The two sides finally began to exchange fire, and the "White Tiger" took the initiative to attack the "Media".
These knights in competition uniforms held special guns for competitions and attacked the "enemy". The simulated bullets flew towards the enemy in a very realistic way. At the same time, some simulated explosives such as grenades and grenades were fired.
, was thrown towards the "enemy" like raindrops.
"We have a good start!" Deacon Devadatta, who was standing not far from the two regimental leaders, whispered to himself, "Although these are not weapons used on real battlefields, these weapons are quite simple and lightweight, but this is
The most classic drill of infantry tactics."
"Yes, the competition is to test personal physical fitness and combat skills, rather than the performance of high-tech weapons." Kalki cast an admiring look at the young senior commander who was in his mid-twenties. Devadatta was obviously that
The most perfect type of White Tiger Knight, with light golden hair combed into a bun and fluffy curls on the hairline, this kind of fine hair adds a bit of personal characteristics and charm. p>
"This is more fair to the soldiers of the Second Fleet 'Media'. As we all know, the White Tiger Knights are the most elite troops." Kalki continued, "In actual combat, equipment is now in the most important position, and
In the competition, both sides are equally equipped."
"With equivalent equipment, our knights can also crush the space fleet," Krishna continued with a sense of arrogance. "Among the four major knights, our "White Tiger" naturally has the best performance in the competition." During this conversation, a sharp knife squad of the "White Tiger" quickly advanced towards the weakest point of the "Media" defense line, and for a time attacked with extremely fierce firepower.
The spectators in the outfield raised their heads and watched the attacks from all angles with concentration. The display showing the number of casualties on both sides began to show casualties a few minutes later.
"The defensive formation set up by Kijak is very good. You can see that we defended very steadily and the defense line was not breached." Chief of Staff Nerio said with a hint of joy.
"Our casualties are almost the same as those of Media..." Devadatta looked a little surprised.
"The position obtained by drawing lots is not good for us..." Krishna immediately noticed the problem.
Kalki on the side looked very quietly and carefully at the various battle situations and the displayed war zone terrain. This was very similar to the large command table of the flagship, but it was not 3D. Observing such a competition was also a kind of command for the older commanders.
Training.
The thumb and index finger of his right hand are touching his chin, and his left hand is supporting the elbow of his right hand. This is a sign that he is deep in thought.
"Indeed, the commandos are attacking upwards, and they are right in the fire coverage of the defenders. If the position is lucky, we will be able to break through the defense line now."
"Fight! Boys, fight like hell, offense is the best defense!" Buddy shouted.
Sure enough, after stabilizing the defense line, the "Media" boldly counterattacked the "White Tiger". For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, and the casualties began to surge. On the screen, many combatants who had been judged to be dead left the battlefield angrily and went to
The nearest "safe zone".
Facing the opponent's increasingly weak offensive, the "Media" team decisively switched from defense to offense, divided into two groups and began to rapidly attack the "White Tiger" in depth. Like all battle situations, offense and defense are often constantly switching.
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"It's really a match." Budi smiled proudly and glanced at the two leaders of the White Tiger Knights with an apologetic expression.
The headquarters of both sides were nervously observing the battle situation display, which instantly showed that the "White Tiger" defense line began to shrink, while the "Media" began to attack fiercely.
"Shankara, you have to bear it!" Krishna looked nervous.
"No problem." Kalki looked very calm. He looked at Krishna and several deacons present with confident eyes, "Shankara grew up with me. He is a very good commander. You don't need to worry too much.
, he can fight against headwinds well."
"Look," Karki gestured at the terrain map with his hand, "the opponent Kijak's defense is good, but his offensive ability is lacking. In a closed field, he adopts the tactics of flank breakthroughs from both sides and is easily squeezed by the opponent from the center.
Pressure and division, and in normal battlefields, whether on land or in space, there are rarely side walls. For field battles, the width of 3 kilometers is very narrow, and it is easy to be suppressed to the wall when pushed by the opponent's attack.
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Sure enough, the "White Tiger"'s shrinking defense line was to concentrate its forces and adjust its tactics.
Suddenly, several military commanders with the strongest combat effectiveness led hundreds of elites to protrude from the center. The followers of each regiment leader led their subordinates to push the two wings of Media towards the side walls, and divided and surrounded them.
During the process, the fighting was very fierce, with bullets flying, and the spectators on the field could clearly see that the number of casualties on both sides was rising.
"Ah, the White Tiger's attack was too fierce, and our blood loss was too serious!" A young staff officer of the Median fleet said softly, and the senior commanders on the side looked solemn.
"Shankara, you have to be careful! Be careful!" Kalki seemed very involved.
He saw on the personnel position display screen that some of the besieged soldiers in Media cleverly used the fortifications to block the situation and continuously escaped from the encirclement without anyone noticing.
"Oops! Shankara has no idea that this is a classical infantry contest. The contestants cannot have the same omniscient perspective as us observers, and can only rely on their own battlefield organization capabilities." Krishna said.
Everyone watched the attack scene slightly nervously. There were various flying cameras in the competition venue to capture the battle scenes from various angles. The data was selected to display the exciting scenes of each battle, just like a wonderful event.
space combat show.
On the big screen at the scene, most people were in a fierce battle, with simulated bombs and explosives pouring towards each other one after another, and the fight was in full swing. Another screen showed the scene of "killed personnel" on both sides, and some people hung their heads.
Head to the "Safe Zone".
"In chaos, brave surprise attacks can often lead to unexpected victory." Kalki commented, "It is the same in real battlefields."
This Median team that successfully broke through the encirclement attacked the "White Tiger" headquarters as quickly as possible, showing the spirit of attacking the Yellow Dragon directly.
Soon there was an exchange of fire with the last defensive line. The person responsible for "touching the ball of light" in the guard headquarters was Shankara and Krishna's first military retinue Vidhatha, the commander of this small team in Media.
Very good. Even after being chased by the guards who subsequently withdrew, they still tried their best to attack the White Tiger's headquarters and fought very crazily.
"This is the first time I have seen a fleet commando break through our defense line and go straight in." Krishna sighed, "The wind is not in our favor today."
Kalki remained silent and continued to observe.
Shankara ordered a retreat. He was determined to use the terrain to set up a trap so that when the Median commandos passed through a relatively open field, he would fire at them with full force.
Finally, the team was "annihilated", but some personnel retreated extremely quickly.
"Hey! What a pity! It was just a little bit close!" Chief of Staff Nelio sighed.
As a result, the "killed" personnel of the two teams in this battle went to the "safe zone" one after another. Several Mede warriors were obviously very reluctant and were pulled away by their companions. They had already fought.
Arriving at the entrance of the "White Tiger" headquarters, I barely managed to rush in.
"The direction of the wind is about to turn towards us." Kalki said, he saw the astonishing "casualty rate" of "Media".
At this moment, "Media" lost almost all of its elite assault troops after a crazy attack, and the White Tiger Knights had an absolute advantage in numbers. For the "White Tiger", victory became no doubt. p>
But even so, "Media" remains unyielding when guarding the headquarters. This is due to the rules of the competition. As long as an individual does not "die", he can continue to gain battle points, which will affect the final individual ranking result.
But the "White Tiger" soldiers also broke into the command room with all their strength. In the end, Kiak and the last few dozen guards regarded it as a tacit understanding and decided to let in the enemy, because if they blocked it with all their strength, the numerically superior "White Tiger" would annihilate them all, and the "
"Those who died in battle" will be kicked out of the winner's list, and the points they earned through hard fighting will be meaningless.
"Media surrendered! We won!" Captain Krishna danced like a big boy, and even jumped up and hugged Kalki's shoulders.
"White Tiger" finally won the competition, which was expected.
The two captains and other senior commanders looked at the commanders of the Median fleet with smiles on their faces, but the latter seemed depressed.
"The 'Media' fleet has very good warriors, and the battle was wonderful this time." Kalki patted the side of Budi's arm very gracefully.
Budi forced a smile and could only accept this comfort.
At this time, the two teams on the field also gathered to greet each other. Plato's military nobles were very polite to each other. Some of them even hugged each other in a friendly way. There was a sense of mutual acquaintance between the simple young people.
Hot,
The large display in the outfield quickly displayed the ranking list of today's best individual scores.
"What?!" Even Kalki looked surprised.
The other senior White Tiger commanders also looked surprised, and then looked at each other.
The first and second place are both from the Median Fleet, and the third place is a little-known young retainer from the "White Tiger" Knights.
The names and avatars of these young people were constantly played on the screen. This was the star-making effect of Plato’s Army’s interesting “Army Stars”. The young people who were not selected to participate and could only watch were very excited, and they all expressed
A look of extreme envy.
"Haha!" Commander Budi looked at the rankings and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Although "White Tiger" accounts for 7 of the top ten, "Media" takes both first and second place.
"The White Tiger Knights are truly the best among the best." Budi smiled proudly and patted Kalki's arm. Kalki could only move his lips and smile reluctantly.
After excluding the winning list of "killed personnel", "White Tiger" accounts for 6 of the top ten, and "Media" accounts for 4.
But the championship of this tournament was won by Nasta of the Median fleet.
Although the two sides could not claim to be a tie, the Mede Fleet won the grand prize for the championship, and the soldiers of the White Tiger Fleet who were watching the scene looked very surprised.
"What? We, the White Tiger Knights, will be robbed of our martial arts championship by the fleet? This... is unbelievable!" Deacon Devadatta shouted frankly.
"Who is that person?" Krishna murmured to himself, "You have to know that he is the leader among the 1,600 special forces, and he is the elite soldier who overwhelms the entire White Tiger Knights. Even if the regiment leader or deacon comes in person,
It’s hard to do.”
"Yes, the two of us have to try our best when we are young. Even I can't guarantee that I will be the champion in every competition." Kalki looked straight at the young man's profile picture displayed on the screen, a smiling one.
Mixed race.
"Overwhelming all the White Tiger Knights, this... is so surprising."
At the simple commendation meeting after the competition, all senior commanders of the two fleets stood on the commendation platform, waiting for the champion to make his debut.
A pair of mixed-race twins came over wearing the uniforms of ordinary special forces of the Second Fleet. These two were the first and second place on the record list.
These are a pair of extremely handsome black-haired twins. Their appearance is more three-dimensional than that of Easterners, more beautiful than that of Westerners, and they look fresher than Sankara, the chief of staff who is recognized as handsome. It is almost difficult to distinguish between the two.
Complement each other.
Their height is not as tall and muscular as most of the White Tiger Knights, but their relatively short height also gives them greater flexibility, which makes their combined combat style shine.
"Are these two the champion and runner-up of the competition? No wonder!" Kalki muttered to himself as if he suddenly realized, "The abilities of the twins are superimposed. They can cooperate into one person and increase their combat effectiveness like a combined body. One plus one,
Far greater than two."
"Yes, their superior combat power really embarrasses us." Krishna whispered in his ear, "Even though our two elite armed guards tried their best to chase and intercept one of them for a long time before sniping one of them.
It seems like his younger brother dropped him from the winning list."
Budi graciously gave up the honor of award presenter to a knight leader. As the "first knight" who had ever won the crown, Kalki became the best candidate to present the award to the champion Nasta.
Kalki took the prize from Rahu, which was a ceremonial short sword and seemed very simple.
The sword is engraved with the name of the champion in Platonic script, and the other side is the name of the two fleets. This is the most coveted honor for Plato's young soldiers. It will be displayed in the dormitory where it is located until he leaves. In Plato, honor is not
Eternal.
Captain Chalki personally put the belt with the sword on Nasta, who was wearing the uniform of the Median fleet. The young man lowered his eyes and turned sideways, watching a knight leader doing ceremonial rituals for him.
He smiled and seemed extremely happy to receive the service.