Chapter 247
My Empire Chapter 247
2020-11-03
Chapter 247 247 Kaunia StationLiving up to expectations, an M4 tank crashed into the A broken wall was broken and appeared in front of the puppet defense line.
Immediately after, another M4 tank also ran over the rubble with its tracks, and followed the second tank. There are no magic inscriptions on these tanks yet, and at first glance, they are the models that were equipped to the troops in the early days.
In front of countless puppets, two M4 tanks began to fire with machine guns, crushing the puppet soldiers so much that they couldn't lift their heads.
When the tracer bullets continued to harvest the puppet soldiers, the third M4 tank appeared, then the fourth and fifth tanks, Alanhill's tanks, were thrown into the street fighting like no money.
Innumerable infantrymen followed behind the tanks, occupying the ruins on both sides, commanding their battalions at every step. The puppet troops were losing ground, and they simply could not organize a decent resistance. However, these puppets of fierce and unafraid of death still frantically launched a small-scale counter-charge against the Alanhill troops.
Several puppets charged at Alanhill's tank with bayonets, before being sifted by the tank's machine guns. The broken bodies left by these puppets also raised grenades and wanted to perish with the tank.
It's a pity that they don't have such a chance, after all, a grenade cannot play an anti-tank role. Even if it is stuffed into the track, it will not blow up the track in most cases.
After all, it is an anti-infantry weapon. In most cases, it relies on fragmentation to kill, and it has no damage to the heavy metal crawler.
Of course, if bad luck, the track will still be blown up. So such a puppet still needs the help of Alanhill's infantry to clear it. Most of the Alanhill soldiers on either side were responsible for this kind of work.
Along the way, Alanhill's street fighting ability has improved very quickly. When attacking Gracie, when attacking Nobal, the 1st Army fought very crisply, so they have very rich experience in street fighting.
Unfortunately, the complex environment makes the puppet soldiers, who are inherently inflexible, even more stupid. They can't adapt to this kind of battle situation that requires flexible cooperation, so they perform even worse.
These puppets are sluggish through the rubble and alleys, mostly fighting alone, and most of the time they're a living target for Alanhill's attacking forces.
On the contrary, the Holy Demon Emperor's squadron, which can manipulate magic and have some hot weapons, caused more trouble for the Alanhill soldiers than the stupid puppet troops. These nimble squads have strong battle strength and can often hit and run.
A war is never about one side only being beaten. No matter what the circumstances, the disadvantaged side will do its best to fight. Even if they use earth methods and stupid methods, they will try their best to attack the enemy.
Moreover, as long as it is used well, a grenade or a long sword can be a deadly threat.
At the entrance of the stairs, the puppet soldiers held weapons to prevent the Alanhill soldiers from rushing up the stairs. They fired desperately with Mauser 98K rifles with bayonets inserted. Because they are many people, so in a short time Alanhill's soldiers can't rush up.
But their insistence was impossible for a long time, because their ammunition was limited, and Alanhill's soldiers were not helpless.
Soon, it wasn't Alanhill's soldiers who were trying to dash up the stairs, opting to let the two grenades go up first to see what was going on.
After the huge explosion, the corridor was filled with dust. Alanhill Grenadiers with bayonets rushed up and occupied the half-collapsed building. They swept house by house, removing all the puppet soldiers hiding in the house.
In another collapsed building, there were more puppet soldiers. They were stationed in their own positions and were ready to fight the Alanhill soldiers to the end, but soon they found out that they still wanted to. too much.
A strange pipe peeked through the door, and the fuel was sprayed into the house, turning into a fiery flame as it passed the throbbing flames in front of the pipe.
Then, violent combustion filled the whole house, and even because of the pressure, flames spewed out of the window on the other side of the house.
The M4 tank with the eagle emblem painted on the front armor plate rumbled past these windows, and the huge body was red with flames.
The puppet soldiers, whose bodies had been lit with flames, were still struggling. They tried to rush out of the narrow corridor with bayonets, but were attacked by the Alanhill soldiers who had been waiting there for a long time.
When the flames in the room were about to go out, Alanhill's soldiers rushed in and beat the remaining puppet soldiers back to their parts.
In the headquarters of the puppet empire, a group of generals of the Holy Demon Emperor looked at the map worriedly, and said to several high-level puppets in front of them: "The enemy's attack is stronger than yesterday, your line of defense. They have all been penetrated!"
"There is no other way! I can only order the nearby puppets to continue fighting, these are puppets after all, and tasks that are too complicated cannot be executed!" It was the kind of awkward voice, and there was no trace of panic in his tone.
He really doesn't need to panic. Even if an atomic bomb falls, he doesn't lose his life, so he doesn't need to be afraid at all.
It's just that this battle situation makes him a little awkward. The place where the puppet soldiers can play a little more normally is in the wild. In such a place where there are many obstacles and there is no way to coordinate and mobilize, it is really a headache for the high-level puppets who command the puppets.
If these soldiers can be the same as the human soldiers who are really trained, wouldn't the puppets that can be mass-produced be invincible? In fact, it is impossible to have no weak spot, and some defects are the norm.
"If this goes on, your troops will be lost in vain!" A general frowned pressed the long sword around his waist and said sarcastically, "If normal people fought like this, they would have already collapsed. "
"Yeah, if it's you, then the train station has been lost!" The high level puppet turned his head and said sarcastically.
"You!" The general of the Holy Demon Emperor country flew into a rage out of humiliation, but was finally suppressed by his companions. Everyone tried to persuade each other from left to right, and finally the atmosphere returned to a level where we could discuss issues.
Glancing at his colleague, another general said to the puppet empire: "Mr. puppet... We have found almost all the explosives in the city... But we are still a long way from destroying a train station. ."
"Can't wait any longer! Use as much as you have, and blow up the main parts! Remove all the rails that can be removed and transport them away!" The puppet pointed at the map, giving those who were unwilling to fight , but the officers of the Holy Demon Emperor who were very cooperative with the logistics were instructed.
"Yes!" The general, nodded, left the command with his own people.
When these people left, the puppet sneered and complained to the puppet beside him: "The only thing these bastards care about is their own lives."
"Yes, will It is really impossible for them to dedicate their souls to the source of magic. Insincere service will naturally not be rewarded!" Another puppet replied with his head bowed.
"Those mortals who don't serve magic... must be eliminated!" After emphasizing one sentence, the puppet at the head pressed his hand on the map: "Another 10,000 troops! I'm going to smash the train station into scorched earth !"
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"Hello? Hello! I'm the 1st battalion! Yes! I'm on the field!" Holding the walkie-talkie, Alanhill's 121st Division 1st Regiment 1st Battalion The battalion commander loudly reported where they were advancing from behind the rubble.
"We are still about 100 meters away from the train station! I can already see the train station!" He grabbed the microphone, covered his other ear, and shouted forcefully into the microphone.
Not far in front of him, the smoke of the explosion had not yet dissipated. Just now, the Holy Demon Emperor had detonated some explosives, which may have destroyed a section of the platform. The situation has not been fully investigated. The front of Alanhill The attack didn't stop either.
"I've moved the 2nd company forward! I don't know if there will be a second explosion! We have to be careful! Yes! Yes! I must be able to take down the station before dinner! Emperor! Long live Your Majesty!" After making the promise, he hung up the walkie-talkie, grabbed the telescope on his chest, and looked towards the place where the battle was on the other side.
In a puppet-controlled building, countless puppet soldiers are firing back frantically, trying to prevent Alanhill's troops from crossing their defenses. However, under the suppression of the significantly stronger Alanhill troops, the attack of these puppets became increasingly weak.
"Let the bazooka troops quickly clear those nearby buildings! It's all rubbish construction, what's the use of keeping them?" He put down the telescope and instructed the officer beside him: "Take someone and go around from the flank. !"
The officer nodded slightly, then stepped back with his STG-44 assault rifle.
There are warehouses and factories near the train station, as well as buildings - these are all Alanhill style buildings, most of which are not too strong houses that were built urgently.
So, when Alanhill's troops hit here, they seemed to be returning to their familiar hometown. Every building here looks familiar. Before the war broke out, this neighborhood was the most prosperous neighborhood in Caunia.
There's a bakery, a confectionery, and a shop selling cloth and a variety of Alanhill specialties. It's just that there are only ruins left here, those who opened shops are already not in, and the buildings that have been decorated to splendorous and majestic have also become scorched earth.
In the distance of the scorched earth, on a building that has collapsed for more than half, the huge plaque hanging on it can still be vaguely recognized. It uses the general prophecy of the entire continent and engraves a beautiful geographical noun: "Caunia Station".
(end of this chapter)