Chapter 1617
My Empire Chapter 1617
2021-10-15
Chapter 1617 1619 Demon SoldierHill is an ordinary Demon Race soldier who joins the Alanhill Empire ground forces At that time, the Alanhill Empire had been bathed in the sunshine of peace for three years.
He trains hard every day as a Demon Race warrior in order to give his life to the great source of magic when the Empire needs him.
For this he learned how to use an assault rifle, later switched to an electromagnetic rifle, and finally learned how to use a simple power mecha.
It's simple because High Level's power mecha is a priority to supply the main force, and the Demon Race is not the main force of the Emperor Your Majesty.
As a Demon Race soldier, he has no access to the most advanced weapon system, and can only fight with ordinary weapons that have been eliminated and replaced.
Although he sees his loyalty as unquestionable, the Demon Race has always been a second-class citizen within the Empire.
Even, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Nine Nether faction included in the post-surrender are a little bit higher than the Demon Race.
At this moment, he came to a planet called Higgs No. 11 with his commander, Dolenottier, where he knew that he was about to fight the most ferocious enemy here.
Higgs 11 is a fortified planet, that is, a previously selected fortified planet of various fortifications that may become the front line.
Many fortifications have been built on this planet. Facts have proved that most of these fortifications may become food for the enemy, but they are not very useful.
However, as a soldier, being able to garrison in a bunker instead of sleeping in the wilderness actually has a certain morale bonus.
Hill had never seen the space fleet. He arrived at Higgs 11 directly from the transit station of Higgs 1 through the Space-Time Transmission Gate, which is the Eye of Magic.
He has never seen a spectacular star ring in his life, never seen a Dyson cloud, and never really seen a huge cosmic spaceship and interstellar battleship.
Just like many ordinary Demon Races, he has been an ordinary slave serving the source of magic since he can remember, doing heavy work.
Every night, when he looks up at the starry sky, he can see a magnificent band of light in the vast space. This band of light traverses the entire night sky, as dazzling as the lights embedded in the overhead.
I heard that it was the space fleet of the Alanhill Empire, where there were countless battleships at war with the enemy.
Ripping open a bag of instant noodles sent by the puppet robot, Hill supported the alcohol stove and placed his aluminum lunch box on it.
The water soon boiled, he poured the dough into it, then sprinkled the sauce packet, and cautiously closed the lid of the lunch box.
He still remembers the days when Demon Race couldn't get enough to eat, so wasting food was an unforgivable sin for him.
Demon Race is actually very interesting, in the age of the primordial magic, they are fierce and cunning, and their title of demons is exactly matched.
But with the advent of peace, the source of magic has become Chris, and these terrifying races, which used to be militarized, have become not much like yeoman farmers.
Although in many cases, they still showed a fierce character, but in life, they quickly changed their habits and became a lot more friendly.
Maybe it's the thousands of years of war that have made them lose too much, so when peace comes, they really cherish it.
However, when the Alanhill Empire announced the national mobilization and the war with the Wardens broke out, the number of Demon Race enlisted in the army has always been the first of all races.
No way, the population base is there... Demons are the most populous race in the Alanhill Empire, several times more than humans.
Before, Chris had only limitedly armed some of the Demon Race soldiers, and was very careful when giving them weapons.
However, as the scale of the war spiraled out of control, the Demon Race troops began to move to the front in large numbers.
After all, there are hundreds of millions of soldiers left unarmed, but in the end they lost the war, isn't that two fools? Moreover, the sooner you invest in Demon Race soldiers, the more you can guarantee the proportion of Demon Race losses in the war consumption.
If a war is fought and all human beings die, wouldn't there be more demonic clansman? From another perspective, what skills and abilities Demon Race have, let Chris sacrifice the human population to protect?
Therefore, armed Demon Race has gradually become an inevitable choice, and Hill is one of the vast number of Demon Race soldiers who are armed.
Lower Demon Races such as quadrupeds and demon bats cannot appear on the battlefield with the watchers, because these targets can easily become energy consumed by the enemy after they are eliminated.
Therefore, like other races, Demon Race can only take the elite line on the battlefield. Only a humanoid Demon Race, and at least a primary level magician, can be selected as a true warrior to serve the Empire.
The aroma of instant noodles began to diffuse, Hill grabbed the folding handle of the lunch box with one hand, held the lunch box in front of him, picked up a fork with the other hand, and began to stir.
Although many human troops don't feel that instant noodles are delicious food, it is still very popular among Demon Race troops.
There is no way, because a large number of Demon Races were actually very poor during the reign of the source of magic. They preyed on the weak and even devoured their own companions... Well, from this point of view, they are with the guards are the same.
As a Demon Race warrior, Hill actually couldn't figure out what kind of opponent could be so powerful that he could compete with the new source of magic.
Although he had never seen the spectacle of the space fleet, he had really seen with his own eyes how huge the Demon Race army led by General Dolenojie was.
That is really an army covering the heavens, shielding the sun with no end in sight. The soldiers who were densely packed came out of the eyes of magic one by one, until he walked into the distance. On the horizon, looking back, you can still see the army coming out of the magic eye.
There are A-10 attack planes flying in the sky, J-30 fighter jets, Z-30 helicopters, and Y-30 transport planes...
Of course, Controlling can also be seen Swordsman troops of Sword Flight's clothes whiter than snow, and electromagnetic tank troops advancing along the road.
Hill really doesn't believe that there is any opponent who can defeat such a powerful army. You must know that this is a terrifying army that is countless times stronger than the most powerful army of the magic source!
In the trenches, puppet soldiers are carrying boxes of ammunition. Hill, who was already familiar with the supply category, could see that this was a box for grenades and bullets.
In addition to these, there are also wooden boxes dedicated to storing rocket launchers and anti-aircraft missiles in the trenches, and there are more similar heavy weapons in the bunker not far away.
"Test communication! Test communication! The nuclear strike is over, the tactical nuclear strike is over." Halfway through the meal, the company commander's confirmation communication sounded in the headset.
Hill held down the intercom, and while chewing instant noodles amid the zi zi la la's current interference sound, he replied: "I can hear it, but there is strong electromagnetic interference!"
"The nuclear strike has already had an adverse effect. The enemy has approached our position. Be alert! Be alert!" A few seconds later, the company commander's order came again, and the atmosphere on the entire defense line immediately became tense .
"Recall everything in the video, including the appearance of the enemy, the effective area of the attack, the covert action during defense..." The squad leader held the electromagnetic rifle, walked past every soldier, and reminded loudly everyone.
For the Demon Race, this is the first time they've been on the front lines in an integrated form, and their performance is critical to the Demon Race race.
The space fleet under the command of Van Kefael has assembled near Higgs 11. They will cover their compatriots in space and fight the enemy in the Higgs 11 area.
On the ground, Dolenuojie, as an important general of the Demon Race, is dispatching troops to compete with the ground forces of the Guardians who have landed on Higgs 11.
The nuclear strike had started more than an hour ago, but the guards' landing troops did not flinch. On the contrary... they copied and split more troops and launched a fierce attack.
"Hu! Hu! Hu!" Just as Hill licked his lunch box clean and put it in the bag on his back, a 300mm rocket tore on top of his head The sound of the air shook every soldier on the ground.
"The enemy is approaching?" A Demon Race soldier next to Hill asked nervously.
"The electronic map shows that they are approaching the peripheral defense line in front..." Hill looked at the electronic map and replied.
The line they were stationed in wasn't the front line. In front of their line, there were two more Demon Race infantry divisions.
"Om...!" Higher in the sky, a J-30 fighter jet fell to the ground dragging a long black smoke, and the air battle has also kicked off.
Countless white smoke trails and black spots are intertwined in the air. From time to time, you can see a falling aircraft, which explodes and disintegrates in the air and scattered on the distant horizon.
"bang!" The roar of the 155mm heavy artillery reverberated in the sky, the artillery positions joined the ensemble, and the symphony on the battlefield became more noisy.
As time went by, Hill could even feel the ground under his feet trembling slightly. Through the integrated telescope on his visor, he could already see billowing smoke on the far horizon.
The front line doesn't seem to hold for long... Hill in the heart whispered. He is someone who has experienced exercises. Whenever such a situation occurs, it means that the front line of defense has tended to collapse.
Then, he sighed: You must know that the battle strength of the troops stationed in the front line is also very strong. In this case, it only took less than an hour to lose the position, which shows the strength of the enemy.
"Interrupting shot... It seems that the troops in front are about to start retreating." The comrades beside him were discussing the battle situation in the distance.
The whole army of artillery is roaring, firing nonstop in the distance. They are shielding friendly forces from contact with enemy forces, and it seems that the first line of defense is no longer worth holding on.
Plumes of smoke rose from the horizon, a means for retreating troops to obscure the enemy's view.
"The smoke has been released, it seems that they have already begun to retreat." When Hill heard the words from his comrades beside him, he saw a troop come back to him along a depression. in the trenches.
It was the troops stationed on the first line of defense in front. It seemed that their losses were not heavy. The battle just now was just a test of the opponent's attack strength.
However, Hill soon saw the stretcher fixed on the off-road vehicle, as well as some wounded people supporting each other, passing through the trench where he was stationed one after another.
"The enemy is very strong, you have to be careful." A soldier with black bloodstains on the outside of the power mecha on his body, when passing by Hill, opened his mouth and reminded: "Be careful and keep your body as low as possible. ."
"Thank you." Seeing the other party walking towards the back without turning his head, Hill nodded opened the mouth and said thank you.
However, his voice was drowned out by the whistling of cannonballs. The military artillery roared again, the distant part of the Defensive Array that belonged to the Alanhill Empire, and at this moment, Heaven and Earth turning upside down by the shells.
"Phew!" Just as Hill looked at the distant artillery fire and imagined the ferocity of the enemy, a mass of black energy wiped his scalp and crossed the trench where he was. It hit the mound behind him.
"bang!" The mound was blown into the air by the explosion, and countless stones and dust fell down, hitting the steel armor above Hill's head, making a crisp sound.
"Damn..." Hill, who was bending over to hide, finally understood what it meant to be aware of concealment, and he also finally understood what that comrade-in-arms just meant by reminding him to keep his body as low as possible.
He looked out from the gap in the trench and saw the sweepers covering the mountains and plains, like ants, rushing towards him in layers and layers.
"tú tú tug!" He picked up his electromagnetic rifle and started shooting at the enemy. He could clearly see that the enemies who were rushing forward in the distance fell one by one after his gunshots.
He didn't even need to aim precisely because the enemy formation was so dense. After the aiming system on the visor provided an approximate shooting parameter, he pulled the trigger as it should be by rights.
Another magazine was emptied, and the fierce enemies in front of him fell again. However, the distance between the two sides is still narrowing, and the enemy seems to be in front of them.
"bang! bang bang!" In the sky, the cluster bomb Tiannv scattered flowers scattered like raindrops of sub-munitions, and the open area in front of the entire Alanhill Empire's defense line was instantly covered.
Hill felt the wind blowing through the trench where he was, and the billowing smoke enveloped his field of vision. The infrared night vision device automatically activated, and the target in the smoke was clearly visible...
(End of this chapter)