Five Hundred and Sixteen What Did You Say

The only new weapon equipped in the entire Marine Corps battalion, or the new weapon that is not even equipped in Alan Hill's troops, slowly flew up under the control of a soldier.

This is a small drone with a very sophisticated camera installed on it, which can transmit battlefield information in real time and provide soldiers with accurate and detailed battlefield reconnaissance intelligence.

It can provide early warning, and can also conduct patrols or reconnaissance in dangerous areas. Anyway, this is a very advanced "remote control aircraft", which can effectively reduce combat casualties of Airan Hill soldiers.

Under the control of the soldiers, this small rotorcraft flew along the street to the alley it needed to investigate. Then, on the monitor in the hands of the soldiers and the camera on the drone, they saw the demon troops who were giving up slaughtering humans and gradually retreating.

"It looks like they are retreating." The soldier controlling the drone looked down at his console screen and at the demon troops leaving in the distance, and said to the commander of Company C beside him.

"Or they are gathering and preparing to attack." The commander of Company C frowned, and opened his mouth to give another possibility.

"Combined with the real-time picture of the shipboard reconnaissance plane, the demons on the city wall are also retreating. They are really retreating." The soldier switched the system, put another real-time picture on the screen, and said.

"That's definitely good news for us." The company commander of C Company felt that if the enemy retreated, it would be good news for them.

After all, if the demons continue to slaughter in the city and continue to fight with the soldiers of Alan Hill, there may be casualties, and it will make it very difficult for Alan Hill to save the civilians.

Now that the demons have retreated by themselves, as long as they leave the city wall, support weapons such as Alan Hill's large-caliber artillery will play a greater role, and the opponent will not have much threat.

In fact, within almost an hour, the shelling of the naval warships of Alan Hill had destroyed many buildings in the city. In a sense, it is not easy to tell whether these bombardments are blocking demons or bombing civilians.

Even with the most optimistic estimates, there were many civilian casualties in the shelling just now. It's just that Alan Hill didn't care about these casualties, or selectively ignored them.

They are only saving those who can be saved—and those who cannot be saved or cannot be saved are all given up.

At this moment, the demon has already started to retreat, so the rescue work will become easier. As long as they reoccupy the destroyed city walls and isolate them from the attacks of the demons, they can easily save the civilians.

"The higher-ups have come to order! Let's expand the safe zone! It seems that the devil is retreating, and the higher-ups have confirmed it." After pressing the earphones for a while, the commander of Company C looked at the surrounding terrain and ordered road.

From the beginning of the landing battle to the present, the number of civilians rescued by Alan Hill's marines is actually not many.

It is true that there are dead bodies everywhere, but there are very few people alive. At the beginning, it was close to the pier, because the demon attack had just started, so some living civilians and soldiers could still be seen here.

After these people boarded the boat and left, and then expanded the safe zone, there were very few living people to be seen.

Most of the living people in the city center have been killed, and there are pictures of blood flowing into rivers everywhere.

The air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood.

Most of the corpses on the ground were broken and incomplete, and some were obviously half-eaten. Such a disgusting scene filled the streets and alleys, and everyone in Ireland who saw the tragic scene in front of them was shocked.

"It should have retreated, but those near the port are still resisting!" Manipulating his own drone, looking at the burning and collapsing streets, the drone operator saw the news from the amphibious landing ship .

On the large fixed-wing reconnaissance aircraft, the reconnaissance equipment is more complete, and the time spent in the air is longer. Because of the larger flight radius, the Alan Hill fleet has seen that a large number of demons are retreating from the vicinity of the city.

The retreat method of these demons is not the same as that of the regular army. They are used to retreating directly instead of gathering troops first and retreating according to the formation-this is a good judgment: the troops on the other side's periphery have already left, and there is no gathering to counterattack at all. signs.

At the same time, the demon troops scattered around Shakeburn Pier were completely abandoned. Because they can't withdraw if they want to, and because most of them belong to the navy of the demon army, and now they have no effective organizational ability.

These demon troops scattered near the port have been sandwiched between Company A and Company B and Company C of the Alan Hill Marine Corps. It is very difficult to get out.

At this moment, the armored reconnaissance platoon of company B was responsible for the attack. They were covered by light armored vehicles and were better at fortified battles.

Company C is mainly responsible for reconnaissance and expanding the safe area. After the fleet confirmed that the demon navy was cleaned up, they also sent some auxiliary personnel ashore. They were only responsible for helping to evacuate the civilians and did not participate in the real battle.

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Elsewhere, Alan Hill's B Company was storming a demon-infested neighborhood. Here are some buildings in the port area. Most of the remaining troops of the demon army in the city are gathered here to resist.

It wasn't a thick wall, but it was blown out by Alan Hill's rocket launcher, and the collapsed bricks and tiles made the demons inside panic.

However, they didn't dare to go out and fight Alan Hill's troops head-on, because the 20mm cannons equipped on those armored vehicles were not easy to mess with.

After improvement and innovation, the increasingly powerful 20mm caliber cannon has significantly improved both in terms of penetration and damage. Now this kind of weapon can even pose a threat to high-level magicians, and it can deal with some not-so-powerful demons with ease.

These demons are no longer the elite demons who can land in the ferry city of Alan Hill. They had no magical defensive barriers at all to equip the difficult infantry phalanx, only shields and armor.

Or, to some extent, they are just a kind of strengthened human infantry with a little bit of magic, not much stronger than the guards of Shakben City they slaughtered.

At least, in front of Alan Hill's troops, these demons are not very difficult opponents.

"Let the mortar cover here! I don't have time to compete with them for this building." The company commander of B company put down the precision telescope hanging on his chest, turned sideways and pointed to the demon-occupied building in the distance. Building, loudly ordered: "Fire when you are ready!"

On the street, next to the tires of the Alan Hill wheeled armored vehicles parked there to cover the infantry, there were some bows and arrows shot by demons. The opponent did not give up easily, and tried several times with bows and arrows, but still failed to penetrate the not-so-thick armor plate on the armored vehicle.

Although it is only a light armored vehicle, although the side is only equipped with a layer of ordinary armor, the outside is only covered with a layer of board skirt. But this is still an armored vehicle, and it is not a target that ordinary bows and arrows can deal with.

"Thuk tuk!" On the other side, a rifleman was holding an M4 assault rifle in his hand and shooting at the demons who were reinforcing the building.

The ruthless bullets knocked down those demon marine soldiers, and the corpses fell on the open space, with the bones of the remaining humans they ate next to them.

Those demon soldiers carrying weapons and wearing heavy armor were hit by bullets in the arms or legs, staggered and fell down, screaming and being sieved by the bullets that followed, and black blood flowed out on the bright red street.

As the corpses of these demon soldiers lay more and more, the shelling of Alan Hill also began. The shells fired by the company's large-caliber mortars fell one after another, quickly and timely smashing down the not-so-solid building in front of them.

Before the thick smoke had had time to clear, two wheeled armored vehicles with excellent off-road performance rolled over the rubble and began to move forward. The huge tire with grooves easily crushed the arrow next to it, and a faint puff of smoke was emitted from the tail due to the power of the engine.

Following behind these two armored vehicles were Airan Hill Marines armed with weapons, night vision goggles and gas masks.

Now there is a stench of blood and minced meat here, and there is burning smoke everywhere. Wearing a gas mask seems to be a must choice if you want to fight.

In the midst of the gunpowder, carrying the new low-light night vision device can also allow them to maintain the advantage of sight distance against demons, and they can find the target in advance and open fire.

"Thug!" Stepping on the head of a demon who was still breathing, a soldier lowered his head and poured bullets on the demon soldier's body.

The bullet left a row of black holes in the armor, black blood splashed, and some fell on the feet of the marines, but they didn't care about this kind of thing at all.

It is a refreshing thing to be able to kill these enemies at such a close range. The current Alan Hill soldiers have already determined that they will avenge the massacre in front of them. So they don't mind, and express their anger with the weapons in their hands.

"You... will definitely be obliterated by the source of magic..." A demon lying on the ruins, half of his body buried by the rubble, struggled and cursed loudly: "Wait to die! You bloody humans!"

"What did you say?" The human soldier standing in front of him asked in a low voice through the gas mask: "I can't hear what you said! Bastard! Speak clearly!"

Before the demon could speak again, though, he pulled the trigger, sending a volley of bullets into the opponent's face. Obviously he heard the other person's words clearly, he was just expressing his disdain.