In an instant, the shell had already swooped down on the left flank of the army group. An ominous aura enveloped everyone's hearts, and many people in the command stood up and stared at the big screen.

"Stupid! Lie down!! ”

Lloyd's screams came from under the governor's seat.

Leaving aside the mystery hidden in that shell, there are many problems that can be seen from its trajectory alone.

Judging from the picture, its landing point is not in the army, but in the no-man's land between the group army and the artillery position, people who don't understand it are likely to think that this is the Black Knights missed, but Lloyd is the Taishan Beidou of weapon development, and he can see at a glance that this is by no means a mistake of the enemy———— this is an airburst bomb. It detonates before it hits the ground, which avoids the terrain's attenuation of the damage radius and allows for maximum damage.

What terrified Lloyd was its height.

The detonation height of conventional air-burst bombs is generally between 10 and 5 meters, and it is 15 meters when it reaches the sky, and its lethality to ground targets will be weakened if it is higher. And this shell, if the number given by the radar is good, then it will detonate at an altitude of one hundred and thirty meters above its head.

Simple mathematical calculations, its killing range will be unprecedented in the history of armaments.

"Your Highness!"

Guildford saw that the princess was still stunned, and hurriedly pounced on her to protect her. He couldn't read the mystery of the shell, but the warrior's instinct made him react.

At the moment when Cornelia was pressed down, all the screens were suddenly covered with snowflakes, and the sudden white light outside the window burned everyone's eyes, and the bulletproof glass that could resist the RPG was shattered by the shock wave like paper paste, and those who were still standing were slapped against the wall behind them along with the glass shards, and died without even making a sound.

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[What's going on?! 】

Lelouch's voice sounded nervous.

[It's nothing, it's time to get to work.] 】

Elan pressed her finger to the headset and walked briskly into the Gnaku. The boys were already getting ready, and the photographers lined up in a neat queue to wait for the deputy commander to give the order to attack.

[Nothing? 】

【······ 】

[Ilan, these civilians have not yet received basic armaments. 】

[It's good to stuff a grenade into each person.] 】

[Elan! 】

Elan glanced at the drivers and raised his hand to signal them to wait.

[Anyway, isn't it just up to them to create chaos? 】

【······ Fifteen minutes. 】

[It's too late, and in five minutes Cornelia will launch a general attack.] The first wave of contact seven minutes later. 】

【··· Damn it. 】

[I'm sorry, I'm out of control, can we talk after it's over?] 】

Without waiting for an answer, Ilan cut off the communication and turned to look at the warriors.

"Fan, are you all ready?"

"Yes!" The fan wanted to come out of the column and replied.

"Hmm."

Ilan looked up at the scoundrels behind the drivers.

On the surface, it doesn't look like anything special, but inside the cockpit there's something so special about it now.

All the scoundrel's ejection devices were dismantled, and the space that was pulled out was stuffed with solid cherry stones.

The principle is the same as that of the giant cannon at the top of the mountain, when the ejection system is activated, or when the body is forcibly disengaged, Sakuraishi will be instantly liquefied and detonated———— which is a unique technology in Kyoto. Even in this rugged mountainous terrain, it is powerful enough to flatten the range of two football fields.

This time the tactics will be completely opposite to the first round, and all the scoundrels will be scattered in order to avoid the explosion range of the allies.

This is a kamikaze battle with no return, and everyone knows it.

Killing as many Britannians as possible before losing combat capability, and possibly rushing into the center of the enemy before exploding, that's all there is to the operation.

"Are you ready?"

Yilan's gaze swept over everyone and said lightly.

"Yes!!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

"Does anyone want to quit?"

No one was silent.

After a while, I don't know who took the lead, as if it was contagious, everyone laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder, forming a resonance in the belly of the mountain, and even overshadowing the artillery fire outside.

Ilan shrugged and clapped his hands.

"Okay, let's go."

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Come and go as fast as you go.

Numbness, that's the only feeling Guildford feels right now. Tinnitus, vertigo, it's fine, but it doesn't feel pain, which is not a good thing.

I tried to stand up, but my chest was crushed by something heavy. With a push of his hand, an unrecognizable corpse scratched by glass shards rolled off his body. He struggled to get up, staggered and fell down again without taking two steps———— his left leg had been broken by something just now. The blood that had been forcibly suppressed could no longer be suppressed, and it gushed out of his mouth and spilled on his chest.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess!! Ahem! ”

"Don't talk."

Cornelia's voice came from not far away, and she straightened up from the rubble and pushed the unconscious Dahl to the wall.

Cornelia is a tall woman, and with her years in the army, she has a straight waist. But now, under the support of the two-meter-tall giant man of Dalton, he looks so petite.

It's hard to imagine where she got the strength to lift her subordinates up.

"Your lungs are broken, don't talk loudly, lie down and don't move."

"Yes... Ahem. ”

Guildford let out a long sigh of relief and struggled against the wall as he began to inspect the damage to the Headquarters.

All the equipment was broken, the hall was in shambles, **, and cries for help came from all corners.

"Lloyd!"

With a hideous countenance, Cornelia reached out and grabbed Count Pudding's collar, dragged him out from under his chair, and carried him to his face, glaring at him as if he were sad. This guy reacted to something bad at the first time, and the protective measures were in place, so there was basically no damage except for broken glasses.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Lloyd swallowed in shock.

"What's that?!"

"Sakuraishi Bomb."

"What?"

"In the past, some people imagined using Sakurashi as a charge to make zuò shells, but because the stability of liquid Sakurashi was so poor, it would explode in the chamber at the moment of excitation, and the cost was too high, so this idea was abandoned. But Kyoto seems to have found a way to liquefy the charge of the shell during flight, so..."

"How long do we have left?"

"Huh?" Lloyd was still in a bit of a trance and couldn't react.

"How long do we have before the next shot?!"

"Uh, uh, that, it won't take more than ten minutes."

It's too late, whether it's to attack or retreat, it's too late to give any orders now. There was no problem for the motorized units to rush into the elevation angles of the artillery, but the base camp for the lack of mobility of the rear engine was ······ The next shot hit is something that cannot be avoided.

Damn it!

So far...

"Lloyd, where's that toy of yours? So what Lancelot?! ”

"Ah, in the rear of the troops, there should be no damage."

"GIVE YOU TEN MINUTES, LET THAT ELEVEN DISMANTLE THE CANNON ON THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN FOR ME IN TEN MINUTES! No matter what it takes! Do you understand?! ”

"Ten ten... Bell? ”

This joke is too big, even if there is no enemy army on Lancelot, it is still unknown whether it can reach the top of the mountain. Ten minutes, let alone killing to the top of the mountain, it is dangerous halfway up the mountain.

"Your Highness, with all due respect, this is fundamental... Ay?! ”

An icy demon pressed against Lloyd's temple, and the sound of the firing pin pulling open rang in his ears.

"What do you want to say?" Cornelia said coldly.

"No, no, no, no! It's nothing! Nothing! There is nothing wrong with that!! ”

"You still have... Eight minutes and forty-five seconds. ”

Cornelia let go of his collar, and Lloyd ran out of the headquarters in a puff of smoke, and his dexterity was breathtaking.

"Guildford."

Cornelia came to the knight's side.

Not wanting the princess to see what he was doing now, Guildford tried desperately to stand up, but was gently held down by Cornelia.

"How?"

Conelia glanced at his bloody left leg, as if it couldn't be saved, and asked softly, suppressing the anger in her heart.

"You can't die, what about the general?"

"It's just that I fainted, and I was hurt less than you. Bear with it, the ambulance team will arrive soon. You retreat as far back as you can with the main force, get it? ”

Cornelia didn't bet all her chips on Lloyd's unreliable guy.

The only way to do this was to split the troops in two directions, leaving the slower-moving infantry to guard the headquarters and retreat backwards, trying to fight the mob in the rear before the next shell arrived, and in turn use those elevens as shields. Mechanized units charged Mt. Fuji and fought to get within the elevation angle of the artillery.

"Ahem, princess, what about you?"

"Me? Of course, I went to ZERO to make a decision. ”

Cornelia stood up, barely squeezing out a smile, trying to reassure the knight.

Guildford nodded, not dissuaded.

He knew that in fact, rushing forward now was the safest choice, the range of artillery was a hard indicator, and if he got close, he couldn't hit it, and he should be safe to protect himself on the battlefield with the skills of a princess. But if you retreat······ Whether or not to do those mobs with them depends entirely on ZERO's mood.

The ambulance squad rushed into the headquarters in a blazing fire, and a few white coats carried Guildford onto a stretcher without saying a word.

"Your Highness!"

Guildford called out to the princess, who had turned away.

“······”

"Martial arts are prosperous."

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"Okay, Suzaku-kun, do you know what to do... Hmmm... Lelouch is safe now······ That's it. ”

Ilan's tone was so calm, if it weren't for the earth-shattering explosion outside, others would really think they were doing something homely.

Sixth.

Again, with accurate prediction, a shot penetrated the cockpit of Sunderland on the opposite side.

No, there was no point in counting them now, and even if the two armies took advantage of the chaos to kill an entire squad of enemy troops the moment the two armies came into contact, the radar showed that there were still more than fifty Sunderlands rushing forward one after another.

In the face of crowd tactics, with Glasgow's mobility, there is really no way at all, so he can only run away.

Without hesitation, Ilan turned around and fled into the wooded depths of the mountain. If someone in the command room were watching right now, he would be the only point of light in the entire Black Knights retreating.

There were not half friendly troops within a radius of several hundred meters, and it was impossible to even call for reinforcements. The enemy army behind him obviously wouldn't just let him go, and he approached little by little with the advantage of speed.

[It's coming, fifteen seconds to go]

Ilan pressed her finger to the headset, staring behind her from the corner of her eye, her purple voice flashing through the trees behind her.

[Ten seconds.] 】

The other side opened fire, and the bullets grazed all around Glasgow, sparks flying everywhere. Ilan kept changing direction irregularly, making it more difficult for the opponent to aim, but the speed slowed down.

[Five seconds.] 】

Glasgow had made his way through the woods to a cliff where he stopped. Behind him, Sunderland also sprang out of the woods, and the muzzles of more than fifty black holes were pointed at Glasgow's chest.

Elan grabbed the joystick with both hands and pulled it back, and Glasgow fell on his back, falling straight into the cliff. The hook bolt shot out and nailed it into the stone wall, stopping the fall, and reaching out to secure itself to the cliff.

[Got work.] 】

As soon as the words fell, Glasgow just stood in a white light, and a huge fireball instantly engulfed more than a dozen Sunderlands that were trying to come forward to watch, and dozens of them that were a little farther away were either blown out or lifted into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Without giving the drivers a chance to come to their senses, dozens of fires dragged white tails up from all corners of the woods, large and small fireballs continued to explode on the purple giants, and the broken bodies fell one after another.

Ilan hung on the edge of the cliff and waited for a while, the gunfire of Knightmare had completely disappeared, but the explosion had no intention of stopping. All kinds of purple severed arms and legs kept falling from the edge of the cliff, knocking on Glasgow's body and clanging.

Obviously, finally seizing the opportunity to beat the Imperial Reservoir Dogs, these guys are already a little out of control.

Ilan reluctantly gave the order for a ceasefire, and a group of red-eyed guys finally reluctantly put down the bazooka on their shoulders.

[Do you know where the nearest ammo refill point is?] 】

Glasgow rolled over the cliff, and Ilan asked the minions emerging from the bushes over an external speaker. Everyone nodded their heads with excited smiles on their faces.

[Wait for me at G3 after the resupply, there will be another wave in five minutes.] 】

Ilan's gaze swept around the wreckage on the ground, and he suddenly raised the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger on a fragment of a mutilated cockpit, and fire erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and a cluster of blood burst through the bullet hole.

[Leave a few people to take inventory, don't live.] 】

Several young men nodded, set up their guns, and searched through the ruins with their heads down, occasionally filling up machine guns in suspicious corners.

A ball of fire rose halfway up the mountain, and even from such a distance it was still very dazzling, and the rocky mountain under his feet trembled as if in fear, and the shock wave hit, and the strong wind blew over Glasgow's shoulders and hit the woods behind him, and small mushroom clouds gradually enveloped the firelight in it.

Akio Oga, the driver's avatar appears on the monitor, and then a red cross will erase his avatar.

The Black Knights have been reduced by fifteen by one-half.

It was only ten minutes since the battle began.

This speed has exceeded Ilan's expectations. But this does not mean that the Black Knights have fought badly, on the contrary, it is unbelievable that the battle has been fought so far.

These guys are really not afraid of death.

Knowing that he had no chance to deal with the enemy under overwhelming firepower, he simply didn't fire a single shot, so he rushed into the enemy formation, shouting Long live Japan and sounding the glorious bullet.

From the radar, Ilan could smell the other party's fear.

Britannia was scared, already frightened by these madmen, and the formation was obviously out of order. If it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Princess, they would have been defeated.

AS A SOLDIER, ELEVEN IS REALLY ······ That's great.

Finally, after ten full minutes of silence, an ominous muffled sound was heard from the top of the mountain again. The two armies stopped firing almost at the same time, and seemed to forget that they were on the battlefield, and looked up in unison at the point of light flying in the air.