The conning tower is ten meters high, and ordinary people jump down, and if they don't die, they have to be crippled, but the "Blue Sky Raider" exoskeleton is additionally equipped with a booster system, which activates the cushion when it falls, and the anti-gravity module on the sole of the foot is just right to support Simon to the ground.

"Ford, take care of Josh." Simon said to the technical sergeant who stayed behind to guard the control tower.

"The Texas cowboy was very hard, he got a first-aid shot, bandaged the wound to stop the bleeding, and he just needed to rest for a while." Ford gestured with an ok gesture and smiled with his white teeth bared.

Simon nodded, and the countless drones whistling overhead flew towards the final goal of the airborne operation, the 406 mm naval gun fortress, and the capture of the fire control control tower could only be regarded as temporarily clearing the airspace of the fortress, and without destroying the naval gun fortress, the raid operation would never be considered a success!

"Look, our birds." Patrick pointed to the red-flashing drones, which were not Sparrowhawk-class light attack aircraft, but Sparrow-class tactical support drones, which meant that they were on a suicide mission.

Simon untied the visible mask that covered his entire face, took a deep breath of the smoke-smelling air, and there was a faint scar on his eyebrow bone, which was a memorial left by the Battle of Frankfurt, but it did not affect Simon's handsome appearance, Simon hammered his fist on Patrick's shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

"Rangers, get out of the way!"

Everyone immediately responded in unison: "Unstoppable!" ”

The Imperial Emar Fortress held the important communication line from Country F to Country G, and the small fortress was turned into a fortified area, where many Allied counteroffensives stopped, and the Emar Fortress was impeccable in its defense of the Allied direction, whether on the ground or in the air, the attacker could never cross the fire net without paying a heavy price.

Tonight, only one battalion of Rangers managed to take control of the fortress.

The fire control tower is also the command hub of each area of the fortress, and the Rangers captured all the control towers in five minutes for their first raid, hacking into the fire control system, even the central control tower.

The Empire anticipated a sudden landing of Allied forces from the sky. If the Allied ground forces launched an attack, the distance of hundreds of kilometers was enough to provide any early warning, and no matter how powerful the main battle mechs and land tanks were, they would not be able to withstand the bombardment of 406 mm heavy artillery. As long as the airborne radar detects it, the densely deployed self-propelled anti-aircraft firepower, whether parachuting or taking an airdrop capsule, will tear all intruders from the air to shreds.

The vultures folded their wings and hid in the darkness, and it wasn't until the final moment of the airdrop that the radar detected the Rangers, but it was too late to aim! Shoot!

The Rangers were under huge overload pressure, carrying jetpacks on their backs, from an altitude of 15,000 meters, to the ground in one minute.

War favors only the brave! Whoever is more imaginative and has more action will be the master of the battlefield!

"Build a line of defense!" Simon said in the team correspondence that Patrick was half-crouched behind the barricade and the M47 erected a bipod, and the feed riser ejected and set up in machine gun/mode.

However, there was no flood of enemy troops in front of him, the command center was destroyed, all the enemy's electronic communications were destroyed, and the unified command was lost, no matter how elite the soldiers were, they were nothing more than headless flies with big heads, especially the rangers were supported by drones, and the enemies who dared to approach Simon's team became a pile of rotten meat without exception.

The sniper was killed in the previous battle, and Simon was reluctant to use the M110A4 sniper rifle. Stroking the texture of the guns, it is like returning to the ruins of the Kosnyburg Cathedral five years ago.

The soldiers couldn't wait to pry open the dark green airdrop weapon box, and after the anti-aircraft fire of the fortress turned, the "vulture" transport plane received a signal and dropped the second round of airdropped attack weapon box. The 101 Airborne Regiment of the 502 Air Assault Division will arrive in half an hour. The premise is a smooth ride.

"Guys, here comes the big toy." Simon leaned his sniper back and said.

……

"Send another report to the theater command! The fortress has been raided and urgent support is needed! Major General Nikonov roared like a lion trapped in a cage.

The Imperial Signal Corps tried to send a distress message in the midst of an increasingly noisy and disorderly signal, but it was doomed to be in vain. There are not only vultures in the stratosphere, but also several state-of-the-art electronic jammers, and the entire fortress has pulled up an invisible net, and no known military communication signals can enter or leave the fortress. What's more, among the drones in the fortress, many models are purely electronic countermeasures.

Full-band suppression

Kicking over the guards who had reported another piece of bad news, Major General Nikonov looked down through the high-strength explosion-proof glass window, claiming to be bleeding the Allied forces, and the million-dollar fortress of Emar was falling into the hands of the Allied airborne troops. Fortunately, the naval artillery fortress has an independent system, and the internal and external defense capabilities are outrageous, once the armored gate with a thickness of one meter is raised, no one will want to shake the security of the fortress.

The major general cursed secretly, but wanted to see how these airborne troops, who had no means of attacking fortifications and only light weapons, threatened the naval artillery fortresses. Even if their own reinforcements were blocked by the inevitable counteroffensive of the Allied forces, the 406 mm naval guns were in control and dealt a severe blow to the Allied vanguard, and the Allied intentions were still frustrated!

There was something strange at the end of the field of vision, the major general hurriedly brought the binoculars to take a closer look, and his throat moved ominously, the major general was not religious, but at this time, he suddenly found that the only hope could only be pinned on God's mercy.

……

Except for the necessary personnel to clear the stragglers and control the points, all the Rangers gathered under the naval gun fortress, Captain Ambrose was impressively in the column, and the armored gate engraved with the Imperial seven-pointed star in front of him seemed to make the captain helpless, the pitch black marks from the cautery of several hollow charges were the best proof, and the captain looked up at the four huge 406 mm triple naval guns on the top of the fortress, which were once close at hand, but still out of reach.

A 406-millimeter shell weighing more than a ton can change the world within a blast radius of several hundred meters, whether it is a behemoth such as a land tank or a mecha infantry, all of them are treated equally and turned into ashes.

The time for a counteroffensive has come, and these naval guns are the thorn in the side of the Allies that they fear the most.

The captain stepped on the cigarette butt at his feet, put on a visual mask, and indifferently ordered: "Everyone stand back, attack as soon as the shelling is over." ”

Tonight, the time has come to pull out the thorns.

Simon dragged the XM204 experimental version of the ultra-light multi-purpose gun behind him, although it is ultra-light, the weight of 3 tons is not something that a lightweight exoskeleton like the "Blue Sky Raider" can handle, Simon is still walking like a fly. With cans, there is no such stupidity as a knife, after all, only in legends.

Simon is in the T-51 "Blue Devil" individual mecha, and the second round of airdrop attack weapon boxes, the individual mecha is the most important one. After eliminating all the weapon pods, the power of the mech reached an extremely incredible level.

When prehistoric humans hunted mammoths, they could only rely on crude stone spears and stone spears, and 10,000 years later, mammoths were not qualified to flee in the wilderness before human creation.

Simon lowered the muzzle of the gun, and five hundred meters away was the proud and sturdy armored gate, putting down the cannon to help the hoe, dressed in a single mech, the 155mm kinetic armor-piercing projectile in his arms was simply the weight of a doll, and this distance did not require any calibration or shelling at all.

Loaded into the shell, the seven-pointed star symbol on the armored gate is an excellent target, Simon pulls the firing, the high temperature and high pressure gunpowder gas pushes the 155 mm armor-piercing shell through the barrel, the extremely high speed of the chamber gives the projectile a very high armor-piercing ability, and after a fraction of a second, the seven-pointed star disappears, replaced by a large black hole.

The same scene took place in front of the armored gates, where the Rangers assembled the XM204 ultralight guns in the drop box, and then dragged them away by their mech-clad companions, and did not hesitate to shoot the armor-piercing shells against the armored gates of the ship's gun fortress, opening the way for the mecha vanguards, and the Rangers easily attacked the fortress.

Grabbing the Imperial Army soldier at hand, the head exploded like a ripe watermelon in the palm of the mecha, Simon didn't even bring the M47, the huge mecha is not suitable for using a "petite" rifle, the machine gun is the standard configuration of the mecha. Even empty-handed, Simon is completely invincible in the fortress of naval guns.

Smashing open the lock of the door of the command room, and did not expect the sparks from the bullet, the fortress command room was already covered with blood, Simon regretted to see the corpse of a general with a striking gold star on his shoulder, and the entire command system accompanied the general to be buried.

Sprewell was quick and snatched the general's gun, and Patrick grabbed Venus, but there was no need to grab it, the entire command room was their trophy. Captain Ambrose was very pleased with Simon's team's performance, otherwise it would have been their turn to attack the fortress command room.

Simon didn't want to sweep everyone up, and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but in the mecha cabin membrane, it was obviously impossible. The captain's voice came from the communication channel, ordering him to hurry up and move the disassembled ultralight gun to the roof of the fortress.

"Sergeant, I'll bring you some!" Before Simon left, Patrick shouted that the Serdyukov pistol, which was only available to Imperial officers, could be sold for a staggering price within the Allies, and everyone was busy making a windfall, but this young man from the Miren Isles remembered Simon.

Simon picked up the drop box, nodded, and walked into the freight elevator with heavy steps, and there were several guys standing next to Simon who had time to smoke, one of them with a beard playfully knocked Simon's thick breastplate, and teased: "Iron Man, can you fly?" ”

The beard was swept by Simon, and the rangers were crawling out of the pile of dead people, and the beard spat out a smoke ring indifferently, and added to himself: "If my girlfriend is Pepper, the Apollo moon landing is not a problem." ”

The Rangers laughed, stepped out of the elevator, and walked towards the 406mm guns in the face of the cold night breeze and whistling on their beards, Simon put the drop box in the open space, and several Rangers who had been trained in artillery came to assemble the guns.

The bearded man climbed up to the turret, assisted by an exoskeleton, light as an antelope, and in a few leaps he reached the slender barrel and said, "Iron Man, watch me make these big guys fly." As he spoke, he secured the energy blocks in his backpack one by one to the triple guns.

The stump-like barrels of the cannon snorted blue light, and a moment later, as if a chocolate bar had been broken, one after another was disconnected, and a long-lasting muffled sound could be heard from under the fortress.

The beard walked back again, pointed to the sky, and said, "The parachute group has arrived." ”

Simon looked up at the same sky where he had fallen half an hour ago, hundreds of drop pods were like meteors, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"They're slow."