Even the Deathclaw, which has terrified countless wastelanders, has to move around in the face of strafing fire from quadruple 10mm cannons.
However
When a quadruple anti-aircraft gun faces "thousands" of Deathclaws, the positions of both sides are completely opposite.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The soldier squatting behind the anti-aircraft gun held the trigger tightly and emitted a stream of orange tracers towards the foot of the mountain, trying to prevent our herd of animals from rushing up the mountain.
However, in the face of the claws of death coming like a tide, the tongue of fire spurting from the muzzle was like a flickering candle in the darkness.
It seems as if it will disappear in the silent storm at any time.
And this is indeed the case
The roar of the cannon didn't even last two seconds. A drone closed its wings and suddenly fell from the sky.
Before the three soldiers guarding the anti-aircraft gun could recover, the explosion of fire engulfed them and the anti-aircraft cannon.
The flames of the explosion bloomed on the high ground.
Seeing the cannon turned into a mass of twisted steel, the soldiers in the trench nearby were dumbfounded, and then a sense of fear arose in their hearts.
"What is that?!" a captain of ten men exclaimed, twisting the muzzle of his gun back and forth toward the sky.
"Suicide drone!" Yot's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes for a moment, and he yelled and ordered, "Be careful of those buzzing things! Don't let them get close to the anti-aircraft guns!"
The remaining three quadruple anti-aircraft guns began to fire into the sky, trying to shoot down the roaring drones.
However, my unorganized and random firing is obviously in vain for a drone that is "immersed in operation" by intelligence players.
Soon, two more anti-aircraft guns were sent away, leaving only the last one on the high ground.
Just when Yot didn't know what to do, Commander Simond on the side yelled at his subordinates.
"Use EMP bullets!"
Yote was shocked and said quickly.
"But your radar"
"I can't control that much anymore!" Simond pushed Zai away and shouted in the direction of the mortar position, "Go!"
After receiving the order from the commander, a captain of ten had already rushed to the edge of the mortar position and quickly took out a blue-painted mortar from the box.
Color marked cannonballs.
He grabbed the cannonball's butt and banged it on the ground, then threw it into the air with all his strength, and then lay down on the ground.
The whole set of actions is done in one go.
The dust from the explosion quickly rushed upward, and the cracked shrapnel whizzed among the sandbags.
The energy of the explosive detonation is converted into pulse microwaves with a peak power of thousands of megawatts through microwave devices!
A short buzzing sound penetrated the entire battlefield, forming transient voltages of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of volts on the surfaces of countless protected or unprotected conductors.
A small flame jumped out of the distribution box in the center of the camp, and then the entire highland fell into darkness, but it was soon relit by flares.
At the same time, the quad-rotor drones that had approached low altitude but had not yet detonated fell to the ground like dumplings.
The insulation layer was broken down, the fuse was blown, the radar screen failed, the electrical components were burned out, and the electronic system storage melted... everything happened in an instant.
The entire battlefield instantly regressed from the post-Cold War era to World War II and even World War I. All communication equipment had lost its function, and communication relied entirely on shouting.
Five hundred meters away on the mountain col, I rolled my eyes and almost lost the connection. I cursed and took off the headphones on my head.
"Fuck! I helped this guy play hard enough!"
Looking towards VM.
"For the Alliance!!!"
The high slope of hundreds of meters disappears in an instant.
Urging his mount to rush forward, he paddled the edge of the water close to the back of the Deathclaw, rushed to the front, aimed at the trench closest to the hillside, and then threw the prepared missile to the position in front.
wooden handle grenade.
"bomb!"
Upon hearing the order to drop bombs, the Wolf Cavalrymen in the front row threw out the grenades in their hands, and some also took out their "Tornado" grenade launchers.
It was a weapon produced by Goblin Technology. It imitated the wheel design of the MGL grenade launcher. It could empty all six grenades within three seconds and instantly unleash a wave of mid-range suppressive firepower.
The flames of the explosion lit up the trenches.
A dozen Weiland soldiers were killed on the spot, and the remaining one retreated in horror, trying to retreat to the rear defense line. However, before he could climb out of the half-dug trench, he was killed by a galloping wolf.
The cavalrymen used engineering shovels to open up the skull.
Seeing the Death Claws rushing towards the position from the southwest, the Willant soldiers squatting in the trenches widened their eyes.
"What kind of monster is that?!"
"Death Claw! It's Death Claw!"
That lives in a swamp or
The Devil in the Rainforest
We never dreamed that we would see them in the desert, let alone that these alien species standing at the top of the food chain would be used as mounts by barbarians!
But there is no time for us to think at this moment, the bright bayonets and the flashing gun flames are already comforting our faces!
A team of ten men was instantly submerged under the iron hooves of the Wolf Cavalry.
A whole trench followed!
Our monsters running rampant on the battlefield have no regard for the terrain. They are like cuirassiers flying over walls. Every swing of their claws can take away a living life.
And under the protection of the exoskeleton, it is almost impossible to kill it!
As the wolf cavalry rushed into position, the battle soon turned into a stalemate in the middle distance and turned into a hand-to-hand fight.
The troops originally responsible for the feint attack also launched a charge towards the chaotic position after hearing the charge whistle.
Both sides were so close to each other that they could clearly see each other's nostrils, fighting for every trench, every rock, and even every sandbag bunker on the rugged terrain...
Traces of light were like sparks flying on a campfire, flying automatically in the night sky without wind, and almost every wisp of extinguished fire was stained with scorched blood.
…
Hill 330, shrouded in darkness, was lit by burning flames.
At the same time, in the night sky in the northern part of the highland, fifty "Eagle" fighter jets appeared below the clouds.
"The exchange of fire on Highland 330 is fierce. The two sides have begun a melee. The frontline troops did not respond to your signal..." Staring at the position where the firefight continued, Akante picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the situation on the frontline to the rear through the airborne radio.
Zai is the captain of the Falcon Kingdom's 1st Flying Squadron. The task assigned to Zai by the Army Aviation Command Center is to lead the 1st Flying Squadron to support the friendly forces at Highland 330.
No matter what, Highland 330 cannot be lost!
Otherwise, the entire 40,000-man team will be in crisis!
Akante naturally understood the importance of my mission, but the position was in chaos and nothing could be seen clearly. The ground troops were more like deaf people, not responding to Zai's call.
The command headquarters also could not contact those armies, so they could only order them to make independent decisions to support friendly forces based on the situation.
But I was in the dark and couldn't see anything clearly.
Don't say support.
"Oh shit……"
After hanging up the communication, Arcante was about to give the order to lower the altitude when he suddenly saw looming black spots from below the clouds in the south.
It's an Alliance plane!
Akante's pupils contracted violently.
The scene before him reminded me of the fierce battle that broke out over the Capital of Plenty that day.
To be honest, I was not very impressed by the Alliance aircraft.
Although they are also propeller aircraft, in terms of maneuverability and shooting accuracy, those aircraft are more than a little bit behind the "Eagle" fighter jets provided to us by the Corps.
To put it bluntly, those planes are just like things that have been put together at random, and they are useless except for being cheap.
However, the pilots who flew the planes left a very deep impression on me.
Alliance pilots are like devils who are not afraid of death. They will replace their opponents even if they destroy their aircraft and kill people.
but
We no longer have the Heart of Steel to provide cover for us!
Without the slightest hesitation, Arcant switched the airborne radio to the formation channel and shouted an order into the intercom.
"An enemy aircraft group was discovered due south!"
"Prepare to attack!"
We must not let our planes get close to Hill 330!
Before supporting friendly forces, we need to solve some troubles first!
At the same time, opposite the Falcon Kingdom's first flight formation.
Looking at the fleet of planes heading straight towards him, Mosquito's eyes not only showed no fear, but instead shone with excitement.
Previously, the legion's "Saber" fighter jets came to visit the Heart of Steel and then returned. The two sides were unable to do anything to each other.
The prudent manager deliberately waited until the other party was far away and the fuel was almost exhausted before letting the carrier-based aircraft on the airship take off.
Mosquito originally thought that my escort mission would be boring. After all, the mobile radar station deployed by the Corps in Oasis No. 3 could not search for us beyond the visual distance.
However
Dog Planning did not disappoint!
While pushing down the afterburner valve, Mosquito grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted excitedly.
"Attention, all teams, an enemy fighter group has been spotted due north! Formation A continues to perform escort missions! Formation B is following you! Brothers, charge ahead!"
Answers from each squad leader came quickly through the communication channel.
"receive!"
Forty W-2 "Mosquito" attack aircraft immediately broke away from the flight formation and headed towards the Falcon Kingdom's first flight formation without hesitation.
The two sides were like lancers with spears, aiming at each other's vital points. No one gave in, and no one turned around to evade.
If anyone is timid, even if it is just a moment of hesitation, he will shift the joystick in his hand.
It's like leaving your tail to the other side to bite you!
Close to effective range.
Both sides pulled the trigger to fire almost at the same time!
The hot and thick gun flames boiled the originally gentle evening wind, and thick and long tracers filled the night sky, tearing the tranquility of the night into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of planes erupted into black smoke and even flames. The fight between the two sides quickly turned from a queuing-up shooting fight to a chasing and chasing fight.
For a moment, burning iron rain fell from the sky, and the flames of war seemed to extend from the ground to the sky.
The forty W-2 "Mosquitoes" that broke away from the formation soon suffered more than half of their casualties. However, the Falcon Kingdom's first flying formation did not get any benefits. Fifty "Eagle"s were forcibly replaced, and fifteen of them were forcibly replaced.
shelf.
Seeing the dozens of holes punched out of the wings and hatch cover, Arcant gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull back the out-of-control nose of the aircraft.
He glanced back at the night sky behind him, and was about to look for the next target when he suddenly noticed something unusual in the flying formation that continued to move forward.
The other side did not send all the planes up, some of them had already flown behind us and continued to go north.
Isn't our target Highland 330?
"Something's wrong...there's something weird about some of our planes."
Akante frowned, looking through the thin clouds
In the moonlight, I could barely see clearly the several planes that were guarded in the center of the fleet.
That outline...
Is it a transport plane?!
Zai was stunned for a moment, then a trace of fear was written on his face.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly.
"Report to headquarters! Enemy transport plane found!"
"...The enemy aircraft group has crossed Highland 330 and is heading towards the command post of the 40,000th Army!"
Then he switched to the formation channel and roared an order.
"The fate of the enemy
The transport is breaking through your defense zone!"
"Stop them for you!"
Maybe I finally realized something.
The Falcon Kingdom flight formation suddenly gave up the fight with the Goblin Corps and frantically pursued the Alliance's transport fleet.
But it was obviously too late.
Following Mosquito's order, the escorting Formation B turned around and rushed towards the pursuing "Eagle" fighter jets.
At the same time, the transport planes flattened their fuselages and opened their doors.
The red alarm bell rang, and players wearing exoskeletons got up from the seats on both sides of the cabin one after another, carrying umbrella bags and walked to the door of the cabin to form a neat queue.
The airflow drawn into the cabin made the sharp-edged armor whistle loudly, and the flames of machine guns and long, thick traces flashed outside the cabin.
There was no trace of fear in his eyes.
Only burning fighting spirit!
I am the stage that belongs to you.
Standing at the door of the cabin, Lao Bai, wearing "Dragoon" power armor, shouted loudly on the communication channel with a loud voice.
"Watch your map and watch your step!"
"Your target is the command post of the 40,000th Army. Remember not to get hung up on the anti-aircraft guns, let alone step on the heads of the brothers of the Death Corps!"
"After you finish solving the trouble below, you can go and help us!"
"Jump!"
The clean roar blended into the howling night wind. Lao Bai took the lead and stepped out of the cabin, jumping into the hail of bullets with a group of team members who were armed to the teeth.
Compared to the evening when the Heart of Steel landed
My ignition ability is nothing at all.
Parachutes bloomed in the sky, like dandelions floating in the fire, falling towards the ground under the cover of night.
And below us, the dimly lit camp was like a beacon in the storm, guiding us in the direction.
I noticed the situation in the sky.
The only remaining anti-aircraft gun on Hill 330 tried to fire at the Burning Corps. However, less than two seconds after it opened fire, it was sent away with rifle grenades by the Wolf Cavalry who rushed up.
At the same time, hundreds of kilometers away in the sky, a jet plane was speeding towards us.
The model of the aircraft was the "Saber" that returned earlier.
Just before
After completing supplies at the airport, I barely got off the plane when I received the order to take off again.
Looking at the twinkling lights in the night sky in the distance, Yukar, who was sitting in the cabin, curled up into a sneer.
propeller plane...
Just us little guys who are slow and mosquito-like, press the cannon more often
Even 0.1 seconds is a waste of ammunition!
It's a pity that we didn't see the ornithopter.
Those five little flies just showed their faces during the day and immediately hid back on the airship.
But it doesn't matter.
No matter what the pilots of the alliance are flying, they will be asked to use their bodies to remember how to write the word "die"!
Yukar calmly pushed down the throttle, and the flames ejected from the tail engine suddenly enlarged, and the speed quickly exceeded Mach 3. He accelerated towards the battlefield a hundred kilometers away.
However, at that moment, Yukar's heart suddenly became alarmed, and he tilted the joystick almost instinctively.
The flames flashed from below the clouds, and Zai didn't even see what the plane looked like. The explosion that broke through the sound barrier almost penetrated Zai's eardrums.
Good to go!
Yukal, who was still alive after the disaster, his heart beating fast, glanced at the unresponsive airborne radar, and then looked behind him suddenly, but could not see anything.
Just at that moment, a plane "swooshed" almost right next to you, and the air compressed by the wings violently pulled you to the left, almost shattering your hatch cover!
That speed must be at least Mach 3!
The relative speed of Mach 6 is two kilometers per second!
You can be sure that the other party was just rushing to die with you. And in order not to expose the target in advance, they didn't even open fire!
What is my tactic?!
"My guy... is he so crazy!"
There is no doubt that there are also jets on the opposite side.
Through the cabin glass, I could vaguely see the blue flames looming under the clouds. They were the engine tail flames!
Suppressing his frantic heartbeat, Yukar tilted the control stick to the right, trying to see the position of the fighter clearly while trying to cut into the rear hemisphere of the enemy plane from the right.
However, the other party is obviously a veteran!
While performing a high-G turn maneuver, the opponent reacted almost at the same time, opening the speed brake and performing a sharp turn to defend, pulling up the nose of the aircraft in the direction of the center of the bend, and cutting at a low speed.
within
side.
"Buzz!"
The machine gun bullets whizzed past, almost grazing Zai's wingtips. Hearing the sound of machine guns coming from far away, Yukar broke into a cold sweat behind his back.
"Grass!"
Just a little bit...
The car that almost existed turned into a pile of scrap metal!
In the past eight years, the opponents I have encountered are basically propeller aircraft.
Even if we occasionally come across some oddities that burn coal or oil, we rarely see supersonic fighters that can break the sound barrier.
You can feel that the performance of that aircraft is not outstanding, but it is superior in terms of maneuverability and maximum speed.
However
The other side's pilot used his superb driving skills to make up for one of my shortcomings, and accurately caught the flaw in an instant.
Unlike myself, who has always targeted the natives for air raids, that person obviously knows better how to fight against opponents with superior mobility.
Unexpectedly, he encountered a well-matched opponent in our desolate desert, and Yukar couldn't help but feel a surge of fighting spirit in his heart.
"Come on! Let me show you what you are capable of!"
Zai was muttering in his mouth, and while retracting the fuel and opening the speed brake, he punched the control stick in the opposite direction with both hands, preparing to bite the rear hemisphere of the enemy aircraft.
Falcon Kingdom's squadrons can only rely on themselves.
I hope you can live up to your expectations...
At the same time, Luo Yu, who was driving the "Ling Yun" fighter jet, clicked his tongue.
"10G acceleration...am I also an awakened person?"
Not just pilots…
The performance of that aircraft is also outrageous!
Originally, considering that the performance gap was too big, there was no chance of winning in a dog fight, so I planned to exchange it with one that was obviously more expensive and send it away.
Unexpectedly, my "Powerful Flying Brick" move was dodged!
Not only that, with two TV bombs hanging in vain and the back hemisphere being bitten by him, the opponent Yiran made a sharp turn to avoid a barrage of cannons fired after activating his talent!
In terms of mobility alone, if we put it into reality, I am afraid that even the F-22 will not be its opponent.
However, it is quite outrageous that our powerful aircraft is equipped with such powerful airborne radar and stealth materials that it cannot even take out air-to-air missiles.
Watching the opponent completely abandon the supporting friendly fighter group
Luo Yu took a deep breath and turned the plane around, intending to kill himself first. Luo Yu took a deep breath, and the will to fight was also ignited in his chest.
Just right!
Holding the joystick tightly with both hands, staring at the looming black spot outside the cabin, he squeezed out half a sentence through his teeth.
"Look directly at your son!"
The two jet fighters entered into a battle on the horizontal plane. The engines of both sides drew scissor-shaped trajectories in the air, and the cannons bit each other and competed for each other's rear hemisphere.
Not far away.
The alliance's fighter group and the Falcon Kingdom's fighter group have not yet decided the winner, and the remaining ten or so fighter jets are still fighting fiercely.
Highland No. 330 has turned into a bloody meat grinder. The wolf cavalry charging up the high ground wantonly killed the fleeing infantry.
Although Simond still led a thousand men directly under the 40,000th Army to resist stubbornly, but due to the delay in waiting for effective reinforcements from the Air Force, the balance of victory was clearly in the hands of the Alliance.
However, the alliance was not satisfied with the three ongoing battles, and soon opened up four more battlefields tonight!
Above the sky lit by tracers, a sky-soaked parachute fell from the sky, reflecting in every eye on the ground.
The guards stationed in the camp raised their rifles and pointed at the sky and fired. However, facing the dark night sky and the parachutes gliding and falling, they could not effectively hit. Even if they got a lucky shot, it would be difficult to penetrate the exoskeleton armor.
The distance of hundreds of meters flies by in an instant.
A powered armor with three parachutes was the first to land in the center of the camp.
I saw that the man actually ignored the hail of bullets fired at him, skillfully wielded the combat knife to cut the parachute rope, then smoothly took off the light machine gun hanging on the armor, and fired at the camp.
"If you don't want to die, get down!" While venting his firepower, he turned on the speaker and pushed forward.
As the deployment of the power armor was completed, hundreds of soldiers wearing exoskeletons landed across the camp.
In addition, following our group of airborne troops, there were more than fifty Y-"Butterfly Knife" four-rotor drones with muzzles hanging.
The guards, who had almost no chance to go to the front line, were no match for our monsters. They were killed and completely routed with just one touch.
Standing at the door of the camp, General Soft stared blankly at the camp where gunfire was boiling.
Airborne troops...
The alliance’s ace force…
Those cloudy pupils flashed with a moment of confusion, and as soon as my confusion faded, it turned into deep despair.
There were only six centurions in the entire camp.
And among my six hundred-man troops, including more than half of the logistics units such as communications, transportation, engineers, etc., the only ones with real combat effectiveness are probably a guard team and an officer team.
Neither the guard nor the officer corps is a direct combat force, so it cannot be the opponent of the alliance's elite troops.
What are you guarding?!
His shoulders and lips were shaking uncontrollably. Soft's old face turned red, he clenched his fists, and finally couldn't hold back his emotions and cursed loudly.
"...my damn skunk!"
If that skunk hadn't overstepped his command and transferred his own thousand-man team, how could I have ended up in my current situation!
"That idiot must take full responsibility for my battle! When I return to Triumph City... I must be as involved as a legion commander!"
Looking at General Soft, who was blowing his beard and staring in anger, the adjutant on the side was so anxious that he didn't know where his hat was. He grabbed Zai's arm and begged.
"General, now is not the time to talk about me! The Alliance has invested at least 500, or more than 1,000 people on me. You should withdraw immediately!"
Soft's face was stiff and his Adam's apple moved.
Although he was unwilling to leave his subordinates and escape alone, he knew that if he fell into the hands of the Alliance, the situation would only get worse.
Listening to the gunfire one after another in the camp, I lowered my trembling voice.
"Have the maps and documents...been burned?"
The adjutant nodded quickly.
"It's all burned! You blew up the table where the radio station is placed! Very good... you have taken note of my grudge and will avenge it every day!" After gritting his teeth and squeezing out a sentence, Soft turned to look at his adjutant.
, "You withdraw!"
"I want it from you!"
After trotting along with Soft, the adjutant quickly got into the jeep parked at the door of the barracks. However, just as he was about to start the car, he saw that the key could not be found.
"The key... strange, where did the key go?"
Were you still wanting it inside me just now?
The adjutant was sweating profusely and rummaging around in the driver's seat.
Soft stared wide-eyed at me, a guy who has achieved nothing but failed. He was about to call me an idiot when a slight cough suddenly came from behind the two of them.
The two quickly turned their heads and looked behind the jeep.
I saw a soldier wearing an exoskeleton standing by the road.
Zai was holding a sniper rifle on his right shoulder and throwing a bunch of car keys in his left hand. He was looking at the two people in the jeep with a playful smile.
The couplets on the feet seemed to be mocking their funny performance.