Five Hundred Fifty-Two Meet the World

"What the hell are these things?" Seeing his troops stepping on those strange weapons that fell from the sky, one after another exploded, the demon commander asked with an ugly face.

He has just arrived in this world not long ago, and of course he doesn't know much about the enemy named Alan Hill in front of him.

Originally, in his opinion, human beings should be vulnerable to a single blow. Even the human empire, which is said to be extremely powerful by many demons, is still weak in the eyes of this demon general.

However, it was this human line of defense that shouldn't last long that caused him to lose several demon generals, tens of thousands of demon soldiers, and many seemingly incomparably powerful war machines.

"My lord! That is a weapon called a mine! The power of the explosion is astonishing!" After spending a long time in the human world, he will naturally learn some weapons used by Alan Hill's army.

He still can't say the high-tech terms like rocket mines, but he knows landmines, because he once saw with his own eyes what happened to the demon troops who entered the minefield by mistake.

"Let the demon dogs pass through those areas as soon as possible! Then let the main force quickly fight with the enemy!" The commander of the demon was also a sensible person, and immediately came up with a countermeasure and issued a seemingly correct order.

After he witnessed Elland Hill's cluster bomb instantly engulfed two unprepared demon phalanxes, he knew that keeping a distance and consuming it like this would not do him any good.

However, how to get close to the defensive position of Alan Hill and seize the Wolan Pass, which is close at hand, has become the biggest problem that the devil needs to think about.

Just as the demons were about to launch a new offensive and seize the Volan Pass in one go, there was an undetectable buzzing sound in the sky.

Some demons raised their heads, and through the not-so-thick clouds, they saw the dense black spots in the sky that were constantly approaching them.

The neat demon phalanx immediately became restless. They roared towards the sky, but they could only watch helplessly as the black spots descended and tore up the clouds.

This kind of scene is almost invisible on the southern front with newer weapons and equipment, but it is still the most exciting and spectacular scene on the western front.

Hundreds of Airanhill B-17 bombers belonging to the Western Front Air Force formed in the air, flew over the enemy's positions like a huge magic carpet, and then dropped countless bombs to destroy everything the enemy had.

This is technological progress,

This is the power of industry, which is invincible and can bury any backward enemy.

While all the demons were looking up, these B-17 bombers opened the bomb bay door in the belly of the aircraft and started a large-scale carpet bombing.

Before the demonic bats and dragons of the demonic army could react, the densely packed demonic army was blown upside down by the heavy bomb that fell from the sky.

"Quick! Blow the horn! Let the troops set up a magic defense barrier!" The demon commander ordered hysterically.

In fact, he has long seen that those demonic troops who have propped up the magic defense barrier on their own have actually suffered heavy losses under the bombing.

The damage ability of those blockbuster bombs is too strong, which has exceeded the capacity of many magic defense barriers. Accompanied by intensive explosions, the magic defense barrier was instantly shattered, and the demons inside were blasted into the sky by subsequent bombs.

Remnants of limbs and broken arms were splashed in all directions, and black blood flowed everywhere. Before the demon troop started a new round of attack, they had suffered heavy losses and turned into a mess.

"Is this the human army? Is this the human army?" The demon commander who just came to this world from the demon world looked angrily at his troops struggling in the explosion and flames, and pointed at the overwhelming B- The 17 bomber group roared.

Amidst his roar, the devil bats and dragons flying over to intercept these B-17 bombers were blocked by various types of Elan Hill fighter jets escorting them.

In an instant, the sky was filled with the shining trajectory of tracer bombs, as well as the explosion of air-to-air missiles and the flames spewed by magic dragons.

From time to time, Alan Hill's fighter jets crashed with long black smoke, but more often, it was the devil's bats and dragons screaming and falling from the sky.

A fierce air battle kicked off like this, and the explosions on the ground are still going on. Although the number of troops reinforced by Alan Hill is not large, they are the main elite troops organized by the 9th Army Group.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have reacted so quickly. They were the first to rush to support after the Volan pass was attacked.

These well-equipped and well-equipped troops built a semi-circular defensive position on the periphery of the pass, enclosing the entire pass battlefield just behind them.

The demon dogs finally broke through the mine defense zone, and these low-level demon creatures who were not afraid of death began to rush towards the defensive positions of the Elland Hill Grenadiers, but what awaited them was more dense firepower than fishing nets.

Numerous tracer bullets shrouded the front of the Demon Dog troops, instantly causing these Demon Dogs trying to get close to the human positions to pay a heavy price.

The battle has just begun, to be precise, the battle between the demons who have just arrived in this world and the soldiers of Alan Hill has just begun, and the demons have fallen into a passive state.

After paying a heavy price, these intruders who came from afar realized that they were still at the starting position, not even taking a step forward.

As a result, countless demons roared, and then beat their shields with their weapons, and rushed towards the Wolan pass step by step.

Behind these demons, more than a dozen huge war machines turned their wheels taller than a human, rolling over the uneven land little by little, approaching the positions of the defenders of Alan Hill and Grecon.

In the sky, the Il-2 attack aircraft of the Airland Hill Air Force attack aircraft unit, which had been waiting for the opportunity, began to dive one after another. The pilot's earphones were full of orders: "Dive! Dive! Let those everyone Destroy it guys! Cover the ground troops! Watch out for the enemy's fireball!"

Old-fashioned bombs hang from the wings of these sturdy attack planes, roaring down from the sky, engines roaring and aiming the nose at the target to attack.

The demons on the ground watched in despair as these planes swooped down like falcons, and dropped the bombs hanging under the wings very close to the war machine.

Accompanied by huge inertia, these bombs rammed straight into those huge war machines. Because the targets were too huge, the process of diving and dropping bombs was extremely simple, and the pilot didn't even have to focus too much on aiming.

In the next second, the bomb hit the magic defense barrier around the war machine, and exploded a few meters away from the war machine, shaking the entire magic defense barrier.

Then another plane swooped down, dropping more bombs on these diabolical machines. The subsequent huge explosion broke through the magic defense barrier, and then the war machine that had been advancing was paralyzed on the side of the road, unable to move forward any further.

For a 100kg bomb, the destructive power is already amazing. Even if this kind of bomb exploded next to the demon's war machine, it would be enough to destroy these behemoths and turn them into a pile of scrap metal.

Needless to say, many Il-2 attacks still use 250 kg aerial bombs in order to increase the attack effect. An Il-2 attack aircraft can only carry two of this kind of bomb at a time. After carrying this kind of bomb, the bomb bay at the root of the aircraft's wing cannot be used.

However, the 250kg aerial bomb is more lethal, and its ability to destroy large ground targets is also stronger-only one bomb can paralyze the devil's war machine, without exception.

Watching those flexible fighter jets dive almost vertically from a distance, and then pull up suddenly at an extreme height, the demon general was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He couldn't believe that there was such an imposing fighting style in this world, and he couldn't believe that there was really someone who had such great courage and dared to launch such a fierce attack on the devil.

What about those humans who are vulnerable to demons? What about those human beings who are as timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death and dare not fight? What about those human beings who submissively prostrate at the feet of the devil and are willing to be slaves of the devil? Where are you going?

Before he could understand these things, Elland Hill's interception shelling began, and the shells fired by dozens of howitzers fell into the demon's phalanx.

Although the demon troops still had an absolute numerical advantage, the second offensive seemed to be retreating.

Even these demon troops are still brave and fearless, but the demon commander knows that if he does not withdraw those troops that have suffered heavy losses, he will only lose more men in the future.

But the demon general also knows that if he withdraws at this time, the attacks of Alan Hill will come again, and his side will fall into an endless loop of failure to retreat and difficulty in attacking.

So, he gritted his teeth, pressed the long sword at his waist, and ordered, regardless of the loss, "Let the reserve team press up! Go ahead! Before dark, we must take the Wolan pass!"

This is also the choice he has to make: he must complete the task assigned to him by the Magic Eye, and occupying the Volan Pass is the task he must complete!

Following his orders, more demons poured out. Countless demons lined up in square formations, ran over the steaming craters, and ran over the broken corpses of demons, walking towards the human camp step by step. go.

On the human battlefield, the human soldiers who were ready to fight put boxes of magazines at their feet. Their eyes were pressed under the brim of their steel helmets, and their sharp eyes shone with a firm light.

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Yesterday's update was late, and today's second update will be posted tomorrow. In addition, there will be a make-up update tomorrow, at least one more chapter.