Mole on the run in the canyon: "...cough! Brothers, was the server down for maintenance just now?"
Quit smoking: "???"
Tails: "0ω0?"
Edge paddling: "What??"
Fang Chang: "Generally speaking, we call this situation resurrection CD."
Makabazi: "Hahahahaha! Laughing to death!"
Commander of Quanshui: "Brother, can you do it? (Funny)"
I was the worst: "If it doesn't work out, let's do it instead. (Baring teeth)"
The mole on the run in the canyon: "Rolling, rolling, people make mistakes, horses stumble... MMP! What a bad luck!"
Fang Chang: "Indeed, everyone has bad luck. At least our teammates of Brother Mole are still online, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
Ye Shi: "Is it my imagination? Why do I feel like this conversation has happened before? (Funny)"
Irena: "You should ask, when has a similar conversation not happened? (Funny)"
Elf King Fugui: ".(funny)"
Mole on the run in the canyon: "Damn it, why are you two down here?!"
Irena: "Isn't this just to laugh at you? I'll go back right away. (Funny)"
Elf King Fugui: "Have a good trip, Captain! (Funny)"
Mole on the run in the canyon: "@#&@!"
…
Facts have proved that although you will not be struck by lightning if you show off, being careless and underestimating the enemy will definitely cause problems.
Although the 340,000th unit of the Southern Army was only a "mechanized infantry division" and was not very lucky and was caught off guard, it was not a soft persimmon that could be manipulated at will as Mole imagined.
It can even be said that compared to the Southern Army's unskilled armored forces, the mechanized infantry that cooperates with the artillery attack is their real trump card!
The reserve team is just a strategic positioning, and it does not mean that the entire army is a rookie.
Time goes back half an hour.
Since the Bugle has been deployed to the front line, the 300,000th Regiment, led by Captain Ryan himself, is moving forward with great momentum. The 340,000th Regiment can only rely on its own reconnaissance centurions and regular patrolling reconnaissance aircraft to search for the enemy.
In fact, the war has reached the current situation, and there is no suspense about capturing the Lion City. Almost no one in the Southern Army doubts that they will capture the entire Lion State before the end of the month, force Borneo to sign an armistice agreement, and then concentrate on dealing with
The Mammoth Kingdom occupies three northern states.
Under such circumstances, the 340,000th Regiment was naturally not worried about any possibility of a counterattack by the Borneo Army. The main task of the reconnaissance troops was to search for those annoying tunnels and "rat holes".
However, as luck would have it, just as they were playing whack-a-mole, they ran into the Skeleton Corps rushing to the south of Redbull County for reinforcements.
The two sides came into contact on a gentle slope where forest and farmland meet.
The 340,000th troops of the Southern Army immediately paid the price for their underestimated enemy.
Almost as soon as these ten unlucky "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicles discovered the rushing torrent of steel, their armor was blown open by 155mm high-explosive shells.
The reason why players choose to use high-explosive shells instead of armor-piercing shells is mainly to prevent "over-penetration".
With the armor thickness of the "Greyhound" reconnaissance vehicle, it is like paper in front of the Alliance's Panzer III tank. One shot can go through two holes, and the damage effect may not be as strong as that of high-explosive shells.
The first time we contacted the enemy, we killed ten of the opponent's armored units. The morale of the players in the Skeleton Corps increased greatly!
Mole immediately ordered to continue the forward assault, planning to cooperate with the air force brothers of the Goblin Corps to eat the entire division in one bite.
However, the Weiland people opposite are not vegetarians either.
After receiving a sap head-on, Captain Gibson of the 340,000th Regiment immediately came to his senses, called for air force support, and issued combat instructions.
Not only that, this guy also played a clever trick. He divided into two thousand-man mechanized infantry teams, unloaded the infantry and anti-tank equipment on the armored personnel carriers, and sent them into the skirmishers dug by the Borneo soldiers.
Ambushes were laid in pits and rat holes, and self-propelled artillery and light armor were deployed behind these foxholes.
I have to say, this trick is indeed somewhat useful.
Although those "mouse holes" are a bit narrow for the Wilantes, they can still hide in them if they squeeze in.
The killing surface of high-explosive bombs is mainly an upward fan-shaped surface, and the damage to targets below the horizontal plane is limited.
When the Skeleton Corps entered the sight of the skirmishers, the Wilant soldiers who were ambushing in the mouse hole immediately reported their position to the rear using radio communication equipment and called for long-range firepower.
Fifty-two "Firebolt" self-propelled artillery took the lead in launching a salvo, and the dense rain of bullets instantly fell on the 1st Battalion of the Skeleton Corps.
In fact, with the protective capabilities of the Panzer III tank, as long as it is not directly hit by a shell, it is not too afraid of long-range fire strikes. And from such a long distance, using indirect fire to hit a tank, the winning rate is comparable to that of a lottery ticket.
However, as luck would have it, someone is so unlucky.
A 200mm hooded armor-piercing grenade hit Brother Mole's car impartially, piercing directly through the fragile roof and giving him a blow.
From the time the shell penetrated the armor to the time it exploded, the entire process took less than a second, so that the man had already returned offline before the mole could recover.
At the same time, the air force that scrambled from Xifan Port also rushed to the battlefield and pounced on it with aerial bombs weighing 100 kilograms.
Fortunately, the Goblin Corps that took off from Tiandu Airport also joined the battle at this time, so that the Skeleton Corps did not become meat on the chopping board.
200 "Daggers" faced off against 200 "Mosquitoes". Both sides went back and forth in the air, fighting in darkness above and below the dark clouds.
While the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing, four "Thunder" fighter jets taking off from Jingallan Port and six "Sabers" taking off from Yongye Port also joined the battle one after another.
The former is the alliance's next-generation fighter aircraft, which uses advanced but unstable plasma thrusters.
The latter is an antique that has been used by the Legion for a century. Although it uses an old-fashioned jet engine, its technical content and casting process are basically close to the peak of the "chemical power engine".
The reason why jet engines are used is not because of "path dependence"
But in the entire wasteland, the only people in the wasteland who can force the Legion to take out supersonic aircraft are the only ones besides enterprises, the Alliance.
The missiles fired by this thing are much more expensive than propeller planes, and the cannons can't carry much ammunition. Not only the army of the legion doesn't like it, but the air force itself doesn't like it very much either. It usually only uses it during military parades.
Before, when he was in Luoxia Province, Luo Yu piloted the "Ling Yun" fighter jet to compete with this thing once, and he barely managed to win by combining with Xiao Yu.
But now, neither he nor Xiaoyu, nor the alliance's aircraft are at the same level as before.
Not to mention four versus six, it was one versus six! He was sure of trying it again in three days!
Luo Yu held the joystick with both hands, took a deep breath, and sank into the biological prosthetic body.
The fruiting bodies of Xiaoyu are spread throughout the cockpit.
Through these "biomass sensors", he can even sense the airflow blowing across the hatch and the vibration of the wingtips!
The whole plane seems to be integrated with him!
His "vision" had gone beyond the clouds, as if he could "see" the heartbeat and breathing of the enemy pilot, and at this moment an air-to-air missile flew towards him close to the edge of the clouds.
There was no fear at all, but a boiling fighting spirit burned in his chest.
When I fought against the Torch Church before, the speed of the opponent's flying units was not even 200 yards.
Now I finally have a decent opponent!
"Xiaoyu, get ready!"
As the missile radar was turned on, a light call came from the depths of the sea of consciousness.
"Ugh!"
Thick and long tracers flew up and down in the sky, and occasionally one or two air-to-air missiles roared past. From time to time, planes turned into balls of fire and fell with parachutes.
Those are mainly the parachutes of the Valeant people.
The pilots of the Goblin Corps don't need that stuff, and the Mosquitoes didn't equip their own people at all.
The battle in the sky gradually became intense, and it was difficult to determine the winner for a while.
At the same time, the fighting on the ground was also continuing.
Although Brother Mole received the lunch box at the beginning, the command system of the Skeleton Corps did not collapse because of this, but instead made the commanders of the following cars laugh out loud.
"Damn it, this bastard mole is so lucky."
"How can this really hit?! It's a cheat!"
"The dog plan has adjusted the difficulty."
"The consequences of not doing your job properly will be sanctioned."
There was a cheerful atmosphere in the communication channel, and many people took advantage of Mole's absence to curse.
However, the battle continued, and everyone did not waste all their time chatting, and quickly returned their attention to the battlefield.
Even if it is to avenge Brother Mole, they have to show some real skills!
Irena quickly took over the command and shouted into the communication channel.
"...Air defense company, did you see anything in the air nearby? For example, a drone or something."
The answer came quickly through the communication channel.
"No! Not to mention drones, there aren't even any birds nearby."
The enemy's air force is still fighting with the brothers of the Goblin Corps, so they can't care about this place for the time being.
Irena nodded.
"Very good...it seems that the 'Eye' and the radio station on the opposite side are hidden in front of us."
The two sides were engaged in an encounter and did not have much time to deploy in advance.
In such a short time, it is unlikely that the 340,000th Regiment would have time to deploy infantry on both flanks in the direction of their advance.
In particular, this behavior carries the risk of exposing one's own artillery to enemy armor.
After roughly guessing the opponent's deployment, Irena immediately made a judgment and issued a series of orders to the communication channel.
"Attention support company! Go to the marked location on the map to deploy yourself and wait for the next step of instructions."
"The 1st and 2nd Armored Battalions circled to the left, and the 3rd Armored Battalion circled to the right, targeting enemy self-propelled artillery and light armored units. Pay attention to enemy anti-tank weapons. The 5th Mechanized Infantry Battalion covered the 4th Battalion.
Keep pushing forward!”
Battalion Commanders: "Roger that!"
After a pause, Irena continued to order.
"Also, lay down the anti-aircraft guns of the anti-aircraft company! Push your Fak up. If you see somewhere that seems to be hiding people or there are foxholes, sweep them with two shuttles first!"
FK-1 Defender crew: "Roger that!"
As orders were issued one after another, the Skeleton Corps immediately changed their forward formation.
The forward troops changed from Main Battle Tank III to "Chimera" armored vehicles, and the heavy armor scattered on both wings rushed straight towards the artillery position of the 340,000th Regiment like two giant axes.
The Skeleton Legion's offensive did not fall into chaos because of the loss of its commander.
Rather, it is precisely because of the confidence that "the Skeleton Corps can continue fighting even without him" that Mole dares to drive a command vehicle and rush to the front line of the battlefield.
Each main battle tank is equipped with an "offline operator" who replaces the position of the correspondent and is responsible for transmitting offline deployment to online for strategic deployment. The online communication is taken care of by the tank commander and is coordinated with other vehicles.
Group communication in real time.
This is the experience they summed up during the Battle of Luoxia.
Not to mention that there is no commander, even if the entire reinforcement group has been hit by strategic-level EMP weapons, relatively real-time communication between the vehicle crew and the vehicle crew can be carried out.
After discovering the actions of the Alliance armored forces, Captain Gibson of the 340,000th Army felt a sense of difficulty.
After being bombarded, they did not rush towards the infantry position, but chose to bypass the frontal position from both sides.
Seeing that the air force had been unable to be used for a long time, and the enemy's armored forces were about to rush into his face, Gibson could only bite the bullet and order the deployed self-propelled artillery to retreat, and let the armored personnel carriers guarding nearby also move back.
Keep up.
As for the more than 3,000 soldiers who were left behind, we could only let them hide on the spot.
Anyway, in such a large area, it would be difficult for the Alliance to find them all, and it would be impossible for the Alliance to waste so much time looking for them.
Although Gibson did make the right judgment from the standpoint of the commander, this also made the infantrymen who were left to ambush the tanks become abandoned.
Without the support firepower and light armor cover, more than 3,000 skirmishers scattered on the battlefield were instantly orphaned.
After discovering that the other side had ceased fire, Irena immediately issued orders to her own support company that had completed deployment, released drones that guided artillery fire, and fired three rounds of incendiary bombs at areas suspected of hiding enemy targets.
A raging fire burned in the wilderness. Although the fire was not very powerful, it had a miraculous effect on the Wealant soldiers hiding in the cave.
With their burly physiques, they could not perform well in the small holes, and the flames depleted the oxygen on the ground. Some people could not bear it and crawled out, while others were suffocated to death in the holes.
Seeing that the fever was almost gone, Irena immediately shouted "get out of the car", and then got out of the car with more than 300 brothers from the fourth battalion, and cooperated with the Chimera armored vehicle to search forward in groups of three.
Since the "War of Extinguishing Fire", all the mechanized infantry of the Skeleton Corps have been equipped with "Type 5" light exoskeletons that combine mobility and defense.
With the helmet's battlefield guidance system, they only need to "look" towards a place where people are suspected to be, and the iris-recognizing sensor can immediately synchronize their sights to the gunner on the armored vehicle behind them, who will then determine whether a shuttle is needed.
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Not long after everyone got out of the car, they were immediately blocked by Weiland skirmishers.
The bullets fired were like raindrops flying across the sky, making a whooshing sound in the air.
After ducking down to avoid a barrage of bullets, Irena immediately picked up the LD-47 assault rifle and fired back.
The 7mm full-power bullet shot directly through the helmet. The Wilant man lying in the foxhole had no time to let out a muffled groan, and his head instantly scattered red and white like a smashed watermelon.
The man was like a potato stuck in the ground, his shoulder stuck at the entrance of the foxhole, and he didn't fall back, leaving half of his body lying on the ground.
The death of their teammates did not frighten the remaining Valantians, but instead aroused their bloodshed.
Gunshots were fired one after another in the field, and the ferocious firepower suppressed the team led by Irena behind the armored vehicle.
However, no matter how fierce the firepower is, it is sprayed from a small water pipe, and it cannot compare with the 37mm cannon of the "Chimera" armored vehicle.
"Three o'clock! Hit me hard with high-explosive bombs! Let's keep an eye on the tube!"
Irena hammered the door twice with her fist, then placed the rifle on the side of the front armor of the armored vehicle, aimed at a guy climbing out of the foxhole carrying an anti-tank rocket launcher, and pulled the trigger.
With a few short gunshots, the guy fell to the ground before he could reload.
The enemy commander obviously ignored the size of these foxholes, as well as the size of his own soldiers and equipment.
The Borneos could stand in these foxholes and fire RPGs, but the Wilante men could barely get in, let alone reload the anti-tank rocket launchers, and had to climb out before operating them.
Perhaps it would be better to switch to a cheap and disposable "Iron Fist" rocket launcher.
Anyway, against lightly armored targets, any amount of penetrating armor-piercing projectiles are the same.
The anti-tank infantry was easily dealt with by Irena, and the Chimera armored vehicle used as a bunker by his team also concentrated on dealing with the soft targets who opened fire with rifles.
The 37mm cannon fired with bang bang, and the shells hit the turret and body of the armored vehicle with a clanging sound. In just a few breaths, most of the Wilant infantry in front of them were killed or injured.
While the "Chimera" armored vehicle continued to output firepower, the FK-1 "Defender" following not far behind the group of people also pressed forward.
The 20mm "red dot" rapid-fire gun designed based on the destroyer's close-in defense gun was aimed at the muddy black land ahead, and suddenly let out a series of roars like a tearing machine.
The dense rain of bullets was like a raging storm, covering the rows of foxholes in front with a devastating force. It was as if the ground was overturned. In just a few minutes, 6% of the entire vehicle was destroyed.
the quality of.
Although this electromagnetically accelerated light-mass bullet does not have high armor-piercing capabilities, it unexpectedly works wonders when dealing with soft soil.
Where fragments of high-explosive bombs could not penetrate, these directional metal balls penetrated easily, even poking through foxholes.
The breakthrough on the opposite side suddenly stopped moving. Irena fired a few shots tentatively. After finding no response, she led Lao Wang and another brother forward to touch it.
When he walked to the nearest foxhole, he found that the entire pit had been buried by collapsed soil, and the mound covering it was still covered with tiny holes, like a honeycomb.
"Oh my god...this is so fucking miserable."
Smacking her tongue, Irena overcame her discomfort, took off the engineering shovel hanging on the exoskeleton, dug out the buried foxhole, and took a photo of the hole.
It's not his bad taste.
Confirming the damage effect of the weapon is also a part of the combat mission. After all, this is the first time that the FK-1 "Defender" has been put into the battlefield.
Looking at the bloody mud, even Lao Wang, who had seen a lot of hell, felt his stomach churn and couldn't help but complain.
"...I can't even pick up the fucking equipment anymore."
“It’s no longer a version, so I can’t use it anymore.”
Since the development of Alliance industry, they have rarely used captured equipment.
Those things are usually given to newcomers for transition, or sold to interested wastelanders, or given to the giant stone military industry for research.
Irena silently recited Amitabha and buried her back in the blood pit.
It's too awful.
This game is always superfluous with reality in inexplicable places. No wonder Aguang doesn't let children in.
If Brother Ye Ao saw this, wouldn't he be frightened and pee on the spot?
On the other side, the battle in the sky seems to have come to an end.
The Third Air Force of the Southern Army gradually began to decline. Even the ace pilot who claimed to have shot down ten Alliance aircraft in the "Port Defense Battle" was defeated and became the "righteous man" written in Feng Qing's cockpit.
"One horizontal line of the word.
Luo Yu's side also had a remarkable record, and he shot down two of six Saber fighter jets.
There were also two heads taken by teammates.
Although the price is one for one, it’s not a big problem!
The original advantage turned into a balance of power, and the only two remaining "Sabers" chose to retreat.
Luo Yu, who was running out of ammunition, did not choose to continue the pursuit. Instead, he covered another injured friendly aircraft and returned towards Golden Gallen Port.
In terms of acceleration, the plasma engine, which is still in its infancy, is indeed no match for the mature chemical engine. Its advantages mainly lie in endurance and stability.
After the aerial battle ended, Mosquito also did not pursue the retreating Third Air Force of the Southern Army. Instead, it took the remaining thirty-nine aircraft to attack the 340,000th Army which was retreating towards the northern railway.
The ammunition on his plane has not been emptied yet, so it would be a pity to go home like this.
Although he did not bring aerial bombs with him on this mission, it did not prevent him from using his 20mm cannon to create a little trouble for those Wilantes who were running away with their tails between their legs.
"Brothers! Don't worry about the armored vehicles. Just aim at those transport vehicles!"
After roaring at the communication channel, the mosquito pulled down the goggles on his head and swooped down first with a strange scream.
As the firing trigger was pressed, two 20mm cannons spurted out fiery snakes, smashing the front of an armored personnel carrier.
The Wilant soldiers hiding in the trunk jumped out of the car in a hurry, and at the urging of their superiors, they dispersed and ran towards the woods nearby.
The originally orderly convoy fell into chaos in an instant. Some frustrated Wilantes picked up the assault rifles and submachine guns in their hands and fired into the sky. However, they did not even scratch the shadow of the plane.
"Shoot me with a submachine gun? Are you crazy? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!?"
Just a soft popping sound was heard, and a bullet hole suddenly appeared on the glass of the cockpit.
The pretentious mosquito was startled and quickly pulled the joystick to pull up the nose of the aircraft.
Thirty-nine propeller planes took turns swooping towards the ground, destroying almost all transport vehicles that could still move, and removing the tires of those that could not move, leaving only some armored vehicles and light tanks that could not be destroyed.
on the ground.
The brothers of the Skeleton Corps will take care of those things.
Having fired the last round of ammunition, their mission has been completed.
Just as Brother Mosquito led his brothers back towards Tiandu, the three armored battalions of the Skeleton Corps had already caught up with the defeated troops of the 340,000th team.
The entire team of 10,000 people was almost destroyed.
Except for the fifty-two "Firebolt" self-propelled artillery that escaped because the armor was hard enough, almost all the remaining soldiers were forced to disperse and hide in the mountains and woods because they lost their means of transportation.
It's a pity that the two mechanized infantry battalions led by Lao Na didn't keep up, otherwise she might have wiped out the entire division-level combat unit on the opposite side.
However, the blame cannot be entirely placed on Lao Na's head.
After all, he didn't expect that those Weirant people would be so stubborn that they would not surrender even if they became orphans.
More than 3,000 Big Nos, carrying nearly half a division of anti-tank equipment, were hidden on a battlefield more than ten kilometers long and wide.
Even if he shoots all the ammunition of the entire regiment, he may not be able to clear out these three thousand skirmishers.
It's a flaw that there are few people.
The two battalions combined only had 600 men. Searching a front more than ten kilometers wide would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
The most important thing is that their current position is already behind enemy lines, and they are in danger of being surrounded once they stop.
The other party obviously understood this. Unless they had a gun pointed at their head and they were pulled out of the hole by their necks, they would not surrender no matter how much they shouted.
Irena couldn't help but complain in her heart, who the hell is the gopher?
Of course, it's not possible to ignore these people. This army will definitely bite them when they retreat.
Just when Lao Na was in a dilemma, a few horses suddenly came from a distance.
Hearing the sound of horse hooves, he subconsciously aimed his rifle, only to see the other party raise his hand.
"Brothers from the Alliance, don't shoot! We are our own!"
After saying that, the man tightened the reins, turned over and dismounted.
Irena stared at the man in civilian clothes and lowered the muzzle of the gun in her hand.
"Who are you?"
The man's face was red, with an expression of respect on his face, he straightened his back and gave a military salute.
"Captain of the 110,000-strong army of Borneo! Yokal!"
Good guy.
Captain Ten Thousands is on the front line like this. How can you be resurrected in three days?
Irena glanced at him in surprise, and then at the soldiers behind him who were dismounting together.
"Where are your troops? Just these few?"
Yokal said quickly.
"Our troops are nearby. Chief Yudano told me that my mission is to fight guerrillas in this area! I heard the gunfire just now, so I rode over first. My subordinates were still running behind. After ten
It should be there in a few minutes."
The Borneo Army lacks vehicles, and most soldiers rely on two legs to maneuver.
When facing the legion's motorized troops, the speed of their reinforcements could not keep up with the speed of the opposing vehicles. Often the bodies of friendly troops were still running on the road even after they were cold.
It is precisely for this reason that the Southern Army did not take these 200,000 troops seriously at all.
Troops that cannot arrive on the battlefield on time will be of no use no matter how many there are.
It seems that it was out of such helplessness that the frontline commander of Borneo simply let this unit go to fight guerrillas.
Although Irena felt that with the communication level of a hundred of them sharing a radio station, it would probably not take long for the ten-centurion below to find the centurion, but at the moment they really had no better way.
But at this moment, something moved in his heart, and he looked at the officer in front of him and asked.
"How many of you are there?"
Yokal said angrily.
"There are thousands more besides us! We can accept your command!"
"very good!"
Irena patted his shoulder with great joy, then glanced at the "potato field" behind her, and continued.
"These big noses are hiding in the mouse holes and refuse to come out. We can't persuade them. You lead your men to look for them. They have radios on them. Although they are on the same frequency band as the Southern Army, you must know the code.
You can make do with it."
Not just radios, but things like exoskeletons and rocket launchers.
Although he despises those things, the Borneo Army is not picky about food.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, Yokal's face immediately showed an expression of surprise, and he excitedly accepted the order.
"Don't worry, leave it to us! I promise to catch them all!"
"Well, I'll leave it to you!" Irena smiled and patted his shoulder and warned, "Remember to move quickly, you never know when their reinforcements will arrive. After you get the equipment, go to
Let’s go south, it’s too late to go to the Lion City anyway.”
Leaving Jokal with a lot of gratitude, Irena waited until the Borneo Army arrived and handed over this "potato field" to them.
If you don't surrender, don't surrender. He happens to think it's too troublesome to take prisoners.
Silently praying in her heart for those tough-headed young men from the Wilantes, Lao Na then led a group of brothers and escorted the hooded prisoners back to the car.
The logistics company will recover these captured prisoners and send them to prisoner of war camps in the rear.
"Fourth and fifth battalions, as well as the support company and air defense company, pay attention to the railway to the north of the target! Move forward!"
The sound of rolling wheels continued to move forward, heading towards the rear of the Southern Army's eastern front troops.
Unfortunately, the partial victory failed to reverse the situation of the entire battle.
Just as the Skeleton Corps and the 350,000th Corps along the return railway were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire around the armored train, the 300,000th Corps led by Captain Ryan had already penetrated the defense line in the northeastern part of Ridbull County.
And kicked open the gate of Lion City.
Facing the joint attack of three 10,000-strong troops of the Southern Army and a steel airship, the six 10,000-strong Borneo troops stationed outside the city were unable to find their way around and could only retreat into the city to prepare for street fighting.
Yudano had already evacuated some civilians, and some people ran away when they saw something was wrong.
However, Lion City is a large gathering place with a population of one million, and it is not that easy to vacate it.
What's more, it's not just Absaek who has illusions about the Valantians?
Even after seeing the tragedy at Saifan Port, there are still some Borneos who feel that those dead Borneos deserved it, and that the Southern Army's "decisive killing" is excusable.
Hearing that the 340,000th Army was defeated, Ryan was unexpectedly calm. He didn't even get angry at Captain Gibson who reported the news, but calmly made the deployment.
The war has progressed to this point, and even the most naive Wilantes will not think that their opponents are those filthy Borneos.
Opposing them is the Alliance.
Fighting an ancient enemy, a temporary defeat is not shameful, and even losing two battles will not change the fact that they are making great progress.
However, since the local survivors have chosen to stand with the remnants of the War and Construction Committee against the Weirant people, then don't blame him for being ruthless...
In the command car.
Looking at the settlement filled with black smoke on the holographic screen, Captain Ryan gave the order to the "Horn" airship expressionlessly.
"Send your airship over the southern part of Lion City."
The captain of the Horn knew what he wanted to do and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but he still couldn't help but wonder if it was a bit too extreme.
What they need is not a ruin.
That kind of stuff is everywhere in the desert, giving it away for free and no one wants it.
"What's the point of this? There are just some defeated soldiers left. If you are worried about the casualties of your subordinates, we can release a wave of dogs first. Those things are always cheaper than artillery shells."
The so-called dogs refer to those glorious soldiers without numbers.
Ryan did not explain to him, but said coldly.
"Do as I say."
He needed to frustrate the local people's will to resist and let them know the consequences of going against the Southern Army.
The captain of the Horn sighed and stopped trying to dissuade him.