Chapter 392: Decisive Battle of Provincial Town (Part 2)

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The shells, like heavy rain and hail, fell wildly from the sky.
A violent explosion covered the First Avenue Pro, and destroyed the solid ground into a trembling rippling water surface.
A violent shock wave urged the dust and smoke to sweep along the street and hit the buildings on both sides of the street. The broken glass twisted everything and sprayed from the windows in other directions. The flames rose up into the sky with thick smoke, covering the sky and the sun, the strong light flashed back in the billowing smoke, and the sound was thunderous.
Without immersive people, it is difficult to imagine this eschatological scene.
Not to mention seeing it, just the sound of an endless explosion can make people collapse.
The artillery fire covered it for half an hour.
This is not a large-scale group battle in a field battlefield. This is just a battle for a street in a city battle! Coverage with such intensity of artillery is not just a waste. To be precise, it was a deliberate demonstration by Cordel!
People don't know how they survived. This half an hour seems to be longer than a lifetime. They prayed all the time, praying that this crazy sound of guns could stop in the next second.
Many pilots in the General Branch have a whitish mouth. That is a sign of hypoxia. In that horrible shelling, they felt like fish on the shore.
However, they are not afraid.
Especially when their eyes were thrown at the fat man beside him and the 120 mecha warriors who were indifferent and calm, what they had was just five-body worship and boiling blood.
From the location of the Pro Branch, you can clearly see the fat man.
At this moment, the fat man and the bandits and mech fighters are hiding behind the genre mech pavilion buildings on both sides of First Avenue.
The fat man was closest to the intersection. He opened the mech cockpit and squatted on the seat with his eyes smoking. To him, the violent explosion sound seemed to be just a string of firecrackers left in front of him. The other bandits and soldiers are exactly the same. Some of them smoke, some play handheld games, and others stretch out. Some of them dangled their heads and even fell asleep.
For a whole day of fighting, it seems to these tired guys that they feel tired.
In the Tailiu branch, Old Smith, Jeffrey and several elders watched silently what was happening in front of them. They are waiting for the end of this battle.
Unlike the old men who were a little worried in the end, young warriors such as Kozmo, Buzz, and Weatherrier, clenched their fists and made no secret of their blood. Beside them, the canopy of the private mecha is always open. As long as needed, they will jump in without hesitation and join the battle.
Now, they can only wait.
The Fat Man said that it was a grand and wonderful show. They are just audiences.

Cordel stared at the hyperopic screen.
On the first avenue of Prov, buildings were blown up. The small classical building on the street of the Heilongdao Mecha House next to the bank building has completely collapsed. Brick and wood crushed stone, splashing around in a continuous explosion, dust rolling.
The sandbags piled by the roadside had already been smashed, and when hit directly by the shells, numerous sands were set off. The broken sandbag was rolling in the air, and the windmill was generally spinning, throwing sand. Machine guns mounted on sandbags, rocket artillery, and metal bulletproof walls in trenches have been turned into twisted copper and iron, and ammunition has been blasted from the trenches of infantry.
The seven or eight mecha trenches across the avenue have been cut to half the height, exposing the soil under the subgrade. The wreckage of the black mech was burning violently, exploding like raindrops, throwing mech fragments on the walls of the buildings on both sides, making a loud noise.
In the artillery fire, the limbs were shattered to pieces and flew up into the sky, and the large pieces of flesh and blood stumbled down and hit the gravel dust. The blood was mixed in the soil and spattered radioactively on the walls, on the ground and on the sandbags. The dark red pulp spots on the ground were shocking.
Caudell looked at the picture in front of him drunkenly.
Burning flames, soaring smoke, flying limbs, burning wreckage ... This dazzling scene made him seem to return to the age of service in the Binalt Empire, in front of the irresistible Imperial Army, All enemies are crushed! In order to reproduce this day, he has been in the lonely North Union base for many years!
He waved again. Command the mech and fire a light signal.
With the last batch of artillery fire covering, the 2nd Battalion began to advance.
Nearly 400 mechas started to run at high speed. The heavy footsteps are intertwined densely, shaking the earth like a horse galloping.
Don't give your opponent any chance! This is Cordel's consistent strategic thinking! After being covered by excessive artillery fire, one-off troops are put into a rolling attack. The opponent will not have the room to exert their mecha level suppression power! Although their electronic interference has destroyed their own command and communication system, it also has an impact on the control of the mecha. However, in this fast-paced battle, the power of electronic interference will be greatly reduced.
As long as the second battalion can form a breakthrough! It will be a destructive battle.
In an instant, the two companies in the first battalion had rushed into the enemy positions in the thick smoke.
A moment later, the sound of gunfire that had just been silenced for a moment rang again. Accompanied by gunfire is the violent metal collision during melee melee combat.
More than 30 black mechs emerging from the smoke have been completely strangled with the 2nd Battalion.
These scarred black mechas were obviously the survivors covered by the previous gunfire. They are fighting the final resistance.
The red mech rises like a tide.
However, the black mech is still fighting!
Thirty black mechas formed a circular defensive formation, and were stuck in front of the red mecha. They cover each other and have evidence to advance and retreat. In the trenches, on the ruins of the collapsed building, leaps and bounds to fight desperately.
In the desperate hack of the black mechs, the red mech that rushed to the front fell down one by one. The rank advantage of the eighth-generation mecha against the sixth-generation mecha is absolutely overwhelming. Just like in the ancient Earth Gulf War, when the depleted uranium bombs of American tanks penetrated two Iraqi tanks one after another, the shells of the Iraqi tanks were opened by the armor of the US tanks.
However, the quantity advantage of the red mech makes up for this defect. No mech is invincible. Under the surge of the red mech, the black mech also began to suffer casualties. Outnumbered, they can only use skillful cooperation to alternately replace the mecha with red energy hood or lost combat power to the rear of the blocking formation.
Both sides, like two groups of mad lions, fiercely fight between the ruins of the craters. This is no match for victory, this is a contest of will and dignity!
Mech No. 01 driven by the fat man has become the death of all red mechs.
This black mecha, in the eyes of the mercenary mecha fighters, does not seem to be driven by humans. On the First Avenue of Prov, it is always at the forefront of the line of defense, and wherever it rushes, there is a storm.
Its advancement is as lightning as fierce, the battle axe in its hand, its fist and foot joints, and every part of its body and body are deadly weapons. Of all the mechas that are targeted by it, no one can escape. It cannot be killed by melee, and long-range artillery is useless to it.
It is like a ferocious cheetah, changing its direction from time to time to avoid artillery shells. The energy shield on it is at most light red, and as long as it slows down the killing rhythm and strengthens avoidance, it will not take long before it returns to a blue that is extremely desperate.
Red mechs fell one by one under his hands. Some of them were slammed into the formation by brute force, and were alive with a battle axe. Some were silently hanged and strangled from behind by others, while others were directly picked up and scattered on the ground into scattered parts.
If it weren't for the numerical advantage, or if it was not known that the enemy had reached the end of the lamp, only a final blow, many mercenary mech fighters could hardly rush forward.
No matter how fierce the lion is, there are times when we are tired. Finally, under the violent impact of the red mech, the black mech began to retreat. Their casualties are expanding and their number is decreasing. They must use the depth in their hands to resolve the impact of the enemy step by step.
Cordel looked at the farsighted screen blankly. He did not expect that after his almost desperate fire attack, the enemy's defense had not yet collapsed. The second battalion's attack was a battle of glued positions. And such a positional battle, do not know how long to fight!
On the screen, as the black mech retreated, more than a dozen black mechs in the back position came up. Under the leadership of the unusually fierce black mech, the defense line was stabilized, and the two sides were stuck again.
Cordel squeezed his eyebrows with his fingers, and his teeth were biting tightly!
[Elements of Fire] who fell down on the front line were all trained by him. The first battle suffered such a heavy loss. This makes him unbearable!
Looking at the map, between the buildings on both sides of First Avenue, there are only two horizontal paths side by side with two mechas. Cowdell punched the armrest of the seat and said sharply: "Command the third battalion , From the left and right wing blocks, ordered the immediate assault company to immediately attack! "

Zhang Kai weakly adjusted the sub-lens of the camera, trying to record everything that happened in Pro Town completely and truly. His physical strength had disappeared in the half-hour shelling. Until now, the brain was still dizzy.
In the buzzing ears, there were bursts of sobbing.
Zhang Kai pointed a sub-lens at the crying master beside him—a girl with slightly swollen eyes and crying pear flowers and rain.
Beautiful girl with dark, soft hair and big bright eyes. At this moment, she was standing in front of the window sill, biting her lip, tearfully watching the battle outside the window, sobbing from time to time.
Zhang Kai sighed softly. A few hours ago, the girl was cheering for the appearance of the black mech when she was cheering for the victory. At that time, her white little face flushed with excitement, her eyes glowed, and all her body was filled with youthful vitality and heartfelt joy.
However, I did not expect that after just a few hours, everything has reached this point.
Zhang Kai opened his mouth and tried to comfort the girl who felt pitiful, but he didn't know what to say. Everyone knows that the defeat of the black mech is inevitable.
The girl was crying, while the others in the building were pale. Despair, enveloped the town of Provo. In the distance, in the center of the city, there were also bursts of gunfire. Although the world is big, people have nowhere to go!
Below, the ant-like red mech started another round of deployment.
The mechas that had been staying behind have all been pressed up, and they walked along the block path to the first avenue. Throughout the two wing blocks, densely scattered mechas!
Zhang Kai sighed and reached out to turn off the camera. He also didn't want to film the failure of this black team.
Even if you lose your job, don't shoot!
Zhang Kai felt that, for at least that period of time, these mechas and him, and everyone in Provincial Town, were connected by blood with the enemy. Although the two sides have nothing to do with each other, that feeling is absolutely true.
However, Zhang Kai's hand stopped when he was about to press the switch.
Suddenly he found a sub-camera with an extremely strange picture-in a hidden corner of an infantry trench, several simulation models in soldier uniforms were posing in various shapes. On them, there were piles of rags. There are also blood bags and pieces of pork.
A shell that happened to hit there suddenly exploded. Zhang Kai was taken aback by the flash in the camera. He stared at the picture weirdly-in the picture, flesh and blood flew across.
Zhang Kai's heartbeat was accelerating, a hunch that drove him to quickly turn all the shots into wide-angle shooting.
In the lens, the tide-like red mech has been completely pressed up, and the entire first block is full of dense red creeping.
The black mech seems to have given up resistance. They retreated quickly, and they could not be defeated. In front of them, the red mech that rushed in the center attacked more aggressively and rushed faster.
Red goes in and black goes out. The flowing colors on the screen are dazzling.
However, when the black mech that had been at the forefront retreated past the last mech trench, the dazzling chase came to an abrupt halt.
The earth was trembling, and a thunderous thunder rang from the ground.
Time, suddenly solidified.
People looked around in horror and wondered what happened.
Also overwhelmed, there are those red mechas in the picture. Their actions were a bit hesitant, and some mechas even stopped and looked around. These soldiers walking on the edge of death instinctively realized the danger.
Suddenly, a thunder from the ground broke out of the bank building and exploded into the air. Immediately afterwards, a more violent series of explosions, like drumming drums, passed through the buildings around the first block quickly, deafeningly.
Like the eruption of a volcano, and the volley of hundreds of guns of an old warship, the windows and gates at the bottom of the buildings in the first block were sprayed with countless tumbling flames and soot.
In the terrible explosion, the buildings began to tilt.
After a few seconds, the shock wave spreading around the first avenue block pushed the dense dust into the impenetrable dust, rolling to the surroundings, rolling to the sky, covering the sky!
The bank building is gone.
The Delphi Business Center building is gone.
Clear flow, lore flow, and broken mountain flow building are all gone.
Zhang Kai was stupid, and the girl beside him was stupid.
Everyone is stupid.
At this moment all the blood in the whole body rushed to the top of the head, and then brushed back. A shock wave of electric current climbed directly from the tail spine along the vest to the back of the head.
No one can believe what is happening in front of us-in a moment, all the height of the entire first block of the square disappeared!
The first block was razed to the ground!
People rolled their eyes hard and looked at each other palely. It seems to want to confirm a certain conclusive answer from the other party-that hundreds of red mechs are over.
You don't have to wait for the dust to dissipate, just look at the direction of the collapse of the building to know that there are few red mechas that can escape this horrible disaster!
This is a slaughter, once ... a carefully planned slaughter! (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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