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March quickly, attack, break through, and march again.
?Longxing will be in full swing all the way.
The Northern Alliance is obviously making its last struggle.
The troops that can be gathered to stop them have all been gathered.
? From the electronic sand table, with the vanguard of the Longxing Society as the center, the entire enemy and friend icon is like a radial galaxy. The further outward, the fewer icons, and the further inward, the more concentrated the icons.
One after another, North Alliance troops appeared on the route of the Longxinghui.
Whether it is infantry or armored units, they fight almost as soon as they come into contact, desperately trying to hold back the progress of Longxinghui. Those temporary and crude blocking positions are not considered positions at all. They just occupied some better terrain around them and put on a show to delay the time.
Cheng Zhixuan and Cage didn't pay attention to such a blockade at all.
?Guided by the Chakna Armored Forces Training Specifications, the Longxinghui Armored Regiment has undergone years of training. It only takes a few charges like actual combat training to take it down.
All the way invincible, the soldiers' spirits are getting higher and higher. Some people have already shouted the slogan of sweeping across Mars and completely annihilating the North Alliance. The team was moving faster and faster, and the beams of light from the mecha spotlights flickered, making this mighty iron flow seem unstoppable, and also made Cheng Zhixuan and Iron Armor Master Cage feel very relaxed.
The two even played chess while drinking tea. At the same time, he was still guessing in his mind the current situation of the fat man who dared to go deep into the enemy's lair with nine people.
Until, they bumped into the defense line deployed along the inland river by the 3rd Infantry Division of the Northern Alliance.
This time, the two remaining infantry regiments of the Northern Alliance's Third Mechanized Infantry Division, which had no way out, directly blew up the only communication bridge on this route. And relying on the city on the west bank of the inland river, a solid line of defense was built between the ruins and the buildings. Soldiers on the surrounding defense lines, mechas and self-propelled artillery, they collected everything they could collect. Be determined, Longxing will block the east of the Neihe River!
Detours are impossible. Almost as soon as they arrived at the inland river, the first regiment of the Iron Armored Division of the Longxing Society launched artillery fire to the other side of the river.
Until they were convinced that the opponent had lost the courage to resist under the fierce artillery fire, they dispatched the armored engineer battalion and began to build bridges for the mechs to pass through!
Until the bridge was half built, the North Alliance Third Mechanized Infantry Division, which had been passively beaten, finally started to fight back.
The distance between the two sides is only more than ten kilometers, and there are tall buildings overlooking the distance. You don't need Skynet to guide you to shoot Zhuyuan, and you can point to where to hit. For a while, the long-range bombardment was extremely lively. Often, one of the opponent's artillery positions had just been destroyed, and before they had time to move, they were covered by the opponent's artillery fire.
Although the infantry divisions of the Northern Alliance were at a disadvantage in this regard, they still managed to destroy the bridges they had built and destroyed many operational mechs of the engineering battalion. Longxing will try its best to suppress them with firepower, but they can't stop them.
This setback delayed the progress of the Longxing Club a lot, and also made Cage very annoyed. After refusing the request of the bandit mech squad to participate in the attack, he went to the front line to direct the battle in person.
The second build is faster than the first failure.
In order to suppress the vitality of the opponent, Cage arranged the two armored regiments to carry out unlimited fire suppression. He swore that he would smash every mecha and self-propelled artillery on the other side of the river into scrap metal. The engineering battalions of the two regiments started to build bridges at the same time at the upstream and downstream five kilometers apart during this almost extravagant artillery suppression.
However, the commander of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Division taught Cage, who had been out of battle for a long time, a profound lesson. Two precise and ferocious artillery strikes interrupted their work directly when the engineer battalion was building an approach bridge. This made Cage understand that in the huge urban area on the west bank of the inland river, within a radius of nearly 30 kilometers, it is impossible to determine where the opponent's hidden long-range artillery troops are.
However, the Longxing Club can only be restricted to this river. The bridge, of course, was built because of this river. The other party only needs to understand this and monitor it on the west bank of the river.
Standing in the temporary observation post, looking at the twisted broken bridge on the river and the enemy's fortifications on the other side, Cage went crazy with anger. If it is in Chakna, there are fighter planes, Skynet system, and three-dimensional strike system, he has ten thousand ways to break through this damn inland river, but now, he can only stand there and pull himself out one by one. beard!
"Lieutenant Colonel Cage!" A staff officer took off his earphones: "The bandit army team requested to launch an attack. They said that if you don't agree, they will act on their own."
&nbNorthern alliance mechas rushed to the ground in groups. Their energy cannons are firing desperately.
In the red and white firepower net, there are bandit soldiers who have followed one after another. In the muddy trench, their faces were so dirty that they couldn't see clearly. All they could see were figures firing at close range or flying desperately in front of the mechs. And the hardest thing to forget is their pair of bloodshot but bright eyes!
"kill!"
Weatherill, whose eyes were already red, let out a crazy roar from his fiery throat.
Dozens of scarred black mechs, led by him, stood in front of the North Alliance's steel torrent. Crossing lunges, side legs, stepping back and kicking sideways, backhand slashing, stepping up and punching All the movements are brought together, which is the most firm word in the world-death fight and never retreat!
Wave after wave of attacks dissipated like waves hitting a rock. One after another, the Beimeng mecha fell to the ground in an unbelievable posture. Until they died, these North Alliance fighters didn't understand how the shaky bandit army mechas in front of them knocked them down. They couldn't even stand still!
Can you defy the sky with just a passion for it? !
A [Battle Sword] whose drive system was damaged rolls on the ground and hugs the Beimeng Mecha beside it. After a brief entanglement of silk light, the energy muzzle bursts into a ball of dazzling white light. The white light suddenly spread between the two mechas, swept across the position, and after swallowing the two North Alliance mechas at close range, it disappeared in the morning light.
The light dissipated, and the flames of the explosion rolled into the void. A North Alliance mecha saw the gap, and he rushed over quickly. However, when the height of the position fell below his realization, what he saw was another rickety bandit mecha.
Wetherill's fingers are already cramping. The piercing pain made him unbearable. Blood flowed down from his forehead. It was the wound from the cockpit cover that had just been smashed and escaped from death.
He no longer has any thoughts, his mind is blank, and all the fights are done subconsciously. He didn't know how long he could last. Perhaps, in the next second, he would be killed in this dazed state.
Pulling the bloody mechanical arm out of the chest of a North Alliance mecha, Wetherill worked hard to maintain the balance of the mecha. He looked up at the time on the console One hour and forty-five minutes had passed since Markovich gave the order.
There is no reason, no reason.
With the strength of a company, in front of dozens of times the enemy, persist for two hours! If you can do it, you have to do it if you can't!
With a grinning grin, Wetherill pushed the joystick and rushed towards the North Alliance mech in front of him.
Fifteen minutes to go!
However, before Weatherill could pounce in front of the opponent, the North Alliance mecha turned around and quickly left the position. Wetherill's hand trembled, and the unbalanced mech suddenly fell to its knees.
In the sight blurred by blood, the northern alliance mechs that had almost broken through the position receded like a tide.
what happened?
On the huge battlefield, there were only less than two companies of infantry left, and the remaining forty or so mechs of the second battalion and third company stood blankly on the muddy terrain, looking around blankly.
One minute, two minutes Ten minutes passed, and behind him, a loud bugle sounded.
In the golden light of the morning sun, the soldiers burst into tears and laughed loudly!
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