Chapter 324 Never retreat!

"Team A, follow me! Team B, C, flank! Keep your eyes on your respective targets. Even if you only dive once, you must drop the bombs before you die!"

"For the Alliance!"

"Charge!"

Shouting loudly, Mosquito unlocked the microphone permissions of all the team members, and the communication channel was instantly filled with the excited shouts of the players.

"Ahhh!"

Fifty W-2 ground attack aircraft tilted their fuselages, and the three teams split into three directions and began to dive towards the ground.

10mm machine guns sprayed flames.

Those propeller planes with flashing gun flames were like lancers descending from the sky, raining death from the sky.

Caught off guard by the rain of bullets, the marauders who followed the tanks to charge dodged and fled to the woods ahead as if they were desperate.

At the same time, the tank commander who led the fourth and fifth echelons forward shouted in an almost crazy voice.

"Forward! Full speed!"

"Who dares to retreat for me--"

"I'll kill him with my own hands!"

This is the most correct choice.

Facing a dive-bombing plane, stopping or retreating is the stupidest choice.

Only by rushing into the pine forest at a downhill speed can you get a glimmer of hope.

The horsepower of the ten tanks rushing to the front line has been increased to the maximum. The predator who rushed into the woods first threw smoke bombs to cover the tanks behind. .

The battlefield was filled with smoke.

At the same time, the fifty quadruple anti-aircraft vehicles that followed the tank troops to the front line also sprayed flames into the sky.

The machine guns of these anti-aircraft vehicles have different calibers. Although Dillon originally planned to use 12mm heavy machine guns in series for all fifty trucks, the airborne operations of the Burning Corps destroyed many modified production lines, resulting in a large part of the quadruple anti-aircraft machine guns using 7mm small water pipes.

But even so, the 50X4 machine guns fired at the same time, and the firepower was quite fierce.

The bullets from the ground to the sky were like snowflakes flying in reverse. In a flash, two gliders caught fire, and they hastily dropped their bombs and fell into the woods.

"Fuck... these dog coins actually made tracer bullets!"

The cabin was pierced by two bullet holes, and it almost brushed past its thigh. Mosquito turned the fuselage while cursing, avoiding the anti-aircraft machine guns biting it, while looking for a chance to dive.

These predators probably learned from the last lesson, and this time they actually mixed copper salts into a few bullets! After a while, a pale green tracer shot from the ground to the sky.

Although the tracer was weak and small due to the production process and output, it was enough to help the machine gunners correct the trajectory of the shooting.

"I'll fight you!"

Luo Yu, whose cabin was overturned by a burst of bullets, screamed and stopped dodging. He stepped on the accelerator to the maximum and rushed directly to the nearest tank.

Seeing the plane coming back to him, the tank commander was obviously panicked. He immediately went back to the turret and urged the driver to dodge.

But it was too late.

The plane that was shot into a sieve burst into a flame, but just a second before the battery exploded, a bomb separated from the fuselage.

The huge bomb hit the turret of the Conqueror No. 10 almost together with the wreckage of the plane. With a deafening explosion, the dust and splashed soil were thrown into the air more than ten meters high.

A four-mounted anti-aircraft truck was too close, and its engine was paralyzed on the spot. The driver and co-pilot had their internal organs shattered by the shock wave, and they all died with blood coming out of their mouths and noses.

As for the tank?

The part where the turret connects to the hull has been obviously sunken. Although it was not blown away or caught fire, the crew inside is obviously dead.

[Congratulations to the player "Luo Yu" for successfully taking the first tank kill in this battle. ]

[Since the player chose to make the achievement public, the achievement will be counted in the relevant entries of "Songlinyu Battle"...]

"Good brother! See you in three days!"

Looking at the line of words floating on the VM, Mosquito mourned for his little apprentice for a few seconds, then took a deep breath, turned on the buzzer, and pressed the joystick.

"I'm going all out!"

One plane after another turned its course and fell straight down.

Not shot down.

But diving.

The piercing scream was like a horn, and both tanks and infantry dodged and fled as if they were desperate. In the eyes of those predators, those planes spewing flames seemed to be no longer planes, but the scythe of the god of death.

The firepower net of anti-aircraft guns could not stop them at all.

Often when one plane was blown up, the second plane would soon rush out in the gap of the firepower net, and then crash into them recklessly...

"Are they crazy?" Looking at the fighters that came one after another, Xiong Ya's eyes were full of fear standing on the high ground on the north side.

In just a few minutes, five tanks were scrapped, and the remaining five tanks rushed into the pine forest in a panic.

Although they temporarily avoided the crisis, they fell into an embarrassing dilemma.

It was not only the Conqueror No. 10 tanks that continued to suffer casualties, but also their quadruple anti-aircraft trucks. Those blood-thirsty planes were no longer limited to tanks, but instead launched dives on all targets they could attack.

And it was a nearly suicidal dive!

Dillon frowned.

What concerned him more than the opponent's desperate attack was the opponent's almost unreasonable tactical choice.

To be honest, when the rain just stopped, his heart almost stopped beating for two seconds. Because it was expected that the opponent's pilots would not fight in heavy rain, their air defense forces were almost all deployed on the high ground on the north side waiting for an opportunity.

Once those planes selected the 17 tanks in the first, second and third echelons as the attack targets, the air defense firepower at intervals of two kilometers would hardly form an effective deterrent, and there would be no doubt that he would suffer heavy losses.

Dillon thought that if he was in charge, he would order the Air Force to prioritize hunting those tanks that had lost their ability to move due to broken shoes, and evacuate the battlefield before the air defense forces arrived, waiting for the opportunity to launch a second round of air strikes.

However...

The New Alliance's planes, contrary to their usual practice, desperately concentrated their firepower on the fourth and fifth echelons on the move.

This was almost like rushing towards the face of the air defense truck.

This moth-to-flame attack can be said to have "little effect", and many planes were shot into sieves on the way to dive.

Although they lost a lot of anti-aircraft trucks, compared with the precious tanks, that loss can be ignored.

As long as they can fight all the planes of the New Alliance, what does it matter if their anti-aircraft trucks are all destroyed? Those anti-aircraft weapons are originally prepared for planes...

Dillon frowned.

"I want to know more about what they are planning."

Tumen probably guessed what his boss was thinking, and said after thinking for a moment.

"Perhaps in their eyes, those tanks that have lost their ability to move are not a concern? Since the other side has seen our deployment, they must have guessed our intentions. Once our fourth and fifth echelons meet with the first echelon, attacking one point will inevitably tear a gap in their defense line."

"It makes sense to think so, but it doesn't make sense," Dillon said in a deep voice, "Compared with the fourth and fifth echelons, the second and third echelons distributed on both sides are obviously more threatening. After all, from their point of view, Songlinyu is definitely not defendable, and consuming our tanks as much as possible is the best solution."

Unless...

The New Alliance thinks that they can block themselves with a few trenches.

Dillon glanced at the corner of his mouth.

What a big appetite.

Not afraid of being full to death!

Xiong Ya listened to the conversation between the two with a blank face, not understanding what they were talking about.

What is the best solution?

The planes on the opposite side have been lost. With so many people biting a mountain, everyone's saliva can drown the other side!

Dillon raised the telescope and observed the high ground on the south side.

Although the assault troops suffered heavy casualties under the machine gun fire, the opposite side was obviously the same. People were constantly shot into sieves by machine guns or bombed into the sky by the 100mm main gun of the tank.

The soldiers of the New Alliance brought out recoilless guns, but ordinary armor-piercing shells could not break the armor of Conqueror No. 10, and could not even stop its forward speed for a second.

Looking at the sparks bursting from the tank armor and the distance of only 20 meters, Dillon's mouth curled up a sneer.

"It's over."

When his infantry followed the tank into the trench, what awaited the opposite defenders would be a massacre!

As the voice fell, Dillon was about to put down the telescope, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

To be precise, it was not one, but a group.

One after another, six-rotor drones took off vertically from the trench, and after a short hover, they jumped out like an arrow from a string.

The moment he saw the drone clearly, Dillon's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

As if confirming his guess, the drones seemed to have eyes and rushed towards the tanks on the slope.

The tank closest to the trench was the first to be hit. The coaxial machine gun's strafing could not catch up with the speed of the drones, especially in such a short time.

One of the drones easily got under the crotch of the tank.

The crew members didn't realize what happened yet.

The same was true for the looters who followed the tanks.

Just as they were about to squat down to see what had entered under the tank, a dazzling light appeared in front of them.

There was no time to think, and the hot shock wave hit them like a heavy hammer. The broken bodies and pieces of meat were like kites with broken strings, and they flew out from the flames and smoke that rose to the sky.

The hot blood splashed on the faces of the looters on the slope.

The looters crawling on the slope were all stunned by the scene in front of them, and for a moment they even forgot to move forward.

"What the hell is that?!"

With his chin firmly on the ground, Wabu raised one eye and looked up the slope, his eyes full of fear, and he did not react even when the gravel and dirt hit his face and scalp.

He only saw a black shadow, almost sticking to the ground, getting into the chassis of the tank that was almost driving to the edge of the trench.

Then the eardrum-shattering explosion and the flames that shot up into the sky swallowed up the tank and the ten-man team behind it...

The scrapped turret and road wheels rolled down the slope together.

A deep pit was blown out of the earth slope below the tank, revealing the wooden piles used to reinforce the earthwork.

And the drones did not stop, and soon the second, third... also aimed at the fragile chassis of Conqueror No. 10, and in a flash, three more tanks were ripped open.

Hundreds of rotor drones were flying around in the sky, and the hum of their rotors was like a swarm of bees.

"Use machine guns to fire!"

"Quickly shoot down those drones!"

"Or we will all die!"

Seeing that the armored formation on the right side was almost wiped out, Bagro, who was in charge of the first echelon, had his eyes wide open and his eyes were red.

The coaxial machine guns of the seven tanks opened fire in unison, and the nearby predators holding submachine guns, automatic rifles, and light machine guns also opened fire, suddenly forming a dense firepower network on the battlefield.

If it was a quad-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun, these small planes might really be stopped.

However, relying on a few rifles to intercept high-speed drones in a battlefield full of dust and bullets was nothing but a pipe dream.

Not to mention, in front of them, in addition to drones, there were also friendly troops crawling on the halfway slope...

The armored spearhead on the right was completely shattered, followed by the left side. In just a few breaths, nearly ten tanks were blown into scrap metal, and the predators who followed the tanks to charge were instantly killed and injured.

In just a blink of an eye, the armored spearheads that attacked the New Alliance's defense line in three directions only had one in the middle.

And this one had a broken leg.

Seeing the drones rushing towards him, Bagro immediately climbed out of the tank and fled to the woods behind him.

Almost at the same time, the hot air waves and shrapnel hit his back. He fainted before he could even groan...

The seven tanks of the first echelon were quickly scrapped, and there was no chance to escape.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the tanks of the fourth and fifth echelons retreated quickly, but the tracks could not outrun the drones, not to mention that they were trapped in the pine forest.

The retreating tanks were soon caught up by the drones, and the pine forest was full of flames. The predators who followed the tanks were blown away and fled.

In the chaos, in addition to those who were killed, many people were hit by stray bullets fired in panic...

In the distance, on the high ground on the north side.

The telescope fell from Dillon's hand.

Looking at the battlefield filled with thick smoke and the iron coffins that turned into scrap metal, a trace of despair gradually appeared on the expressionless face.

Twenty-seven tanks were completely destroyed...

More than half of the fifty anti-aircraft vehicles were destroyed, and countless infantrymen who cooperated with the armored forces were killed and wounded.

The losses in this battle far exceeded his expectations!

The only thing to be thankful for was that the fifty gliders on the opposite side were completely destroyed, and the drone group was also exhausted... If those were all the assets of the New Alliance just now.

"... What should we do now?" Looking at the commander, Tumen asked nervously.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and Dillon quickly calmed down.

"Let the artillery and the 3,000-man team prepare... The resistance of the New Alliance is already at the end of its strength, and the sacrifice of the vanguard cannot be wasted."

From another perspective, the opponent has played all the cards that can be used.

Although the casualties on his side are heavy, the opponent must not be feeling well either!

Dillon ordered with a trembling voice.

"At least, we have to take down this high ground!"

"Yes..."

Tumen swallowed his saliva, moved his stiff neck, and nodded quickly.

Even when he was fighting the Great Rift Valley in the north, he had never seen such a terrible expression on this man's face.

Even then, the situation they faced was much more severe than it is now...

...

On the New Alliance's position.

Looking at the messy battlefield below the mountain, the construction site boy and the brick, with blood on his forehead, excitedly punched the trench.

"Hahaha! Nice job!"

The nearly 20 points of strength almost made a hole in the wooden stake.

What a pity.

In this kind of positional battle with bullets raining down, the use of strength is not very obvious. If it were a bare-handed melee, he could defeat a team of ten people by himself.

The roller shampooer lying on the side couldn't help but sigh.

"This time I'm finally having fun."

When they fought against the Bone Chewing Tribe half a year ago, the only equipment they could use was the Mosquito's heartless rockets and the 20mm "cavalry rifle" of Factory 81. Their firepower was completely overwhelmed by the natives who inherited the Legion's legacy.

The only tank destroyed was achieved by surprise with the cover of heavy snow and the power of the metal hydrogen battery explosion.

It's not like now, with machine gun bullets sweeping, ground drones swarming, propeller planes diving and dropping bombs in the sky, and 100mm artillery bombing non-stop in the back...

They have never fought such a rich war!

"Damn, you guys are having fun, I almost fainted..." The debt-ridden big-eyed man wearing headphones came out of the anti-gun hole and muttered while shaking his groggy head.

Operating five drones at the same time brought a lot of satisfaction to his brain.

He felt like he had five eyes and thirty hands, and the worst thing was that these parts grew in different places.

Controlling a rotor drone with omnidirectional maneuvers is much more difficult than operating a four-legged "crawler". Even if the operating system developed by Xiaoqi simplifies the operating process, it is difficult to take care of it without a certain "brain capacity".

However, no one noticed the big-eyed man's whispered complaints at this moment.

First, everyone's ears were almost deafened by the shells, and second, the entire position was full of joy and joy.

If you don't shout at the top of your voice, no one can hear what you are saying.

"Twenty-seven tanks are completely destroyed, and the predators at the bottom of the slope are almost dead or wounded..." He paddled with the edge of the telescope, his face full of excitement, "Wow, we just destroyed at least a thousand-man team!"

Plus half an armored battalion!

So far, it doesn't matter whether the position can be defended or not.

Even if they take the high ground on the south side of Songlinyu, the Ya clan, which has lost its armored force, will completely lose the ability to attack Qingshi County.

Unless they are willing to invest nearly 10,000 troops and bear several or even dozens of times the casualties.

However...

Even if their leader has the courage, do those predators who bully the weak and fear the strong have the courage to follow?

The result of high casualties is inevitably high war aversion.

After all, they are neither clones produced every three years, nor have they undergone black technology such as "mental castration" surgery. Even the most basic reason for war is just for looting.

The only thing that can unite a group of unorganized and undisciplined villains is continuous victory and spoils. Once the pace of victory stops, this seemingly solid fortress will soon turn into a pile of loose sand...

A pop-up window flashed on the VM screen worn on the arm.

[Mission: Hold the position on the south side of Songlinyu (completed)]

[Briefing: Soldiers, you used your flesh and blood to block the tanks of the Ya clan and thwarted their arrogant plan! Now our enemies have lost all their tanks. Without armor protection, they are like jackals with their fangs pulled out, and they are no longer able to touch our territory.

You have completed the mission gloriously. The counterattack of the New Alliance will begin in two hours. Now please return to the rear to rest...

]

[Branch 1 (optional): Blow up the supplies and go to the evacuation point to rest. ]

[Reward: "Silver Shield" medal, war score is determined by the number of survivors. ]

[Branch 2 (optional): Fight until the last moment. ]

[Reward: "Gold Shield" medal, war score is determined by the number of kills. ]

Looking at the flashing text on the VM screen, Margin grinned at the corners of his dry mouth.

Speaking of which, he seems to have taken a silver shield.

No one has unlocked the gold shield achievement yet.

With a fighting spirit in his eyes, Bianbianhuashui switched the voice to the command channel and shouted loudly.

"All teams report casualties!"

A uniform voice came from the headset.

"There are 3 people left in Team A1! 7 people were killed!"

"There are 4 people left in Team A2, 6 are lying!"

"..."

Ten of the 30 teams in three groups were destroyed, and most of the others could not be fully staffed.

When fighting with the predators before, the entire position was like a meat grinder. When the people in front fell, the people squatting in the anti-artillery cave immediately took over. The mortar position alone changed three groups of people, and there were crooked corpses lying next to many machine guns.

Among them were enemies and our own people.

"There are 102 people left..."

After counting the number of people, Bianbianhuashui couldn't help but be amazed.

The entire regiment had only 300 people in total, 198 of them were killed, and they were only two more away from a two-thirds reduction. Many people were still alive, but they could only make a sound.

For example, players with physical fitness would not die immediately even if their intestines fell out, and they could even get up and continue shooting after stuffing them back in.

"This is really a death trap..."

Silently calculated the remaining supplies.

Edge Paddle pondered for a moment, switched to the whole voice, stood on the top of the earth pit of the anti-artillery hole, and shouted loudly to the brothers in the regiment.

"Brothers! Our mission has been completed!"

"Now, the command center has given us two choices, one is to abandon the position, blow up the supplies, and go to the evacuation point for repairs."

"Or-"

After a pause, he looked around at his teammates.

"Fight to the last moment!"

This question seemed a bit redundant...

The rear is a full ten kilometers away from here, and running back with two legs is not as fast as dying back.

Death penalty?

Just three days.

Sequence progress?

Experience from a battle cannot be upgraded.

Wasteland is fundamentally different. Sequence level is not the whole of this game, and even accounts for a small part of the entire game content. Including contribution points, silver coins, regional reputation, professional level, skill proficiency... even invisible favorability, can all become factors that widen the gap in combat power.

In addition to the character level, there are more things worth pursuing in this almost 100% simulated virtual world.

Players who pursue survival rate will not stand here at the beginning.

And since they choose to stand on the same front, it is because of like-mindedness.

They have almost the same understanding of the game-

Death!

is the norm of this game!

"Retreat! Whoever wants to retreat, retreat!"

I don't know who shouted first, and soon there were shouts one after another on the battlefield. Pairs of pupils were filled with burning fighting spirit, no one was afraid, and no one was timid.

"Fight those bastards!"

"Never retreat!"

"Fight to the end!!!"

"Offer loyalty to the administrator!"

"Wait, you just said loyalty!"

"Ahhhh!"

The players put on gas masks one after another, put bayonets on their rifles, and those who didn't have rifles took out engineer shovels and put them in handy places.

The deafening roar resounded on the battlefield, making the more than 2,000 looters marching in the pine forest tremble.

Xiong Ya, who personally stepped forward to command the battle, looked up at the high ground that was completely destroyed by artillery fire, and for some reason, he felt a little timid in his heart.

It was obvious that the opponent was already at the end of his strength, and it was obvious that the two thousand people behind him could drown them even if they spitted a mouthful of water...

Glancing at the wing fragments stuck in the mud, the tank wreckage not far away, and the fragmented bodies, the burly man couldn't help but mutter.

"What are these moles shouting..."

The confidant next to him said nervously.

"No, I don't know..."

He didn't understand what those people were shouting, and he had no doubt that they could take the position in front of him that had been plowed over and over again by artillery fire.

But his intuition told him that those people would never let them rush up easily...

One hundred people?

Two hundred people?

Or leave more bodies...

In any case, this will be a hard battle!