This Game is Too Real Chapter 428

   Chapter 428 The storm sweeping the desert! (the 10,000-character chapter)

   The night is dark.

   In the southeast of Luoxia Province, twelve "killer whales" transport planes galloped across the endless desert, billowing smoke and dust behind them, and moved fast in the direction of Oasis No. 9.

   In order not to be discovered by the people of the legion, the flight altitude of this aviation formation is very low, and the distance from the ground is even less than 50 meters.

   Although the light blue arc is not as obvious as the air column of a fuel-fired aircraft, it can be seen in the cloudless night sky as long as the people on the ground are not blind.

   Not to mention that the legion also has planes and radars. Although the technical content is not high, it does not mean that there is no threat.

  Especially after realizing that business is at war.

   They are bound to send more air defense equipment, more anti-armor weapons to the front line, and even use the weapons stocks that have been sealed for a hundred years.

   As long as they are not stupid.

   At first, when he heard about Chu Guang's plan, the captain of the company's transportation team refused to implement it. After all, they were only a team of transportation logistics and did not receive an order to enter the war zone.

   In the absence of air supremacy or even **** by fighter jets, sending a non-combatant transport aircraft to the front line is tantamount to joking about the pilot's life.

   Even if you want to do this, you need the approval of the Ministry of Armament of the Enterprise.

  However, the time for war is fleeting. The information exchange between the alliance and the Lion Kingdom relies on pigeons, and the information exchange between the alliance and the enterprise relies on aircraft.

   Waiting for the approval of the Ministry of Armed Forces of the enterprise, the day lily was cold.

Fortunately, Yi Chuan and Wu Mu helped a little, and they tried their best to persuade the stubborn transport captain to turn a blind eye and allow the air formation to make an exception on the way back to the flight - crossing the sunset. province borders.

   However, they must be very careful.

   Not to mention the loss of a plane, even if there is an extra bullet hole in the outer shell of the plane, it is difficult for them to explain to the Logistics Department of the Armed Forces.

   As for those pilots, they didn't need to do much thought work. When they heard that they were going to Luoxia Province, all those young men cheered excitedly.

  The mobilization of the ideal city had already begun before the battle of Ruigu City broke out.

  The boys who drove the transport planes came to the front line with enthusiasm and could not wait to fight those big noses.

  Especially after watching that video.

  In the cabin.

   The construction site boy and Brick, who were lying on the side of the window, could not wait to shove their heads into the window, trying to see what the legendary "artificial oasis" looked like.

   It is said that No. 9 Oasis is the largest oasis in Luoxia Province, with a total area of ​​100,000 square kilometers, which is equivalent to a "Zhejiang Province".

   However, the flight altitude was too low.

   He could only see a rough outline in that night, and as for what was hidden behind the lush horizon, he could not see clearly.

   "Hey! Why don't we fly higher?"

   Hearing this complaint, the debtor who was sitting on the seat next to him rolled his eyes.

   "Are you so worried that others won't know you're coming?"

   Hearing the conversation between the two, other nearby players also joined the conversation.

   "By the way, we haven't entered Oasis No. 9, right? The Legion's anti-aircraft guns won't hit here, right?"

   "That's hard to say, maybe there are anti-aircraft missiles on the opposite side, but it's just not useful for hitting ordinary survivor settlements."

   "Is there a possibility that the map over there hasn't been made yet?"

   "Makes sense!"

   "Not necessarily, that's Aguang! Since Aguang is so meticulous, he is absolutely forced to finish it, but he just won't show it to you!"

   "I am ruthless!"

   That "heart" laughter was not at all nervous. The co-pilot in the cockpit glanced back and couldn't help but admire.

   worthy of being the elite of the alliance!

   Just this spirit of seeing death as home, it is hard not to make him awe-inspiring.

   At this moment, the players sitting in the cabin are all good brothers of the Death Corps' 200 yuan.

   But the equipment on them now is far more than 200 silver coins.

   Not even 20,000 silver coins!

   The "Pioneer Type I" military exoskeleton on them is worth 12,000 Cr, which is equivalent to three times the exoskeleton of the miner series!

   Not to mention those infantry support weapons carried in the cabin, as well as individual heavy equipment.

   Considering that the Death Corps had experience in desert warfare, Chu Guang, after thinking twice, gave this glorious and arduous task to the edge paddling.

  This operation is not only to help allies share the pressure on the north and block the army from obtaining supplies from the northern river valley province, but also to test the new equipment imported by the alliance from the enterprise, so the equipment invested can be said to be quite luxurious.

   It's almost a complete set of power armor!

   And because they were fighting out of the logistical supply line, each of them carried 2.5 times the benchmark ammunition, and everyone had a look of eagerness on their faces.

I have never fought such a wealthy battle before, and I couldn't be more excited when I paddled on the edge. Since I got on the plane, I have been staring at the map carefully, repeatedly studying the battle plan written next to the map, and preparing it for those ghosts from the west coast. Guys come to a big fireworks show.

   This is an opportunity he finally snatched from the spring, but he can't let the managers and the league guys down!

The    aviation formation crossed a cliff.

   The co-pilot came over with two cups of black tea, and handed one of the cups to the commander of the corps, "Edge Row".

   "Want a drink? Friend."

  It has to be said that the technology of the enterprise does have a set.

   In the state of flying close to the ground and flying at high speed, I couldn't feel the air shake at all, and the tea in the cup was not spilled at all.

   The edge of the water took the cup and glanced.

   "Thank you... Can you help me with a glass of plain water?"

   Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, the captain smiled and said.

   "Don't worry, the dealkalization treatment has been done. This tea has only a refreshing effect and will not make you want to go to the toilet more."

   Hearing this, the edge paddling finally felt relieved, he directly raised his head and dazzled, and returned the cup to him under the surprised gaze of the deputy captain.

  If the situation is optimistic, the battle will be over before dawn, but they will have to stay outside for a while.

  There is no harm in adding more water.

   Seeing the calm expression on the face of the corps commander of the Alliance, without the slightest nervousness about going deep behind the enemy, the co-pilot raised his eyebrows and spoke to him in a chatty tone.

   "Looks like you already have a plan?"

   The edge stroke said in a casual tone.

"Of course, according to the operational plan formulated by the headquarters overnight, we will launch an attack from the north of the military base... Cooperate with the friendly forces who launched a feint from the south to take down the opponent's ammunition depot. If all goes well, our friendly forces will be able to get a batch of legion equipment. , and we can cut off their supplies to the north."

   The co-pilot nodded.

   "It's a pity that we haven't fought such a large-scale battle for a while, and we can't help you create a greater advantage... This tough battle can only be done by yourself."

   grinned as he paddled on the edge, and closed the map with the battle plan written in his hand.

   "No problem, enough is enough!"

   After chatting for a while, the first officer turned around and returned to the cab.

   Not long after, the captain's reminder came on the radio.

   "We are about to cross the sandstorm area, and there will be strong air currents, you'd better go back to your seats and fasten your seat belts."

   "If you don't want to hang the lottery before you get off the plane."

   Hearing the NPC's reminder, the players left the window one after another, returned to their seats, sat down, and fastened their seat belts.

  Almost half a minute after the announcement, the fuselage of the plane began to shake violently, and the sound of howling yellow sand came through the bulkhead.

  The sandstorm in Luoxia Province contains a small amount of iron oxide, which interferes with electromagnetic waves to a certain extent, and can effectively avoid active detection methods such as radar and infrared heat source detection.

   They are very close to the front now.

   Must be very careful.

   Sticking to the edge of the sandstorm, the aviation formation moved in the direction of the arc, made a big circle, and landed on the back of a dune on the north side of Oasis No. 9.

  The hatch slammed heavily on the ground, splashing billowing dust, the heavily armed soldiers carried rifles on their backs, carrying a one-meter-wide box in groups of two, and quickly ran out of the cabin.

   "Login! Act fast!"

   With the urging sound of paddling on the edge, in just one minute, all equipment and personnel have been deployed.

   The light blue arc blew downwards, and began to gradually increase the output power, and the high-speed airflow carried the heated sand and blew all around.

   Intermittent sound came from the communication channel.

   "...The transport plane is about to return... Alliance soldiers, good luck!"

   "Received, and I wish you a safe return!"

   Twelve transport planes came and went quickly, and they didn't stay here for a moment after completing their deployment, and immediately started their engines and returned in the direction they came from.

time is life.

  The edge of the water also did not delay, and immediately greeted the brothers in the corps to unload the equipment and supplies in the box.

  Due to the limited capacity, 12 "killer whale" transport planes could only deliver half a thousand troops to the target area, so he just brought over the top five hundred elites in the corps.

  Although we can't take advantage of numbers, it's enough to have these brothers!

   took a look at the equipment deployed around, and then looked at the exoskeleton on his body, and his heart was full of confidence when he paddled at the edge.

   "I thought we would jump directly on top of their heads," pushing a tricycle over, the construction site boy and Brick muttered, "So we'll just ride this thing?"

  The tires of the tricycle have been widened to better adapt to the desert terrain, and a mortar is placed in the trunk.

   And another tricycle not far away has a more exaggerated shape. A bracket is welded on the faucet, and a light machine gun is mounted on it.

  120 modified folding tricycles, plus the quadcopter drones used by intelligence players, these are all equipment produced by the alliance.

   The "Cerberus" quadruped robot not far away, and the "Seagull" fixed-wing drone being assembled, were imported from the company at a huge cost by the Alliance.

   "Skydiving is okay, do you want to be hit by a machine gun on the ground as a bird?"

   scolded with a smile, swiped at the edge of the water to look at the dark figure behind him, and said with a serious expression on his face.

   "Attention all centurion captains, take your brothers and equipment to the target assembly point and wait for the signal to attack!"

   "Action!"

   Everyone kept their voices low and answered in unison.

"receive!"

  Removed the big eyes responsible for operating the "Seagull" fixed-wing drone, and stayed in place with his own team.

  The rest of the players boarded the tricycle one after another, and were vigorously pedaled by a power animal, moving towards the predetermined battle position.

   Sitting on the edge of the tricycle took a deep breath and took out the map again to confirm the battle plan.

   So far everything is going as planned, but for some reason he always feels uneasy.

Is    an illusion?

   But he is a perception type...

   At this moment, a loud explosion suddenly sounded in the distance, piercing the silent night sky.

   Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction from which the explosion sounded, with surprise written in their eyes.

   "It's the military base that the mission targets..." The construction site boy and Brick pedaled hard for three rounds and muttered in confusion, "Didn't they make an appointment to start in the early morning, why did it happen earlier?"

   They haven't arrived yet.

   There is no interoperable radio, and now it is impossible to communicate with the friendly forces, and ask them what the situation is.

   The edge of the water frowned, and he suddenly thought of something, and his face changed slightly.

   "What time is the hour in the morning written in the planning briefing?"

   "What time? Of course it's the time of Luoxia Province—" The construction site boy and Brick came back to their senses in an instant, and said in a daze, "Damn, didn't they use the alliance's time?!"

   The army command of the alliance cannot make such a low-level mistake. The time zone will be marked on the battle plan with symbols at the same time, and the corresponding conversion will be done to ensure that the execution time of the plan is accurate.

   There is only one explanation for such an error, that is, the friendly headquarters made a deviation when it communicated instructions to the lower-level troops, and misunderstood it as the alliance time...

  Either there is a ghost inside the Lion Kingdom, and there is no time to send the information back to the Falcon Kingdom, so they can only use the trick of tampering with the order to interfere with the execution of the plan.

   No matter what the situation is, the two sides "swapped" the time zone as a result, causing the battle to advance by an hour!

   This is it!

   Before he could laugh or cry, he made a quick decision by paddling on the edge, and pressed the button of the communicator to say loudly.

   "Attention all squads!"

   "The friendly forces opened fire in advance, and it was determined that the location of the friendly forces was exposed in advance... Start plan C and continue to execute."

   "Action!"

  The time goes back to tens of minutes ago.

   On the desert shrouded in night.

   A man in a khaki cloak was crawling on the edge of the dune, holding a telescope in his hand, looking out at the looming campfire in the distance.

   His name is Yad Honey Badger, he is the eldest son of the Honey Badger royal family, and is also the marshal of the Honey Badger Kingdom Restoration Army.

   The beard hanging on his chin was as thick as a broom. Whether it was his angular face or his sturdy physique, he was very similar to his father.

   This is the exact opposite of his younger brother, Summer Honey Badger.

   glanced at the time on the watch, Yade patiently enjoyed the last tranquility of the night, his thoughts could not help drifting away with the evening wind.

   about two months ago.

With the support of the legion, the   Falcon Kingdom launched a surprise attack on the Honey Badger Kingdom and occupied the entire kingdom in just one week.

His father died in the battle to defend the capital, and he led the remaining troops, with his younger brother and sister, to withdraw to the territory of the Lion Kingdom, and reorganized the establishment with the support of the Lion Royal Family, recruiting from 3 Refugees from the Oasis formed the Restoration Army.

   Originally, according to his plan, he planned to launch a counterattack at the end of the year to retake the territory belonging to the royal family from the Falcon Kingdom.

However--

   That vicious "vulture" didn't give them time to prepare.

   At the same time that the letter of condemnation from the Three Kingdoms was sent to the Falcon Kingdom, the Falcon Kingdom was not breathing, and immediately moved eastward, targeting the Lion Kingdom, which hosted them.

  The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

As the overlord of the desert, the Lion Kingdom's national strength is far higher than that of the Falcon Kingdom, but after all, the other party has tightened his belt to prepare for the war for more than ten years. Coupled with the support of the Legion, the size of the standing army is in the Lion Kingdom. above.

   And because the Honey Badger Kingdom was blocking the front, the Lion Kingdom did not have to face the threat from the west of the great desert, so it can be said that it was unprepared.

Now……

  The arrogant kings finally paid the price for their stupidity and compromise.

  They expected to sacrifice a lamb to feed the beast, but they forgot that it was a jackal who could not be fed at all.

   In less than a month, the fire of war burned from Oasis No. 3 to Oasis No. 9. The front line was advancing so fast that Falcon's guns were less than 100 kilometers away from the Lion's capital.

  The Camelback Kingdom and the Golden Lizard Kingdom saw that the Falcon Kingdom's offensive was so ferocious that even the veteran desert overlords were powerless to fight back, and they were both frightened.

   Facing the combined forces of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion alone, the situation in the Lion Kingdom is precarious.

   In order to mobilize all the troops to defend the capital, the guerrillas active in the north have retreated to the south, gathering towards the banner of Prince Winter, trying to rely on the strong offensive and defensive bunkers to bring down the Falcon Kingdom.

  In Yard's view, this idea is naive and like a dream.

Never taking the initiative to attack means that you will never be able to take the initiative. Once the guerrillas in the north retreat to the defense line, it means that the troops of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion on the northern front will be able to let go of their hands and feet and move forward without having to worry about the supply line. security.

   And expecting to wear down these jackals is even more ridiculous.

   Regardless of the fact that the Falcon Kingdom has been preparing for this day for more than ten years, the treasure plundered from Oasis No. 3 is enough for them to obtain enough supplies from the east until the blood of the Lion Kingdom is dry...

   However, the situation turned around.

  Perhaps Summer's diplomatic mediation had an effect, and the overlord in the southern river valley province finally realized the threat from the west and sent troops to the desert with the support of the enterprise.

The    target is the military base north of Oasis 9, which is said to be an important supply hub for the northern front of the Falcon Kingdom.

   If you can take this military base, not only will you be able to thwart the offensive plan of the Falcon Kingdom's northern troops, but also hope to cut off the supply line from the northern river valley province.

   However, unfortunately, the Lion Kingdom has no soldiers in the north, and after a quarrel, the ball was kicked to him.

  Prince Winter hopes that the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom will go to the target area to cooperate with the friendly attack instead of the 12th and 13th thousand troops as originally planned.

   This plan is quite risky.

The military bases in the    objective are located behind the clan front, which means they will not receive any support.

  Once they are dragged by the opposite side and the enemy troops arrive, they are likely to be wiped out.

   Not to mention, even if the enemy reinforcements did not arrive, this mission was quite difficult.

   The elite of the Legion are stationed there.

   Yade, who had fought against the Legion in Oasis No. 3, knew better than anyone how powerful the Legion was.

  Obviously, Prince Winter didn't want his subordinates to suffer unreasonable losses, so he proposed to let the Restoration Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom stand up as a reward for the Lion Kingdom for raising them in vain for more than a month.

  Yard could actually refuse to carry out this almost-death order, but after some thought, he finally agreed.

   After all, this is likely to be an opportunity for his sister to trade her own happiness...

   In addition, the overlord in the southern river valley province promised that he would hand over the captured supplies to the Lion Kingdom, and he could just take this opportunity to keep the captured equipment for himself.

   Anyway, when those tanks are in the hands of the Lion Kingdom, they will only be used by those cowards to drive into the trenches and bury them as turrets. It is better to use them to arm his loyal subordinates.

   The Restoration Army needs that equipment.

   Whether it is to regain lost ground, or to ensure an independent status!

   To this end, Yard brought almost all the elites of the Restoration Army, assembled a team of a thousand people, and brought them here in person.

   For now…

   At least intelligence is fine.

  Yard took out a map from his arms, shook the sand on it, and unfolded it on the ground.

   stretched out his index finger and walked along the markings on the map for a while, and finally stopped at a red circle and clicked, he muttered softly in his mouth.

"……right here."

  Beside Yard, a middle-aged man with a wrinkled face said in a low voice.

   "Are we going to attack?"

  His name is Clough. He used to be the captain of the Kingdom Guards, and now he is the captain of the Restoration Army.

   "Well," Yard nodded, tapped his index finger on the map, glanced at the camp in front of him that was shrouded in darkness, and continued in a low voice.

   "Our friendly forces will attack on the north side of the base, and before that we need to attract firepower on the south side to create a window for our friendly forces to attack."

   An officer couldn't help saying.

   "Do we have allies?"

  Yard said in a firm voice.

   "The Alliance will support us, they made a promise!"

  Except for Clough's face that didn't change, the other officers around him all looked at each other and fell silent.

   Alliance…

  This is the north side of Oasis 9.

   Even if it crossed the northern front of the Falcon Kingdom, it would take more than 800 kilometers to walk straight from the Alliance to here.

   The battle plan was formulated two days ago, how could it be possible to get here in two days?

   In the eyes of many people, they may have been sold by Prince Winter or others.

   There are no friendly forces at all.

  Not everyone in the Lion Kingdom sympathized with them like the Lion Royal Family. In the eyes of many ministers and nobles, it was precisely because they took in them that the kingdom brought war.

  Those people wish they would die immediately, use their corpses to hold back the legion's offensive on the northern front, and buy time for mobilizing the power of other kingdoms and the intervention of external forces…

  Perhaps the kings of the desert will triumph in the end.

   But they will die here.

  Yard looked back at his subordinates and read the pessimism in their eyes.

   After a moment of silence, he said in a calm voice.

   "I know what you're thinking, but now is not the time to think about those things."

   "There is only one chance left for us, and the only thing we can do now is to believe, believe in our countrymen and brothers and sisters, believe in our brothers and sisters... believe that justice will eventually triumph over evil."

   "Even if we don't live to the end, our blood ends up soaking in the yellow sand, and our souls will be immortal. We fought to the end under the gaze of the spirit of the sand sea."

   A pair of pupils re-written with firmness.

   There is no more face where doubt can be seen.

   "The spirit of the sand sea will be equal to me."

   With his palm on his forehead, Yard, who got up from the ground, returned to the reverse **** of the dune, and patted his subordinates on the shoulders.

   "Go, warriors of the kingdom, dig trenches through your chests, load your rifles, set up our 'cannons'--give some color to those ugly goblins."

   "Even if this place is where we are buried today, don't let our allies look down on us!"

   A few kilometers away, there were sporadic lights in the camp.

   The sentry standing on the sentry tower couldn't help yawning, counting the time until the shift change.

  This is Camp 350, the logistics transfer base of the Northern Army.

  Although the strategic value here is so important that General Griffin sent a heavy army to guard it, so far, the soldiers stationed here have not fought a single battle.

  The only thing they can do every day is to bathe in the sand or stare at the cactus in the distance.

   Rather than wasting their lives here, they would rather go to the front line and at least have a chance to shoot.

   Instead of just talking to the sand to pass the time like now.

   At this moment, there was a sudden sound of cracking rocks in the distance, which startled the sentinel on duty and squatted behind the guardrail subconsciously.

   Before he could regain his senses, the gas canisters dragging white smoke drew five thick and long parabolas in the air and landed heavily in the camp.

   "Boom!"

   With a loud sound of landslides, five groups of flames burst into the silent military base in an instant.

  The piercing alarm bell rang out, and in the sound of the siren, the soldiers who were sleeping got up from the bed, carried their equipment and went to the battle position to gather.

   Buckling the helmet on his head, a centurion walked to the post, grabbed a sentry, and asked with spittle.

   "What happened just now!"

  The sentinel should be a newcomer, he stood up nervously, and spoke quickly.

   "Report! It's a guerrilla cannon!"

  The kind of soil cannons made of gas cans are very common in Luoxia Province, and they are second only to the cast iron cannons that require a broom to clean the rifling.

   Generally speaking, the inhabitants of the desert will put some sugar-made explosives in iron cans, and then mix some iron nails or sand into them. Although the power of this kind of bomb is not as good as that of Hexojin or T En T, it is superior in that the materials are cheap and easy to make. A small workshop can make a lot of them.

  The oasis in Luoxia Province lacks food, especially sugar cane.

   A "gas tank" bomb with a charge of 500 kilograms, even a Conqueror tank has to panic.

   Of course, the premise is that it hits the top of the turret...

The soldiers of the    Legion were well-trained, and quickly recovered from the initial panic.

  Two 10-man teams had already run into the crater where the mortars were placed, and based on the approximate fire position observed by the sentry tower, they launched counter-artillery fire.

   Awakened by the thunderous sound of cannons, Captain Piman, who was commanding the thousand-man team, quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the barracks.

   Having roughly guessed what happened, he was not panicking, and calmly called a centurion and gave him an order.

   "The shells came from the south, about 5 kilometers away, take your men to give those guys some color!"

"Yes!"

  The centurion who received the order stood up neatly and gave a military salute, then ran to the side of the barracks without delay, and greeted his subordinates.

   Looking at the direction he left, Piman's brows loosened slightly, and he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

   Mere guerrillas.

   was not worth his attention.

   The power of the five gas canisters just now looked great, and the sound was indeed loud enough, but in fact it didn't hurt a few people, it just blew up a few sandbags.

   The explosion-proof bunkers placed in the camp greatly restricted the spread of shock waves and explosive fragments in the longitudinal plane, and most of the power was conical in the sky.

   The kind of thing that can only happen to the Royal Army of the Lion Kingdom.

   Even the soldiers trained by them know how to protect themselves to the greatest extent possible from the shelling.

   The only thing Piman can't understand is...

   With so many military bases, why did the people from the Lion Kingdom choose here?

Is    a coincidence?

   Or information leaked...

   At this time, an officer in military uniform walked over here with an annoyed expression.

  Pearman knew the man. The guy was the deputy of the Chief Logistics Officer of the Northern Army. His name was Antonette. He came here to inspect the work two days ago.

   At the same time, check the inventory in the warehouse.

   This guy is very cautious, even to the point of neuroticism, every box has to be opened and tested again, as if who cares about those few bullets.

  Pearman noticed that his left sock was not on, and his left knee was covered in ash, so he must have fallen off the bed.

   "What happened just now?" Antonite said angrily, "I need an explanation!"

  Piman said comfortingly without laughing.

   "Small problem, just a sneak attack by the guerrillas."

   "Guerrilla? Didn't those people withdraw?" Antonette frowned.

   "Maybe they're back again, who knows." Piman patted the logistics officer on the shoulder and said with a calm smile, "Don't be nervous my friend, it's just a bunch of scumbags, it'll be resolved soon,"

  Antonette stared at him warningly.

   "I advise you to be more serious. The equipment stored in the warehouse can be related to the next round of offensive plans on the entire northern front! If you delay General Griffin's plan, you will know the consequences!"

   Looking at the serious-looking logistics officer, Piman laughed.

"Don't worry, man, I know the consequences, my subordinates will be very careful to find those rats... But then again, to be on the safe side, I have to trouble you and me to hide in the explosion-proof bunker for a while. Those savages are Incompetent and furious throwing stones, it would be a shame to be hit by their stones."

  Antonett knew that it was useless to be anxious, so he nodded calmly, and followed him to the explosion-proof bunker.

   The reloading speed of the gas tank shells is very slow, and the second round of shells is not seen after several minutes.

On the contrary, in the legion camp, eight mortars were continuously firing. After delivering three rounds of regional firepower to suppress the approximate orientation of the target, they fired a round of flares into the air, lighting up a desert in the south. became day.

   The "Weasel" reconnaissance vehicle, which set off first, has already locked the source of firepower.

  Under the guidance of the commander, the four 20mm heavy machine guns and eight 10mm machine guns deployed on the south side of the camp fired in unison, pointing to the sky, straddle-fired towards the positions of the Restoration Army.

  A trail of tracers flickered in the night sky, and large-caliber bullets poured down from the sky like a goddess scattered flowers, drenching the artillery positions scattered behind the dunes.

   The gas canisters had just been placed on the triangular brackets, and before they could ignite, the gunner standing beside them was instantly killed and injured.

   Only a few seasoned veterans rolled desperately into the crater beside them before they were able to save their lives.

   However, the over-the-horizon leapfrog is just the beginning.

   With the assistance of the reconnaissance vehicle, the mortar team in the military base re-corrected the coordinates of the artillery fire, and guided the counter-artillery fire to accurately land on the head of the Restoration Army.

   At the same time, a 100-man infantry team has completed the assembly, boarded 4 light tracked trucks in batches, and killed the past in a mighty manner.

   Confused by the constant bombardment.

   Crouching in the trenches, Yard held up his rifle and shot out to resist, trying to suppress the four pairs of car lights that were far away, and at the same time shouted at his comrades beside him.

"hold onto!"

   "Keep here at all costs!"

   "Your Highness, their firepower is too fierce!" A centurion squatting not far away, there was a hint of despair in his hoarse roar.

   Whether it was the density or power of firepower, the military base five kilometers away exceeded their expectations.

   In just ten minutes...

The    artillery positions were completely wiped out, and the infantry casualties had exceeded 100. The situation was precarious, but the support of the friendly forces had not yet arrived.

  Yard gritted his teeth, his fists with bulging veins could not wait to crush the grip of the rifle.

   "Then I have to support Lao Tzu!"

  There is not enough support firepower, and there is no reliable anti-armor means, they can only squat here and be beaten passively.

   But even so, he was still willing to believe the one in ten thousand possibility.

   Their allies will not betray him, reinforcements from the Alliance have arrived!

   And the next moment is their counterattack!

  Even if he took 10,000 steps back, he made the wrong bet, Prince Winter deceived him, and the reinforcements of the Alliance did not exist from the beginning...

   Died on the way to attack.

   is better than dying in a dugout!

   Military base in the distance.

The sentries on the    sentry tower looked at the fire in the distance and clicked their tongues.

   "Tsk tsk...I can already smell the barbecue."

   "I can't find anything of value anyway. Let those humming beasts clean up the battlefield later."

   "A whole team of a thousand people, they really dare to send it."

   A sentry said with a smile.

   "Who knows? Maybe I know I can't win, so I want to gamble."

   Another Sentinel shrugged and joked.

   "It's a pity they picked the wrong person."

   On the other side, inside the concrete-reinforced anti-gun bunker.

   Knowing from the communication channel that the frontline troops were about to touch the enemy, Piman raised his arm and glanced at his watch, estimating that the battle should be almost over.

   Then, he looked at Antonette next to him and said in a joking tone.

   "Let's make a bet."

   "What are you betting on?" Antonite replied absentmindedly, feeling uneasy from the very beginning.

  Why was it attacked here?

   The timing is too coincidental.

   And if the opponent already knows the strategic value of this military base, the offensive strength they show is a bit too perfunctory.

   IMHO.

   The fighting power displayed by those people is not much stronger than that of cannon fodder.

   Maybe he thought too much, but he couldn't think of the meaning of those people's attack other than death?

   didn't think there was anything wrong. Looking at Antonette, who frowned, Piman said brightly.

   "Just bet... my people can get rid of that group of scumbags five kilometers away in five minutes."

  Antonette raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when a deafening explosion came from outside the explosion-proof bunker, and the shaking from the ground interrupted his thoughts.

   propped himself up against the wall, and Antonite, who appeared to be unsteady, glanced out of the observation window, but only saw the thick smoke, but did not see where the explosion was.

   He cursed angrily, concealing the subtle panic on his face.

   "Damn, how come there are still bombs here!"

  Pearman's face was also full of surprise, and it didn't take long for the surprise to gradually turn into a trace of fear, and his open and closed lips whispered softly.

   "...No, that sound is definitely not a guerrilla cannon!"

   There was no omen, not even the whistling of the shells piercing the air!

  Two explosions sounded almost simultaneously, and threw his mortar position without error.

   Apparently it wasn't curve-cast firepower.

   Instead, it falls almost vertically from the air!

  The Lion Kingdom has no planes.

  There is only one possibility-

   "What is that?" Antonite stared at him blankly, waiting for an answer.

   However, Piman did not respond to his expectations, just rushed to the table like a madman, and grabbed the phone on the table.

   The index finger quickly pushed down a few buttons, and he could no longer see the expression of ease on his face, and he almost used all his strength to roar.

   "...Call the Frontline Air Fingers, this is the 530 military base, we were hit by air strikes!"

   "Here we need support!"

   (end of this chapter)

Chapter end