This Game Is Too Realistic

The night is dark.

In the southeastern part of Luoxia Province, twelve "Killer Whale" transport planes galloped across the endless desert, billowing smoke and dust behind them, and quickly headed towards the front of Oasis No. 9.

In order not to be discovered by the legions, the altitude of the aircraft of this aviation formation was kept low, and the distance from the ground was even less than fifty meters.

Although the light blue electric arc is not as obvious as the air column of a fuel aircraft, it can be seen by people on the ground as long as they are not blind when flying in the cloudless night sky.

Not to mention that the legion also has aircraft and radar. Although the technical content is not high, it does not mean that there is no threat.

Especially after realizing that corporations are entering the war.

They are bound to deliver more air defense equipment and more anti-armor weapons to the front line, and even use weapons inventories that have been sealed for centuries.

As long as they're not stupid.

When he first heard about Chu Guang's plan, the captain of the company's transportation team refused to carry out the plan. After all, they were just a transportation and logistics team and had not received an order to enter the war zone.

Without gaining air superiority or even being escorted by fighter jets, sending a transport aircraft with no combat effectiveness to the front line is tantamount to making a fool of the pilot's life.

Even if you want to do this, you need the approval of the enterprise's armed forces department.

The opportunity for the war is fleeting. The information flow of the Alliance and the Lion Kingdom relies on pigeons, and the information flow of the enterprise relies on airplanes.

By the time the company's Armed Forces Department approved it, the day lilies were already cold.

Fortunately, Yi Chuan and Wu Mu helped a little, and they managed to persuade the stubborn transport captain to turn a blind eye and allow the aviation formation to make an exception on the way back - crossing the Luoxia Province. border.

However, they must be extremely careful.

Not to mention the loss of a plane or something, even if there was a bullet hole in the outer shell of the plane, they would still have trouble explaining to the Logistics Department of the Ministry of Armed Forces.

As for the pilots, they didn't need to do much ideological work. When they heard that they were going to the Luoxia Province, the young men cheered excitedly.

The war mobilization in Ideal City had already begun before the Battle of Zuiguji broke out.

Those young men who drove transport planes came to the front line with enthusiasm, and they couldn't wait to fight with those big noses.

Especially after watching that video.

Inside the cabin.

The construction site boy and Brick, who were lying by the window, wanted to put their heads in the window to see what the legendary "man-made oasis" looked like.

It is said that Oasis No. 9 is the largest oasis in Luoxiatian Province, with a total area of ​​100,000 square kilometers, equivalent to the size of "Zhejiang Province".

I have no choice but to fly at a too low altitude.

He could only see a rough outline in the night. As for what was hidden behind the lush ground, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Gan! Why don't we fly higher?"

Hearing this complaint, the debtor sitting on the seat next to him rolled his eyes.

"Are you really worried that others won't know you are coming?"

Hearing the chatter between the two, other players nearby also added to the topic.

"By the way, we haven't entered Oasis No. 9 yet, right? The legion's anti-aircraft guns won't hit here, right?"

"That's hard to say. Maybe there are anti-aircraft missiles on the other side, but they're just not useful for attacking ordinary survivor settlements."

"Is there a possibility that the map over there hasn't been made yet?"

"That makes sense!"

"Not necessarily, that's A Guang! With A Guang's fine details, he's already finished, but he's just trying not to show it to you!"

"I'm ruthless!"

There was no hint of nervousness in the "hearty" laughter. The co-pilot in the cockpit took a look at it and couldn't help but admire him.

As expected of the elite of the alliance!

Just this spirit of seeing death as home is enough to make him stand in awe.

At this moment, the players sitting in the cabin are all good brothers of the Death Corps.

But now the equipment they carry is far more than 200 silver coins.

Even more than 20,000 silver coins!

The "Pioneer I" military exoskeleton on them alone is worth 12,000 Cr, which is equivalent to three times the price of the Miner series exoskeleton!

Not to mention the infantry support weapons and individual heavy equipment carried in the cabin.

Considering that the Death Corps had experience in desert warfare, Chu Guang gave this honorable and arduous task to Bing Shui after careful consideration.

This operation was not only to help the allies share the pressure from the north and block the Legion from obtaining supplies from the northern part of the River Valley Province, but also to test the equipment imported by the alliance from the company, so the equipment invested could be said to be quite luxurious.

All it takes is a full set of power armor!

And because they were fighting apart from the logistics supply line, each of them carried 2.5 times the standard ammunition, and everyone had an expression of eagerness to try.

He had never fought such a rich battle before. He was very excited. He had been staring at the map carefully since he got on the plane. He repeatedly studied the battle plan written next to the map and prepared it for those who came from the west coast. The ghost guys put on a grand fireworks show.

This was the opportunity he had finally snatched from Quanshui, and he couldn't let the managers and everyone in the alliance down!

The aviation formation crossed a cliff.

The first officer came over with two cups of black tea and handed one of them to the regimental commander.

"Want a drink, friend."

I have to say that the company does have its own set of technologies.

While flying close to the ground at high speed, I couldn't feel the slightest vibration of airflow, and the tea in the cup didn't spill at all.

He took the cup and glanced at it.

"Thank you...can you change me to a glass of boiled water?"

Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, the first officer smiled and said.

"Don't worry, it's been dealkalized. This tea only has a refreshing effect and won't make you want to go to the toilet more."

Hearing this, Edge Pad finally felt relieved, raised his head and took a sip, and handed the cup back to the first officer in front of the surprised gaze.

Optimistically, the battle would be over before dawn, but they would still have to stay out for a while.

There's no harm in adding a little extra fluids.

Seeing the calm expression on the alliance commander's face, without the slightest hint of nervousness behind enemy lines, the first officer couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and talk to him in a casual tone.

"It seems you already have a plan?"

The edge of the water was said in a casual tone.

"Of course, according to the combat plan formulated by the headquarters overnight, we will launch an attack from the north of the military base... Cooperate with the friendly forces in the south to launch a feint attack to capture the opponent's ammunition depot. If everything goes well, our friendly forces will be able to obtain a batch of legion's ammunition. equipment, we can cut off their supplies to the north."

The first officer nodded.

"It's a pity that we haven't fought such a large-scale battle for a while, and we can't help you create a greater advantage... You can only rely on you to handle this tough battle."

Edge Paddling grinned and closed the map in his hand with the battle plan written on it.

"It doesn't matter, that's enough!"

After chatting for a while, the first officer turned around and walked into the cab.

Not long after, the captain's reminder came over the radio.

"We are about to pass through a sandstorm area, and there will be strong air currents. You'd better get to your seats and tighten your seat belts."

"If you don't want to lose your money before you get off the plane."

After hearing the NPC's reminder, the players left the window one after another, sat down in their seats, and tightened their seat belts.

Within half a minute of the announcement, the plane's fuselage began to shake violently, and the sound of whistling yellow sand came through the bulkhead.

Sandstorms in Luoxiatang Province contain a small amount of iron oxide, which interferes with electromagnetic wave energy to a certain extent and can effectively avoid radar, infrared heat source detection and other active detection methods.

They are now close to the front line.

Extreme care must be taken.

…

Close to the edge of the sandstorm, the aviation formation advanced along the arc-shaped square, made a large circle, and landed on the back of a sand dune on the north side of Oasis No. 9.

The cabin door hit the ground heavily, sending up billowing dust. The heavily armed soldiers carried rifles on their backs, carrying a one-meter-wide box in pairs, and quickly ran out of the cabin.

"Log in! Act quickly!"

Amid the urging of paddling on the edge, all the equipment and personnel were deployed in just one minute.

The light blue arc blew downwards and began to gradually increase the output power. The high-speed airflow carried the heated sand and blew it around.

Intermittent sounds came from the communication frequency.

"...The transport plane is about to return... Alliance soldiers, I wish you good luck!"

"Received, and wish you a safe return!"

The twelve transport planes came and flew quickly. After being deployed, they did not stay here for a moment. They immediately started their engines and returned along the direction they came from.

Time is life.

Edge Paddling also did not delay, and immediately called on the brothers in the regiment to unload the equipment and supplies in the boxes.

Due to limited transport capacity, the 12 "Orca" transport planes could only deliver half a thousand troops to the target area, so he only brought over the top 500 elites in the regiment.

Although we cannot take advantage of our numbers, having these brothers is enough!

After taking a look at the equipment deployed around him and then at the exoskeleton on his body, he was paddling with confidence.

"I thought we were going to jump right on top of their heads," the construction site boy and Brick muttered as he pushed a tricycle over, "What do you mean, we're just going to ride this thing?"

The tires of the tricycle have been widened to better adapt to the desert terrain, and a mortar is placed in the rear trunk.

Another tricycle not far away from him has an even more exaggerated shape. There is a bracket welded on the faucet, and a light machine gun is mounted on it.

120 modified folding tricycles, plus four-rotor drones used by intelligence players, are all equipment produced by the alliance.

The "Cerberus" four-legged robot not far away and the "Seagull" fixed-wing drone being assembled were imported from companies by the alliance at a huge expense.

"It's okay to parachute. Do you want to be shot like a bird by a machine gun on the ground?"

He cursed with a smile, looked at the dark figure behind you, turned his face serious, and spoke.

"Attention, captains of the centurions, take your brothers and equipment to the target node and wait for the signal to attack!"

"Move!"

Everyone lowered their voices and answered in unison.

"receive!"

Except for Big Eye, who was responsible for controlling the "Seagull" fixed-wing drone, he stayed at the place with his small team members.

The rest of the players boarded the tricycle one after another, and were pedaled hard by a strength animal, heading towards the predetermined fighting position.

Sitting on the edge of the tricycle, he took a deep breath and took out the map again to confirm the battle plan.

So far everything was going as smoothly as planned, but for some reason he always felt uneasy.

Is it an illusion?

But he is of the perception system...

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the distance, breaking the silent night sky.

Everyone looked up one after another. Fang Yan, who heard the explosion, looked at him with surprise in his eyes.

"It's the military base that's the mission target..." The boy at the construction site and Zhuan pedaled hard on the three wheels and muttered in confusion, "Didn't we make an appointment to start in the early morning? Why did it come early?"

They haven't arrived yet.

There is no interoperable radio, and now it is impossible to communicate with friendly forces and ask them what their situation is.

Edge of Water frowned, and suddenly he thought of something, and his face changed slightly.

"What time is the hour on the hour in the planning briefing?"

"What time? It's Luoxia's province time -" The boy at the construction site and Bian suddenly came to their senses and were stunned for a moment, "Damn it, did they use the alliance's time?!"

It is impossible for the alliance's army command to make such a low-level mistake. If the time zone is adopted, it will be marked with symbols on the combat plan, and corresponding conversions will be made to ensure that the plan execution time is accurate.

There is only one explanation for such an error, and that is that the friendly forces headquarters made a deviation when conveying instructions to lower-level troops and misunderstood the alliance time...

Either there is a mole within the Lion Kingdom, and there is no time to pass the information to the Falcon Kingdom, so they can only resort to tampering with orders to interfere with the execution of the plan.

No matter what the situation was, as a result, the two sides "swapped" time zones, causing the battle to be advanced by a full hour!

Gan!

This is a scam!

There was no time to laugh or cry, so he made a quick decision and pressed the button on the communicator to speak loudly.

"Attention all teams!"

"Friendly forces opened fire in advance to determine whether the friendly forces' positions were exposed in advance...start plan C and continue to implement it."

"Move!"

…

The time reached tens of minutes ago.

In the desert shrouded in darkness.

The man in a khaki cloak was kneeling on the edge of the dune, holding a telescope in his hand and looking at the looming campfire in the distance.

His name is Ad. Honey Badger. He is the eldest son of the Honey Badger royal family and the commander of the Honey Badger Kingdom's Restoration Army.

The beard hanging on his chin is as thick as a broom, and both his angular face and his muscular physique are very much like his father.

This is exactly the opposite of his younger brother, Summer Honey Badger.

Glancing at the time on the watch, Yade patiently enjoyed the last tranquility of the night, his thoughts drifting away in the evening breeze.

About two months ago.

With the support of the Legion, the Falcon Kingdom launched a sudden attack on the Honey Badger Kingdom and occupied the entire kingdom in just one week.

His father died in the battle to defend the royal capital. He led the remaining tribe, took his younger brother and sister to the territory of the Lion Kingdom, and reorganized the organization with the support of the Lion Royal Family, recruiting from 3 The refugees who fled the oasis formed the Nationalist Army.

According to his plan, he planned to launch a counterattack at the end of the year to seize the territory belonging to the royal family from the Falcon Kingdom.

䛈䀴——

The ferocious "vulture" didn't give them time to prepare.

Just as the condemnation letter from the Three Kingdoms was sent to the Falcon Kingdom, the Falcon Kingdom did not take a breath, and then marched eastward, aiming the attack at the Lion Kingdom that had hosted them.

The situation in the battle took a turn for the worse.

As a desert overlord, the Lion Kingdom's national power is far superior to that of the Falcon Kingdom, but after all, the other party has tightened its belt and prepared for war for more than ten years. Coupled with the support of the legions, the size of the standing army is still at a disadvantage. Above the Kingdom of Lions.

Moreover, because the Honey Badger Kingdom was blocking the front, the Lion Kingdom did not have to face the threat from the west of the desert, so it can be said that it was unprepared.

now……

The arrogant kings finally paid the price for their foolishness and compromise.

They expected to sacrifice a lamb to feed the beast, but they forgot that it was a jackal that could not be fed at all.

In less than a month, the war burned from Oasis No. 3 to Oasis No. 9. The front line was advancing so fast that the Falcon's guns were less than 100 kilometers away from the Lion's capital.

The Camelback Kingdom and the Golden Lizard Kingdom were frightened when they saw that the Falcon Kingdom's offensive was so fierce that even the veteran Desert Overlords had no power to fight back. They had already sent out a declaration of war, but they still dared not send troops.

Facing the combined forces of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion alone, the Lion Kingdom's situation is already in danger.

In order to mobilize all the troops to defend the royal capital, the guerrillas active in the north have retreated to the south, uniting towards the flag of Prince Winter, trying to bring down the Falcon Kingdom by relying on solid offensive and defensive bunkers.

To Ad, this idea seemed as innocent as a dream.

Never launching an offensive means that you will never be able to control the power of movement. Once the northern guerrillas withdraw from the defense line, it means that the Falcon Kingdom and Legion's troops on the northern front can move forward without any restrictions. Then consider the safety of supply lines.

It is even more ridiculous to expect to bring down these wolves.

Regardless of the fact that the Falcon Kingdom has been preparing for this day for more than ten years, the treasures looted from Oasis No. 3 alone are enough for them to obtain sufficient supplies from the east until the blood of the Lion Kingdom is drained...

However, things have taken a turn for the better.

Perhaps Sammer's external mediation had an effect. The overlords in the southern part of the River Valley Province finally realized the threat from the west, and with the support of the company, they sent troops to the desert.

The target is the military base located in the north of Oasis No. 9, which is said to be an important supply hub for the Falcon Kingdom's northern front.

If this military base can be captured, it will not only thwart the offensive plan of the Falcon Kingdom's northern troops, but also hope to cut off the supply line from the northern part of the River Valley Province.

Unfortunately, the Lion Kingdom had no troops available in the north, and after a quarrel the ball was kicked to him.

Prince Winter hopes that the Nationalist Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom will replace the 12th and 13th Thousand Troops planned in the plan and go to the target area to cooperate with friendly forces in the attack.

This plan is quite risky.

The target military base is located behind the Legion's front line, which also means they will not receive any support.

Once they are held back by the opposite side and the enemy troops arrive, they may be completely wiped out.

What's more, even if the enemy's reinforcements didn't arrive, this mission would still be quite difficult.

The elite of the army are stationed there.

Yade, who had fought against the Legion in Oasis No. 3, knew better than anyone how powerful the elite combatants of the Legion were.

Obviously, Prince Winter did not want his subordinates to suffer unreasonable losses, so he proposed to let the Honey Badger Kingdom's Restoration Army take over as repayment for the Lion Kingdom's raising them for more than a month in vain.

In fact, Yade could refuse to carry out this life-threatening plan, but after some thought, he finally agreed.

After all, this is probably his sister's chance to trade her own happiness...

Furthermore, the overlord in the southern part of the Upper Valley Province promised that he would hand over the captured supplies to the Lion Kingdom, and he could just take advantage of this opportunity to keep the captured equipment for himself.

Anyway, when those tanks are in the hands of the Lion Kingdom, they will only be driven into trenches by those cowards and buried in the soil to be used as turrets. They are better used to arm his loyal subordinates.

The Nationalist Army needs that equipment.

Whether it is to regain lost ground or to ensure independence!

For this reason, Yad brought almost all the elites of the Restoration Army, assembled a team of a thousand people, and personally brought them here.

As of now...

At least the information is correct.

Yad took out a map from his arms, shook the sand on it, and spread it on the ground.

He stretched out his index finger and followed the markings on the map for a while, and finally stopped at a red circle and clicked on it. He muttered softly.

"...This is it."

Next to him, a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face said in a low voice.

"Are we going to attack?"

His name is Clough, he used to be the captain of the Kingdom's Guards, and now he is the commander of a thousand soldiers of the Restoration Army. He is also the bravest and most capable general under Ad.

"Yes," Yade nodded, tapped his index finger on the map, glanced at the camp ahead that was shrouded in darkness, and continued speaking in a low voice.

"Our friendly forces will launch an attack on the north side of the base, but before that we need to attract firepower on the south side to create an attack window for our friendly forces."

An officer couldn't help but say.

"Do we have friendly forces?"

Yad said in a firm voice.

"The Alliance will support us, they made a promise!"

Except for Clough, whose expression remained unchanged, several other officers around him looked at each other and fell silent.

Alliance...

This is just north of Oasis No. 9.

Even if it crosses the northern front of the Falcon Kingdom, it would be more than 800 kilometers from the Alliance to here.

The combat plan was formulated two days ago. How could it be possible to get here in two days?

In the eyes of many people, they may have been sold by Prince Winter or others.

There are no friendly forces at all.

Not everyone in the Lion Kingdom is as sympathetic to them as the Lion Royal Family. In the eyes of many ministers and nobles, it was precisely because they took them in that they brought war to the kingdom.

Those people wished they would die immediately and use their corpses to hold back the Legion's offensive on the northern front, buying time to mobilize the forces of other kingdoms and external forces to intervene...

Perhaps the kings of the desert will finally prevail.

But they will die here.

Yard looked back at his subordinates and read the pessimism in their eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said in a calm voice.

"I know what you are thinking, but now is not the time to think about those things."

"There is only one chance left for us. The only thing we can do now is to believe, believe in our compatriots and brothers, believe in our brothers and sisters... believe that justice will eventually defeat evil."

"Even if we cannot live to the end, our blood will eventually be soaked in the yellow sand, and our souls will be immortal. We will fight to the end under the eyes of the sand sea spirit."

A pair of pupils were filled with determination.

There is no longer a face where doubt can be seen.

"The spirit of the sand sea will be with me."

Putting his palm on his forehead, Yard stood up from the ground and returned to the reverse slope of the dune, patting the shoulders of his subordinates gently.

"Go ahead, warriors of the kingdom, dig trenches across your chest, load your rifles, and set up our 'cannons' - to show those ugly evil spirits a little color."

"Even if we are buried here today, don't let our allies look down upon us!"

…

A few kilometers away, sporadic lights were on in the camp.

Standing on the sentry tower, the sentry couldn't help but yawned, counting how much time was left before his shift change.

This is Camp No. 350, the logistics transfer base of the Northern Army Group.

Although the strategic value here is so important that General Griffin sent soldiers to guard it, so far, the soldiers stationed here have not fought a single battle.

The only thing they can do every day is take a bath in the sand or stare at the cactus in the distance in a daze.

Rather than wasting their lives here, they would rather go to the front line and at least have a chance to shoot.

Instead of just talking to the sand to pass the time like now.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion of cracking rocks in the distance, startling the sentry on duty, and he subconsciously crouched behind the guardrail.

Before he could come to his senses, each gas tank was dragging white smoke, drawing a thick and long parabola in the air, and landed in the camp.

"Boom——!"

Following the loud sound of landslides and ground cracks, a ball of fire instantly exploded in the silent military base.

The piercing alarm bell sounded loudly. As the alarm sounded, the sleeping soldiers got up from their beds one after another, carried their equipment and went to the fighting position to assemble.

Putting the helmet on his head, a centurion walked to the guard post, grabbed a sentry, and asked him with spittle.

"What happened just now!"

The sentry must be a man. He stood up straight nervously and spoke quickly.

"Report! It's a guerrilla cannon!"

The kind of cannon made from gas tanks is very common in Luoxia Province, second only to the cast iron cannon that requires a broom to clean the rifling.

Generally speaking, those who live in the desert will put some sugar in an iron can to make explosives, and then mix some iron nails or sand into it. Although this kind of bomb is not as powerful as RDX or T-T, it is better because the materials are cheap and easy to make, and a small workshop can make many of them.

The most indispensable thing in the oasis of Luoxia Province is food, especially sugar cane.

A "gas tank" bomb with a charge of 500 kilograms would make even a Conqueror tank panic.

Of course, the premise is that it hits the top of the turret...

The legionnaires were well-trained after all, and they quickly recovered from the initial panic.

Two 10-man teams had already run into the bomb shelter where the mortars were placed, and based on the approximate fire direction observed by the sentry tower, they launched a counterattack.

Awakened by the thunderous sound of cannons, Piman, the commander of the thousand-man team, quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the barracks.

He roughly guessed what was going on, so he didn't panic. He calmly called a centurion and bowed to him.

"The shells are coming from the south. The distance is about 5 kilometers. Take your people to show those guys some color!"

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the centurion stood at attention neatly and performed a military salute. Then he ran to a nearby military camp without any delay and greeted his troops to go.

Looking at the direction he was leaving, Piman relaxed his brows slightly, took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Just guerrillas.

It's not worth taking him to heart.

The gas tank just now seemed very powerful, and the sound was indeed loud enough, but in fact it did not hurt many people, it just blew up a few sandbags.

The placement of explosion-proof bunkers in the camp greatly limited the spread of shock waves and explosion fragments in the longitudinal direction, and most of the power was cone-shaped and shot up into the sky.

That kind of thing, where a single cannon fired an entire hundred-man army, could only happen to the Royal Army of the Lion Kingdom.

Even if you are a soldier trained by them and join the army, you still know how to protect yourself to the maximum extent during shelling.

The only thing that Piman can't figure out is...

With so many military bases, why did the people of the Lion Kingdom choose this one?

Is it a coincidence?

Or the information was leaked...

At this time, an officer in military uniform was walking over quickly with an annoyed look on his face.

Piman knew that man. He was the deputy to the logistics chief of the Northern Army Group, and his name was Antonette. He came here two days ago to inspect the work.

Also check warehouse inventory.

This guy is very cautious, even to the point of being neurotic. Every box has to be opened and inspected, as if someone cares about the bullets.

Piman noticed that he was not wearing a sock on his left foot, and there was a patch of dust on his left knee. He must have fallen off the bed.

"What happened just now?" Antoinette said angrily, "I need an explanation!"

Piman suppressed his laughter and comforted Yu.

"Small problem, just a sneak attack by the guerrillas."

"Guerrillas? Didn't those people withdraw?" Antoinette frowned.

"Maybe they are back again, who knows." Piman patted the logistics officer's shoulder and said with a calm smile, "Don't be nervous, my friend, they are just a group of minions. They will be solved soon. ,"

Antoinette stared at him warningly.

"I advise you to be more serious. The equipment stored in the warehouse is related to the next offensive plan of the entire northern front! If General Griffin's plan is delayed, you will know it later!"

Looking at the logistics officer with a serious face, Piman laughed.

"Don't worry, man, I know what's going on, and my subordinates will be very careful to pull out those rats... But having said that, for safety reasons, I have to trouble you and me to hide in an explosion-proof bunker for a while. That group The barbarians are throwing stones in a rage, and it would be unjust to be hit by one of their stones."

Anthony knew that it was useless to worry, so he nodded calmly and followed him to the explosion-proof bunker.

The reloading speed of gas tank shells was very slow, and it took several minutes before the second round of shells came.

On the contrary, in the legion camp, eight mortars were firing continuously. After delivering three rounds of regional firepower to suppress the general direction of the target, they then fired a round of flares into the air, lighting up a desert in the south. It's daytime.

The "Weasel" reconnaissance vehicle was the first to set off and had already locked onto the source of the fire.

Under the guidance of the commander, four 20mm machine guns and eight 10mm machine guns were deployed on the south side of the camp, pointing at the sky and firing in unison, straddling the positions of the Nationalist Army.

A stream of tracers flashed in the night sky, and large-caliber bullets poured down from the sky like a goddess scattering flowers, covering the artillery positions scattered behind the dunes.

The gas tanks had just been placed on the triangular brackets, and before they had time to ignite, the gunner standing nearby was instantly killed and wounded.

Only a few experienced veterans rolled into the bomb shelter and managed to save their lives.

However, over-the-horizon shooting is just the beginning.

With the assistance of the reconnaissance vehicle, the mortar team in the military base corrected the coordinates of the bombardment and guided the counterattack fire to accurately fall on the heads of the Nationalist Army.

At the same time, a hundred-man infantry team had completed its assembly, boarded four light tracked trucks in batches, and killed them in a mighty manner.

Being bombarded by continuous firepower, I was dizzy.

Crouching in the trench, Yade held up his rifle and fired outwards to resist, trying to suppress the four pairs of car lights coming from a distance, while shouting loudly at his comrades beside him.

"Hang on!"

"Keep this place at all costs!"

"Your Highness, their firepower is too fierce!" A centurion crouched not far away, with a trace of despair in his hoarse roar.

Whether it was the tonnage or power of firepower, the military base a kilometer away exceeded their expectations.

Just ten minutes...

The artillery position was completely wiped out, and the infantry casualties exceeded 100. The situation was precarious, but friendly support had not yet arrived.

Yard gritted his teeth, veins popped out, and his fists wanted to crush the grip of the rifle.

"Then you have to support me!"

Without enough supporting firepower and no reliable anti-armor means, they could only squat here and passively take beatings.

But even so, he was still willing to believe in the extremely unlikely possibility.

Their allies will not betray him, and alliance reinforcements have arrived!

And then it’s time for them to counterattack!

Even if he takes ten thousand steps back, he made a wrong bet, Prince Winter deceived him, and the Alliance's reinforcements never existed from the beginning...

Died on the way to attack.

It's better than dying in a bomb shelter!

A military base in the distance.

The sentries on the sentry tower looked at the fire in the distance and clicked their tongues.

"Tsk tsk...I can already smell the smell of barbecue."

"Anyway, I can't find anything valuable. I'll let those bastards clean up the battlefield later."

"A whole team of thousands of people, they really dare to come and send it off."

One of the sentries said with a smile.

"Who knows about Yu? Maybe he knows he can't win, so he wants to take a gamble."

The other sentry shrugged, joking.

"It's a pity they picked the wrong person."

On the other side, the concrete is inside the anti-gunnery bunker.

Knowing from the communication frequency that the frontline troops were about to engage the enemy, Piman raised his arm and glanced at his watch, guessing that the battle was almost over.

Then, he looked at Antoinette beside him and said in a joking tone.

"Let's make a bet."

"What are you betting on?" Antoinette replied absently, feeling uneasy from just now.

Why was it attacked here?

This timing is too coincidental.

And if the opponent already knew the strategic value of this military base, the offensive intensity they showed was a bit too perfunctory.

With all due respect.

The combat power shown by those people was not much better than cannon fodder. It was as if they were given to them to bite.

Maybe he was thinking too much, but he couldn't figure out what the meaning of those people's attacks was except to die.

He didn't feel anything was wrong. Looking at Antoinette, who was frowning, Piman said with joy.

"Let's bet... on whether I can get rid of that group of thugs a kilometer away within a minute."

Antonette raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when suddenly a deafening explosion came from outside the explosion-proof bunker, which together with the shaking from the ground interrupted his train of thought.

Holding on to the wall, Antoinette appeared to be unsteady and glanced out the observation window. However, he only saw thick smoke drifting away, but did not see where the explosion was.

He cursed in annoyance, hiding a hint of unnoticeable panic on his face.

"Mom, why are there bombs still falling here?"

Piman's face was also full of surprise, and soon the surprise gradually turned into a trace of panic, as he opened and closed his lips and muttered softly.

"...No, that sound is definitely not a guerrilla cannon!"

There was no warning at all, not even the roar of the cannonballs piercing the air!

The two explosions sounded almost at the same time, and accurately knocked away his mortar position.

Obviously it was not a curved projection of firepower.

Instead, it fell vertically from the air!

There are no airplanes in the Lion Kingdom.

In this case, there is only one possibility——

"What is that?" Antonette looked at him blankly, waiting for an answer.

However, Piman did not respond to his expectations. He just rushed to the table like crazy and grabbed the phone that was placed on the table.

His index finger quickly dialed a few buttons, and the calm expression was no longer visible on his face, and he roared with all his strength.

"...Hu㳍Frontline Air Command, this is the 530 military base, we are under air attack!"

"We need support here!"