Chapter 1626
My Empire Chapter 1626
2021-10-15
Chapter 1626 1628silver's reward"tú tú tú tú!" The dense sound of machine guns echoed in the ears, and the opened tanks The hatch seems to be in sight.
A soldier devoured by black's energy ball shattered right in front of his eyes, blood splashed all over the place.
"Commander! Side! Side! There's a destroyer! It's turning! Damn it!" The driver shouted eagerly in his ear, and he seemed to feel that the tank under his feet was turning .
"Electrical charging completed! Threat target calculation completed!" Inside the headset, was the cold voice of the computer.
In front of his eyes, the slender, electromagnetic-filled cannon rail on the tank's turret was translating laterally, and then suddenly stopped at a certain position, locking on to a distant target.
"Fire! He's already aimed at us!" Before his shouting ended, the roar of the railgun drowned out everything.
On the opposite side, a black energy group hit, wiped the noise-cancelling headphones on his ears and flew over, knocking off the communication antenna erected on the side of the turret behind him, hitting the enemy on the ground. on a pile of sandbags.
A huge explosion rose behind him, and although half of the hatch was blocking it, he could still feel the sharp hurricane, tearing at his shirt.
"Sam is wounded! Medic! Medic!" He could hear the infantry shouting in the trenches behind him, and in front of him he could see a soldier with a broken arm, who was in the Grabbing his comrade-in-arms, he wanted to drag him to a place with a bunker.
With breathing, he narrowed his eyes and looked towards the distant target. The Destroyer, who had just fired the cannon, was smoking thick at this moment, and a blue flame burst out from its gap.
"Are you sure you have destroyed the target?" Pressing the switch of the intercom, he asked the gunner who was observing the target uncertainly.
The gunner also had no way of confirming whether the Destroyer, which had begun to smoke, had truly lost its battle strength: "I'm not sure! It seems to be still moving... and it seems to be finished!"
"Damn it! Another shot! Fast charging! Another shot!" I don't know if the raging fire distorted the airflow, or if the other party was really still moving, he pressed the intercom nervously. call out.
God knows if the other party will jump up like an undead and give them another shot. At this time, no one can say whether they will die here because of a carelessness.
"Machine guns! Machine gun cover! The sweepers on the flanks rushed through the trenches! Flanks! Flanks!" A commander wearing a powered mecha next to the tank shouted loudly to him leaning out of the tank.
Looking down the commander's hand, he saw hordes of sweepers that had flooded the flanking bunkers.
"Back up! Lost the flank! Turn the turret! Shoot with machine guns!" He issued a series of orders, ignoring the energy of the black flying in front of him, and almost lifted his turret. helmet.
The moment he gave the order, his body began to shake as the tank reversed, and the turret he was on began to rotate with the sound of the motor.
"tú tú tú tú!" At the same time as the turret was rotated, the coaxial machine gun began to fire, and the tracer bullets splashed out one after another, crashing into the army of frontal attacking sweepers.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew, and the sweepers who wanted to rush over were shattered, and were knocked down piece by piece by the bullets of the electromagnetic machine gun.
"Bang!" A smoke bomb was ejected from the outside of the car body and exploded in the midair of the tank up ahead. The air was filled with the smell of choking chemicals. I can no longer see anything in front of me.
"I X!" He suddenly retracted into the tank's turret, and then slammed the hatch above his head hard, while hysterically yelling: "What goddamn bastard fired a smoke bomb!"
"The computer released it automatically, I forgot to turn off the automatic defense system!" The driver replied in frustration.
"I'll be killed by you sooner or later! If this is a close-range defensive bomb, I'll be a sieve now!" He scolded, fiddling with his shoulders and the top of his head. white smoke bomb powder.
But he also knows that complaints are for complaints. If the hatch of the tank is not closed and there is an identification signal of friendly forces around the tank, the computer will not automatically activate the close-in defense ammunition.
Before he could speak any further, the tank he was in was shaken by a violent impact.
"The energy loss of the magic defense barrier is 70%! The armor is 100% complete, and it has not been penetrated!" Inside the headset, the computer's prompt sound came over clearly.
"We lost cover... It's not a good idea to back up!" The gunner switched to the infrared night vision sight, and through the smoke grenade, he saw the distant targets connected together: "How could I Find the Destroyer in this image!"
"We don't shoot back the flanking sweepers! The whole position is over!" He shouted to the commander beside him: "Cover infantry! Front Hand it over to the heading machine gun!"
"tú tú tú tú !" While reversing the car, he controlled the electromagnetic machine gun on the car body to continuously shoot, and the driver was also very busy.
In fact, the most primordial Alanhill imperial electromagnetic tank does not have a heading machine gun on the body. As a result, there are too many sweepers. It has to install a primordial heading machine gun on the subsequent improved models to increase the countermeasures. multi-target capability.
The two machine guns were roaring at the same time, and the densely packed bullets blocked the sweeper's attack. However, this tank in the smoke has also become the focus of the surrounding sweepers to attack.
"Fire! Since you've lost the target that you don't know if it's been destroyed, find another target and fire quickly!" Inside the shaking tank, he felt that all he could count on was the heavy weight in front of him. of armor.
"bang! "I don't know if it was really aimed at the target, the gunner blasted a shell, and the airflow blew more smoke.
"Phew!" The infantrymen following the tank fired a missile. The missile dragged a long tail flame and hit a destroyer tank that had just fired up ahead.
A huge explosion reverberated across the battlefield once again, the missile piercing the Destroyer's shell and detonating the magical energy inside. The sacrificial explosion blew up the Destroyer's turret. It even blew up the Sweepers around this Destroyer.
"I see the Destroyer! There is a Destroyer on the side who wants to cross the trench!" As the turret rotated, the gunner's sight showed the target he was looking for.
The smoke grenade did not cover the side, so the field of vision here was fairly good. The gunner who turned off the night vision device gained more comprehensive battlefield information.
The tracers have also revealed their location, and the Destroyer over there is also turning, ready to give this Alanhill Empire's electromagnetic tank a hard blow from the side.
The gunner nervously looked at the rising energy bar on the side of the box of the aiming device. He was waiting for the electromagnetic gun to be fully charged, so that he could take down the high-threat target in the distance.
Countless spheres of energy slammed into the tank's magical defense barrier, the sweeper's attack, not lethal, but very dense.
These attacks consume the defensive energy of the already few tanks, making people irritable and helpless.
The enemy occupies an absolute numerical advantage. This is something that everyone already knows before the outbreak of the battle, and there is nothing to worry about.
But what makes people vomit is that in the chaos, he looked around the equipment through the commander, and saw a clone grenadier not far away, his arm was torn off by the sweeper, and the blood was four splashing scene.
"bang!" At the moment when the charge was completed, the gunner found an opportunity to open fire. After the Destroyer, he even penetrated another blocked Sweeper, breaking him into two pieces.
"There's one more! There's another Destroyer!" In the earphones, the gunner's voice was excited and nervous, with a hint of fear.
I don't know why, he just heard these complicated emotions - maybe, he is also feeling so complicated now, the impact of the entire battlefield on him.
"What number is this?" The driver's voice came: "Attention, we are going to run over the trenches behind! There are bumps!"
Sure enough, the driver As soon as the sound fell, he felt that his tank was sinking backwards, the front of the car was slightly raised, and then returned to normal.
Less than a second later, he felt the front wheel empty again, the entire front of the tank sank slightly, and then regained its balance.
"bang!" At the moment when the car body just returned to a balanced state, the gunner fired another shot. On a position not far away, a Destroyer was penetrated by this cannon, and then was instantly blown to pieces due to the sacrificial explosion.
Because of the advanced fire control system, the hit rate of the electromagnetic tank is quite high. The starting hit rate is more than 80%, even more how the two sides are now fighting, and it is no problem to say that it is hand-to-hand combat.
The electromagnetic tank and the Destroyer on the position were fighting bloody face-to-face, and the distance between the two sides may have been less than 100 meters.
Even, right next to the wrecked Destroyer, an Alanhill Empire soldier with explosives crashed into the middle of a group of sweepers.
The huge explosion made him feel the earth tremor in the car body. It was not a grenade, it was a blasting explosive used by engineers, and its power was naturally even more terrifying.
There will not be anything left in the place of the explosion except for the big pit, but the big pit with a diameter of ten meters was covered by the sweepers who rushed up in an instant.
"bang!" Just as he watched friendly infantry and dozens of times the enemy perish together, his tank was hit again by the incoming energy group.
"The energy of the magic defense barrier is exhausted! The energy of the magic defense barrier is exhausted! It needs to be recharged..." The computer's prompt sound was repeated over and over in the headset, but at this time no one was in the mood to care about its noise. .
Without the protection of the energy barrier, their tanks couldn't last long, he gritted his teeth and opened the hatch desperately, wanting to immediately find the destroyer who fired at them.
He stuck his body out, and on the battlefield where stray bullets were flying, he seemed to be able to hear his own breathing. He scans the battlefield where smoke is everywhere, stumps and arms are everywhere.
Finally, he found the potential threat, and there were at least three Destroyers over there, aiming and firing at them.
"Ten o'clock! Turn the turret!" he ordered loudly, and then he felt his turret start to turn.
"The attacks are coming too frequently, the threat computer can no longer judge the ballistics of the incoming attacks! This thing is almost scrapped!" The gunner shouted loudly as he prepared to take aim.
Although the equipped weapons are optimized as much as possible, in complex battlefields, there are still many equipment problems. There is no way around this, equipment is just equipment after all.
"bang!" Seeing that, those destroyers seized the opportunity and fired at the tank where he was, and was reversing the electromagnetic tank, and was instantly hit by two shells.
The two shells smashed into the front armor of the car body. The violent explosion made him fall into the car, and he couldn't find East, South, West, North for a while.
"The sensor is damaged! The sensor is damaged! I can't identify the degree of loss of the front armor of the car body! I can't..." Inside the headset, the sound of the mechanical computer made him extremely annoyed.
"bang!" The gunner fired a shell, not knowing whether it hit the target or not. He struggled inside the car to climb out again, but he felt his tank once again got hit.
"Ah! My leg! Something hit my leg!" The gunner's scream almost made his eardrums ripped off.
"My shoulder, damn it... not my shoulder... my arm is gone!" The pilot's voice was low but despairing.
"Damn it!" He took control of the gunner, adjusted the turret slightly, and pressed the trigger to fire. His tank swayed slightly again, and amid the splashing fire stars, he looked around the scope through his commander and saw the image of the Destroyer exploding.
"Medic! Medic!" He heard his own cry and wanted to open his mouth, but found that everything in front of him had become illusory.
My thoughts were pulled back to reality by the solemn music. The young man in neat military uniform with the Higgs No. 3 Heroic Combat Medal on his chest put down the wine glass in his hand.
This fine wine is so much like the blood flowing on the battlefield, it is viscous and has a despairing smell.
It seems...there is only the fragrance of wine, only the faint smell of perfume, and only the melodious melody of the cello.
No gunshots, no screams, no explosions, no last words of despair.
He stepped onto the podium and stood with other soldiers in uniforms, raising his chest to welcome the warm applause of reporters and celebrities.
"Lieutenant Rucker, Commander of Tank No. 113 of the 502nd Independent Tank Battalion, for his outstanding performance in the defense of the Higgs No. 3 planetary surface and No. 3321 highland defense, he was awarded the Imperial Silver Eagle Medal!" One The famous major solemnly took out a dazzling medal from the brocade box and handed it to the general in charge of the award.
The major general with bright epaulettes hung the medal on the chest of the youngster walking on the podium with his own hands, and returned the military salute with a smile: "Congratulations! Youngster!"
Already Ruke raised his chin and responded loudly: "Long live the Empire!"
The major general put down his salute arm and shook hands with him on the way: "Thank you for your heroic fight for the Empire! "
"Long live my emperor!" Feeling the flash of densely packed, Liu Ke replied solemnly with tight muscles. These flashing lights made him seem to see countless artillery fire swaying in front of him, making him nervous.
(end of this chapter)