Chapter 993: The tendency to top (5)

The enemy also launched an attack on Little Dome, even if it was as simple as Ok, it knew that it stood high and fought far. As the only commanding height in the entire area, this place is very important for both parties.
It is difficult to judge the number of opponents in this poor visibility, but the head of the Second Mob Regiment, Jano Civis, is estimated to be at least 30,000.
The main component of this unit is the black flag of the Bloodfang Legion, those so-called elites.
In the eyes of Janochweis, they are more like a group of ignorant thugs than soldiers, and they match the brutal pattern of Ok.
But there are a lot of problems that make Janochives uneasy.
What kind of power or concept has allowed Oak to launch such a sudden attack? In addition to the vicious traitor, what is that power intended for? If Oaker defeats the guards at Dunwich, what is the next step?
How many enemies are there in that thick fog?
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !
Enemy leaders drove a large group of infantry surges, and the soldiers with a black flag behind them roared in the mouth, and Janochevis could still hear the drums.
The first wave of attack was not the black flag Jiaya, but a large number of ordinary boys with simple equipment. They planned to use those boys as cannon fodder and fill the trenches.
The artillery had poured 20 minutes of artillery fire on the enemy front. They had caused considerable damage. The ground outside the trench was covered with craters and corpses.
The watchman at the highest level directed the artillery to bombard the densest enemy group.
The shells fell into the enemy's front, raised flames and debris, and threw the broken body into the air.
But they still follow.
"machine gun!"
Janocheves issued instructions to the defending fighters, his intention was to resist these attacks as far as possible, because he needed to save heavy weapons on the true Oak elite.
The soldiers guarding the highlands have no complaints. They constantly sweep the enemies below with semi-automatic rifles and grenades.
Mountbatten also sent a limited number of Wolverine wizards on the high ground. They are all volunteers from the Benedict Empire and are not the same way as the war of the New California Republic.
But at this moment, they are also fighting for human beings, and their swords are unsheathed, waiting for the enemy to arrive.
Only War Wu Luben appeared absent-minded.
His sword stick is held in his hand, he wants to act, he wants to fight, he is angry and frustrated, which adds to his anxiety.
"Hold on."
Janocheves warned him.
"I need you when Ok comes in."
Ruben's answer was like a roar.
"Then they better come quickly!"
Janochevis didn't take care of him, the warriors equipped with a single division were few, and they were all selected by Mountbatten personally.
The Oaks attacked again, and the outermost line of defense was full of holes.
Some fortifications collapsed, and the green figures were endless. They rushed to the heights, and corpses were piled along the way. Many black flags were already in sight.
Boom~~!
The rocket shouted towards the machine gun position high, and Ok's artillery tried to fight back.
Janochevis grew more worried about ammunition supply.
At this time his deputy head came over.
"Any news?"
"No."
"What about the sir? Does he have any new instructions?"
"No."
The deputy head shook his head, and he was slightly embarrassed.
The mortar made a muffled noise behind them, and Janochives heard more rockets roaring towards the position.
"Can your people pinpoint the source of those rockets? The artillery had to be removed before those guys blew up all the machine gun positions."
Hearing Jano Cives, Ruben nodded.
"I don't know how they found us so quickly? It seems that they knew our deployment from the beginning."
Reuben whispered after giving instructions to the war witch under his command.
"Eavesdrop on our newsletter?"
Janochevis speculated.
"impossible."
Reuben shook his head.
"Ok doesn't seem to have this technology."
"That's our luck."
Yano Civis said regretfully:
"It's not the first time today anyway."
The roar and drum sounds became louder, and another wave of Oak came to the small dome mountain. Janochevis stood in the front command post within the range of the enemy's rocket bombardment, using the telescope to observe the enemy's movements.
"They have something wrong."
Jano Civiz enlarged the image in the goggles and found that a lot of buttocks followed the feet of many of the Oaks rushing to the front. They were wearing bomb vests or holding explosives in their hands.
"Don't let them enter the trenches!"
Janochevis ordered that the snipers began to kill those self-explosive farts.
Some exploded exploding in death. One of them was almost over the trench when it was hit, and their vests immediately released a huge arc of flames.
Janochweis felt the ground tremble under his feet, and a trench of several hundred meters at the front was disintegrated in an instant. Now the soldiers were retreating into the second trench, which was less than one hundred meters from the top of the mountain. .
"They worked harder."
Reuben whispered.
"Yes."
"I bet this is to pave the way for a truly elite offense."
"They must weaken the line of defense first."
"Let me lead someone to fight back!"
Reuben roared, his voice overwhelmed by the explosion outside.
"You should know that against Ok, only by killing the leader can you break the offensive."
"The theory might be: you will die. If I am stupid enough to send someone to go with you, they will die, and the ammunition and military strength will be seriously damaged. No."
Ruben glared at Janochives.
"Do you doubt my courage?"
"In a way, yes."
Janocheves nodded.
"We are fearless, but at this moment I think you are fearful."
Reuben took an angry step towards Janochives.
"How dare you insult me ​​like this! I am not afraid of death!"
"I know you are not afraid of death, but I think you are afraid that our future is about to die, and the world we know is about to die."
Ruben blinked.
"If... we fail, Janochevis?"
"Then someone will avenge us, Ruben."
War Witch looked away.
"Go to find the artillery position of Ok."
Janocheves told him.
"Our artillery needs guidance."
Reuben nodded and strode away.
In the deep cave below the battlefield, Sennai could hear the muffled explosion from the ground, and the dust on the top of the cave was shaking.
He heard the blasting sound, the roar of light weapons, the continuous roar of artillery; and the mad roars and drums that followed one after another.
In the nearby cave, technicians wearing uniforms of the civic temple were busy restarting the ancient instrument.
Although it has gone through thousands of years, the machine itself seems unharmed, but it lacks enough energy.
He peered through the observation hole and saw the etched circuits and brass buttons.
It is so old that it may be the relic left by the first human pioneers who set foot in this world.
Very old, beautiful, and also very powerful.
"It can only be so."
He summoned several technicians to let them try to boot and start the system.
"Let it reach the maximum power first, and then measure it."
Senai suggested.
"The energy output should be higher than the baseline requirements in case of unexpected needs, maybe we can transfer some energy to -"
A voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Can this be used?"
The judge turned and a man walked into the room, Mountbatten.
"It must be ~EbookFREE.me~ with somehow confidence in his words.
"When will it start?"
He looked at the old machine with confusion and asked.
"Same, it will take about half an hour."
"We are far from half an hour."
Mountbatten said openly.
"They have already reached Little Dome Mountain, can't you hear them? When they get in, they will burn these things."
"So, general—"
Senna turned around and continued to observe the operation of the machine.
"Just make sure they don't fight in."