German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 52 The Terrifying Four Plus One
There are a few bright spots in the distance. They are an aviation mage team of the Franks. This place is already behind the Frankish line of defense. They are here to investigate the situation.

"It's the aviation mage team at Supply Station No. [-]. They asked about our number and situation."

The adjutant's inquiry came from the wizard team, and he immediately reported to the captain beside him.

"Tell them our number, then tell them to stay away and stay alert.

There is a very dangerous German mage here, we chased here all the way from the front line. "The captain said lightly, and ordered the surrounding team members to continue to be vigilant.

After receiving the reply, the team stopped at the same spot and formed a defensive formation, which put a little pressure on the captain. After all, with the audience, they must not be embarrassed again.

"Up there! He's up there!"

The concealment technique suddenly lost its effect. A soldier saw Karl's figure and immediately started shouting. At the same time, he aimed his gun at the direction where Karl was. Everyone also turned their guns, preparing to shoot Karl down .

Karl's magic response instantly increased, he didn't move, but let the Franks' bullets hit him.

The defensive cover was shattered, and a bloodstain was left on the side of the face by the bullet. The hot aftermath of the explosion technique burned the cheek, causing the wound to scab instantly.

But Carl's eyes were as firm as iron, and he pulled the trigger suddenly.

"May you rest in peace and return to the embrace of the bullshit god!"

This time, Karl superimposed four explosion spells and one flame spell. The power of the explosion was enough to spread 300 meters away. Even Karl had to retreat quickly to avoid being affected.

"go to hell!"

A huge mushroom cloud was burning in the sky, and the black smoke engulfed the flames, which stunned the Frankish team watching the battle from a distance.

With just one shot, the Franks' squadron was wiped out, after all, their queue was too dense.

Karl glanced at the rifle in his hand. The barrel had been deformed and completely scrapped. After all, no gun could bear this kind of magical power output.

Skillfully unloading the barrel, Karl took out another one from the back of the vehicle and replaced it, then glanced at the Frankenair mage team in the distance, and turned his direction to his own position with disdain.

The speed is maintained at 50 kilometers per hour, which is a normal speed that is neither fast nor slow.

This is a provocation. The maximum speed of the Falcon 17 is 60 kilometers per hour, but that is the speed of the vehicle itself. In fact, in combat, mages will use flying and acceleration techniques, and the speed often reaches or even exceeds 100 kilometers per hour.

But that team was already terrified, they were just a team of aviation mages composed of recruits, they had no actual combat experience at all, and they were responsible for patrolling and guarding at the garrison point.

The above only use them as reserve soldiers, otherwise they will be sent to the battlefield in the form of reorganization, that is to send food to the Germans.

So they didn't dare to move at all, they could only watch Karl leave until his figure disappeared into the distance, then they realized that they flew down to see if there were any survivors.

However, there was one survivor, that is, the adjutant of the squadron. He was dying at this time, and the wounds on his body and face looked horrible. .

"The devil! The devil of Germany!"

The adjutant shouted, staring straight at the sky, but his eyes were already burned by the high temperature, and he could only feel darkness.

Carl's figure echoed in his mind for a long time. That explosion and that spell would make him immortal. Whether it was five years, ten years, or 30 years, that terrifying blow would never be forgotten.

"The higher authorities asked us to collect the wreckage and report the details. Let's transport the wounded back. There are better treatment facilities there."

The team leader reported the situation with a walkie-talkie, and then got an order from their superiors to collect as much debris as possible and bring them back.

Because many people suspect that the Germans used some kind of secret weapon, they need to analyze and test the wreckage, and when they learn that there is still a survivor, they demand that the unlucky guy should be revived no matter what, so as to obtain more valuable information. intelligence.

At this time, Karl was panting heavily in a dense forest, and his magic power had bottomed out. He had pretended to be relaxed before, so that the enemy could relax their vigilance. At that time, the remaining magic power was not enough to escape at high speed.

"Can't even use healing techniques?"

The burning pain on Carl's face caused him great pain, but the treatment failed, so he took a pack of gauze from the back of the vehicle and wrapped it around himself.

The best way to restore magic power is to sleep, but there are Franks around here, Karl dare not close his eyes at all, he can only wait slowly, and change the vehicle's Lakram by the way.

The Lakram used by the vehicle is dissolved into a liquid state, and it is installed in a groove on the side of the engine. It looks like a beverage bottle. People in this world call it a "fuel rod". You need to be very careful when replacing it, because this Stuff can explode too.

However, Lakram's detonation is different from gasoline. It is not an open flame and high temperature, but magic power. It is very sensitive to magic power, which is why the logistics staff are not magicians.

Karl's magic power is almost exhausted now, so there is no need to worry about blowing this thing up.

Taking out a spare Lakram fuel rod, Carl reloaded and checked.

Unfortunately a few were broken down, but fortunately they were all insignificant and would not affect performance.

After hiding the vehicle with dead branches and fallen leaves, Karl took a gun and came to rest under a tree. He had already found Frank's aviation mage in the sky.

Looking around looking for something, after a brief thought, it seemed that they would not look for anyone else in this kind of place except themselves.

"This should be the time when I'm worth the most." Carl smiled, and then tried his best to soothe his muscles and recover his magic power as quickly as possible.

On the other side, the retreat of the Brandenburg Division is still going on, but the Franks' offensive is much weaker. The German Air Force has already started reinforcements, dropping bombs on the heads of the Franks, which forced the Franks to retreat. It is no longer possible to launch a large-scale attack.

At the same time, the battle of the aviation mages has also come to an end. After all, they are all supporting the ground troops. Now that the ground troops have died down, they have no reason to continue fighting.

What's more, both sides suffered heavy losses.

On the Frank side, three air mage brigades were invested, with the purpose of crushing the 503 air mage brigade of the Brandenburg Division, thereby gaining control on the battlefield.

As a result, the battle was extremely fierce, and the crazy fighting style of the Germans made it difficult for them to parry. In the end, they failed to gain the air supremacy advantage as they wished.

On the German side, the 503 Air Mages Brigade showed extraordinary courage in the face of Frankish wizards who were far superior in numbers.

They fought bravely and were not afraid of sacrifice. Almost all three squadrons were disabled, with more than half of the casualties. After paying a heavy price, they drove the Franks out of the sky over the Brandenburg Division and successfully protected the heads of the army officers and soldiers.

"What? Carl is missing?"

(End of this chapter)