"Okay! Gentlemen! It's our turn!" Ryan leaned on the hatch of the turret, pressed the throat intercom and ordered to his comrades: "Go forward! Cover the infantry brothers!"
"Dang, ding..." The tracks of the tank began to roll up, and the 4 tank he commanded began to move forward.
Ryan was originally the commander of the instructor, but because of the need to support Grecken, he was transferred to the 9th Army. It was precisely because he was transferred to the front line that his tank was replaced with a more advanced "magic tank".
The defense of these tanks with magic inscriptions engraved on the armor is much stronger than that of ordinary 4 tanks. The only drawback is that the defense cannot be turned on all the time, which will affect the radio communication system.
The 4 tanks rolled forward amidst the noise of the engine and the sound of metal collision. Ryan, half of his body exposed, squinted at the surrounding scene.
The ground here seems to be polluted, and there is a disgusting smell everywhere. Even Ryan, who is used to the smell of gasoline, can still clearly distinguish this unpleasant smell permeating the air.
It's not that the smell is poisonous, but it's very similar to the smell that permeates the boys' dormitories: socks that haven't been washed for weeks are mixed in the quilt that is never dried, and then mixed with the smell from the insoles under the bed.
…That’s called a sour feeling.
"Just based on this smell, these guys deserve to die..." Covering his nose with his hand, Ryan frowned and gave a very pertinent comment.
"Left wing! Demon dog found!" In the earpiece, the commander of another tank discovered the target in the distance, and the radio suddenly became nervous.
Ryan picked up the binoculars and saw the devil dogs rushing over on the ridge. There were probably dozens of them. They looked fierce and moved quickly.
"0 o'clock direction!" Following Ryan's reminder, the turret started to rotate with the sound of the motor. The 90mm long-barreled tank gun on the turret pointed accurately in the direction of the Devil Dog's attack.
"Get ready to fight!" The infantry following the tanks also began to take action. They leaned on the sides of the tanks or formed a temporary defense line behind the roadbed. The machine guns had been set up, and everyone was watching the enemy's movements with vigilance.
"Roar!" A demon dog rushed to the roadside, and countless guns and cannons poured ammunition at the unlucky demon dog.
"Boom!" Ryan felt the tank under his feet tremble, and a shell rushed out of the muzzle. The thick smoke made his facial features twist together, and the next second he saw the jungle in the distance.
, the dead trees were thrown far away by the shells.
A demon dog nimbly avoided the shell, but was hit by the explosive fragments. It struggled on the ground wailing, and black blood was thrown everywhere.
"Thud! Thud!" On the armored anti-aircraft vehicle following the tank, two 30mm-caliber cannons spurted out dazzling tongues of flame. A row of tracer bullets rushed into the Devil Dog's formation densely, knocking it over.
Several devil dogs.
"Beautiful! Keep firing!" The commander of the vehicle, who was holding a telescope and directing the self-propelled anti-aircraft gun, shouted loudly, because he had already seen the amazing effect of his shooting.
Finally, another devil dog rushed onto the road, and the weapons in the hands of the infantry fired fiercely again. Countless tracer bullets hit the devil dog, and it immediately rolled back to the other side of the roadbed.
"Roar!" On the other side of the battlefield, another army of demon dogs appeared. They quietly approached the human army, and then began to show their hunter instincts at an extremely close distance.
An Elanshir Grenadier was bitten on the body, and several demon dogs tore at him, causing him to scream in agony.
After hearing the sound, the Airanhill soldiers began to realize the threat behind them. They turned their guns and began to attack the damn enemies coming behind them.
Several demon dogs that rushed into the crowd were beaten into pieces by bullets after killing dozens of soldiers. The demon dogs that followed were also blocked by bullets at a safe distance.
A bloody battle suddenly broke out on a narrow path. Hundreds of demon dogs fought fiercely with a mixed battalion of mortal troops, and the winner was finally determined.
On a battlefield full of gunpowder smoke, human soldiers held their weapons and checked the dead demon dogs one by one. At the cost of thirty people killed, they annihilated all the demons that gathered nearby.
A four-legged orangutan-like demon threw a boulder at a tank. The tank was hit by the rocks and the armor was somewhat deformed. However, the members inside were only slightly injured.
The four-legged orangutan was then hit in the chest by an armor-piercing projectile fired by Lane's crew, and now it has long since made no sound.
Such battles broke out in every corner, and the advance of the Alan Hill troops was obviously not as smooth as Cape Luna expected. The attack to seize Alan soon encountered the desperate resistance of the devil dogs, and the 9th army attacking Brenno
The teacher also encountered some troubles.
After paying the price of more than 400 soldiers, the 9th Division and the 9th Division took the lead in attacking Alan. However, the 9th Division and the paratroopers still failed to capture Brenno. This left Alan's mortal troops to go deep into the city alone.
Inside a narrow sharp protrusion.
"It's so tragic..." The Airan Hill soldiers who entered Alan City held their weapons, looked at everything in front of them, and sighed from the bottom of their hearts.
All the houses have become ruins, and the city walls have collapsed and been destroyed. The armor and swords of the defenders were scattered on the ground, and dried blood could still be seen on them.
However, no corpses could be found, because all the edible things here had been devoured by the demon dogs. In such a large city, except for the demon dogs circulating everywhere, there was nothing alive.
The horrific street fighting that was imagined did not break out. The devil dogs scattered in the city did not have strict organization and discipline, so they were eliminated one by one by the more organized Elanhill Grenadiers, and they were quickly wiped out.
However, the huge lifeless city left behind also made the soldiers of Eiland Hill realize that what they were facing was a group of things that had no bottom line at all.
These demons have no concept of right and wrong and no discipline to abide by. They devour everything they encounter. The weak and the strong retain the oldest laws of the jungle.
"If they are allowed to go to our hometown... I simply can't imagine..." Holding his weapon, a soldier looked at the half-gnawed snow-white skull on the ground and swallowed disgustingly.
"For the sake of our families, we will stop these guys here even to the death." Another soldier held a bright bayonet and struck hard at the corpse of the devil dog they had just killed.
The military thorn suddenly penetrated the head of the dead demon dog, piercing through a disgusting big eye. Black blood flowed out along the bleeding trough and seeped into the gaps in the stone road.
"Armored troops! Cooperate with the infantry to build defenses on the outside! Soldiers from the 3rd Battalion search the entire city! See if they can find any survivors!" A lieutenant colonel's eyes were red, and he forced himself to order.
"I heard that more than 80% of the civilians were evacuated at that time...the rest are probably gone." A staff officer pressed the pistol on his waist, his nose was sore when he spoke: "About 300 soldiers stayed to guard.
The city... looks like they're trying their best."
"Look for me! It's good to find one!" Gritting his teeth, the lieutenant colonel repeated sharply.
"Yes! Sir!" Several officers stood at attention and saluted, then dispersed with their respective troops.
"I was thinking before, why did we come all the way from Veronsa here for? Are we going to let those bastards from the Magic Empire fend for themselves?" The lieutenant colonel managed to squeeze out a self-deprecating smile.
He made a dumbfounded expression, shook his head and said to himself.
When he said this, he stopped and looked at the staff beside him: "But after seeing what I saw in front of me, I realized that even those bastards in the Magic Empire are still human beings, and they also have their own integrity and their own bottom line...
…”
"And these demons, they have no bottom line..." After speaking, the lieutenant colonel looked in the direction of the Magic Eye: "I now know why we came all the way from Veronsa here... to protect
What we should protect!"
"To protect everything we already have!" The staff officer also said firmly: "For Ai Lanxier!"
In front of him, one 4-tank tank after another rumbled past. The tracks crushed the stone road, leaving cracks and marks on it. These roads were not originally designed to carry tanks, and they would soon be damaged by the passing vehicles.
There were too many tanks and the road turned into a broken and muddy road.
However, the Airan Hill soldiers who walked through here were not afraid. They carried their weapons and sang Airan Hill's songs. Their faces were full of perseverance and hatred. They wanted to seek justice for mankind.
You have to fight to the last moment for your hometown.
"Establish an ammunition reserve base! Check the water source! Let the reconnaissance troops disperse!" The lieutenant colonel wiped his eyes, regained his composure, and began to arrange the tasks that should be done one by one: "Put up the high-power radio and let the artillerymen do it themselves.
Choose your position!”
"Let those bastard devils regret coming to Alan!" In his command, the 55mm caliber howitzers next to each other raised their barrels, and boxes of shells were carried off the truck.
"Make them regret coming to Alan!" This sentence echoed in the hearts of all the Airan Hill soldiers. They dug trenches, built defensive positions, and built strong defense lines one after another among the ruins.
Behind them, a black royal flag of Ailan Hill was fluttering in the wind. On top of this royal flag, groups of Ailan Hill fighter jets flew across the battlefield——
Long Ling is not in good condition today, so there will only be two updates... Don't wait any longer, good night.
