Five Hundred and Twelve Mission Changes
"We're not here to land and fight..." A young Marine Corps soldier inserted extra magazines into his tactical vest, and asked the officer beside him, "Damn it, why did you come here on a temporary mission?" ?”
"I heard that the demons are slaughtering in Shakeburn. We will go up to drive them away and rescue the civilians." His captain checked his M4 assault rifle with a grenade launcher, and replied without looking up. He pulled the trigger and heard a crisp sound, and then let the trigger return.
"Those people support the devil, wouldn't it be better to let them die?" Another soldier hung the grenade on his chest, and tidied up the pockets full of magazines on the side.
The deck of the battleship they were on was full of UH-60 Black Hawk helicopters that had begun to rotate their wings.
Beside them, a landing craft had already started its engine, and the huge noise of the hovercraft made people have to speak at the top of their lungs.
This battleship is the only amphibious landing ship carried by the Alan Hill Navy Fleet going south this time. It can only carry a fully armed Marine Corps regiment when it is fully loaded.
Because it did not expect to perform a landing mission, it only carried a battalion of soldiers.
After all, this time going south, the navy is carrying out a rescue mission going south, and they are going to find a way to remove as many refugees as possible near Shakeburn. Therefore, although this fleet carried more than 30 large transport ships, it did not arrange a large number of soldiers to accompany them.
If you bring one more soldier, you will need to bring 3 to 4 fewer refugees when you retreat. This is because soldiers need a lot of logistics support resources, while refugees can feel wronged and do not need weapons and other guarantees.
However, as soon as the battle on the navy's side started, Genesis realized that if his ground troops didn't go up and fight, the demons probably wouldn't retreat immediately. The opponent will withstand the naval attack of Alan Hill, slaughter as many humans as possible before leaving.
In order to drive away the already chaotic demons, Genesis decided to land his only marine battalion and occupy the port to cover the retreat of the refugees.
"All soldiers hurry up and prepare! The fleet is cleaning up the enemy ships in the port, and it will be our turn soon!" In the broadcast, a majestic voice sounded, overshadowing the noisy mechanical sounds.
"Oh my God! There are no heavy armored vehicles, no tanks...no cover at all, and the landing stations are full of enemy port cities...what are you kidding?" With his chin raised, looking at the radio speaker above his head, a soldier complained road.
They were just a light marine battalion equipped with some light weapons. What they were supposed to do this time was to maintain law and order on the transport ship and suppress enemy troops who might have mixed in with the civilian population.
"Shut up! Hurry up and get your weapons and equipment ready, we're about to board the ship! Company A may have already started to move!" The commander of Company B came over at this time, held his helmet and scolded, and walked towards The hovercraft that has been launched.
Inside the hovercraft, beside several light armored vehicles that have been fixed on the deck with ropes, the crew members are doing the final inspection. On the sides of the hovercraft, behind the two automatic cannons covering the landing, the gunners were ready and gave their thumbs up.
On the deck, the soldiers of Company A had already bent over and walked towards the Black Hawk helicopters with their engines lowered. In front of these Black Hawk helicopters, the Cobra gunship that also started its engine has slowly risen from the deck, and the rockets mounted under the wings are majestic and full of momentum.
"Move quickly!" Standing beside a helicopter, the commander of Company A waved his arm, signaling his subordinates to move more neatly.
Most of these soldiers, armed with weapons and carrying as much ammunition as possible, have already climbed into their own helicopters.
The back doors of the two CH-47 transport helicopters over there have begun to close, and the cabin is full of various weapons, including anti-tank rocket launchers and anti-aircraft missiles, mortars directly under the company, and ultra-light terrain responsible for transporting these car.
The moment the tail hatch closed, the CH-47 transport helicopter left the deck, followed the UH-60 helicopters that had taken off in front, and flew towards the distance.
Watching the penultimate helicopter take off, the company commander of Company A got into the uh-60 Black Hawk helicopter beside him, and gave the front co-pilot a signal to take off, and the Black Hawk also flew up. With the rotation of the engine, there was a slight bump.
In the not-so-spacious cockpit, there are company communication equipment, communication soldiers, and two super god puppets sitting quietly on the plane without saying a word.
While these helicopters took off, the 1st Support Fleet of Alan Hill on the sea had been shelling for almost an hour.
They fired thousands of Tomahawk cruise missiles, and also fired at least millimeter caliber naval gun shells.
As an old navy's insistence, Genesis insisted on attacking his enemies within visual range. Even though he had radar fire control, even though he could fire safely at a distance of more than 100 kilometers, he was still willing to fight at a distance of 20 kilometers. his goal.
With the support of the advanced fire control system, the accuracy of the 406mm naval gun is quite high. Every time a salvo is fired, an enemy warship will be hit and detonated. The entire port of Shakburn is now almost occupied by demon warships. The cemetery.
Standing on the Cambridge and admiring the destruction of his enemy, Genesis looked at his adjutant again, and asked, "Has the landing force set off yet?"
"Yes! General! Our landing force has already set off, and we have almost cleared the port." The adjutant looked at the scene in front of him and replied.
Within their line of sight, there are not many targets for the demon battleship to fire on, and more smoke columns rise up in the city. The sky is full of fighter jets from Alan Hill, and those hordes of demon bats, There is also the raging dragon, which has disappeared.
The demons have indeed been suppressed, and they, who came here specifically to slaughter humans, have no intention of fighting to the death with the main fleet of Alan Hill in Shakeburn.
To put it bluntly, these demons are not here to fight to the death. From their configuration, it can be seen that this is not a real main force of demons at all.
They have no floating castles and no more dragons. There are no large-scale engineering weapons on the ground that can instantly kill human walls, and there are no groups of high-level magic demons.
In terms of scale, this is just an ordinary army of demons, and the fleet is just the "leftovers" that survived the attack of Alan Hill.
When Genesis confirmed the landing force, his fleet opened fire again, sifting the largest demon battleship that was already smoking and capsizing.
The destroyer has already begun to approach and shoot. The 130mm naval gun equipped on the bow is constantly pouring shells at a demon warship that has no power to fight back at a very high rate of fire.
Every shell that hits the not-so-thick steel plate will leave a huge hole. Sea water poured into such a hole, and the demon battleship sank quickly.
At least in naval battles, the devil's naval fleet can only be slaughtered when facing the battleship of Alan Hill.
Soon, dozens of helicopters took off one after another skimmed the sea, passed the hovercraft that was advancing rapidly under their feet, and arrived at the port full of thick smoke first.
"My God...this is...too miserable." An Alan Hill soldier leaning against the window sighed in shock as he looked at the city that had been looted.
"The open space can land! The armed helicopter has established a fire cover position nearby! We will return after you go down!" The co-pilot in front of the helicopter turned around and shouted to the slightly nervous soldiers behind him.
The leading officer gave him a thumbs up, and the uh-60 helicopter began to slow down over the hard-to-find open space.
Then, the helicopter began to slowly descend its height, and the cannons under the nose of the accompanying ah-1 Cobra gunship were spewing flames, and fired dense shells at the demon dogs who were trying to approach the landing point in the distance .
Those shells hit the masonry street, splashing a cloud of white smoke. Several demon dogs were shot and fell to the ground, and the rest scattered like wild animals and disappeared at the end of the street.
"Wow!" As it approached the ground, the side door of the hu-60 Black Hawk helicopter was forcefully pulled open by soldiers from inside. When the landing gear of the helicopter just touched the ground, the marine soldiers in the cabin couldn't wait to rush off the plane.
"Find cover! Build a defensive position!" A squad leader subconsciously shouted to his soldiers as soon as he jumped off the plane.
There are still bloody corpses on the ground, some of the demon dogs and demon soldiers killed by the armed helicopters, some of the civilians, and some of the soldiers of the southern kingdom in armor.
"Damn it!" A soldier had just run two steps forward when he stumbled over the half-eaten corpse that was eaten by the demon dogs. He struggled to get up, only to find that his palms were sticky with blood that was about to dry up.
He lowered his head to look at his chest, and there was also a lot of blood on it. He cursed angrily, then he picked up his weapon helplessly and followed the footsteps of his comrades.
"Set the highest point on that building over there! Turn on the identification device! Don't be killed by your own shells!" After getting off the plane, the platoon leader of the first row pointed to a building in the distance that had not been bombed shouted.
Hearing his order, the soldiers standing beside him who arrived on the same plane nodded slightly, and then, in a group of two, they ran to the commanding height in the distance with the launcher of the heavy anti-tank missile.
A gunship flew over everyone's heads, and the rockets on both wings were constantly firing. The smell of burning gunpowder wafts on the battlefield, and this smell makes every soldier of Alan Hill feel at ease.