The "Viper 1" in the cockpit of the MiG-1.44 was so frightened that it was murdering one of its own people naked.
"You are crazy, Captain Alexander!"
"Do as the company commander says and drop bombs on me!"
Captain Chekhov's voice interrupted.
"Oh my God, you are all crazy!"
"Viper 1" can hardly describe the madness of the ground troops, it is simply suicide!
"Drop the bomb now!"
Captain Alexander and Captain Chekov shouted almost in unison.
It was pitch black outside the cockpit, as if he had suddenly entered the night. Chekov knew that his mobile armor was completely suppressed by those damn "Sauron" beasts. Even with the output power of the mobile armor, it was still suppressed.
Not able to move.
The vents were blocked, and the diving oxygen supply system was automatically turned on. It could only last for half an hour at most. However, it was impossible for the brothers outside to dig themselves out of the pile of corpses within half an hour. "Ivan" was a murderer.
The weapon is not an excavator.
"Okay, okay!~I'll satisfy you!"
Suddenly feeling the moisture on his cheeks that had appeared at some point, "Viper No. 1" didn't wipe it away. Instead, he pressed the joystick and aimed at the group of crazy beasts stacked up almost like a hill to pounce.
A cloud explosive bomb whizzed down and suddenly spread into a black-gray smoke cloud 15 meters above the ground. In the blink of an eye, it erupted with bright and dazzling light and blazing high temperature. The cloud explosive agent accompanied by a violent shock wave burned violently, and the cloud explosive agent was pressed into the ground.
The beasts on Chekhov and his "Ivan" were all enveloped.
In the dark cockpit, Chekov felt a violent shaking. The shaking was getting bigger and smaller and never stopped. There was a faint red light outside the window, as if his mobile armor had been thrown into a furnace for barbecue. The outside
The thermometer shows that the temperature on the surface of the mobile armor is at least 600 degrees Celsius.
He once again took out a bottle of ice-cold mineral water from the storage box at his feet. He unscrewed the cap and poured it over his head. A blast of ice shone through his bones, which made Chekhov, who was already sweating profusely, shiver all over.
But this coolness gradually faded away, and even if the air conditioner was working at full capacity, it still couldn't prevent the cockpit from slowly becoming stuffy and hot like an oven.
"...Chekov! Chekov! Chekov..."
"Huh?! Who, let me sleep a little longer!"
"...Chekhov! Wake up quickly. If you continue to sleep, you will die..."
Chekov, who was awakened by a violent shaking, reluctantly opened his heavy eyelids and vaguely saw several figures shaking in front of his eyes, and then his body tightened as if he had been grabbed by something.
A stream of cold liquid suddenly poured onto his face and poured into his nostrils and dry mouth. Chekhov's spirit was immediately lifted.
"Ah! What's wrong?"
His eyes suddenly widened, but he saw the dim sky and the pungent burnt smell that filled his nostrils. His mind was stunned for a moment, and he immediately came back to his senses. He and the mecha were pressed into the fire together.
.
"Captain Chekov. Thank God. You are still alive. This is great, hahaha."
Major Alexander's face, which was inexplicably stained with black ash, appeared in Chekhov's gradually gathering eyes.
The young mobile armor pilot reluctantly sat up with the help of the company commander. He looked around blankly, only to find that he was sitting on the still hot mobile armor shell. The black shell had been burned out of shape, and even the protruding barrel of the gun had been burned.
They have also changed their shape.
The battle has ended long ago.
Under the afterglow of a red sun that is about to set on the horizon in the distance, everywhere you look is a field of corpses, the remains of the huge aircraft are still burning, the "Sauron" war beast and the "Yura" eight-legged
The shabby corpses of self-propelled turrets were everywhere, mixed with shadows of other units.
Of course, the Russian "Ivan" mobile armor that was destroyed in the battle is also indispensable. The originally ferocious figure has long since stagnated and become incomplete. You can even see part of the tail of a MiG-1.44 fighter jet nearby. The driver
The cabin part is already gone.
This tragic battle that ended before sunset not only wiped out the entire Third Age invasion force, but also cost the Russians a considerable price.
A MiG-1.44 was shot down, nearly twenty "Ivan" mobile armors were completely scrapped, and the remaining mobile armors, including the command mobile armors, suffered varying degrees of damage. The eleven pilots and themselves
His car will sleep forever in this sea of sand.
As the sun sets little by little on the horizon, the songs of Russian soldiers float on the battlefield.
"Just when chrysanthemums are blooming all over the world
Soft gauze floats on the river
Katyusha stands on the steep bank
The song is like bright spring light
Katyusha stands on the steep shore
The song is like bright spring light
She is singing beautiful songs
She is singing the eagle of the prairie
She is singing about heroic people..."
...
All enemy troops moving towards Darwin have been wiped out, and transport troops are gathering on the battlefield to bring them back.
China's "Yai Can" mobile armored force is still locked in a fierce battle to block the invasion forces of the Third Era. Even after nightfall, the flares and tracer bullets that pierce the night sky still illuminate the grasslands on the edge of the Victoria Desert as if it were daytime.
In just one day, the Chinese military had to abandon one blocking position and retreat to the next blocking line. The number of enemy troops they faced was more than ten times that of Russia. Facing the overwhelming enemy,
The pressure was extremely great.
The Third Age civilization, which is sending troops to the present world day and night, already has quite sufficient combat troops in this dimensional membrane world, and after the nuclear radiation blockade was eliminated, they poured out from the center of the desert to the surroundings in the desolate Oceania.
More like a fish in water.
Forced attacks regardless of damage have allowed mankind in today's world to experience the ferocity of the military power of another civilization.
Fighting for the industrial foundation, fighting for the quality of the soldiers, fighting for the performance of the weapons. Fighting for the technology tree, fighting for the cultural heritage, this world-famous war has quietly begun, and the governments of various countries are also prepared for the worst.
Faced with the crisis of all mankind in the world today, we have to break the stability of the overall situation, announce the final mobilization order to the public, and devote all the resources in human hands to this dimensional war that is related to the life and death of the race.
The missile base near Pierce Air Force Base almost does not matter day or night. Wherever there is a need, missiles will roar away. God knows how many missiles of various types are stored there.
The wounded on the front line are constantly being transported back, and combat troops are constantly leaving on carrier aircraft or transport aircraft.
Despite being busy 24 hours a day, everyone seemed extremely quiet. Whether it was the Chinese, Russians, British, Germans, French, Indians, Japanese, Koreans and other coalition forces, they all faced the situation extremely calmly.
leading to this massive war.
The huge ready-made hangar is used as a field hospital. Half of the prepared hospital beds are already in use. Looking at the pure white area, there are a forest of water bottles, and nurses, doctors and medical robots are busy like a vegetable market. They are constantly shuttling.
The operating room is as full of blood as a slaughterhouse. Although the surgeons and robots are almost indifferent to life. The sutures are completely replaced by special "staples". With a clicking sound, they penetrate the flesh and blood.
The wounds were pulled together, but I had to admit that amidst such heart-wrenching screams, these simple and effective rough methods indeed saved many people's lives.
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"The Americans have lost half of their pilots. They are about to drain the strength of the Guam base, and are now urgently deploying forces from the Okinawa base and the United States. The aircraft carrier fleets of China and the United States will arrive in Darwin the day after tomorrow, where
Form a three-point outflank with the existing two bases."
Lin Mo used his authority to reveal the current situation to Colonel Cao Yueyang and others, giving all the pilots of the "Dragon Rider Legion" a shot in the arm.
The holographic projection screen, which only needs a base, is showing the distribution of troops between the enemy and ours, as well as the mutual battle losses. It occupies the home field advantage. The losses of the Third Era invasion force are far greater than those of the coalition forces.
This gadget, which is no more than two meters wide and looks like the threshold of a large house, can directly project images into the void. This science-fiction-like technology is almost as common as Chinese products on the streets at Pierce Air Force Base and the U.S. Army Temporary Forward Base, and can be seen everywhere.
Military technology is at least half a century ahead of civilian technology, and that is no lie.
After only two days of running-in, the "Dragon Rider Corps" had to go into the war one day in advance and began to gradually assume more and more important combat tasks.
Relatively speaking, the invasion forces of the Third Era that were separated from the protection of the star gate defense shield were much easier to fight, but the opponent's intensive anti-aircraft firepower also caused considerable trouble to the aerial knights of various countries.
Particle beam cannons, weapons with extremely long range and terrifying penetrating power, are particularly threatening.
In addition to the stargate defense cover, even the repulsion shield of the "Monster" transforming wing fighter and the defense cover of the "Galan" cannot resist the attack of this weapon head-on.
Fortunately, the number of such killer weapons is not common on the battlefield, and most of them are used in arms with higher mobility or special arms. If the civilization of the third era increases the frequency and popularity of launches, humans in the world today will simply not have them.
Gotta play.
"Tomorrow, the 'Black Dragon' brigade will be responsible for covering the transportation of combat supplies and battlefield bombing. It will carry multiple medium-range bombs and cluster bombs. It is best to specially arrange four fighter jets to carry 'Metal Storm'. Using the designated map area bombing mode may be able to block the attack.
It plays an unexpected role when the positions are in a jagged state."
Lin Mo enlarged the electronic map on the holographic projection screen and made his own guidance for tomorrow's combat mission.
"No problem, I will mount the 'Metal Storm' myself, and I am very much looking forward to its use."
German Lieutenant Colonel Busman's usually expressionless face showed a somewhat stiff smile. His flight code was "Black Scorpion". He was a special-level pilot who had participated in "Abyss Nirvana". His abilities were sufficient to lead a single flight.
Brigade.
The responsibility of the commander is not only to personally lead the team to find enemies, but also to revise the combat plan provided by the staff according to the actual situation.
The three brigades of the "Dragoon Regiment" have been registered in the "Tribunal" and are respectively named the "Red Dragon" brigade with Chinese Colonel Cao Yueyang as the captain, and the "Blue Dragon" brigade with American Colonel Byron as the captain.
The "Black Dragon" brigade with the German Lieutenant Colonel Busmann as the captain.
Lin Mo himself was regarded by the "Inquisition" as a trump card, and he had been unable to get combat missions. This also made him feel very depressed, and he could only leave it to his three captains to complete those combat plans.
The dozen or so "Galans" that pose the greatest threat on the battlefield are still huddled inside the Stargate's defense cover for some unknown reason. Even though two of them were wiped out by tactical neutron bombs and dimensional concussion bombs last time, they still had no intention of joining the team to fight out.
This has always made the "Inquisition" and other countries fearful and on tenterhooks. Naturally, the Dragon Knight, who was able to defeat "Galan" in a head-to-head challenge, had to stay in the base as a bench captain in order to use the steel on the blade.