Abnormal items

In mid-air, Bize City's armed helicopters turned into several brilliant sparks.

The speed of the mobile team has not slowed down, and they are winning with less. The only chance is to penetrate the opponent's defense line before the enemy can react.

On the other side, Bize City is stepping up its construction of fortifications.

As a financial city, Bize City has a lot of money, and the corresponding equipment is pretty good. However, this army has not fought for a long time. The long period of peace has made the garrison lax for many years.

Many soldiers had never even seen blood. Allen, the commander of the garrison, was sitting in a makeshift command post, watching the images coming from the front.

Allen knew very well that this battle was not that easy to fight, although it seemed that his side had the advantage.

But fighting a war cannot be accomplished simply by comparing numbers of people and equipment. The most important thing is the quality of the soldiers and their beliefs.

Allen sighed, let's not talk about quality, as for faith...

They have such a ridiculous belief that they come to Bize City to serve as soldiers, don’t they just do it for the super high benefits and the salary that is one and a half times higher than the average salary!

However, Allen could only say these words in his heart, because he himself became the commander for money.

"Boom~~"

Outside the command post, there was the sound of tanks starting up, and the tracks pressing against the ground raised a cloud of dust, which choked the people in the command post and coughed.

Allen cursed a few words in a low voice. He didn't know whether he was cursing the armored regiment or the House of Parliament for going crazy and provoking a war.

"How are the preparations for the fortifications going?"

"Everything is ready, sir." The messenger next to him saluted and reported.

Allen nodded, didn't say anything, and watched intently as the drone ahead sent back footage of the Tower of Babel Mobile Team.

After the helicopter group withdrew, the soldiers from the Tower of Babel got back into the armored vehicle, as if they had done a very trivial thing.

That's right, they deal with all kinds of strange living things or non-living things all year round, while humans are obviously much easier.

"Bang~~"

An armored vehicle was hit, but it didn't have time to open its shield. Fortunately, the armor of the armored vehicle was relatively thick, and no casualties were caused.

On the horizon, dust was flying, and the armored regiment of the garrison was already driving towards them.

The mighty armored regiment almost surrounded the 8,000 mobile troops in the Tower of Babel.

The lead vehicle of the mobile unit, with almost no hesitation, turned and charged towards the side.

The tanks of the armored regiment could not run as fast as them, so they could only follow at a distance.

The mobile troops didn't even fire at them, they just kept running like rabbits.

The armored regiment kept chasing, not too far or too close. It felt like they could catch up with hard work, but they just couldn't.

One thousand armored vehicles, leading two thousand tanks, ran farther and farther.

Allen frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Before he could give the order, the mobile troops fired hundreds of electromagnetic bombs toward the rear.

Electromagnetic bombs have very little destructive power, but they are devastating to electronic components.

The two thousand tanks behind them all lay down and could not move, while the mobile troops turned around again and rushed towards Bize City.

Allen looked at the screen that was already covered with snowflakes and sighed: "It's really not that simple."

A few hours later, the two parties officially met.

Within a short period of time, the garrison troops had already laid out minefields. Thanks to the new equipment, no one was needed to lay out the minefields, which made Allen extremely gratified.

Because Allen trusts machines more than humans.

Before the armored vehicle even got close, a robot that looked like a rolling log was released.

The robot moved forward first, making a loud "rumbling" sound, almost detonating all the mines in the minefield.

Allen covered his head and shouted at the stunned messenger: "Why are you standing there stupidly! Waiting to die! Order the attack!!!"

Only then did the personnel in the command post react and issue firing orders to the commanders at the front.

After all the obstructions failed, the next step was to do it with real swords and guns.

Anti-tank missiles were launched one after another, armor clusters were hard-wired into two wheels, and the shield energy was basically exhausted. Everyone got out of the car and began to move forward under the gunfire.

The fighting was fierce on the ground, and the sky was also involved in a fierce battle.

The two aircrafts of different colors, from missiles outside the visual range, to close combat, and then separated from each other, are like ancient cavalry hedging.

Fighters kept turning into fireworks and falling in Bize City or on the outskirts.

At this time, Bize City was extremely quiet, and a strange atmosphere was spreading.

The soldiers in the Tower of Babel all wear individual exoskeletons and energy shield devices that can withstand a rocket attack.

After they got off the car, they ran as fast as a car.

Flames, shells, bullets, flying everywhere.

Allen felt like he was fighting against a group of supermen who were not afraid of death.

Once these guys lose their combat effectiveness, they will find a place with many enemies to explode themselves.

If it weren't for their superiority in numbers, I'm afraid the garrison wouldn't have been able to hold on for an hour.

There is no hope for the sky anymore. Looking at the fighter planes dropping like dumplings in the sky, you know that the air force is also fighting fiercely.

All Allen could do was to look at the serious casualties of that unit and quickly ask them to withdraw and replace them with other units, just like this, one after another.

But even so, deserters are inevitable.

After the infantry opened up the situation, the armored vehicles started and rolled over towards the garrison.

Due to the interference of the infantry, the garrison troops now have no way to aim perfectly and then launch anti-tank missiles.

The safety of armored vehicles has been greatly improved, and there is no threat from anti-tank missiles. Although the energy of the shield is exhausted, the armor alone can cause serious blows to ordinary soldiers.

Allen really wanted to concentrate his superior forces and fight a stud.

The mobile force did not give him this opportunity at all. All the soldiers of the mobile force, relying on the blessing of the exoskeleton, fought independently, constantly interspersed, and only briefly assembled when they encountered difficult-to-attack places, and then quickly dispersed.

As a result, there are mobile troops everywhere on the entire defense line, and there is no so-called main force at all.

Allen rubbed his temples and ordered the orderer next to him: "Order all units to destroy these armored soldiers if they cannot catch the infantry, gather forces, and destroy these iron lumps."

In an instant, the situation changed again. The garrison gathered a large number of troops to eliminate these armored vehicles first.

Armored vehicles are not as flexible as individual soldiers. As long as they are surrounded by superior forces, they will not be able to escape.

The armored vehicle group of the mobile unit, as if they had not noticed it, were still rushing forward in a daze.

Finally, they were surrounded by garrison troops.

Unexpectedly, these armored vehicles did not slow down at all, let the anti-tank missiles hit them, rushed into the crowd, and then self-destructed.

One thousand armored vehicles almost destroyed the effective infantry of the garrison.

Allen's idea was originally correct - I can't catch your infantry. If I hit an armored vehicle with a larger target, why won't your infantry come to rescue me? At that time, I will directly come to the encirclement point to provide reinforcements, so that your mobility cannot be used.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. When he heard the bad news from the front line, Allen was stunned for several seconds, and then murmured to himself: "Is it so rigid? As for it? I'm just surrounding them, are you going to blow yourself up?"

The messenger reported another bad news: "Mr. Commander, the people surveying the scene said that no enemy corpses were found. These vehicles are self-driving..."

Allen wanted to vomit blood, but before he could curse, a man wearing an exoskeleton came slowly from outside: "Hello, Mr. Allen."

"I'm very bad." Alan Lada said with a face and shrugged.

On the other side, in the streets of Bize City, a black mist suddenly appeared, and the sound of neat footsteps came from the black mist.