Opening game, American Tycoon

Chapter 1527 Crash (first update, please subscribe)
"That day, the earth trembled, and even the Sierra Nevada glaciers had an avalanche. The "Scepter of God" destroyed everything, and the majestic and invincible fortress was vulnerable in front of it. Like a cream cake, it was torn to pieces with a heavy fist by the teasing people..."

On May 5, the imperial floating force dropped 3 "God Scepters" on the fortress. The next day, the floating force bombed the fort again and dropped 26 "God Scepters". On the 52st, the bombing intensity was intensified again. The floating force dropped 4 "God Scepters" on the fortress, and at the same time dropped 36 tons of heavy aerial bombs weighing more than 5 kilograms on the US defense line.

In war people die in different ways.

Some people were buried in the ruins of the fortress, some were torn to pieces in the violent shock wave, some people's internal organs were shattered because their chests were on the ground when they avoided the bombing, and some... For ashes.

But... everyone is mortal.

What day is this?
It was the ninth day after the destruction of the fortress, the bombing was still going on, and everything was crumbling from the explosion in the distance.

"The Ming devils seem to plan to use bombs to destroy everything, to level our fortresses and our defense lines. Compared to the Ming Empire, we still seem to be stuck in the Napoleonic era. We thought that war was a war with people, but here , we are at war with machines, tanks running on the ground, planes in the air, airships... how can humans defeat machines?"

In the telegram of Lieutenant General Post to Arthur MacArthur, he described the situation on the front line in an almost desperate tone - fighting with machines.In the general's desperate words, he didn't know that in another world, a group of soldiers once fought with their descendants with flesh and blood. They defeated the American war machine with flesh and steel will.

But the will thing, for Americans, is too mysterious.

However, the U.S. military is also brave. After all, this is the west. Weak men have already died, either by the hands of Indians or by bandits, but most of the latter, even if the "Scepter of God" shocked Even caused a small earthquake, but the U.S. troops guarding between the Coastal Mountains and the Sierra Nevada Mountains are still fighting tenaciously, guarding the golden goddess skirt.

The war was fought with even greater intensity.

The roar of heavy artillery broke the silence of dawn.The earth was moaning again, and with the violent shelling, the buildings in the town were constantly blown into the sky, and the wooden houses were burning.

The walls of the church were shaking again, and bricks and Saturns fell from the broken walls.Sergeant Hariand dragged the heavy machine gun to the ruins of the church, and everyone was in the corner, waiting to resist the attack of the Ming army.

The bombardment hadn't stopped yet, and the planes roared over the town again.The roar of the bomb cut through the thick smoke and fog, and the rumbling explosion shook the entire town. Almost all wooden buildings in the town were destroyed in the violent explosion and burned to ashes.

Wilkinson covered his ears and lay on the ruined wall, hot dust rushing into his open mouth.He didn't hear, but felt the cry.It was a roaring, but miserable, frightful cry, in which the whistling of bombs and the rumble of explosions mingled together.

When he looked up, Wilkinson saw someone running in the mist of dust, and the man shouted as he ran.

"Empire devils—Empire!..."

A burst of submachine gun fire drowned out the piercing exclamation.

"Empire Devil..."

In the next moment, there was a short machine gun sound among the ruins of the church, and the soldiers picked up their rifles and shot into the dust and smoke.

Wilkinsump saw a fellow run and fall over the stones, fires flickering in the dust, and he too called out:

"Empire devils—Empire!..."

Behind the dust and fog, some unseen submachine gunners were desperately shooting at the lying US troops. Some of the US troops guarding the church were shouting, and some rushed to the door to shoot at the attacking and Ming troops.

The bullets from the imperial devil's submachine gun hit the brick wall, and the bullets of "Ding Ding" flew away, whizzing past their heads and sides.

Facing the powerful submachine gun fire, Wilkinson couldn't lift his head at all. He could only cover his ears and lay down under the wall, his rifle was pressed under his body.

At this moment, a huge fire dragon suddenly appeared in the dust, and it rushed out dozens of meters, directly into the ruins of the church, and the moment the fire dragon hit the wall, it slammed away Just like a goddess scattering flowers, countless fire dragons splashed, and at the same time a huge fireball swallowed everything around.

"what……"

Many U.S. troops who had been hiding in the ruins were instantly engulfed by the flames and ignited. People screamed in horror, and they jumped out directly regardless of the flying bullets, stumbling and running.

Accompanied by the rapid gunfire of submachine guns, several Pyromen were knocked down to the ground.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, burn 'em..."

Someone shouted loudly in the smoke and dust, and when the voice fell, the sergeant leaning on the gap between the ruins pressed the trigger button towards the smoke and dust.

Accompanied by the chug of machine guns, there were several screams in the smoke.

"Machine gun, machine gun..."

"Fireman, the machine gun right in front..."

When the voice fell, accompanied by a special "sudden" sound, an orange-red fire dragon flew out of the smoke and dust, and flew to the ruins more than tens of meters away.

"what!……"

The moment the fire dragon flew into the narrow gap in the ruins, it dispersed with a "bang", and then there were bursts of desperate cries of pain from the ruins, and then fifteen or six firemen ran out, They screamed and cried in pain.

Heart-piercing howls echoed over the town. On this battlefield, in addition to the choking smell of gunpowder smoke, there was also a strong smell of gasoline. The smell of gasoline and sulfur permeated the air.

What's even more frightening is that among these flavors, there is even a special smell of barbecue.

Smelling the familiar smell of barbecue in the air, Wilkinson, who grew up on a farm, felt sick for a while. In the past, his favorite food was barbecue, but now the smell in the air made him feel unprecedented. despair...

"Let's run!..."

Someone, it seems to be Sarnyi, the Italian from the company, pushed him on the shoulder:
"Run, if this continues, we will all be burned to death!..."

While talking, Sarny jumped over the window and escaped. Wilkinson followed him, jumped out of the window, fell to the ground, and then crawled towards a bomb crater. Dust, and the choking smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.

The plane circled at low altitude above the town, and the attacking Daming devils shot all the creatures with submachine guns.Behind him came the rapid discharge of submachine guns, shouts, the explosion of grenades, and the cheers of those Ming devils.

"We can't go to the fortress, going there must be a dead end!"

Sarny called to Wilkinson,

"Run away! While you can still escape, otherwise we will all die here..."

(End of this chapter)