Three Hundred and Five Full Army Attack

The demon bats hit by the anti-aircraft guns rolled and fell. Because of the low altitude, these flying beasts did not die immediately. They opened their fang-filled beaks, flapped their broken wings, and began to struggle and crawl on the ground.

Then, soon such beasts were sieved with machine gun bullets. The bullets of the human soldiers were extremely ferocious, like raindrops, shooting at every monster that could move their bodies.

However, those demons with powerful magic and the ability to use barriers began to approach the defensive positions where humans were stationed little by little. At a distance of 150 meters, it is difficult for individual weapons to penetrate these targets.

Some of the demonic beasts are as high as three meters, with stout builds and heavy shields. The shield is also engraved with magical inscriptions, which is like a tank-like existence. They moved forward under cover of the demonic infantry behind them, which was more effective than the magic army of the puppet empire.

These infantrymen armed with giant shields marched forward one step at a time, and from time to time they were smeared by landmines, or directly blown into pieces by artillery shells. However, they are still advancing tenaciously, and in their eyes, the human position is already close at hand.

A rocket exploded over the heads of these demon soldiers, scattering countless small bombs. Then the bombs fell into the demon's phalanx, blooming countless flowers of fire.

At a long distance, Alan Hill's cluster bombs were very effective in scrubbing the ground, and many demon soldiers were drowned in an explosion by this kind of bombs.

But right in front, those huge shield monsters are still a little bit closer to the human defense position.

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In the busy but surprisingly well-organized headquarters of the 15th Army, civilian officers and combat staff were watching the battlefield.

"It's similar to the main tactics of the puppet empire that the 1st Army encountered. Compared to them, the demon's combat effectiveness seems to be stronger." Staring at the map in front of him, the old general Medeas said solemnly.

He didn't expect that the opponent's attack in the first stage would be so sharp. Although it was estimated that the fighting power of the demon would be about the same as the main force of the puppet empire, he still had some luck.

After all, his 15th Army was not the battle-hardened and elite 1st Army. Facing evenly matched opponents alone, he was also worried that his troops would be defeated in an instant, causing serious problems.

You must know that behind him is the essence of the empire's industry, not to mention the factory dock in Ferry City, and there are also many factories and a number of military enterprises in Mayne behind him.

Mayne looked back, it was the capital of the Empire, Seris City, if something went wrong with him, and Serris City was attacked - at that time, as a commander, Medias felt that he really Death is not a pity.

"The information on these demon troops is completely useless! The other party did not use low-level creatures such as demon dogs, but more advanced demons!" A staff officer threw away the report in his hand and sighed with a depressed face.

The low-level demon information collected in Grecon before is destined to not play a significant role in this battle. Except that the overwhelming demon bats are demons with records, the combat troops that the demons have invested are completely similar to those of Gree. Ken's combat troops are different.

"You really take care of us! Use such a powerful force as soon as you come up!" Beside the staff officer, another officer was guarding the sand table, and according to the report, pushed the demon army on the beach forward again.

"I also saw the demon battleships on the coastline for the first time. They have magical attacks that can cover our army's positions... They have caused a lot of trouble for our defense line." The commander of the artillery unit also said depressedly.

"The second round of rocket salvos is ready!" In the distance, an officer reported loudly.

"Let the armored troops fight back in advance! The scattered 201 tank divisions are put into battle! Also, put the self-propelled anti-aircraft guns forward! Let them shoot flat to support the defense line!" Pressing the outdated long sword around his waist, the old general commanded.

"But... if the other party invests more air force units, we will..." the staff officer reminded Mediyas.

"Tell the Air Force and let them increase the suppression of the frontline demon air targets! There is no other way." Medias said fiercely with a stern face.

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"Dive! Dive!" Over the battlefield, the Il-2 attack planes that rushed to the front were full of bombs, and at the height of the clouds, their wings slanted and began to rapidly lower their altitude. These Airland Hill planes, painted with golden eagles on their wings, roared down from the sky and began to attack the ant-like demons beneath their feet.

They joined the battlefield, slaughtering the demonic troops on the battlefield with 30mm caliber cannons. Dozens of Il-2 attack aircraft swept past the demon's phalanx, leaving blood trails in the phalanx.

Then, more attack aircraft joined the feast of carnage. The first three Il-2 attack planes flew past the demon, but the fourth attack plane had a huge demon bat hanging on it.

The plane eventually shattered and crashed into the crowd of demons with a dazzling explosion of fire.

Not all fighter jets can fire and attack calmly, and the demon army is desperately preventing these human aircraft from killing their allies. However, they still did not have much effect, and very few Il-2 attack aircraft were shot down.

However, the desperate attacks of these demon bats still prevented some attack aircraft from dropping bombs and relieved the pressure on the ground troops.

Beside this group of flames, a series of bombs dropped by the Il-2 attack aircraft exploded, drowning the densely packed demon soldiers roaring against the sky.

It is a pity that these temporarily transferred Il-2 attack planes are old-fashioned planes of the 2nd World War era. After all, the ammunition they can mount is limited. leave the battlefield.

There are so many targets on the ground that these attack planes are worth attacking, and even though these fighter pilots are saving as much ammunition as possible, they are forced to keep firing until they run out of ammunition.

P-51 Mustang fighter jets also joined the ranks of cover ground attack, they swept the battlefield low, chasing the slow-moving demon bats.

Although the number of demon bats is still quite large, there are not many demon troops in the sky that can threaten the Alan Hill Air Force.

At this time, five AC-130s appeared in the sky. These newly improved new ground attack aircraft immediately showed their terrifying lethality on this battlefield.

"Power up Vulcan! Fire immediately when you find the target!" The officer in charge of commanding the gunner on the plane, wearing goggles, loudly ordered to his subordinates.

Following his order, the long bullet chain of the Vulcan Cannon began to creep forward, and the six-barrel Vulcan Cannon facing the flank of the plane began to rotate rapidly, spewing dazzling flames.

"Squeak... da..." Then, because the speed was too fast, the sound of the cannon that had already stretched into a sound sounded tirelessly, and the tracer bullets were connected to the demon phalanx from the flank of the AC-130 gunship.

"Death circle! Use death circle tactics! Completely smash this demon phalanx!" Pressing the headset, the pilot of the AC-130 gunboat confirmed his flight path: "Cover us! Cover us!"

In the P-51 Mustang fighter jets following these AC-130s, the pilots replied with a clear answer, and began to spread out, intercepting the demon bats trying to rush towards these gunships.

The firepower of these AC-130s is terrifying, and the angles are tricky. The attacks from top to bottom are endless, almost like a meat grinder.

Among the more than a dozen demon army phalanxes that were advancing continuously, one of the phalanxes attacked by AC-130 collapsed in an instant. Although the remaining demons tried to attack, the chaotic charge that lost its cover could only become Human target.

Countless tracer bullets fell from the sky, densely connected in a straight line, and the place swept by the 20mm Vulcan gun was full of black blood and broken corpses.

Hard armor could not withstand the impact of this caliber artillery, and the huge demon became the ideal target for 20mm caliber artillery shells. There is no such thing as wasting ammunition in a dense crowd. What these Alan Hill gunners have to do, Just keep firing.

They have never poured ammunition freely like this before. The previous attack in the Jesno Empire was nothing more than a small test compared to the current attack.

"These humans... are much stronger than I expected... How did they become so difficult in such a short period of time?" Standing behind the crenel of the castle, the demon general frowned slightly, handsome The so-called demeanor was still maintained on his face.

"Prince Sarux asked the puppet empire to investigate... This country called Alan Hill began to become strong about 5 years ago." The shadow behind him replied respectfully.

"Let the main force attack! The whole army strikes! I don't want to be entangled on the beach for so long! I want to have dinner in this human city in front of me!" The general commanded coldly.

"As ordered! Your Excellency General!" The shadow gently retreated.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Soon, the dull sound of war drums began to sound across the sea, and more demon warships began to rush towards the coastline.

Unlike the previous demon warships, these warships did not mean to slow down at all, and rushed straight to the stranded area, as if they were going to be stranded directly on the beach.

On these demon battleships, there was no longer a smooth deck, and devices similar to turrets began to turn one by one, aiming a magic circle in front of them at the Alan Hill line of defense that was constantly firing.