Chapter 1540

Chapter 1540

My Empire Chapter 1540

2021-10-15

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In the evening, just as the Watchers' attacking force prepares to launch a new During the round's attack, the armored forces of the Alanhill Empire once again launched a counterattack.

The electromagnetic tank troop returned to the battlefield once again. The Guardian's Destroyer Tank had not yet directly attacked the front Defensive Array of the Alanhill Empire, and once again strangled with the tank troop of the Alanhill Empire.

As night fell, and looking at the darkening sky outside through the monitor, an Alanhill Empire tank commander lifted the hatch overhead.

A scorched smell drifted into the cockpit of the tank, the commander stuck his head out, squinted his eyes and brushed away the light smoke in front of him with his hands.

At a distance of less than two meters from him, the wreckage of a Destroyer tank with some charred and melted edges exuded wisps of light smoke. Let the edges of the cracked hard shell black and melt.

Those climbing legs were paralyzed on the ground and lost the support of their strength. The entire body of the destroyer tank tilted to one side, revealing a sadness of the end of the world. Soon it will begin to dissipate and the energy will eventually return to nature.

Just now, there was a small tank battle. The armored forces of the Alanhill Empire raided the watchmen stationed here and won the partial battle.

About 300 Sweeper soldiers were surrounded and annihilated, along with around 20 Destroyer tanks.

However, the Alanhill Empire is not that absolutely does not have losses. Seventy grenadiers covering the tanks were killed, and nine electromagnetic tanks were destroyed.

The Legendary where a Tiger Style tank slashed 20 enemy tanks during World War II did not appear. Everyone is still using the bloodiest exchange ratio to prove the cruelty of the war.

After a brutal battle, there was a temporary return to calm. Dozens of electromagnetic tanks disguised as bushes rested among the wreckage of the battlefield tanks, and some clone troopers gathered next to the burning tanks. Hot food.

A new battle will break out soon, so everyone is taking the opportunity to rest, replenish food, and recover.

There are also some troops who arrived later, hurriedly passing the road that has changed beyond recognition, and curiously looked at these friendly troops on the battlefield.

Looking at the tablet in front of me, some nearby enemy and friendly targets have been clearly marked. The commander pointed to the mark on the map, and said to the gunner who also protruded the tank next to him: "We are still about 400 meters away from the Defensive Array No. 2588 in front! Go around this mound, and you can I can see the target area!"

The artillery commander also knew the situation of the battle, and he continued: "The feedback from the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft is that the other party has almost razed it to the ground! Even if we retake it The Defensive Array on the side, there is no way to continue to use it!"

The opponent destroyed the position and destroyed all the attributes, causing the Alanhill Empire's counterattack troops to encounter unprecedented trouble. Because we couldn't rely on the old environment to fight, everyone felt uncomfortable for a while.

If you are fighting a normal enemy, if a village is lost, it is still a village. Even if it is turned into ruins, it is still a position that can be defended when it is recaptured.

In other words, at least the ruins of the village are a landmark, and everyone can say that I have already hit a certain village.

But now, all the enemy-occupied areas that the counterattacking troops passed by were already empty fields. No trenches left, no barracks or villages.

In short, there is nothing, everyone can only use the previously marked so-and-so position to describe the precise location where they are now - or to be more precise, directly use the latitude and longitude to describe...

"That bunch of damn bastards! According to the battlefield situation, if we advance 14 kilometers further, we can close this pocket!" The commander looked at the map and lit a cigarette and said.

The gunner's humorous nodded agreed with him: "Yes! The premise is that the armored troops on the other side are as elite as us."

"Haha! You are right! "The commander also laughed. According to the previous combat order, they will continue to move forward in a few minutes.

"Look! That's the second battalion over there!" Seeing a new tank passing by, the gunner's tone was a little excited.

As he shouted, the commander squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette. He saw electromagnetic tanks one after another, passing by this battlefield where the smoke had not yet dissipated.

Following the tanks were wheeled armored personnel carriers burning oil, as well as trucks and jeeps. This slightly chaotic configuration also proves that this counterattack force is not the most elite ace of the Alanhill Empire.

They are all clone troops, and their equipment is basically "collected". Except for the main battle weapons that affect the battle strength, other auxiliary equipment basically stays in a state where they can be used.

However, such an army was advancing on the enemy, and by the last rays of the sun set, took firm steps towards the watchmen.

"Bang!" The long-range self-propelled guns were roaring, firing shell after shell out of sight.

in the sky The fighters of both sides are still fighting for air supremacy on the battlefield. Neither side seems to want to give in, so the losses begin to skyrocket.

Just as the sun was slowly setting, the bomber force of the Alanhill Empire was quietly deployed on a large scale.

According to the plan, more than 200 B-52s and other types of bombers used their methods to raid almost all the areas occupied by the Watchers within the range.

Various types of bombers dropped a large amount of guided munitions, and the explosion lit up the horizon at once, and the intensity of the attack surprised the watchers.

The terrified Wardens began to counterattack, and a large number of Prowler fighter jets took off to intercept them, and the two sides broke out again in a fierce air battle.

From time to time, bombers fell from the sky with long flames. The rumbling sound of the engine was accompanied by the sound of cannon fire, dotted with the huge explosion of air-to-air missiles, making the whole sky extremely noisy.

The large-scale air battle just kicked off the night of battle, and a larger battle followed.

Almost 2,500 clone grenadiers died in the battle that afternoon, while they also left more than 10,000 corpses behind the Watchers who stopped them.

Although most of these corpses have disappeared, they do exist, they do lie there, witnessing the exploits of the Alanhill Imperial Armoured Forces!

(end of this chapter)