Chapter 261 Breaking Through the Blockade (4)

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Half an hour later, on the road leading to Lanna Military Academy, 5 siege tanks and 4 Hellions lined up in a straight line and headed straight north.

24 Viking fighter planes spread out on both wings in the air, destroying dozens of various military aircraft along the way.

The wind roared in the field, and on the wide land among the green rice fields, siege tanks and Hellion chariots galloped against the wind like wild horses galloping on the road.

The maple forest in front of the Lanna Military Academy was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and the air was filled with chill.

Just half a minute ago, the command center issued a combat readiness order to the guard box at the front door.

readiness? Ever since the Ferguson family took control of Rector, there has never been a war in a hundred years. Anyone who dared to make trouble in Wendenbat was impatient and wanted to die.

Lieutenant Alsop put his feet on the table, held the finely crafted solid gold lighter in his palm, and fiddled with the pulley with his thumb, "Crack, crack." The lighter spewed out again and again. The gentle flames reflected the golden eyes of him and Sergeant Gresham.

"It's too much of a fuss." Gresham, with a cigarette in his mouth, threw the poker on the table with a disappointed face: "What kind of terrorist dares to fight the army? This is simply a joke."

An Asian man with thick eyebrows on the opposite side snorted softly: "Gresham, be careful, you must know that they have tanks, and it is said that they also have fighter jets to escort them."

"Tanks? Fighter planes? Do you believe this too? I think those useless policemen in Wendenbart deliberately exaggerated in order to cover up their incompetence. The entire Rector is under the control of Viscount Roger, and any troubles can't be hidden from the eyes of the government. Can those terrorists get tanks? It’s impossible at all, let’s talk about those fighter planes, even if they are transported to the front, how many people will be able to drive them?”

Gresham curled his lips at Park Yinghao with a nonchalant expression: "Let me tell you. You Asians are too careful in everything. Even if they really have tanks and planes, so what? Now the entire military academy is on combat readiness. Robots, those fully automatic turrets, and anti-aircraft missile arrays. They're going to kill them."

"Gresham, Second Lieutenant Park Young-ho is right." Alsop let out a long breath of smoke and moved his foot off the table: "I believe this matter is definitely not groundless, otherwise, are those old men in the command center right? would be so tense."

While the few people were talking, there was a flash of light and shadow on the display screen of the communicator behind them, and the figure of a middle-aged officer appeared in front of them: "Alsop."

"exist.

Alsop stood up in a jerk, turned around and saluted, "Major Felton, hello." "

"The defense robot has been released. It will cooperate with the defense facilities around the military academy to snipe the incoming enemy. You lead your team and the soldiers in the sentry box in front of the gate to carry out coordinated operations, pay close attention to the frontline battle situation, and report back as soon as there is news."

"Yes." Alsop pondered for a while before nodding in agreement.

"What? Do you have any questions?" Perhaps seeing the hesitation on his face, Felton asked patiently.

"Major, where is our satellite?" From reporting the battle situation to Felton personally issuing combat orders. There was no specific enemy information, which puzzled Alsop. If the enemy was coming from Wendenbath, the march would be long enough for the army to know their strength.

Felton thought for a while before replying, "The satellite-based surveillance network is under attack by the enemy, making it impossible to locate and detect. Even the wireless communication between military bases has been affected to varying degrees."

After hearing Felton's words, Alsop, Gresham, and Park Yinghao were all dumbfounded. The satellite communication was paralyzed, and the entire wireless network was seriously affected... The enemy actually has such terrifying abilities!

The contempt on Gresham's face disappeared and was replaced by a dignified expression. From the opponent's powerful hacking ability, it can be seen that if their target is really the Lanna Military Academy. Next, a fierce battle will be inevitable.

"Any more questions?" Felton finally asked.

"No more." Alsop's face straightened: "I swear to the death to complete the task."

"Okay." After speaking, Felton unilaterally disconnected.

"Did you hear that? Why are you still standing there?" Alsop turned around and said, "Hurry up and tell the guards to replace their power armor and prepare for battle. This is not a drill. Remember, this is not a drill!"

"Yes!" The two agreed, and walked quickly towards the communication terminal, while Alsop turned around and went up to the top floor of the tower.

The military academy is no better than a serious military area. Except for those half-baked students, there are not many garrisons, only about one regiment in strength, and most of them are mechanized infantry, and there are only a few light armored vehicles for heavy equipment. Fortunately, at the beginning of the establishment of the military academy, a large number of automatic defense facilities were erected in the surrounding depths and the internal buffer zone. It was difficult for ordinary armored troops to break through the defense line in a short time.

An armored division of the Western Capital Military District of Wendenbat is on its way to support. The aviation combat units of Orovia, Karonesberg, and Maro Desert Air Force Base are also quickly assembled. As long as they can be held back, the reinforcements arrive , you can wrap those guys into fiery red bean stuffed rice dumplings.

The person in charge of the military academy, Brigadier General Norrington, looked calmly at the video data gathered by the surveillance probes outside the military academy and sent it to the command center. This solution was the result of joint consultations between him and the leaders of other military academy. All kinds of self-defense turrets and anti-aircraft missile arrays dotted around the school formed a joint firepower network to drag the enemy, and then cooperate with the 289th Armored Division and various aviation combat units that came from the Capital Military Region to destroy those who dared to run wild in Rector. The guys are all wiped out here.

Of course, he has already prepared for the worst. You must know that most of the students in the academy are descendants of nobles. If something goes wrong, his military career will come to an end.

In addition to deploying a large number of automatic defense turrets, the Lanna Military Academy even built a secret passage underground. The original intention was to transfer and evacuate those students as soon as possible when under attack, leaving the seeds of the future for the empire. However, to this day, it has become a channel used by noble children to escape, and it is also a means used by Brigadier General Norrington to keep the black hat.

The evacuation of the trainees has already begun, but because of the centuries-long peace and morals, no matter whether they are officials, politicians, or military officers, their souls have been corrupted by the drunken life and superior arrogance. It is impossible to be attacked, so the escape route has been neglected and has not been overhauled for many years. Now the facilities are outdated and the assembly is aging. Only one of the two maglev tracks can be opened to traffic.

In the entire Lanna Military Academy, there are more than 20,000 freshmen and all teaching, administrative, and logistics personnel. It takes at least two hours to rely on a maglev track alone. Of course, in Norrington's view, with a few tanks and a few planes, the chances of the enemy breaking through the college's defense line are extremely small, and the action plan to evacuate the students is just a precautionary move.

"General, here they come."

While Norrington was lying on the sofa and distracted, the observers transferred the image data from the surveillance probes outside the college to the big screen.

There was a silver flash on the other side of the flaming maple forest, and a special model tank that had never been seen before appeared in everyone's field of vision. The strong wind brought by the high-speed driving of the tank blows the maple leaves on the road high, and they are scattered around like waves.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Everyone in the headquarters looked at each other, and Norrington gradually sat up straight, his rage rising like flames on his face: "Not five? The information is wrong? Can anyone tell me why the enemy tanks suddenly increased? The radar squad, What on earth are you eating?"

"General...general, there were only five of them just now..."

Before the radar operator finished speaking, the screen flashed again, and about a company of machine gunners rushed out from both sides of the tank formation. Not only that, there is also the shadow of a large transport plane in the sky.

Norrington felt a pain in his chest. He had a stomach problem, and he was frightened rather than supported.

...

The ground covered with maple leaves and dust trembled, a square bulge rose quickly, and the rapid-fire defensive turret equipped with two mini Gatling machine guns turned around, and the muzzle pointed at the machine gunners in front.

The laser light flashed several times in a row, and the turret was about to fire when two silver-white grenades flashed, "Boom! Boom!" The fire flew like meteors, and the two machine guns of the turret turned into a pile of scattered iron filings in the blink of an eye.

Two big men walked quickly, and the withered maple leaves crumbled under their feet.

Flames billowed, black smoke raged, and Fenglin, which was born around the military academy, fell into a sea of ​​flames. A fire-breathing soldier jumped off the medical transport plane and roasted the snipers hiding on the wall into charred corpses.

Twenty siege tanks had already been set up, and the artillery fire was like layers upon layers of waves, sprinkling flashes of light on the 800-meter-deep self-defense artillery array in front of the main entrance of the college, splashing iron filings and sand and gravel covering the sky.

Eighteen fiery chariots cleared the way ahead, and a waterfall of flames tens of meters long filled the surroundings. Rows of defense robots were like snow melting rapidly under the scorching sun, turning into streams of iron juice, flowing all over the ground.

More than 100 machine gunners began to launch an assault under the artillery fire of the siege tanks and the baptism of flames from the Hellion chariot. On the buildings on both sides of the gate, 8 Reapers lined up on the left and right, and shot at the people behind the bunker with their Gauss rifles. some soldiers.

Truman? Rupert is very smart. He didn't choose to stay in the sentry box in front of the door and wait for death, nor did he lie on the wall to snipe the incoming enemy. Entering a corner of the wall, under the cover of the shadow, quickly galloped outward.