Jott had no doubts.
Even the Claw of Death, which scared countless wasteland tourists, had to circumvent the four-unit 10mm cannon.
However
When a four-unit anti-aircraft gun faces thousands of death claws, the positions of both sides are completely opposite.
Ahahah ！！！
The soldiers squatting behind the anti-aircraft cannons held the trigger tightly and vented orange traces to the foot of the mountain, trying to prevent the group of animals from rushing to the top of the mountain.
However, facing the claws of death that were rushing like a tide, the tongue of flames spewing out of the muzzle was like a candle swaying in the darkness.
It seems to disappear into the silent storm at any time.
And that's true
The roar of the cannon did not even last for two seconds. A drone closed its wings and suddenly fell from the sky.
Before the three soldiers guarding the anti-aircraft guns could come to their senses, the bursting fire swallowed them and the anti-aircraft guns.
Explosive flames bloomed on the high ground.
Looking at the cannon that turned into a ball of twisted steel, the soldiers in the trench next to him were stunned, and a sense of fear arose from the bottom of his heart.
What is that?!A ten-man exclaimed, twisting his gun back and forth towards the sky.
Suicide drone!Jot's eyes were filled with blood for a moment, and he shouted and ordered, be careful of those buzzing things!Don't let them get close to anti-aircraft guns!
The remaining three four-unit anti-aircraft guns began to strafuse into the sky, trying to shoot down the whistling drone.
However, this kind of unruly random fire is obviously futile for the drone operated by intellectual players.
Soon two more anti-aircraft guns were sent away, leaving only the last one on the entire high ground.
Just when Jott didn't know what to do, Simmond, the commander of the thousands of men, shouted at his subordinates.
Use EMP to bomb!
Jot was shocked and said quickly.
But our radar
I can't care so much!Simmond pushed him away and shouted in the direction of the mortar position, hurry up!
Upon receiving the command from the commander, a suffragette had already rushed to the edge of the mortar position and quickly pulled out a blue-marked cannonball from the box.
He grabbed the shell and knocked his butt on the ground, then he threw it hard into the air and then fell to the ground.
The whole set of actions was completed in one go.
The explosion of dust rushed up quickly, and cracked shrapnel whizzed among the sandbags.
The energy detonated by the explosive is converted into pulsed microwaves with a peak power of gigawatts!
A short humming sound penetrated the entire battlefield, forming transient pulse voltages of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of volts on countless protected or unprotected conductors.
A cluster of tiny flames popped out of the distribution box in the center of the camp, and then the entire high ground fell into darkness, but was soon re-lit by the flares.
At the same time, the four-rotor drones that had not yet been detonated fell to the ground like dumplings.
The insulation layer was broken, the fuse was blown, the radar screen failed, the electrical components were burned out, the electronic system storage was melted... Everything happened in an instant.
The entire battlefield instantly retreated from the post-Cold War era to World War II and even World War I. All communication equipment lost its function, and contact was entirely based on yelling.
In the valley five hundred meters away, the big eyes almost fell off when they turned around and took off the headphones they were wearing on their heads cursingly.
Grass!These guys are playing hard!
He looked at the VM.
A snow-white screen has appeared on it.
Although the vital sign monitor has certain resistance to EMP, it is only for the EMP weapons deployed in wide areas and the accompanying EMP damage of nuclear explosions.
For such electromagnetic pulses that explode at close range, the pressure is still quite large.
At least the fuse cannot be kept.
A new Cute from the Intellectual Department patted his VM in a daze. Seeing that the screen was completely stuck, he complained with whispers.
Damn... I've done nothing in the system interface!
It's probably EMP, just change the fuse, it's not a big problem!Big Eye took off the VM and threw it on the ground, ready to charge!
Do we also go to the intelligence department?The newcomer said in a daze.
Nonsense, rolled his eyes at the guy, and picked up the rifle placed on the ground with big eyes. Will the summoner stop fighting without the blue strips? Brothers, come with me!
Aaa！
Seeing that all the leaders were on the team, several intelligence players also picked up their rifles, recalling the postures they learned from the pangolin, and charged towards the opposite Highland No. 330.
Due to the failure of the communication device, the battlefield was in chaos. In addition to the roar and shouting, there were endless gunshots and explosions.
In addition to a few drone operators, the Wolf Cavalry unit is undoubtedly the most affected by EMP, and the neural connection equipment installed on the back of the claw of Death has been seriously affected.
However, only part of it was affected.
Most of the death claws have been domesticated by players. Even without the interference of neural connection devices, they can still execute the owner's commands if they are used to obedience.
But there are also many people who are out of control due to injury or ferocity.
Once an out-of-control situation occurs, in order to avoid the chain reaction caused by this, even if you are reluctant to leave, the player can only endure the pain of filling his mount.
The high ground is right in front!
Rush up!!!
He pulled off the failed headset, took out the charge whistle and held it in his mouth, blew it with all his strength.
The harsh whistle sounded throughout the position and completely ignited the blood in everyone's hearts.
Kill AhAh!
For the Alliance!!!
The hundreds of meters of high slopes are fleeting.
He urged his mount to advance, paddling against the back of the claw of Death, rushed to the front with his horse, aimed at the trench closest to the hillside, and then threw the prepared wooden grenade to the position ahead.
bomb!
Hearing the order to drop bombs, the wolf cavalry in the front row threw out the grenades in their hands, and some took out the cyclone grenade launcher.
It is a weapon produced by Goblin Technology, which is imitated with the wheel design of the MGL grenade launcher. It can kill all six grenades in three seconds, instantly launching a wave of medium-range suppression firepower.
The explosion of fire lit up in the trenches.
More than a dozen Willant soldiers were killed on the spot, leaving one retreating in horror, trying to retreat to the back line. However, before they could climb out of the trench halfway, the skull was lifted by the galloping wolf cavalry with engineer shovels.
Looking at the Claw of Death who rushed to the position from the southwest side, the Willant soldiers squatting in the trenches widened their eyes.
What kind of monster is that?!
Claws of Death!It's the claw of death!
The demon who lives in a swamp or a rainforest...
They never dreamed that they would see them in the desert, and they could not imagine that these alien species standing at the top of the food chain were actually regarded as mounts by the barbarians!
But there was no time for them to think at this moment, and the bright bayonet and flashing gun flames were already on their faces!
A team of ten people was instantly submerged under the iron hooves of the wolf cavalry.
Next is a whole trench!
These monsters rushing around the battlefield completely ignore the terrain. They are like chest plaque cavalry flying over the eaves and walls. Every swing of sharp claws can take away a fresh life.
And with the protection of the exoskeleton, it is so difficult to kill it!
As the wolf cavalry rushed to the position, the battle quickly changed from a middle-distance stalemate to a close-killing battle.
The feint attack troops were originally in charge, and after hearing the whistle of the charge, they charged towards the position that was in chaos.
Both sides were close enough to see each other's nostrils, fighting for every trench, every rock, and even every sandbag bunker on the rugged positions...
Traces of tracery are like sparks flying on a bonfire, automatically in the night sky without wind, and almost every extinguished fire is stained with scorched blood.
……
The 330 Highlands shrouded in the night were lit by burning flames.
At the same time, in the night sky in the northern part of the Highlands, fifty Eagle fighters appeared under the clouds.
The firefighting in Highland No. 330 was fierce, and the two sides had already started a melee, and the front-line troops did not respond to our signal... Staring at the position where the firefighting sounds continued, Akant picked up the intercom and reported the situation on the front line to the rear through the onboard radio.
He is the captain of the Falcon Kingdom's First Flight Squadron, and the mission assigned to him by the Legion's Army Air Command Center was to lead the First Flight Squadron to support friendly forces in Heights 330.
In any case, Highland No. 330 cannot be lost!
Otherwise, the entire 40,000-man team will be in crisis!
Akant naturally knew the importance of this mission, but the position was in chaos and could not see anything clearly. The ground forces were more like deaf people, without any response to his call.
The command center also cannot contact those troops, so it can only order them to make independent judgments based on the situation to support friendly forces.
But this is dark and can't see anything clearly, let alone support.
Oh shit……
After hanging up the communication, Akant was about to order the height to fall when suddenly he saw black dots looming from below the clouds in the south.
It's the Alliance's plane!
Akante's pupils contracted violently.
The scene in front of him reminded him of the fierce battle that broke out over the capital of fertility that day.
Honestly, the Alliance's planes didn't impress him very much.
Although they are also propeller aircraft, those aircraft are more than a little different from the Eagle fighter jets provided to them by the Legion, both in terms of maneuverability and shooting accuracy.
If you insist on saying it, those planes are like pieces of random pieces, and they are useless except cheap.
However, the pilots who flew the plane left a very deep impression on him.
The pilots of the alliance are like evil spirits who are not afraid of death. Even if they fight for the plane to destroy people, they have to replace their opponents.
but
This time there is no Iron Heart to provide cover for them!
Without a trace of hesitation, Akant switched the onboard radio to the formation channel and ordered loudly toward the intercom.
An enemy aircraft group was discovered directly south!
Ready to fight!
Never let these planes approach Height No. 330!
Before supporting friendly forces, they need to solve these problems first!
Meanwhile, opposite the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom.
Looking at the group of machines rushing towards him, the mosquito's eyes were not afraid, but instead shining with excitement.
The previous Legion's Saber fighter came to the Iron Heart for a walk and then returned. Both sides could not do anything to each other.
The cautious manager deliberately waited for the other party to go away, and the fuel was almost exhausted, so the carrier-based aircraft on the airship took off.
Mosquito thought this escort mission would be boring, after all, the legion's mobile radar station deployed in Oasis 3 could not search them from a visual distance.
However
The dog planning did not disappoint him!
While pushing the afterburner valve, the mosquito grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted excitedly.
All teams should pay attention to the enemy fighter fleet found in the north!Team A continues to carry out the escort mission!Follow me in formation B!Brothers, rush to them!
The answers from the team leader were soon heard from the communication channel.
receive!
Forty W-2 mosquito attack aircraft immediately left the flight formation and unswervingly headed towards the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom.
Both sides were like lancers who set up spears, facing each other's key points. No one admitted defeat, and no one changed direction and avoided it.
If anyone is afraid at this time, even if hesitates for a moment, he will shift the joystick in his hand
It's like throwing the tail to the other side to bite!
Close to effective range.
Both sides pulled the trigger of the firing almost at the same time!
The hot and thick gun flames boiled the originally soft evening breeze, and thick tracers covered the night sky, tearing the tranquility of the night to pieces.
In an instant, more than a dozen planes raised black smoke and even flames, and the battle between the two sides quickly turned into a battle of chasing each other.
For a moment, a burning iron rain fell from the sky, and the fire of war seemed to extend from the ground to the sky.
Forty W-2 Mosquitoes that left the formation soon suffered more than half of their casualties, but the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom did not get any benefits. Fifteen of the Falcons were forcibly replaced by fifteen.
Looking at the dozen or so gun holes that were shot out of the wings and hatchback, Akant gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull the out-of-control nose back.
He looked back at the night sky behind him and was about to find the next target. Suddenly, he noticed a trace of abnormality from the flight formation that continued to move forward.
The other party did not send all the planes, and some of them had already flown behind them and continued to head north.
Isn’t their target Height No. 330?
Something wrong…these planes are weird.
Akant frowned, and with the moonlight passing through the thin clouds, he could barely see the several planes protected in the middle of the fleet.
That outline...
Is it a transport aircraft?!
He was slightly stunned, and a hint of fear was written on his face.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed the intercom and shouted loudly.
Report to the command center!Discover enemy transport planes!
...The enemy aircraft group has crossed Highland No. 330 and is moving towards the command post of the 40,000th person team!
Then he switched to the formation channel and roared and ordered.
Enemy transport planes are breaking through our defense zone!
Stop them for me!
Probably finally realized something.
The Falcon Kingdom Flight Formation suddenly gave up the fight with the Goblin Corps and chased the Alliance's transport fleet like crazy.
But it was obviously too late.
With the mosquito's order, the A formation, which was escorting, turned around and rushed towards the pursuit of the Eagle fighter.
At the same time, transport aircraft were placed flattened and the hatch door was opened.
A red alarm rings, and players wearing exoskeletons get up from the seats on both sides of the cabin, walk to the cabin door with an umbrella bag, and line up in an orderly queue.
The airflow involved in the cabin scraped the angular armor and made a loud noise, and the flames of the cannons flashed outside the cabin and thick traces.
There was no trace of fear in my eyes.
Only the burning fighting spirit!
This is their stage.
Standing at the door of the cabin, Lao Bai, wearing Dragoon power armor, said loudly in the communication channel with a loud voice.
Pay attention to your map and your feet!
Our goal is the command post of the 40,000th man team. Remember not to hang it on the anti-aircraft cannon, and don’t step on the heads of the brothers of the Death Corps!
After solving the troubles under your feet, we will help them!
Jump!
The clean and neat roar merged into the howling evening breeze. Lao Bai took the lead in stepping out of the cabin and jumped into the rain of bullets with a group of small team members armed to their teeth.
Compared to the evening when I landed on the Iron Heart
This little 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 them, the dimly lit camp was like a lighthouse in a storm, guiding them.
I noticed the situation in the air.
The only air defense cannon left on the No. 330 Highland tried to fire at the Burning Corps, but less than two seconds after firing, it was sent away by the wolf cavalry who rushed up with grenades.
At the same time, a jet plane was speeding up in the sky hundreds of kilometers away.
The model of the plane was the Sabre that had returned to the previous flight.
He had just completed the supply at the frontline airport, but he almost received the order to take off again before he got out of the cabin.
Looking at the twinkling flames in the night sky in the distance, Yukal, who was sitting in the cabin, raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Propeller aircraft...
Just these little guys who are slow like mosquitoes, he feels that he is wasting ammunition if he presses the cannon for 01 seconds!
Unfortunately, I didn't see the flapping wing.
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 pilot in the alliance is driving, he will ask them to use their bodies to remember how to write the word death!
Yukal calmly pushed down the throttle valve, and the flames ejected from the tail engine suddenly amplified, quickly breaking through Mach 3, and accelerated towards the battlefield a hundred kilometers away.
However, at this moment, Yukal suddenly had a warning in his heart, and he almost instinctively deflected the joystick.
The flame flashed from below the clouds, and he didn't even see what the plane looked like, and the explosion that penetrated the sound barrier almost penetrated his eardrums.
So fast!
Yukal, who had survived the disaster, had his heart pounded wildly, glanced at the unresponsive airborne radar, and then looked behind him, but could see nothing.
Just in the moment, an airplane almost whizzed to his side, and the air compressed by the wings pulled him to the left, and even almost shattered his hatch!
That speed must be at least Mach 3!
The relative speed of Mach 6 is two kilometers in one second!
He could be sure that the other party was just now trying to die with him.And in order not to expose the target in advance, he did not even fire!
What is this tactic?!
Is this guy... crazy?
There is no doubt that the opposite side is also a jet plane as him.
Through the cabin glass, he vaguely saw the blue flame looming under the clouds, which was the tail flame of the engine!
Restraining his manic heartbeat, Yukal tilted the joystick to the right, trying to see the position of the fighter while trying to cut from the right to the rear half of the enemy plane.
However, the other party is obviously a veteran!
While he was doing high G slewing maneuver, the other party responded almost at the same time, turning on the deceleration plate while turning on the deceleration plate, pulling the head in the direction of his bend center, and tangling toward his inner side at a lower speed.
Buzz!
The cannon bullets roared past and almost flew over his wingtips. When Yukal heard the sound of the cannon coming from afar, he burst into cold sweat behind him.
Grass!
Just a little bit...
Almost his car turned into a pile of scrap metal!
Over the past eight years, he has basically encountered propeller planes.
Even if you occasionally encounter some weird things like burning coal or oil, you rarely see supersonic fighters that can break through sound barriers.
He could feel that the performance of the aircraft was not outstanding, and he was better in terms of maneuverability and maximum speed.
However
However, the other party's pilot filled this defect with his superb driving skills and accurately grasped his instant flaw.
Unlike himself, who had always targeted the indigenous airstrikes, the man obviously knew better how to fight an opponent with better mobility.
Unexpectedly, he encountered a rival with equal strength in this barren desert, and Yukal couldn't help but feel a surging fighting spirit in his heart.
bring it on!Let me see your skills!
He muttered, while retracting the oil and opening the speed reduction plate, he slammed the joystick in the opposite direction with both hands, ready to bite the rear half of the enemy plane.
The Falcon Kingdom's flight squadron can only rely on themselves.
I hope they will be more successful...
At the same time, Luo Yu, who was driving the Lingyun fighter, tickled.
10G acceleration...Is this guy also an awakened person?
Not just pilots...
The performance of the aircraft is also outrageous!
Considering that the performance gap is too large and there is no chance of winning the dog fight, he planned to send it away with a significantly more expensive opponent.
Unexpectedly, this move, Dali Fei Brick was actually avoided!
Not only that, when two TV bullets were useless and he was bitten by himself, the opposite side actually made a sharp turn to avoid a cannon he fired from his talent!
With this maneuverability alone, if it is put into reality, I am afraid that even the F-22 is not its opponent.
However, it is ridiculous that such a strong aircraft is equipped with such poor airborne radar and stealth materials, and even air-to-air missiles cannot be taken out.
Seeing that the other party completely abandoned the fantasy of supporting the friendly fighter fleet and turned the plane head to deal with him first, Luo Yu took a deep breath and his desire to fight was also ignited in his chest.
It's just right!
Holding the joystick with both hands, he stared at the looming black dot outside the cabin, and squeezed out half of his words from his teeth.
Look directly at my cub!
……
The two jet fighters entered a horizontal battle, and the engines of both sides drew scissor-shaped trajectories in the air, and the cannons bit each other, fighting for the other's rear half.
Just not far away.
The alliance's fighter fleet and the Falcon Kingdom's fighter fleet have not yet decided to win, and the only dozen remaining fighters are still fighting fiercely.
Highland No. 330 turned into a bloody meat grinder, and the wolf cavalry rushed to the highland to rush to the fleeing infantry.
Although Simmond still led the 1,000 direct subordinates of the 40,000 men to fight stubbornly, due to the delay in waiting for effective reinforcements from the Air Force, the balance of victory was obviously in the hands of the league.
However, the Alliance did not seem to be content with the three ongoing battles and soon opened up another fourth battlefield tonight!
Above the traced sky, parachutes all over the sky fell from the sky and reflected in every pair of eyes on the ground.
The guards stationed in the camp raised their rifles and pointed at the sky to fire. However, facing the dark night sky and the parachute that had fallen slippery and fell, it was difficult to penetrate the exoskeleton's armor even if they were lucky enough to hit a shot.
Hundreds of meters are fleeting.
A power armor with three parachutes was the first to land in the center of the camp.
The man actually ignored the bullets that were shooting at him, skillfully waved his combat knife to cut the umbrella rope, then took off the light machine gun hanging on the armor like a flowing water, and shot at the camp.
If you don’t want to die, just lie down!While venting his fire, he turned on the speakers and pushed forward.
As the power armor was deployed, hundreds of soldiers wearing exoskeletons also landed everywhere in the camp.
In addition, more than fifty Y-2 butterfly knife quadrotor drones with muzzles were falling along with this group of airborne troops.
The guards who had almost no chance to go to the front line would not be the opponent of these monsters. They were killed in a defeat after almost just one contact.
Standing at the door of the camp, General Soft stared blankly at the camp where gunfire sounds.
Airborne troops...
The Alliance's Ace Force...
The turbid pupils flashed for a moment and the loss of consciousness quickly turned into deep despair.
There are only six hundred-man troops in the entire camp.
Among these six hundred-man teams, most of the logistics units including communications, transport, engineers, etc. are probably only one guard and an officer team that is truly combat-capable.
Neither the Guards nor the Officers team, they are not direct combat units, so they can be opponents of the elite troops of the Alliance.
What is he guarding?!
His shoulders and lips were trembling uncontrollably, and Soft's old face turned red. He clenched his fists, and finally couldn't hold back his emotions and cursed.
...This damn skunk!
If it weren't for the skunk's commander who transferred his direct thousand-man team, how could he have fallen to this point!
That idiot must bear full responsibility for this battle!When I return to Triumph City... I must study his book with the Legion Commander!
Looking at General Soft who was so angry that he was staring at the beard, the adjutant beside him was so anxious that he didn't even know where to go to the hat. He grabbed his arm and begged.
General, now is not the time to talk about this!The alliance has invested at least 500 people here, more than 1,000 people, let’s retreat quickly!
Soft's face was stiff and his Adam's apple moved.
Although he was unwilling to leave his subordinates and run away alone, he knew very well that if he fell into the hands of the alliance, the situation would only be worse.
He lowered his trembling sound as he heard the gunshots coming and going in the camp.
Are the maps and files... burned?
The adjutant nodded quickly.
All burnt!I exploded the tables on the radio!
Very good... I have recorded this revenge and will be repaid in the future!Gripping his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, Soft turned his head and looked at his adjutant, let's withdraw!
Come with me!
Taking Soft all the way, the deputy quickly got into the jeep parked at the barracks door. However, he was about to start, but he could not find the key.
Key... Strange, where did the key go?
Are you here just now?
The adjutant was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and searched everywhere in the driver's seat.
Soft stared at this guy who was not good enough to do anything, and was about to scold him for being idiot when a light cough suddenly came from behind the two of them.
The two quickly turned their heads and looked at the back of the jeep.
A soldier wearing an exoskeleton was standing next to the road.
He was carrying a sniper rifle on his right shoulder and throwing a string of car keys in his left hand, looking at the two people in the jeep with a smile.
The crappy couplet seemed to be mocking their funny expressions.
Are you looking for this?
Even the Claw of Death, which scared countless wasteland tourists, had to circumvent the four-unit 10mm cannon.
However
When a four-unit anti-aircraft gun faces thousands of death claws, the positions of both sides are completely opposite.
Ahahah ！！！
The soldiers squatting behind the anti-aircraft cannons held the trigger tightly and vented orange traces to the foot of the mountain, trying to prevent the group of animals from rushing to the top of the mountain.
However, facing the claws of death that were rushing like a tide, the tongue of flames spewing out of the muzzle was like a candle swaying in the darkness.
It seems to disappear into the silent storm at any time.
And that's true
The roar of the cannon did not even last for two seconds. A drone closed its wings and suddenly fell from the sky.
Before the three soldiers guarding the anti-aircraft guns could come to their senses, the bursting fire swallowed them and the anti-aircraft guns.
Explosive flames bloomed on the high ground.
Looking at the cannon that turned into a ball of twisted steel, the soldiers in the trench next to him were stunned, and a sense of fear arose from the bottom of his heart.
What is that?!A ten-man exclaimed, twisting his gun back and forth towards the sky.
Suicide drone!Jot's eyes were filled with blood for a moment, and he shouted and ordered, be careful of those buzzing things!Don't let them get close to anti-aircraft guns!
The remaining three four-unit anti-aircraft guns began to strafuse into the sky, trying to shoot down the whistling drone.
However, this kind of unruly random fire is obviously futile for the drone operated by intellectual players.
Soon two more anti-aircraft guns were sent away, leaving only the last one on the entire high ground.
Just when Jott didn't know what to do, Simmond, the commander of the thousands of men, shouted at his subordinates.
Use EMP to bomb!
Jot was shocked and said quickly.
But our radar
I can't care so much!Simmond pushed him away and shouted in the direction of the mortar position, hurry up!
Upon receiving the command from the commander, a suffragette had already rushed to the edge of the mortar position and quickly pulled out a blue-marked cannonball from the box.
He grabbed the shell and knocked his butt on the ground, then he threw it hard into the air and then fell to the ground.
The whole set of actions was completed in one go.
The explosion of dust rushed up quickly, and cracked shrapnel whizzed among the sandbags.
The energy detonated by the explosive is converted into pulsed microwaves with a peak power of gigawatts!
A short humming sound penetrated the entire battlefield, forming transient pulse voltages of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of volts on countless protected or unprotected conductors.
A cluster of tiny flames popped out of the distribution box in the center of the camp, and then the entire high ground fell into darkness, but was soon re-lit by the flares.
At the same time, the four-rotor drones that had not yet been detonated fell to the ground like dumplings.
The insulation layer was broken, the fuse was blown, the radar screen failed, the electrical components were burned out, the electronic system storage was melted... Everything happened in an instant.
The entire battlefield instantly retreated from the post-Cold War era to World War II and even World War I. All communication equipment lost its function, and contact was entirely based on yelling.
In the valley five hundred meters away, the big eyes almost fell off when they turned around and took off the headphones they were wearing on their heads cursingly.
Grass!These guys are playing hard!
He looked at the VM.
A snow-white screen has appeared on it.
Although the vital sign monitor has certain resistance to EMP, it is only for the EMP weapons deployed in wide areas and the accompanying EMP damage of nuclear explosions.
For such electromagnetic pulses that explode at close range, the pressure is still quite large.
At least the fuse cannot be kept.
A new Cute from the Intellectual Department patted his VM in a daze. Seeing that the screen was completely stuck, he complained with whispers.
Damn... I've done nothing in the system interface!
It's probably EMP, just change the fuse, it's not a big problem!Big Eye took off the VM and threw it on the ground, ready to charge!
Do we also go to the intelligence department?The newcomer said in a daze.
Nonsense, rolled his eyes at the guy, and picked up the rifle placed on the ground with big eyes. Will the summoner stop fighting without the blue strips? Brothers, come with me!
Aaa！
Seeing that all the leaders were on the team, several intelligence players also picked up their rifles, recalling the postures they learned from the pangolin, and charged towards the opposite Highland No. 330.
Due to the failure of the communication device, the battlefield was in chaos. In addition to the roar and shouting, there were endless gunshots and explosions.
In addition to a few drone operators, the Wolf Cavalry unit is undoubtedly the most affected by EMP, and the neural connection equipment installed on the back of the claw of Death has been seriously affected.
However, only part of it was affected.
Most of the death claws have been domesticated by players. Even without the interference of neural connection devices, they can still execute the owner's commands if they are used to obedience.
But there are also many people who are out of control due to injury or ferocity.
Once an out-of-control situation occurs, in order to avoid the chain reaction caused by this, even if you are reluctant to leave, the player can only endure the pain of filling his mount.
The high ground is right in front!
Rush up!!!
He pulled off the failed headset, took out the charge whistle and held it in his mouth, blew it with all his strength.
The harsh whistle sounded throughout the position and completely ignited the blood in everyone's hearts.
Kill AhAh!
For the Alliance!!!
The hundreds of meters of high slopes are fleeting.
He urged his mount to advance, paddling against the back of the claw of Death, rushed to the front with his horse, aimed at the trench closest to the hillside, and then threw the prepared wooden grenade to the position ahead.
bomb!
Hearing the order to drop bombs, the wolf cavalry in the front row threw out the grenades in their hands, and some took out the cyclone grenade launcher.
It is a weapon produced by Goblin Technology, which is imitated with the wheel design of the MGL grenade launcher. It can kill all six grenades in three seconds, instantly launching a wave of medium-range suppression firepower.
The explosion of fire lit up in the trenches.
More than a dozen Willant soldiers were killed on the spot, leaving one retreating in horror, trying to retreat to the back line. However, before they could climb out of the trench halfway, the skull was lifted by the galloping wolf cavalry with engineer shovels.
Looking at the Claw of Death who rushed to the position from the southwest side, the Willant soldiers squatting in the trenches widened their eyes.
What kind of monster is that?!
Claws of Death!It's the claw of death!
The demon who lives in a swamp or a rainforest...
They never dreamed that they would see them in the desert, and they could not imagine that these alien species standing at the top of the food chain were actually regarded as mounts by the barbarians!
But there was no time for them to think at this moment, and the bright bayonet and flashing gun flames were already on their faces!
A team of ten people was instantly submerged under the iron hooves of the wolf cavalry.
Next is a whole trench!
These monsters rushing around the battlefield completely ignore the terrain. They are like chest plaque cavalry flying over the eaves and walls. Every swing of sharp claws can take away a fresh life.
And with the protection of the exoskeleton, it is so difficult to kill it!
As the wolf cavalry rushed to the position, the battle quickly changed from a middle-distance stalemate to a close-killing battle.
The feint attack troops were originally in charge, and after hearing the whistle of the charge, they charged towards the position that was in chaos.
Both sides were close enough to see each other's nostrils, fighting for every trench, every rock, and even every sandbag bunker on the rugged positions...
Traces of tracery are like sparks flying on a bonfire, automatically in the night sky without wind, and almost every extinguished fire is stained with scorched blood.
……
The 330 Highlands shrouded in the night were lit by burning flames.
At the same time, in the night sky in the northern part of the Highlands, fifty Eagle fighters appeared under the clouds.
The firefighting in Highland No. 330 was fierce, and the two sides had already started a melee, and the front-line troops did not respond to our signal... Staring at the position where the firefighting sounds continued, Akant picked up the intercom and reported the situation on the front line to the rear through the onboard radio.
He is the captain of the Falcon Kingdom's First Flight Squadron, and the mission assigned to him by the Legion's Army Air Command Center was to lead the First Flight Squadron to support friendly forces in Heights 330.
In any case, Highland No. 330 cannot be lost!
Otherwise, the entire 40,000-man team will be in crisis!
Akant naturally knew the importance of this mission, but the position was in chaos and could not see anything clearly. The ground forces were more like deaf people, without any response to his call.
The command center also cannot contact those troops, so it can only order them to make independent judgments based on the situation to support friendly forces.
But this is dark and can't see anything clearly, let alone support.
Oh shit……
After hanging up the communication, Akant was about to order the height to fall when suddenly he saw black dots looming from below the clouds in the south.
It's the Alliance's plane!
Akante's pupils contracted violently.
The scene in front of him reminded him of the fierce battle that broke out over the capital of fertility that day.
Honestly, the Alliance's planes didn't impress him very much.
Although they are also propeller aircraft, those aircraft are more than a little different from the Eagle fighter jets provided to them by the Legion, both in terms of maneuverability and shooting accuracy.
If you insist on saying it, those planes are like pieces of random pieces, and they are useless except cheap.
However, the pilots who flew the plane left a very deep impression on him.
The pilots of the alliance are like evil spirits who are not afraid of death. Even if they fight for the plane to destroy people, they have to replace their opponents.
but
This time there is no Iron Heart to provide cover for them!
Without a trace of hesitation, Akant switched the onboard radio to the formation channel and ordered loudly toward the intercom.
An enemy aircraft group was discovered directly south!
Ready to fight!
Never let these planes approach Height No. 330!
Before supporting friendly forces, they need to solve these problems first!
Meanwhile, opposite the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom.
Looking at the group of machines rushing towards him, the mosquito's eyes were not afraid, but instead shining with excitement.
The previous Legion's Saber fighter came to the Iron Heart for a walk and then returned. Both sides could not do anything to each other.
The cautious manager deliberately waited for the other party to go away, and the fuel was almost exhausted, so the carrier-based aircraft on the airship took off.
Mosquito thought this escort mission would be boring, after all, the legion's mobile radar station deployed in Oasis 3 could not search them from a visual distance.
However
The dog planning did not disappoint him!
While pushing the afterburner valve, the mosquito grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted excitedly.
All teams should pay attention to the enemy fighter fleet found in the north!Team A continues to carry out the escort mission!Follow me in formation B!Brothers, rush to them!
The answers from the team leader were soon heard from the communication channel.
receive!
Forty W-2 mosquito attack aircraft immediately left the flight formation and unswervingly headed towards the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom.
Both sides were like lancers who set up spears, facing each other's key points. No one admitted defeat, and no one changed direction and avoided it.
If anyone is afraid at this time, even if hesitates for a moment, he will shift the joystick in his hand
It's like throwing the tail to the other side to bite!
Close to effective range.
Both sides pulled the trigger of the firing almost at the same time!
The hot and thick gun flames boiled the originally soft evening breeze, and thick tracers covered the night sky, tearing the tranquility of the night to pieces.
In an instant, more than a dozen planes raised black smoke and even flames, and the battle between the two sides quickly turned into a battle of chasing each other.
For a moment, a burning iron rain fell from the sky, and the fire of war seemed to extend from the ground to the sky.
Forty W-2 Mosquitoes that left the formation soon suffered more than half of their casualties, but the first flight formation of the Falcon Kingdom did not get any benefits. Fifteen of the Falcons were forcibly replaced by fifteen.
Looking at the dozen or so gun holes that were shot out of the wings and hatchback, Akant gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull the out-of-control nose back.
He looked back at the night sky behind him and was about to find the next target. Suddenly, he noticed a trace of abnormality from the flight formation that continued to move forward.
The other party did not send all the planes, and some of them had already flown behind them and continued to head north.
Isn’t their target Height No. 330?
Something wrong…these planes are weird.
Akant frowned, and with the moonlight passing through the thin clouds, he could barely see the several planes protected in the middle of the fleet.
That outline...
Is it a transport aircraft?!
He was slightly stunned, and a hint of fear was written on his face.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed the intercom and shouted loudly.
Report to the command center!Discover enemy transport planes!
...The enemy aircraft group has crossed Highland No. 330 and is moving towards the command post of the 40,000th person team!
Then he switched to the formation channel and roared and ordered.
Enemy transport planes are breaking through our defense zone!
Stop them for me!
Probably finally realized something.
The Falcon Kingdom Flight Formation suddenly gave up the fight with the Goblin Corps and chased the Alliance's transport fleet like crazy.
But it was obviously too late.
With the mosquito's order, the A formation, which was escorting, turned around and rushed towards the pursuit of the Eagle fighter.
At the same time, transport aircraft were placed flattened and the hatch door was opened.
A red alarm rings, and players wearing exoskeletons get up from the seats on both sides of the cabin, walk to the cabin door with an umbrella bag, and line up in an orderly queue.
The airflow involved in the cabin scraped the angular armor and made a loud noise, and the flames of the cannons flashed outside the cabin and thick traces.
There was no trace of fear in my eyes.
Only the burning fighting spirit!
This is their stage.
Standing at the door of the cabin, Lao Bai, wearing Dragoon power armor, said loudly in the communication channel with a loud voice.
Pay attention to your map and your feet!
Our goal is the command post of the 40,000th man team. Remember not to hang it on the anti-aircraft cannon, and don’t step on the heads of the brothers of the Death Corps!
After solving the troubles under your feet, we will help them!
Jump!
The clean and neat roar merged into the howling evening breeze. Lao Bai took the lead in stepping out of the cabin and jumped into the rain of bullets with a group of small team members armed to their teeth.
Compared to the evening when I landed on the Iron Heart
This little 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 them, the dimly lit camp was like a lighthouse in a storm, guiding them.
I noticed the situation in the air.
The only air defense cannon left on the No. 330 Highland tried to fire at the Burning Corps, but less than two seconds after firing, it was sent away by the wolf cavalry who rushed up with grenades.
At the same time, a jet plane was speeding up in the sky hundreds of kilometers away.
The model of the plane was the Sabre that had returned to the previous flight.
He had just completed the supply at the frontline airport, but he almost received the order to take off again before he got out of the cabin.
Looking at the twinkling flames in the night sky in the distance, Yukal, who was sitting in the cabin, raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Propeller aircraft...
Just these little guys who are slow like mosquitoes, he feels that he is wasting ammunition if he presses the cannon for 01 seconds!
Unfortunately, I didn't see the flapping wing.
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 pilot in the alliance is driving, he will ask them to use their bodies to remember how to write the word death!
Yukal calmly pushed down the throttle valve, and the flames ejected from the tail engine suddenly amplified, quickly breaking through Mach 3, and accelerated towards the battlefield a hundred kilometers away.
However, at this moment, Yukal suddenly had a warning in his heart, and he almost instinctively deflected the joystick.
The flame flashed from below the clouds, and he didn't even see what the plane looked like, and the explosion that penetrated the sound barrier almost penetrated his eardrums.
So fast!
Yukal, who had survived the disaster, had his heart pounded wildly, glanced at the unresponsive airborne radar, and then looked behind him, but could see nothing.
Just in the moment, an airplane almost whizzed to his side, and the air compressed by the wings pulled him to the left, and even almost shattered his hatch!
That speed must be at least Mach 3!
The relative speed of Mach 6 is two kilometers in one second!
He could be sure that the other party was just now trying to die with him.And in order not to expose the target in advance, he did not even fire!
What is this tactic?!
Is this guy... crazy?
There is no doubt that the opposite side is also a jet plane as him.
Through the cabin glass, he vaguely saw the blue flame looming under the clouds, which was the tail flame of the engine!
Restraining his manic heartbeat, Yukal tilted the joystick to the right, trying to see the position of the fighter while trying to cut from the right to the rear half of the enemy plane.
However, the other party is obviously a veteran!
While he was doing high G slewing maneuver, the other party responded almost at the same time, turning on the deceleration plate while turning on the deceleration plate, pulling the head in the direction of his bend center, and tangling toward his inner side at a lower speed.
Buzz!
The cannon bullets roared past and almost flew over his wingtips. When Yukal heard the sound of the cannon coming from afar, he burst into cold sweat behind him.
Grass!
Just a little bit...
Almost his car turned into a pile of scrap metal!
Over the past eight years, he has basically encountered propeller planes.
Even if you occasionally encounter some weird things like burning coal or oil, you rarely see supersonic fighters that can break through sound barriers.
He could feel that the performance of the aircraft was not outstanding, and he was better in terms of maneuverability and maximum speed.
However
However, the other party's pilot filled this defect with his superb driving skills and accurately grasped his instant flaw.
Unlike himself, who had always targeted the indigenous airstrikes, the man obviously knew better how to fight an opponent with better mobility.
Unexpectedly, he encountered a rival with equal strength in this barren desert, and Yukal couldn't help but feel a surging fighting spirit in his heart.
bring it on!Let me see your skills!
He muttered, while retracting the oil and opening the speed reduction plate, he slammed the joystick in the opposite direction with both hands, ready to bite the rear half of the enemy plane.
The Falcon Kingdom's flight squadron can only rely on themselves.
I hope they will be more successful...
At the same time, Luo Yu, who was driving the Lingyun fighter, tickled.
10G acceleration...Is this guy also an awakened person?
Not just pilots...
The performance of the aircraft is also outrageous!
Considering that the performance gap is too large and there is no chance of winning the dog fight, he planned to send it away with a significantly more expensive opponent.
Unexpectedly, this move, Dali Fei Brick was actually avoided!
Not only that, when two TV bullets were useless and he was bitten by himself, the opposite side actually made a sharp turn to avoid a cannon he fired from his talent!
With this maneuverability alone, if it is put into reality, I am afraid that even the F-22 is not its opponent.
However, it is ridiculous that such a strong aircraft is equipped with such poor airborne radar and stealth materials, and even air-to-air missiles cannot be taken out.
Seeing that the other party completely abandoned the fantasy of supporting the friendly fighter fleet and turned the plane head to deal with him first, Luo Yu took a deep breath and his desire to fight was also ignited in his chest.
It's just right!
Holding the joystick with both hands, he stared at the looming black dot outside the cabin, and squeezed out half of his words from his teeth.
Look directly at my cub!
……
The two jet fighters entered a horizontal battle, and the engines of both sides drew scissor-shaped trajectories in the air, and the cannons bit each other, fighting for the other's rear half.
Just not far away.
The alliance's fighter fleet and the Falcon Kingdom's fighter fleet have not yet decided to win, and the only dozen remaining fighters are still fighting fiercely.
Highland No. 330 turned into a bloody meat grinder, and the wolf cavalry rushed to the highland to rush to the fleeing infantry.
Although Simmond still led the 1,000 direct subordinates of the 40,000 men to fight stubbornly, due to the delay in waiting for effective reinforcements from the Air Force, the balance of victory was obviously in the hands of the league.
However, the Alliance did not seem to be content with the three ongoing battles and soon opened up another fourth battlefield tonight!
Above the traced sky, parachutes all over the sky fell from the sky and reflected in every pair of eyes on the ground.
The guards stationed in the camp raised their rifles and pointed at the sky to fire. However, facing the dark night sky and the parachute that had fallen slippery and fell, it was difficult to penetrate the exoskeleton's armor even if they were lucky enough to hit a shot.
Hundreds of meters are fleeting.
A power armor with three parachutes was the first to land in the center of the camp.
The man actually ignored the bullets that were shooting at him, skillfully waved his combat knife to cut the umbrella rope, then took off the light machine gun hanging on the armor like a flowing water, and shot at the camp.
If you don’t want to die, just lie down!While venting his fire, he turned on the speakers and pushed forward.
As the power armor was deployed, hundreds of soldiers wearing exoskeletons also landed everywhere in the camp.
In addition, more than fifty Y-2 butterfly knife quadrotor drones with muzzles were falling along with this group of airborne troops.
The guards who had almost no chance to go to the front line would not be the opponent of these monsters. They were killed in a defeat after almost just one contact.
Standing at the door of the camp, General Soft stared blankly at the camp where gunfire sounds.
Airborne troops...
The Alliance's Ace Force...
The turbid pupils flashed for a moment and the loss of consciousness quickly turned into deep despair.
There are only six hundred-man troops in the entire camp.
Among these six hundred-man teams, most of the logistics units including communications, transport, engineers, etc. are probably only one guard and an officer team that is truly combat-capable.
Neither the Guards nor the Officers team, they are not direct combat units, so they can be opponents of the elite troops of the Alliance.
What is he guarding?!
His shoulders and lips were trembling uncontrollably, and Soft's old face turned red. He clenched his fists, and finally couldn't hold back his emotions and cursed.
...This damn skunk!
If it weren't for the skunk's commander who transferred his direct thousand-man team, how could he have fallen to this point!
That idiot must bear full responsibility for this battle!When I return to Triumph City... I must study his book with the Legion Commander!
Looking at General Soft who was so angry that he was staring at the beard, the adjutant beside him was so anxious that he didn't even know where to go to the hat. He grabbed his arm and begged.
General, now is not the time to talk about this!The alliance has invested at least 500 people here, more than 1,000 people, let’s retreat quickly!
Soft's face was stiff and his Adam's apple moved.
Although he was unwilling to leave his subordinates and run away alone, he knew very well that if he fell into the hands of the alliance, the situation would only be worse.
He lowered his trembling sound as he heard the gunshots coming and going in the camp.
Are the maps and files... burned?
The adjutant nodded quickly.
All burnt!I exploded the tables on the radio!
Very good... I have recorded this revenge and will be repaid in the future!Gripping his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, Soft turned his head and looked at his adjutant, let's withdraw!
Come with me!
Taking Soft all the way, the deputy quickly got into the jeep parked at the barracks door. However, he was about to start, but he could not find the key.
Key... Strange, where did the key go?
Are you here just now?
The adjutant was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and searched everywhere in the driver's seat.
Soft stared at this guy who was not good enough to do anything, and was about to scold him for being idiot when a light cough suddenly came from behind the two of them.
The two quickly turned their heads and looked at the back of the jeep.
A soldier wearing an exoskeleton was standing next to the road.
He was carrying a sniper rifle on his right shoulder and throwing a string of car keys in his left hand, looking at the two people in the jeep with a smile.
The crappy couplet seemed to be mocking their funny expressions.
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