This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 443 Codename "Luoxia"!

  In the endless wilderness, the roaring tank guns sounded like drum beats, blasting thick flames on the horizon.

   A Conqueror V light tank tried to flank the Skeleton Corps to the left, but was quickly hit by a 155mm high-explosive round.

  The shock wave generated by the explosion poured into the car body from the gap between the turret and the car body and the observation port. The terrifying overpressure effect instantly caused the tank crew to perforate the eardrum, rupture the spleen, and bleed from the nose and mouth... Losing their combat effectiveness on the spot.

  I saw that the tank moved forward for a while, and then broke down beside a crater.

   A kilometer away.

When    opened fire and hit the light tank No. 2, the player who served as the gunner threw his fists excitedly.

   "Hit the turret!"

   "Brilliant!"

   "Hahahaha! The power of this 155 is simply too awesome!"

   "Don't talk nonsense, that power type hurry up and reload!"

   "Grass, I have an ID!"

   The Conquistador V's light 60mm smoothbore gun was a ticklish tickler against the Alliance's Panzer 2.

   The Conqueror No. 10 and No. 11 tanks, which can pose a threat to the No. 2 tank, were called by the No. 2 tank B-type car.

  60 MJ electromagnetic gun, that is already an anti-ship-level weapon.

  A Conqueror No. 10 tank was locked by the electromagnetic gun. After the charging was completed, a deafening sonic boom was ejected from the muzzle along with the shock wave of the air.

   A blue electric arc was faintly visible in the misty gas, and then an orange-yellow afterimage lingered in the air.

   The "steel needle" of nearly 20 kilograms left not a hole in the body of the opposite tank, but a deep pit that was sunken inward.

  The steel was twisted together in an extremely cruel posture, the sparks ignited the ammunition rack, the entire tank turned into a burning iron coffin, and splendid fireworks exploded on the sand dunes.

   "Beautiful fight! Haha!" Looking at the fire burning outside the observation window, the driver shouted excitedly.

"necessary!"

   Mole smiled with the corners of his mouth tilted up, pressed the switch for charging the capacitor, and at the same time held the joystick to turn the turret to the foxhole not far away, and switched to the coaxial machine gun to fire.

   Red tracers poured down like raindrops, making a tinny sound, and the sparks and dust of death jumped around the foxhole.

   A soldier tried to fight back with a bazooka, but he didn't even have a chance to aim, so he was beaten into a sieve by dozens of bullets and fell into the pit like rags.

   Even though a large-scale war has infinitely compressed individual abilities, the advantages of agile players in reflex nerves still allow them to exert the maximum combat effectiveness of their equipment beyond the standard.

   In terms of the speed of reaction and aiming, the combat effectiveness of these puppet troops is far from the player's opponent.

   "Don't fight, keep going!" The Mole roared again, destroying a tank that came to support from the north.

  35 tanks were like spearheads, piercing through the south side of this line of defense. A troop card with infantrymen followed, followed by a transport card with supplies.

   The light infantrymen hiding in the foxhole tried to block the advance of this steel torrent, but most of them were pressed down on the ground by the coaxial machine gun of the tank and could not move.

   That's a tank.

   The undisputed king of land warfare.

   How could it be stopped by a few infantry without guided weapons and aircraft support?

  The Mole admitted that the regiments that had strategically predicted their marching lines did have two brushes.

   The tactic of arranging heavy tanks and burying them in the sand as fixed turrets, filling the lines with foxholes, and then distributing light tanks on both flanks to take advantage of mobility to attack the flanks is indeed remarkable.

   No matter where the alliance comes into contact with them on the front line, they can nail the alliance to the Gobi Desert with solid armor and enough firepower, and then the armored units encircling from other directions will surround the alliance.

   However, the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom still underestimated the strength of the alliance after all, and underestimated the mobilization speed of the enterprise under the influence of the alliance, and the determination to support the battlefield.

  When the No. 60 electromagnetic cannon was pulled out, the tactical failure of the Legion was declared.

   When the heavy tanks of the Legion cannot stop this spearhead, this unbreakable city wall will become a fragile sheet of iron.

   He just needs to take a shovel and hit it up, and he can break a big hole.

   Those tanks that were buried in the sand pits became living targets that could only wait to be harvested because they lost their mobility.

   On the contrary, those light tanks cruising on the edge of the battle line caused a lot of trouble to the Skeleton Corps.

Although the   60mm smoothbore gun cannot penetrate the armor of the No. 2 tank and the turret, it is enough to break the tank's tracks.

   It took a certain amount of luck to shoot the crawler that was rolling against the ground on the move, but as the battle continued, they managed to get it twice.

Two No. 2 tanks broke their tracks and broke down on the battlefield one after another. Several players with toolboxes jumped from nearby trucks and ran towards the broken tanks. However, before they could start the repairs, a A high-explosive shell hit the turret.

  When the smoke of the explosion dissipated, there was only a blur of flesh and blood around the tank.

   Shaking his drowsy head, the commander sitting in the turret tore off the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly in the entire channel.

   "Leave us—"

   "You guys keep going!"

   The two No. 2 tanks that lost their mobility no longer tried to repair their tracks, but used themselves as fixed turrets, using 155mm smoothbore guns to support teammates who continued to advance.

  Although it didn't take long for those two tanks to be destroyed by the No. 11 heavy tanks that came from the north and the south to flank, but before they were destroyed, they killed 6 No. 5 light tanks that were trying to charge up to block the friendly flanks.

   Both sides suffered sustained casualties.

   Looking at the stagnant green dots on the vm screen, the mole sitting in the tank destroyer gritted his teeth and ordered the troops to move on.

  4 tanks were destroyed.

   In addition, there are five troop transport cards and two supply cards.

   Ten infantry squads were forced to disembark, and only 79 were left alive.

   was left behind in this situation, and their end was doomed.

  The Mole took a deep breath and gave the order in the group channel before they got out of the communication range of the command vehicle.

   "Attention all squads, all incapacitated units are organized into Group B..."

   "Using all means you can think of, attack the enemy units closest to you, even if you can only delay them for a minute or even a second!"

   "See you on the forum!"

   Although this order meant that those who could not move forward would be left behind, no one felt hopeless, and no one complained.

   In response to his orders—

   There is only one sound of excited shouts and vows of courage.

The    Legion will never know that the biggest trump card of the Alliance is not a 155mm gun, nor a 60 megajoule electromagnetic gun...

   but those in the sanctuary.

   "Group B 1 team received!"

   "Team 2 received!"

   "Ow! Team 3 rushed!"

   "Master fought with them!"

   "Never retreat!!"

Under the command of the squad leader, the remaining infantry quickly dispersed. Some people started charging with RPG rocket launchers on their backs, while others occupied the foxholes previously suppressed by the Union tanks, dug out from the inside and buried them in the sand. anti-tank weapons, as well as 10mm heavy machine guns.

  The soldiers and tank crews of the Falcon Kingdom's First Armored Motorcycle Thousands were soon surprised to find that even if they destroyed the Alliance vehicles, they couldn't take the burning wreckage lightly.

   Even if the body was burning, the crew members who climbed out of the turret would draw their pistols and fire at them.

   Looking at the demon-like face, the commander sitting on the Conqueror No. 10 tank, his face pale, subconsciously pulled the trigger, and shot a shuttle with the tank's coaxial machine gun.

   The man on the turret groaned twice, and quickly collapsed into a blaze of flames. It didn't take long for him to turn into a charred corpse, while the pistol was still stored in his fist.

   "...These people are lunatics."

  The tank commander couldn't help but scolded, and was about to turn the turret to aim in another direction, when a bang came from outside the turret.

   Immediately after the transmission structure made a series of creaking sounds, the turret was firmly embedded in the car body and could not move.

  The metal jet of the armor-piercing projectile squeezed into the connection between the turret and the car body. Although it failed to penetrate the turret, it "welded" the parts under the turret.

   The face of the tank commander suddenly changed.

   "Grass! Lao Tzu's turret is stuck! The car body leans 30 degrees to the left, and immediately reverses! Quick!"

   It took some time to clear the infantry scattered on the Gobi Desert, so that the support troops killed from the north and south failed to complete the encircled pockets in time.

Under the leadership of five tank destroyers, the Skeleton Corps easily tore a hole in this line of defense. Instead, the Falcon Kingdom's first thousand-person armored motorcycle team, whose front line stretched for more than ten kilometers, was not as effective as expected. , scattered into a plate of sand in the desert.

   When they finish assembling and catch up again, the Skeleton Corps can throw them at least twenty or thirty kilometers away.

  The Mole was slightly relieved.

   However, at this moment, the shadow standing on the distant sand dune made him alert for a moment.

   "Found an enemy tank... Is that thing a tank? Strange, I can't see its heat source."

  The voice of the elf king Fugui came from the communication channel.

  As a player of the agility system and possessing the god-defying skill of thermal vision, he played the role of observer in the Skeleton Corps.

   Mole also saw the tank on the dune, and the report of the rich brother made him feel a little unusual.

The    wedge-shaped armor looks quite modern...even sci-fi, but the layout of the gun barrel embedded in the hull is too retro. Although omitting the turret can reduce the tank's vulnerability, how does it intend to target?

   Do you twist the car body by the speed difference of the tracks?

   And the weirdest part is here, its crawler track is not pressed under the car body, not only hangs on the outside, but also twists sideways, like two chopsticks that are cut off.

   "Target 2.5 kilometers ahead! Tank destroyers fire!"

   Five deafening sonic booms sounded, and five 20kg steel needles hit the tank in unison.

   However, something unexpected happened.

   That tank was not destroyed.

  The shell with terrifying kinetic energy, let alone penetrated the armor, did not even rub a spark or scratch on its shell.

The members of the    Skeleton Corps could hardly believe their eyes.

  The Elf King Fugui swallowed, and even his voice trembled.

   "Fuck..."

really! ?

   There was no time to discuss the truth and the false, and a deafening cannon sound cut off the players' thoughts.

   Mole only had time to see a bullet casing thrown from the opposite car body, and then a No. 2 B-type tank on his left burst into flames!

   Since the metal hydrogen battery is installed on the basis of the fuel tank to supply energy for the capacitor, the power of the No. 2 B-type tank to explode is also much higher than the basic model.

   At this moment, he finally recognized the tank.

   "Grass...is a prowler!"

   This thing has already been delivered to Luoxia Province!

   What shocked him even more was the power of that shot.

No matter it is the intelligence provided by the battlefield guy or the intelligence shared by the enterprise, there is no data about its penetration depth. Therefore, the alliance can only design the No. 2 B based on the 120% increase in the penetration depth data of the 120mm smoothbore gun according to the suggestion of the company. The armor on the nose and turret of the Type Tank Destroyer ensures that at least the next round can be received with the face.

   But I didn’t think so…

  The terrifying armor-piercing ability is still beyond their imagination.

   Coupled with the Meissner effect armor that is comparable to absolute defense, conventional means have no effect on it.

   Mole gritted his teeth.

   There is no time to hesitate anymore...

   Even weapons at the naval gun level can't penetrate the terrifying armor, and it is a dream to expect a 155mm smoothbore gun to deal with it.

  The only option is to follow the reverse **** of the dune in front of you, go around to the sides of the monster, and then disperse and continue to move forward...

   After all, it needs to adjust the direction of the gun barrel through the track.

   It's not always possible to fire on both sides at the same time!

   The thoughts in his mind were spinning fast, and the Mole only took a second to make a decision and roared loudly.

   "The No. 2 B-type tank is organized into Group C, and I will go northwest with me!"

   "The rest of the troops spread out to the southwest!"

   "We meet on the east side of the airport!"

  …

   On the other side, about 100 kilometers south of the Lost Valley, next to the sand dunes under the Drowbar Mountains, there is a silver-gray flying machine that looks like a dragonfly.

  12 blade-like flexible long wings stretched back and overlapped, and under the wings, there were a pair of jet engines that provided the main thrust.

Its name is "Cloudfly", and it belongs to a flapping aircraft. A 35mm revolving cannon is mounted under the protruding nose, and 6 neural connection/graphic recognition guided rockets are mounted in the bomb nest under the belly. The bomb requires two crew members to operate.

   Compared with the "Dragonfly" transport aircraft made by the No. 81 factory, this thing is more like a real "Dragonfly".

  12 blade-shaped flexible wings realize the stable suspension of the aircraft through high-frequency wave-like vibration, as well as high-speed maneuvering without dead ends.

  It is more maneuverable than a rotary-wing helicopter. After all, the helicopter needs to twist its **** to turn, but it only needs to adjust the frequency of vibration.

   And in the extreme state, its instantaneous acceleration can reach more than 9G like a real dragonfly!

   And if you switch to the horizontal flight mode, its cruising speed will not lose much to the fixed-wing aircraft. After all, the main thrust is provided by a pair of twin-engine jet engines.

   Of course, although it can switch the cruise mode like a killer whale transport aircraft, it is not a fixed-wing aircraft after all, and its maximum speed is close to Mach 1.

   In contrast, it is more like a gunship with more maneuverability and the ability to switch horizontal flight modes. And it does not have any requirements for the take-off environment and landing environment. It does not need to keep the fuselage as level as possible like a general helicopter, as long as it is not tilted head down.

   Therefore, it can be pulled on a truck to start near the battlefield like a tank, or it can be deployed near the battlefield by the "killer whale" transport aircraft with the wings folded and then complete the deployment.

   For example, this "Cloudfly" was deployed in the latter way!

   Due to its exaggerated bomb load and super maneuverability, this flapper has achieved good results in fighting against mutants, and has been well received by the East Coast military and civilians.

   But fighting against the Legion is probably the first time in a century...

   Sitting in the main driver's seat, Luo Yu took a deep breath and glanced at the time again.

   The time has come.

   Action code "Luoxia".

  According to the battle plan formulated by the Army Headquarters, the Skeleton Corps will arrive on the east side of the Lost Valley before dusk, and under the cover of the "Cloudfly" flapper, will attack the airfield where a 10,000-strong army is stationed.

  Although there are fewer people, but the alliance has tanks and "Wu Zhi", it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with a group of "French Fries" without armor protection!

   However, the Skeleton Corps still did not appear within the communication range, so there must be some trouble.

  Although I am in a hurry, it will be dark if we wait any longer...

   Looking at the co-pilot under his feet, Luo Yu said in a serious tone.

   "The plan has changed, the Skeleton Corps won't arrive, and we may have to act alone."

  Only relying on a "Wuzhi" to raid the airport, honestly, this is no different from suicide.

   But now there is no other way.

   For every second of delay, the threat to the homeland of the Alliance increases by one point.

  The co-pilot wearing a pilot's helmet chewed gum and replied with precious words.

"receive."

  Luoyu: "..."

   Are all the newcomers so dick?

  【Star River does not fall into a dream】, this sounds like an ID that can use an anime head, but he has a wealth of flying experience unexpectedly, and he drives a helicopter.

   The most important thing is that this guy is a big smart in the intelligence department!

  Due to the influence of Brother Mosquito, most pilots in the Alliance practice agility.

   After all, the expertise of the reflex and optic nerves is far more helpful to the pilot than the muscles and metabolic functions, and the agility department is easier to level up than the perception department.

   Able to train the intelligence department to LV10 awakening, and also has experience in helicopter piloting. This kind of player is as rare as a giant panda in the server. In the end, this guy was picked out.

   Having said that, he can fly a helicopter. Is this guy from Luhang?

   Or a student?

   But Luo Yu didn't ask much, not asking about the other party's real life and name, not discussing work in the game, this is the tacit understanding of this game for a long time.

   He has only vaguely heard some very vague rumors.

A newly established "relevant department" has obtained a lot of good things that benefit the country and the people from the more mysterious operator in some way, and all of this is inseparable from the efforts of the players in this game. .

   Although it sounds a bit like an urban legend, if this is true, the mysterious relevant department should organize "professionals" like himself to enter the game, right?

  Thinking of this, Luo Yu couldn't help but wonder why his superiors didn't organize him.

   Is it because of rules and confidentiality needs, or is everyone "bringing their own dry food"?

or……

   That rumor was just a rumor, and the so-called mysterious authorities did not exist at all, it was just an explanation hidden in countless smoke bombs.

   However, it doesn't matter in either case.

   Don’t discuss things that shouldn’t be discussed, and don’t mention things that shouldn’t be mentioned.

   He only needs to do what he is doing, and other things will naturally have people who should worry about it...

   "Do you still fly?" the gunner chewing gum complained.

   "Alright alright, it's starting!"

  Luo Yu, whose thoughts were interrupted, twitched his brows fiercely, resisting the urge to kick him, recalling the tutorial in the manual, stretched out his index finger and flipped the switch.

   The twin-engine main thruster ejected a faint blue arc, the hum of a hair dryer, and the tumbling airflow blew billowing dust.

  The twelve wings are divided into four groups and spread out to both sides, and shake like waves, eventually turning into invisible shadows.

   Having never piloted such a sci-fi aircraft before, Luo Yu couldn't help but feel excited and grabbed the control handle with both hands.

   "Sit tight!"

   Without waiting for the gunner to answer, the aircraft crawling on the sand dunes leaped forward like a frog leaping forward, and the speed of the forward leap suddenly increased to 120 yards, and quickly soared towards 400 yards.

   "Cow batch..."

   Looking at the dust and yellow sand rolling under his feet, Xinghe, who was sitting in the gunner's seat below, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

  Wuzhi Ten's fastest speed is 300 yards, and the general cruising speed is about 200 yards.

  This flapper not only has a limit speed far exceeding the upper limit of ordinary armed helicopters, but also can "ejection and start", breaking 100 in two seconds... What anti-aircraft missile can hit this thing?

   is also in the game.

   If this is put into reality, it will frighten the other side to death!

   Surprise is a matter of seconds.

  Xinghe recalled the training content of the corporate instructor and turned on the airborne radar.

  The light blue cursor swiped across the screen, scanning for radio signals within ten kilometers and life signals within one kilometer to search for enemy targets.

A distance of   100 kilometers is only 10 minutes for a cloudfly with a cruising speed of more than 500 yards.

   consumed 1/4 of the energy, and the outline of the valley soon appeared on the Gobi Desert in the distance.

   At the same time, what caught the eyes of the two of them was a mighty piece of dust and cavalry galloping on their horses.

The machine gun positions of the    corps burst into flames, firing frantically at the cavalry.

  The sturdy breastplate played a certain role, but it was not very useful in front of the 10mm caliber heavy machine gun, and the effect of the cover was not even as good as the dust raised by the horseshoe.

   They are brave.

   Even though some companions kept falling off their horses, the momentum of the charge did not stop at all.

   However, standing in front of them were at least 6 machine guns, 5 wheeled armored vehicles, and nearly a hundred infantrymen armed with automatic weapons.

   Even if they have an absolute advantage in numbers, their firepower is still incomparable to the opponent.

   And this gap cannot be filled with courage alone.

  It's hard to say how many people will be left when they rush to the opposite position...

   Xinghe, who operated the airborne radar, was the first to discover those people.

   "Small radio signal detected ahead... What is that? Cavalry?"

   Driving the falling feathers of the flapper, he raised the height by ten centimeters, and under the premise of ensuring safety, the vision was wider so that he could observe the situation ahead.

   "Should be the cavalry of the Hump Kingdom."

   "The Hump Kingdom? Aren't those people sitting on the border?"

   "It was true before, but looking at the posts on the official website, Tails and the others seem to be trying to persuade Petra Fortress to join the battle."

   Hearing Luo Yu's answer, Xinghe was slightly stunned.

   "...that's okay?!"

   He had heard before that in "Wasteland Online", player behavior can change the historical process and version progress of the game world, but he didn't expect it to be true? !

   This is even more surprising to him than the "virtual reality network" formed based on the player's cognition and dreams.

   After all, this means that before updating a version, Gou Planning has prepared at least N versions to correspond to the N possibilities of changes in the world line...

   "Anyway, this is good news for us. If they can successfully contain the Legion's support troops, we can maintain a low-altitude flight and rush to the edge of the airport... But it looks like they won't last long."

   "Do you want to help them?"

   "Can you hit your current position?"

"The height is not enough, unless you pull it up 50 meters--" Shaking his head, Xinghe was just halfway through his words, and the words stopped instantly, and his face changed wildly and said, "10 kilometers ahead, the elevation angle is 60 degrees, the UFO is flying with Mach 6 is approaching us!"

   "Mach 6!?"

   That can only be a missile!

   Almost instinctively, Luo Yu slammed on the left steering rudder and raised the joystick.

   The "Cloudfly" that was galloping against the ground at a high speed shook, almost flashing towards the upper left.

   However, even at the speed of almost teleportation, he still barely escaped the fatal blow!

  The dust of the explosion was thrown several kilometers behind by the galloping flapper.

   However, before the two of them could celebrate the rest of their lives, a shuttle of machine guns roared, almost following the red dot that broke into the radar boundary and descended beside them.

The sound of    breaking the sound barrier came from overhead, and then the roar of the machine gun was long overdue and floated from the front.

   "...Fuck!"

   Staring at the scratched canopy, Xinghe scolded and turned his head sharply, but he could no longer see the plane.

   "Injury Status!"

   "The two wings of the second right wing group are damaged, the main engine is intact, the problem is not big-"

  Luoyu's voice has not yet fallen, and Xinghe has already pressed the switch of the weapon system.

   Hearing a few whizzes, five rockets were fired from the bomb nest and galloped towards the five wheeled reconnaissance vehicles on the ground in the distance.

   With the support of the neural connection system, it took him almost 0.3 seconds to complete the lock.

   The five reconnaissance vehicles didn't have time to dodge at all, and even before they could turn their muzzles to aim at the flapper that suddenly appeared in the air, they were blown into a mass of scrap metal by the five metal hydrogen charge rockets.

   The defenders on the south side of the Lost Valley were all stunned by this scene, and the ferocious firepower network even paused for a moment.

   They only saw a few white trails flying out of sight, and then their reconnaissance vehicle was blown to scrap metal.

  The cavalry of the Hump Kingdom were also stunned by this scene.

   However, the burning flame brought them not fear, but hope of victory.

   "It's reinforcements!"

  The captain of the bodyguard, who rode his horse, raised his carbine with a bayonet in his hand.

   Even if he was shot several times.

   Even if the shoulders and legs are red with blood.

   He still stared at his bloodshot eyes, venting a deafening roar.

   "For the kingdom! For the gods! For our home—"

   "Rush over!!!"

   Above the sand sea.

   Trying to save the aircraft with the damaged wing, Luo Yu gritted his teeth and straightened the joystick, then looked at the gunner under his feet and shouted.

   "Why did you suddenly open fire?"

"That's too late!"

   Xinghe, who was sitting in the gunner's seat, had already swallowed the chewing gum in his mouth and analyzed it calmly.

"The feedback on the radar shows that the speed of the aircraft is at least Mach 2. Even if we raise the altitude and switch to cruise mode to avoid it, the fastest speed is Mach 1... And he only needs another dive to take us away, we even Can't fly over the valley."

   "...The regiment deployed more than one jet plane in Luoxia Province, and there was also an **** wingman!"

   Expecting to use helicopters to deal with fighter jets is still whimsical, even with air-to-air missiles.

   This has nothing to do with technological content, but is determined by the battlefield positioning of the two.

To be able to dodge the first round of attacks, presumably because the other side has never seen such a novel thing, and even more did not expect them to make a "90-degree right-angle translation maneuver" that is almost perpendicular to the flight direction while flying horizontally. !

   And the ejection speed is nearly 9G!

   But now, this hole card has been seen.

   If it is yourself, the next round of diving will definitely not be just a simple tap of the fire button, but a long press for at least one second to shoot!

   He won't bet on the opponent's second miss.

  If you can't fly to the airport...

   At least get your allies' ground troops in before they crash!

   As he spoke, Xinghe didn't stop his movements, and quickly switched to the 30mm revolving machine gun, pouring a rain of bullets towards the machine gun fire point on the south side of the Lost Valley.

   seemed to understand his intention, Luo Yu tacitly pulled up the sense of control, and increased the power of the main thrust engine to the maximum, at the expense of maneuverability in exchange for maximum acceleration.

   "Have you ever been the co-pilot of a two-seater attack aircraft?"

   "No, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

   Luo Yu took a breath and continued.

   "Take you to experience it!"

   Including the damaged and broken flapping wings, the twelve blade-like wings no longer flutter, but are gathered in the middle, overlapping and splicing into a single wing.

  The faint blue arc sprayed the air heated to ionization, and the soaring cloudfly broke the sound barrier in an instant.

this moment……

  The "cloudfly" leaping into the sky seems to have turned into a ray of light!

  The rain of bullets swayed down from the sky, like the feathers dropped by birds when they fluttered, splashed on the south side of the Lost Valley and landed in the direction of the cavalry’s hooves galloping.

   The fire rain of death fell from the sky, and the machine gun positions on the south side of the Lost Valley were bombarded, and the output firepower plummeted.

   The 35mm high-explosive bomb left not an eye on the ground, but a hole as big as a washbasin!

   lost the suppressing firepower of the machine gun positions, and the defenders, which were less than a hundred people, were quickly overwhelmed by the charging cavalry sea.

   Some were trampled into flesh by horses’ hooves, some were stabbed in the throat by bayonets, and more were killed by carbine guns in the hands of cavalrymen in the back of the bunker while fleeing.

  After paying more than half of the casualties, with the support of the Union "gunship", the defense line on the south side of the legion was finally torn apart.

However--

   The fire rain that burned itself and guided the cavalry to charge did not last long.

   Just as the cavalry rushed into the barracks, the roaring cannon landed on the top of the "Cloudfly" flapper faster than expected.

   Under the strafing fire of the 20mm cannon, the twelve overlapping wings were instantly broken.

  The roof of the cabin was torn apart, the blue-light jet engine burst into red flames, and the sparks jumped!

   But before it turned into a scrap of iron, it still managed to burn itself out, emptied all the spare ammunition, and fired the last of the rocket nests——

  Two plumes of white smoke popped out of the explosion.

   Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

   one fell into the valley.

   fell to the airport together...

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   (Thanks to the leader of "Dream Clan Lingxue" for the reward!!!)

   (end of this chapter)