The roar of the engine could be heard outside the porthole. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI retrieved the data from the on-board radar to see what kind of aircraft was flying with me. But the radar did not give any useful information except for the serious interference of the reply.

Examining infantry microwave radar and wireless communication systems, severe interference makes these high-tech pieces of equipment even less useful than a copper-clad cable.

Turning to look at his comrades, they were talking with laser sights.

I pointed the sight at the emergency light transmitter on the roof of the cabin, and an electronic synthesized sound came from the headphones.

"From now on, there will be electromagnetic suppression with an intensity of more than 10,000 units that will continue to act on the battlefield. What you have to do is to forget all high-tech equipment, believe in the rifle in your hand and your five senses, and use the most basic tactical means to destroy the enemy......"

Sure enough, it was the tone of the company commander.

The strong electromagnetic suppression made me feel a lot more at ease. Since the beginning of the war with Proxima Centauri, there has been a common conclusion that they are not good at fighting under strong electromagnetic interference.

When the advantage of high-tech equipment is lost, the invincible enemy is nothing more than that.

Gripping the assault rifle in my hand, I thought that the battle below would depend on this guy, don't get stuck.

The transporter drilled out of the clouds and opened up its view.

I was shocked by what I saw.

Various colors of fire and balls of light dotted the chaotic low-altitude area, and under the illumination of artificial daylight, nearly 100 transport planes flew in formation.

On the ground, wide roads crisscross the country, and explosions continue to explode between buildings and bunkers.

A large number of tanks and heavy chariots charged ahead, and the infantry chariots followed closely.

The tail smoke of the missiles passed through the assault group and penetrated into the enemy's positions.

In the depths of the enemy's position, a storm of flames unleashed by the army's heavy artillery rolled wildly, blowing away everything that stood in its way.

Sure enough, it was a big battle.

Is the front finger really sure that this is not a decisive battle?

With a shocked mood and a heart full of doubts, I felt dizzy.

"Everyone, hurry up!"

It wasn't an electronic synthesized sound that came from my ears, but the company commander's roar.

I struggled to look out the window. In the swirling field of vision, gray shadows burst into the group of transport planes. All kinds of firing lines and explosions intensified in an instant.

It's an attack aircraft.

In front of unarmed transport planes, these beasts of the air are like hungry wolves bursting into the flock.

As they flipped over, transport planes exploded into fireballs, scattering dancing infantry in the belly of the planes, or dragging tail smoke down to the ground.

The communication circuit was constantly murmuring, and I could hear countless warriors screaming and wailing.

Could it be that the enemy is already prepared?

For the enemy's air interception, our side will naturally respond with attack aircraft and anti-aircraft missiles.

As cargo in a transport plane, I can only pray that the landline is not shot down until rescue arrives.

A series of jamming bombs flew out from the side of the fuselage. Immediately, the two bright spots fell headlong into the scarlet halo of the jamming bomb, and the exploding fireball then engulfed the halo.

I didn't have time to congratulate myself on my escape. A banshee attack plane spitting tongues of fire comes into view. The railcannon swept over the fuselage in the blink of an eye.

There was a soft sound of the cardboard box tearing, and I turned my head to see Ivan beside me, a large man close to two meters, sucked out by the air flow without weight.

As he danced, a gray shadow passed by.

The big man turned into countless pieces of flesh and sprinkled out of the fuselage with a mist of blood.

Even in the fully wrapped combat suit, it seems that you can smell the smell of blood.

I subconsciously turned my face sideways, and I always felt that Ivan was still sitting next to me, staring at me.

I was scared for no reason, would he blame me, the squad leader, for placing him in a position of doomed death.

The quick-drying filler quickly closes the hole caused by bullet holes.

I consciously didn't look at the seat next to me.

When I looked away, I saw a full body of stumps and broken flesh, blood smeared everywhere.

There were also casualties in the cabin.

What happened to Karin?

The foreboding made me hardly dare to look for her, for fear of seeing her combat uniform embroidered with the Red Cross logo appear in front of me in the form of strips of cloth.

"Lucky general! Come on. ”

The shouts pulled me back to reality.

It turned out that she was still alive.

I rushed to help.

She fell to the ground covered in blood, and was wearing bandages.

"You're hurt!"

"Come and help, it's not my blood."

I was shocked, and I figured out that the railgun penetrated the fuselage and directly exploded the bodies of several comrades, and the flesh and blood in the cabin were theirs.

The company commander's guard was seriously wounded. He lost his entire left arm, and even his shoulder was shattered by the hinge.

Karin lay beside him, trying to stop the bleeding. However, the rupture of arteries and blood vessels, the spurting blood column could not be easily stopped, and the desperate struggle of the injured made the situation even more critical.

I couldn't help but feel sad and sad to see Karin, who had become half a blood person, working alone, as if I saw her injured and lying in a pool of blood.

I struggled to maintain my balance in a bumpy transport plane. Twice approached them, and twice involuntarily slipped away.

The more anxious I was, the more I wanted to help, the more the damn body's posture became bumpy.

Knowing that the pilot was trying to avoid enemy fire, I couldn't help but curse his unlucky piloting skills in my heart.

Seeing the gap, I jumped and finally reached the two of them.

When I held down the wounded soldier's body, his struggle had faded. Karin sped up her already highly efficient first aid maneuvers.

I felt the body in my arms cooling, and he didn't have to hold it down, and he didn't struggle anymore.

But Karin had no intention of stopping.

Stopping the bleeding, applying bandages, tonic agents, cardiopulmonary resuscitation, massage, electric shock defibrillation, she tried every known first aid step to try to snatch the person back from the clutches of death.

"Stop, people can't do it."

"Nonsense, it's not time to give up, you come and give him oxygen, and I'll have another set of electric shock defibrillation."

The corpse was left with only a little warmth, and Karin still didn't give up.

She fell into a state of madness, repeating the first aid she had tried many times, and seemed to be planning to keep trying.

Big hands grabbed her shoulders, and thick arms wrapped around her at once, dragging her away from the corpse.

"You let go! He can still be saved...... Let go of me, he'll wake up soon......"

She screamed hysterically, crying. The thick arms resolutely separated her from the corpse, and ignored her mouth and bit her forearm with hatred, and gently hugged her so that she would not see the corpse again.

It was Lieutenant Damon, who kept patting Karin on the back like a child while stopping Karin from going berserk.

"Alright, alright. It's all over, you just let him go in peace. ”

The burly man, with an iron-blooded expression, said words so gently.

Watch as Karin in his arms gradually stops screaming hysterically and cries loudly.

I felt a lump in my chest.

I was so far worse than the lieutenant that my heart ached.

The airframe vibrates, and the landing lights come on.

As the hatch slowly opened, explosions and noise poured in.

The gaze that had been staring at me was gone.

Yes, Ivan must have gone into battle to kill the enemy.

I also have to go to the battlefield and fulfill my mission.

I have no right to be sad here, because my life is no longer my own.

Re-energizing, I rushed out of the cabin with my assault rifle in my hand.

The second shift was on guard, the third shift was assembling, I turned my head to look around, and saw the brothers of the first shift waving to me.

Quickly stepped forward, and at a distance of twenty meters, Fang Hushan's voice came from the earphones, "Come on, the platoon commander has assigned a task, asking us to take down the street corner in front of us, and wait for the assault troops on the spot." ”

I watched the situation as I ran.

The landing field is located in a wide area, with surface roads crisscrossing and elevated passageways, and some empty rails that have not had time to be removed are hung between several sniper towers.

More than ten transport aircraft have been parked at this landing site.

Some of the fighters of the fraternal units had already exchanged fire with the enemy stationed there.

The white smoke rolled, and a single anti-tank missile hit the transport plane not far away, setting off a rolling wave of fire, and you could feel the scorching heat in your face through the combat uniform.

I made the judgment that in order to occupy the intersection, I had to first take control of the nearby elevated road.

"Fang Hushan, you set up a machine-gun fire point at the corner of the street with Edlaide, Grice, and Rose."

"You are responsible for fire suppression, and Ross will set up improvised fortifications as soon as possible, and the island type will be. Grice teamed up with Edlaide to set up a firepower call station with wired and optical signals. If the call is successful, coordinate long-range fire to strike at the elevated roads that are not under the control of our army as soon as possible, and take out those empty rails along with them. ”

Watching my men rush to the street, I motioned for the remaining three to follow, and I wanted to take the nearest elevated road as fast as I could.

"Squad leader, it seems that someone wants to steal business with us."

Max is so unhurried no matter what the situation.

Following the direction he was pointing, I saw about a squad of fighters approaching through the elevated passage to the target through a sling.

The line of fire flickered, and the three warriors who were on the sling, their bodies trembled and fell on their backs in the air, and the automatic rigging still maintained normal power to send the three of them to the bottom of the elevated passageway.

As the rigging was unhooked, the three corpses fell straight down, like three big burdens, and the thud stirred up dust half a meter high.

"There are snipers!" Max changed his mind and quickly ran to the nearest shelter, and the three of us hurriedly followed.

As I ran, I looked back at the remaining five people on the elevated road, and there were only three of them standing, one of whom had its head blown up along with the covered helmet.

Red blood, black helmet lining, and white brains formed a strange fountain scattered like flowers.

By the time I found cover and looked again, there was no one standing under the elevated road.

A squad of fighters is reimbursed in the blink of an eye. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, just the four of us, can we really take that elevated road?