The Emperor’s Angel of Death

On the third day of the exercise, 9:45 in the morning

Terlockis plain

His name is Lucian Silos, and he belongs to the Fourth Armored Regiment of the Astral Knights Auxiliary Army, and is also the spearhead of the battle group's ground auxiliary army.

But today is different, today he will play the defender.

This made him feel uneasy, but he was powerless, because the command came directly from the battle group commander.

If there is something embedded in his body from the first training days, it is that there is only one-no matter what happens, resolutely obey orders.

The intermittent firelight illuminates the mountains beyond the plain, emitting a harsh, pale light.

The bright flame streamers are like teardrops of fluorescent powder, leaving burn marks in the night sky.

The process of retreating from the fort was long and arduous, and the attackers' relentless and tenacious pursuit made it even worse.

The warriors who play the enemy are like piranhas following the **** smell in the water, never giving up, never letting go, and never stop attacking at the beginning of the battle.

More important is the number. As defenders, they must face ten times the number of enemies.

This is the purpose of this exercise.

He doesn't know how the war is progressing in the rest of the region. All he knows is the dynamics of the surrounding wars. It may be a simulation, or it may also be an exercise by a certain unit.

But in any case, they seemed helpless.

In the previous day's exercise, Fort No. 11 persisted until the last person was judged to fall, long enough for most of them to escape and retreat to a defensive circle prepared in advance by the aircraft servants, bunker, and artillery positions.

Lucian jumped up and picked up his pistol from the rock beside him.

He ran through the ready checkpoint and quickly and safely arrived at his command post. In the process, he was always conceiving a new defense strategy.

The Plain of Terlockis is generally insecure, except for the Talis hills where they are located as a position with a geographical advantage.

The hills of Talis winds through this barren plain like a curved spine. Each vertebra has a curved mound, and each crack has a series of corrugated valleys. They canine teeth with each other. Form a hidden valley.

This is a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Every idea of ​​invasion depends on the high barriers and the connected fortresses.

But those ideas never considered enemies with absolute superiority in numbers.

Under his feet is a sloping wall made of compacted gravel and rapidly solidified rock concrete, sealing the valley with a series of strong forts and fortresses.

Lucian is no stranger to the speed and completeness of mechanical sculptures, but the scene in front of him is still unbelievable.

The valley became wider and deeper, and its two wings were blasted, dug, drilled, and dug out, forming a series of criss-crossing earthworks.

Less than half a day ago, his tank battalion was transferred from here. At that time, the ground in the valley was still flat and empty, and the rocks were stained dark green by the stubborn lichen.

Now everything is gone; the valley is now like a quarry that has been mined for decades. The engineers have wonderfully built fortresses with existing materials and deployed heavy firepower to occupy the trenches that did not exist ten hours ago. .

This seems to be able to block most of the enemies.

But Lucian knew this was far from enough.

The enemy not only has a quantitative advantage, but the firepower standard given by the exercise department is also scary. The opponent’s heavy artillery is almost as many as their machine guns!

In the first day of defense, he had nearly three companies wiped out by artillery fire.

If it weren't for his cautious character, and always squeezed the armored battalion on his hand, he would not move, otherwise the armored battalion would probably have entered.

But even so, he paid a huge price to withdraw from the front line.

This is a difficult retreat, and the enemy's frontier forces are pressing on them every step of the way.

Lucian was unwilling to let the enemy keep the initiative, but the absolute power of the enemy forced him to do so.

The infantrymen who were still on the exercise table got a temporary respite, rested behind the high wall, and Lucian passed directly between them.

When he walked through the battlefield and came under a shadow, his anxiety was relieved again.

They are his magic weapon for victory and his last resort to turn the tide of the battle.

The huge metal body was gray-brown, with a huge main gun and various secondary weapons mounted on it, and its side was decorated with the Imperial Sky Eagle emblem and printed with the emblem of the Astral Knights.

An entire battalion of Makado heavy tanks were deployed behind the defensive wall.

As part of the exercise, a series of battle rules and orders were issued from a remote battle group command, setting strict guidelines for each company's actions throughout the battlefield.

But Lucian, as the highest commander on the battlefield, still has sufficient command flexibility.

Suddenly, he saw Captain Kent Ruspel standing on the steps, listening to the reconnaissance report of the scouts-there are some light armored vehicles in the armored battalion. These vehicles usually accompany the tank operations and are generally under the command of the tank commander.

"Are there any signs, Captain."

Lucian walked over.

Kent immediately turned around and punched himself in the chest with his fist-this is the salute inside the battle group ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ They have a lot of activities around the defense line, but there is no sign that they intend to attack immediately. "

As he said, Kent's hand was sticking straight beside him, as if standing on the parade instead of on the battlefield.

"Captain, you don't need to be so formal."

Ken nodded and changed to a more relaxed posture.

"You can see that you are eager to fight now."

As Lucian said, he wiped the rough dust of the mountain from the silver gray surface of his breastplate.

"Yes, sir."

Kent replied, staring at a spot on his right shoulder.

"We were born to attack."

"You're right, Captain, it would be nice if there was someone like you on the side of the battle group commander."

"I mean it, sir."

"me too."

As Lu Xian answered, he climbed the steps guarding the wall and stared down the mountain.

Kent followed him faithfully, standing beside him, ready to carry out any orders he gave.

Although they can't be seen, Lucian knows that the enemy's large forces are exploring the hills and looking for weaknesses in the line of defense.

However, after several days of observation, he noticed that although these enemies have certain tactics, they are more often executed very recklessly. The reconnaissance is only limited to the discovery of heavy firepower points, and there will be a very slow process before passing. .

In the offensive process, it will become quite chaotic again, the infantry coordination is extremely poor, and it is often judged that it has caused serious artillery injuries to its own side, and the vehicles are often mixed in the infantry group to move.

All these characteristics add up, it is hard not to remind him of a kind of alien——

Green leather.

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