This Game is Too Real Chapter 468

  Highland 330, dusk has just fallen.

   Sitting on the bench in the observation post, the 11th Support Squadron Centurion Yot was looking at the Gobi Desert, which was gradually shrouded in darkness outside the observation window, and his eyes were fascinated.

   A few hours ago, he received news from the front-line command post that the savage alliance concentrated all its forces and launched a surprise attack on the legion's defense line, and the G40-1 position had fallen.

   At the latest, 48 hours later, the tanks of the Alliance will drive to the foot of Hill 330.

   The four thousand-man teams on the front line are retreating to the defense, and the task that Softt has given him is only one, that is to cooperate with the returning troops, and stop the armored troops of the alliance from penetrating into their own depths.

   Yotte couldn't help being a little confused.

  The day before yesterday, their allies were still rambling on the Alliance on the radio, and they held the latter so bruised, how could they be punched through all of a sudden?

   Anyway, the command is not joking with him.

   Yot didn't want to joke about his own life, and immediately dispatched a reconnaissance team and an engineer team to bury explosives at the foot of the mountain.

   Except for the squad that operated the radar and anti-aircraft artillery, the others were also sent by him to dig pits on the half **** of the highland for defense.

   At this time, a sentry ran in and stood at attention and gave a military salute.

   "Report! Troops are approaching from the rear!"

   Rear?

   Yotte's heart moved slightly, and he immediately got up from the bench and quickly walked out of the observation post. The path went straight to the north side road of No. 33 Highland.

  I saw the dust billowing in the night, and dozens of trucks filled with heavily armed soldiers were marching mightily from the direction of the command post.

   What's the situation over there? ' Yot's adjutant was also standing by the road.

   He also obviously noticed the movement in the north, and came here to take a look.

   Yot didn't answer right away, he raised the binoculars hanging around his neck and took a look, only to see a total of thirty light trucks.

   stared at the team for a while, then he blurted out his debut. "It's directly under the Thousand People Team."

   "Direct subordinate?!" The adjutant standing by the side looked at him in surprise, "What are they doing here?"

Isn't the   thousands directly under the command post in charge of the defense of the command post and support?

   Could it be that Soft plans to move the command post to Height 330? !

   "I don't know," Yot threw the binoculars in his hand to him, and made a release gesture to the distant sentry tower, "Let them in!"

   Checkpoint opened.

The    team quickly arrived at the position.

  The soldiers of the 11th Centuries stood on both sides of the road, looking at the trucks that drove into the position, and the well-equipped comrades on the trucks, with envious expressions on their faces.

   "Good guy, everyone has an automatic rifle."

   "I heard that the guys directly under my command have three times the standard ammunition of the general frontline troops!"

   "Three times? What a joke, it's more than three times! The entire 10,000-strong team has no shortage of ammunition.

   Unlike the clone troopers who made up the numbers, the soldiers on the truck were all pure Willantes,

   Not only does everyone have an assault rifle, but everyone is equipped with a set of light or heavy bulletproof armor.

  The bright, lacquer black exterior radiates a cold, cold light under the moonlight, and a single shot can't penetrate their armor at all!

   Not only are they well-equipped, but the military literacy of these soldiers is far from that of ordinary line-filling troops. They are the ace of the entire 40,000-strong team!

   The convoy stopped.

  A man nearly two meters tall jumped from the front passenger seat of the truck at the head.

   He wears a steel helmet on his head, his facial features are sharp and angular, his body is tall and burly, and there is no obvious identification mark on his combat clothing, but Yot recognizes the man in front of him.

  The person who came was none other than Simon, the captain of the crew directly under the crew.

   When he first entered the 40,000th team, he served as the ten captain under this man.

   After giving a military salute as usual, Yot stepped forward and looked at Simon with a smile and said.

   "Sir Simon, what wind brought you here."

   Didn't waste Shiji on greeting the guest's wife, Simon said succinctly.

  "The order of the General Headquarters, let me go to Hill 330 and take over the defense here.

   Hearing these words, Yoth cast a surprised look at Simon.

   Headquarters directly mobilize frontline troops?

   This is a leapfrog command, right?

   And it was the direct staff team that was mobilized...

   He could even imagine General Soft's furious expression.

   Noticing the surprised expression on Yotte's face, Simon added expressionlessly behind him.

   "Don't worry, you continue to do your job well, and leave the defense to us."

   Yot immediately stood straight and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

   Simon nodded and waved at his adjutant, who immediately understood and trotted to the side of the truck.

Thousands of soldiers dragged wooden boxes and quickly got out of the car and rushed to the front line of the highlands. Ten people spread forward in teams, some responsible for digging, some carrying earthwork, and cooperated to expand the defense engineer Simon's side in a tacit understanding. He was not idle either. He asked for a more detailed map of the area from Yot, with the latest markings drawn by the scouts, including the shortcut to the highlands at the foot of the mountain, and the areas that need to be focused on defense.

   After staring at the map for a long time, Simon frowned suddenly and looked at Yot next to him.

   "Take me to the place with the best view."

   "Yes! Please come with me!"

   Yot went ahead at once, but Simon went to the observation post at the forefront.

  The entire highland can be seen from this observation post on all three sides of the south, east and west.

   "Why is there no firepower on the southwest side of the highland?

   Yot was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained.

"Yes, but no machine guns are deployed. We are an air defense team. There are only two heavy machine guns in the whole team. These two machine guns are deployed on the south and southeast sides. There is Fang Simon who is facing the road and interrupts him. If so, continue to sell and ask.

   "How many anti-aircraft guns are there?"

  "...Four doors." "Then take down one and put it here."

  Simond stretched out his index finger and tapped on the protruding part of the contour line on the southwest side of the map, "There is a gap in the defense on the southwest side, and this gap must be filled."

   Yot approached the map, looked at the location that Sir Simon had selected on the map, and then raised his head in disbelief.

   "Sir, there is no road on the southwest side of us, and there are mountains as far as the eye can see! No one will come from that direction at all!"

   "Apart from the mountains and vegetation, there is no more perfect location around here than there." Simon glanced out the window.

  I saw clusters of fluffy sea buckthorn swaying on the hill in the distance, which was shrouded in darkness.

  Not only vegetation, but also rocks standing there.

   There are even bunkers there. "But they can't fly over." Yot couldn't help but reminded, "Even if the tracks of their tanks are made of titanium alloy, it is impossible to cross 150 kilometers off-road in the mountains where there is no road. . Unless they're going to hang around here until next month."

   "They are really likely to fly over." Simon said lightly.

   Yot was stunned. "What's the meaning."

   Simon continued.

   "The command post of the 40,000th Army is the target of the Alliance Armored Forces, and they will probably hand over to the airborne troops to deal with Hill 330."

   Yot looked sharply at the night sky outside the observation window, only to see that it was clear there, not even a single dark cloud could be seen, and there was no shadow of the paratroopers.

   But Simon's words made him cautious.

   If the Alliance really intends to send infantry to infiltrate his position from the southwest side, relying on these anti-aircraft artillery units in his hand, it may not be able to withstand it.

   Looking at Yot with a moving expression, Simon continued.

"If I were the commander of the alliance, I would throw the air barriers behind the hills on the southwest side, and use the cover of night and vegetation to penetrate to Hill 330 on foot." He said, patted the Li Baifu long shoulders.

   "Highland 33 determines how far they can go, so prepare your people for a tough battle tonight."

   Yot swallowed hard and stood up straight.

"Yes!"

   Just when Simon explained the defense plan to Yot, the two did not know that a few ghostly figures were lying under their noses. 33 Hills on the southwest side of Highland, behind the back **** of the top of the slope.

  The edge of the water is taking several teammates to lie behind the swaying sea buckthorn grass, quietly watching the front position.

   The time is now 8pm.

  The cross-country journey with a total length of 150 kilometers, they completed this rapid march in only eight hours!

   There are no modern means of transportation, not even roads. Along the way, there are deserts and sand dunes that can't reach the village or store!

   If this is put into reality, let alone recorded in military history, it would be enough to break the Guinness World Records!

   But there is no pride in the edge stroke.

   Getting to the combat position is only the first step, just being fast is nothing to brag about.

   It's not too late to go to the forum to pretend to be aggressive after taking down the position in front of you. "Good guy, there are still a lot of people on the opposite hill!"

  Looking at the nearby mountain top, the big-eyed debtor holding the binoculars in his hand couldn't help smacking his tongue.

   Laplace, who was lying beside him, was also full of surprise in his eyes.

   "This is a centurion?!"

   "I see that there are more than 100 people on the southwest side alone!" Yang Webao couldn't help but complain.

   Debt looked at the edge of the silent edge and asked in a low voice.

   "It feels like there are quite a few of them. Do we want to go a little further west? Go to the north of them and smack their ass!"

   The edge stroked and shook his head.

   "If you go around again, you can go around to the defense area of ​​other troops. This is the most suitable position."

  33 Heights went a dozen or twenty kilometers to the west, and there was another antiaircraft artillery position. Once they were discovered, they would be waiting for them to cross fire from the east and west.

  The entire mountain area is almost under the control of the legion, and the troops are scattered in various defense areas and hilltops, leaving little tactical choices for the attackers.

   He can only select the ones with the highest success rate from the limited options.

   "There seems to be movement on the opposite hill." An agility player suddenly said, "Is that a heavy machine gun?"

   "It's anti-aircraft artillery!" Another agility player whispered, "They seem to be planning to send anti-aircraft artillery to the southwest position!"

   Hearing this sentence, the players lying on the backslope looked at each other in dismay.

   "They found us?"

"It's not necessarily that we found us. I'm afraid that we found a loophole in the defense line on the southwest side." He frowned at the edge, staring at the few sappers who were busy at the bottom. There was an engineer platoon at the foot of the mountain, and there was another on the top of the mountain , the sappers are almost forming a company, what kind of centurion is this?"

   "I think too," Sheepao nodded earnestly, "The engineer company must be a regiment-level configuration! There is a thousand-man team at the top of the mountain!"

   "What's going on now?" Looking at the edge man, he whispered in the middle of the night with an umbrella but no knife, "How about we wait for the construction workers to catch up and fight."

   is not dominant in numbers, and it is still a tough battle, and it is still somewhat buried.

   When the brothers behind the tricycles followed, it would be much more stable for three thousand people to push up together.

"We can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, they've even built the bunker!" The edge put down the telescope in his hand, and looked at the big eyes lying on the side, "Where's your drone?" Yes, Debt Big Eyes excitedly said.

"Already prepared!"

"Very good," Nodding at the edge, and continued to order, "Release all the drones, remember to mark the target first, wait for my order to hit! Try to knock out their firepower once, it won't give them any chance to catch their breath. !"

   "What a joke!"

  Little eyes nodded excitedly, and slipped down the hillside.

  The edge of the water continued to look at the sheep and bag lying on the side.

   "You take five hundred infantry, quickly circle to the southeast of Hill 330, and attack the mountain along the edge of the road!"

"Yes!"

   Sheep Bao nodded quickly and followed the direction of the debtor.

   stepped back to the back of the anti-slope, and glanced at the time on the M screen by the weak light.

   It is now the alliance time [20:15].

fifteen minutes.

  Those "little guys" should rest. The index finger clicked on the headset, and the edge of the water switched the communication system to all channels, and said in a low voice.

   "Attention all squads, the action will start in ten minutes!"

   Without the slightest bit of fear, what responded to him was an eager answer.

"receive!"

  【20:22】

  The area around Hill 330 was still quiet.

   glanced at the engineers who were working in the middle of the mountain, and Yot, who was patrolling the position, was relieved and turned off the flashlight in his hand.

   is already at this point, and there is still no movement at all.

   It seems that the Alliance intends to move the action time to the second half of the night.

  Thinking of this, the relaxed Yot couldn't help but feel a little irritable in his heart. It seems that he doesn't want to sleep peacefully tonight.

   Following Yot, the adjutant was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

   "I don't understand, since General Griffin has determined that the Alliance will definitely attack tonight, and send airborne troops, why don't we just send planes to intercept them?"

   Yoth said casually.

   "Our planes are already on standby, but the Alliance's planes are a little weird, and it's hard to spot them with normal airborne radar."

   This is what Sir Simon told him.

   In fact, he can guess even without saying it.

   The bombed high-bubble positions in the No. 4 defense zone were not detected by the radar until the enemy aircraft had approached the visual distance.

  From this point of view, it is indeed possible for the Alliance to use the cover of night to throw the airborne troops under their noses.

   Even if the cruising speed of the "Naodao" fighter jets is fast, it is unlikely that the airborne soldiers will be hit by the moment they spot them before they parachute.

   Looking at Youyou's worried adjutant, Yot patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"Don't worry, General Soft has sent his thousands of troops here. Even if the alliance really threw the paratroopers in our face, we can slap them to death like a mosquito. On the mountainside—one”

   Before his voice fell, the quiet night was suddenly broken by the sound of a gunshot.

   The lights in the middle of the mountain shook violently, and a sapper who was digging a hole fell to the ground. The sapper next to him quickly turned off the flashlight in his hand and lay down.

   However, their movements were still half a beat slower.

   In less than half a second, the sound of intensive gunfire resounded like a cannon on the southeast side of Height 33. The engineer team that was burying explosives suffered heavy casualties in an instant, and there was only a feeble wailing on the mountainside.

   "Enemy attack!"

   Yot, who had recovered his senses, roared and rushed to the nearest bunker. Almost at the same time, a harsh siren rang through the entire position 33.

  "It turned out to be the southeast direction!"

   Looking at the southeast position through the small window of the observation post, Simon's expression moved slightly.

   However, this does not mean that your judgment is wrong.

   Even if they landed behind the hills on the southwest side, those people could follow the anti-slope, go around to their southeast side and attack.

   Perhaps seeing the flattened anti-aircraft gun made them change their attention. Without any hesitation, Simon picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered.

   "The 1st Support Squadron fires flares!"

   At the same time as the order was issued, the mortars directly under the cadre team had quickly arrived at the fighting position.

  With a few bangs, more than a dozen flares rose into the sky, lighting up all the hills around Hill 330.

  I saw figures lying on the hills on the southeast side. They had dug simple foxholes and were firing at Hill 330 with light machine guns and rifles in their hands.

   The distance between the two sides is less than 500 meters.

At the same time, taking advantage of the cover of the night, the two centenarians had already touched the east side of No. 33 and the foot of the south side of the mountain, and a fierce exchange of fire broke out with the nearby sentries and several teams that rushed to the side of the road to support the engineers. .

   Looking at the hills not far away and the flickering fire at the foot of the hill, Simon frowned.

   There are two groups of support, two groups of attack, clear division of labor, and tacit cooperation is indeed worthy of the name of the elite. And with this firepower density, at least four hundred teams!

   Maybe all five are possible!

  If I hadn't come here, Hill 330 would have already fallen into the hands of the Alliance!

  Simmond's mouth curled into a sneer.

  These savages would never have imagined that they were not facing the support squadron with only a hundred people they saw during the day, but the strongest trump card of the 40,000-strong team—always belonging to the 1,000-strong team!

   Picking up the walkie-talkie, Simon ordered in a cold voice.

"All units, pay attention, the troop in front of us is rumored to be the most elite ace of the Alliance, the Burning Corps." "It was this gang who humiliated our Air Force brothers and stole the Heart of Steel. Zhang Na."

   "The **** of the Aero Marines gave them confidence, but this time they obviously picked the wrong opponent!"

   "Hit me hard!"

   "Tell them what a real ace is!"

   The headquarters of the 40,000th army.

   Hearing the news of the attack on Position 330, General Soft, who was greeting Griffin's mother a second ago, broke out in cold sweat instantly.

  Highland 330 is only 17 kilometers from here!

   After looking at the map for so long, he certainly didn't understand what it meant to him once he lost it.

   Not only will the command post be exposed to the firepower projection range of the Alliance, but the four thousand-man teams backed by the defense will also face the 40,000-man team of the Alliance armored forces and support artillery.

   "These beasts are hiding quite deep! Haha, go eat shit!"

   took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat. Soft stared at the strategic map on the table, feeling both fear and excitement.

   He didn't expect that the Alliance would actually dare to throw the airborne troops over without gaining air superiority, and it threw the trump card as soon as it made a move, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

Before   , his judgment was still too absolute. "Absolutely impossible" had to be preceded by a conditional "if the commander of the alliance is not a gambler".

   But fortunately, he was a persuasive person and carried out General Griffin's order, otherwise he would have really capsized in the gutter.

  Soft couldn't help but exclaim.

  "General Griffin is as expected!"

   took a peek at his immediate boss, and Fu Yan, who was standing beside him, silently chose to shut up.

   I don't know which guy it was. After hanging up the phone, he greeted the whole family of General Griffin kindly and finally calmed down his beating heart. Soft looked at his adjutant and gave an order in an excited voice.

"Power up Simon! Tell him that air support is on the way, and let him do whatever it takes to wipe out the elite of the Alliance at the foot of Hill 330!" We win this battle, and the scale of victory is in our hands superior! "

The adjutant    immediately stood straight and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

On the other side of   , the Legion is stationed at the No. 3 Oasis Headquarters.

   General Griffin, who was sitting in the command account, was staring intently at the radio station on the table.

After the current of    shouted, the voice of the pilot came.

   "Here is Tiaodao-1, no enemy planes were found in the target empty city."

   Hearing the unexpected reply, Griffin frowned slightly.

   "Has it been scattered?"

   The staff officer standing by the side also fell into deep thought, and spoke after a while.

   This speed is too fast. "

  According to General Ierriven's deployment, the alliance's airborne troops consisted of the 40,000th army directly under the 1,000-strong team responsible for blocking, and the "Saber" fighter jets were responsible for the coalition air force covering the airborne soldiers.

   However, unexpectedly, the Alliance did not send planes to support the airborne troops attacking Hill 330, and it seemed that they planned to hand over the entire high ground to infantry.

   Not only that, they didn't even see the transport planes that delivered the infantry, and the flappers on the air defense positions of the Assault zone seemed to have disappeared.

   "Did they guess it?" Griffin felt a little proud in his heart, but quickly rejected this possibility.

  If the Alliance knew they were ready to respond, they would not have thrown the paratroopers into position 330 at all.

   Could it be that the Alliance never thought that the 40,000th team would send additional personnel to Hill 330, but was betting that the Legion did not expect that they would repeat the same trick and send airborne troops to sneak attack, so they simply put 330

The high ground    was completely thrown to the infantry.

   A moment of dazedness flashed through those wise pupils, and Griffin was stunned for a few seconds.

   This possibility is not impossible.

   But with their previous performance, they shouldn't suddenly be stupid.

   Underestimating the opponent is a taboo. Griffin's brows were tightened, his eyes fixed on the map, and countless possibilities were quickly pondering in his mind.

   At this time, the staff officer standing by the side reminded.

   "Further south is the Heart of Steel's radar search area. Our planes can't go any further."

  Steel Heart's anti-aircraft guns are very ineffective against supersonic aircraft, and it is basically difficult to hit above Mach 3.

   But on the contrary, under the brilliance of anti-aircraft guns, their planes don't even think about playing a particularly big role.

   Griffin nodded, looked to the side of the signal soldier and ordered.

   "Let the debt knife provide a round of fire support for the defenders of Hill 330, and then immediately return to the frontline airport to stand by."

   "Also, let the Falcon Kingdom 1st Air Squadron lift off to take over the Sabre to provide close support for Hill 330!"

   The communications soldier stood at attention and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

   "Little One!"

  The hills on the southeast side of Highland No. 330.

   The howling bullet rain almost bit the ground with the roar of the machine gun, instantly splashing pieces of boiling dust and broken limbs.

   The sudden empty equipment made the alliance's position instantly misfire for two seconds.

  Although the gunshots continued to sound soon, it was obviously not as imposing as before, and he became a lot more cautious.

   Obviously that wave of empty equipment caused them a lot of casualties.

   lost the cover of the rear fire, and the two centenarians that were invading immediately fell into a dangerous situation.

Simond, who was in command, did not miss this opportunity, and immediately removed a centenary team from other defense areas and transferred it to the east intersection. He planned to go down the mountain to outflank the rear of the alliance's invading troops, and nail the alliance to the two halfway up the mountain. The Centurion is wiped out in one fell swoop!

  Although he has the advantage at the moment, Simon knows very well that his soldiers don't have much ammunition.

   "Haha! Nice job!" Jot waved his fist excitedly as he watched the fighter jets whizzing past.

   The adjutant standing next to him was also very happy.

The    Alliance is probably stunned by now.

   They would never have dreamed that there was only one hundred people on the top of the mountain during the day, why would there be more than a thousand people suddenly.

   Only five hundred men wanted to rush into their position.

  What daydream do you do!

   But at this moment, on the hill on the southwest side, a shadow suddenly appeared behind the swaying sea buckthorn grass, and it rushed down the mountain at a high speed.

   Yot, who was squatting in the observation post to watch the battle, saw something vaguely, but at first he didn't take it too seriously.

   After all, the speed of that thing is too fast,

   Fast is hardly human.

Until the sentry standing guard on the southwest side also noticed something was wrong, and immediately chased the shadows and turned the searchlight to the foothills on the southwest side of the highland, only to see a sharp claw and a tail covered with scaly armor. , Under the illumination of the golden searchlight, it exudes a cold light.

   When the pair of amber pupils met his gaze, Yot's eyes were lost for a moment, and a proud expression condensed back on his face.

   The feeling of being stared at by predators made him feel as if his blood vessels were frozen, and his feet were dipped in lead.

   Even a distance of hundreds of meters, even if he is condescending, cannot bring him the slightest sense of security.

   "Death Claw"

   turned out to be the claw of death!

   But this is Luoxia Province, how could there be such a thing? !

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