Chapter 1578
My Empire Chapter 1578
2021-10-15
Chapter 1578 1580 Victory is in sightIn the underground command headquarters, Andrei is sitting in front of the map table, watching the hologram The map is in a daze, and the guard's troops are attacking the core area. These areas are the strongest fortresses, and the enemy has to pay a heavy price for every step forward.
Almost all bunkers and bunkers are connected by underground tunnels, and some even have railroad tracks and subways to ride on.
These core underground fortifications are a headache for even the watchers, as the Alanhill Empire troops hide inside like a swarm of ants.
The adjutant came over and reported to Andre Hui with regret: "General! We just lost our last fighter jet... Air Force ground crews are already transferring spare parts and repairing equipment. "
"Okay, I see." Andre nodded lightly, he knew that everything was going in the direction of the final collapse.
The Higgs 5 planetary battle has reached this point, in fact, it has reached the point of exhaustion. Unless there is a miracle, these troops will be swallowed up by the watchers here.
Unless Chris expends his energy to open a magic eye to bring them back, unless the Alanhill Imperial Space Fleet strikes back again with all the losses and sends another batch of troops to land.
Otherwise, Andre will follow a pre-designed script and become the first true high-level general of the Alanhill Empire to be killed in this war.
Of course, there is also a Dragon Clan general Adair, but in terms of position, Adair and Andre are still Level 1 behind.
Andre is a lieutenant general of the empire, and Adair is a major general of the empire - if the two are killed, Andre may be promoted to admiral of the empire, and Adair can only be chased Granted to the Imperial Lieutenant General.
The adjutant paused, then continued: "Also, General Adair has been fighting alone on Hill 12 for a whole day. Do you want reinforcements?"
Andre was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and instructed: "Organize some troops to go there, and draw from the ground crew and other personnel."
"Yes! General!" The adjutant saluted and turned to leave. out.
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"bang!" In the huge underground air-raid shelter several stories high, behind the stacked sandbags, an officer in an Air Force uniform was carrying an M4 Assault rifle, watching the explosion not far away.
He turned his head and shouted to a ground crew sergeant beside him who was loading the bazooka: "Come on, one more shot, those sweepers are going to attack from the entrance!"
"I'm a helicopter repairer! Hell!" The clone ground crew with a QR code on his forehead shouted loudly as he pushed the rocket into the bazooka, "Why don't you give me a disposable bazooka?"
The bazooka in his hand is an old-fashioned RPG rocket, an outdated stock from the previous Alanhill Empire. Compared with those bazookas that are thrown away after one-time use, it is obviously not so easy to operate.
"Quick! They're coming!" The Air Force officer squinted through the gaps in the sandbags and saw a black energy group flying in from the billowing smoke and collided directly into a cloud of dust. On the sandbag, several soldiers behind were blown away.
"tú tú tú tú!" Not far away, a soldier picked up his M4 assault rifle and fired at the dust in the distance. It didn't shrink back until the magazine was emptied. .
"Damn it! Another rocket!" The soldiers behind the sandbags on the other side shouted loudly when they saw that a sweeper had rushed out.
As he shouted, behind the air force officer, the non-commissioned officer of the ground service who put the bazooka on his shoulder again, aimed in the direction of the tunnel marked with the entrance.
"Huh!" He pulled the trigger, and the rocket's rearward flames rolled behind him. The RPG rocket rolled in a circle as it flew before exploding in the far reaches of the tunnel, sending up more smoke.
"bang!" A sweeper soldier who rushed in poked his head from his hiding place and fired a blast of energy at the Defensive Array of humans.
This mass of energy exploded near a container where humans were hiding, knocking off sandbags that were used as cover, and also blowing up half of the container.
The bottled drinking water stored in the container was scattered all over the place, and the water from the broken bottle flowed along the ground, washing away the blood that had not dried up.
In the blasted sandbag, the filled rice and grain poured down like gravel. Before these hoarded combat supplies were exhausted, the enemy had already attacked.
"Medics! Medics!" In the corner, a soldier one-knee kneels, pressing his hands on his bloody comrades, calling loudly.
Unfortunately, no one answered his call, and the battlefield still reverberated with fierce gunfire and explosions from time to time.
"Hold on! Buddy! Hold on!" The soldiers whose palms had been blood-dyed red watched helplessly as their comrades died, spitting blood.
He was holding back tears as he pressed his comrade-in-arms' tactical vest, which had been penetrated by shrapnel. Blood spurted from between his fingers, along the gaps between the magazines, soaking the camouflage uniform.
In the end, the blood no longer spewed out like a spring, and the tensed palm finally dropped and hit the slate floor.
The soldier lifts the head with sticky blood on his hands, and before he can stand up, he is hit by an oncoming energy bullet.
"bang!" An explosion devoured him and the corpse under his feet, and the bloody stumps and broken arms flew in all directions, splashing everywhere.
"Ah!" Behind the makeshift position near the entrance, a sweeper charged into the makeshift trench. He pierced a soldier's chest with his blade-like fingers, causing the soldier to scream hysterically.
"Grenade!" An officer not far from the trench retracted his head and shouted to the warrior beside him while changing the magazine.
Several soldiers simultaneously tore off the grenades on their chests, pulled out the safety ring, and threw them at the trench. The grenade ding ding dong dong tumbled to the ground at the feet of several soldiers who were firing back in that trench.
"bang! bang! bang!" A series of explosions from The earth shook and the mountain quivered reverberated throughout the underground bunker.
"tú tú tú tú!" A second later, the assault rifle fired again, breaking the silence of the moment.
"Isn't the machine gun position on the second floor still able to fire?" In the dust, the air force commander looked at the second floor corridor on the left surrounding the hall, where there should have been a machine gun position. .
This position is to the side of that entrance, and it is condescending, if this position is re-fired, they will surely regain their advantage and the enemy will surely be pressed back to the entrance.
It's a pity that the position was bombed by the guard's troops just now, and it has not been repaired yet.
"Five people have gone up, maybe the machine gun is broken!" The ground service sergeant who took out the last rocket from the ammunition box under his feet also looked towards the direction of the second floor. Replied at the top of his throat.
"If reinforcements don't come, we will all die here today!" The officer pointed to the entrance and said.
There, an army of sweepers has swarmed in, and some Defensive Array lands in front have been lost one after another.
None of them are regular Combat Units, and their combat literacy is definitely not very high. It is actually a miracle that an army that has been temporarily prepared and trained can last until this time.
"Long live the Alanhill Empire!" When the air force officer spoke, a hysterical shout came from the direction of the entrance.
Accompanied by that shout, the sound of seven or eight grenades exploding in a row resounded throughout the underground fortifications.
"bang! bang! bang!" Apparently, the grenades in one of the ammo boxes seemed to be detonated. Just like the firecrackers set off during the Chinese New Year, they continued to explode.
"I X!" Holding the big-brimmed hat above his head, the Air Force officer cursed and shrank his neck, letting the diffuse smoke engulf everything nearby.
"Bullets! I need bullets!" Can't see what's going on around, someone shouted nervously in the tumbling smoke.
Similarly, in the other direction, another soldier was calling for his comrades: "Medical soldier! Someone is injured! Medical soldier!"
"tú tú tú tú !" On the circular corridor on the second floor, the gunshots sounded again, and the reinforcements finally arrived at this desperate moment.
Logistics troops with rifles and ammunition filed in from the tunnel on the other side, and there were several regular soldiers in power armor interspersed.
"Build up crossfire on high ground!" an Army commander hunched over to the back of a bunker and ordered the soldiers with machine guns behind them.
<>Several soldiers resigned slightly, and they rushed to the second floor with their weapons and a sub-shooter carrying ammunition.On the front, several soldiers wearing power mecha were walking fast with electromagnetic rifles, quickly forming an inner arc of defense.
All directions The bullets that hit the tunnels routed the sweepers near the tunnels. After hundreds of sweepers' bodies were dropped, the opponent's attack finally came to a standstill.
"Now you're part of my 5117th Armored Division!" The gunfire gradually faded, and the army commander found the Air Force officer who was helping to bandage the wound of a wounded man.
Although the rank is obviously higher for the officers of the Air Force, it is a pity that there is no Air Force on the Higgs 5 now.
The Air Force officer nodded, then sighed in relief and said, "Finally it's your turn! I'm an Air Force commander...I can't do this at all...You can just use me as a soldier."
"It's up to you!" The army commander was also polite, and pointed to the corridor on the second floor above his head: "Find a way to build more positions, the more three-dimensional the firepower is, we will stick to it The better the effect."
"It's useless, soon they will pierce the wall from all directions and come in. This is how our defense line was broken before." The air force officer smiled wryly. reminded.
"I know that the other side will besiege us from the side and above and below the wall, but we are not to be trifled with." The army commander pointed to a tunnel coming from behind him. A jeep, said with a smile.
The jeep, surrounded by two rows of soldiers, was loaded with dangerous C4 explosives. That's their last resort, and the most effective a method.
"When we can't hold on, we will detonate this..." The army commander introduced his "super weapon" solemnly: "Don't worry! These things explode, and all nearby tunnels will collapse. Destruction, if they don't eat for ten days, they won't be able to eat the next underground bunker node!"
"Ha! It's not bad! Let's go, go to the second floor!" The Air Force Commander nodded with satisfaction, Then he took the ground service non-commissioned officer with a bazooka on his shoulders and walked towards the half-collapsed staircase upstairs.
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A medic was wrapping gauze around his sturdy arm. Adair was expressionlessly waiting for the other party to treat his arm, listening to the crowd outside. explosion.
The enemy's artillery bombardment is starting to become denser than that of the Alanhill Empire, possibly the most terrifying fire coverage bombardment Adair has ever seen.
In the sky hover the Prowler fighter jets, swooping down whenever they spot a target, terrifying like a foraging vulture.
Meanwhile, the Crusher bombers lingered as if they were AC-130 air gunships. They also attacked the ground, suppressing the artillery fire of the Alanhill Empire.
In the absence of anti-aircraft artillery cover, the artillery of the Alanhill Empire has been reluctant to open fire to cover their own frontline troops. Because once the guns are fired, they are likely to be killed.
Adair made several solo engagements, destroying a number of Prowler fighters and Crusher bombers. But this kind of counterattack is useless, and gathering experts to counterattack will only make more soldiers die on the road of counterattack.
"General!" An officer walked into the room, stood at attention and saluted and handed a message to Adair: "Commander-in-chief Andre has called and ordered you to retreat to the ground on Hill 9. Fortress!"
"I see." Adair looked at the gauze on his arm, long sighed: "Order the troops to gather and take the subway train waiting here to go to Hill 9. The wounded and The medics will get on the bus first, and I will personally cut the back."
"Yes! General!" The officer who delivered the letter stood at attention and saluted again, and went to convey Adair's order.
"Highland No. 9...Is it the core fortress..." Adair stood up and sighed with emotion in a voice that only he could hear.
Not far from him, another officer lowered his head and muttered in a very small voice: "What two years and a year...a huge Higgs 5, only insisted It’s been less than 5 months!”
In the middle of the smashed concrete fortification of a highland fortress about 2 kilometers away from the No. 12 highland, the flagpole erected fell straight down, the black eagle flag full of scars Ripped apart by a group of sweepers.
A sweeper commander in the densely packed army, looking at the distant human positions, let out an unpleasant laugh: "Victory... is in sight!"
(End of this chapter)