When a company commander of the 2nd Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment heading south picked up his binoculars and looked at the enemy city with thick smoke in the distance, the expression on his face was full of helplessness.
They kept moving at extremely high speeds along the way. In fact, they had already driven the tracked armored vehicles assigned to them like racing.
But they were still slow. Almost all the targets they encountered along the way were destroyed by naval aviation.
Due to geographical reasons, if the Army Air Forces want to fly to the edge of the front line, they basically need aerial refueling, which is an extremely expensive option.
Therefore, most of the front-line support for Eilan Hill in the Demon Realm is to use naval aviation to make up for it.
After all, if you use army aircraft to fly to this place, you will almost have to return due to lack of fuel. However, because the airport is not far away on the sea, the naval aviation can still hover for a while to support the army's operations.
As a result, helping in combat operations turned into stealing business. These naval aviation troops destroyed various suspicious targets, and sometimes even did not let go of a running rabbit.
Besides, the rabbits in the demon world are not ordinary rabbits. They should be killed and they must be killed.
"There may be devil troops in this city, don't take it lightly! Advance in battle formation!" The company commander waved behind him, and one armored vehicle after another drove out of the bushes.
Following on both sides of these armored vehicles were fully armed Ailanthil heavy armored grenadiers.
Their weapons and equipment are well-equipped and supplies are sufficient. A few kilometers behind them, a temporary comprehensive ammunition supply base has just been established.
"Armored vehicles are supporting the outside! The artillery troops have set up mortars on the high ground over there! Be prepared for air defense, there may be magic dragons..." As they walked forward, these heavy armored grenadiers dispersed
formation.
Carrying heavy large-caliber assault rifles, the heavy armored grenadiers approached the collapsed city step by step, and finally climbed to the top of the deserted city.
In the city, uncontrolled explosions can still be heard. The magic crystals that supply the forge, as well as the storage warehouses of many magic cannon shells, are all being burned by fire. They will not be destroyed in a short time.
Stop.
On the street, corpses of demons were lying in various places. Most of them were in rags. It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as naked.
In addition to supplying their troops with war supplies, these demons do not actually have abundant other living supplies. Their lives are monotonous and boring, and their economic activities are almost zero.
If they don't invade other worlds, they themselves will be destroyed by this primitive and inefficient economic model.
Now, the victorious soldiers have been wiped out on the front line, and the remaining defeated generals have only the ruin before their eyes to show to the conquerors.
"No resistance was found..." A soldier held the weapon in his hand and reported everything he saw through the intercom.
He walked forward step by step on the rubble, watching the black blood soaking into the soil around his feet.
"Be careful! It's impossible to destroy all the demons with shelling... They must be hiding in the corner, waiting for us to get close, and then attack us!" In the headset, the company commander cautiously reminded every soldier.
As a result, everyone took their weapons more seriously. The black muzzles of the gun were pointed at the ruins, and everyone was trying their best to find a bunker where they could hide and fight back immediately.
"Ah!" A rough shout attracted the attention of several nearby Eiland Hill grenadiers. They immediately pointed their guns in the direction of the sound, and then saw a demonic woman with her breasts exposed.
Waving the wooden stick, he rushed out of the ruins where he was hiding.
"Boom!" With a short burst of fire, the demonic woman fell down in front of the smoking muzzle, and black blood even spattered on the wall next to her.
The soldier who opened fire looked down at the demonic woman who was almost the same size as the strongest human man with lingering fear. He was so frightened by her terrifying appearance that he could not speak.
He still dare not realize that there are such ugly females in this world. Even from the appearance point of view, the devil seems to be a kind of existence that must be purified.
"This is a civilian? He is stronger than the soldiers of the Southern Kingdom, right..." Another soldier looked down at a drop of black blood on his shoes, swallowed his saliva and said this.
This sentence immediately aroused the recognition of the people around him, and they were unwilling to admit that such a strong female monster had anything to do with harmless civilians.
"No matter what, as long as these demons resist, we will deal with them as enemies!" The squad leader walked past with weapons in hand, without even looking at the corpse of the demons lying on the ground, and ordered: "Keep moving forward! Don't waste time!"
After hearing his order, everyone continued to move forward with weapons in hand. They saw more corpses, roads blocked by collapsed buildings, and various rough armors randomly discarded.
These armors are made by simple smelting, and they are not as high-end and classy as those made by Alan Hill's exquisite metallurgical technology.
But when this kind of tatters reaches a certain level, it is inevitable to be a little shocked. When some Ailanshir heavy armored grenadiers saw hundreds or even thousands of such tattered armors in an abandoned warehouse, they were shocked.
I know that I seem to have really conquered a military industrial city where demons produce armor.
"It seems that most of the demons escaped before we came." Looking at the supplies in front of him, a platoon leader said unwillingly.
"If we speed up and catch up, we may intercept these slow-moving civilians." A soldier suggested reluctantly.
"What's the use of catching up? Most of them are civilians. If they surrender, we will be in more trouble." The platoon leader looked at the size of the city and said very depressedly.
Now, the senior generals want to capture some demons who are serious about surrendering, and prepare to establish themselves as the more righteous party morally.
However, the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level do not want to capture too many prisoners. After all, these prisoners will affect the advancement speed of the troops. Moreover, such large-scale prisoners will also cause security risks.
Compared with capturing those civilian prisoners, it is obviously more exciting to go and fight with the main force of demons.
Now that they have occupied this place, they can just wait for higher orders to arrive. After all, they are the first unit to occupy a demonic city. This contribution, no matter from any aspect, is not small.
