My Empire

Inside the bridge of the Ailan Hill Empire Sky Battleship near the battlefield, the commander looked at the projection on the battlefield and asked the weapon officer in front loudly: "Is the electromagnetic gun aimed at the target?"

"The ballistic calculation has been completed, aim at the target!" The weapon officer immediately replied loudly after hearing the question.

"Fire!" Without any hesitation, the captain immediately gave the order to start the shelling.

"The electromagnetic cannon fired!" The weapon officer stood at his position with his hands back, and commanded loudly with his chin held high.

Following his order, on the electromagnetic gun turret of the sky battleship, the double-mounted gun barrels sat back slightly, and accompanied by the howling sound, powerful shells were pushed out of the barrel.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Along with these electromagnetic guns, there was also the large-caliber artillery on the battleship. The 500-millimeter heavy artillery that the ground troops of the Ailan Hill Empire could not match, also roared at this moment.

Originally, the Airanhill Empire had 120,000 confidence in its own air supremacy, so air support was most of the time an important firepower pillar of the Ailanhill Empire's ground forces.

As long as the sky battleship carrying heavy-caliber artillery and electromagnetic guns enters the battlefield, it can smash the enemy's line of defense with a crushing force.

But this time, the Ailan Hill Empire did not fully control the air supremacy, so the fire support from the sky became less reliable.

Now that the sky battleship has joined the battlefield, the Grenadiers of the Ailanhill Empire, who have been suppressed most of the time on the ground, heard the rumble of cannons after they came, and immediately felt extremely relieved.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Soon, on some of the positions already occupied by the sweepers, small mushroom clouds rose up one after another, and the tremors of the earth could be clearly felt from a long distance.

Between these tumbling columns of explosive smoke, a powerful figure wielded a long sword, fighting together with seven or eight equally burly figures, colliding with each other from time to time, igniting terrifying energy explosions.

Adair waved the long sword in his hand and slashed out a sharp thunder like a knife, hitting the heavy energy shield, exploding with dazzling light.

A conqueror warrior wanted to bully him, and his two arms pierced Adair like spears. As a result, Adair fisted and flew away. It was a long time before he stopped.

Before the other conquerors could take any action, Adair, the strong dragon clan, once again hit an energy shock with his backhand.

At such a close distance, even with the energy defense of the conqueror, there is no way to resist the overbearing magic such as energy impact.

The stout rays of light hit the energy shield, and instantly melted the heavy energy shield, piercing the conqueror warrior inside the shield.

The principle is almost the same as the black energy line produced by the conqueror. The repeatedly compressed magic energy pours out, and the viscous magic energy reaching the critical point can melt almost anything.

This energy shock dissipated far behind the conqueror, and it just cut an empty straight line in the crowd of sweepers.

The gunpowder has not yet dissipated, and the conqueror warrior who has just melted half of his body by the energy impact has not fallen down, a new conqueror rushes out of the smoke and dust, and his sharp claws smashed into Adair’s long sword. There was a humming sound.

Adair turned his head to avoid the black energy ray shot by another conqueror that struck behind him. The muscles on his arm suddenly tightened. The power in his palm burst, and the long sword in his hand blocked the bullying. The conqueror flew the opponent out ten meters away.

In a golden armor, he is like a **** in the army of countless sweepers.

On the sky battleship, an officer left the radar operation position and walked to the captain. The salute report: "Sir! The radar shows that the enemy's Prowler fighter group is approaching! It will enter the range of our army's air defense missile in a minute!"

"Order the patrolling fighter units to move forward! Form a line of defense! Intercept the enemy's fighter units!" The captain nodded slightly with the bar code on his forehead, and then issued a series of orders: "Order...the anti-aircraft missile launch, intercept and try to approach Enemy fighters of the fleet!"

Then he paused and continued to command: "Command! All anti-aircraft weapons are ready to fire! Electromagnetic guns adjust the firing angle! The main task is changed from ground attack to air defense! According to the previous plan, let the outdated fighter forces stop the opponent! Destroy all enemy air targets in the area indiscriminately!"

"Very simple tactics. If we use a backward and outdated aircraft like the F-15 to fight the enemy in the air, it is obviously impossible to win." The chief of staff standing next to him agreed: "But on the other hand, if we use the f An outdated weapon like the -15 fighter entangles with the enemy, and then uses electromagnetic guns to attack indiscriminately, which can effectively weaken the enemy's air power!"

The captain nodded slightly: "Once we weaken the enemy's air force, then the ground forces will be able to achieve greater results without paying attention to the enemy's air force."

"It's really a ruthless tactic." The adjutant said with emotion.

"But this is also an effective tactic, isn't it?" the chief of staff asked rhetorically.

"You are right, let the fighter force take off! You can't put those Prowler fighters close to the sky battleship, right?" The captain looked at the air force liaison officer.

The clone in the air force uniform saluted and said, "Yes! Sir!"

After speaking, he turned around and told his subordinates who had been waiting for orders: "Let the subsequent unmanned fighter take off!"

On the ground, hundreds of fighter jets patrolling near the battleship in the sky roared and rushed into the distance. A clone soldier waved his fist and cheered loudly.

Directly in front of him, dozens of electromagnetic tanks lined up and launched a fierce attack on the sweeper's position.

The electromagnetic machine gun kept firing, knocking the cleaners who were trying to approach to the ground. Those black energy groups flying from a long distance were also bounced off by the magical defense barrier on the tank.

The Destroyer tanks with larger targets have long been killed by the Alanhill Empire masters who rushed to the front, so now these electromagnetic tanks pass through the wreckage of the Destroyer tanks, and there is no opponent at all.

One by one sweeper was shot and fell down. A wounded sweeper who was struggling to stand up was stepped back into the dirt by a big foot on his chest, and then he saw a long sword. Stabbed vertically and penetrated my head...