Chapter 1582
My Empire Chapter 1582
2021-10-15
Chapter 1582 1584 Talking about DeathTwo Prowler fighter jets skimmed the burned Tree of Life, the ground The anti-aircraft guns above seemed to have all gone silent.
After more than three days of heavy attack, the Alanhill Empire's forces stationed on Higgs 5 have now begun to disintegrate.
Organized resistance is dwindling, and many troops have been unable to receive effective support when they are surrounded.
Compared to the previous battle for the dozen highlands, the Alanhill Empire's fortifications are now significantly stronger, but the holding time is significantly shorter.
There is no way, because the strategic depth of the troops has been lost, and most of the troops have begun to lose battle strength due to continuous operations.
The good news is that there are fewer and fewer places to be garrisoned, so the intensity of troops has increased to a certain extent.
Because of Andre's command, the collapse of Alanhill's imperial forces has been slow, at least until now, without complete chaos.
Next to a devastated truck, sweepers chew on the engine hatch. The truck's tires have been eaten all but some parts of the torso.
Beside the truck, some sweepers were also eating, and they were eating their own companions, the volatilized corpses.
Farther away, swarms of Sweeper soldiers are laying eggs, neatly stacking their eggs together, waiting for the eggs to hatch into new warriors.
About 20 kilometers from here, in the strong No. 3 fortress, the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire are carrying shells for the heavy artillery of the fortress.
These fortress artillery from 10 years ago are actually backward things, just brought over to fill up the equipment.
Although it seems that the huge caliber of 280mm still has a range of more than 20 kilometers, so that these weapons are still in a usable state, but they are obviously much less powerful than electromagnetic guns.
Equally impossible is that, although there is a simple automatic loader, this type of artillery must rely on carts to transport the shells from the solid magazines and place them on the loader's ammunition feeder.
In order to facilitate and increase the rate of fire of artillery, everyone has ignored the requirements in the safety operation manual.
Preparing these shells in advance and placing them in a more convenient position, so that the turret can fire more shells before it is destroyed, has become something as it should be by rights.
So everyone piled up the shells and propellants next to the loader, filling the entire transport tunnel, all the way to the arsenal.
This is a huge fortress and even has some city walls disguised by vines. In front of the fortifications on the surface of the bastion, whose overall layout is like a star, there are hidden trenches and machine gun fire points.
Even, in order to strengthen the firepower of this fortress, in addition to the 20 280-caliber heavy artillery turrets that have been deployed, 2 electromagnetic artillery have been deployed.
The entire fortress is powered directly by an underground fusion reactor, so the interior is equally well-lit, and an underground train station is even designed.
Although it seems to be impregnable here, everyone knows that these seemingly impregnable fortifications will sooner or later collapse in front of the continuously attacking forces of the watchers.
The only difference is the length of time. Once this is breached, the nuclear fusion reactor will be destroyed - this will cause the core defensive fortress behind to lose one third of the power supply, which is also impossible.
In the outermost perimeter of Fort No. 3, the fierce fighting between the two sides has begun. Intensive gunshots and explosions were heard one after another, and the whole high ground was filled with lingering smoke.
In the basement of the core fortress, Andre was still sitting next to the map table, looking at the already narrow defense area.
He sat there quietly, listening to his adjutant reporting to him what was happening on the battlefield: "The troops stationed near Fort 10 applied for support, and I dispatched the troops from Fort No. 16 just last night. The withdrawn 5190 division went forward."
Andre recalled the fact that the 5190 division had just been withdrawn, so he asked: "There is less than one 5190 division left. The regiment's strength has been reduced, and they have been fighting for another day, and the current state is not very good."
The adjutant was also a little embarrassed, and replied: "There is no way, they are the closest, and they have just got the ammunition. In addition, if the 5230th Division is sent, it will be more than an hour later."
If there is another way, he also wants to let the troops that have just been replaced get a good rest. But in the current battle situation, it is no longer possible to allow every troop to rest in the rear enough to go to the battlefield.
In fact, most of the reason is that the front-line troops are too tightly oppressed by the enemy, so many troops can only go up to fill the holes, and cannot replace the troops to retreat.
In this way, many troops have just been replaced by some soldiers, take a little rest, and have no time to retreat to a safer place, so they can only return to the battlefield to continue fighting.
Of course, in fact, there will still be troops in the rear that have been rested and sent to the front line, but the elite troops that have been rested in this way can only be used as firefighting teams.
Usually, only when there is a gap in the defense line and the entire line of defense is about to collapse, such a unit will appear and then go to the front to fight.
What happens next is that this unit can't be withdrawn anymore, it can only be consumed in the front, a little attrition, until new reinforcements arrive, or they are routed, and it is left to others. The rested troops took their place.
Andre showed a bitter smile and teased the adjutant: "Have we started to count our time in hours now? It's really embarrassing."
"Let the 5190 division go over there to help first. I have already recorded it. After 5 hours, I will replace the 5190 division with the 5230 division."
Andre glanced at the other party and asked a question that is very difficult to answer now: "Are you sure that after 5 hours, the 5230 division will still rest in the original place?"
The adjutant knew that this kind of chat was because Andre was looking for a way to get rid of depression in his heart, so he replied: "Actually, I'm not sure, when the time comes, I can only change Division 5271 to go there. "
Sure enough, Andrei knew a lot about his troops, and without checking the information, he continued to ask: "5271 Division? Isn't that troop only 2 battalions left?"
The lieutenant also knows a lot about these things, and that's what he actually does. I just heard him reply: "Yes, I plan to cancel the designation and put this unit into the 5100th Division as a supplementary soldier."
The 1st Battalion of the 5101st Tank Division has been completely transferred underground, as Fire support and counter-attack forces, deployed in the eastern tunnel group to support infantry operations.
Another temporarily reorganized light infantry regiment, reinforced to the 2nd Battalion of the 5101st Tank Division, was deployed on the west side near the tunnel extending in the direction of Tree of Life.
The remaining tanks have been scattered, and the unorganized ones have been handed over to the grenadier units that need to be supplemented, forming some mixed battle groups.
On the one hand, this is to increase the battle strength of these troops, and on the other hand, it is also to avoid the concentrated use of tanks by the opponent's air force.
The main force on the Higgs 5 planet was the 5100th Armored Division. This unit is now unable to fight independently due to the loss of a large number of tanks.
After replenishing some infantry, the battle strength of this unit has plummeted, and now it is not even fully organized, and it is just resting on the second line.
That's why the adjutant said that the remaining remnants of the 5271 division were handed over to the 5100 division as supplementary soldiers.
Andre heard the familiar 5100 division number, and said with emotion: "Those numbers I am familiar with are disappearing little by little."
The adjutant still spoke comforted : "There is no way, the current troops, every day all will have new designations to be cancelled, some of them are cancelled by ourselves, and some... disappear normally." In fact, they are all troops composed of puppet battle robots. These troops quickly disappeared with the brutal battle. Now the remaining ones can only barely help hold the position.
In order not to let these puppet robot troops hold back, the general method is to mix and mix these puppet robots into the clone troop, which can simply solve the shortage of troops.
Andre didn't want to continue this topic. He could feel that his topic was a little bit demoralizing, so he changed a question of concern and asked, "How is General Adair's injury handled? Is it okay?"
"There is no serious problem, but it is estimated that it will take at least a few months to fully recover." The adjutant sighed in relief and replied.
"He may be our only high-end battle strength now." Andre said with a sigh, thinking of a series of reports of the death of magician Swordsman and Demon Race expert he had received before.
The adjutant nodded said: "Yes, the only one special forces unit deployed here, and some to follow, has been exhausted in the battle for control of the Tree of Life. "
The Tree of Life is so important that Adair is reluctant to give up - he even went to the front to fight himself, and even the important task of protecting Andre was temporarily put on hold.
As a result, the magicians and experts of various races he took, including most of the Dragon Clan troops, were killed in the battle.
The same losses also included more than 70% of anti-aircraft guns, hundreds of artillery pieces and rocket launchers, and hundreds of thousands of clone troops and puppet troops.
And such a huge loss had nothing in return, the Defensive Array land near the Tree of Life still changed hands, the keepers still destroyed the Tree of Life, and the entire Higgs 5 atmosphere began to grow faster. collapsed.
Now the entire atmosphere of Higgs 5 has made people feel short of breath. In a few days, at most ten days, the difficult breathing may even affect the battle strength of the troops .
But everyone is not too worried about the occurrence of this kind of thing. After all, it is still unknown whether they can continue to persist for more than ten days.
From the current situation, no one can predict whether the atmosphere will collapse first or the defenders of the Alanhill Empire will be destroyed first.
The adjutant paused for a moment, then continued to add: "We no longer have magician and elf troops, Demon Race and orc troops...now our highest battle strength is clones. Grenadiers."
"At least they won't defect, and there is no problem with loyalty." Andre laughed at himself.
The adjutant raised his chin and replied proudly: "Yes, they will stick to the last second! But because of the continuous battle, they are all very tired without any time to rest."
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Hearing this statement, Andre was obviously taken aback, because he remembered what an officer had said to him after he had decided to stay on Higgs 5.
The 2 million defenders will do everything in their power to protect him and fight for him... Now, these clones are fulfilling their promise.
It is a pity for Andre that the officer who said this sentence had died on the frontline more than a month ago, and he has never seen him again.
"If the enemy invades here, the first thing you have to do is to kill me with a pistol!" Andre seems to be arranging for himself.
He has been wiping the pistol around his waist recently. I heard that this pistol was given to him by General Mordelair. At the reception on the day he was promoted to general, he also received a silver eagle medal.
The adjutant was silent for a few seconds, then nodded promised: "General...if this happened, I would definitely do it!"
Some words don't need to be said. Too much to say, because everyone knows what the standard procedure looks like: the general's body cannot be handed over to the enemy, and after Andre was shot and killed, the adjutant has a lot to do.
He might find some gasoline, burn Andre's body, or use a grenade if it's more urgent.
But we have discussed privately that the best way is to go to the underground ammunition depot in the core fortress, find a storage room for large-caliber shells, pour gasoline in it and set it on fire.
When the time comes there's nothing left with a thud, fully making sure that his body isn't left to the goddamn caretakers.
Andre nodded slightly, and said solemnly, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome!" The adjutant also replied solemnly. They've been talking a lot about death lately, and that's where you can see how bad things are.
From a few days ago, death seemed to be a possibility at any time. Many familiar names, Colonel Lieutenant Colonel Commander, disappeared one by one.
Andre looked at the adjutant: "I feel very happy to have you by my side, this last journey in my life."
The adjutant saluted and said: "It is also my greatest honor to work with you, General Andre."
(end of this chapter)