Chapter 1550

Chapter 1550

My Empire Chapter 1550

2021-10-15

Chapter 1550 1552 Flying Sword in the trenches

In the trenches, an Alanhill Imperial clone grenadier will take a The magazine was inserted into the electromagnetic rifle, and then he stuck his head out and aimed the muzzle at the distant target.

"tú tú tú tú!" He pulled the trigger and fired a volley of bullets, knocking back a sweeper over there who was stick one's head around to look for.

The opponent was suppressed by the violent strafing, and he was not an idiot. He retracted his head and disappeared. There is a small reverse slope over there, and it is estimated that there are already many sweeper soldiers behind.

"Coordinates 7-9, single shot suppression!" Seeing the opponent retreating to a place where they couldn't hit, the grenadiers of the Alanhill Empire loudly called for artillery support.

His intercom can directly contact the company mortar artillery behind him, which is a kind of timely communication on the battlefield.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, behind the hillside over there, a deafening explosion lifted up the sky.

The power of the shells shot by the 120mm caliber mortar is really beyond imagination. The mud raised by this cannon flew to the sky more than ten meters high, and the dust raised by it did not disperse for a long time.

The grenadier hiding in the trench found his weapon, and the camera on the side of the weapon helped him easily see the situation on the battlefield.

The opponent's location was still submerged in smoke, so he stuck his head out and used the main sight in front of him to look for possible targets in the smoke.

The next second, a sweeper found his weapon to attack the opponent from the smoke, his arm was aimed at the Alanhill Empire's position, and a cloud of black energy flew directly to the Alanhill Empire trenches Behind him, he fell into a forest.

The "bang!" explosion also set off soaring dirt, which fell on the Alanhill Imperial soldiers in the trenches.

"tú tú slam!" The Alanhill Imperial Grenadier, who was aiming at that position, pulled the trigger, and the sweeper in the distance fell in response.

In fact, the guards are also summarizing their combat experience. From their experience of about ten days of continuous attack, the defense line of the Alanhill Empire is clearly divided into primary and secondary.

The main line of defense is generally guarded by soldiers wearing solid armor, with very strong battle strength and stronger firepower.

The secondary defense line is that some demonic puppets with obvious slow responses are defending, and the battle strength is weak, which is an easy area to attack.

So, recently, the watchmen are changing their tactics, and they are focusing on attacking the main defense line of the Alanhill Empire, because once the defenders on the main line collapse, the secondary defense lines on the two flanks completely collapse.

This focused attack made the fighting near some of the main defense lines extremely fierce, even to the point of white-hot.

Many times, the Alanhill Empire's soldiers have just been wiped out, and the guards have not had time to eat the corpses to destroy the fortifications, and the Alanhill Empire's counterattack will come.

With such a brutal battle, losses on both sides skyrocketed, with thousands of soldiers killed every day, and the corpses of the guards who were constantly dispersing in front of the positions never really disappeared.

"Didn't they fight all night yesterday? Why haven't they had a good rest until now?" After killing the target in the distance, he poured ammunition at the few sweepers who had just emerged. The clone grenadier asked while strafing.

"I don't know either!" The companion in a weird outfit shouted, replied to the blast of the sweeper's attack.

This man's attire is really post-modern: what he wears is a dirty, broken white sword robe, and the original embroidery can hardly be seen. with style.

Over the tattered, mud- and blood-stained suit was a tactical vest commonly worn by the Alanhill Imperial Light Infantry.

The outside of the tactical vest is a thick bulletproof insert with several grenades hanging from the outside of the insert. On the shoulder of the tactical vest was a talker, connected to the earphones, and plugged into the man's ear.

On the back of the tactical vest, there is a simple-looking long sword, which is fixed behind the back with a modified gun belt.

In the place where the saber was originally around the waist, the man was wearing an armed belt with a gun holster hanging on it, and a pistol was inserted in the holster.

"What a pity! If this scene could be broadcast live, they would definitely regard me as a hero!" The man complained with some regret while wrapping a cloth around his wrist, which was scratched by the flying gravel. road.

"You should be lucky! I'm glad I knocked you down just now! Otherwise, all you need now is blood bags and sedatives!" While moving towards the opposite, the young clone grenadier opened fire. Tucao.

"Thank you! Go back and I'll treat you to a drink!" The man laughed, showing his yellow teeth: "Nine Nether is definitely a good place, great people!"

"Fucks are great! Traveling to places is expensive." The grenadier continued to complain dismissively: "Do you think I don't watch the news? Last time you were all hot, that's a shame."

"Hey! Do you even know about this?" Swordsman, a man from Nine Nether, grinned and laughed, as if he didn't care about being complained about his hometown.

They were sent to Nine Nether thousands of miles away, and they had just built a new Swordsman world there, and they had to face another invasion by foreign enemies.

Even, everyone has no sense of belonging, so they left their hometown again and started this journey across interstellar.

As a Swordsman of the Sword God Sect, he came to Higgs 5 and stood at the forefront of the entire war.

I don't know if it was a reckless self-deprecation of himself, or if he was amused by the mockery of the clone soldiers who were destined to have no vacations and no travel possibilities, he continued to grin and said with a smile: "In the news, I exposed this as a typical case, and the Tourism Bureau named it and criticized it."

The clone grenadier who was actually impossible to travel followed nodded: "That's not right! You guys are so cruel! 2000gold coin A souvenir, it turned out to be an ordinary stone carving..."

"tú tú tú tú!" He pulled the trigger and shot, knocking down a sweeper who rushed up from a distance. His arms were swept away by bullets fired by the electromagnetic rifle, and flew far away with blood.

"Destroyer!" Just as the two of them were chatting while fighting, a trembling voice came from the earphones.

Looking in the direction from which the noise came from the noise-cancelling headphones, they saw a Destroyer tank, braving the hail of bullets fired by the Alanhill Imperial soldiers, quickly climbing up the reverse slope, revealing the The thick and long barrel.

The Alanhill Empire had previously captured a seriously wounded Sweeper, and this captive brought a lot of enemy intelligence the Alanhill Empire wanted to know to the upper echelons of the Alanhill Empire.

Although these intelligences are not very important, at least they truly understand their opponents - those powerful races that claim to be guardians.

The other party doesn't seem to care about these information, and is even willing to cooperate to reveal some things that the Alanhill Empire is interested in.

Just like the telegram that the other party sent to the Alanhill Empire to declare war, the prisoner explained the name of his troops, and even briefly introduced it.

It wasn't until a few days ago that the Alanhill Empire truly grasped the troop composition of the watchmen, knew the correct names of many arms, and issued these names to all participating troops.

Compared to the complicated troops and arms of the Alanhill Empire, it can be said that the types of weapons and equipment of the Guardian civilization are not many.

However, the number of these cosmic battleships and ground troops is simply astronomical.

The guardian's largest battleship is a spaceship called the Guardian God. This spaceship is the guardian's aircraft carrier. The battleship is equipped with a large number of small space fighters-killer carrier aircraft.

And the firepower battleship responsible for the decisive battle of the fleet, the same huge volume is the world destroyer spaceship already known by the Alanhill Empire, it is the super battleship of the watchers, and its status is similar to the invincible Level 2 super battleship of the Alanhill Empire.

Corresponding to the invincible-class battleships of the Alanhill Empire is the Watcher's Adjudicator spaceship. As the Watcher's battleship, this spaceship is the backbone of the Watcher's fleet.

That kind of strange ball is the guardian spaceship, and it is also the guardian's landing battleship, so the firepower is not strong, and it is also equipped with a large number of sweeper breeding cabins, which is the guardian's cruiser.

Under normal circumstances, the guard's landing force will first launch detectors to the surface of the planet. This unit is the guard's electronic warfare and detection platform, similar to data terminals such as radar stations.

As the most basic infantry unit of the guardian, the sweeper undertakes almost all the combat tasks of the guardian - they are responsible for operating the battleship within the battleship, and they are the most basic infantry on the ground.

Destroyers with larger size and stronger battle strength are the armored forces of the Watcher troops. They are huge in number and powerful in battle strength. It can be said that they are the backbone of the Watcher's ground combat troops.

The guardians actually also have powerful magical warriors. These warriors are tall and look like sweepers. They are called Conquerors, and they are the elites with outstanding battle strength in the guardian army.

As for those H-type Watcher fighters flying in the sky, they are called Prowlers. They are fast and have strong battle strength. They are also the enemy of the Alanhill Imperial Air Force. .

However, compared to the Alanhill Imperial Air Force's wide variety of ground support aircraft, the Warden's ground bombers are relatively simple. The Alanhill Imperial Air Force commander has only recently learned that they are called Crusher.

After knowing the enemy's name, the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire can finally properly call their enemies.

Unfortunately, because the prisoner chose to die after explaining these questions, the Alanhill Empire could not continue to interrogate and grasp more secrets of the enemy.

...

"Anti-tank! Bazooka!" A grenadier in power armor beckoned to his subordinates in the distance, waving while on the call channel shout out loud.

A soldier with a bazooka ran through the trenches until he came to a place not far from the side of the Destroyer tank, and then stopped.

"Three, two! One! Fire cover!" The Captain extended the hand, gave three fingers, and retracted a finger every time he counted, until he counted to one , he picked up his rifle and pulled the trigger in the distance: "tú tú tú tú!"

Behind him, a row of grenadiers stuck their heads out desperately, facing the opposite side. The sweeper soldiers started a frantic strafing.

The weak rays of light from a series of electromagnetic rifle bullets formed a huge fishing net in the air, and instantly enveloped the sweeper infantry on the opposite side.

"tú tú tú tú!" Following the order to fire, the grenadiers in the trenches swept their rifles furiously into the distance. A flashing fire star started.

As these bullets flying towards the enemy began to take effect, seeing some sweeper soldiers fall one by one, the soldier with the bazooka in the Alanhill Empire finally stuck most of his body out of the trench, Got a chance to aim.

Before his eyes, the aperture that had been floating around the reticle finally settled in the center of the reticle, and he then pulled the trigger and fired the anti-tank missile.

The one-off anti-tank missile swooped in a parabola towards the wire-controlled, followed by a vertical drop, piercing the Destroyer tank showing off one's military strength from directly above.

A huge explosion was close at hand, and even the shells and energy fluids on some of the destroyers were splashed into the trenches.

"Beautiful!" shouted the Grenadier Commander, leading the way, celebrating the return of his Defensive Array to safety.

Just as he shouted, a black energy line swept across the trench where he was, and pierced through his body at once.

The blow was so sudden that the other soldiers didn't realize what was going on, and the subsequent explosion blew away several clone grenadiers on both sides.

"Bang!" The concrete-reinforced trench parapet was punctured and shattered instantly, and the flying masonry debris hit the steel plate of the power armor, making a crisp sound.

"Bastard!" A soldier next to him grabbed his rifle in the rolling smoke and fired a series of strafing shots in the direction the opponent's energy was coming from.

However, the energy of black did not stop, but attacked again where he was. With a loud bang, the grenadier who immediately fought back was punched through his body and fell without a word.

"Conqueror! It's Conqueror! Retreat! Retreat! Use fire from both sides to contain him!"

On the other side of the explosion, the young grenadier also struggled to get up from the ground, looked towards Swordsman, who was also a little embarrassed, and shouted: "I'll cover you, go to the bunker over there! Get ready! ..."

"Shut up!" Swordsman interrupted the soldier suddenly and said, "I'll cover you this time! Go to the bunker! Go!"

"..." The young clone grenadier who got up from the ground finally didn't say anything, but took a step forward and ran quickly towards the bunker not far away with his rifle.

He knew that when he got there and found the individual missiles inside, he would have a chance to compete head-on with the enemy's Conqueror.

So he ran without looking back, hoping that he could get a heavy weapon that could counterattack and threaten the opponent before all his comrades were killed.

Behind him, in the short section of the trench that he ran past, a grenadier who fired back was hit by the black energy line from the Conqueror and fell into the trench.

And in the gap of the trench where the flames were still burning and blood was flowing, a warrior wearing a bulletproof vest, a grenade hanging on his chest, and a long sword on his back, slowly pulled out from behind him. long sword.

"It's up to you! brother!" He brushed the quaint long sword with his hand and muttered, and then Spiritual Qi on his body surged up, and the long sword instantly became available Like life, it suddenly floated out of his hands and hovered over his shoulders.

"Go! He put his fingers together, pointed forward, loudly shouted, the long sword hanging from his shoulders flew out, and rushed towards the tall target in the distance like lightning.

The long sword whizzed away, and the tall Conqueror opposite also realized the danger at this time, and a circle of energy barriers floated around him, surrounding him like a magical barrier.

This This level of magical energy barrier can be said to be very powerful, because even electromagnetic sniper rifles cannot penetrate.

After the Flying Sword collided with this barrier, it left a series of splashes of fire on it. After the star, he circled around and swooped down from the other side, hitting the barrier again.

However, another fire star flashed, the thick defensive barrier However, it is still solid, allowing the Flying Sword to charge to the left and dash to the right, but it is unable to penetrate this transparent defensive energy shield.

On the position, I have been watching my Flying Sword in The Swordsman who was slashing back and forth also seemed to realize that it didn't seem like a good choice to consume his Spiritual Qi.

So he thought to move, the long sword gave up attacking the Conqueror and turned to slaughter. Those sweeper soldiers who are more likely to be killed are rushing up.

If the target is changed like this, the effect will be completely different. The Flying Sword like tiger among a flock of sheep, which is fast as lightning, is like an instant. They cut down three sweepers.

The sweepers around "bang!" had an advantage under the cover of Conqueror. They were attacked by Flying Sword and immediately began to use their own weapons. Fighting back, several black energy groups slammed into the trenches of the Alanhill Empire.

The dense explosion lifted a whole block of cement, like a boulder, this large piece of The stone was lifted high, then slammed down again, crashing into the trenches full of corpses, sending up another cloud of smoke.

Severely disturbed by this blow, Swordsman had to bend over. Adjusting his position, he didn't want to be killed by stray bullets without the Flying Sword's body protection.

Because of the loss of driving force, the Flying Sword also immediately Fly back, stop attacking the sweepers, and quickly return to the smoke-filled trenches of the Alanhill Empire.

"I can't hold it anymore!" Swordsman leaned against the trench, looked at his arm cut by the flying stone, and squinted his eyes and complained: "Let you pretend! Let you pretend! It's over! Are you dead here?"

While muttering, he stood up again, drove his Flying Sword, and launched an attack on the enemy on the other side of the smoke.

Just as he was driving the Flying Sword, a cloud of black energy landed on his side, and the shock wave formed by the explosion lifted him to the ground and devoured the other two who were firing. Clone Grenadier.

The entire battlefield has begun to be chaotic. After the powerful Conqueror appeared here, the situation of the battlefield turned sharply. The Alanhill Imperial defenders, who had no high-end battle strength, were obviously caught in a passive state.

The Alanhill Imperial defenders, who lost their firepower, began to passively engage in bloody exchanges with their opponents. This style of play is what the watchers like to see most, because as long as they can exchange to the enemy, they will The loss is acceptable!

It was another round of volleys from the watchers. The black energy group baptism the trenches of the Alanhill Empire. Seven or eight soldiers were injured by the energy group, and they fell in the trenches and kept writhing and struggling. Stand up and keep fighting.

The battle wasn't over, it was even just beginning, when the young clone troopers stormed the bunker and took out an anti-tank missile, the seemingly unstoppable one. The Conqueror hit the bunker with one shot.

The energy cut off the branches camouflaged outside, melted the concrete, penetrated the bunkers, and directly caused the explosion of the ammunition inside.

The grenadier who had just picked up the missile and wanted to come out was swallowed up by the expanding airflow together with the four machine gunners who were firing non-stop, and was then lifted up into the midair.

The unimaginable explosion directly lifted the top of the entire bunker, and the broken top of the bunker shattered in the air and landed in all directions.

The Alanhill Imperial line, which had lost another flanking machine gun point, was instantly on the verge of collapse, leaving only a few soldiers hunkering down in the trenches to avoid running, trying to re-establish a complete line of defense.

"Uh...cough cough! Cough cough!" Swordsman, who finally regained consciousness, coughed violently and sat up from the ground.

Exhausted, he leaned against the trench wall, squinting at the surrounding corpses through the blood on his face.

A grenadier trotted over him, then turned back one-knee kneels, looking down at his face. After seeing his forehead, the grenadier shouted loudly to his companion not far away: "There are wounded here! Take him! I need fire cover! He is a natural person, take him first! ”

Hearing his cry, several grenadiers who were firing at the gap quickly gathered around, a medic one-knee kneels with a hollow white cross on his arm was in Swordsman's place. Beside him, checking his injuries.

At this time, a sweeper had already jumped into the trench beside the collapsed bunker ruins in the distance...

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