Chapter 442 Codename "Luoxia"!
In the endless wilderness, the roar of tank guns was like the sound of drums, and thick flames burst on the horizon.
A Conqueror V light tank tried to outflank the left side of the Skeleton Corps, but was soon hit by a 155mm caliber high-explosive shell.
The shock wave generated by the explosion poured into the body of the vehicle through the gap between the turret and the body and the observation port. The terrifying overpressure effect instantly caused the tank crew to perforate the eardrum, rupture the spleen, bleed from the mouth and nose... and lost their combat effectiveness on the spot.
The tank moved forward for a while and then broke down next to a crater.
One kilometer away.
The player who served as the gunner in the No. 2 tank that fired and hit the light tank excitedly waved his fist.
"Hit the turret!"
"Awesome!"
"Hahahaha! The power of this 155 is simply too awesome!"
"Stop talking nonsense, the power type, reload!"
"Fuck, I have an ID!"
The 60mm smoothbore gun of the Conqueror V light tank was like a tickle when facing the Alliance's No. 2 tank.
The Conqueror No. 10 and No. 11 tanks, which could pose a threat to the No. 2 tank, were all targeted by the No. 2 tank type B.
The 60-megajoule electromagnetic gun is already an anti-ship weapon.
A Conqueror No. 10 tank was locked by the electromagnetic gun. As the charging was completed, a deafening sonic boom was ejected from the muzzle along with the shock wave of the air.
A blue arc was vaguely visible in the misty gas, and then an orange-yellow afterimage lingered in the air.
The nearly 20-kilogram "steel needle" left not a hole on the opposite tank body, but a deep pit that was sunken inward.
The steel twisted together in an extremely cruel posture, and the sparks ignited the ammunition rack. The whole tank turned into a burning iron coffin, and brilliant fireworks exploded on the sand dunes.
"Beautiful! Haha!" Looking at the fire burning outside the observation window, the driver shouted excitedly.
"It's a must!"
Mole smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, pressed the switch to charge the capacitor, and at the same time held the joystick to turn the turret to the nearby foxhole, switching to the coaxial machine gun to fire.
A series of red tracers poured over like raindrops, making a sound enough to make people tinnitus, and sparks and dust of death jumped around the foxhole.
A soldier tried to fight back with a rocket launcher, but without even a chance to aim, he was shot into a sieve by dozens of bullets and fell into the pit like a rag.
Even if large-scale wars infinitely compress personal abilities, the advantage of agile players in reflex nerves still allows them to exert the maximum combat effectiveness of their equipment beyond the standard.
In terms of reaction and aiming speed, the combat effectiveness of these puppet troops is far from the opponent of the players.
"Don't fight to the death, keep moving forward!" Mole shouted loudly after firing again and destroying a tank that came from the north to support.
35 tanks were like spearheads, piercing through the south side of this line of defense. Troop transport trucks carrying infantry followed closely behind, and then transport trucks carrying supplies.
The light infantry hiding in the foxholes tried to stop the advancement of this steel torrent, but most of them were pressed to the ground by the coaxial machine guns of the tanks and could not move.
That was a tank.
The well-deserved king of land warfare.
Without guided weapons and aircraft support, how could they be stopped by a few infantry?
Mole admitted that the legion that strategically predicted their marching route was indeed very capable.
The tactic of lining up heavy tanks in the sand as fixed turrets, filling the lines with foxholes, and distributing light tanks on both wings to take advantage of mobility to attack the flanks is indeed remarkable.
No matter where the Alliance contacts them on the front line, they can nail the Alliance to the Gobi Desert with their solid armor and sufficient firepower, and then the armored units that surround them from other directions will surround the Alliance.
However, the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom underestimated the strength of the Alliance, the speed of mobilization of enterprises under the influence of the Alliance, and their determination to support the battlefield.
When the No. 60 electromagnetic gun was taken out, it had already declared the failure of the Legion's tactics.
When the Legion's heavy tanks could not stop this spearhead, this unbreakable wall would become a fragile iron sheet.
He only needed to carry a shovel and hammer upwards to break a big hole.
Those tanks buried in the sand pits, on the contrary, became live targets waiting to be harvested because of their loss of mobility.
It was the light tanks cruising on the edge of the battle line that caused a lot of trouble for the Skeleton Corps.
Although the 60mm smoothbore gun could not penetrate the upper front and turret armor of the No. 2 tank, it was enough to break the tank's tracks.
It takes a certain amount of luck to shoot at the tracks rolling close to the ground while moving, but as the battle continued, they succeeded twice.
The tracks of the two No. 2 tanks were broken and they broke down on the battlefield one after another. Several players carrying tool boxes jumped off the nearby trucks and ran towards the broken tanks. However, before they could start repairing them, a high-explosive bomb hit the turret.
When the smoke from the explosion dissipated, only a blur of flesh and blood was left around the tank.
Shaking his groggy head, the commander sitting in the turret pulled out the intercom and shouted loudly in the all-channel.
"Don't worry about us--"
"Keep going!"
The two Type 2 tanks that had lost their mobility no longer tried to repair the tracks, but used themselves as fixed turrets, using 155mm smoothbore guns to support their teammates who continued to move forward.
Although it didn't take long for the two tanks to be destroyed by the Type 11 heavy tanks that came from the north and south sides, before they were destroyed, they killed 6 Type 5 light tanks that tried to rush up to block the friendly flanks.
Both sides suffered continuous casualties.
Looking at the stagnant green dots on the VM screen, the mole sitting in the tank destroyer gritted his teeth and ordered the troops to continue moving forward.
4 tanks were destroyed.
In addition, there were five troop transport cards and two supply cards.
Ten infantry squads were forced to get off the vehicles, and only 79 were still alive.
Being left behind in this situation, their fate was doomed.
Mole took a deep breath and gave an order in the group channel before they left the communication range of the command vehicle.
"Attention, all teams, all units that have lost their mobility will be organized into Group B..."
"Use all means and methods you can think of to attack the enemy units closest to you, even if it can only delay them for a minute, or even a second!"
"See you on the forum!"
Although this order means that those who cannot move forward will be left behind, no one feels desperate, and no one complains.
In response to his order-
There are only excited shouts and courageous oaths.
The Legion will never know that the Alliance's biggest trump card is not the 155mm gun, nor the 60-megajoule electromagnetic gun...
but those in the shelter.
"Group B Squad 1 received!"
"Team 2 received!"
"Ahhh! Team 3 charged!"
"I'll fight them!"
"Never retreat!!"
Under the command of the squad leader, the left-behind infantry quickly dispersed. Some of them started charging with RPG rocket launchers, while others occupied the foxholes that were previously suppressed by the Alliance tanks, digging out anti-tank weapons and 10mm heavy machine guns buried in the sand.
The soldiers and tank crews of the First Armored Motorcycle Squadron of the Falcon Kingdom soon found in surprise that even if they destroyed the Alliance's vehicles, they could not take the burning wreckage lightly.
Even if they were burning with flames, the crew members who climbed out of the turret would draw their pistols and fire at them.
Looking at the face that looked like a demon, the commander sitting on the Conqueror No. 10 tank turned pale, subconsciously pulled the trigger, and fired a burst of bullets with the tank's coaxial machine gun.
The man on the turret groaned twice and soon fell into the flames. Soon he became a charred corpse, but the pistol was still in his fist.
"... These people are crazy."
The tank commander couldn't help cursing. Just as he was about to turn the turret to aim in other directions, a loud bang came from outside the turret.
Then the transmission structure made a series of creaking sounds, and the turret was firmly embedded in the body of the vehicle and could not move.
The metal jet of the armor-piercing shell squeezed into the connection between the turret and the body. Although it failed to penetrate the turret, it "welded" the parts under the turret.
The tank commander's face changed immediately.
"Fuck! My turret is stuck! The body tilted 30 degrees to the left, reverse immediately! Quick!"
It took some time to clear out these infantry scattered in the Gobi Desert, so the support troops coming from the north and south sides failed to complete the encirclement pocket in time.
Led by five tank destroyers, the Skeleton Corps easily tore a hole in the defense line. On the contrary, the Falcon Kingdom's First Armored Motorcycle Thousand-Man Team, whose battle line stretched for more than ten kilometers, was scattered like a plate of sand in the desert because the support effect was not as expected.
When they finished assembling and caught up again, the Skeleton Corps could at least leave them behind by twenty or thirty kilometers.
Mole breathed a sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, the black shadow standing on the sand dunes in the distance made him alert for a moment.
"Enemy tanks were found... Is that thing a tank? Strange, I can't see its heat source."
The voice of the Elf King Fugui came from the communication channel.
As an agile player and possessing the amazing skill of thermal vision, he served as an observer in the Skeleton Corps.
Mole also saw the tank on the sand dunes, and Brother Fugui's report made him feel a little unusual.
The wedge-shaped armor looks quite modern...even sci-fi, but the layout of the gun barrel embedded in the vehicle body is too retro. Although omitting the gun turret can reduce the tank's flaws, how does it plan to aim at the target?
Relying on the speed difference of the track to twist the vehicle body?
And the weirdest thing is here. Its track is not pressed under the vehicle body. Not only is it suspended on the outside, but it is also horizontal in a twisted posture, like two broken chopsticks.
"2.5 kilometers ahead target! Tank destroyer crew fire!"
Five deafening sonic booms sounded, and five 20-kilogram steel needles hit the tank at the same time.
However, something unexpected happened.
The tank was not destroyed.
The shells carrying terrifying kinetic energy, let alone penetrating the armor, did not even create a spark or scratch on its shell.
The people of the Skeleton Corps could hardly believe their eyes.
The Elf King Fugui swallowed his saliva, and even his voice trembled.
"Fuck..."
Is it fake! ?
There was no time to discuss whether it was true or not, as a deafening cannon shot cut off the players' thoughts.
Mole only had time to see a shell thrown out of the opposite vehicle, and then a Type 2B tank on his left burst into flames!
Since a metal hydrogen battery was installed on the basis of the fuel tank to power the capacitor, the power of the Type 2B tank's explosion was far greater than the basic model.
At this moment, he finally recognized the tank.
"Fuck... It's a Wanderer!"
This thing has actually been delivered to Luoxia Province!
What shocked him even more was the power of that shot.
Neither the intelligence provided by the battlefield man nor the intelligence shared by the enterprise had any data on its penetration depth. Therefore, the alliance could only design the upper front and turret armor of the Type II B tank destroyer based on the enterprise's suggestion, based on the 120% increase in the penetration data of the 120mm smoothbore gun, to ensure that at least one round could be received with the face.
However, they did not expect...
The terrifying armor-piercing ability still exceeded their expectations.
Coupled with the Meissner effect armor that was comparable to absolute defense, conventional means had no effect on it at all.
The mole gritted his teeth.
There was no time to hesitate...
Even naval gun-level weapons could not penetrate the terrifying armor, and it was even more of a dream to expect the 155mm smoothbore gun to deal with it.
There was only one choice, that was to follow the reverse slope of the sand dune in front, go around to the two sides of the monster, and then break up and continue to move forward...
After all, it needed to adjust the direction of the gun barrel through the tracks.
It would not fire at both sides at the same time!
The thought in his mind was turning quickly, and the mole made a decision in just one second, shouting loudly.
"The No. 2 B-type tanks are organized into Group C, follow me to the northwest!"
"The rest of the troops will disperse and advance to the southwest!"
"We will meet on the east side of the airport!"
...
On the other side, about 100 kilometers south of the Lost Valley, next to the sand dunes under the Zhoerbal Mountains, there was a silver-gray aircraft shaped like a dragonfly.
12 blade-shaped flexible long wings stretched backwards, converged and overlapped, and under the wings, there was a pair of jet engines that provided the main thrust.
Its name is "Cloud Dragonfly", which is a flapping-wing aircraft. A 35mm rotary cannon is mounted under the protruding nose, and 6 neural connection/graphic recognition guided rockets are mounted in the bomb pod under the belly, which requires two crew members to operate.
Compared with the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft made by Factory No. 81, this thing is more like a real "dragonfly".
The 12 blade-shaped flexible wings achieve stable hovering and high-speed maneuvering without blind spots through high-frequency wave vibrations.
Its maneuverability is stronger than that of a rotary-wing helicopter. After all, a helicopter has to twist its butt to turn, but it only needs to adjust the frequency of vibration.
And in extreme conditions, its instantaneous acceleration can reach more than 9G like a real dragonfly!
And if it switches to horizontal flight mode, its cruising speed will not be much worse than that of a fixed-wing aircraft, after all, it is a pair of twin-engine jet engines that provide the main thrust.
Of course, although it can switch to cruise mode like the Orca transport aircraft, it is not a fixed-wing aircraft after all, and its maximum speed is close to Mach 1.
In comparison, it is more like an armed helicopter with stronger maneuverability and the ability to switch to horizontal flight mode. And it has no requirements for the take-off environment and landing environment. It does not need to keep the fuselage as horizontal as possible like ordinary helicopters, as long as it is not tilted upside down.
Therefore, it can be loaded on a truck and pulled to the vicinity of the battlefield like a tank, or it can be deployed to the vicinity of the battlefield by the "Orca" transport aircraft with its wings folded and then unfolded.
For example, this "Cloud Dragonfly" was deployed in the latter way!
Due to its exaggerated bomb load and super maneuverability, this flapping-wing aircraft achieved impressive results in the battle against mutants and was well received by the military and civilians on the East Coast.
However, fighting with the Legion is probably the first time in a century...
Sitting in the main driver's seat, Luo Yu took a deep breath and looked at the time again.
The time has come.
Operation codename "Luoxia".
According to the combat plan formulated by the Army Command, the Skeleton Corps will arrive at the east side of the Lost Valley before dusk and assault the airport where a full-strength 10,000-man team is stationed under the cover of the "Yunting" flapping-wing aircraft.
Although there are fewer people, the Alliance has tanks and "Wuzhi", and it should not be a big problem to deal with a group of "French fries" without armor protection!
However, the Skeleton Corps still did not appear in the communication range, and it must have encountered some trouble.
Although very anxious, it will be dark if we wait any longer...
Looking at the co-pilot under his feet, Luo Yu said in a serious tone.
"The plan has changed. The Skeleton Corps can't arrive. We may have to act alone."
To raid the airport with only one "Wuzhi", to be honest, this is no different from suicide.
But there is no other way now.
Every second of delay will increase the threat to the Alliance's homeland.
The co-pilot wearing a pilot's helmet chewed gum and replied sparingly.
"Collect."
Luo Yu: "..."
Are all the newcomers so awesome now?
[Xinghe Bu Ru Meng], this sounds like an ID that uses anime avatars, but the person himself unexpectedly has rich flying experience, and he drives a helicopter.
The most important thing is that this guy is a smart guy in the intelligence department!
Due to the influence of Brother Mosquito, most pilots in the Alliance are trained in the agility department.
After all, the expertise of reflex nerves and visual nerves is far more helpful to pilots than muscles and metabolic functions, and the agility department is easier to level up than the perception department.
Players who can train the intelligence department to LV10 awakening and have experience in helicopter driving are as rare as giant pandas in the server. In the end, I picked this guy out after searching for a long time.
By the way, he can fly a helicopter. Is this guy from the Army Aviation?
Or a student?
However, Luo Yu did not ask more questions. It has been a long-standing tacit understanding of this game not to inquire about the other party's real life and name, and not to discuss work in the game.
He had only heard a vague rumor.
A newly established "relevant department" got a lot of good things that benefit the country and the people from the more mysterious operator in some way, and all this is inseparable from the efforts of the players in this game.
Although it sounds a bit like an urban legend, if this is true, the mysterious relevant department should organize "professionals" like himself to enter the game, right?
Thinking of this, Luo Yu couldn't help but wonder why his superiors didn't organize him.
Is it because of the rules and confidentiality, or is everyone "bringing their own dry food"?
Or...
The rumor is just a rumor, and the so-called mysterious relevant department does not exist at all. It is just an explanation hidden in countless smoke bombs.
However, it doesn't matter which situation it is.
Don't discuss things that shouldn't be discussed, and don't mention things that shouldn't be mentioned.
He only needs to do what he is doing, and the rest will naturally be taken care of by the right people...
"Are you going to fly or not?" The gunner chewing gum complained.
"Okay, okay, it's starting!"
Luo Yu's thoughts were interrupted, and his eyebrows twitched fiercely. He resisted the urge to kick him, recalled the tutorial in the manual, and stretched out his index finger to turn on the switch.
The twin main thrust engines ejected a faint blue arc, emitted a buzzing sound like a hair dryer, and the rolling airflow blew up rolling dust.
The twelve wings were divided into four groups and spread to both sides, shaking like waves, and finally turned into invisible shadows.
Having never driven such a sci-fi aircraft, Luo Yu couldn't help but feel excited and held the control handle with both hands.
"Hold on tight!"
Without waiting for the gunner's reply, the aircraft lying on the sand dune leaped forward like a frog, and the speed of the forward advance suddenly increased to 120 yards, and quickly soared to 400 yards.
"Awesome..."
Looking at the rolling dust and yellow sand under his feet, Xinghe, who was sitting in the gunner's seat below, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The fastest speed of the Wuzhi-10 is only 300 yards, and the general cruising speed is only about 200 yards.
Not only does this flapping-wing aircraft have a maximum speed far exceeding the upper limit of ordinary armed helicopters, but it can also "eject and start", breaking 100 in two seconds... What kind of anti-aircraft missile can hit this thing?
It's a pity that it's in the game.
If this were in reality, the opponent would be scared to death!
The surprise only lasted for a few seconds.
Xinghe recalled the training content of the corporate instructor and turned on the airborne radar.
The light blue cursor swept across the screen, scanning the radio signals within ten kilometers and the life signals within one kilometer, searching for enemy targets.
A distance of 100 kilometers is only 10 minutes for Yunting, which cruises at a speed of more than 500 yards.
After consuming 1/4 of the energy, the outline of the valley soon emerged on the Gobi Desert in the distance.
At the same time, what caught the eyes of the two was a vast dust and galloping cavalry.
The machine gun positions of the legion sprayed flames and fired wildly at the cavalry.
The sturdy breastplate played a certain role, but it was not very effective in front of the 10mm caliber heavy machine gun, and the cover effect was not even as good as the dust raised by the horse's hooves.
They were very brave.
Even though their companions kept falling off their horses, the momentum of the charge did not stop at all.
However, blocking them were at least 6 machine guns, 5 wheeled armored vehicles, and nearly 100 infantrymen holding automatic weapons.
Even though they have an absolute advantage in numbers, their firepower is still not comparable to that of the other side.
And this gap cannot be filled simply by courage.
It is hard to say how many people will be left when they rush to the opposite position...
Xinghe, who was operating the airborne radar, was the first to discover those people.
"A small number of radio signals were detected in front... What is that? Cavalry?"
Luoyu, who was driving a flapping-wing aircraft, raised the altitude by ten centimeters to make the field of vision wider while ensuring safety, so as to observe the situation in front.
"It should be the cavalry of the Hump Kingdom."
"Hump Kingdom? Aren't those people sitting in silence on the border?"
"It was true before, but looking at the post on the official website, Wei and the others seem to be trying to persuade Petra Fortress to join the battle."
Hearing Luoyu's answer, Xinghe was slightly stunned.
"... This works too?!"
He had heard before that in "Wasteland OL", player behavior can change the historical process and version progress of the game world, but he didn't expect it to be true? !
This surprised him even more than the "virtual reality network" formed based on the players' cognition and dreams.
After all, this means that before updating a version, the dog planner prepared at least N versions to correspond to the N possibilities of world line changes...
"In short, this is good news for us. If they can successfully contain the legion's support troops, we can maintain low-altitude flight and advance to the edge of the airport... But it seems that they can't hold on for long."
"Want to help them?"
"Can you hit it from your current position?"
"The height is not enough, unless you pull it up 50 meters--" Shaking his head, Xinghe stopped talking halfway, his face changed wildly and said, "10 kilometers ahead, 60 degrees elevation, the UFO is approaching us at a speed of Mach 6!"
"6 Mach!?"
That can only be a missile!
Almost instinctively, Luo Yu stepped on the left steering rudder and raised the joystick.
The "Cloud Ting" that was speeding along the ground shuddered and almost flashed to the upper left.
However, even at a speed that was almost like teleportation, it still almost missed the fatal blow!
The dust of the explosion was left behind by the speeding flapping-wing aircraft for several kilometers.
However, before the two of them could celebrate their survival, a burst of machine guns came roaring in, almost landing beside them along with the red dot that broke into the radar boundary.
The sound of breaking the sound barrier came from above, and then the roar of the machine guns came belatedly from the front.
"...Fuck!"
Staring at the scraped canopy, Xinghe cursed, and turned his head sharply, but he could no longer see the plane.
"Damage status!"
"Two wings of the right second wing group were damaged, the main engine is intact, and there is no big problem--"
Before Luoyu finished speaking, Xinghe had already pressed the switch of the weapon system.
With a few whooshing sounds, five rockets were fired from the pods, rushing towards the five wheeled reconnaissance vehicles on the ground in the distance.
With the support of the neural connection system, he completed the lock in almost 0.3 seconds.
The five reconnaissance vehicles had no time to dodge, and even had no time to turn the muzzle to aim at the flapping-wing aircraft that suddenly appeared in the air, and were blown into a pile of scrap metal by these five metal hydrogen-charged rockets.
The defenders on the south side of the Lost Valley were stunned by this scene, and the fierce firepower network even paused for a moment.
They only saw a few white tracks flying from outside the field of vision, and then their reconnaissance vehicles were blown into scrap metal.
The cavalry of the Hump Kingdom were also stunned by this scene.
However, the burning flames brought them not fear, but hope of victory.
"It's reinforcements!"
The captain of the personal guard, who was riding on a horse, raised the carbine with a bayonet in his hand.
Even if he was shot several times.
Even though his shoulders and legs were stained with blood.
He still stared with bloodshot eyes, venting a deafening roar.
"For the kingdom! For the gods! For our home——"
"Go!!!"
Above the sea of sand.
Trying to save the aircraft with damaged wings, Luo Yu gritted his teeth and straightened the joystick, then looked at the gunner under his feet and shouted.
"Why did you suddenly open fire?"
"It's too late!"
Xinghe, who was sitting in the gunner's seat, had swallowed the gum in his mouth and analyzed calmly.
"According to the radar, the speed of the aircraft is at least Mach 2. Even if we increase the altitude and switch to cruise mode to avoid it, the fastest speed is only Mach 1... and he only needs another round of dive to take us away, and we can't even fly to the valley."
"... The Legion has more than one jet deployed in Luoxia Province, and there is also an escort wingman!"
It is a bit unrealistic to expect to use helicopters to deal with fighters. Even if they are equipped with air-to-air missiles, there is no chance.
This has nothing to do with the technological content, but is determined by the battlefield positioning of the two.
To avoid the first round of attacks, it must be that the opponent has never seen such a novel thing, and they did not expect that they would make a "right angle 90-degree translation maneuver" almost perpendicular to the flight direction during horizontal flight!
And it was at a ejection speed of nearly 9G!
However, now, this trump card has been seen.
If it were me, the next round of dive would definitely not be just a simple tap of the fire button, but a long press of at least one second to strafe!
He would not bet on the other side's second mistake.
If they can't fly to the airport...
At least they have to put the allies' ground forces in before they crash!
As he spoke, Xinghe did not stop his movements, and quickly switched to the 30mm rotary machine gun, pouring bullets at the machine gun fire point on the south side of the Lost Valley.
As if he understood his intention, Luoyu tacitly pulled up the control sense and increased the power of the main thrust engine to the maximum, sacrificing maneuverability in exchange for the maximum acceleration.
"Have you ever been a co-pilot of a two-seat attack aircraft?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Luoyu took a breath and continued.
"Let me experience it for you!"
Including the damaged and broken flapping wings, the twelve blade-shaped wings no longer trembled, but gathered in the middle, overlapping and splicing into a wing.
The dark blue arc sprayed the heated and ionized air, and the soaring Yunting broke through the sound barrier in an instant.
At this moment...
The "Cloud Dragonfly" leaping into the sky seemed to have turned into a beam of light!
The rain of bullets from the air, like feathers falling from a bird's wings, splashed to the south side of the Lost Valley and landed in the direction of the cavalry's galloping horses.
The rain of fire of death fell from the sky, and the machine gun positions on the south side of the Lost Valley were bombarded into a mess, and the output firepower dropped sharply.
The 35mm high-explosive shells left not a hole on the ground, but a pit as big as a washbasin!
Without the suppressive firepower of the machine gun positions, the defenders of less than a hundred people were quickly submerged by the charging cavalry.
Some were trampled into meat paste by horses' hooves, some were stabbed in the throat by bayonets, and more were shot behind the bunkers by carbines in the hands of the cavalry while fleeing.
After paying more than half of the casualties, with the support of the alliance's "armed helicopters", a gap was finally torn in the southern defense line of the corps.
However——
The rain of fire that burned itself and guided the cavalry to charge did not last long.
At the moment when the cavalry rushed into the barracks, the roaring machine guns descended on the top of the "Cloud Ting" flapping wing aircraft faster than expected.
Under the 20mm machine guns, the twelve overlapping wings were instantly broken.
The cabin cover was shattered, and the engine that sprayed blue light burst out red flames and electric sparks!
However, before it became a pile of scrap metal, it successfully burned itself out, emptied all the spare ammunition, and fired the last rocket in the rocket nest——
Two white smokes popped out from the explosion.
Under the gaze of countless eyes.
One fell into the valley.
One fell to the airport...