193 reinforcements

There was chaos inside the headquarters of the 9th Army, and the rain outside the window knocked on the bright glass, which also made everyone in the room restless.

A staff officer pointed to a specific location with a whip on the carefully arranged sand table, and reported to Capel Luna, who was standing aside: "Your Highness, the defense line of the 119th Regiment and 1st Battalion of the 2nd Division has been broken through by the devil......"

"The latest news just arrived, within 1 hour of the launch of the enemy attack, we lost almost 300 soldiers!" A communications officer handed the document to Alfred's chief of staff, who was nearby, and reported.

"The weather conditions have been terrible in recent days, and the Air Force's detection has been poor, so we don't have enough control over the demon's movements...... "The Air Force liaison officer is explaining why the Air Force is ignorant of the demon's impending attack.

Alfred also understands the situation: "There is nothing to say, the air force reconnaissance cannot be carried out, and the reconnaissance on the ground cannot be extended...... After all, when facing the demon of speed of action, it is risky to approach reconnaissance. ”

After all, there are not many troops who dare to go deep into the demon-controlled area to investigate, and the squad entering the demon-occupied area is basically a state of meat buns and dogs. It has to be said that in skirmishes, those demons who fight with the strength of their bodies have a huge advantage.

They can easily bypass the human scout team, then form a huge encirclement, and then attack at the same time to annihilate the human scout force.

There had been reconnaissance by the Air Force before, and the Elanhill troops did not feel that their reconnaissance was restricted, but when the rainy weather came, things became a little beyond everyone's estimates.

"So, for us, this attack was sudden." The staff officer, who pointed at the position of the 2nd Regiment of the 119th Division with his whip, saw that everyone did not speak, and concluded his speech.

General Alfred said worriedly to Capet Luna, "They took advantage of the weather to approach our forward positions...... The number is huge, and the defense line of the 119th Division will most likely not be able to hold ......"

The artillery commander of the group army on the side glanced at Luna, who had an unsightly face, and added, "We are trying to find a way to reinforce the ...... Because the rocket artillery units were withdrawn...... They are in Larmo now, and far from quenching their thirst......"

The Air Force liaison officer continued with some embarrassment: "What's even more unfortunate is that the news given by the meteorological monitoring unit said that the past two days have been rainy weather, and the Air Force basically has no way to take off!" There was no way for the bomber forces to enter the theater of operations, we could not bomb, cutting off the enemy's follow-up reinforcements. ”

Capel Luna held her chest with one hand and the elbow of the other arm rested on her arm, thought about it with her chin on her head, and gave an order: "Let the heavy artillery units reinforce the 119th Division, and the tank units of the 9th Division will assemble and immediately counterattack the demons on the flank!" Compress their offensive area! ”

"I'm a little worried if these demons break through our defenses...... We'll lose Alain, as well as the nearby Forward Supply Base. Looking at Capet Luna, General Alfred reminded.

"That's trouble! We've stockpiled a lot of ammunition there! These supplies can't be abandoned! So we must have Alan in our hands! Luna is also a little upset about losing her supplies.

Because the demon forces often counterattack on a large scale, the supplies of the army group are stored close to the front line. In order to avoid the situation where the front-line troops run out of ammunition but have no time to replenish it, many ammunition supply bases are only about one or two kilometers away from the front line.

But in this way, after the opponent's counterattack breaks through the defensive line, these supply stations will also be lost, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to the 9th Army, which is already insufficient in supplies.

You know, most of these supplies were transported from the Vilonza region to Griken - just the capacity consumed on the road made these ammunition so expensive that people wanted to cry.

For every bullet consumed in Grecken, the money lost is enough to produce five bullets in the hinterland of Iran Hill. Because of this, Capet Luna couldn't bear to throw those ammunition to the demons, which were really expensive strategic supplies that were delivered near the front line.

At this time, an officer in armor in the corner stood up with a helmet and asked softly, "Your Highness." Why don't we give it a try? ”

"Dragon knights can fight in the rain?" Capet Luna was also stunned when she saw this officer, and subconsciously asked.

"We're not fit to fight in the rain, but we can at least take off, can we?" The officer smiled a little awkwardly and replied.

Although their dragons are not willing to fly in the rain, at least they can fly - once they reach the front line, they can also use their flying characteristics to maintain a certain combat effectiveness and support the front line of operations.

This is already very effective air support for the front-line troops who are in urgent need of reinforcements.

Moreover, he stood up at this time, in fact, there is also a symbolic meaning. For a long time, Alan Hill's magical and industrial forces have been fighting in separate ways, with little tactical coordination.

Except for the previous battle to reinforce the paratroopers, the dragon knight troops showed their hands, and the combat magic troops in the back have always been auxiliary supporting roles.

Now, at last, there is such an opportunity for the magic troops to go to the battlefield as a rescue friendly army. This is very important to the wizard class of Veronsa, as it means that they are willing to let go of their mustards and truly admit themselves as Ranhillians.

Since they are willing to throw an olive branch at such a time, Capet Luna is also willing to accept this favor. She knows that Iran Hill's national policy is leaning towards the concept of "equality of all beings", and she is willing to support this established national policy that sounds more inclusive.

A pair of beautiful eyes glanced at the dragon knight commander holding a helmet and armor, Capet Luna nodded and agreed to the other party's request: "Yes, please participate in the battle as much as you can, and block the demon ground forces as much as possible!" I need time to reinforce the 119th Division, about 5 hours or so. ”

"Yes! Your Highness! The general bowed slightly, and then resolutely walked out of the headquarters and into the rain.

Capet Luna took her eyes off the other party's back, looked at General Alfred, the chief of staff beside her, and ordered: "In addition, send a telegram to the 19th Division, informing them that the demons have counterattacked, let them prepare for battle, beware of the demons!" ”

"Yes! Your Excellency, Commander! Alfred admired Luna's ability to bring everyone around her together to fight side by side, and he felt that Luna seemed to have an aura of calling to fight for her.

And in the midst of the heavy rain, the middle-aged commander with a helmet climbed onto the dragon's back. He took the slender reins and turned his head to look at his men.

"Gentlemen! Today, we fight for those of our own kind, who were once oppressed by us, who were once weak! This is the honor we deserve! This is the dignity of our strong! Bullying the weak is not what we want! Protecting the weak is what the truly strong should do! For Iran Hill! He pulled the reins and shouted to his men.

In his shouting, under the dense raindrops, under the cold armor, a pair of eyes bloomed with pride.

The neatly lined soldiers rolled over and stepped onto the dragon's back, and at the same time let out a wave of cries: "For Ran Hill!" For His Majesty the Emperor! ”

"Whew!" Swept away the dense rain, the huge dragon wings stretched out in the sky, and the dragon led by it rose into the air, facing the raindrops falling from the sky, and rose into the air.

The dragon was followed by one dragon after another, and these dragon knights flapped their wings in the rain and gathered in the sky to form a huge formation.

On the lawn of the field airfield, canvas-covered fighter jets were docked one after another, and the ground crew looked up at the sky at the edge of the tent, watching these huge dragon knights fly over their heads, and their feelings were indescribably complicated.

The skies had always been dominated by Iran Hill's fighter jet force, and in such a terrible weather, it felt like the enemy they had once pressed to the ground and rubbed against them turned into comrades protecting their airspace...... Unspeakable unwillingness.

"This damn rain...... Stop by! A ground crew member retracted his head in annoyance and looked at his colleagues: "When the weather improves, immediately restore all planes to a state where they can be dispatched at any time!" ”

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"Don't worry! When the weather improves, there will be no more enemies in the sky! Another ground crew member vented his frustration with hatred.

Outside, the rain seemed to be heavier, and the battle became more fierce on the frontal line of the 119th Division.

After a desperate battle between the whites, the Elanhill grenadiers finally lost their second line of defense, leaving hundreds of mutilated corpses here and reluctantly retreating to the third line.

The demonic assault shows no signs of stopping, they still have an absolute numerical superiority, braving the dense artillery fire of Ellan Hill and constantly attacking the already crumbling human defenses.

The battlefield is littered with explosions, muddy craters, wreckage of destroyed tanks, and corpses of demons everywhere.

In the midst of these devastated scenes, a tank glowing with magical light reversed and retreated behind its own lines. The glow on the magical inscription vanished, and the man inside lifted the hatch above his head.

Ryan poked his head out and shouted at the logistics soldier in front of him, "Ammunition!" Hurry up and give me ammo! ”

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