Chapter 442 Time to Counterattack! (1/2)

"boom!!!!"

A city of plenty.

Outside the river embankment.

A loud bang that destroyed the world completely shattered the silence of the afternoon.

The flying gravel and dust fell like raindrops, causing the Falcon Kingdom soldiers squatting in the trench to subconsciously lower their heads and block the lunch boxes in their arms.

"Oh shit--"

"My ears... grass!"

"What's that sound?"

"A nuclear bomb..."

This is a rumor circulating among the military recently.

The Legion plans to use nuclear bombs to wipe the City of Plenty off the map.

Could it be...

Already used?

Covering his stinging ears, a soldier struggled to stand up from the ground, found a helmet and put it on. He stuck half of his head out of the trench and looked eagerly in the direction of the Capital of Plenty.

However……

The hopeless embankment still stands.

A trace of despair flashed in his numb pupils.

As if he realized something, he turned his stiff neck and wanted to turn around.

And the moment he looked behind him, the shrinking pupils suddenly lost their light, and the despair hidden deep in the window of his soul also spread across his entire face at the same time.

cigarette.

fire.

Floating heat wave.

The whole world seemed to be on fire.

The wriggling black smoke connected the sky and the ground, like a torrent sloping down from the River Styx. No matter whether it was up, left, or right, there was no end in sight.

The center of the explosion was a 100-meter-wide deep pit. A corner of the vast battlefield was directly wiped away. The soil, gravel and corpses kicked up... buried winding trenches.

Not a wail was heard there.

There was only deathly silence.

He remembered that it was the position of the 10,000th and 7,000th troops. He even remembered that those boys had just switched defenses yesterday with the 4,000th and 20,000th troops that had been crippled.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and the sound of swallowing saliva was the only sound left in this silent world.

At this time, it suddenly started raining.

Raindrops are red.

He raised his trembling right hand and touched the tip of his nose with his index finger. The hot and sticky touch made his heart almost stop beating.

The rain suddenly became heavy.

The drizzle turned into a pouring rain, and became hard and rapid. More and more pieces of flesh and bones fell from the air, making a clanging sound on his helmet like hailstones.

What is all this for?

What is the significance of his existence here?

Fear finally destroyed the soldier's inner defenses. Kneeling in the trench, he hugged his helmet with both hands and let out a heart-rending cry.

And in the distance there is the deafening sound of artillery, continuous gunfire, and the sound of tanks rolling by along with the shouts of death...

The anger and hatred of tens of thousands of people completely brought the remaining soldiers in the trenches back to reality from that silent world——

"Kill——!"

…

"boom--!"

The thunderous sound of the cannon was like a trumpet blowing, shattering the surrounding clouds, pushing the Heart of Steel cruising under the clouds to shake gently.

A thick and long smoke column rose from the 400mm main gun, drawing a parabola with perfect curvature, and attacked the surface along with the swooping propeller aircraft.

Seeing the pillar of fire rising from the ground, Commander Quanshui, who was standing by the railing on the deck of the Heart of Steel, couldn't help but smack his tongue in emotion.

"...This yield is probably no less than a tactical nuclear bomb."

And it is environmentally friendly and has no radioactive dust.

It's just that the hole is a bit big, and it will probably take a lot of effort to fill it.

Speaking of which, the last time he saw this thing firing was on the ground, but now from a different perspective, it gave him a completely different feeling.

Facing the fire suppression of this "aerial battleship", the Falcon Kingdom's front line besieging the Capital of Plenty is disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The aviation formation of the Goblin Corps cruised along the edge of the explosion shock wave. The cannons of the forty W-2 ground attack aircraft continued to fire and lick the ground. This was already the second round of air strikes.

I looked at the spring water standing aside.

"When are we going?"

"It's not time for us to go up yet."

"Damn, it's almost over!"

"The airship is the protagonist of this war. It is up to our allies to lead the charge. Our role is to appear in key positions at critical moments, such as carrying anti-tank weapons when enemy armored forces suddenly arrive. Reinforcements, etc... But it seems that this is not necessary now." Commander Quan Shui took out his telescope and looked at the ground.

The enemy lines collapsed faster than expected.

It seems that the Legion should give up this position...

A string of black spots appeared in the distant sky.

The Falcon Kingdom's flying squadron tried to save the situation, and thirty "Eagle" propeller planes entered the battlefield from the northwest.

However, from the moment those flashing red dots appeared on the Heart of Steel's radar screen, their fate was already doomed.

"Master, the enemy aircraft has entered the shooting range!"

In the communication channel, Xiaoqi was full of energy.

Standing in front of the French bridge window, Chu Guang looked at the clear sky in the distance and announced their deaths in a voice without waves.

"Fire."

"receive!"

As soon as the playful words fell, the rain of fire lit up the sky in an instant. The thick smoke and fire that exploded one after another formed airtight walls, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the clear sky.

In the face of that overwhelming firepower, any evasive maneuver was meaningless at this moment.

If you can't break through the entire airspace in one breath, being sieved by countless shrapnel is the only outcome.

Finold, who was standing not far away, swallowed.

The Heart of Steel really made this guy understand.

He even had the illusion that once the airship was in the demon's hands, its combat effectiveness would directly increase by an order of magnitude.

Under the coordination of the shelter server and the shelter AI system, the performance of each anti-aircraft gun of the Heart of Steel was squeezed to the limit, and even covered the explosive shrapnel in the Brownian motion in a probabilistic sense, allowing the firepower to The volume of the network has been expanded by 1.5 times without changing the efficiency!

Especially the idea of ​​converting the deck into an airstrip.

It made his jaw drop to the ground in shock.

The Heart of Steel can indeed carry carrier-based aircraft, but generally it carries vertical take-off and landing aircraft.

This method of throwing propeller planes outside like paper airplanes was a bit beyond his imagination.

Are they not worried about accidents at all?

"All enemy air units have been wiped out!"

Xiaoqi's report came from the communication channel.

Chu Guang nodded slightly, retracted his gaze from the smoke-filled sky in the distance, and looked back at the city of abundance not far away.

On the battlefield covered in thick smoke, thousands of Scarab troops led by Prince Winter were fighting out from the west gate of the river embankment. With the assistance of the Honey Badger Kingdom's Restoration Army, they completely defeated the Falcon Kingdom's 10,000 soldiers. The team's defense.

In fact, before they broke out of the river embankment, the Falcon Kingdom's defenses were already on the verge of collapse.

Thirty W-2 ground attack aircraft took turns diving, strafing and bombing, almost paralyzing the fixed fire points on the position.

A total of four 400mm heavy high-explosive bombs and heavy incendiary bombs dropped from the sky, which directly crushed the psychological defense of the Falcon Kingdom soldiers.

There were far more soldiers who laid down their weapons and raised their hands in surrender than those who were killed on the spot by the artillery.

Although the majority resisted stubbornly, it still could not change their doomed defeat.

The nuclear bombs were not deployed at the nearest airport, and the Corps didn't even give them permission to put in more aircraft.

Even as early as last night, Alliance reconnaissance planes discovered that at least three ten thousand troops and two artillery squadrons had evacuated to the northwest.

And these people who stayed behind were all abandoned sons that Griffin fed to the alliance.

This was the most realistic judgment when the northern supply line could not be maintained, and Griffin's choice was more decisive.

They simply gave up on fortresses that could not be captured, did not hesitate to shift strategies when the situation was not right, and did not take the seemingly inconspicuous alliance lightly at all.

The old fox was more cunning than he thought.

Taking caution into consideration, Chu Guang did not order the airship to go deep behind enemy lines to pursue the retreating enemy troops.

The Alliance will not design a weapon that the Alliance cannot deal with. He has reason to believe that Legion also holds the trump card that can deal with the Heart of Steel.

At least according to the alliance's chief researcher Yin Fang, the technology for manipulating gravitons is not impeccable, otherwise the era of prosperity would not have ended in such a hasty manner.

When he has to take a chance, he will not hesitate to put all his chips in, but when there is a safer choice, he will not hesitate to choose the latter.

The Heart of Steel will not leave the front line and go deep behind enemy lines. Chu Guang will personally lead the flagship and follow the front line to advance steadily.

There is no suspense about the counterattack in the City of Fertility.

In contrast, he is more worried about the situation in the south.

If his initial strategic judgment was correct, then the Legion's nuclear bombs should have been deployed to the airport in Lost Valley...

Staring at the battlefield outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Vanus thought for a moment and then suddenly spoke.

"too fast."

Chu Guang looked at him.

"quick?"

"Well..." Vanus nodded and said thoughtfully, "I didn't even see the slightest bit of effective resistance."

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"Isn't this bad?"

"It's not bad, it just makes me feel a little strange..."

Vanus pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Where are Griffin's tanks? We haven't seen a single tank since yesterday. The Nationalist Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom rushed into the river embankment almost without any resistance. If I were him, I would never let that The two forces successfully joined forces."

A tank separated from the infantry is a spear without a handle.

The situation at that time made it possible to send out several anti-tank groups to cooperate with the armored forces to intercept the Nationalist Army in the Honey Badger Kingdom.

It's not even necessary to annihilate all those people.

The Falcon Kingdom only needs to drag them under the river embankment. Once the tank stops, no matter how hard it is, it is still an iron coffin.

"Even if this is the Luoxia Province far away from the west coast, even if they only have so many tanks here in total, this is too strange..."

After pausing for a few seconds and looking at Chu Guang who was deep in thought, Vanus continued to express his opinion.

"It can't be that all the tanks are in Camp 530, right?"

…

To the east of Oasis No. 4, in the desert 300 kilometers away from Shuangtou Peak, dusk gradually enveloped the land.

Tanks loomed in the yellow sand flying in the sky, revealing only a thick and long gun barrel and a turret covered with a desert-colored camouflage net.

The front of the car body was reinforced with sandbags and completely buried in sand.

These tanks are mainly Conqueror V light tanks and Panzer X heavy tanks.

In order to stretch the battle line long enough, the tanks were spaced far apart, and the large gaps in the middle were filled by foxholes with infantry lying down.

On the northernmost side of the battle line, there was a strange-looking tank parked.

It has no turret, and the gun barrel is embedded in the wedge-shaped body. What is even more surprising is that its tracks are not embedded in the body, but connected to the outside of the body like tires.

The officer in a navy blue military uniform had half of his body exposed on the roof of the car. He was holding a telescope in his hand and pointed his bulging nose motionlessly towards the east.

His name is Stan, he is a tank commander under Griffin, and he is also the commander of the 1st Armored Motorcycle Thousand Team directly under the Falcon Kingdom.

A few days ago, General Griffin personally explained the operation to him.

"... Our plan is not foolproof, and if they see through our plan, sending motorized troops to raid our airport is their only option, and it is also their last hope. And what you have to do is to kill them Block that door!"

Although all of this is based on the premise that "the alliance has seen through their plan", and this possibility is very small.

But by no means nothing.

But Stan wasn't worried.

Fifty Conqueror V light tanks, forty Conqueror X and XI heavy tanks, and the "Prowler" under him.

Coupled with a thousand motorized infantry and a large amount of anti-tank and anti-infantry equipment, a huge net has been opened on a front more than ten kilometers wide.

Whether it’s a thousand people.

Still ten thousand people!

Don't even think about crossing this wall!

At this time, the sound of a scout reporting the discovery of an enemy vehicle came from the communication channel.

Although the wind and sand here were carrying rust and the signal was intermittent, he still heard those key words clearly.

After the scout repeated it several times, he hung up the phone.

Stan put down the telescope in his hand, adjusted the headset hanging on one side, and ordered in a cold and ruthless voice.

"Attention all ministries, enemy units are advancing towards the G5 area from the due south."

"The battle begins!"

The moment the words fell, a deafening explosion suddenly came from the distance, and a column of smoke slowly rose from the horizon.

A slightly stunned expression appeared on Stan's face.

The direction in which the smoke is floating...

It seems to be his position?

After he had already laid an ambush in advance and the scouts had completed searching for the enemy in advance, he was actually beaten first by the opponent...

How can it be!

Noisy and chaotic sounds came from the headphones.

"...This is Team 7. 'Hunter' and 'Obsidian' have been destroyed! We are attacked by a group of enemy tanks and need reinforcements!"

"Grass--"

A deafening blast interrupted the tank commander's voice. The gunner cursed and shouted, and the loader struggled to stuff the shell into the barrel. From the clanking sound and the burst of firing from the coaxial machine gun, it was not difficult to feel the anxiety and chaos of the battle.

When he heard that the "Hunter" had been destroyed, Stan's brows finally furrowed with a hint of solemnity.

'Hunter' and 'Obsidian' are the codenames of Team 7's No. 3 and No. 4 vehicles respectively - a Conqueror No. 10 and No. 11 heavy tank!

There is no need to say more about the former.

The latter has an equivalent armor of nearly 1.5 meters thick!

Not only does it have gap layers and anti-armor-piercing linings, it also has sandbags as cover.

How could such a "mobile fortress" not be penetrated by one shot, right? !

No matter what Team 7 encounters, now is not the time to hesitate.

Stan had no time to be surprised, let alone say any nonsense, and half of his body immediately retracted into the body of the "Prowler" tank.

As a harsh electric sound sounded, the surface of the gray-black tank seemed to be coated with a transparent film, and there was even a light layer of frost in the shadow under the barrel!

Communications were completely disrupted.

Before entering the state of silence, he handed over command to the captain of the Falcon Kingdom's 1st Armored Motorcycle Thousand Team.

What you get at the cost of this is nearly invincible armor!

Those natives would never have thought that the Legion still held this trump card!

The corners of Stan's mouth turned up in a cold arc.

Holding the control handle of the gun with both hands, he calmly turned on the switches of the rangefinder and optical zoom sight, while looking at the driver sitting in front to give orders.

"Target G5 area——"

"go ahead!"

hunting--

here we go!

…

In the endless sea of ​​sand, an encounter broke out between the Alliance's Skeleton Corps and the Falcon Kingdom's Armored Thousand Troops.

35 Panzer II tanks and 500 Panzergrenadiers faced off against nearly a hundred Conqueror tanks and nearly a thousand light infantry who relied on fortifications to stand ready.

Although the perception player's premonition of crisis and Brother Fugui's "thermal vision" helped the Skeleton Corps discover this ambush in advance, they were able to urgently deploy personnel and equipment before the encounter broke out, avoiding being caught off guard.

But it still cannot change the quantitative gap between the two sides.

Both sides are elites in their respective camps, and each has hidden cards that the other does not understand.

This is bound to be a hard battle!

The collision of iron and blood has just begun here, and the fight 200 kilometers away has already entered a fever pitch.

Almost all the garrison stationed at Petra Fortress came out. Nearly 20,000 soldiers with high morale gathered under the command of Lord Sion and followed the guidance of faith to the Lost Valley.

All transportation vehicles in the entire Petra Fortress were temporarily recruited. Whether they were motorcycles, trucks, ox carts or horse-drawn carriages, they were all used to transport troops and supplies and to tow artillery. The vast dust was like a rolling sandstorm.

General McClung was obviously not blind. He quickly noticed the movement in the west, so he immediately sent his subordinates to form a formation along the wreckage of Route 7.

A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides in an area 50 kilometers away from the airport.

With neither side prepared for the war, the exchange quickly turned into a brutal melee.

The battle line stretching for more than ten kilometers was full of gunfire and artillery fire.

Both sides could only rely on the general direction to barely distinguish ourselves from the enemy in the gradually falling dusk, and then opened fire in the direction of the flickering gun flames.

As for the advancement, retreat, or on-site defense of each unit, it needs to rely on small notes occasionally sent by the messengers.

The setting sun lengthened the shadow of the valley, and the entire desert was coated in blood.

Just when the battle was getting intense, a cuirassier team of about a thousand people, led by the captain of the personal guard of the Lord of Thain, circled along the Zhuobar Mountains to the south of the Lost Valley.

Most of the Legion and Falcon Kingdom forces were pinned to the east and north.

This is the weak link in the defense line, with only a few machine gun positions and sentry towers standing.

They would serve as a dagger, piercing the beast's softest belly, and then emerging from its back, using explosives and grenades on horseback to destroy the aircraft parked at the airport on the north side of the camp, or at least destroy the runway... …

Also arriving with them was a group of White Bear Knights driving an armed truck.

"Let's separate here."

The guard captain tightened the reins, rode his horse to the front of the truck, looked at the three people and one bear on the truck and continued.

"We will destroy those two planes as much as possible. As for the ritual to prevent the summoning of evil spirits, I will leave it to you!"

Sesame paste, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded seriously.

"Leave it to us...be careful on the road."

"I will."

The guard captain grinned, raised his right fist and knocked the steel plate breastplate, then turned the black horse around by the reins, and grabbed the carbine hanging on the horse's back.

No grandiose words.

There are no loud slogans either.

He just kicked the horse's stomach and rode his horse to the front of the team. Upon seeing this, the more than a thousand cavalrymen behind him followed him in tacit understanding.

Then--

The charge began.

The sound of horse hooves was like rolling thunder on the flat ground, raising endless dust on the Gobi Desert, and rushed towards the legion's station without hesitation.

"I didn't expect to see cavalry charges in the 24th century..."

Rourou's face was full of surprise, and he stared in the north direction.

"oh……"

Holding the tail of the machine gun, he also looked north, and he couldn't help but murmured in surprise.

"...I hope you can come back alive."

Those people made her feel like they were alive.

"It's time for us to take action."

Sis glanced at the rearview mirror and then at the co-pilot next to him.

After getting a pair of firm eyes in response, she restarted the truck and headed towards the south side of Lost Valley.

The objectives of the Petra cavalry were the defense line on the south side of Lost Valley and the airfield on the north side.

Their chances of winning through this line of defense are only 50%, and this is still under the most optimistic scenario.

As for them, their goal is Lost Valley.

Sisi also didn't expect that they could receive tasks from managers through the official website outside the communication range.

However, the destination of the mission coincided with the goal of their trip, which was within the ruins of the "river embankment".

Based on various clues collected, Legion was looking for something there.

No matter what that thing is, they must not be allowed to find it.

It sounds strange.

The news about Oasis No. 4 and Lost Valley on the official website is basically updated by her alone. Logically speaking, except for the players, the NPCs in the alliance will not know what is going on here.

Can NPCs also access the Internet?

If this is the case, then this game is too "real"...

…

On the north side of Lost Valley, in the camp of the legion station and command post.

General McClung was standing in front of a strategic map and a radio station, directing the deployment and dispatch of frontline troops.

The soldiers of the Camelback Kingdom are no match for the Falcon Kingdom. The two sides are not on the same level in terms of military theory and organization.

The only advantage of the former is probably its pious faith, and this advantage is often difficult to use on a frontal battlefield.

The Petra Fortress, which had only nearly 20,000 men, could not be his opponent.

Although everything was still under his control, he still felt unsteady with his feet on the ground.

Unfortunately, it will take some time to get the airship back.

Thinking of this, McClun couldn't help but start cursing in his heart.

Only now did he realize that he seemed to have been used as a weapon by the skunk.

He's obviously here to find the Titan's shield core!

As long as you secretly take away the core, then change it into a weapon and shoot it at the Iron Heart, you can make that thing fall from the sky.

As a result, Griffin suddenly gave him an order and insisted on building some airport.

Although he was very happy to be able to drop nuclear bombs on the heads of the Alliance, it was another thing to become a frontline because of it.

it's good now.

The Alliance had seen through that skunk's lame plan and somehow convinced the Humpback Kingdom, which was riding the fence.

Now there are only one or two ten thousand troops, so it is not difficult to deal with them.

But what happens next?

Now that they have seen through the nuclear attack plan, the alliance must have sent troops to advance here. The nuclear bombs dropped on Qingquan City will not be able to annihilate those troops together.

Not only that, the troops currently sent are only the defenders of Petra Fortress, while the No. 4 Oasis next door has nearly 100,000 standing troops stationed!

No matter how elite the Falcon Kingdom troops trained by the Legion are, they are still not equal to ten supermen.

At that time, he may have to escape by plane again...

"It's time." The pilot in the command post looked at his watch again.

In fact, it was still a while before the planned time, but staying here always made him feel strongly uneasy.

McClun waved his hand and said.

"Go quickly...go back quickly."

The pilot nodded, picked up the helmet on the table, and walked towards the outside of the camp.

The escort wingman has already taken off under his command. After confirming that the nearby airspace is safe, the H-55 "Hurricane" carrying the nuclear warhead will also take off later.

At the same time that the pilot left the command post, an officer trotted in quickly, performed a military salute next to General McClung, and loudly reported the report.

"Report! A cavalry unit appears to our south!"

Staring at the strategic map on the table, McClun calmly ordered.

"Move over the five wheeled reconnaissance vehicles in the camp, and notify Vested to take the motorcycle centurions in the camp to the southern position to support immediately! Be sure to prevent them from approaching the airport runway!"

"yes!"

The officer gave a military salute and immediately trotted out.

Watching the figure disappearing through the door, McClun felt a little relieved.

He had kept this unit on hand and not sent it to the front line, just to guard against sneak attacks by the natives.

Those barbarians are indeed here!

cavalry?

McClun sneered.

He would let those people know what a foolish decision it was to go against the Legion.

However, at this moment, an air raid siren suddenly sounded outside the camp.

McClun was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard wrongly.

Apart from this, are there any other airports nearby?

At this time, an officer opened the curtain of the camp tent and walked in quickly from the outside.

McClung read the severity of the situation in the panicked face.

Before he could ask, the officer reported quickly.

"There's a plane approaching us—"

"Is it from the alliance or the company?" McClung grabbed his collar and asked hurriedly, "Where is our plane? Has it taken off?"

A series of questions made the officer's scalp tingle.

Looking at the nose that was almost poking into his eyes, he shook his head nervously.

"I have no idea."

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(Thanks to the leader of "Canglan Destiny" for the reward!!! The rhythm of one volume per month, this volume is almost finished, I seem to have forgotten to divide the volume again...)