Chapter 1558
My Empire Chapter 1558
2021-10-15
Chapter 1558 1560 umThe surface of Higgs 5, the outermost periphery of the Alanhill Imperial Defense Line, inside a collapsed bunker, sunlight The light coming in from the machine gun perforation was silhouetted against the tumbling dust.
The twisted door is also not closed tightly, and from time to time there is a squeaking sound of metal friction due to slight shaking.
Adair sat on an empty ammo box and gently wiped his extremely sharp long sword.
"Damn, these bastards can't be killed!" a Dragon Clan warrior spat fiercely, each minding their own business there complaining.
They've been on the front lines, fighting these first-time enemies for 19 days, only to frustrate everyone.
The experts from the Empire of Alanhill have won battle after battle, only to find that on a campaign level, they're just wasting their time there in vain.
Adair, as the most powerful Alanhill empire expert who arrived at Higgs 5 this time, has made several shots, each time leading the army to crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, and defeated the front. of the Watchers.
But every time, they would find themselves hitting a huge protrusion, completely embedded in the enemy's position, and they could be surrounded by the enemy from both wings at any time.
It is not that they did not continue to attack, trying to thicken the entire protrusion from the flanks and relieve the threat of the two flanks.
But what made them depressed was that the position they tried to fight back was almost a white field and no longer had any defensive value.
The successive victories on the battlefield could not lead to a real victory, which made all the experts of the Alanhill Empire who came to the front line and hoped to end the war with their own skills, felt that A cold from the bones.
These people have never experienced such a war, not even with the drastic measures taken by the Alanhill Empire to unify the world.
Although there is still a huge crater scar on the planet Alanhill, and there are still some residual effects of the Great Fall, but the Alanhill Empire is giving new world brings new hope.
Conquest is only a part of war. The development of civilization begins with war, but never ends with war. The war of the Alanhill Empire is a war of hope, which is completely different from the war that is unfolding before us.
Even the invasion of Demon Race has never been so hopeless - Demon Race can also be demagogic, and some are even willing to leave some humans behind. Even the source of magic wants to conquer, not perish.
But the Guardians are different. The more they fight the Guardians, the more Adair and the others feel that the future is gloomy...
Yesterday, Adair personally led the troops to fight again. Once they entered the occupation area of the guards, they rushed forward for 200 kilometers in one breath, and then divided into three groups, expanding the entire salient Great Accomplishment into a huge occupation area.
But in this occupied area, they found no traces of trenches, no villages or houses, and those thick concrete bunkers that would not disappear after a hundred years of weathering have also been disappeared.
There is only one unflattering launch site left in the leveled missile launch base. In a few days, the wind and sand will devour this place, making it completely integrated into the surrounding environment.
As far as the eye can see, there are no trees or traces of life activities, just like the Higgs 5 planet just discovered by the Alanhill Empire, every corner is barren.
After losing tens of thousands of soldiers, Adair had to order a retreat, and he remembered what General Andre said to him: "It's futile to fight back, keep every inch in our hands. This is the most important thing we should do.”
Before, Adair thought that Andre didn’t want to waste the reserve team in his hand, so he persuaded him like this.
It was only yesterday that he was really convinced that the Watchers were different from any civilization he was familiar with, not like Dragon Clan, Dwarves, Elves, Orcs, Demon Race, Humans... !
He once stubbornly believed that the desolation he saw was just a War Zone, a no-man's land that had been deliberately cleared.
So he desperately attacked the hinterland of the area occupied by the guards, hoping to see a village or city established by the guards.
But reality slapped him in the face fiercely, because he was only a few hundred kilometers away from the War Zone, and he could still only see a barren, endless barren.
The other side is not a traditional civilization that competes with the Alanhill Empire for living space. The other side has no intention of establishing civilization at all, they just attack blindly, without the slightest hesitation!
These watchers destroy everything without building anything - in this sense, the Alanhill Empire can be called a civilization, but the watchers are not a civilization, they are just a group of pure... war machine.
According to common sense, such a civilization is impossible to exist, because it does not produce this kind of characteristic, it will only appear in the low-end nomadic civilization.
Everything depends on looting, and everything depends on looting. In the short term, a huge force can be formed, but then such a force will fall apart due to rough management.
In fact, the most deadly thing is that such a predatory civilization will soon find that there is no plundering target in all around, and they will naturally come to an end because of the mode. destroy.
But the Guardians are different, they are strong and have a very strict organization and discipline. Their scale is doomed, they must need support.
But the reality is that these guards are destroying everything mechanically, as long as they occupy it, they will be completely destroyed without any hesitation.
Frankly speaking, this made Adair uneasy, and he was afraid...
In the end, Adair, who had not found the answer, gave up this time attack, and he led the troops with the dead. The soldier's body was withdrawn to the place where he started.
The guards did not wait for the guards to mobilize the army to counterattack, and did not even try to establish a temporary position. In this state of attack, Adair suddenly decided to retreat.
The assaulting troops fought on the spot for a symbolic 4 hours, and then all the troops began to retreat.
We didn't leave anything we could take away, including chocolate wrappers and instant noodle pockets that were littered everywhere.
Battlefield rations, disposable aluminum cans, and tent raincoats that everyone didn't care about before...
In short, the Alanhill Empire's offensive troops even had shells. The bullet casings were collected and taken away. This was a scene that had never happened in the previous battle, and it also made the retreat much more complicated.
An offensive operation that lasted more than four days ended with the forces of the Alanhill Empire retreating to the lines they had held two days earlier.
This result frustrated all the troops involved in the counterattack, and many young warriors stared at the place they had captured in a daze or silently wept.
They didn't even hold on to the enemy's counterattack, and they voluntarily gave up those places that had no defensive value.
They walked through the area that had turned into a wasteland, followed the retreating cars, artillery and tanks, reluctantly gave up the land they had taken back through bloodshed, and returned to the place where they assembled a few days ago.
The sappers have repaired these positions before they left, but because of the limited time, it is still no different from the ruins.
However, despite this, the people who finally walked back to the civilized zone still felt that kind of long-lost warmth.
Even if there is only one collapsed building, even if there is only one crooked trench that is no longer visible, even if there is only one brick, even if there is only one graffiti spit on the stones pile, it will make people feel more intimate .
It was only when they came back here that they felt the warmth, that trace of temperature that was normally undetectable, but now it is reluctant to waste!
"The casualty report will be handed over to General Andre..." While wiping his long sword, Adair said to the Dragon Clan warrior who complained: "It seems that we are still young. I watched the war at this time."
"General...are we just like this..." The warrior pressed the long sword around his waist, trying to distinguish something.
As a result, his words were interrupted by Adair: "Soldiers! The end of this war is nothingness! We are all dust trying to survive! Before I came here, I thought This is all the propaganda carried out by the empire to win this war."
He said with a wry smile: "But I was wrong! In order to avoid unnecessary panic, the propaganda of the empire has even been weakened. It even concealed a lot of the truth in this regard!"
"This war is more important than imagined! We have to win at all costs!" Adair will wipe it off The long sword clang returned to the scabbard and stood up: "When necessary, we will all die here, understand?"
"Yes! General! I am willing to die in battle. Here, before I came, I already had this realization!" The Dragon Clan officer said firmly: "But you..."
"Me? I'm nothing special, a dozen or so. Years ago, without Alanhill, I should have died in front of the magic eye..." Adair looked at the head open-mindedly: "I am very satisfied to come here to fight to the end."
"General!" As he spoke, a Human Race magician opened the somewhat distorted and unsecured iron door, and hurriedly walked into the ruins of the bunker: "The sentinel found that the guard troops were approaching here!"
"Prepare to fight!" Adair walked to the door, lowered his head, and with some difficulty he got out of the iron gate of the bunker - being willing to use the iron gate shows that this is a fortification very close to the core .
Under normal circumstances, in order to solve the problem of steel, the doors of the bunker are empty or directly use wooden doors. Iron gates are only used on more important defense nodes.
Of course, such an iron door is only a thin iron door, and the inside is still covered with wood...
The door of the bunker is of course not prepared for Dragon Clan, so the When Dale came in and out of here, it was still a little embarrassing. He had to hunched over, cautiously, to get through such a small door.
Drilling out of the bunker, Adair was obviously stretched out. From a leather bag around his waist, he took out a telescope that looked very functional and advanced in style, and put it on his face and looked at him. far away.
Dragon Clan's armor is transmogrified with magic, so they also impossible to equip heavy power mecha. So some devices like telescope, they can't be integrated into the armor, so it's not so convenient.
Through the telescope, Adair saw the Watchers assembling in the distance. The other party cautiously, cautiously approached and crossed a small slope, pressing towards the defense line of the Alanhill Empire.
"Let the rocket launchers cover and shoot..." Adair put down the telescope and commanded: "Just tell them not to hide, we have found them!"
" Understood!" The Dragon Clan officer just nodded slightly and went to the Signal Corps to pass the order.
Adair looked towards the human mage who came to deliver the message, and asked, "What else is there?"
"The sentinel died..." The human magician stared into the distance The approaching Watchers replied intently: "He finally sent back some images, not so good ones."
"oh?" Adair slightly startled.
The human mage didn't say much, and turned on the projection device on his wrist, projecting a flat Number One Person view.
In the picture, you can clearly feel the photographer crawling on the ground in pain, and you can hear the sound of heavy breathing.
It can be heard from the gasping voice that this person is very painful, but he is still insisting, insisting on transmitting the picture he sees to the hands of those who need it.
A few seconds later, some huge silhouettes appeared on the screen, Adair was stunned, and then suddenly frowned. It was a group of Conquerors, the elite of the Wardens.
Adair played against these Conquerors, when there were only a few dozen or so. But in the picture, there are at least dozens of these Conquerors.
"Did you see it? Did you see it clearly?" A man's voice asked anxiously in the picture, and then in the picture, you could see a hand pulling away the grenade and pressing it on his chest , followed by a tragic cry: "Long live Alanhill!"
"The number of Conquerors is increasing, and the enemy doesn't seem to want us to be too arrogant." The human magician beside him said: "He is a warrior."
"en." There was anger and hatred rolling in the voice of the human magician, his voice was very low, so low that he was attacked by the man behind him. The extent to which the roar of rockets drowns out.
Countless cluster rockets passed over the positions of the Alanhill Imperial defenders, and the earth shook and the mountain quivered for a while, and there was a piercing sound of breaking air everywhere.
However, Adair still heard the "um" that made people feel comfortable as if a sharp knife had been cut into the bone.
(end of this chapter)