The supply convoys of the Four-Nation Coalition were attacked one after another by the reconnaissance brigade of the expeditionary force reorganized by the master regiment, and suffered heavy losses. In response to this state of affairs, Qin Wu sent the First Armored Division of the coalition forces to concentrate on escorting supplies.

Although the reconnaissance brigade has more than fifty town guards of different bloodlines, it is small in number after all, and has no advantage against large armored divisions.

In order to avoid damage to his descendants, Chen Xing ordered the big cat to stop the volley, and on the premise of ensuring safety, continue to wander behind the enemy army and carry out reconnaissance tasks.

On the fifth day of the artillery duel, at three o'clock in the morning, the coalition forces launched a large-scale attack on the weathered rock group where the expeditionary force was located under the cover of night.

Most commanders will choose to launch a battle at this time. For thermal weapons, night is a natural cover, which can greatly reduce casualties during the charge. By the time your own soldiers rushed to the enemy stronghold and began to engage in hand-to-hand combat, it was almost dawn. At this time, you can exert your maximum combat effectiveness.

Chen Xing, who was resting, was woken up and came to the war room in a military coat.

It's mid-to-late November, and it's early winter, and the air is getting unusually cold. The temperature difference between morning and evening in the wasteland is large, and the temperature has dropped to more than minus 20 degrees at this time.

Although a Sacred Domain powerhouse like Chen Xing is not afraid of the cold, even if the temperature drops by dozens of degrees, he can still run around in a single coat without feeling uncomfortable, but that is at the cost of consuming his own spiritual energy, so as long as there are conditions, high-level evolutionaries will still wear cold clothing.

"How's it going?"

Chen Xing immediately asked Xiang Caidie, who was guarding in front of the three-dimensional map.

"The enemy threw in an armored division and four infantry divisions, and the main breakthrough point was the position where they repeatedly shelled for several days." Xiang Caidie took a sip of hot coffee and replied.

"It seems that this Qin Wu still has some military talent." Chen Xing commented.

Xiang Caidie nodded and agreed, "It's really not the rumored recklessness. Then he analyzed, "It seems that they are ready to fight a protracted war." ”

In terms of the length of the defensive line of the weathered rock group, Qin Wu did not directly invest more than twenty divisions, but launched a local attack, that is, the other side had no intention of taking the position in one go.

On the three-dimensional tactical map, five red arrows line up and move in unison towards the higher weathered rock formations.

Although it was only a small arrow on the map, the battlefield was full of people and the sound of killing was shocking.

Under the cover of night, overlapping black shadows rushed towards the weathered rock highlands like a tide. Streams of fire burst out from behind them, submerging into the endless night sky. It was a light-dragging bullet fired by a winged mech, designed to direct the direction of the soldiers' attacks.

The artillery in the rear roared incessantly, and the shells screeched overhead, falling into the darkness ahead, blasting out clumps of rotten flames.

The defenders' return fire soon began, the black rock outlines flickering with fire, and stray fire rushed into the battlefield, followed by a thunderous rain of cannonballs.

The heavy mech, four or five meters tall, walked through the crowd of people on the battlefield with heavy steps, the heavy machine guns on the arms on both sides roared, and fired a long line of bullets towards the mountain.

"Tell me to shoot as accurately as possible at half the usual ammunition consumption."

Soon after the war began, Chen Xing gave an order to Xiang Caidie.

A protracted war is to constantly consume the ammunition, physical strength and will of both sides to see who can hold out to the end.

Obviously, the coalition forces are large in number and have sufficient ammunition supplies to constantly put in new combat units, while the expeditionary force is not only small in number, but also faces the possibility of running out of ammunition.

"Lu Shanhai, report the situation." Chen Xing dialed the quartermaster's voice.

The reply was quickly answered, "The supplies are already on the way, and they are expected to arrive tomorrow evening." ”

"You didn't run into any problems, did you?" Chen Xing was a little worried, he had too many political enemies in the country, and Racy alone was enough for him to have a headache, and those who hid in the shadows and did not surface.

"Don't worry, with my fat master personally escorting, I will definitely complete the task!"

"Thank you for your hard work." "As it should be!"

"Report!" As soon as Chen Xing turned off the communication, a messenger hurriedly ran in and saluted him.

Chen Xing nodded, and the messenger immediately said, "The 12th Brigade of the Expeditionary Force requests support!" The enemy has ascended to the high ground to engage in a melee with our troops, and the defensive line is about to be broken. ”

The position of the 12th Brigade is the position where Qin Wu personally led the artillery troops to bombard in the past few days, and after three days, the 12th Brigade has been half-crippled.

This defensive area was the main breakthrough point of the coalition army's offensive this time, with the intention of tearing it open and expanding the results of the battle.

"Hold on to your place and wait for reinforcements!" "Yes!"

"Xiang Caidie!" "In!" "Dispatch a war regiment and another brigade from the reserve army." "Yes!"

"Chief maid!" "In!" "Rush to the aid of the 12th Brigade Defense Area, if you encounter the Gluttonous Monarch, retreat immediately, don't fall in love with the war!" "Yes!"

"The 1st and 2nd Guards Regiments, ready for battle, ready for dispatch at any time." "Yes!"

A series of commands followed, as if a large number of variables were put into operation, and the situation on the battlefield began to change.

Thousands of coalition soldiers rushed to the high ground and seized various key points. The heavy mecha climbed the hill, the two thick mechanical legs bent and folded downward, and the winged steel plate on the back closed forward, turning into a machine gun fortress.

"Knock knock knock!"

The two heavy barrels with thick bowls retract back and forth, full of rhythm. The sound was muffled, and tongues of fire erupted several meters away.

This is a burst gun with a 25 mm caliber burst shell, the "Battlefield Ripper III.", a hybrid thermal weapon between a heavy machine gun and a cannon, which can both kill infantry and destroy mechs, and is the backbone of the battle.

In the face of the powerful firepower of the coalition forces, the defenders retreated one after another, and missed many firepower points.

"Hold on, reinforcements will be here soon!" "No, that iron pimple is too strong, the brothers can't bear it!"

Iron Pimple, the folk name for the heavy mecha of Chongshan Industries' "TombKeeper", is equipped with two burst guns that can be transformed into a machine gun fortress.

"I'm going to blow it up!" "Don't be impulsive!" "Help me take care of my mother!"

An expeditionary soldier rushed out of cover, the solid explosives in his arms glowing red.

"Drip, drip, drip, drip......"

The sirens became more and more urgent, but when the soldiers were less than five meters away, the machine gun fortress suddenly turned its muzzle, locked on the soldier's position, and spewed out fierce tongues of fire.

The soldier's body was instantly torn apart by the burst artillery, and the explosives in his arms exploded, and a huge fireball rose up.

"Brute!" "Brothers, fight with it!"

Just as the soldiers were grief-stricken and wanted to rush out and die together, suddenly a white light fell from the sky, as if the heavens had sent a divine punishment, and in an instant it penetrated the machine gun fortress.

"Boom!"

The fuel tank exploded, the ammunition exploded, and the flames burst into the sky.

Chen Xing, who used a tactical satellite to scan the battlefield, easily eliminated this firepower point.

More than ten minutes later, just as the position of the 12th Brigade was about to fall, with a clear shout, a golden light appeared in sight and swept the battlefield at an extremely fast speed.

At the last moment, seeing that Yue Canglian arrived, dozens of golden-armored female warriors let out high-pitched and neat shouts, and rushed towards the enemy army without stopping.

"Kill!"

These golden-armored female warriors are tall and fit, generally more than 1.8 meters tall, blonde hair and blue eyes, and are veritable "great Yanmars".

"What's that?" "It's a woman, and she's good-looking!" "Wow, such a beautiful girl is willing to be sent to the battlefield, it's really a tyrannical thing!" "Come on, come on, let Uncle take good care of you!"

The allied soldiers let out a playful laugh at the sight of the female warrior with a strong body, but they soon regretted it.

These golden-armored female warriors look quiet and beautiful, but when they kill people, they are like meat grinders, and they are extremely ferocious.

"Ahh "Don't, don't come here!"

The golden-armored female warrior charged at a neat pace, like a heavy bulldozer, grinding a bloody path through the enemy group.

Along the way, the stumps and arms were broken, the blood flowed like rivers, many soldiers were cut off by the waist, the lower half of the body was convulsed on the ground, and the upper body was howling and crawling everywhere, the scene was extremely cruel.

However, even more terrifying is yet to come.

A coalition soldier felt a chill on his face, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, and it turned out to be a pink petal. When you look up, you can see countless cherry blossom petals scattered from the sky, like a dream.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the petals, and a streamer of light quickly crossed the battlefield. The speed is so fast that it creates the illusion of a momentary moment, as if space is staggered up and down. Wherever the streamer passed, blood splattered like a fountain.

At the end of the streamer, a vigorous figure gradually appeared, the long knife was back sheathed, and it was heroic.

At this time, an enemy mecha spotted the target, turned the muzzle of the gun and shot two Vulcan chains, only to see the woman jump several meters high, and a front flip slashed downward.

In an instant, the airfoil mech, along with the cockpit and the operator in the cockpit, split in two, and the oil mixed with blood splattered out, slowly falling to the sides.

With the addition of Moon Canglian, the morale of the 12th Brigade was greatly boosted, and it began a counterattack to recapture many of the lost firepower points.

A new warband then arrived on the battlefield and regained control by driving the enemy off the heights in one fell swoop.

Sappers built defensive lines against fire and re-attached barbed wire.

The coalition forces rushed several more times, but all of them failed, unable to occupy the point of fire as at the beginning. At this time, a touch of fish white appeared on the horizon, and then the morning light illuminated the earth.

As dawn came, the defenders' firepower suddenly rose to a higher level, aiming more accurately, and the coalition casualty rate soared rapidly.

The coalition soldiers were beaten to the point of complete morale and instinctively retreated. But as soon as he retreated to the foot of the mountain, the roar of crane guns sounded behind him.

Large swaths of the retreating coalition soldiers fell like wheat harvests. Turning his head, he saw that it was not the enemy attacking from behind, but the gendarmerie supervising the battle.

To retreat is to die!

And it was a glorious death.

"Don't, don't shoot!" "Holy shit!"

The soldiers soon had a choice between sacrificing their lives for their country and being executed by deserters, rushing back to the high ground and using their flesh and blood to consume the defenders' ammunition.