"Major, according to the Southern Sentinel, a small group of unidentified troops appeared in the distance, rapidly approaching the battlefield." At this moment, the liaison officer came out of the command vehicle and said in a panic.

"Unidentified team?" Stilwell frowned, who could it be from the south? The Sovian Alliance Army? No way! Even if they take a helicopter gunship, it is impossible to arrive so quickly, not to mention that the 608th Armored Division of the enemy's First Army Corps is not a vegetarian, how can they be allowed to come over.

"Yes, according to the Sentinels, they are wrapped in thick power armor, but they are not 'guardian knights', but there are three different forms."

"Not the 'Guardian Knight'? How many are three? Stilwell was stunned.

"Major, the troops at the front ask if they want to attack."

Before Stilwell could speak, Grant next to him grabbed the liaison's hand with excitement on his face: "Among those people, are there any people who are carrying cooling towers and are bloated, just ...... Like a black bear? And those who are slightly smaller and carry a large assault rifle in their hands? ”

"Huh? Have you seen them? The liaison officer looked at Grant dumbfounded.

"I've seen it before! They were the ones who saved the lives of several of us. Leaving this sentence, he walked quickly towards the south, and Walton, Monroe and others behind him all had incredible expressions on their faces, and they didn't speak for a long time.

Only little Sam shook his fist at them as if he were showing off, grimacing, and then chased after Grant.

Although Stilwell next to him was a little unclear, he also knew a little about their conversation, and hurriedly ordered to the liaison officer: "Quick, tell the garrison team in the south not to fire, they are friendly troops." ”

"Oh." The liaison officer touched the back of his head, turned and plunged into the command vehicle.

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When Stilwell explained and rushed to the southern edge of the battlefield with Walton and the others, Grant was walking back and forth with an anxious face.

He took a pair of high-powered binoculars from the sentry's hand, held them flat in front of his eyes, and looked south.

At the end of the distant horizon, like a cascading wave, more than thirty figures walked in the distance. Walking at the front of the team, the 13 black charcoal heads wearing heavy armor and bloated bodies shook three times, and from a distance, they were not a team of black bears.

Behind them were 13 men with large assault rifles, their blue-black helmets reflecting the slanting sun on the horizon, reflecting a halo.

At the back are 12 flamethrowers, wearing gas masks, whose movements are wandering from side to side, like ghosts.

"This ...... What kind of equipment is this? Where did they come from? Stilwell swallowed and muttered to himself.

Grant and the others didn't know if it was because they were all focused on the horizon, or they didn't know how to answer, they didn't speak, they stretched their necks one by one, looking at the small black dots that were getting closer and closer at the end, revealing a complex look of surprise, puzzlement, joy, shock, and other multiple emotions fused together.

"With Tarosa, aren't they only 19 people? Why are there 38 people here? Joey stared blankly at the armored troops who were getting closer and closer at the end of his sight, and said with a blank expression.

"Look, the last 12-man team, oh my! Jet backpacks, which are only available to the elite special operations forces of the Republic of Dolanx, are extremely expensive to build. Monroe swallowed hard, his expression was not much stronger than Joey, when they broke up before, there were only 19 of them, two kinds of power armor, more than an hour of effort, not only the number of people has increased, but even the types of power armor have increased.

Little Sam was so overjoyed that if Walton hadn't held him down, he would have scurried out of cover early in the morning.

As the surprise subsided, Stilwell calmed down, slowly lowered his binoculars, and sighed softly. Even if these people are friendly and sincerely help their side, even if they are well equipped, they can fight with one against two, or even with one against three. However, let's not forget that the government army has more than 1,500 elite soldiers, and there is also a naval fleet to provide artillery support.

38VS15000？ Think about it with the soles of your feet and know what the outcome will be.

"I know what you're worried about." When Stilwell was distracted, Grant came up to his back and patted him on the right shoulder: "In all fairness, these soldiers are so strong that I have never seen them in my life. In the case of my company, if we were to face them, we would not need to be many, just pick out five or six armored soldiers at random, and we would all be overturned. ”

"What?" Stilwell thought that he had misheard, or that Grant was amused, turned his head, and looked at the man in front of him with a stern expression: "Grant, I heard you right, right?" Are you telling the truth? ”

"You heard it right." Grant said word by word.

"THE HEAVILY ARMED SOLDIERS IN THE FRONT ROW, THE DEFENSE IS SO STRONG, THE EMPIRE'S 'GUARDIAN KNIGHTS' DON'T DESERVE TO LIFT THEIR SHOES, AND THE 12.7MM HEAVY TURNTABLE CANNON IS LIKE TICKLING. Its attack power is even more terrifying, do you see the swarthy muzzle on the front of the arm? ”

"Don't look at me, yes, you guessed it right, those are grenade launchers."

"Besides, the row of lightly armed soldiers with large assault rifles in the back used only 9 people to beat more than 100 new unmanned fighters equipped with MINI missiles into a pile of steel garbage, and they only lost 2 people."

"As for the 12 units in the back with jet knapkins, to be honest, this is the first time I've seen them, and I don't know how effective they are. But, old friend, if you think about it, the enemy is hiding in those tall buildings, and our brothers will be spotted by snipers and shot before they can climb up. But what if they were replaced? Is it the highlands? Is it a depression? What's the difference? For them, the dilapidated factory area is no different from a flat road. ”

"Think about it, when the enemy is lying in the window, waiting to snipe our soldiers, what effect will it have on the battle situation if there is suddenly such an extra flying soldier on the battlefield?"

Grant's words were like the sea witch's spell, and Stilwell's mind couldn't help but think about it, and he saw the enemy wolf bèi fleeing, and vaguely heard the sniper's mournful screams.

It works, it works! This will be a sharp knife that pierces the enemy's heart, sending charcoal in the snow and saving the Alliance Army from danger.

"Quick, quick, Grant, Kelson, come with me to meet them, the gods are above, and we can't slow down our gods." Stilwell's expression was like a clear sky after a rain, and a row of snow-white teeth appeared on his originally dark face.

"Oh...... Oh! Kelson, who was in charge of guarding the perimeter of the Southern District, woke up from his boundless reverie, subconsciously agreed, jumped out of cover, followed Stilwell and Grant, and ran quickly towards the steel elite horse.

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