Only a few minutes had passed since the crossroads blocking battle.
Our army's casualties increased exponentially.
At the rear of the position, a large number of troops who had retreated from various lines of defense were assembled as reserves.
The battle was unprecedentedly fierce, with the enemy and ourselves engaged in a tug-of-war on the front line of the power grid.
The vine net was blocked by fierce artillery fire at close range, and the living dead trees at the front were resurrected, and attacks from thousands of roots continued.
The officers and soldiers on the front line fought bloody battles, and the supply team behind them kept delivering ammunition.
The team members were all workers who had worked in the City of Steam.
Their ears were permanently shifted, but they were not affected by the sound of artillery.
The officers and soldiers of the reserve team who stood solemnly in the dark watched their comrades go up row after row, and groups were swept away by the unpreventable roots.
The lucky ones died under the sniper's gun, and the unlucky ones fell into the vine net and were killed.
Split into pieces.
Everyone's blood is racing, they hold the steel gun in their hands tightly, and they want to rush forward immediately to avenge their comrades.
At this critical moment for the human species, no one knows who I am.
There is only one belief: fight for humanity and fight for the future.
The Guards at the forefront, relying on the strength of the exoskeleton armor and the sharpness of the sword and umbrella array, suffered the least losses.
However, it is not easy to train mecha soldiers.
Every time one of them is killed in battle, it is an irreparable loss.
The eyes of the Guards commander were red, and his head and body were covered with the blood of his comrades.
He could only turn a blind eye and led his men to firmly hold the throat of the cross.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the vine net on the opposite side.
It let out a roar like wind blowing through the woods.
Countless roots swelled together, and a torrential rain shot out like pear blossoms.
With such a density, even the barrage constructed with the most intense firepower will be penetrated.
Has the enemy launched a general attack?
All the officers and soldiers on the position regarded death as if they were home, and just fired desperately, trying to exchange their precious lives for more precious time.
"That's enough."
In the wartime headquarters, the Berlin Consul could no longer hold on and ordered in a hissing voice, "Ivan, I order you to activate the frozen defense line immediately."
"Sir, wait and see."
Iris suddenly took the old man's arm.
On the huge electronic screen, I saw the enemy's unprecedented root offensive, passing through the dense firepower network, and just reaching the sky above the Guards, it suddenly exploded into pieces and turned into a piece of brown dust, scattering in all directions.
The front end of the turbulent vine net, which had been declining under the continuous bombardment of artillery fire without taking even half a step back, seemed to have a chain reaction at this time, bursting out clouds of brown smoke, constantly collapsing backwards, and completely retreating.
Hundreds of meters "If it was the Führer who did it, it must be the Führer's doing."
The Berlin consul's hands trembled with excitement, and the wartime headquarters burst into cheers.
"Aow!"
In the central area, childish wolf howls sounded one after another.
Children always react the fastest.
"A miracle has come again."
Many old people and women shed uncontrollable tears.
The officers and soldiers at the crossroads had no time to celebrate, because before the smoke cleared, the enemy came back again.
Having regained a firepower extension area of hundreds of meters, the artillerymen showed off their might.
Countless shells dragged long tongues of flame and shot away, causing the vine net to sway in the firelight like a demon of fire.
The infantry received a brief respite to reorganize their formation and replenish their troops.
It took the enemy more than three minutes to fight back to the front line of the power grid.
Our army once again opened up full firepower and faced off against the thousands of roots coming through the air.
Before the vine net could show off its ferocious power, it started to stir again, roaring like the wind, and its roots swelled.
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At this time, the frontline officers and soldiers were mentally prepared.
While firing, they looked above the Guards.
The scene just now was performed as scheduled, with the teeth and claws of the roots self-destructing, and the front end of the vine net collapsing in series.
However, the distance the enemy retreated this time was not as far as before, about sixty or seventy meters.
In a house behind the position, Xiao Ming looked ferocious and his whole body was shaking.
Behind him, several soldiers from the guard camp were spitting blood and collapsed on the ground.
The rest of the girls and boys were pale and struggling to hold on: