The dense array of flat-firing rectangular artillery spewed brilliant light, and more than a thousand high-speed shells whistled through the sky every second, blasting towards the Imperial Iron Stream.
The whole earth was trembling, and such a dense amount of ammunition had not been used in this universe for about ten years, and it suddenly bloomed in the belly of the planet tonight, which made people shudder.
The heavy armored vehicles that rushed to the front were hit by more than a dozen guns in a row, and exploded with a bang.
The Imperial mecha that was hiding behind the chariot swooped forward like a ghost, but the air in all directions was filled with high-speed rotating armor-piercing shrapnel like a torrential rain, and the mobile Night Wolf mecha could not show its mobile ability at all in front of such a terrifying defensive firepower group, but it only supported for three more seconds before it was crushed into a pool of scrap metal.
In the follow-up bombardment that followed, the Night Wolf Mecha was hit with sparks flying and its limbs shattered.
The empty mounds were filled with sharp terror roars, the Federation's defensive positions were full of firepower, and the night sky was full of fire and smoke, obscuring the sky and the earth, gradually falling on the ruined chariots of the Empire and the corpses of soldiers, but they were shaken by more violent bombardment explosions.
However, in the midst of the smoke, the black hibiscus flag representing the imperial family has been fluttering, although the flag has been dyed a little old, but it is still windy, facing the artillery fire, coldly and silently forward, forward.
Another wave of group armored attacks, the Imperial team did not stop one step, did not stop, completely ignored the chariot mecha that kept turning into smoke and dust, silently bid farewell to the fallen comrades, almost crazy, rushed towards the third defensive position of the Federation The situation on the battlefield is like a white monstrous wave in the deep ink sea, in the windy night, constantly lapping the reef of the coastline, it seems that the reef is extremely solid, but the huge wave has no intention of retreating, regardless of their own broken bones, the back wave follows the front wave, vowing to beat those black reefs into painful powder.
In the 5460 planetary hinterland ring, there are more than a dozen scenes like this.
The seventeen armored regiments of the Maple Forest Brigade of the Imperial Expeditionary Force were like seventeen devils carrying black spears, violently trying to pierce the thickest defensive line of the Federation.
In the large-scale planetary surface war, the seventeen armored regiments seemed to be fighting thousands of miles apart, but in fact, they were faintly related, and the main attack direction of the imperial team, in the seemingly crazy and unreasonable attack, quietly approached in two directions, and the seventeen black spears were about to turn into two giant arrows that could not be resisted.
The federal defense line, which had just stabilized its position, suddenly became shaky in the face of this wave of attacks, and although the air group in the sky did not suffer much damage, it had to take off and land in waves to replenish energy and ammunition.
In the permanent fortifications on the ground, twenty-three percent of the main guns have been scrapped because of overuse, and even the flat-firing group of the huge intensive array artillery has to constantly resist the imperial iron flow, and the overflow value is too serious, and it is about to enter the stage of energy instability, and even the dense array in several positions has begun to alarm The officers of the Federation looked angrily and incredulously at the desperate Imperial Iron Stream on the light screen, and in addition to being shocked, they were also endlessly puzzled, why the Emperor would attack so at any cost, under the blow of the Federation's three-dimensional defense system, they had to pay an extremely tragic price for every step they took But they are still attacking and attacking This kind of frantic attack will inevitably bring serious battle damage, although the federal central computer has not yet made an assessment report on the battle damage in Dili, but based on visual inspection alone, the front-line commander confirmed that in the previous horrific continuous attack, at least one-sixth of the combat strength of the Imperial Maple Forest Wing was lost in an instant.
With the Federation's powerful deep realm defense system and advanced firepower arrangement, according to the current attrition rate of the Maple Forest Wing, even if they are allowed to fight all the way to the headquarters base, they can still survive a few people The target of the Imperial Maple Grove Wing is the Federation Planetary Theater Command.
Shouting long live Your Majesty, he sprinted towards death indifference, and finally kept falling, buried in this distant land that was many light years away from his homeland.
The soldiers of the Empire do not regard stupidity as heroism, but in order to complete His Majesty's mission, in order to carry out the strategic intentions of the headquarters, from the most basic squad to those heavy moon wolf mechs that have traveled through the battlefield and attracted the attention of countless people, no one has taken a step back, or even thought about it for a second longer.
If the four-layer three-dimensional defense system that the federal military has spent many years building is like a huge steel curtain that encompasses everything from the black grassland to the vast sky in the southern hemisphere, the crazy cluster attack of the Imperial Maple Forest Wing at any cost is like two fists, an indestructible artillery fist Looking at the density of artillery fire in the field and the ruthless determination of the Imperial Iron Stream's charge, there is no doubt that the old General Ambri in the northern hemisphere base would rather let these two fists be destroyed than tear a hole in this iron curtain The all-out offensive Maple Grove Wing has been turned into a fist, and the seventeen armored regiments have turned into alloy fists with great strength, smashing fiercely into the Federation's defensive positions, trying to smash the opponent through, but smashing into the opponent's vital point The ten integrated armored regiments were the right fist of the Imperial Maple Grove Wing, and they smashed sharply and wildly into the Federation headquarters in the northeast of the planetary night zone, while the remaining seven regiments attacked to the southwest, encircled and attacked, and smashed the most important quartermaster base in the southern hemisphere with a single fist.
For the federal army, whether it is the headquarters or the quartermaster base, it is the absolute place they must hold, the command is the brain of the army, and the quartermaster base is the heart of the federal army, providing a steady stream of nourishment.
Regardless of the original design of the Federation military, whether Lieutenant General Nelson could see through the military plan of the old general of the Empire, in the face of these two rude, unreasonable, already bloodstained, but still carrying terrifying fists, the Federation must immediately adjust its defensive strategy to block the opponent's continuous attacks.
The warriors of the Federation stepped on the dead bodies of their comrades, stared at countless pairs of crimson eyes, and shouted loudly, finally not allowing the Imperials to break through instantly.
The Iron Curtain in the southern hemisphere, barely held up under the hard resistance of the Union troops.
Near the equator, however, the Iron Curtain has begun to twist and deform, revealing its weakest spots.
At this moment, the integrated all-mechanical automation brigade of the Maple Forest United, which was the last to press onto the battlefield, rushed towards the deformation of the iron curtain and pounced fiercely.
The seventeen armored divisions responsible for the frontal tragic assault were already bloody fists, and this integrated imperial brigade of up to 30,000 people was a wolf's mouth, which had already exposed the wolf teeth of the hideous white blade at this time, and wanted to bite it fiercely.
The direction of the wolf's teeth is the gentle mountainous area between Anqiu Airport and Luoqiu Airport.
The old general Ambri held the teacup, looked at the military report on the electronic map with a calm face, confirmed that the wolf tooth brigade had entered the designated area, took a deep breath, and a trace of bright red with the smell of blood appeared on his slightly tired face.
Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest is left to fate.
The old general leaned slightly, waved his hand and refused to be followed by the officer, walked out of the command hall in silence, took the elevator, and came to the highest point of the circular base, facing the cold wind of the northern hemisphere, looking at the glimmer of the southern hemisphere on the other side of the forest.
The people of the Southern Federation would never have imagined that they would be so crazy, you want to fish, but I will break your fishing rods.
The old general Ambri thought silently, but he knew better that in Xilin's land in this Federation, even if he could achieve some victories tonight, the empire itself would not be able to break through the Evening Scorpion Nebula and the Gary Corridor for a day, and the final way for the expeditionary force to return would only be death.
A few months ago, when the Federation began to increase its troops, the old general guessed what the Federation military, or the Federation military god, was going to do, and the Federation people were ready to start a war, and the first thing was naturally to get rid of these unwelcome guests who came from afar.
The end of the expeditionary force will eventually come, and the reason why it has been able to last for decades is only because the most memorable enemy of the empire has always kept the expeditionary force.
On this point, the old General Ambrey knows even better than the Federal Ministry of Defense.
Away from his homeland for more than ten years, there is no way to come, and he receives His Majesty's chaotic order at this time, so take advantage of the situation to go crazy, at least let the Federation pay a very heavy price.
Yes, tonight's fierce offensive of the Imperial Maple Forest Wing can only be described as crazy, although the bravery of the emperors in the universe is known to everyone, but tonight's war is so tragic, it is still greatly beyond the expectations of the federal military, if the southern hemisphere is a game, then the Imperial Expeditionary Force is using the craziest method, the bloodiest way, forcibly turned this situation into a mess.
The Union military had planned for a long time, but they still suffered an incomparably heavy blow at the beginning of the war, precisely because they could not grasp the vicissitudes of life shared by the supreme commander of this wing and even this expeditionary force in a foreign land.
His Majesty was in turmoil, and the expeditionary force fought wildly, so crazy and terrifying that the federal army in the southern hemisphere was like a lightning strike, looking east and west, and feeling gloomy.
A relieved smile spread across Ambrie's old countenance, and he let go of his fingers and let the teacup that had been with him for so many years fall from the high base wall.
There was no sound of shattering in the night, but he still listened attentively, and it seemed that all he heard was the mournful cries of the young men of the southern hemisphere as they died.
"Like a jade willing to break, but no longer willing to hide in the glacier."
The old general looked south and muttered softly: "I can't take you back to my hometown alive, so go back with your soul and the defeat of the Federation." ” The high-speed fighters in the whole area swept by at low altitude, and the dense shell marks of the machine guns made a terrifying trace of deep gravel ploughed out on the field.
The black X is like a beast in the night, quickly passing through the smoke and dust at an extremely high speed, and the missiles launched by the seven fighters in the low altitude could not hit the strange and trembling body of the mecha at all, but effectively slowed it down.
In a beautiful left-turn evasive action, the black mech dodged a missile, and with a string of afterimages in the field, it galloped towards a mountain range in front of it.
To be continued: