Chapter 180: The Limit of Flesh and Blood (3)

The humanoid cannons made by the people of the Berlands out of flesh almost shocked my jaw. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But this was not a time of surprise, it was not expected that the enemy would have artillery cover, and our bunker was very lacking in this regard, with two consecutive rounds of fire covering. The slow, constantly flickering orb of light became synonymous with death. A large number of warriors were reduced to a rain of flesh and blood under the burst of their saturation.

"Don't panic, aim and hit, they're not far away."

Berg's roar came from the headphones, pointing the way for the fighters and giving me hope.

Yes, the artillery of the Brands seems to be similar to ordinary artillery, but in fact they have a great weakness, and their range is relatively close. They don't stop until they are about 1.5 kilometers away from the front line and shoot that terrifying ball of light. In contrast, the firing range of artillery in the usual sense is more than 10 kilometers, the average is about 30 to 40 kilometers, and even more than 100 kilometers.

The distance of 1.5 kilometers is already within the range of a sniper rifle, and I didn't even react to such a big weakness at first. The psychological quality is far worse than that of Lieutenant Colonel Berg, who is an old commander.

"Berg, they'll leave it to you. Logistics group, release the drone calibrated for the sniper. The cracker squad is ready and hits closely! ”

With the small drone flying into the air. The battlefield rang out with the sound of sniper rifles. Berg divided the snipers into three teams as a unit. Each unit focuses on a humanoid artillery piece that has been exposed.

On the front of the main access road where bunkers are scarce, wide and flat. The humanoid artillery became an obvious target. With 3 heavy sniper rifles to take care of at the same time, their defense proved to be far from that of the Humanoids.

Under the blows of several rounds of sniper rifles, the number of light balls was significantly decreasing.

Immediately the special roar of the breaker sounded. With the sound of cavity blasting, the swarm of broken artillery with a range of 1 km cleared the rear positions of the recalcitrant subhumans with humanoid artillery.

Immediately, an alarm was heard from the sabotage position, and the subhumans were concentrating on their positions under the cover of the heavily armored 'beetles'. I immediately gave the order for the gunners to retreat, and even told them that it didn't matter if they didn't bring their guns with them.

There was a series of screams and wanton rage in the headphones. On the tactical recording system, the number of artillery personnel dropped rapidly from 20 to just four. Looking at the scattered artillerymen who had been hastily withdrawn from the front line, I had mixed feelings, and I felt both self-blame, after all, I had ordered them to strike from the front, and I didn't feel that there was anything wrong. My judgment at least eliminated the effects of the detrimental humanoid artillery.

In the end, I had to give myself an explanation for the cruelty of war.

The real battlefield does not allow for too many emotional factors.

Under the concentrated attack of heavy fire, one 'beetle' fell down with a wail, and then a new one was on the front line. As the Asians approached, the earth-shattering tremors and uniform roars all indicated that the enemy had fallen to the extreme.

"Attention units, don't skimp on ammunition, hit hard, and wipe out all these monsters from our positions!"

With the order to fire freely, the more and more firepower gathered into a sea of fire in the Alpha area.

Berg: "Sir, I'm asking to lead the sniper team out for the time being. ”

He did not communicate through correspondence, but went directly to me personally.

Me: "Are you going to snipe the commanding subhumans?" ”

I wasn't surprised by the tactical proposal to decapitate the subhuman commander, but I vetoed the idea as soon as it came to me.

The reason for this is that the Command Subhumans are not easy to approach, and I know it once after fighting them. Ordinary human soldiers don't even want to get close to their main body, they will be attacked mentally from hundreds of meters away.

Berg: "That's right, that's the best thing to do at this stage. Looking at the current situation, I feel that it is almost impossible to push the opponent with strength. ”

Me: "...... But you know what? Within a few tens of meters around the commanding subhumans, any infiltration was ineffective, not to mention that they also possessed a terrifying spiritual impact. How can your people get close to him? ”

Berg: "Rest assured, for us snipers, distance is life, everything else is a floating cloud. ”

I saw Berg's stark look and knew he had made up his mind.

Me: "Okay then, you can go, but be warned, I can't rule out too many melee soldiers to protect you." ”

Berg didn't answer my questions, just gestured at me to keep everything under control.

Lieutenant Colonel he left with people, and the position was under unprecedented pressure. Compared to this one, the previous attack was almost like that of a pediatrician.

With their strong armor, the sub-humans completely ignored our firepower, and even threw lethal fire into the crotch of the other sub-men.

They were all 'fearless' brave warriors, often huge sub-humans who had just fallen before they came to the front line of fire, and other sub-people followed behind the dead, and they jumped into the platform, roaring and scolding for a while, and the newly renovated position was reduced to ruins again.

The reports of the tight frontline kept coming back, and I had already assembled the reserves, which were the rookie companies that belonged to the Jupiter fleet.

The battle has developed to the present, and there is no shortage of flesh and blood on the battlefield, as well as the wailing and training of the wounded, and half of these recruits vomited on the spot.

"What are you crying with a stinky face!? As long as the position is preserved, and you are a martyr when you die, your name can be engraved on the heroic monument at the fleet headquarters for future generations to pay respects. The rookie company commander also went out, loudly scolding his subordinates who were already in chaos before they left the station.

At first, I thought that leaving the name on the Immortal Monument or something would not arouse the enthusiasm of the warriors, after all, Xiao Ming was the more important thing than a false name.

Unexpectedly, the rookie warriors screamed one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, shouting that they wanted to let the Branders see the wrath of the people of the solar system.

I can't understand the inexplicable pursuit of the rookies, but their morale boost is really good for the battle situation. This time, both they and the civilian personnel in the temporary headquarters, including me, were dispatched.

The staff officer advised me to stay and preside over the overall situation, and I replied in the words of Lieutenant Colonel Berg, where there was no room for command.

Immediately after the front-line officers and soldiers detonated the glorious bombs one after another, I rushed forward with the rookie company.

Yukishiro: "Why don't you let the hoplites get on it!" We're going to be much more useful than the rookie infantry company you sent! ”

In the communication loop, Xue Dai protested loudly, at this time she had completely returned to her normal state, and she was still the arrogant and domineering female man who dared to shout at the chief.

Me: "It's not time yet, so bear with me." ”

I insist on my opinion, the heavy infantry should wait for the moment.

I couldn't hear Yushiro's answer, the noise, the explosions, and the roars of the warriors drowned out the sound in the headphones.

At this time, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in my eyes, and I couldn't tolerate anything else.