Chapter 170
My Empire Chapter 170
2020-11-03
Chapter 170 170 As many as demons"Are you saying those demons are the same as the ones drawn in the manual? They are so ugly Is it?" A paratrooper was wielding a shovel, laying dirt on the front of the trench.
His companions were also digging the soil under their feet with tactical shovels, and beside them was a small river that didn't look very wide.
They had tried the depth of the river before, and the deepest point was probably less than 2 meters. They found some shallow areas. It seemed that the larger demon dog could cross the river directly.
Because of this, paratrooper commanders believed that they should deploy defenses along the entire river, rather than concentrating on a few dangerous places to swim.
"I heard that the real thing is even uglier!" Another paratrooper slapped the frontal mud wall with a shovel and continued, "And it is written in the manual that the weapons in our hands can pierce through. The skin of the other party has enough lethality."
"I don't believe what those technicians wrote. Only when I see it with my own eyes will I think it's true." The paratrooper who spoke first He stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said.
Not far behind the chatting paratroopers, Hart, the division commander in charge of commanding these paratroopers, looked at the map and complained to several of his staff: "We have 3,000 people, and we are responsible for about 1.5 kilometers of defense. On the front, the pressure is already very high."
"Yeah, the ammunition is still sufficient, this is the only good news, in addition, because we are the only troops participating in the battle, the air force in the entire Greken area can provide We provide support," a staff officer said.
Another staff officer nodded: "I just got in touch with the bomber unit and they have a plan for the attack, and the operation will start soon."
"That's true Good news." General Hart, nodded, continued to look at the map and said: "Our left flank doesn't look like it will be broken, because there is Gricken on the defense, and the main threat to us is the right side, where we can only rely on The added depth and width of the river to defend..."
"Yeah, very unsafe. We have limited mines and most of them are in this direction." The first staff officer pointed his finger at An approximate area is outlined on a simple map, openings introduced.
"About 200 garrison troops were also deployed in this direction. In addition, we left almost half of the tanks near the right side." Another staff officer also said: "This It's the greatest strength we can draw."
Hart was a little uneasy, then frowned looked towards the sky, he heard the depressing engine sound, it was the air force When the group is dispatched, there will inevitably be a sound.
Just as he looked up, all the paratroopers noticed the plane above their heads, everyone stopped their work, and curiously looked at the friendly troops flying in formation.
Those B-25 bombers, one by one, in the sky covering the heavens, shielding the sun. Above these bombers, there are also formations of escort P-51 Mustang fighter jets.
The superposition of the two formations makes the entire fleet look more encrypted and airtight. Hart lowered his head and glanced at Vivian who was standing beside him, and asked, "Are you sure that no demons can go to the sky now?"
"I'm very sure, an... hour ago, I still When fighting these demons... the sky is relatively safe, they only have some double-headed demon dogs that can use some low-level magic to fire in the air." Vivian said firmly.
She is not used to Alanhill's time unit, but has to admit that it is a very efficient and accurate time system. Therefore, when talking with the Alanhill troops, she will take the initiative to use the words hours and minutes, which are somewhat unfamiliar to Gricken.
<> Hart nodded slightly, and looked towards the bomber group that had already flown into the distance. There were almost a full 200 bombers, and that was just to support their first batch of Air Force bombers.…
Above the sky, the Alanhill pilots of the bombers were checking their altitude, their planes were full of super bombs for bombing, and even some The plane is loaded with Alanhill's mother of bombs, the powerful cloud bomb.
In the air, the plane was slightly bumpy, and everyone concentrated their attention completely. After all, this was the first time they had fought against a demon they had never met before.
It can be seen that everyone is very nervous, but because there are a large number of fighter jets escorting overhead, this tension is still limited.
"The altitude is 4000! According to the information, we are about to make contact with the target!" The navigator checked the map and the data provided by Grecon, and shouted to his comrades: "Pay attention to your feet! They may appear at any time!"
"Find the target! Find the target!" The pilot flying in the front shouted loudly to the navigator beside him: "See your feet? See those Is the ground moving? Drop the bomb!"
"Open the hatch! Open the hatch! Prepare to drop the bomb!" Inside the Wireless Electronics, there was a loud noise, and all the crew members were in a hurry. Shouting echoed in the earphones: "Drop height! Drop height! 2000 meters is enough! The other side has no anti-aircraft fire!"
"Damn! We don't need to aim at all! There are those damn things all over the place. Devil!" A bombardier took his eyes off the sight and shouted to his comrades: "Don't save bullets, fire!"
"tú tú tú tú!" The 20mm caliber cannon began to roar, and the tracer bullets rushed to the ground and shot directly into the dense sea of demon dogs. In an instant, these demon dogs were swept down, and the demon dogs behind began to flexibly avoid them. Incoming ammunition.
However, there are some things they cannot avoid. Because above them, all the B-25 bombers have slowly opened their bomb bays.
"Bombing begins! Bombing begins!" In Wireless Electronics, all commanders are ordering bombs, and all bombards have pressed the control switch to start bombing.
"ka!" "ka!" With the sound of metal friction, bombs next to each other escaped from the bomb bay of the B-25. The bombs were scattered in the airstream, eventually forming a straight line along the plane's flight path.
Because of the resistance, these bombs soon turned head down and smashed into the ocean of demon dogs.
The next second, the explosion begins. A huge flame exploded in the middle of the demon dog, and countless shrapnel flew through the flesh and blood.
The shock wave shattered the surrounding demon dogs at once, and before the demon dogs in the distance had time to dodge, they were smashed into a sieve by the bullet-like explosive fragments.
The explosions were one after the other, like a blanket in a sea of demon dogs.
World War II's most famous carpet bombing, Alanhill's Air Force pilots accurately and effectively replicated the first battle against the Demon.
"Hit the target! I think it's a bit strange to shout like this, all the targets are below!" A bombardier looked towards his comrade-in-arms and complained loudly.
As these bombers swept past the large army of demon dogs, the bodies of the demon dogs devoured by the explosion stretched for several kilometers, charred bomb craters and broken flesh and blood were everywhere, completely rendering the originally beautiful plain. become the realm of death.
"The attack worked! The attack worked! We're out of bombs! Let's go home now!" the commander of the bomber unit shouted in Wireless Electronics.
"You guys can leave first! Leave the rest to us!" A determined voice replied on the Wireless Electronics channel of the P-51 Mustang fighter unit flying higher in the sky.
Immediately after the bomber unit began to return, the P-51 Mustang fighter group over the battlefield had been alerted near the clouds, and they began to dive side by side one by one, rushing towards those who had regrouped. Demon Dog Squad.
"Fire! Fire! Break them up!" The second round had begun as one Mustang fighter dived after another.
The Mustang fighters equipped with large-caliber cannons began to roar, and the tracer bullets of the 30-mm caliber cannons carved a bloody path one after another among the demon dogs.
"The amount of ammunition is too low! The ammunition is exhausted in one dive!" In the headset, a pilot complained loudly.
Although the power is ensured, the performance of the Mustang fighter modified by Alanhill is really not as good as the original version-because the 30mm caliber cannon on the wing is larger, it affects the roll performance of the aircraft, Also affects the fluid structure of the wing.
But the impact of flight performance is still a small matter. After all, there are not many things that can catch up with the P-51 fighter in the sky. However, the reduction in the amount of ammunition carried made the pilots a little depressed.
Their firepower is for the Eternal Empire or Greken, and it seems like a target like a demon dog is a bit overkill.
As the fighter jets dived and strafed, the demon dogs on the ground began to chaotic again. They roared at the sky, but they didn't seem to have a good way to take the target above them.
However, they soon began to act again, and began to rush to the small river called the Boer River in pieces.
It seems that they really can't use magic, and they can't attack the target in the sky.
Standing on the high ground and watching the continuous explosions in the distance, giant wolf Boken looked towards Vivian next to him in shock: "I can't see, those who have no magical aura... mortals Aircraft, it's still very difficult to deal with..."
"Yeah, the key is... like those demons, there are enough of them..." Vivian stared at the constantly exploding distance, slightly sighed in relief.
(end of this chapter)