"It's the chariot of the New Edenes!" a steppe elf screamed.

Marceau, nestled in the ruins, looked at the tube handed to him by a black-haired steppe elf: "What is this?" ”

"Rocket-booster grenade launchers. After saying that, the little guy looked at Marceau, who had a look of you lying to me, and smiled: "Disposable." ”

"Isn't it the kind that reloads after launch?" Marceau had seen this thing in his girl's engineering center, but it was still in the state of adjustment, after all, it could only hit thirty meters, although the charge was sufficient, but the distance of thirty meters did not even go out of the killing radius, so you can't let a dwarf with a fish bombing tool on his back use this thing.

"It's a good guy from the engineering research and development center over there of His Royal Highness Aleuk, and he only needs one shot to hit the tracked car, and he can shoot anywhere within one hundred and fifty meters. The steppe elf looked flattering and said, "Mr. Marceau, come and fight, after all, it is easier for you to find a high place than we do." ”

"Okay, but what about the rest. ”

"Leave it to us, but Mr. Marceau, you'd better attack the rear of the New Eden Chariot, after all, this thing is armored, by the way, this thing flies at a speed of 100 meters and a second and two, if you are a little far away, it is better to calculate some advance. ”

With this person's introduction, Marceau now learned how to use the scale of the mechanical sight on the barrel, and then carried it into the alley.

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The slabs shattered under the tracks of the chariots, and the square had been blown up like the surface of the moon before the air power could be lifted into the air, and the chariots stopped and went, and every now and then the mages needed a fossil to fill the pit in the mud, and then pave it with mud and stone.

Under the cover of chariots and infantry, the mages did not suffer any losses, only the attrition caused by the cold guns coming from the flanks from time to time, and after throwing smoke bombs, the soldiers jumped into the first trench abandoned by the Eastern Continentals and began to suppress to the sides, the situation was much better.

"There was a lot less gunfire coming from the left, and I saw blue smoke on the roofs of several small buildings, which was a sign that had been emptied, and it looked like Colgan was doing a good job, and told F Company to send a platoon to help him. The team commander knelt behind a chariot, finished speaking to the herald, and took out a microphone from the iron box on the butt of the car: "This is the commander of the Blood Lake Battle Regiment, in the direction of nine o'clock, the small building in front of the red smoke! There is a firing point for the people of the Eastern Continent on it! Kill it!"

The chariot began to turn its turret, and the team commander, as an undead, naturally did not need to be afraid of any shelling in his ears, but he still turned around and shouted: "Shelling!

Then the cannon sounded, and the team commander took a look at the effect and picked up the microphone again: "I used the wrong shell!

The armor-piercing bullet just now created a small hole in the wall on the second floor, and there was no other effect, if it was a shrapnel grenade, the small building just now was afraid that it had already disintegrated.

Then, in the afterglow of his vision, the roof of the building near the small building suddenly lit up.

In the next second, the team commander's last scene in the game is to fly by himself.

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Meow, to be honest, watching this thing fire in its own direction is indeed a very exciting thing, but such a heartbeat is really unblessed, but just in time, the chariot stopped because of the shelling, put this barrel on the guardrail, pulled the trigger on it, and with a bang, I saw a flame fly across the square, and plunged into the side and back of the opposite chariot.

Then there was a grand explosion, and the New Eden Commander and a squad of infantrymen who were half-crouching in the body were directly shattered by the shock wave of the vehicle's martyrdom, and the turret of the vehicle flew directly into the air.

Then there was a scream from the Eastern Continent defenses - the turret was flying towards them.

By this time, however, Marceau was in no mood to see where he had landed, and the New Edenians screamed and rushed in his direction, and the other two vehicles turned their turrets around.

So he quickly turned around and ran to the position of the rope, and as soon as he descended to the second floor, the cannonball turned the entire third floor of the small building into ruins, fortunately there was still some distance from the ground, and Ma Suoleng turned one hundred and eighty degrees in the air and landed safely.

Of course, now was not the time to feel lucky, as the kitten scurried into the alley and retreated towards the defensive line that had already been fought.

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"Their turret has turned!Mister Marceau has succeeded!" shouted his fellow steppe elves.

"Great! prepare to attack!" shouted his lieutenant, "aim! boys! Put to good use what you've learned from the gunner!"

Between the ruins, two guns with wheels and brackets were being adjusted, and the steppe elves had already aimed at the two chariots, and now, in addition to fine-tuning, the loaders took out the shells from the boxes, and in teams of three, they stuffed these shells larger than themselves into the cannons, and then closed the latches.

"Start attacking, boys, until the enemy's tanks stop working. After the steppe elf finished speaking, the two gunners pulled the firing rod in their hands together.

The two vehicles that were firing at the flanks were shot at the same time, and a hole was made in the side of the turret of the middle vehicle, and then flames were seen spewing out of all the holes in the vehicle.

The turret of the other vehicle accidentally deflected off the shell, and the shell ended up in the New Eden ZoC behind it, sending several unlucky people flying.

The infantry of New Eden immediately made a wall of smoke between the other side, rain fog, smoke, and soon the steppe elves could not see the remaining chariot, this result made the black-haired steppe elf shake his head, and finally he chose to retreat, the steppe elves carried the ammunition box onto the heavy tracked vehicle, hung the cannon behind the car, and quickly disappeared into the rain and fog.

It turned out that their choice was not wrong, several Banshee Wings who took off urgently in New Eden with ground attack kits turned the entire north side of the square into purgatory, and the south side of the square was also bombed again by the battle mages of the Eastern Continent who were driven over, and more unlucky people died in this air raid on both sides than in most of the ground battles today.

In this regard, Marceau can only say that as cannon fodder for the ground forces, it is really appropriate to die like this - in the history of the earth, since the birth of the air force, the ground forces have always faced this cruel world with a spirit of 'the air force and navy are responsible for what to load, and we are only responsible for death'.

The only good news is that the girls are all fine, and the unlucky Jiuye is just a broken foot when retreating.