Chapter 375: 6. Attacking tanks (13)
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Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science
- Millennium Empire Naval Colonel
- 2180 characters
- 2021-03-03 01:45:34
As an army that was branded with the signature of "using technology for human life" at the beginning of its establishment, the Defence Force of Alfheim paid special attention to the use of artillery. Not only the original "Wood Conscience Cannon" has developed into a large variety of artillery that covers various battlefields. It also attaches great importance to artillery training and artillery training. As a leading year of the era, it is not difficult to engage in several rounds of fake artillery extension.
In an hour, the artillery officers gave full play to the "honorable tradition" that had caused the logistics department to scold the mother. Sixty thousand rounds of artillery shells repeatedly washed the walls of Asograna and the nearby ruins. The 305mm self-propelled artillery that continued to fire like a machine gun had to be stopped and cooled. The red mortars were being stopped in batches. Later, for the fourth time, the real artillery extension began to smash steel and explosives into the urban area. The long-awaited bridge tanks and engineers quickly added temporary passages on the moat, and the tanks covered the armored engineer battalion. Through the steel plate bridge and the collapsed city wall, entered the city.
The commando team slowly entered Asograna in a search formation. Under the cover of the chariot, the commando cat leaned on the waist and followed in small steps. Two air defense leopards followed on both wings, and the muzzle of the double 37 anti-aircraft gun pointed upward. If there is a "self-detonating hero" who wants to jump out, what a surprise, the rapid-fire anti-aircraft gun will tear him into pieces in a flash.
Although the artillery vowed that no one could survive the baptism of the shells, the previous small situation at the Bilinus Pass... let their credibility be slightly shaken, and the commanders proceeded according to the standard step coordination process .
The armored engineering battalion quickly entered the city, the infantry behind them began to sweep the remaining enemies that were still alive, and the white coats of the chemical defense company began to assemble dangerous special artillery shells and steel bottles. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Surprisingly, the heavy artillery that could exert great power in street fighting did not enter. After the commando captured the block that had been flattened before. The operation was immediately stopped. The infantry troops did not follow up. They seized the time and built their fortifications on the basis of chariots. Occasionally one or two angry Castilian warriors came out and were soon put in.
The sporadic gunfire became more and more sparse, and finally weirdly silent.
The engineer battalion placed a defensive formation to alert the surroundings. The muzzle is facing any direction that may be attacked. There was no target on both sides of the street, and there were no civilians-the residents were all hiding in the house, secretly peeping at their enemies from the gaps in the doors or windows. The commander could feel the horrified and hostile eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.
"How long will it take for the chemical company?"
Major Sherman rushed to Corporal Klecamp, the communications soldier, and asked the little Corporal to press the headset and the receiver and communicate with the rear through the radio for a while. Heads-up report:
"In 25 minutes, they were assembling those shells. Captain Eberhardt said the gadgets were dangerous and must follow the procedure."
"25 minutes..." Looking at the beautiful city streets that had not been affected by the shelling, the major leaned over and grabbed a handful of dust, watching the sand dust slip from his fingers and drift towards the port. When only a handful of yellow is left on the hand. Major Sherman pointed to a house and slowly said:
"Tell the newt, from there, set fire."
"Observe, sir."
The corporal nodded and shouted at the microphone. Soon, three Salamander fire-fighting chariots modified from leopard chariots came up. In the horrified gaze of the Castilians, a fire dragon sprayed at the wooden house.
Almost instantly, countless people ran out of the house. For a time, the farmer stepped on the forehead, and the women and children wept. The cry of "Charlie Man set fire" shook the city.
Everyone thought that the "compulsory course" after the loss of the city wall in the siege battle-the massacre was about to begin. Except for the very few people who can't walk or would rather die in their own homes, all of them ran wild like a deafening gunfire, most of them ran to the cathedral or port, counting on the refuge of the mother and the church, or driving from the port The boat escaped into the sky.
The residents were all terrified, and no one stopped. Look around. If someone did that, he would find that after igniting a few houses, the Defense Force Commando would once again turn into defense without further advancement. In addition to killing some of the defending soldiers who tried to counterattack, most of the gunshots were also used to create a terrorist atmosphere.
The Defence Forces did not want to engage in a chaotic street battle-a protracted battle from house to house. After repeatedly fighting for each building, after throwing away countless bodies, it was the ruins that were finally handed over to the winner. It even happened that one army occupied the first floor of a building and the other occupied the second floor. The two sides launched a brutal fierce battle, but in the end the two sides only exchanged strange positions with each other.
They don’t have much time to waste in this city. Now, they need some quick solutions to problems... Before that, they have to stay at home and wait for the lovely citizens who have passed the disaster to rush to the streets.
"Within half an hour, the battle will end."
Captain Eberhardt, the company commander of the chemical company, looked serious, and his colleagues and officers nodded with suspicious expression.
The captain with a doctorate in chemistry could only shrug, took the microphone, and gave an elegant order to his men in white protective clothing with red and white octagonal armbands on their left arms:
"Start."
The chemical mortar fired a round of volleys, and the shells fell on the streets where the crowds gathered. The shells marked with yellow triangles and skulls did not explode after landing, and a large amount of yellowish smoke overflowed from the shells. At the forefront of the street position, the cylinder valve was opened, and the same yellow mist spread down the ground against the ground. With a hint of fruity yellow gas rushing to the unprepared crowd, a few curious children sucked hard.
This move may be ignorant, but it may be correct.
People fell one after another, and the same symptoms appeared on them-dizziness, nausea, chest tightness, foaming in the mouth, spasms of the limbs, difficulty breathing. The children who breathed the smoke in a big mouth no longer moved, and inhaling high concentrations of nerve gas accelerated the death process, and the pain lasted only one minute. Adults who are physically stronger than them are suffering one more minute.
Sarin, the scientific name of isopropyl mefronate, a by-product of pesticides, the brother of Tabun and Soman, one of the early neurotoxic gases.
The first actual combat investment was in the subway in District 11. Caused thousands of casualties. Next, its coquettish figure can also be seen in the chaotic Middle East. This deadly gas with a fruity scent is harvesting life in Asograna.
Captain Eberhardt was satisfied with the sarin gas with internal code G3, compared to the less toxic Louis gas and mustard gas. The new poison gas is more toxic and difficult to defend. Even if the victim covers his mouth and nose, contacting the sarin through the skin can be fatal. Residents driven to the streets will soon report to the mother goddess-if it is mustard gas. This process is unbearably long.
May the goddess hang over these souls.
Captive Eberhardt, a devout believer, prayed silently, and turned to faceless colleagues and officers. On the ground outside the city, the creepy screams were still very clear-so clear that the screams would be heard from his side. The officers who had seen bloodshed and killing could not maintain their restraint.
"There are 20 minutes, sir."
The captain provided a time to determine the death of most residents, and continued to add:
"After 20 minutes, please fire the incendiary bombs to clean up. Until then, please do not let any soldiers enter the city."
As if Commander Dietrich in nodded silently, the general then asked the staff to issue the order—including several special forces.
Soldiers with metal detectors on their backs confirmed that the operation was working properly, and accountants were wearing gas masks cumbersomely. Although organophosphorus poisonous gases can be removed by fire, no one can guarantee that they will not happen.
The task force of the accounting department is not responsible for combat tasks, nor is the metal detector on the soldier's hand used to search for mines.
Their job is to take away all the precious metals, artworks, books and classics in the city, etc. and register and pack them. Consider the practice of many rich people hiding precious metals in plywood or underground. Corresponding detection equipment is indispensable. In front of this latest metal detector, even a golden tooth in the grave can be found.
Book classics and literature materials are numbered by specialized personnel-only textual materials with labels and file numbers can be connected. If they are broken, incomplete, and the label and file number are wrong, those are just a bunch of years. The parchment is meaningless.
The sculptures and murals have not been forgotten, and the professionals of the armored engineer battalion know how to protect the statue without harm. To remove a sculpture together with the base, the task force also has enough chemical tape to take away every mural in this ancient city.
When the task force searches for loot, Stasi’s special operations team will also advance with the cooperation of the hunting battalion. They will carefully search every street and every house with vital sign detection glasses. Sometimes relatively primitive tools are used-specially adapted stethoscopes to monitor walls and floors. Once a hidden net fish is found, it will be eliminated immediately.
When these two groups of people were finished, the main business of the armored engineering battalion came.
In accordance with the orders of the General Staff, they will destroy Asugrana systematically and once and for all in a meticulous manner. Turn this millennium ancient city into scorched earth and rubble.
Under this cruel command and the raging poisonous gas, Azugrana can't leave a city with a living human being, what has happened here-novel weapons, tactics that have never been seen, wearing titan A strange soldier in the Sri Lankan military uniform-no word will spread.
It's not just Azugrana. Girona is also not good.
In Girona, the Stasi Special Operations Team and the medics are busy. They are busy dividing residents into categories, first separating men, women and children, and then separating those who can and those who cannot. Finally, a strong and strong young labor force was selected, and these people were caught on the train with a and bayonet. The remaining old and weak women and children cried, screamed and waited for "the next train". A big pit has been dug out of the city. The bulldozer is on standby...
The train was heading north, and the men crowded in the carriages like animals were anxiously fortunetelling their own fate. No one knows where the train with KZ will go and what fate is waiting for them.
KZ, Cazet.
It is much simpler to read than the full name of its elven language "nslager".
The train driver blew his whistle, and the binder hanging on the side flipped over ~EbookFREE.me~ with a place called "Katyn" on it.
There is a dense forest on the edge of the Principality of Ross near the Arctic Sea.
Three years ago, V.E paid a sum of money to the Principality of Ross’s intelligence agency "Okrana", the Bureau for the Protection of Public Safety and Order. Since then, a single-track railway has led to this forest. The freight train went full of people and returned with potatoes and other crops, but no one ever came out of the forest, just like it was eaten by the forest... (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome You come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read at m.)
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Li Lin: Yesterday's winners are poor and anonymous, us two! Congratulations!
Niederhogger: Today’s question 1. The internal number of sarin gas is G3. What stem is this? (Hint: In Gundam Z, an organization named after a giant made its first attack, and since then its reputation has plummeted, and it hasn't fallen until its destruction.) Question 2. Place name: Katyn. What is its prototype? (Hint: The big wave of grievances in Pingdu Town is one of the great things of Comrade Iron and Steel, one of the great comrades of iron and steel, that bear that year...) Hurry up, everyone!