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Towards the Kouying

There was only one road between the two large and small mountains. Since the Black and White Pass fell in advance, the regiment camp that was expected to arrive for garrison was still on the way south from Xidu. The two companies that were originally under the management had been eliminated by the First Regiment with superior firepower.

At this moment, the three battalions of the First Regiment were guarding the two mountains and the main road. The large mountain adopted a defense mode of scattering flowers, with thirteen platoons occupying fortifications, like nails piercing the hillside.

The commander of the first regiment ordered the establishment of the headquarters at the forefront. As a Shuguang person, he has the ability to make independent judgments.

The headquarters was in full swing, and the signalman hurriedly reported with a telegram.

"Commander, the division commander has sent 20 firepower mechas for support, and it is expected to arrive in two hours."

"Call back, and send the mountain specialties over in my name for the division commander to taste."

The commander of the first regiment peeked at the plain in front of the mountain with a telescope in his mouth, chewing meat. After capturing the Black and White Pass, they obtained a lot of supplies, and even the turrets on the top of the city were dismantled and taken away, and the military rations were very sufficient.

However, on the plain in front of the mountain, 5,000 enemy troops from Kouying have already gathered, and it seems that there are more than that.

"Captain, before attacking the pass, the division headquarters still lacked a tail of reinforcements for us, a total of five people, I brought them all."

The sharp knife platoon leader led five people into the command center, one old and one young, two men and one woman.

The first commander hit his head with a headache. He recalled carefully and thought that he should not have offended Ah Er recently.

"Why are there women in the code!"

Not only are the composition complicated, but the outfits of these guys are also particularly strange. The old man who is vaguely in the lead is wearing a straw raincoat and holding a fishing rod, like a civilian who has just been captured.

The two strong men are similar in appearance, shoulder to shoulder. They should be twin brothers. The young man has an ordinary face, his left hand is completely made of machinery, and one of his eyes is flashing green light.

As for the last woman, she is about 30 years old and has a beautiful appearance. Hearing the roar of the commander, she curled her lips helplessly.

The leader of the Sharp Knife Platoon scratched his head, "Captain, the report says that these five guys are all superpowered."

The first captain was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hey, superpowered people are good, let the Sharp Knife Platoon assemble!"

The 35 people aligned in formation, and the players communicated secretly through the panel channel.

"This time it's a war mission, and it's still modern. Don't die accidentally. I don't think we are at the point of ignoring bullets." The old man in the straw hat immediately showed his player level, LV13, barely squeezed into the ranks of the bronze peak.

"Sharp Knife Platoon, it doesn't sound like a good name."

The boy also showed his player information. One of the keys to this kind of war mission is to survive in a group. He is obviously very experienced. His player level is also LV13, and he has just been promoted to the bronze peak. His title is: Senior Doctor.

Seeing this title, the other four frowned together.

The beautiful woman sighed, "Your vassal alliance has a bad reputation. Let's make it clear in advance that I will never leave my back to you."

Then she showed her level LV14.

The two brothers looked at each other and had the idea of ​​evacuating. The alliance of princes was notorious for its abusive behavior. This organization was located in Daxia and advocated the restoration of the system during the Zhou Dynasty. As new humans, players were like princes and ministers, and the status of ordinary people should be no different from that of cattle and sheep. Because of this overly radical proposition, they were always strongly suppressed by the Order Bureau.

"All the sharp knife platoons, stand at attention!"

The loud voice interrupted the players' communication.

The first regiment leader said: "The enemy is gathering. I saw no less than 20 tanks. Our first wave of enemies is probably an armored combined regiment. We can't let them complete the coordination of infantry and tanks, so I decided to attack as defense, wait for the firepower mecha to arrive, and send out several small troops to disrupt the formation and knock down their momentum first."

"Who is willing to go there?"

"My unit is willing to go."

"I'll go!"

"Let's go with the sharp knife team!"

The evil squad leaders rushed to the front and lost their lives, but they returned to the embrace of the creator.

The five players were already stunned. The morale of this team was a bit abnormal and weird. The regiment commander issued the order to die without hesitation, but the officers responded in droves.

"Good!" The first regiment commander waved his hand, "You didn't embarrass the division commander, good job!"

The senior doctor boy couldn't help but complain in the message column: "What is he good about? Is the division commander the father of these guys? They work so hard!"

"It's not good to go on like this." The old man in the straw hat looked around. All the soldiers were holding AK rifles, which were very threatening.

"We can only take it one step at a time." The beautiful woman felt a headache.

The two brothers were silent. It was worthy of being a world mission. They started to work hard as soon as they arrived.

Two hours later, the regiment headquarters had issued orders to each company. A Er arrived at various fortifications in the mountains with a firepower mecha. Not long after, more than 20 tanks arrived on the plain in front of the mountain, and the infantry formation was deployed.

The wind was bleak. At a certain moment, small groups of people rushed out of the thirteen fortifications in the mountains.

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At the front-line command post, the sharp knife platoon leader led his men and five players to dive down the hillside.

Boom!

A thousand meters away, the muzzle of a main battle tank flashed with fire, and a violent rumble exploded on the mountain. The shock wave splashed gunpowder, sparks ignited grass and trees, and more and more artillery fire was fired.

Boom boom boom!

The charging team of several hundred people suffered heavy losses, but their energy was not reduced at all. The shouts of killing were deafening. Seeing this, the enemy's scattered infantry instinctively looked for cover and gathered again.

In the face of the sudden situation, the tank cluster was swept by the tide to provide cover for the infantry, and gradually concentrated. The highest instruction of infantry-tank coordination caused problems.

But the dense firepower ruthlessly harvested the lives of the charging soldiers. A shell fell more than ten meters in front of the old man in the straw hat, blowing his direct squad leader into several pieces. The metal storm shot over, and all the soldiers on the left and right fell to the ground. He used fishing line to wrap his whole body, but still suffered two penetrating wounds.

"I quit!" The young doctor turned and left. This kind of charge was completely a suicide mission.

In just a few minutes, only one out of ten of the two hundred people survived. At the same time, the firepower in the hillside fortifications was fully opened, and a chain of bullets and fire swept into the enemy's array from top to bottom, and firepower-type mechas appeared one by one.

Da da da!

This batch of firepower mechas are three meters high, with 24-barrel heavy machine guns on both arms, and the gun chamber on the chest can fire main battle tank shells, which is enough to serve as a firepower point.

Seeing that the mission was completed, the sharp knife platoon leader led the team back.

The extremely dense and powerful firepower came, and the enemy's overly bloated team suffered tragic casualties. The shells of the firepower mechas destroyed seven or eight tanks one after another, and cooperated with various machine gun positions to shoot and kill seven or eight hundred infantrymen, and countless wounded.

The first round of confrontation ended quickly, and the tanks covered the infantry's retreat, and cheers on the hillside rose and fell.

In the bushes, Ah Er looked at the fleeing boy and squinted his eyes.

"Interesting, Dawn Center, I seem to have met a superpower, and I'm applying for computing power analysis support."

"It involves confidential knowledge, and needs the master's approval."

"Forget it, the boss is about to start a fight."

A Er stood up, grinning and pouncing on his prey. The speed of the silver floor tiles was still as fast as the wind. With his arms waving, the grass and trees were blown to pieces, and his body was as fast as an arrow.