This Game is Too Real Chapter 469

   Yotte had no doubts.

   Even the Death Claw, which made countless wastelanders feel terrified, had to go around in the face of the strafing fire of the quadruple 10mm cannon.

However-

   When a quadruple anti-aircraft gun is facing "thousands" of death claws, the positions of the two sides are diametrically opposed.

   "Ahhhh!!"

  The soldiers squatting behind the anti-aircraft guns held the trigger tightly and released orange-yellow tracers towards the foot of the mountain, trying to stop my group of animals from rushing up the mountain.

   However, in the face of the death claw rushing in like a tide, the tongue of flame that spewed from the muzzle was like a candle flickering in the dark.

   seems to disappear into a silent storm at any moment.

   And it did—

The roar of the    machine gun didn't even last for two seconds, and a drone closed its wings and suddenly fell from the sky.

   Before the three soldiers guarding the anti-aircraft gun came back to their senses, the bursting flames engulfed them together with the anti-aircraft gun.

   The fire of the explosion bloomed on the high ground.

   Looking at the machine gun that turned into a mass of twisted steel, the soldiers in the trenches next to him were dumbfounded, and then a fear came from the bottom of their hearts.

   "What is that?!" A ten commander exclaimed, his muzzle twisting back and forth against the sky.

   "Suicide drone!" Yot's eyes were bloodshot for a moment, and he shouted and ordered, "Be careful of those buzzing things! Don't let them get close to the anti-aircraft guns!"

   The remaining three quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft guns began strafing the sky, trying to shoot down the whistling drones.

   However, my random firing is obviously futile for a drone that is "immersed" by an intelligence player.

   Very soon, two anti-aircraft guns were sent away, and only the last one remained on the entire high ground.

   Just when Yot didn't know what to do, the commander Simon beside him yelled at his subordinates.

   "Bomb with EMP!"

   Yotte said quickly in surprise.

   "But your radar—"

   "I can't take care of that much anymore!" Simon pushed aside and shouted in the direction of the mortar position, "Go!"

   After receiving the commander's order, a ten commander rushed to the edge of the mortar position and quickly pulled out a blue-painted one from the box.

   color marked shells.

   grabbed the **** of the cannonball and slammed it on the ground, then threw it into the air with force, and then fell to the ground.

   The whole set of movements is done in one go.

  The dust of the explosion rushed upwards quickly, and the cracked shrapnel flew between the sandbags.

   The energy of the explosive detonation is converted into a pulsed microwave with a peak power of gigawatts by a microwave device!

   A short hum pierced the entire battlefield, creating transient voltages of tens or even hundreds of thousands of volts on the surfaces of countless protected or unprotected conductors.

   A cluster of tiny flames jumped out of the power distribution box in the center of the camp, and then the entire highland fell into darkness, but it was soon relit by flares.

   At the same time, the four-rotor drones that had not yet been detonated approaching the low altitude also fell to the ground like dumplings.

   Insulation is broken down, fuses are blown, radar screens fail, electrical components are burned out, electronic system storage melts…all in an instant.

   The entire battlefield instantly returned to World War II and even World War I from the post-Cold War era. All communication equipment was useless, and communication was completely dependent on roaring.

  500 meters away from the mountain col, he rolled his eyes and almost dropped his line, and took off the earphones on his head cursingly.

   "Grass! I played hard enough for this guy!"

   is looking at the VM.

   "For the Alliance!!"

   Hundreds of meters of high slopes are fleeting.

Urging his mount to dash forward, the edge paddled against the back of the Death Claw, and rushed to the front, aiming at the trench closest to the hillside, and then forcefully threw it to the front position. Prepared in advance. wooden handle grenade.

   "Bomb!"

   Hearing the order to drop the bomb, the wolf cavalry in the front row threw out the grenades in their hands, and some took out the "Whirlwind" grenade launcher.

  It is a weapon produced by Goblin Technology. It imitates the runner design of the MGL grenade launcher. It can empty all six grenades within three seconds, and instantly launch a wave of medium-distance suppressive firepower.

   The fire of the explosion lit up the trenches.

More than a dozen Wieland soldiers were killed on the spot, and the remaining one retreated in horror, trying to retreat to the rear line of defense, but before they could climb out of the half-dug trench, they were galloped by the wolves. The cavalry opened the skull with a shovel.

   Watching the Death Claw rushing into the position from the southwest side, the Wieland soldiers squatting in the trenches widened their eyes.

   "What monster is that?!"

   "Death Claw! It's Death Claw!"

   that lives in a swamp or

   Devil in the Rainforest

  I would never have dreamed that I would see them in the desert, and I would never have imagined that some of my alien species standing at the top of the food chain would be used as mounts by barbarians!

   But there is no time for us to think at this moment, the bright bayonet and flashing gunfire have comforted our faces!

   A ten-man team was instantly submerged under the iron hooves of the wolf cavalry.

   followed by a whole trench!

  My monsters rushing across the battlefield ignore the terrain at all, they are like cuirassiers flying over the walls, and every swing of their claws can take away a fresh life.

   And under the protection of the exoskeleton, it is almost impossible to kill it!

   As the wolf cavalry rushed into the position, the stalemate in the middle distance turned into a hand-to-hand fight.

   The feint unit that was originally in charge of the attack, after hearing the whistle of the charge, launched a charge towards the chaotic position.

  The two sides were so close to each other that they could see each other's nostrils, fighting for every trench, every rock, and even every sandbag bunker in the rugged position...

   The trailing light is like sparks flying on a bonfire, and there is no wind in the night sky, and almost every ray of fire that goes out is stained with scorched blood.

   Hill 330, shrouded in darkness, was lit by burning flames.

   At the same time, in the night sky north of the highlands, fifty "Eagle" fighter jets appeared below the clouds.

   "The exchange of fire on Hill 330 is fierce, the two sides have started a melee, and the frontline troops have not responded to your signals..." Staring at the position where the exchange of fire continued, Akante picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the situation of the frontline to the rear through the airborne radio.

   Zai is the captain of the 1st Squadron of the Falcon Kingdom. The mission given to Zai by the Army Aviation Command Center is to lead the 1st Squadron to support the friendly forces on Hill 330.

   In any case, Hill 330 cannot be lost!

  Otherwise, the entire 40,000th team will be in crisis!

  Arcante was naturally aware of the importance of my mission, but there was chaos on the ground, and I couldn't see anything clearly. The ground troops were more like deaf people and didn't respond to the calls of the presence.

The    command also couldn't contact those armies, and could only order them to provide support to friendly forces based on their own judgment.

   But I was blinded by the lights and couldn't see anything clearly.

   Let alone support.

"Oh shit…"

   hung up the communication, Arcante was about to order the descending height, when suddenly he saw a looming black dot from under the clouds in the south.

   is the plane of the Alliance!

  Arcante's pupils contracted violently.

The scene before    reminded Za of the fierce battle that broke out over the city of abundance that day.

   Honestly, the Soyuz planes were not very impressive.

  Although they are also propeller planes, in terms of maneuverability and shooting accuracy, those planes are more than a little bit worse than the "Eagle" fighters provided by the Legion.

  If I have to say, those planes are just like a random piece of things, nothing but cheap.

   However, the pilots who flew the planes left a very deep impression.

  The pilots of the alliance are like evil spirits who are not afraid of death.

but-

   I don't have the Heart of Steel to provide cover for us!

   Without the slightest hesitation, Arcante switched the onboard radio to the formation channel and gave a loud command to the walkie-talkie.

   "An enemy aircraft group is found due south!"

   "Prepare to meet!"

   Never let my planes get close to Hill 330!

  Before supporting the friendly forces, we need to get rid of some of my troubles!

   At the same time, on the opposite side of the Falcon Kingdom's first flying formation.

   Looking at the swarm of aircraft that was rushing towards him, Mosquito's eyes not only did not have any fear, but instead flickered with excitement.

   The "Saber" fighter of the previous legion came to the Heart of Steel for a walk and returned, and the two sides couldn't help each other.

  The prudent manager deliberately waited for the other party to go far away and the fuel consumption was almost exhausted before letting the carrier-based aircraft on the airship take off.

   Mosquito thought that my **** mission would be boring, after all, the mobile radar station deployed by the Legion in Oasis No. 3 could not search for them beyond visual distance.

However-

  Dog planning did not disappoint!

When    pushed down the afterburner valve, Mosquito grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted excitedly.

   "Attention all squads, the enemy fighter group is found in the due north! Formation A continues to carry out the **** mission! Formation B comes with you! Brothers, we are rushing!"

The   communication channel was very busy with the replies from the squad leaders.

"receive!"

  Forty W-2 "Mosquito" attack planes immediately left the flight formation and greeted the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom without hesitation.

  The two sides are like lancers with spears, aiming at each other's vital points, no one admits counsel, and no one turns to avoid it.

   If anyone was cowardly when I was, even if it was just a moment of hesitation, I shifted the joystick in my hand—

   is equivalent to throwing the tail to the opposite side to bite!

   close to effective range.

   Both sides pulled the trigger to fire almost at the same time!

  The hot and thick gun flame boiled the originally soft night wind, and the thick and long tracers covered the night sky, tearing the tranquility of the night to shreds.

   In a split second, black smoke or even flames rose from dozens of planes. The two sides went from lining up to be shot to death, turning into a dogfight where you chase after you.

   For a while, a burning iron rain fell from the sky, and the fire of war seemed to extend from the ground to the sky.

The forty W-2 "Mosquitos" that left the formation were likely to suffer more than half of the casualties. However, the first flying formation of the Falcon Kingdom did not get any benefit. The fifty "Eagles" were forcibly replaced by fifteen. shelf.

   Looking at the dozen or so holes punched in the wings and hatch, Arcante clenched his teeth and used all his strength to pull the out-of-control nose back.

   looked back at the night sky behind him, who was about to look for the next target, and suddenly noticed an abnormality in the flying formation that continued to move forward.

   The other party did not send all the planes up, some of them had already flown behind them and continued to the north.

  Isn't our target Hill 330?

   "Something's wrong...my planes are weird."

  Arcante frowned, passing through the thin clouds.

   Moonlight, barely able to see the several planes that were guarded in the center of the fleet.

   That silhouette…

   is a transport plane? !

   was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of fear was written on his face.

   Without any hesitation, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly.

   "Report to headquarters! Enemy transport aircraft found!"

   "...The enemy aircraft group has crossed Hill 330 and is heading towards the command post of the 40,000th Army!"

   Immediately after switching to the formation channel, he roared and ordered.

   "The enemy

  Transporter is breaking through your defense zone! "

   "I'll stop them for you!"

   Probably finally realized something.

The   Falcon Kingdom flying formation suddenly gave up the fight with the Goblin Corps and chased after the Alliance's transport aircraft like crazy.

   But it was clearly too late.

   With Mosquito's order, the escorting B formation turned around and charged towards the chasing "Eagle" fighter.

   At the same time, the transport planes flattened the fuselage and opened the doors.

The    red alarm bell rang, and players wearing exoskeletons got up one after another from the seats on both sides of the cabin, carrying umbrella bags to the cabin door and lined up in a neat queue.

  The air engulfed in the cabin made the angular armor whistled, and the flames of the machine guns and the long tracers flickered outside the cabin.

   A pair of eyes could not see the slightest fear.

   Only burning fighting intent!

  I am the stage that belongs to the present.

  Standing at the door of the cabin, the old white wearing the "Dragoon" power armor shouted loudly on the communication channel.

   "Watch your map, watch your feet!"

   "Your target is the command post of the 40,000th Army, remember not to hang on the anti-aircraft guns, let alone step on the heads of the brothers of the Death Corps!"

   "When the troubles under your feet are resolved, you can go and help us!"

"Jump-!"

   The clean roar blended into the howling evening wind, and Lao Bai stepped out of the cabin first, and jumped into the hail of bullets with a group of teammates armed to the teeth.

  Compared to the evening that landed on the Heart of Steel—

  My firepower is nothing at all.

   Parachutes bloomed in the sky, like dandelions floating in the fire, falling towards the ground under the cover of night.

   And below us, the dimly lit camp was like a beacon in a storm, guiding us.

   sensed the situation in the air.

  The only remaining anti-aircraft gun on Hill 330 tried to fire at the Burning Corps, but within two seconds of firing, it was sent away with grenades by the rushing wolf cavalry.

   At the same time, a jet plane was galloping in the sky hundreds of kilometers away.

  The model of that plane was the Sabre that returned earlier.

   just before

The    line airport had finished supplying, and almost before he got out of the cabin, he received the order to take off again.

   Looking at the twinkling sparks of fire in the night sky in the distance, Yukal, who was sitting in the cabin, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

  Propeller planes…

   Just my slow and mosquito-like little guys, press the machine gun more

   Even 0.1 seconds is a waste of ammo!

  It's a pity that I didn't see a flapper.

   The five little flies just showed their faces during the day, and immediately hid back on the airship.

   But it doesn't matter.

   No matter what the pilots of the alliance are driving, they will let them remember with their bodies, how to write the word "death"!

  Yukal calmly pushed down the throttle valve, the flames ejected from the rear engine suddenly enlarged, and the speed was very fast to break through Mach 3. He accelerated towards the battlefield 100 kilometers away.

   However, in an instant, Yukar's heart suddenly felt a warning sign, and he tilted the joystick almost instinctively.

  The flames flashed away from the bottom of the cloud, and before he could even see what the plane looked like, the sound of breaking the sound barrier almost penetrated his eardrums.

   Good to go!

   Yukal, who had survived the disaster, had his heart beating wildly, glanced at the unresponsive airborne radar, and then suddenly looked behind him, but he couldn't see anything.

   In just a moment, an aircraft almost "swooshed" by the side, and the air compressed by the wing would be violently pulled to the left, and even nearly shattered the hatch cover!

   That speed must be at least Mach 3!

   The relative speed of Mach 6 is two kilometers in one second!

  I can be sure that the other party just rushed and perished together. And in order not to expose the target in advance. Not even firing!

   What tactics am I? !

   "My guy... so crazy!"

   There is no doubt that the opposite and the same are jets.

  Through the cabin glass, I could vaguely see a blue flame looming under the clouds - it was the tail flame of the engine!

   Suppressing his manic heartbeat, Yukar tilted the joystick to the right, trying to see where the fighter was, while trying to cut to the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane from the right.

   However, the opponent is obviously a veteran!

While doing the high-G turning maneuver, the opponent responded almost at the same time, opened the speedbrake and made a sharp turn defense, pulled the nose in the direction of the bending center, and tangentially at a lower speed. within the

side.

   "Om-!"

  The machine gun bullets whizzed past, almost rubbing the wingtips and flew over. Hearing the sound of the machine gun from a distance, Yukar broke out in a cold sweat.

   "Grass!"

   is almost…

   The car that was almost there turned into a pile of scrap metal!

   For eight years, the opponents I have encountered are basically propeller planes.

   Even if you occasionally encounter some strange things that burn coal or oil, it is rare to see a supersonic fighter that can break the sound barrier.

  I can feel that the performance of the aircraft is not outstanding, whether it is maneuverability or maximum speed, it is better.

However-

   The pilot of the other party filled my flaw with his superb driving skills, accurately grasping the flaw in an instant.

   Unlike himself, who has been targeting indigenous peoples for many years, that person clearly knows better how to deal with opponents who are more mobile.

   I didn't expect to meet an equal opponent in my barren desert, and Yukar's heart couldn't help but ignite a turbulent fighting spirit.

   "Come on! Show you what you can do!"

   was muttering in his mouth, and at the same time as he drained the fuel and opened the speedbrake, he slammed the joystick in the opposite direction with both hands, preparing to bite back at the rear hemisphere of the bandit.

   The Falcon Kingdom's squadrons can only rely on themselves.

   I hope that we can live up to our expectations...

   At the same time, Luo Yu, who was driving the "Lingyun" fighter, clicked his tongue.

   "10G acceleration...・・Is my guy also an Awakened?"

  Not just pilots…

  The performance of that plane is also outrageous!

   Originally, considering that the performance gap is too large, there is no chance of winning the dogfight, so I plan to exchange it for one that is obviously more expensive and send it away.

   In the end, I didn't expect my move "Dali Flying Bricks" to be avoided!

   Not only that, with two TV bullets hanging on it, and the back hemisphere being bitten by himself, the opposite side made a sharp turn to avoid the shuttle machine gun that was fired when the talent was turned on!

   As far as my mobility is concerned, if it is put into reality, I am afraid that even the F-22 is not its opponent.

   However, it is quite outrageous that my strong aircraft is equipped with the airborne radar and stealth materials of my crotch, and even air-to-air missiles cannot be pulled out.

   Watching the opponent completely abandon the supporting friendly fighter group

  's fantasy, turned the nose to kill himself first, Luo Yu took a deep breath, and the fighting spirit also ignited in his chest.

   Just right!

   Holding the joystick tightly with both hands, staring at the looming black spot outside the cabin, he squeezed out a half sentence between his teeth.

   "Look straight at you - cub!"

  The two jet fighters entered the fight on the level, the engines of both sides drew a scissors-shaped trajectory in the air, and the machine guns bit each other and competed for each other's rear hemisphere.

   is not far away.

The fighter group of the    Alliance and the fighter group of the Falcon Kingdom have yet to decide the winner, and the remaining ten fighters are still fighting fiercely.

  Highland 330 turned into a **** meat grinder, the wolf cavalry rushing to the highland recklessly rushed to kill the fleeing infantry.

  Although Simon was still leading the 40,000-strong team to fight stubbornly, but due to the delay in waiting for the effective reinforcement of the Air Force, the scale of victory was obviously already in the hands of the Alliance.

   However, the alliance seems to be not satisfied with the three ongoing battles, and has opened up four more battlefields tonight!

   Above the sky lit by tracers, the sky-soaked parachute fell from the sky and reflected in every eye on the ground.

  The guards stationed in the camp raised their rifles and fired at the sky. However, in the face of the dark night sky and the parachute that was gliding and falling, it was impossible to hit effectively. Even if they were lucky enough to hit a shot, it would be difficult to penetrate the armor of the exoskeleton.

   The distance of hundreds of meters is fleeting.

   A power armor with three parachutes was the first to land in the center of the camp.

   I saw that the man ignored the hail of bullets shot at him, skillfully swung the combat knife to cut the paracord, and then took off the light machine gun hanging on the armor like a stream of water, and fired a burst of fire at the camp.

   "Get down if you don't want to die!" While venting firepower, he turned on the speaker and pushed forward.

  With the deployment of the power armor, hundreds of soldiers wearing exoskeletons also landed in various places in the camp.

   In addition, there were more than 50 Y-"Butterfly Knife" quadrotor drones with muzzles hanging down with my group of airborne soldiers.

   The guards who had almost no chance to go to the front line, where would they be the opponents of my monsters, and they were killed almost with just one touch.

   Standing at the door of the camp, General Soft stared blankly at the camp where the gunfire was boiling.

   Airborne...

  The ace of the Alliance…

   Those turbid pupils flashed for a moment of absence, and my absence turned into deep despair.

   The entire camp consisted of only six centurions.

   And among my six centenarians, including more than half of the logistics units such as communications, transportation, engineers, etc., the only ones with real combat effectiveness are probably only a guard team and an officer corps.

   Neither the guards nor the officer corps is a direct combat force, and it may be an opponent of the elite troops of the alliance.

  What are you holding? !

  's shoulders and lips trembled uncontrollably, Soft's old face flushed red, clenching his fists, finally unable to hold back his emotions, he cursed loudly.

   "…My **** skunk!"

   If it wasn't for that skunk's leapfrog commander and the transfer of his own thousand-person team, how could it have ended up where I am now!

   "That idiot must take full responsibility for my battle! When I return to Triumph City... I must be like a legion commander in one book!"

   Looking at General Soft, who was blowing his beard and staring at him, the adjutant beside him was so anxious that he didn't even know where his hat was, and he grabbed his arm and pleaded.

   "General, now is not the time to talk about me! The Alliance voted at least 500 to my son—no, more than 1,000 people, hurry up and withdraw!"

  Soft's face stiffened, his Adam's apple moved.

   Although he was reluctant to leave his subordinates and run away alone, he knew that if he fell into the hands of the Alliance, the situation would only get worse.

   Listening to the gunshots coming and going in the camp, I lowered my trembling voice.

   "Maps and documents... burnt?"

The adjutant    nodded quickly.

"It's all burnt! You've blown up the table on the radio!" "Very good... I've written down my revenge, and I will repay it every day!" Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a sentence, and Soft turned his head to look at his own. Adjutant, "You withdraw!"

   "I want you!"

   took Soft for a trot, and the adjutant quickly got into the jeep parked at the gate of the barracks, but just as he was about to start it, he could not find the key.

   "The key... Strange, where did the key go?"

   Was it still in me just now?

   The adjutant was sweating profusely, rummaging around in the driver's seat.

  Soft stared at me with wide eyes, a guy who has more than enough success, and was about to scold him as an idiot, when a light cough suddenly came from behind the two of them.

   The two quickly turned to look behind the jeep.

  I saw a soldier wearing an exoskeleton standing beside the road.

  Zai carried a sniper rifle on his right shoulder and tossed a bunch of car keys in his left hand, looking at the two people in the jeep with a smile.

  The man with the whole foot was sneering at his funny performance.

   "Are you looking for me?"

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