The Significance of the Four Hundred and Eighty-Six Wars

It also seemed to have entered a dead zone, and there was the 201st Armored Division heading south. When Tony looked at Boyost from his tank, he even missed the days when he was blocked by refugees a few days ago.

Now, he could no longer see any living humans. After advancing for 30 kilometers, apart from the bones, there were only demon dogs that appeared occasionally and tried to sneak attack them.

Because the reconnaissance troops are very far ahead, sneak attacks are basically impossible. Most of the demon dogs will be directly wiped out by the air force of Alan Hill, and the remaining few will come into contact with the army. How big can they be? You can imagine the waves.

Tony's 201st Armored Division had crossed the Franno River on a pontoon bridge as the vanguard of the flank attack on Bammyhill. They tried to surround Burjost from the flanks, but they fought all the way to the outskirts of Burjost without encountering any decent resistance.

The demon army seems to have retreated south after attacking the humans. They left a mess, swept away almost all food and supplies, and burned most of the town buildings.

The puppet empire was set on fire by Alan Hill, and here it was the devil himself who set the fire and burned all the once brilliant and brilliant civilizations.

In front of Boyost, there was a ruined building, and the quietness made people feel frightened. It just waits here quietly, as if waiting for someone to wake it up and save it again.

"I'm really fed up with this kind of silence..." Tony looked at the burning city not far away, and there was no black smoke coming out, and complained: "It's been three days, I haven't seen a single Living Bammyhir."

"At least we don't have to worry about people congested on the road...but the roads here are really bad." The gunner also leaned out half of his body on the turret, looking at the quiet town in the distance, and said to Tony.

Since the loader was removed from their tanks, and there was no electromechanical operator, chatting could only be limited to three people.

Tony is the captain, he is fine, he can use the radio to find other captains to joke about. The remaining gunners and drivers could only seize every opportunity to chat.

Looking at the tragic situation along the way, Tony is actually not in the mood to joke. He hoped that he could liberate these demon-occupied places and save the Baameshir civilians who were still alive.

It's just that he's used to seeing life and death, and the damn war before him. He was no longer a TV salesman, he was a second lieutenant in Ireland Hill, a real tank commander.

"never mind,

Let's wait for the feedback from the scouting team. "Even if he got used to it, he didn't want to continue to look at the lifeless city in front of him, especially after he took a vacation and returned to Naru.

The current Naru is so prosperous that people can't recognize it. It's just that he hasn't gone back in just two years. Tony, who was born in Naru and grew up in Naru, can't even recognize his hometown.

There are so many people there that the streets are flat and straight, cars are parked next to each other on the side of the road, the streets and alleys are lined with high-rise buildings, and the neon lights at night make it difficult to tell whether it is day or night.

When Tony walked on such a street, he realized that the war he was participating in was different from previous wars.

The wars in the past have made people desperate, and the consumption of the future cannot be seen. It's just a pure contest between lords and lords, emperors and emperors.

But the war he is participating in is a war of freedom to defend human civilization, a meaningful war, and a war that must be fought to the end.

Listening to those preachers tell such truths on weekdays, Tony has not yet understood the meaning. But after comparing it with his own eyes, Tony understood: his fight was not meaningless, he was doing the right thing, what he had to do as a man!

An AC-130 aerial gunboat hovered in the distance, as if looking for a target to attack. There are no living people in the city, which does not mean that there are no demon troops stationed there.

In order to cover the southward retreat of its main force, the devil still left some cannon fodder to guard the city and the necessary roads to block Alan Hill's troops.

The city in front of me was not completely burned down, and the reason was that the devil hoped to use the ruined walls and street fighting to hold back the pace of the Alan Hill army going south.

After all, if the two sides really competed in marching speed, the devil would have no chance of winning.

"Swoosh!" A whistling passed over his head, and Tony shrank his neck subconsciously. The gunner's reaction was exactly the same, and then both of them looked at the distant sky involuntarily.

That's a 155mm howitzer shell! Two experienced people can recognize this classic weapon by the sound.

The m109 self-propelled howitzer is the backbone of the supporting firepower accompanying tank operations, and it is also the most equipped self-propelled howitzer model in Alan Hill.

The shell roared past the armor, across the clearing, and crashed into the soundless city.

Then, in the next second, the sound of a huge explosion echoed in the empty city. Inside the already dilapidated city wall, a puff of black smoke rushed to the sky, expanded and rolled and spread in all directions.

"It's much more comfortable now." Finally hearing the familiar explosion, the gunner seemed to feel a lot better all of a sudden.

Tony also felt that the battlefield he was familiar with had returned, and he picked up the binoculars to see where the shell fell.

This shelling was simply a warning, an aimless attack without correction or guidance.

It is simply to tell the enemy that we have come, get out and surrender, or continue to wait for death!

So after this lonely shell fell, there was no follow-up shelling.

"I didn't see a demonic army stationed on the city wall... the same as the previous city! They have learned to be smart and know that standing on the city wall is no different from committing suicide." Tony held his binoculars and observed while complaining.

While he was complaining, the AC-130 aerial gunboat hovering like a vulture in the sky opened fire, and the dense ammunition poured down. For a while, Boyost became lively again, and it was no longer dead silent.

A few minutes later, an order from the battalion commander sounded in Tony's earphones: "Stand by! Rest for two hours! Let the infantry go up... There are quite a few demon troops in the city!"

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