"Call for support! Call for support! At 10 o'clock, we are about 100 meters away from the IFF smoke!" In the earphones, the voice of contact helicopter support sounded, and then the roar of the squad support machine gun rang.
Tracer bullets shuttled between buildings. Instead of concealed shooting positions, the infantry of Eiland Hill now preferred to use tracer bullets to judge the impact point of their shots.
After all, there are very few demon attacks that can truly threaten the machine gun position. Those demons that can use magic attacks will usually choose more valuable helicopters or fighter jets to attack.
A row of bullets passed over the crowd and hit directly the demon dogs that were chasing civilians. Black blood immediately splashed everywhere, and the remaining demon dogs were still running forward.
These terrifying creatures without much intelligence are sometimes very clumsy. They only know how to attack, making them particularly easy to destroy.
And sometimes, this stupid character also makes them very difficult to deal with. At least, in this situation, these demon dogs who don't know fear and don't know how to retreat are worse than those demon soldiers holding weapons.
Much more dangerous.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Above the heads of this group of Airan Hill Marines, a rocket launcher nest hung on the short wing of a Cobra helicopter was continuously firing rockets.
These rockets were not used to cover the civilians. They hit farther away, destroying some buildings and knocking the demons over there to the ground in pieces.
At the same time, the cannon under the helicopter's nose was also firing continuously, sweeping bullets into the Devil Dog's team.
In the rising white smoke, there was not much left for the demon dogs to move forward. They had to hide in the hail of bullets, and the distance between them and the civilians they were chasing was completely widened.
"As soon as the group of people pass through the smoke, call in the naval guns and blockade the several blocks in front!" The commander of Company A looked at the several UH-60 helicopters that had gone away and ordered.
"However, if the naval gun fires, the survivors may be killed together." A soldier put forward his own opinion: "They may not die from the devil, but will be killed by our artillery fire."
"There is nothing we can do about it! We can't save everyone. Instead of risking the devil getting close to our defense line and threatening the lives of our soldiers, it is better to cover the nearby blocks with artillery..." As a commander, A Company
The company commander felt that he should be responsible for his soldiers.
He drew a mark on the map with his hand and ordered: "If humans cross this line, then we will save them. If not, then we can only blame them for what they deserve."
"Yes!" There was no argument. The platoon leader immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Establish an artillery blockade on this line. If any demon crosses the blockade, fire and annihilate it immediately!"
After saying that, the platoon leader turned around and left, leading his men to start deploying a stronger defense line. It seemed that they were going to stay nearby for a long time, and all firepower points had to be strengthened as soon as possible.
Looking at the refugees gathering nearby in the open space, the commander of Company A signaled a helicopter full of refugees to take off immediately and return to the landing ship in the distance.
Then he pressed the butt of his automatic rifle and tilted his head to look at the soldiers of the Southern Kingdom wearing armor: "Thank you for your cooperation! According to regulations, you, as soldiers, can only be the last batch to leave Shakeburn."
"It should be... that we thank you." An officer of the Shaker City Guards withdrew his gaze from the retreating helicopter and solemnly said to the commander of Company A: "Thank you for coming...
…Thank you for everything you do for us.”
"Don't rush to thank me. Now I need manpower, a lot of manpower! Maybe you and your soldiers can help with some tasks that I think are dangerous." The commander of Company A asked: "Is there any problem?"
"This is what we should do." The city guard officer smiled bitterly, but did not refuse: "As long as we can help, we are willing to follow your arrangements."
"Very good." The company commander of A Company nodded and pointed to some passages in the distance: "You arrange some people to guard near these passages to greet the refugees and your soldiers who have gathered... Arrange them,
Maintain order and let them gather around the open space..."
After saying that, he pointed further away: "Find some soldiers who are not afraid of death and are willing to perform tasks, find those nearby refugees, tell them that we have a safe zone here, and let them take refuge here as soon as possible!
Can it be done?"
"..." The officer was silent for a moment, and then nodded vigorously: "No problem, I will personally take people to find those civilians..."
He picked up the sword in his hand, turned around, and asked loudly to the still frightened and exhausted soldiers behind him: "I need a few volunteers who are not afraid of death to come with me to find the civilians scattered in the city.
,send them back here! Is there anyone willing to go with me?"
The silence continued, and no one spoke. However, in this despairing and depressing atmosphere, a soldier silently raised his arm, then the second, and the third...
"Is there water?" Seeing that among the dozens of men he had brought over, more than a dozen people raised their arms, the officer showed a proud smile on his face and turned around and stretched out his dirty hands.
: "We ran all the way here, and we didn't even have time to take a sip of water."
"You can rest for 10 minutes!" Looking at his watch, the commander of Company A handed the spare water bottle on his waist to the other party: "We will expand the safety zone, conduct fire blockade over there and there, and shorten the defense
Area! Do you have any suggestions?”
"If you advance further south and occupy about two blocks, the back will be against the city wall near the sea, which will make the flanks safer." The officer of the city guard pointed in another direction and spoke up.
: "Moreover, if you move faster, you may still find some city guards who are still resisting."
As he spoke, he handed the kettle after taking a few sips to his subordinates who were willing to follow him out to die. Each of them took a gulp of the cool fresh water in the kettle, and then handed the kettle back to their commander.
The officer from the Southern Kingdom sheepishly handed the empty kettle back to the commander of Company A: "Sorry, I drank all your water."
The commander of Company A did not take the kettle, but took out the pistol from his waist and handed it to the officer whom he liked very much: "I gave that kettle to you, there is no need to give it back to me! But this...
Remember to return it to me when you're done using it."
With that said, he gave a simple gesture, performed the loading action, opened the safety, and then made another action to pass it to the other party: "Save as many as you can."
The city guard officer did not hesitate, took the pistol, then turned around and took the soldiers who voluntarily left the safe zone and walked towards the exit without artillery fire.
"Company Commander, do you really believe that they will come back?" Looking at the backs of these armored men leaving, a soldier with an assault rifle came over and asked.
The company commander glanced at his men, then at the soldiers from the Southern Kingdom who had gone far away, and replied: "Seeing these people stand up, I know that the human race in this place is not extinct... So,
Even if they don't come back, this... is still a place worth taking back!"
The soldier holding the assault rifle nodded thoughtfully, looked at the figures that could only be vaguely seen, and saluted with a military salute to express his respect for the warriors.
At this time, on a dock about 2 kilometers away from here, a hovercraft lowered its hatch directly in front of the wreckage of a demon battleship.
On the turrets on both sides of the hanging door, the gunners were operating large-caliber rapid-fire machine guns to clear out the defeated demonic troops around them.
Most of the demon soldiers who had just faced the human swords without caring about them became corpses that fell on the corpses under the attack of these shells.
The corpses of human soldiers lying scattered on the ground were quickly buried, and covered above these corpses were the enemies who had killed them.
After all the huge hanging doors on the hovercraft were opened, dwarf troops wearing heavy armor that could hardly be transported by helicopter appeared on the battlefield in rows.
These dwarf soldiers, who were marching neatly and holding grenade launchers in their hands, quickly occupied the beachhead. They were armed with weapons and wearing heavy armor. Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, they cleared away all the targets around them that might threaten the hovercraft.
Got a clean one.
Subsequently, two light armored vehicles disembarked from the hovercraft, followed on both sides of the hovercraft by fully armed Marines.
They held their weapons and vigilantly checked the situation on the dock. The next second they saw the corpses under their feet that almost covered the entire ground.
"Expand the beachhead immediately! I want to ensure the absolute safety of the dock! In one hour, the transport ship will dock!" As soon as the commander of Company B stepped off the hovercraft, he shouted loudly to the soldiers around him: "3
The soldiers of the platoon are responsible for the left wing! The 2nd platoon covers the right wing! The 1st platoon advances forward! Look where our A company brothers are, let's go take them home!"
As he shouted, another hovercraft leaned against the shore on the other side of the pier. Some other soldiers from Company B had also arrived. The demon troops on the other side were also cleared. Soon, the people in the port were
The fighting stopped more than half way.
"Long live Ailan Hill! Let these damn demons pay the price they deserve!" Stepping on the corpses of their compatriots and enemies, more and more Ailan Hill soldiers let out a series of shouts.
