Chapter 403: Glory after the bloodbath

Town No. 417.

Artillery fire and gunfire roared continuously.

The "Scorpion" infantry fighting vehicles advancing in a front formation continued to fire. In front of the twin-mounted 45mm guns, the rows of broken houses and tiles in the town were like a lake of paper.

At the same time, the "Hyena" armored vehicles advancing to both sides also continued to fire, and the fire snakes sprayed by the quadruple machine guns pulled out a net of death in the air.

The already crumbling broken walls and ruins were quickly shattered by the successive shooting of high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing bombs, and fell to the ground and turned into a pool of dirt.

However, the players stationed in the town did not retreat, and they put up a tenacious resistance around the only few firepower fulcrums.

The first 500 escort soldiers who were pushed to the front line had suffered more than 80% casualties, and the remaining 20% ​​were also pressed tightly behind the fragmented obstacles by machine gun fire.

But soon.

Another 500 or so Wastelanders were pushed to the front, and in units of 100, they launched a charge under the cover of firepower from the rear—

Or, in other words, under the coercion of firepower from the rear.

The officer standing in the rear held a loud speaker in his hand and roared like a roar.

"Charge!"

"Or die—!"

In that suffocating atmosphere, the cannon fodder pushed to the front line had no time to think, and could only run forward with their weapons.

"Ahhh!"

At least compared to the thick and long gun barrels behind, the enemies hidden in the ruins seemed a little easier to deal with.

Less than 300 meters away, they gritted their teeth and rushed over.

However, they soon paid the price for this idea.

Although they suffered huge casualties, the players still pushed forward without giving up, filling the front line wave after wave.

Even though more than a dozen bodies were left behind, even though they were drowned by artillery fire countless times, the machine gun positions on the periphery continued to fire.

Under the machine gun fire, the escort soldiers who charged forward had to pay dozens of lives for every meter they advanced.

The muddy ground leading to Town No. 471 was smeared red with blood, and then washed away by rain. No complete human figures could be seen in the hail of bullets, only pieces of flesh twisting forward or backward to escape.

The supervision team opened fire in the rear to kill the retreating deserters, forcing the cannon fodder to continue forward and consume the ammunition of the besieged enemy in the town.

Under the fierce offensive, the assault had become a cruel line-up shooting.

As if they felt that they had consumed almost all the energy, the "Scorpion" infantry fighting vehicles, which were the spearhead of the attack, began to move forward, and the five vehicles in the front started their engines first.

However, when the five "Scorpion" infantry fighting vehicles were only two hundred meters away from the town, several RPGs suddenly rushed out of the town like locusts.

The armor-piercing shells with a penetration depth of 300 mm may be a bit difficult to deal with when facing the Conqueror tank. But for these thin-skinned and large-filled infantry fighting vehicles, it played an unexpected miraculous effect.

Three infantry fighting vehicles were penetrated and dropped anchor with black smoke. One of them happened to hit the neck. The high-temperature metal jet ignited the ammunition box under the turret. The flames of the explosion and the high-temperature airflow instantly lifted the turret and blew down the heavy armored soldiers following closely.

The centurion commanding the armored squadron was shocked when he saw this, grabbed the communicator and shouted loudly.

"The first echelon retreats!"

"Covering firepower, pay attention to alert! The enemy has anti-armor firepower!"

There is no need for the captain to give orders.

Seeing the miserable state of their teammates, the other two infantry fighting vehicles that escaped death could no longer care about anything else and quickly reversed.

The Marines advancing with the infantry fighting vehicles lost the protection of the mobile bunkers, and the three teams of ten were stuck behind the armored wreckage by the firepower in the town, unable to move!

The escort army, which had advanced to only half the distance, tried to split two teams to support, but soon two more RPGs flew out of the town.

This time it was a high-explosive grenade.

The blast and fragments instantly blew away two soldiers, and the rest were mostly injured even if they didn't die, and they all fell to the ground.

"Beautiful!"

The Lone Wolf of the End of the World excitedly waved his fist, holding the ammunition and intending to send it to the brother carrying the RPG launcher, when suddenly a hurricane swept by his side.

Dozens of high-explosive bombs exploded instantly, and he and the player carrying the RPG were blown into a pool of minced meat before he could even make a muffled groan.

However——

Soon a new anti-tank team came up and replaced the two men, crawling behind the bunker, waiting for the opportunity to prepare for the second round of sneak attacks.

Staring at the town two kilometers away, Rachel's eyes were almost narrowed.

To be honest, the tenacity of these people was a bit beyond his expectations.

Originally, he expected that the battle would end in ten minutes at most, but they managed to hold on for ten minutes after ten minutes.

Now it's almost half an hour, and the outermost buildings of the town have not been taken down.

Glancing at the pale-faced soldiers of the escort army next to him, Rachel's eyes flashed with contempt.

These weak guys.

Not as good as clones.

Seeing Rachel's eyes signal, the adjutant standing next to him shouted loudly into the communicator.

"The escort troops on the west and east sides are advancing!"

"Even if you die, you must die in there!"

Under the order of the officers, the attacks on the west and east positions also began.

As the gunshots spread from the north side of the town to the east and west sides, the town No. 417 in the center of the storm turned into a meat grinder.

Screams and wails came one after another.

However, in the explosion of gunpowder, it seemed insignificant.

More than half of the casualties were already in the hands, and the players were forced to shrink their defenses. Under the cover of artillery fire, the escort troops who charged forward finally broke into the town that was so close yet so far away.

However.

Hell has just begun...

...

The half-collapsed three-story house, half of the wall on the northwest side had been bombed and collapsed, revealing a steel skeleton.

"Fuck! I... Why do I feel like I'm surrounded by a division!" The bullshitter who changed the magazine in his hand and leaned against the window cursed.

"How many of us are there?"

Zhang Hai, with a bandage on his head, crouched on the other side of the bunker and frowned.

"Four hundred people... probably."

Under such circumstances, there was no way to confirm casualties.

Even effective command was difficult to achieve.

They could only fight in the town in small teams, according to the established battle plan, relying on the bunkers prepared by friendly forces in advance.

Fortunately, there were also veterans who had experienced several battles among the individual players. With the guarantee of high morale, even if they were broken up into small teams, the teams would not fall into chaos.

Speaking of which, he had retired, and he had to be pulled over to do such an exciting job, which was really a death sentence...

Fortunately, he had a young body in the game.

And he was also the most flexible agile type.

"I'm afraid we can't hold on." Pulling the corner of his mouth, Shao Chea Zi muttered, "This damn firepower is too strong."

Zhang Hai did not answer, took a deep breath, glanced at the smoke-filled streets outside the window, and the dozens of figures emerging from the smoke.

"Hold on!"

After saying this, he poked his rifle out of the bunker and pulled the trigger nimbly.

The three people walking in the front were killed instantly, and the remaining soldiers quickly found bunkers to hide and fired back at the windows upstairs.

Shao Chea Zi gritted his teeth, picked up the RPG launch tube, inserted a high-explosive grenade, and poked out of the window.

"I'm going to fight you!!!"

An RPG with a tail flame went out of the window, but soon three bullets hit his chest, one of which penetrated his left shoulder.

Explosions were heard on the street.

Without time to check the casualties on the other side, Zhang Hai reached out and grabbed the shot Shao Che Du Zi, dragging him towards the stairs.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Ahem... I'm fine."

Shao Che Du Zi coughed twice, and said something with a smile, but before he finished speaking, a rocket came in from the window, and the blast pushed Zhang Hai forward and almost fell down the stairs.

But he didn't let go.

Retreating to the first floor, he checked Shao Che Du Zi's injuries and found that two of them were blocked by the bulletproof vest, and only one penetrated the shoulder.

"Can you still move?"

Shao Che Du Zi coughed for a long time because of the smoke, and squeezed out a word.

"Yes..."

"Then get up and walk by yourself!"

Zhang Hai pulled him up, then turned on the communication channel, and shouted loudly regardless of whether there was a response or not.

"Everyone retreat to the third line of defense!"

"Prepare for the final decisive battle--!"

The third line of defense is in the town's hospital, which is the only five-story building in the vicinity. Because the wall structure is intact and there are plants planted in the courtyard, the friendly forces have focused on reinforcing it.

At the same time, it is also the last line of defense...

On the other side, the team of Yaya and Teng Teng also encountered the enemy and exchanged fire with the soldiers of the Legion.

Perhaps because they found out that they were women, the ten-man team attacking their defense zone seemed to intend to capture them alive, so they did not use heavy firepower at the beginning.

But soon, they paid the price for their recklessness.

A bullet yellow knife drone circled behind them along the ruins, and the smoke and flames of the explosion instantly engulfed the entire street.

And the people on the street were obviously dead and could not die anymore.

Aiming the gun out of the window, Yaya raised the corner of her mouth proudly. Although she was not the main DPS, it did not prevent her from pretending to be cool with the newbie next to her.

"... Don't be afraid, Jiujiu, sister will protect you!"

However, Jiujiu, who was listening to her pretentiousness, said nonchalantly.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Ya Ya was stunned.

"Eh? Aren't you afraid?"

Teng Teng, who was sitting in the corner of the room with a neural connection device, said with a slight smile.

"The newbies nowadays should not be underestimated."

She had already handed over the Teng Teng hut to the hired NPC girl to help look after it.

Like other professional life players, she was also included in the mixed thousand-man team, and was in the same team as Ya Ya.

Compared with raids and airdrops, the difficulty of defense would be relatively lower.

But now it seems that it is only a little bit.

Jiujiu's eyes turned and suddenly spoke.

"Speaking of Sister Teng Teng."

"What's wrong?"

"What do you think of my brother?"

"Your brother?" Teng Teng was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a moment, she suddenly said, "Oh, Ye Shi..."

"Yeah!" Jiujiu nodded her head quickly, with the soul of gossip burning in her eyes.

Seeing through what the little girl was thinking at a glance, Teng Teng sighed helplessly.

"That guy is still a child, right?"

Jiujiu was slightly stunned, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Yaya looked at her curiously.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, my brother always thinks I'm a child, hum hum...what's that sentence, anyway, this is retribution."

Jiujiu nodded her head with satisfaction, but before she finished speaking, a round of Iron Fist rocket launcher hit the wall in front of her.

The smoke and fire from the explosion instantly engulfed her, and even Yaya, who was a little further away, was almost swept into the explosion.

Looking at the pile of debris buried by the rubble, Teng Teng was slightly stunned, and her breathing froze for half a second.

The person she was chatting and laughing with the previous second, the next second, even the corpse could not be found in a complete shape...

"...Is this war?"

"Ahem...Don't be dazed!"

Before she could react, Yaya, who staggered to his feet, had already picked her up and clamped her under his arm, and retreated to the back through the rubble.

Teng Teng did not be dazed, but connected her consciousness to the crawler robot hidden on the street through the neural access device.

Only the last one was left.

Although she wanted to buy more, the things in the store were not infinitely refreshed, so she had to leave some for other intelligence players.

A team of ten rushed up, and seeing the retreating Teng Teng and Ya Ya, the legion soldiers who caught up obviously quickened their pace.

However, before they rushed to the nearby area, a violent explosion sounded from the side, and along with the thick smoke and flames that swept into the alley, they drowned everyone.

Teng Teng, who was held in Ya Ya's arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and pinched his slightly sore eyebrows with his index finger.

"... should be killed."

Destroying two teams of ten is a pretty good record, and it should be able to get a good evaluation after the battle.

Feeling the resistance pressing on his face, Teng Teng twisted his neck with difficulty, and looked up at Ya Ya with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

"By the way... can you put me down?"

...

When the two received the order to retreat to the town's central hospital, the players defending other areas also retreated here one after another.

Except for the players who could no longer leave or stayed behind, the originally full team of 1,000 people now only had less than 50 people.

The sporadic gunfire in the distance has gradually subsided, and from time to time one or two grenades exploded, announcing the death of the last person in the team.

Zhang Hai was organizing the remaining personnel to set up defenses.

"This is already the last line of defense... We have done our best."

After wrapping a bandage on his shoulder, Shao Cha Niuzi swallowed his saliva and said.

"Then have we completed our mission?"

"Probably."

Glancing at the legionnaires who were surrounding the courtyard wall outside the wall, Zhang Hai continued, "We have held them back for almost an hour... It should be enough."

The young man named Quanshui commanded well.

However, it is also normal that plans cannot keep up with changes.

The airship has too many bugs. It can detect, fire, and has a "damage-free shield", which is really difficult to deal with.

Everyone tacitly prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, a series of piercing screams suddenly came from the sky, and white smoke streaked across the sky and fell to the north of the town.

Like a rain of fire falling from the sky!

There was no time to dodge, and the armored squadron and the 1,000th Marine Corps advancing into the town were immediately caught in a boiling sea of ​​fire.

Looking at the rain of fire falling from the sky, the faces of the people guarding the courtyard showed a trace of surprise, but soon turned into ecstasy and excitement.

"Hahaha! Reinforcements!"

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Looking at the billowing smoke and boiling sea of ​​fire in the distance outside the window, Zhang Hai excitedly raised his rifle and shouted to the people behind the bunker.

"Prepare for a counterattack!"

...

The battlefield filled with gunpowder and the land baptized by rockets were like being gnawed by dogs.

One by one, infantry fighting vehicles and armored vehicles were emitting black smoke or sparks. Only eight vehicles of the armored squadron, which was almost fully staffed, survived.

The vehicle members limped away from the tanks, and some just crawled out from under the vehicles.

And those infantrymen exposed outside the bunkers were not so lucky.

Whether it was heavy infantry or light infantry, most of them were blown apart by rocket bombing, with their flesh and walls separated.

From the north side of the town to the periphery, there was no explosion-proof shelter to hide in.

Just as the soldiers who survived the explosion were wailing, five pairs of tracks suddenly came out from the billowing smoke.

"Damn! Tanks!"

Seeing the tanks rushing up from the front, the faces of the legion soldiers showed horror.

Although this thing looks primitive and has nothing to do with the word "technology", the hard steel armor and the towering turrets and coaxial machine guns are not bluffing.

Bullets and shells shuttled through the battlefield covered with thick smoke, and the soldiers who could still move retreated with rolling and crawling - including the few wheeled vehicles that survived by chance.

Without giving them the opportunity to turn the turrets, the armored formation that rushed into the battlefield from the north has already begun to harvest!

"Hahaha! It's finally my turn! Tiger, step on the accelerator! Damn... Four wheels run faster than my five pairs of road wheels, let you run!"

Sitting right under the turret, Makabazi's eyes were glued to the sight, and his right hand was tightly holding the trigger.

"Fire!"

With an excited shout, the 88mm low-pressure gun burst into flames, and a shell blasted out, accurately hitting the frantically retreating "Scorpion" infantry fighting vehicle.

The side armor less than 30 mm thick was instantly penetrated, and flames instantly burst out above the turret of the infantry fighting vehicle.

Makabazi shouted excitedly.

"Enemy vehicle destroyed! Quick! Reload!"

"Reload, reload! Stop rushing!"

The strength player squatting at Makabazi's feet rolled his eyes, but did not stop his hand movements. He took out a shell from the ammunition rack and stuffed it into the barrel.

Deafening gunfire sounded.

Soon another infantry fighting vehicle was destroyed.

The only eight vehicles left in the legion were quickly harvested by the tanks of the Alliance and exploded into a pile of scrap metal in the fire of the ammunition rack explosion.

These five tanks are the latest masterpieces of the No. 81 Steel Plant. Because it is the first "independently developed" tracked tank of the Alliance, it is named "Car No. 1".

Although the name is not as good as the goblin technology, the technology of the No. 81 plant is not bad at all.

The inclined armor, the relatively modern turret layout, and the classic five pairs of road wheels, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell that this thing is actually a copy of the BMP-1.

In order to reduce the number of new production lines, the 100mm low-pressure gun was changed to 88mm. However, due to the application of the latest N10 azide compound mastered by the Alliance, the armor-piercing ability was not weakened at all, but improved.

The only disadvantage is the 30-meter safety distance, which will be a bit difficult in close combat, but under normal circumstances, there are not many opportunities for tanks to get close to each other.

As for the slow initial velocity of the shells, it is not a problem at all.

No matter how slow the shells fly, they are faster than the wheels running on the ground.

The armored squadron of the legion has been completely destroyed. Twenty armored trucks carrying four-barrel anti-aircraft guns rushed out from one side of the road and started racing and shooting in the direction of the retreat of the 1,000-man team.

The voice of Brother Mole came from the communication channel.

"The tank formation continues to move forward!"

"Go straight through their northern position! Kill behind the western position to cover the infantry attack of the Death Corps!"

After receiving the order, Makabazi shouted excitedly.

"Got it!"

The battlefield shifted from the city to the suburbs, and the first troops to attack changed from the Death Corps to the Skeleton Corps.

Crossing the muddy north side of the town, 5 tanks and 20 armored trucks quickly rushed to the west side of the town along an arc-shaped trajectory, violently splitting the 1st and 2nd Thousand Marines in the middle.

At the same time, the Wolf Riders of the Death Corps followed the tracks of the Skeleton Corps and launched a second round of charge.

Looking at the battlefield in the sea of ​​fire, Rachel stood up from the ground with a rifle, his face full of shock.

When he saw the flames that exploded on the airship, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Soon his premonition was fulfilled, and the whistling sound fell on his troops like locusts.

With just one round of rocket coverage, more than half of his troops were killed or wounded, and most of those who survived were injured and could not fight again.

And it's not over yet.

The armored troops on the opposite side ran through the billowing smoke, and the chaotic gunfire and flying bullets made him almost unable to tell the directions for a while.

He had no time to think about where those people came from.

In a noisy communication channel, Rachel roared loudly, trying to gather the remaining troops and save the defeat.

However, it seemed too late.

The shrill whistle came from all directions, torturing his eardrums and almost collapsed nerves.

There were also loud military bugles.

One after another, swift figures passed through the smoke, which seemed to be the Death Claws, and the cavalry riding on the back of the Death Claws!

Those barbarian cavalry shouted slogans that he couldn't understand, waving huge "revolvers" in their hands, throwing grenades at the rear of their positions, and rushing over like a tsunami.

Through the boiling sea of ​​smoke, he saw a blue power armor.

The man held a hammer in his hand, and the death claw under his crotch was covered with an angular exoskeleton, which was very different from other cavalrymen from head to toe.

The man did not rush over, but just looked at him quietly, as if he had been staring at him for a long time. The same was true for the death claw under the man's crotch. The amber child's hole exuded a bloodthirsty light, as if it couldn't wait to have a full meal.

Rachel swallowed his saliva and clenched the rifle in his hand that didn't bring him much sense of security.

He felt a force that penetrated his heart, passed through his armor and chest, and grasped the hot beating heart.

The power did not seem to come from the amber child's hole, but from the power armor.

Or rather, the man hiding in the armor.

A trace of faint fear flashed in Rachel's eyes, but it was only for a moment, and the fear was quickly dispelled by the resolute eyes.

From the moment the rockets rained down, he knew he had lost.

But——

He would not surrender.

Gripping the rifle tightly in his hand, Rachel aimed at the man riding on the back of the Death Claw, and released the last madness with a roar.

"Come on!"

"There are no cowards in the Legion!"

The moment he pulled the trigger, bullets rained down like raindrops, and the sudden burst of firepower formed a hot net in the air.

However——

The bullets flying towards the man's chest seemed to hit an invisible wall.

He could not even leave a scratch on the azure armor, and the bullets he fired were blown to pieces by the silent storm.

Enraged by the gun flames, Neeko, who was ready to go, roared, and her thick hind legs exerted force, charging forward like a cannonball.

Rachel's eyes were filled with complete madness. He threw away the rifle with no bullets, pulled out the saber that he almost never used, and rushed towards the Death Trooper who was charging head-on.

"Go to hell!"

There was no clanging of metal.

His blade didn't even touch the nails of the Death Claw, and a huge airflow hit his chest.

The nitrogen-powered hammer that lifted up from the bottom disintegrated his defense without a trace of suspense. The black breastplate instantly turned into fragments and flew backwards in pieces.

The exploding nitrogen not only penetrated his armor, but also shattered his internal organs.

Rachel spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew more than ten meters away like a cannonball, and hit the wreckage of an infantry fighting vehicle heavily, and fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Neeko snorted and shook her neck, and her amber eyes showed some regret.

After finally hunting with the master, he didn't expect the prey to be so weak that it flew away without even being touched by his claws.

However.

He liked the armor that his master prepared for him, and felt that he had endless strength all over his body.

Chu Guang, who was riding on Neeko's back, took his eyes off the cold Rachel and raised the hammer in his hand above his head.

Through the speakers of the power armor, his voice resounded in the wilderness and echoed in the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

"Soldiers! Forward!"

"Cut off the heads of those beasts! Use their blood to irrigate our soil! By next year, the fertile soil will be full of flowers--"

"And we will comfort the immortal heroic souls with victory and glory!"

"Forward!!!"

The roar that resounded through the wilderness ignited the entire battlefield.

Shouts from all over the mountains and plains followed, all in response to the roar.

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

"For the hidden Xiaoyu and Boss Xia!"

"For the dog planner!"

"Long live the administrator!!"

"Demacia!!!"

The cavalry charge has ended, and the infantry of the Death Corps launched a charge to victory amid the whistles and the charge.

Three mercenary units led by the Storm Corps rushed out from the edge of the forest to block the retreating second and third thousand-man teams.

Looking at the azure armor galloping on the battlefield, many mercenaries from Boulder City showed surprised expressions on their faces.

"Is that... the administrator of the Alliance?!"

"The blue power armor! That's him! I saw him at the celebration at the beginning of the year!"

The administrator of the Alliance actually stood with them!

Even rushed in front of them...

In their opinion, this is simply unimaginable.

In previous years against the tide, let alone the Lord of the City who never showed up, they had never seen even the leader of the militia.

At most, an officer would come, wearing a power armor with impeccable defense, find a safe place to sit, and then watch them go to die.

That majestic figure planted a seed in the hearts of many people.

Although they themselves did not know what it was, and even less why their blood was boiling like a red-hot iron, at this moment even the most fearful mercenaries burst into an indomitable roar, and followed the players shouting and rushing towards the retreating legion.

The battle line that stretched for several kilometers was full of billowing smoke.

First, it was split and interspersed by the wolf cavalry of the Death Corps, and then it was torn apart by the infantry cluster from all directions. The casualties of the Legion Air Marine Corps have exceeded half, and the already heavy casualties of the entourage army have been completely destroyed.

Losing the protection of the armored units, continuing to suffer casualties, and the front-line commander died in the chaos...

The Legion Air Marine Corps surrounded by the town finally ushered in a full-line rout and fled to the position directly below the airship.

That was their only hope of survival.

If they could retreat to the fortifications, the survivors would have a chance to reorganize the defense.

However, they did not know that at the moment, while the main force was being tied up, the Jungle Corps had taken advantage of the forced landing of the airship and penetrated from the urban area of ​​Ruigu City to the camp directly below it.

500 strong men wearing KV-1 exoskeletons suddenly rushed in, and light and heavy machine guns released fierce firepower, and soon caught the two hundred-man teams living in the camp by surprise.

The Heart of Steel was in chaos at the moment.

The gun cabin in front was completely blown up, and the people on the airship were busy with their own affairs, and no one could give them advance warning.

Listening to the gunshots in the camp, the officers guarding the camp were full of panic on their faces.

Grabbing the adjutant, he roared.

"What about the Fallen Leaf Camp?! Why hasn't Korwe arrived yet!"

The adjutant's face was full of fear, and he said in a stuttering tone.

"Sir...these wastelanders have rebelled!"

"Fuck...these traitors!"

Without time to get angry, the officer quickly ordered to organize defenses, but before they could form an effective resistance, the second round of rockets fell on their heads.

Without the support of air firepower, and no counter-artillery to suppress the rocket artillery array on the opposite side, their camp quickly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The outermost defense quickly collapsed, and under the leadership of Midnight Killer, the Jungle Corps took down the entire camp in less than ten minutes.

And the casualties were only more than ten people.

Carrying a machine gun and walking forward, the Piltover paratrooper looked at Midnight Killer and said.

"...The defeated soldiers of the Air Marine Corps will arrive in 20 minutes, and there is expected to be a thousand-man team!"

"Leave them to Mosquito Brother!"

Looking up at the airship above his head, Midnight Killer took off the silver-white metal round tank shaped like an oxygen tank on his back and slammed it heavily to the ground.

The tip of the top was aimed at the airship directly above.

He pulled out the nylon buckle from the exoskeleton and hung it on the metal round can.

The others did the same.

Seeing that everyone was ready to take off, Midnight Chicken Killer shouted neatly.

"Release!"

With the order, bursts of white mist blew across the camp.

I saw thin arrows, like spears shooting into the sky, ignited after taking off, dragging the ropes made of devil silk and thin white smoke towards the belly of the airship.

After crossing a distance of four or five hundred meters, the arrows that passed through the shield and approached the airship were already at the end of their strength.

However, at the moment when the arrow touched the airship, the front end of the arrow exploded instantly, driving the steel hook into the airship armor.

Reaching out and pulling the rope to make sure there was no problem.

Midnight Chicken Killer looked up at the sky and shouted loudly.

"Give your heart to the Administrator!"

"Land!"

Accompanied by his roar, the winch in the tank began to turn, pulling him into the air.

Not only him, but also figures wearing exoskeletons also took off and flew towards the sky under the pull of ropes.

The soldiers on the airship were entangled with the Burning Legion and had no time to take care of these people.

Standing in the bridge, overlooking the ground, General McLen's expression changed from anxiety to surprise, and then from surprise to dumbfounded.

These barbarians...

are already crazy!

Violent shaking came from the bottom of the airship, and General McLen hurriedly reached out and grabbed the handrail on the side, almost falling to the ground.

At this time, a sergeant wearing an exoskeleton ran in from outside, saying with a panic expression on his face.

"...Report! Our landing cabin has been occupied by the enemy!"

Before he finished speaking, another sergeant soon stumbled in from outside the corridor.

"They took control of our garage! And started the two Scorpions we parked there... They fired at us with 45mm guns! We need reinforcements!"

General McClane's face turned slightly pale.

First the wing crashed, then the gun bay in front was blown up, and then the frontline troops suffered a heavy blow.

If he could barely keep calm when he saw Rachel's troops being bombed, and appointed Rachel's adjutant to take over the frontline command and retreat, but when he heard that the enemy had occupied the landing cabin of the airship, he finally felt a trace of panic that shouldn't have arisen in his heart.

"... These barbarians."

His lips twitched, chewing the word repeatedly, as if he could crush those people with just his teeth.

The adjutant standing aside took a deep breath and looked at the staff officer next to him.

The staff officer understood his eyes.

After a brief exchange of eyes, the staff officer walked to the side of General McClane and said in a low voice.

"General... For your safety, I suggest you retreat for the time being."

"Retreat?"

General McLennan stared at his staff officer in disbelief. Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, he finally relaxed his tense shoulders after a struggle.

The Iron Heart can sink.

But no matter what, the captain of the legion cannot fall into the hands of the barbarians.

That would be a shame for the entire legion.

Gritting his teeth and looking at the smoke-filled land outside the French window, he finally nodded his noble head.

"... Go to the escape pod."

The adjutant breathed a sigh of relief and said neatly.

"Yes!"

...

A long shuttle-shaped aircraft was launched from the tail of the airship, rushing towards the west like a meteor.

It did not attract anyone's attention.

The Jungle Corps that entered the airship was divided into two teams. One team went to the front area to support the brothers of the Burning Corps and flanked their legion soldiers at the same time.

The other team, led by Midnight Chicken Killer, followed the route secretly recorded by the old man in the battlefield and killed their way to the command area of ​​the airship and rushed into the bridge.

The French window overlooking Ruigu City was close at hand.

However, the officers here had disappeared.

The ten-man team stationed here was quickly wiped out. Midnight Chicken Killer, carrying a heavy machine gun, walked forward and searched around the bridge, muttering and cursing.

"Damn, let them run away..."

"Let them run away, at least this airship was captured."

Walking to the side of Brother Chicken Killer, the Piltover paratrooper took down the flag prepared in advance, smiled and said, "Come on, let's decorate this big guy."

...

The Alliance flag was hung outside the French window of the bridge, and the nearly five-meter-long flag fluttered in the wind.

As the Heart of Steel was captured, the Goblin Corps' aviation formation took off from the airport in the north of Dawn City and attacked the Legion Air Marines who were fighting and retreating.

Faced with the attack of rockets and the constant dives of propeller planes, the morale of the Legion soldiers who continued to suffer casualties was already on the verge of collapse.

After seeing the fall of the Heart of Steel, they finally lost their last courage and laid down their weapons and surrendered.

Chu Guang, riding on Neeko's back, looked up at the sky in the distance and a smile appeared on his face.

"The rain seems to be stopping..."

Neeko snorted a little as a response.

In the center of the dark cloud shattered by artillery fire in the distance, a beam of light was sprinkled. The beam of light was like a holy sword, piercing through the heavy rain curtain and inserted into the ground, with colorful outlines floating faintly around it.

It seemed to be a rainbow.

At the same time, at the headquarters far away in the western district of Ruigu City, Commander Quanshui untied the visor of his helmet and also saw the beam of light falling from the clouds. < /p>

Just now, he received reports from the front-line corps.

The Skeleton Corps, the Death Corps, the Storm Corps, and the three thousand-man teams composed of mercenaries have completely defeated the remaining resistance of the legion and captured the legion soldiers who gave up resistance as prisoners.

The Jungle Corps and the Burning Corps successfully controlled the Iron Heart.

Including the mixed thousand-man team that held on to the end.

Each corps perfectly achieved the final combat goal.

Although there were heavy casualties, many second- and third-line corps were even destroyed as a whole.

However, they finally won the victory and defeated the powerful enemy that was almost impossible to defeat.

And this land finally ushered in the dawn of peace.

Kakarot, standing next to him, carried a rifle and grinned.

"It's just in time for the rain to stop."

Commander Quanshui nodded gently.

"Yeah..."

"By the way, aren't we on the front line again?" Kakarot teased.

Hearing this, Quanshui smiled embarrassedly.

"You found me again, are you going to complain about me?"

"Hahaha, how could that be? It's good to win! Anyway, we are not the only ones who are just playing soy sauce... Isn't there another person who doesn't have the opportunity to go to the front line?"

Kakarot smiled heartily and patted him on the shoulder.

"Anyway... beautiful command!"