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In the valley five kilometers south of Songlinyu, tanks passed through the gate one after another, and, surrounded by predatory infantry, rushed towards the southern front.

According to Dillon's operational plan, they would take advantage of the rain to storm the new alliance's defenses.

The aircraft of the New Alliance would have risked their lives to attack their armored groups, but with the disturbance of the torrential rain, that point of aircraft was not enough.

Quadruple anti-aircraft guns have been aimed at the sky, whether it is 7mm or 12mm.

Opening the hatch, Baglo leaned halfway out of the tank's turret, and the gunner sitting at his feet immediately complained.

"Hey, you got the rain in!"

"This water is fine..."

Ignoring the guy, Bagello raised his telescope and glanced at the southern sky, with a few ravines forming on his brows. .

"I always don't feel right."

Too bright in the distance.

Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, he always felt that it was different from the usual rain.

"What could be wrong?" the pilot said with a smile. "We just run over their trenches and they'll run away like cockroaches in the sewers."

"It would be nice if it were that simple." Bagropi snorted without a smile, and got back into the tank.

On second thought it seems to be the case.

What if the other party played some tricks?

In front of the tank's tracks, any intrigue is a joke.

Bagello took down the walkie-talkie attached to the inside of the turret and called out to the other tanks in the formation.

"Speed ​​up!"

"We're going to cover our infantry on their high ground before the storm is over!"

Tanks of the Tooth clan are usually commanded by a regiment's tanker, with trained marauders as the driver, gunner, and loader.

Of course, not every tank is like this.

The 27 tanks were divided into 5 echelons and advanced in an arrow formation.

In the gap between the arrows, in addition to being equipped with quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft trucks, an oversized 100-person team is also followed.

There were seven tanks in the tank formation led by Bagello, who served as the vanguard of the attack. And the centurion who was following behind them at the moment was led by a predator named Wabu as the centurion.

This Awakened with barbarian blood was once a bounty hunter, active in the Bugra Free State known as "Sin City". Thirsty for blood and loot, he volunteered to join the Bonechew tribe's banner.

And so did most of his subordinates.

They are fiercer and crueler than the average predator. Some of them used to be gladiators in the ring, some used to be the private soldiers of the slave owners, and even the guards of the caravan. Although the reasons for joining the Ya clan vary, their desire for the most primitive wealth is the same.

Falling into their hands as captives is no better than falling into the hands of other marauders. Even the tribesmen of the Bone-chewing tribe learned many tricks of abusing their captives from these foreigners.

Singing the battle song, Wabu led his troops forward in the rain.

However, at this moment, there was a sound from Duang next to him, splashing muddy water several meters high, startling the people who were on the move, and they all fell to the side.

The singing stopped abruptly.

However, the expected explosion did not happen.

Wabu got up from the ground angrily, wiped the mud from his face, strode towards the mud pit that was smashed by something, and grabbed a person.

"What just happened?!"

The grabbed predator said nervously.

"Yes, something fell from the sky."

"Nonsense, I'm not blind, I'm asking you what the thing that fell just now!" Wabu pushed the man with a big hand, pushing the man to a stagger, then extended his thick finger and pointed to the mud pit, "A Go and have a look, daddy."

What good things could fall from the sky?

He didn't dare to look over there.

If it blows up just after walking past, it will be called blood mold for eight lifetimes.

"Yes Yes!"

Although the looter was afraid, he didn't dare to resist, and trotted closer to the mud pit, only to see a steel pipe that was smashed and deformed—or something similar.

Out of curiosity, he squatted on the ground, reached out and touched it, but quickly pulled his hand back like an electric shock.

"hiss-"

So icy!

He almost froze a layer of skin off his fingers!

Wabu yelled in a gruff voice.

"What it is?"

"I don't know, it's just an iron jar, it's about this big, and it's empty inside..." The looter got up and replied, and made a rough shape with his hand.

Although Wabu didn't read it too clearly, he was still a little relieved.

Just now he thought it was a bomb dropped by the New Alliance plane, but now it seems that it should not be.

Think about it too, where did the plane come from this day?

Drop bombs on clouds?

It's a coincidence that you can hit someone!

Wabu raised his voice, beckoning the loose team to regroup.

"Maybe it's a misfired rocket, no matter what it is, leave it alone, stick a branch next to it to remind the people behind to stay away, let's move on! Set out for victory!"

…

above the clouds.

An H-1 "Dragonfly" general-purpose aircraft was dragging a fairy-like white mist, soaring above the milky white clouds.

Looking closely, a layer of hoarfrost has condensed on the tail of the plane.

Standing at the open rear hatch, Brother Toilet Cable, wearing a heavy padded jacket with a rope tied behind his back, was reaching out to hold an aluminum alloy ammo rack fixed on the cabin rail.

This thing was originally used to hold 37mm shells, but now it was stuffed with high-pressure steel cylinders that were one meter long.

These high-pressure steel cylinders are fixed with iron wires, the bottle openings are open, and the white solid-liquid mixture is continuously pouring out of the cabin.

In human words, it is dry ice!

And that's where those white mists come from!

In fact, the production of dry ice is actually very simple. The carbon dioxide or air in container A is liquefied by pressurization, and then decompressed after cooling, so that it quickly absorbs a large amount of heat, which causes the carbon dioxide in container B to rapidly condense into a snowflake-like solid.

The whole process does not involve any chemical reaction, it is a purely physical process. Generally speaking, dry ice can be produced if conditions permit the manufacture of high-pressure cylinders.

Not sure if the specific demand for dry ice from artificial rainfall was 10kg or 100kg, so they simply carried three times the recommended limit - that is, 300kg - and flew around the entire airspace several times. .

"Get it done... It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen."

After the last bit of dry ice was poured out, Brother Toilet Suo turned the winch hard, closed the hatch, took off his gloves with a long breath, and stuffed them into his pocket.

Brother Levine stepped forward to check the ammo rack, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Why is one missing?"

Brother Toilet Suo, who was resting, raised his head.

"A what?"

"Gan! What else could it be, a high-pressure steel cylinder!"

Brother Toilet Suo was stunned.

"what?"

"Ah, how big you are!" Levin couldn't help but squirt, "Didn't I tell you? Keep an eye on it and don't fall, why did it still fall."

Brother Toilet Suo rolled his eyes: "I can't see it, it was so foggy just now! And didn't you tie the high-pressure steel cylinder?"

Brother Levine said with a sad face.

"What's the matter, in case it is picked up by the opposite side."

Brother Toilet Suo comforted him and said.

"Don't worry! Anyway, the dry ice inside is gone, even if it is picked up, the opposite side may not be able to see what it is."

That seems to be okay.

Brother Levine felt a little relieved.

At this time, the unprofessional anti-man sitting in the cockpit shouted.

"What are you arguing about? Have you finished the dry ice? Do you still need to go for a lap?"

Back in the seat and sat down, Brother Levine fastened his seat belt and shouted.

"It's over, let's go back."

"Oak."

The fuselage is tilted to one side.

The H-1 Dragonfly turned the nose and began to return.

For this "rainstorm plan", the new alliance combat command has formulated two sets of plans, one plan is to use rockets to hit silver iodide, and the other plan is to spray dry ice with aircraft.

If it doesn't work-

That doesn't work.

There is nothing in this world that will absolutely happen, and nothing that will never happen.

Maybe this large cloud of dark clouds didn't move at all, maybe this heavy rain fell in awe, but it was lonely, maybe the other party was not waiting for the sky to change at all... These are not impossible.

All plans are based on speculation based on limited intelligence.

Chu Guang was not 100% sure. After seeing the rainstorm, the other party chose to "Allin" all the chips in immediately.

However, judging from the low-altitude aerial photography of the drone, Chu Guang knew that he had made the right bet.

Twenty-seven Conqueror 10 tanks burst out of the blast hole, followed by fifty converted anti-aircraft trucks.

The 100mm artillery deployed in the rear launched a salvo on the positions of the new alliance, pouring hundreds of shells in just a few minutes.

It seems to be retaliating against the previous rocket coverage, but in fact it is covering the advance of the large troops.

The Ya clan chose to overwhelm all their belongings.

And the new alliance has already made preparations.

The players squatting on the front line are gearing up and waiting!

…

Inside the bomb hole.

Hearing the deafening sound of explosions outside, the debtor who was squatting by the wall couldn't help but stunned.

"Mom... When did these bandits become so rich."

In the past, the artillery bombardment of the Ya clan stopped after two or three rounds.

Unlike this time, round after round, after ten minutes of fighting, they did not see any intention of ceasefire.

Due to the rain, some water was poured into the anti-gun hole, but fortunately, the players had taken into account the influence of the weather before, and dug drainage ditches in the trenches and anti-gun holes in advance, although some of the rainstorm had Urgent, but the impact is not very big.

Lying next to the observation port of the anti-gun hole, holding the edge of the sight glass and paddling into the water, he suddenly said excitedly.

"An enemy tank appeared on the opposite hill! There are seven in total!"

coming!

Those predators really couldn't sit still!

"Seven? Isn't it twenty-seven?" The construction site boy and Brick, holding the rifle, counted with their fingers.

The debtor who was sitting beside him rolled his eyes.

"You are stupid. Twenty-seven is the sum of all the tanks. The opposite side is not stupid. How could they crowd all the tanks and send them to us? Not to mention the traffic jam, the infantry behind can't keep up. "

The construction site boy and Brick suddenly nodded.

"Makes sense!"

Debt Big Eye has put on the headset connected to the neural connection device and is eager to try it.

"Do you want to release the drone?"

The edge paddled in a low voice.

"Don't worry! Wait until all the tanks on the opposite side are in range before fighting! Let's try to annihilate them once and not give them a chance to retreat!"

Debt Big Eyes excitedly said: "Okay!"

The Death Corps is stationed on the high ground on the south side of Songlinyu.

After nearly a month of continuous fighting, the level of the Death Corps has been raised to LV21, and the upper limit has also been raised to 300.

The upgrade of the corps level is much easier than the upgrade of the character sequence level, especially now is the wartime state, which is the time to accumulate merits.

As the first direction to the north of Qingshi County, the southern highland of Songlinyu is the best place to block the enemy's armored forces.

The command issued the order to destroy the enemy tanks at all costs and prevent the raiders of the Tooth clan from rushing to the high ground.

The idea of ​​edge paddles is more radical.

He not only needs to block the rampaging iron coffins here, but also let the predators who charge with the tanks stay here!

Turn on the VM, paddle the edge to place support fire coordinates on the map, press the communication button and shout.

"...Here is the Death Corps, call for artillery support, coordinate in the central area of ​​Songlinyu, and cover five rounds of shooting!"

A calm voice came from the communication channel.

"The command received, the shelling order has been conveyed."

Communication ends.

The artillery fire gradually ceased.

The opponent's tank troops have advanced to the engagement range.

The edge of the water switched the communication channel to the team voice, and looked back at his comrades.

"Attention everyone, immediately rush to the combat position with your machine guns and anti-tank weapons!"

"The enemy's tanks are close at hand, but victory will be ours!"

"Let the forest at the foot of our mountain be their grave!"

He was answered by a cry of neatness and non-uniformity.

"receive!"

"Fuck him!"

"Ouch!"

At the same time, at the airport in the north of Dawn City, the alarm bell rang loudly.

"Boarding—!"

Following Mosquito's order, the small players of the Goblin Corps flight group ran and boarded their cars.

A total of 50 W-2 ground attack aircraft rolled out of the hangar onto the runway one after another.

The tall and straight 10mm cannon and the iconic 100kg bomb, even the heavy rain couldn't hide the cold light.

Mosquito sitting on the plane put on a pilot's cap, and while checking the weapon system and instruments, he couldn't help but glanced at the big guy who was parked not far away.

H-1, three-engine propeller aircraft, the latest product of Plant 81.

I heard that the dog thing next door also specially named it "Dragonfly", so I don't even need to think that it is connoting myself.

But there is one thing to say, compared with the 20-meter-long fuselage, the small plane under his crotch really looks like a fly.

But mosquitoes are not envious.

How big is it?

This thing flying in the sky is a coffin board.

Air combat, fast is king!

"Hehe, wait!"

Mosquitoes have already figured it out.

When his W-3 is made, it will be called Frog!

Content me?

pattern!

At this moment, the entire team's voice channel was full of noise.

"Coach! Are you sure it's broken - I mean can this plane really fly in the rain?" Luo Yu, who was sitting in the cockpit, shouted nervously.

"No problem! I made it waterproof!" Mosquito replied casually.

"Yes, but if the bullet hits the battery..."

Hearing this stupid question, Mosquito laughed.

"Be confident, even if it's a sunny day, you'll get a dead end if your battery is hit by a shuttle."

Luo Yu: "Come on!"

The teammates' channel voices were locked, and the chattering stopped abruptly.

Mosquito cleared his throat and shouted in his drake-like voice.

"Don't think too much, follow Lao Tzu to step on the switch to the end, and you're done! Ollie!"

The propeller shattered the tiny raindrops.

Mosquito, who pressed the switch to the bottom, clenched the joystick and pulled up the nose at the moment when the speed reached the threshold.

One after another W-2 ground attack aircraft took off and galloped over Songlinyu, which is due north.

Entering the predetermined height, Mosquito connected to the friendly channel through the VM.

"... Mosquitoes here! We're on our way! How's the situation on the front lines?"

There was a commotion in the communication channel.

Every now and then there was the roar of an explosion.

Hearing the chaotic sound, the mosquito couldn't help but smashed his tongue.

good guy.

This is already playing!

After a chaotic sound, the voice of the edge brother soon came from the opposite side.

"...Here is the Corps of Death! The enemy tanks have entered the engagement range and they are firing on us! Damn, how long do you have?!"

"It's coming soon!"

"Give me a specific time!" The edge rowed and roared.

"Twenty minutes! We're moving at full speed!" After stepping on the switch, Mosquito yelled, "Hold on!"

…

The position on the south side of Songlinyu.

The tanks below the heights raised their muzzles, and the 100mm main guns continued to bombard the heights, suppressing the firepower on the heights.

The armored spearheads of the Tooth Clan have all entered the battlefield.

The first echelon chose to attack the front of the position, and the second and third echelons spread out to both sides, preparing to attack from three directions at the same time.

The shelling of the New Alliance also reached the battlefield at the same time.

The 100mm grenade fell from the sky, setting off billowing dust in the forest, causing a lot of casualties to the predators advancing with the tanks.

However, these shells are still too weak for Conqueror 10, and the fragments and shock waves of the explosion will at most scratch the armor.

Although the anti-tank refusal of horses distributed on the edge of the forest limited the route of the tanks, it was obviously not enough to completely block heavy tanks like the Conqueror 10 right next to these fortifications.

However, the players stationed here have prepared other surprises for these tanks...

A tank drove along the edge of the forest, covering a ten-man raider, and circled to the left of the new Alliance position.

As the vanguard of the attack, they would be the first to rush to the high ground, occupying the trenches dug by the New Alliance on the high ground.

However, at this moment, on the muddy ground not far from the tank, a wooden board covered with turf was suddenly lifted, and a man covered in muddy water jumped out.

A ring of explosives was wrapped around his waist, and his body was covered in mud, like a ghost in a swamp. The surrounding looters were stunned, completely unaware of what was going on.

The first to react was the ten commander who led the team, and he quickly raised the submachine gun in his hand.

But by the time he pulled the trigger, it was too late.

I saw the man looking at the tank, as if he had seen a treasure, he pulled out the fuse of the explosive, and rushed towards the tank's crawler recklessly.

The mouth with the muddy water did not forget to shout excitedly.

"The mother pinches the cow—!"

boom-!

The explosion of fire soared into the sky!

Unprepared, the ten-man team following the tank collapsed like a piece of wheat in an instant, causing heavy casualties!

And the tank that served as a bunker was also covered in swirling minced meat and gunpowder slag.

With the creaking sound, the right crawler rolled off the road wheel, and the traveling tank slanted, and the car body directly hit the tree trunk.

Looking at the ten-man squad and the tank that broke down in an instant, Wabu, who was standing in the back to supervise the battle, was dumbfounded on the spot, and couldn't help but scolded.

"Damn it! What kind of thing jumped out of the ground just now?!"

The younger brother, who was holding a rifle, said timidly.

"Okay, it looks like a person."

"People?!" Wabu's eyes widened, his face filled with confusion.

Are these people dying? !

The attacked tank adjusted its stance and turned its head towards the high ground. The top cover of the turret was lifted, and the commander coughed and stuck out half of his head from the turret, shouting to the infantry behind.

"Our tracks are broken—"

Before he could finish speaking, bullets swishly shot down the hillside, so frightened that the commander quickly hid back in the turret.

The armor was clanked by bullets, and the enraged tank immediately turned the turret, and the coaxial machine gun swept up the hillside, and the main gun fired a 100mm high-explosive round.

However, the people there had already moved, and the cannon hit nothing but a layer of turf.

Leaning halfway from the turret, Bagello used the hatch cover to cover the back of his head and shouted at Wabu, who was following behind the tank.

"Wab, let your people pay attention to their feet! Those blue coats dug a tunnel under the high ground! I'm afraid there are a lot of people hiding inside!"

Hearing the roar of the armored formation captain Bagello, Wabu immediately reacted and shouted at his teammates.

"Everyone pay attention to your feet!"

"When you see something suspicious, stab me with a bayonet!"

More than one tank broke down, and people quickly and continuously emerged from the ground, rushing towards the tanks next to them desperately.

Five of the seven tanks in the first echelon broke down in an instant, and the remaining two tanks did not dare to continue charging, and could only stop in place to cover their teammates.

The looters who followed the tanks to the foot of the high ground could only stick to the back of the bunker, under the strafe of overhead machine guns and the indiscriminate bombardment of mortars.

Dillon, who was standing on the high ground on the north side, held the binoculars in his hand and stared straight ahead with his brows furrowed.

In just ten minutes, the infantrymen advancing with the tanks had been reduced by 40%, and the tanks in the first echelon had lost their shoes one after another.

The new alliance probably knew that it couldn't break the armor of the Conqueror 10, so it aimed at the relatively fragile tracks, and even moved out the suicide attack.

The fighting spirit of these people is amazing.

But it would be too naive to expect to block his armored spearheads through this kind of paediatric means.

He has a full twenty-seven tanks, fifty anti-aircraft trucks, and five thousand-man teams on the line.

Once the highland on the south side of Songlinyu is broken, his armored troops can go straight into the urban area of ​​Qingshi County, and even take down Yuanxi Town, which is only 20 kilometers away from the northernmost end of Dawn City, in one go.

At that time, the new alliance will have no danger to defend!

Picking up the walkie-talkie, Dillon ordered in a deep voice.

"Follow up with the fourth and fifth gradients, and charge along the forward line of the first echelon!"

After all, he looked at Xiong Fang who was standing beside him.

"Prepare for the second offensive! Let your infantry follow!"

Xiong Ya nodded excitedly.

"okay!"

The ten tanks waiting on the high ground on the north side began to set off, accompanied by twenty anti-aircraft trucks and five centenarians.

The monstrous murderous aura filled the rain.

Dillon narrowed his eyes slightly.

He seemed to have seen the picture of the new alliance's positions being crushed by tank tracks.

However, at this moment, the drops of water that fell from the brim of the hat suddenly stopped.

Dillon was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw that in the dark cloud as thick as a quilt, as if it was torn apart by something, only a thin cloud like a veil was left, and even the clear blue sky behind it leaked out.

That looming blue, like a crack printed on the slate.

Dillon seemed to see a rainbow in the faint...

There were whispers of subordinates beside him.

"Why did the rain stop?"

"It's only been an hour..."

"Such a heavy rain will stop when it stops..."

"Speaking of which, there is usually a strong wind when it rains, but there is no wind today."

The icy liquid ran across Dillon's forehead.

He couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or raindrops.

Artificial rainfall…

It turned out to be artificial rain!

He fought against the Great Rift Valley in the north for a whole year. He had seen all the tactics, but it was the first time he encountered such a bizarre idea. The other party pre-judged his plan and sent him a rainy day...

Careless!

In the rainbow in the distance, Dillon vaguely saw black dots, drilling out from the edge of the clouds in a neat formation, diving towards the position below.

A trace of fear was written in his eyes, and he could no longer see the expression of ease on his face, and he pulled off the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly.

"Air defense convoy! Watch over your heads!"

"The enemy plane is attacking!"

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(I feel like I was infected by me through the internet cable... They all got upper respiratory tract infections first, then the throat, then the bronchi, and then started coughing. But I didn't stop updating, so be proud, don't say I'm short, really no short.)