Path of The Dragonborn

In the afternoon, 14 o'clock.

"Now we are holding joint military exercises! The 4th and 5th Mech Divisions will carry out combat operations in order! The glory is bestowed on the Empire and the Imperial Army!" Accompanied by a passionate voice of natural anger, in Craig Under the command of the lieutenant general, the excitement and concentration quickly spread throughout the training ground under the spread of the speakers, "So-now!"

"Yes! Sir!" The soldiers answered neatly and loudly. Just now, Lieutenant General Craig had been standing by when he was talking with everyone. The silent adjutant and Nethalt split his left and right together, and each stepped forward and gave orders to the members in charge.

"Look at it. This is the command of the "red-haired" Craig that the Ereponia regular army is most proud of. "On the side, Lieutenant General Warta, with a natural smile on his mouth, "It is characters like him and Van Delching who guard the borders of the empire and maintain the tranquility of the country." "

"What about you?" Instructor Sarah asked curiously. Unlike Knight Hart, she was a guerrilla once and didn't care much about the excessive etiquette in the army. Hearing that Valta of the same level described General Craig like this, she almost instinctively asked such a sentence.

"In the words of you people in the martial arts world... you still have insufficient cultivation." Lieutenant General Varta didn't care about this kind of offensive remarks, but said kindly, and then pointed to the side of the exercise field to signal everyone to watch with peace of mind.

In an instant, the engine roared, and the earthquake trembled-the summer night that had already become extremely hot by the sun's exposure became even more hot and dry under the smoke.

The group of steel beasts, under the command of the two school officers, was scattered around the exercise field in an orderly manner, and they all drove to their respective attack and standby positions within the scheduled time. For a time, the barrel of the main tank fired amazingly powerful shells again and again, falling around the tank controlled by the autopilot unit, splashing waves of debris and making a roar. Occasionally, those tanks that were manipulated in full accordance with the established procedures would also use paintballs to counterattack, and several new tanks were smashed because of this. In this case, the driver and gunner both learned from the pain after a brief period of upset. After being hit, he took part in "killing the enemy" more hard and focused, and tried not to make the second mistake.

Soon, with two rounds of orderly and fast-fired guns, the positions of the old tanks that were set up as the targets of the exercise were piled up with metal "corpses." Under the smoke of gunpowder, not only the vision of the soldiers was affected, but also the order of the entire training field was disrupted, making the training field that was originally set up with numerous obstacles even more difficult to move. There is no doubt that in real combat, if you choose to continue to attack according to the original plan in this situation, both efficiency and revenue expectations will be greatly reduced. Heliga and Fei looked at General Craig over there at the same time: In this situation, how should he adjust?

I saw Craig wrinkled his eyebrows slightly and then stretched out quickly. It seemed that it took a few seconds to read the general form of the battlefield: "The airboat force strikes! Use the second bullet! The tank troops make room for further attacks!"

Following Lieutenant General Craig's orders, metal clouds covered the sky and swarmed. The airboat troops operating along the established route spread out neatly to both sides, then assumed a cross posture, advancing toward the destination. One of the No. 2 bombs in the mouth of Lieutenant General Craig was pushed out of the launch port, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a high-explosive destructive bomb designed for anti-armor. The large pieces of broken copper and iron that were originally obstacles lying on the ground, after a sea of ​​fire, only a few pieces that could not be called wreckage remained. At the same time, under the command room of each airship, the two large-caliber cannons were not idle. Under the operation of the shooter, a series of fire snakes were suddenly spit out, and the old tanks that had not had time to be crushed It was riddled with holes. The old tanks, which were originally equipped with simple automatic countermeasures programs, were naturally unable to resist attacks from the air, and could only be beaten passively there and withstand the firepower of the Air Force.

"Um... it's a complete crush. To be honest, even if it's a little bit, it can be pushed quickly." Heliga frowned, and the look in the side of the martial arts field became more suspicious, "Although Lieutenant General Craig’s command is very good, but those judgments are just very simple and easy to make. If there is any tactical or strategic subtlety, it can be seen in a one-sided battle What is coming?"

Heliga's question at this moment is also the voice of all the class VII students. Although such a scene is indeed considered a huge momentum-wait, is this it?

"Text...pictures, as well as all kinds of data, can't directly reflect the destructive power of the modern army." Instructor Sarah said concisely, "Only in this way can I understand the power of the army in modern warfare. . And... this is also a demonstration of what destructive power the Ereponia Empire’s elite mecha division, as the strongest army in the Western Continent, can show in the war."

The students fell silent. Indeed, if you think about it this way.

Such a torrent of steel, even a powerful chariot can easily crush a huge army. Although the battle in front of us is one of the strongest armies in the entire Western Continent, it is believed that in essence, the fighting methods of these armies are the same.

So, on such a battlefield, what effect can the tactics and combat courses that I usually learn in the Military Academy-how much effect can it play?

Seeing the thoughtful expressions of the students, Instructor Sarah nodded in satisfaction and stopped talking.

"That's it... It's a superfluous and boring course." Heliga yawned, too lazy to look at it again.

It is different from other students-although it is not my own experience, at least that memory is already an inseparable part of my soul. Among the memories left by the dragonborn, there are scenes that are stronger and more shocking than this.

The dragon Minni Monil, who can melt the entire city wall with blazing flames; the dragon sacrificial Moloch who caused the largest earthquake in Skyrim in a century; before he died, he firmly believed that vampires would usher in his own The sad Wazihar vampire Maharaja Hakon of the times. And-the heroes who have amazing time in all ages. Compared with them, these movements now are just drizzle.

"...Mortal." Uncontrollably, he spit out the word softly.

"..." Lieutenant General Valta on the side couldn't help but glanced at him dissatisfied. But when he found that Heliga's expression and reaction were so natural, instead of deliberately artificial and strong, he put away this dissatisfaction and looked at him with a confused and curious look.

That disdain is natural. However, in the current world, people who are qualified to show disdain for this power...

Does it really exist?