Chapter 688: The Night Here I.
readx;? Ground combat has always been boring, but Marceau quickly found a new and enjoyable program - Lady Lily summoned Anne to the Battlemage Wing, where she had been a precision shooter for a long time, and was transferred to the hovering Combat Boat Squad as a precision shooter, responsible for the bugmen on the surface who could use psionic energy and spells - these guys were a big problem with psychic powers and spells, but these bugmen were also too vulnerable. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Marceau, as for him, was transferred to the Fire Dispatch Team and was now in charge of the deployment of fire in the West 10th Sector over the South Perimeter of the City - normally responsible for having the critter squads dump their stocks on the enemy's heads rather than their own, even if they were forced to do as much damage as possible.
I'm familiar with this job! The cats are bored and crazy on the ground, and they are already crazy to be able to go up to heaven and command everyone to smash flowers and plants.
"This is the Ten of Hearts, with a blazing gel suit, entering the field, please indicate the target. An inquiry from the captain of the critique boat squad came from the headset, and Marceau immediately pointed out a path for these guys - the goods of these guys had already been ordered on the ground: "Along Barov Avenue, two hundred meters of fire, indiscriminate bombing." β
"Confirm that it is indiscriminate bombing, please confirm. The team leader asked for confirmation.
"Sure, hurry up, the friendly forces on the ground have withdrawn from the avenue, and the last support point has fallen thirty seconds ago. Marceau replied after confirming the textual information handed over by the ground forces.
"Understood. The crit boats roared down, watching them turn the avenue into a sea of fire, Marceau marked the mission as completed, and then looked at the new request: "Lockwallen's Eagle Squad, please answer." β
"The Eagle of Lockwallen has heard, Your Excellency the Dispatcher, please ask for any instructions. A soft reply from the steppe elf came from the headset.
"Barov Boulevard, on the border of Sector 10 and Sector 11, there is a small three-story building, according to the ground allies, there are several insect musket crews in that building, they are suppressed, and they need a blaster, do you still have them?" Marceau confirmed the content of the new mission.
"Yes, Your Excellency, our Battle Mage No. 4 happens to have a 100-pound bomb, do you need us to wipe that little building off the map? The Eagle of Lockwallen asked.
"Good idea, the ground forces have dropped flares near the small building, please carry out relevant operations immediately and pay attention to safety. Marceau immediately gave the order.
It wasn't long before Marceau saw a small building on the street reduced to rubble by the battle mage's dive bombardment, and as for the bugs in it...... "I saw the bugs flying into the sky, good job!"
"That little building has been bombarded into the sky, thank you, Your Excellency Dispatcher. The commander of the ground forces sent a congratulatory telegram, Marceau smiled, confirmed the completion of the mission, and watched the screaming players rush out of the bunker, and then hit the counter-shock worm queue headlong, seeing that both sides were busy punching each other's brains out, Marceau felt that he had to do a favor: "Lockwallen's Eagle Squad, if you can, you can consider a ground strafing of the coordinates just now, don't hit the missile in our queue." β
"No problem, Your Excellency, we're going to have a sweep. "The battlemages used the bomb bay to strafe and dropped all the small explosives they had left, kicking off a series of worm-man flesh.
"Well done, I saw a few bugs flying to my height. Marceau smiled and praised the actions of the squad, these Earth players are really proficient in the way of ground attacks of battle mages.
"This is the Eagle of Lockwallen, Your Excellency Dispatcher, and we need to leave the field for supplies. β
"Agree to your request for supplies, be careful along the way. β
Marceau confirmed their retreat, then connected to the deck work area: "How long is it before the new team of battlemages can enter?" Marceau asked, taking on several more tasks.
"This is Hania, the Deckkeeper, and the new Battlemage squad 'Guardian of Urdaha', 'Flame of Sauronta', and 'Anne of Esgarcony' will arrive in three minutes. β
The 'Guardians of Urdaha' team Marceau is not clear, but the Flame of Sorenta and the Anne of Esgarconi ...... The former is naturally Flame, and this cat girl has also grown up unconsciously, Marceau thinks with some nostalgia, in his previous life, Flame took a lot of effort to get rid of the fear of the sky, and now ...... This cat girl is like a different person. Marceau didn't know when it all started, but he thought that Lai Yan must have worked very hard to get to where he is today, and that must be another story that Marceau didn't know.
Turning his head, he glanced at the distant horizon, the bright moon was rising, and the city below began to become 'dazzling', the rising flares, the ever-bright lights marking the absolute defense circle, the long queue outside the city holding torches was entering the city, in the area of fierce firefighting, the flame explosion, the inextinguishable wall of fire and the flying lead bullets carried the malice of each other's masters, or rampage, or straight collision, and from time to time there were strong explosions, which turned the queues of both sides out of a person on his back.
The 'Urdaha Guards' were the first to arrive, and these steppe elves carried a large number of critical bullets and directly turned over the grass in the square occupied by a bugmen, and then they rushed in without knowing which regiment and scuffled with the bugmen. Esgarcony's Anne's team arrived the second and sent the buildings around the square and the insects in it into the sea of fire, Anne directly landed and waved the hammer to join the battle group, Marceau watched for a while, it can only be said that this girl's hammer is too violent, even the giant monster like the nest owner, can not escape the girl's hammer, only to see a hammer broken leg, two hammers broken claws, three hammers and four hammers, the nest owner's head is deflated, the players seem to be inspired by Anne's bravery, they screamed and drove the insects out of the square, and then a signal flare rose into the air, and the nearby steppe elf sappers immediately entered and began to repair the defense lineγ
"This is the flame of the Sauronta, and the heavy crit units are in place, Your Excellency the Dispatcher, report to you. The sound of flames came from the headphones, and Marceau turned his head, and soon found the two crit capsules in the night sky, which were indeed huge in terms of size, and there was a yellow ** crystal lamp above and below it that was constantly flickering on and off.
"Here's the dispatcher, Flame, good evening. β
"Ah, it's Marceau, good night. β
In Marceau's field of vision, the presence of Flame gradually became clear, because of the heavy cabin, Flame's flight speed was a little slow, but now that there are no enemy air units, the speed of the flight does not matter.
The cat girl adjusted the position of the crit pod, and as she passed Marceau, the cat cub smiled and slapped the girl in the face.
"Have a nice trip. He said.
"Take care of it. She said.
They smiled at each other, then staggered, and Marceau gave Flame the task of attacking the residential area north of the square.
When she was far away, Marceau looked at her hands...... High-five, fist strike, and finally three fingertips...... This set just now was a small action made by himself and Flame after the end of the battle, and at that second, Marceau seemed to have returned to the future called the past, and he and her at this moment...... How can it be done? Is this also called a storm set off by butterflies?
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Evenly scattering the explosive bombs in the crit chamber on the surface, Flame glanced in the direction of Marceau as he turned, then looked at his own hand, waved his palm, clenched his fist, and finally waved his hand again.
When she looked in Marceau's direction again, a hint of surprise flashed in the Cat Maiden's eyes. (To be continued.) )