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1540 Hold it before throwing it

As time passed by, the defense line of the Eilanhir Empire was gradually eroded by the Watcher troops.

The sky gradually lights up, and a new day has arrived. The watchers have been fighting fiercely here for more than a day, and they have also broken through many of the defense lines of the Elanthir Empire.

What is embarrassing for these Watcher troops is that although they have made a lot of progress, the more they attack, the more cunning they discover the enemy.

After they work hard to break through an enemy's defense line, they will be pleasantly surprised to find that their two wings are surrounded by independent circular fortifications that have been laid out long ago.

These ring-shaped independent fortifications sandwiched both sides of their attacking troops, making them uncomfortable like scissors.

The effort to attack those circular fortifications was even more of a tragic attempt. They braved the artillery fire from the core fortifications of the circular fortifications and paid a heavy price. After capturing a circular fortification, they discovered that they had only filled in an obstacle.

Behind this ring of fortifications, there are more such fortifications, mixed in with the trenches, supporting the entire defense line.

Compared to the Airansil Empire, the defense of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect is almost like a child's play. When it comes to killing ability, even the ten Heavenly Sword Divine Sects cannot compare with the Airansil Empire in front of them.

The guards even felt that compared to their killing skills, the other party was not inferior to their own!

At dawn, on the defensive positions that had been fought fiercely all night, the Watchers once again launched a fierce attack.

The night is no longer an obstacle to the battle between the two sides, and the watchers cannot stop their attacks just because of the advent of night.

Both sides have night vision capabilities, and the guards' vision at night is almost the same as during the day. The night vision system of the Airanshir Empire troops has been distributed to every soldier, so there is no obvious problem of discomfort in night battles.

The soldiers of the Airanhir Empire had enough rotating reserves, so after a whole night of hard fighting, the soldiers who slept all night were rotated to the front line, and everyone once again joined the battle of killing each other with full energy.

In areas with good visibility, the Eilanhir Empire has deployed a large number of hidden forts. These forts are of different models, and most of them are improvised and built directly according to the needs and the existing equipment on hand.

For example, in some mountaintop areas, the Elanshir Empire will deploy a fort overlooking the entire foot of the mountain, using a 155mm cannon or a 105mm cannon to point at the preset bombardment area.

As long as it is not suppressed by the enemy's direct fire, such a fort can keep firing, putting ten or a hundred times pressure on the enemy.

When encountering such a firepower point, the watchers can only wait for the elite conquerors to step forward and destroy it with direct energy attacks.

While waiting, the attacks of the Elanshir Empire will continue, wiping out the huge army of sweepers.

As the battle progressed, some strange and strange weapons and equipment from the Elanthir Empire gradually appeared. Many of these weapons and equipment were temporary inventions, and many were even modified by the frontline soldiers themselves.

Even some "outdated" weapons and equipment have been used, and the most effective one turned out to be the Type 63 rocket launcher...

This kind of simple weapon has less malfunctions, is light in weight, is easy to move within the fortifications, and the instantaneous burst of firepower is very fierce. It is simply an artifact of defensive warfare.

After many expensive weapons were destroyed by the opposing air force, this cheap weapon often provided the backbone of fire support and was well received by frontline officers and soldiers.

A sleepy-eyed clone officer brushed his teeth back and forth, walked to a main bunker on the top of the hill, and asked, "How's it going?"

"Sir! The enemy has begun to attack again... We have received a battalion of supplementary soldiers here. They are all puppets, and their combat effectiveness has been weakened a lot..."

"Well, there are reinforcements, which means the situation is not that bad..." The officer said optimistically, grabbed the telescope on the table, and looked at the world outside the bunker.

The dense woods have been transformed beyond recognition by the brutal fighting. The explosion caused the big trees to tilt here and there, and various shrubs have been burned black. Exposed abandoned trenches and bomb craters can be seen everywhere.

Compared to yesterday, this place has completely changed its appearance, from a green and tree-lined area to a place full of devastation.

No one found it strange, because everyone knew from the beginning that there would be such an ending. Everyone knew that this was a battlefield and what it would look like in the end.

"Thud, thud, thud!" The sound of intensive machine gun fire suddenly sounded in the jungle, and the tracer bullets emerged from the bushes and penetrated into the dark team of sweeper soldiers.

Immediately, some sweepers fell down, and more sweepers passed over the bodies of their companions and continued to advance up the hillside.

"Thud, tut, tut!" The sound of the assault rifle also rang out, and the puppet's counterattack also began on the frontal position.

Next, there was a series of explosions. The sweeper's attacks fell densely on the defense line of the Elanshir Empire, and the smoke caused by the explosions was everywhere.

Seeing some trees falling down, the bombardment from the Eilanhill Empire also joined the performance at this time.

Rows of explosions overwhelmed the attacking sweeper troops. In the telescope, a destroyer tank was directly hit by a shell and turned into a pile of food in the mouths of the sweepers.

Also used as food were the puppet robots of the Elanshir Empire, the concrete in the broken trenches, and the bullet casings or gun fragments scattered randomly on the battlefield.

Of course, there are also ammunition in the destroyed bunker that did not have time to be poured out, as well as machine guns, machine guns, and corpses in the bunker...

As their name suggests, the sweepers are cleaning up all the garbage on the battlefield. In the end, the only ones left are the living sweepers and the wasteland that has returned to nature.

On the battlefield, the puppet soldiers of the Eilanhir Empire were still fearless. They kept firing with their weapons, pouring ammunition onto the enemy's heads.

The downed sweeper soldiers rolled along the mountain, and more sweepers advanced against the hail of bullets.

As a powerful attacking force, these sweepers would stop from time to time and fire at the positions on the mountain. The projectile energy clusters exploded near the positions of the Ailanthil Empire, setting off plumes of smoke one after another.

The dirt was blown everywhere, hitting the Elanshir Empire puppet robot wrapped in thin metal, making a tinkling sound.

Just behind these combat puppets, the logistics puppets were bending down to pick up the discarded magazines and shells.

They quickly sorted the shells into the sacks beside them, and at the same time sorted the magazines into the empty ammunition boxes on the other side.

Behind these garbage-picking puppets are the logistics support puppets responsible for distributing ammunition. They quickly stuff the magazines filled with bullets into the magazine bags behind the combat puppets, waiting for the combat puppets to take them.

The whole coordination was very smooth, until one of the puppets was hit by a black energy cannon and flew away, turning into a pile of damaged wreckage.

This battle started at dawn and continued until noon without completely stopping.

The black eagle flag still flutters above the defense positions of the Elanshir Empire. New reinforcements have arrived at the positions, reinforcing the defense lines and getting ready for battle.

After a brief pause that lasted less than an hour, the Watcher's troops began to attack again, this time the attack was more violent than the last attack.

Alanshil clone grenadiers who had become accustomed to the enemy's fierce artillery fire shuttled through the damaged trenches, looking for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow to the enemies who rushed into the position.

Maintaining the entire defense line are still a large number of puppet battle robots. These puppets fight day and night. They do not need to rest or eat. They only need to replace the energy battery to continue fighting.

"Boom!" At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the sweeper troops who had accumulated enough troops finally blew up a bunker that had repeatedly blocked their advance.

With this main bunker destroyed, the entire front of the Eilanhir Empire's defense line lost a strong support.

The sweepers who had made a breakthrough began to attack on both sides along the trenches that were filled with gunpowder smoke, and the defense line of the entire Eilanhir Empire began to become shaky.

In the trench, a puppet soldier had just knocked down several sweepers rushing towards him from the side, and was shattered by the sweepers who rushed into the trench from the front.

Just as the puppet soldier on the other side was about to adjust the muzzle of his gun, he was hit by the oncoming black energy group, leaving only his lower body and falling to the bottom of the trench.

Once there is a breakthrough in the complete defense line, the entire battlefield will begin to develop in a direction that is not conducive to the forces of the Airansil Empire. Attacks from all directions will make it difficult for the puppet battle robots, which are not very intelligent, to cope with them.

In a simple circular trench, several puppet robots were suppressed by fire from all directions. In the end, they were all destroyed without even a chance to shoot.

In a bunker not far from the circular trench, there were several puppet robots that had used up all their ammunition, but there were no logistics robots waiting to replenish their ammunition.

All trench passages have been lost, and it is impossible for logistics robots to pass through the trench areas occupied by sweepers and transport bullets to where they are needed in a timely manner.

As a result, the puppet combat robots, who have run out of ammunition and food, can only choose the most primitive bayonet battle, and then they are killed one by one like garbage by the sweepers and become their food.

Before retreating, the two clone grenadiers turned on the safety of a grenade and buried it under the corpse of a companion.

The two of them hung their still intact companion's electromagnetic rifle on the side of the backpack behind them, then picked up their weapons and retreated further along the trench.

At the other end of the trench, several puppet combat robots were desperately taking out grenades from the ammunition boxes, opening the safety guards and throwing them out.

The enemy is already close at hand, and all they can do is throw out as many weapons as possible to kill the enemy in the least amount of time. Because if the enemy rushes in, they will be destroyed quickly.

In the underground command headquarters, officers who were preparing for a counterattack were busy going back and forth. They had to allocate resources and arrange coordination between arms. There were many issues that needed to be communicated and resolved.

Andre stood beside the map table with his hands behind his back. He had been standing like this for more than two hours. In fact, Andre was thinking about whether this counterattack was necessary.

"Sir! In the past four hours, we have lost at least 11,000 puppet battle robots and more than 3,100 clone grenadiers... Our loss rate is increasing exponentially." The adjutant came over.

Behind General Andrei, he opened his mouth to report bad news.

Because more and more positions are breached, the losses are naturally increasing. The number of enemies has not been reduced too much by nuclear weapons, so the pressure on the front of the position will naturally be much greater than estimated.

This kind of increasing losses is actually very common. As the battle continues, the losses on the Elanshir Empire will become faster and more numerous.

The first is that the losses of combat robots, including wear and failure, will begin to occur frequently. At the same time, the failure and wear of weapon systems such as fighter jets will also begin to intensify.

Obviously, the Watcher troops, who don't seem to have to worry about this kind of loss, are much more advanced than the Elanshir Empire in this regard. Their similar losses are almost negligible, and no matter how you look at it, the strength of their troops

The replenishment speed is also much faster than that of the Airanhill Empire.

"80% of the positions we recaptured are no longer usable... The best result of our counterattack is to annihilate some of the enemy's effective forces..." Andre turned back to look at the adjutant and said.

"So, General, what do you mean...cancel the counterattack?" The adjutant was stunned and asked.

"No, I mean, order the counterattack to start immediately!" Andre gave the opposite answer: "Since the position can no longer be used after it is recaptured, we should hold it before throwing it away!"



"Brothers! It's our turn! Let them know what the torrent of steel is! For Ailanthir!" While closing the hatch cover above his head, the tank commander loudly encouraged his companions.

road.

The tank has already started. Because it uses all-electric propulsion, the tank no longer has the deafening roar of the diesel engine.

All that was left was the sound of the rolling tank tracks and the almost inaudible rotation of the motor. The electromagnetic tank troops of the Elanthir Empire tore off the camouflage above their heads and began to move forward.

"We only have 5 hours of air support! We will be safe until dark! Make good use of these 5 hours! Let's leave a deep impression on our enemies!" A tank commander's voice rang in the earphones.

stand up.

"Be careful of those sweepers who look very tall. Their attacks are very powerful! Stay in formation and cover each other!" The voice of another tank commander reached everyone through the earphones: "Stay vigilant! The enemy is ready at any time.

It’s possible!”


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