Because of the backward infrastructure in Sokovia and the heavy snow, the speed of the assembly of the security forces of the giant god is extremely slow, but this is also convenient for Bishop and them, because it is just in time for the construction of the barracks, which is basically to build a batch of houses and arrive in a batch.

And if a large corps attack is launched, it will have to wait until the beginning of the next spring, and the rebels will not be able to deal a devastating blow to the rebels with Fighting Falcon gunboats and light infantry alone. Fisher didn't want another law and order war.

However, although he was not ready for the attack, but in terms of defense, Fisher did not dare to be sloppy, the first C17 and C5 transport planes to transport over were long-range anti-aircraft missiles, in addition, a large number of MD mobile batteries were also deployed on the cordon, this thing has two 20mm rapid-fire guns, which are used to deal with light infantry and helicopters.

The titan's fanfare made the rebels frightened, but then the baron's support gave them some confidence to regain a little, a team of heavily armed soldiers, tanks, self-propelled guns, and even they saw huge armored fighters more than two meters tall (refer to the heavy armor of the German headquarters) In addition, there were more powerful fighters, according to the baron, this was his first elite troops, followed by the second and third batches, but these supports were not free, the baron cited the need for labor, A group of elite troops numbering about 10,000 people was taken from them.

"Mr. Baron, can we attack them now!"

In the rebels' stronghold, more than a dozen faction bosses with the rank of general were flatteringly surrounding the baron.

"Attack whom?" The baron looked at the map in front of him lightly, and there were many distant maps of the Titan's defense facilities, which he sent his right-hand men to investigate, but because the Titan's drones were scattered too much, and they also strictly searched the civilians who entered the control area, once they found suspicious equipment, they were ready to go to Africa to dig iron ore. Therefore, the investigators in makeup could only lie down quietly in the distance and shoot with a telephoto lens.

"Atlas, those mercenaries, we can drive them out of the border!" One of the bosses said proudly.

"Stupid!" The baron's faint tone made the boss have a bunch of words to say stuck in his throat, and he couldn't go down, and his face turned red.

"The Atlas offensive will at least wait until the beginning of spring next year, and our current enemy is the government army!" Looking at the skeptical eyes of the people around him, the baron was a little skeptical that his choice was right or wrong, didn't these people have any tactical vision at all?

"Look, gentlemen! Government Army-Controlled Areas! The baron clapped his hands, and the two soldiers, wrapped in sealed armor, pulled open the large map on the wall of the room.

"The government army currently controls a population of 1.45 million, nearly sixty percent of the country's land, they have airports, military factories, a large number of arsenals, granaries, these are what we are in urgent need of at the moment, the giant god is a porcupine covered with spikes, we go to attack them now, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg!"

"Neither can your elite troops?" Some people are puzzled.

"A tie at most!" The baron shook his head regretfully, he hadn't paid much attention to those arms companies before, because he thought that I was the first in the world of great German technology, but it wasn't until recently that he really got to know the giant god, he found that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and the giant god who drew nutrition from the superpower of the United States even has a tendency to steadily suppress them, and the most important thing is that unlike their black technology that rises from the ground, the equipment of the giant god is almost the trend of the development of existing human science and technology, nuclear fusion, exoskeleton, robot, These technologies can be converted to civilian use, and they continue to draw wealth from the world, and what are their black technologies? The enhanced transformation technology left over from the empire, the sequelae is that the receptor will become unrecognizable, exoskeleton armor, the material of this thing is still ordinary steel, and they have not yet mastered the technology of energy miniaturization, soldiers have to carry a backpack-sized energy source, and robots, they can't build the kind of tactical robots that can cooperate with police operations and have a certain logical thinking ability.

"Ahh A gang boss gasps (Cool Skin)

"But they also have a fatal weakness, the giant god is a company after all, businessmen are profit-seeking, and attacking us is nothing more than to fight for a good name for them, so we just need to drag, drag it down, and wait until the moment when their financial resources can't support it, we will win!"

"Baron Takami!" The bosses of the factions then understood, they can afford it, the giant god can afford it, as long as the giant god leaves, their target will be the government army again!

"So we are now taking this opportunity to attack the government forces, they will let their guard down because of our war with the Titans, those soldiers are busy crouching in their bunkers to keep warm, and if we launch a surprise attack, they will be caught off guard! High, the baron's clever means! Everyone hurriedly gave a thumbs up and couldn't help but praise.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my troops will tear through the defense line of the government army, and then it will be your turn to perform, and it depends on your performance how much territory you can fight!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency!" The faction bosses looked at each other, and now they were not allies, but competitors, and when they thought of this, everyone's eyes turned wrong.

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Petrolenko, a recruit of the 352nd Infantry Division of the government army, was completely attracted by the conscription officer's theory of defending the country after less than six months of enlistment, but it was not until he went to the battlefield that he realized that everyone seemed to be Sokovians.

He was ready to be discharged from the army after 18 months, and went home to take care of his younger siblings and raise the dozen cows, and his squad leader actually had the same idea until this morning.

Still washing his face and brushing his teeth in the trenches, he was suddenly half-buried by the collapsed soil, and by the time his squad leader dug him out of the soil, a wheeled tank shaped like a movie science fiction prop had already rushed to their position with the fire of an RPG bazooka, and the cannon in the shape of a water hose spewed out purple plasma beams, easily beating a T55 tank that their regiment commander regarded as a treasure into scrap metal, and the members of the car were burned to char in front of his eyes.

"Run! Come on! "This is the last thing his poor squad leader said before being crushed in two by the wheel after the defense line collapsed, damn it, the squad leader still has a flower-like fiancée in his hometown, how sad it must be!

However, Petronko firmly remembered the words of the squad leader, and he had developed a good pair of legs and feet from herding cattle in the mountains since he was a child, and he had already set foot on his way home when the tanks chased the fleeing regimental headquarters.

"There is also tobacco for my dad when I go home this time, my younger brothers and sisters should like the canned food that is issued, plus the salary during this time, it is enough to marry Martha from the next house!" Petrenko, who was so calculating, walked dozens of kilometers of mountain roads and returned to the small village in his hometown.

When he reached the intersection of the village, he noticed that something was wrong, and two wide wheel prints led straight to his small village surrounded by mountains.

"No, no, no!" Looking at the more and more clear imprints, Petronko's mind went blank, because this wheel imprint was not a truck tractor as he was well aware, and not even tanks and armored vehicles!

"No, no, no!" When Petrolenko, who was eagerly running back to the village, entered the village, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The kind and kind village chief was stripped of his clothes, and knelt on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, and the frost attached to his body showed that he had frozen to death for a long time, and behind him were the village blacksmith and the barefoot doctor, who maintained the same posture as the village chief, and their eyes were full of unwillingness.

Upon entering the village, he saw more dead people, men, women, old people, children, corpses on top of each other, with anger, pain, and innocence in their eyes, and a little girl who died with a doll in her hand.

"Aren't we compatriots?" Petrolenko couldn't help but cry bitterly, these people had been dead for less than ten hours, but he couldn't smell a trace of blood, because the blood had been frozen by low temperature.

When he stumbled back to his home, he found his father killed by a bayonet next to his mother's corpse, and the cattle were nowhere to be found, and to his devastation, his younger siblings were burned alive in the mill, and he found only a few mutilated bones from the ashes.

"Martha?" When he left his house to see his childhood sweetheart next door, he found his lover lying in front of the door in disheveled clothes, with a huge hole in his white back, and the flesh around the wound had been scorched.

The depressed Petrolenko could not hold on any longer, he fled from the village like mad, chased after him along the wheel mark, he wanted to hear those people with his own mouth, aren't we compatriots? Why, do you treat your fellow citizens like this!

A day later, a disillusioned Petronko caught up with a group of resting armed soldiers, resting in front of a wheeled tank he had seen before.

"It's you!" Petrolenko yelled and pounced, but then was knocked to the ground.

"Where did the madman come from? It's that team that hasn't cleaned up again! A soldier with an oak leaf on his collar stepped on Petronko's face, his tone full of disdain.

"Why did you kill those civilians, aren't we companions?" Trampled in cold muddy water, Petrolenko tried to resist, but to no avail, the enemy's strength was like a boulder, and he was overwhelmed.

"Compatriots? Hahaha! "It's as if the soldiers had heard a big joke, and the soldier who stepped on Petrolenko loosened his oppression and opened his helmet.

"Compatriots? Sorry, you don't deserve it! ”

"You guys?" Petrolenko looked at that face, it was the most terrifying face he had ever seen in his life, the muscles were turned out, the facial features were distorted, the raised green tendons were like earthworms, and the hideous expression was a hundred times more terrifying than the zombies in the movie.

"We? We are gods! The soldier who opened the helmet smiled and raised his weapon at Petrolenko.