Chapter 1024: Deep Assault (3)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1265 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:12:41
After a burst of indiscriminate bombing, the army under Mangul attacked the defenders around the northern entrance of the city with a wedge of three hundred tanks.
At its tip, seven fortresses of war, like armored iron fists, rushed into the bulletproof plate and into the front line the defenders were still building.
Some defenders tried to resist these super heavy armor. Their artillery fired at these giant machines, but it had no effect. Those anti-tank guns were tickling for the solid front of the war fortress.
In order to pursue absolute defense, the design of the war fortress has highlighted all-round defense. Even the rear is covered with heavy armor plates, which reduces their mobility, but allows them to be free from big battles in street fighting. The threat of some weapons.
Facing the counterattack of the defenders, the giant artillery carried by the War Fortress also responded quickly, pushing the shells through the buildings and armor.
Boom~~!
The black smoke cloud blooms in the air, gradually spreading and splitting, exposing the flame inside.
The smaller vehicles followed, killing those vehicles that were half-dead or seriously injured. The rocket launcher and the mortar-equipped vehicle launched the death iron rain in front of the advancing queue. The overlapping explosions were like scattered flowers. Bloom.
The garrison's front began to bend, and the troops still flowing from the entrance of Shibei Railway Station intermingled with the troops that were retreated by the main attack of Ok, and formed a chaos within a kilometer outside the entrance.
In the southern part of the city, the urgently dispatched rover mechs of the Citizen's Temple and the army of the New California Republic were held together, and two biped machines covered with black iron and scorched marks strode through the previously concealed position as if in the ruins A monster walking around in the maze.
The energy shield shone under the fire and rain, and after a period of time, the two roaming mechas would stop and then salvo.
The white-hot energy beam hit the ground, and continuous shells and rockets fell like raindrops on the edge of the storm cloud.
When the dust from their most recent salvo fell, the first towering machine rushed out of the front.
A hundred meters behind it, its companion was following, and his head and weapon wobbled as his pace increased.
They have scored enough records-hundreds of elite guards, and a squad of tanks covered with dust.
Those are simple prey, not worth mentioning for machines like them.
On the head of the roaming mech, the occupants listened to the signals from the city.
Thousands of reinforcements gathered in the urban area, trying to strangle a beast trapped in a rope net.
It doesn't matter, victory is only a matter of time.
Da da da~~!
Without warning, an intermittent line of fire rose from the ruins and hit the headed roaming mecha.
The seemingly solid energy shield collapsed in an instant, and the exploding projectile hit its head.
The mecha shook its head, like a dog driving a group of bees attached to its fur, and at the same time blindly fired back.
Plasma and shells poured out of its weapons, turning the surrounding ruins into dust and hot steam.
Subsequently, the mysterious attacker fired again at the roaming mech, this time with only one shot.
Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!
The intense beam of light accompanied the scream of metal evaporation through its head like an ancient knight's helmet.
Afterwards, the roaming mecha fell with the broken metal scream and the lost gear.
The last message sent by its driver was a warning to its companions.
"Oak carries high-power energy weapons!"
The signal was screaming, but another steel had already fallen.
Tank Takiman felt his eyelids begin to tremble, and wanted to close.
Between the hills of rubble, the paving stones have been crushed and blackened by artillery fire, but compared to the chaos around it, it still seems quite calm.
Here, they are staying in the front to defend against the enemy's attack, but if there is no noise in the communicator and the flash of mist in the distance, he may think they are here alone.
Shortly after they arrived at the assigned location, the adrenaline faded away, and fatigue returned.
Damn it! I just want to sleep now.
He thought so that as a newly promoted tank driver, he had less than thirty hours of actual combat experience. It stands to reason that he should first arrive at the front of Dunwich with his car team, and then be subjected to the scourge of war there.
However, halfway through, he and his troops were ordered to turn.
Ouke's always-armored group crossed the frontier of Dunwich in a weird posture and drove directly towards the rear.
If such an action is placed on a human force, it is definitely suicide.
Staying away from friendly forces, breaking away from supplies, and going deep behind enemy lines, any of which is a fatal mistake for a normal army.
However, Ouke's army has absolutely nothing to do with the word ‘normal’.
No one dares to say how serious the consequences of indulging such a force to wreak havoc in the rear. The hinterland of the New California Republic has not experienced war for hundreds of years. Once people find that death has been in the shadows, it will inevitably cause a violent society. turmoil.
This is something that neither the top military nor the presidential palace wants to see.
So Ok must stop here, can't go deeper, this task is not easy.
Beside him, young and even young main gunners were trying to stretch on the main gunner's bench that he was not yet familiar with.
A few minutes ago, a mortar shell hit the square, the dull cracking sound really scared them, but nothing came with the shell.
On the north side of the city, the Oaks are violently advancing, the south side seems to be well-held, and the middle part seems to be forgotten, at least this is what he can judge from the microphone.
But the war was clearly happening — the mist hissed with the flash and shivered furiously, but these were a little far away from here, looking at the calm square, he felt like a glass covered in upside down Insect in the cup.
"Is there anything?"
The sound of another tank in the squad came from the microphone. They were all driving the standard Shield 2 type.
"No."
While replying, Raman was looking at the square from an observation hole at the top of the turret.
The thermal imager is not turned on, but it doesn't matter, and there is nothing to see anyway.
The two tanks are hiding behind the ruins of a building on the west side of the square, and only their two vehicles cover the square and guard for a distance of half a kilometer.
There were initially some other tanks here, but they later pulled out to other locations.
Such ambush tactics seem to be very effective for Oak ~ EbookFREE.me ~ after all, they are such reckless creatures.
However, the worst part is that he is quite sure that the others on this part of the line have left without getting orders.
They are newcomers and have only recently joined the army. They want to see the real war, get their hands dirty and get a few more kills.
Raman almost wanted to laugh at this.
But he had to stay here, and now there is only a half-squad team. He knows that he should be troubled by this, but he finds that he really, really does not care.
If it’s always quiet here, it’s good—
boom--!
Something roared across the square. A wave of air pushed the fog in front of it. Before it disappeared between the ruins, Raman saw the savage lines and crimson armor.
The next second, the echo when it passed slowly faded.