Chapter 1351
My Empire Chapter 1351
2021-01-17
Chapter 1351 1353 Eagle SauceHope on Planet 2, on the edge of a crater that has become cold, ants Crawling slowly on a white robe already full of dust and blood.
It passed through the territory of the flies, and did not let the Flying Insect, which was breeding, move its body. It is their instinct to lay eggs on bare skin.
The blood had dried up at the deep bone-deep wound. It was this wound that made the corpse lose his life.
And now, this is the paradise of bacteria and maggots. Even if he was a strong warrior before his death, he is still just a pile of rotten flesh after death.
Not far away is the rubble that can no longer be seen. There should have been a house that looked good, but it has been burned down.
Inside the crater, a Swordsman in a white robe full of dirt was sitting with his eyes closed.
As the battle continues, these white clothed Swordsman who have come from afar have begun to learn to protect themselves as much as possible on the tragic battlefield.
The white robe on his body was deliberately stained, because white was too conspicuous on the muddy battlefield.
The opponent's weapons are continuous and precise. Wearing a flowing white robe in this environment is no different from suicide.
In the eyes of the Alanhill imperial grenadiers, the original image of a forced king who stood in the midst of the enemy, held his head high and acted handsomely, and waved his palm to drive the Flying Sword to kill his opponent. The target is the same.
War is the best teacher. Driven by the desire to live, people often only need a few minutes to change their habits that have maintained several decades.
Today's white clothed Swordsman, before entering the battlefield, will first use mud to soil their clothes, and then keep jumping and shuttle in the crater, lowering their body as much as possible to avoid being flying The incoming bullet or the flying shrapnel hit.
As they advance, they pay attention to their feet and avoid the laser beams from light green mines that can be seen clearly by just looking at them.
And those who are unfortunate enough to step on the pressure mine will immediately stop their footsteps and let the same sect leave quickly and give it a shot...
When ready , mines have become less terrifying, many people focus on Flying Sword can barely protect people who step on mines from being ravaged by shrapnel, at least it can turn the disabled into minor injuries and reduce the pressure of casualties.
Those "hidden weapons" that can explode from the sky, just need to hide in the big hole left by the explosion, they can save their lives, and the pattern has also been discovered...
In short, the Alanhill Empire is adapting to the Sword God Sect's way of fighting, and the Sword God Sect is also adapting to the Alanhill Empire's means of warfare.
In recent days, Sword God Sect has been broken into pieces, basically dispatched in small units continuously, avoiding the battlefield reconnaissance of the Alanhill Empire, and carrying out sneak attack on the defense lines of the Alanhill Empire.
This tactic is a typical guerrilla tactic. In this way, Sword God Sect avoids the problem of large-scale attacks being targeted in advance, because after several heavy failures, they found that the other party had " Heavenly Eye" secret.
The other party can know their actions in advance, which makes the already passive Sword God Sect very helpless. The assembled troops will be targeted and attacked. This is a lesson learned in exchange for blood.
Thus, Sword God Sect began to disperse its troops, which caused the entire battlefield to fall into a state of chaos.
There are small groups of troops attacking each other everywhere, and the losses of the Alanhill Empire are also increasing little by little.
The wreckage of the Battle Puppet robot that can be seen everywhere is proof that thousands of Swordsman in the Sword God Sect didn't die in vain!
Well, it's actually no different from a white death... In a few days of mutual probing attacks, the Alanhill Empire used a nuclear bomb to destroy half of the sword edge, until the nuclear explosion completely disrupted the climate and electromagnetism The environment just stopped.
On the ground, the Alanhill Empire lost a large number of puppet robots, and the real main force was almost unscathed...
Anyway, to briefly describe the fighting situation these days, it is The Sword God Sect kept kicking an iron plate, the process of kicking his feet into blood and flesh...
The Sword God Sect Swordsman sitting in the crater felt that he had recovered some Spiritual Qi, and finally had the cost of continuing to fight. However, he did not get up immediately, but took out a piece of dry food from his arms.
It was a piece of bread, it was delicious, and it could be seen that it was mixed with chopped green onion. Although it was cold, it was very useful to be able to enjoy this kind of food on such a cruel battlefield. Nice to describe.
Of course, compared with the big fish and meat, it does look shabby, but the poor enemies on the opposite side may not even be able to eat such food.
Thinking like this, he took a bite of the bread, and the faint salty taste stimulated his taste buds, making him feel the warmth of life in this hell-like environment.
In this brief moment he thought of the cannon fire that covered the sky, the airtight fire net, the same sect that fell by the crater, and his...mother.
Beside the crater, on the other side of an unrecognizable wheat field, behind the barbed wire where two white clothed corpses hang, behind the second barbed wire, in a dug trench, the remains of a puppet robot beside.
I just poured the mineral water into the self-heating pot, and I saw that the broth had begun to steam. Two Alanhill Imperial Grenadiers stationed in the trenches are looking at computer screens through their ears.
Cameras hidden behind the low wall can monitor the nearby battlefield, which is empty and unobstructed anyway.
A soldier tore open the package of chocolate, and another soldier was stuffing potato chips into his mouth.
The main force of the Alanhill Empire is still on the way, so the supply of the frontline troops is still very abundant. In this case, it becomes a matter of as it should be by rights to distribute a self-made pot to each soldier.
This is only the treatment of the front-line troops. In fact, all the second-line troops are equipped with corresponding field dining vehicles. Each soldier can eat hot food, and two dishes and one soup are standard. This is in the past. is unimaginable.
Even the frontline troops can be rotated to the rear to enjoy dry barracks and can enjoy the hot bath treatment. There is also separately leveled land near the airport, which can be used by the retired troops to play and entertain.
Compared to their opponents, the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire, in this low-intensity confrontation war, can definitely be said to be quite happy.
They don't know, they finally survived, the appearance of Eagle sauce...
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Supplementary Chapter 2
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