empire.

Today, this type of artillery has become the standard firepower on many puppet empires' heavy weapons and equipment. It is not only equipped on six-wheeled puppet tanks, but also given many air defense tasks.

This was a real surprise, and blood flowed from Alan Hill's position. More than a dozen soldiers were hit by shells and sacrificed in their positions. Along with this series of strafing shots, the entire Ailan Hill defense line also began to crumble.

"How do they have such weapons? Where did they get the tanks?" On the position, a battalion commander in command of the battle stood anxiously in the command position, put down the telescope in his hand in disbelief, and asked subconsciously .

In the sound of his doubts, the second such wheeled tank appeared behind the ruins, and behind this wheeled tank were densely packed puppet soldiers. They swarmed up, as if they wanted to take back the ruined town occupied by Alan Hill.

At this moment, two Il-2 attack planes whizzed past, pouring all the bombs they carried on the heads of the puppet soldiers.

The explosion spread everywhere, and countless puppet soldiers were thrown into the sky by the bomb. The wheeled tank, which had just been showing off its power, was overturned by a bomb, and its wheels rolled into the distance.

In the sky, the two Il-2 attack aircraft made a circle and returned to the battlefield. They poured their 30mm shells against the ground, leaving white smoke from the impact of two rows of shells on the ground.

These puppet soldiers took up their weapons and started shooting into the sky. Some bullets left holes in the wings of the Il-2 attack aircraft, which scared the two Airland Hill planes and hurriedly pulled up, avoiding more s attack.

When the puppet soldiers, who were pinched from both sides, raised their heads and opened fire on the plane, the machine gun position of Alan Hill roared again.

Countless tracer bullets shot into the puppets, breaking the puppets' bodies, flying their arms and breaking their legs. There were debris from bullets hitting the wood everywhere, and countless puppets fell in the hail of bullets, and those who were not completely damaged were still struggling desperately on the ground.

Behind this fiercely fighting position, in the division headquarters of the Ailan Hill Infantry Division, the division chief of staff grabbed the field phone and was reporting the news he had just received: "Yes! We have encountered soldiers from the puppet empire... Qianzhen Absolutely!"

While looking at the contents of the telegram, he pondered his words: "We haven't obtained the remains of the corpse yet, but our position is still there... If we get reinforcements, we can immediately start a counterattack... Yes, the puppet wreckage on the position is piled up like a mountain. , as much as you want!"

Soon, he hung up the phone, walked over to the division commander who was looking at the map and prepared for countermeasures, and reported: "The reinforcements will arrive soon, and we are ordered to hold the position and hold back the puppet troops here as much as possible!"

"Okay! Let the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment press up and cover the forward positions with divisional artillery..." The division commander tapped the temporarily drawn map of the scribbled area with his finger and commanded.

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The other two episodes will be a bit late. Long Ling is in a really bad state today... You don't have to wait, we'll see tomorrow morning...