Chapter 672
My Empire Chapter 672
2020-11-03
Chapter 672 Chapter 673 PlayingIn the trench that was almost flattened by bullets and shells, among the piles of demon corpses , suddenly jumped up a demon officer covered in black blood.
He loudly shouted to his feet, swung the long sword in his hand, trying to get a few of Alanhill's heavy armored grenadiers close at hand to sneak attack.
It's a pity that he didn't succeed, his long sword was blocked by the heavy armor of the grenadiers wearing the powered outer skeleton, and then he was surrounded by a group of human soldiers carrying weapons stand up.
"Surrender!" Somewhat jerky, with a bit of reluctance, Captain Burrisson looked at the struggling demon officer with contempt, and said this coldly, which made him a little bit. I don't want to say anything out of my mouth.
He said this to other human soldiers, and he did. As long as the other party is willing to put down the weapon in his hand, he is still willing to give the other party a way to live.
At this moment, he was facing a demon, and calling out the command to let the other party put down his weapon like this really made him a little didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Obviously, the surrounding soldiers were also reluctant. They slowly advanced with their weapons, and they could shoot and kill this demonic officer who was unwilling to throw away the weapon in his hand at any time.
"I said, put down your weapons...you can surrender!" Burrison frowned, losing his patience with this shameless enemy.
What is he still insisting on? At such a time, quickly throw away your weapons, cry and raise your hands high, this is what it should be like, right? Burrisson thought in his mind, looking at the demon who still didn't want to lose his weapon.
The demon officer finally did not put down the long sword in his hand. He raised his weapon high, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the human heavy armored grenadier holding the weapon. .
"Bah!" An Alanhill soldier pulled the trigger on the slightly empty battlefield. A bullet hit the demon officer who took a step forward, leaving a bloody hole in his body.
Black's blood flowed out from the gaps in the armor instantly, the demon officer staggered a bit, covering the blood hole with one hand and the long sword stuck on the ground with the other, his expression firm. Raised his head.
He didn't seem to think about surrendering until he died, and he didn't even waste a word with the human soldiers on the opposite side.
The demon officer just stood there so stupidly, the expression on his face gradually became calm.
"Surrender!" I don't know if he was moved by the courage of the demon officer on the opposite side, or for some other reason, Burrison finally said this order for the third time: "Put down your weapons!"
"Hope...you..." The demon leaned on his long sword, took another step forward, and stretched out his slender fingers, as if to grab the enemy in front of him.
"Bah!" The heavily armored Alanhill grenadier opposite the demon fired another shot without any hesitation, instantly creating a new hole in the demon's body.
The demon lay back on his back and slammed heavily on the ground. The entire battlefield became quiet again, except for the sound of gunfire in the distance.
This largest landing area controlled by demons has been compressed by Alanhill's forces counterattack, and the area is only half of its original size. The demon troops gathered here have also suffered heavy losses.
"What are they doing... not surrendering?" Burrison was a little irritable. On the one hand, he was unwilling to accept the demon's captives, but on the other hand, he was a little uncomfortable with the demon army. understand.
Under normal circumstances, wouldn't the demon ask Alanhill to keep the captives safe after returning the captives?
But now, what is this operation? After returning the enemy's prisoners, and then fighting to the death, not a single one surrendered?
Berryson looked suspiciously at the smoky sandy beach in the distance. He really wanted to know what kind of mess these demons were thinking about.
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"The radar search effect of the early warning aircraft is average, and there is a lot of radar clutter. After all, this area is an area that has been attacked by nuclear weapons, and it has electromagnetic radiation, which is not surprising at all." The intelligence officer in charge of the investigation looked at the news delivered from the early warning aircraft, and complained to his subordinates helplessly.
His subordinates are also in turmoil now, because the task given to them is to restore radar detection as soon as possible.
However, the boss's complaint still has to be caught, so the subordinate adjusted the radar frequency, and he was still in a bad mood: "The clutter emitted by the sea is mixed with electromagnetic interference clutter, ten meters and twenty meters. In fact, the small battleship of the fiend is indistinguishable."
"Really... the situation of the watchtower 102 is similar to that of the watchtower 116, you can find some large demon battleships, those smaller ones. , only rely on the attack aircraft to identify and destroy." On the other side, an intelligence officer looked at the data on the computer screen and said depressedly.
In Alanhill now, only 2 early warning aircraft are working in the electromagnetic radiation area. The information they sent back was also very limited, only identifying the massive demon battleship and the exploding Sestos in the sky.
Sestos, as a Floating Void City, including the surrounding Floating Void City Forts, is naturally a target that cannot be escaped, but some small targets are not easy to lock.
For example, some pilots of the fighter unit reported that they saw some demonic dragons that were not small and fled southward across the sea.
If some small battleships and some demon fighters are counted, the retreating demon troops will have a scale of eighteen thousand at least - this scale, if placed in other circumstances, is one Can't run away.
"Let the attack aircraft force go to intercept... Deploy 10 F-14 Tomcat fighters to cover!" The commander of the carrier-based aircraft force had his hands behind his back and issued an order to kill them all.
"Colonel...if the enemy ship hoisted the white flag, or surrendered...us, what should we do?" an officer asked, sitting in front of the console, covering the microphone with his hand.
"Just pretend that you didn't see it..." The colonel thought for about a second before giving his answer: "Anyway, those guys in the army will also take some prisoners, so we don't need to. Don't worry about symbolic things!"
"As you bid!" The dispatcher let go of the microphone and ordered: "The 25th fighter platoon! The 25th fighter platoon The 17th attack aircraft platoon! The 17th attack aircraft platoon! Adjust your course according to the navigation... Search for the target Sea Territory, and destroy all the demon army targets found there!"
(end of this chapter)