Body 083. I'll do it myself
There was a dead silence on the battlefield.
The red, translucent barrier still looms around the battlefield, faintly reflecting the steel wreckage inside the barrier that still emits black smoke.
But there is nothing else. The fierce explosion just now, the frequent flashes of light, all disappeared without a trace.
"The situation seems very bad right now." The host's slightly dry voice came into Morrison's ears, "According to the speculation of military experts, it seems that the aliens have launched an electromagnetic attack just now, and the main effect of this attack is ......"
Gabriel of Baltimore also grabbed his hair and showed the same desperate expression as those around him: "It's over...... It's all over ......."
Obviously this is a trap. The aliens patiently fought the Earth Army until reinforcements arrived, and after they all stepped into the battlefield in ignorance, they were all wiped out.
"The electromagnetic attack didn't spread outside the battlefield, but now we're ready to go inside and have a look." A flying radio turned in circles, "Our model is a special night type, and we hope it will last long enough." β
The images on the battlefield really appeared in front of the world this time. The wreckage of the chariot covered almost every inch of the ground, and the unextinguished flames loomed through the black smoke, a clear reminder of what had happened in the past 20 hours or so, and how many soldiers who knew they would not survive had stepped into the land without hesitation.
"Oh, damn it......" Morrison groaned.
In the camera of the broadcaster, more and more red lines are slowly emerging, which are silent but will not show mercy to the alien army. At this time, the steel chariot army of the earth remained silent, as if it were a tombstone.
"There should be quite a few people alive in the tank, they are just temporarily paralyzed by the equipment system...... As long as...... As long as ...... "host" didn't say anything for a long time. What else can be said? Now expect a miracle and the system to suddenly get back up and running? Or do you expect these soldiers to leave the chariots and storm the enemy's chariot lines with their flesh and blood?
The Lines slowly approached the silent group of steel chariots, several of which had already opened fire, destroying the fortress at the front and moving on, slaughtering in the same cold order as ever.
But at this moment, a point of light rushed out of the smoke and hit the front line chariot, bursting out a cloud of sparks, beating the chariot to the ground, and then another point of light, this time the line chariot was directly smashed into slag, and everyone reacted: this is the cannonball of the chariot!
There's also an Earth Chariot that can be run!
At this moment, a steel spider rushed out of the chariot group, and hit the other enemies with two shells in a row, avoiding the counterattack from the opposite side with exquisite movements, and directly smashed into the dense line chariot!
"It's the car!" The host screamed, "Sergeant Borg Ansol! Single-handedly rush to the front chariot! They are alive! They can still fight! Oh God, how did they do it! β
Morrison and his friends shouted, "Well done! Hold on! β
Countless lines of chariots turned their muzzles, and the alarms in the cockpit were locked one after another, Borg looked ahead and connected to the channel: "Colonel, if you don't come, I won't wait for you!" β
"The self-test just ended, sorry, I waited for a long time." Colonel Chandler answered in the channel.
Immediately afterward, nearly a hundred chariots rushed out of the silent steel cluster like the Deathbringer!
Although it is much worse than the scene of thousands of chariots marching together, they are like a beacon in the darkness, rekindling the flame of hope!
"When humanity is completely plunged into darkness after dusk, I can be the torch that leads humanity in the direction of its direction." Zhao Yu whispered.
"What are you talking about, old man?"
"Just remember what someone said." Zhao Yu shifted his attention back to the battle, "There are fewer chariots to keep up with than expected, it seems that we can only rely on luck to continue to move forward!" β
"There is a lack of tacit understanding, and there is no way to do it. I was amazed that Colonel Chandler was able to react and give orders, and that so many tanks were executed! Borg replied.
As he spoke, Colonel Chandler's scarred BTX had caught up with the Deathbringer: "Sergeant Borg, cover me!" β
"What are you doing in cover? Relying on your armor to be thicker, you want to rush to the front to attract firepower? Borg puffed out a puff of smoke and sneered, "Save it, Colonel, I said it a long time agoβwe can hold out longer than you can!" β
MF1 accelerated again, dodged three shells in a row, and then poked the main gun into a line chariot and fired a fierce shot, and before everyone could react, it had already rushed out dozens of meters!
"Alright, alright, we'll cover you!" Colonel Chandler sighed, "All units, plan No. 6, cover forward!" β
There were fewer and fewer chariots that could follow the Deathbringer forward, and more and more of the red-lined chariots flocking to the remnants of the army, but in this sea of red-glowing death, two chariots stood out.
That's the MF1 from the Borg and the BTX from Chandler.
The MF1 is like a sharp knife, always able to pierce the weakest point of the enemy in front of it, paralyzing the opponent as quickly as possible, thus opening a narrow but vital path, while BTX always follows behind it, accurately hitting every vehicle that tries to aim at MF1, while dodging other random shots aimed at itself, the two tanks gallop one after the other in the encirclement of the red line chariot, the picture is transmitted to the world through the broadcaster, and the people's blood boils to see it, and the host roars like he is going crazy:" Hold on, hold on! Guys! You can do it! You can do it! β
Borg shrugged his shoulders: "It's almost the limit, guys?" β
"It's been there early!" Hunter replied with an ugly face.
It is always flesh and blood, no matter what kind of genetic modification and auxiliary chips have unsurpassable limits, dozens of hours of continuous high-load operation have overloaded more than half of the chips, not to mention the wear and tear of machinery in continuous combat, the Death Messenger crew can hold on to the present, and the most appropriate word to describe this situation is probably "miracle".
Zhao Yu took a deep breath: "Theoretically, we can advance another thousand meters!" β
"It's about the same as I expected, but that's really when it's time for us to die." "We can't have the energy to go one metre further...... I think Colonel Chandler is about the same. β
"We need a little respite!" Zhao Yu agreed, "Even if it's three minutes!" β
"There's no way there's ...... this time," Hunter shook his head, "and we'll be beaten to scrap metal if we pause for just three seconds!" β
As he spoke, another shell grazed the MF1's flank, and the armor plate's sensing device screeched, alerting the crew that it might not be able to block the next attack.
But then Colonel Chandler's communication interjected: "Sergeant, new reinforcements have arrived!" β
"Reinforcements?"
Suddenly, something jumped onto the top of the Deathbringer, and then jumped out of the way.
"Holy, what the hell is that?" Hunter screamed.
Borg twitched the muscles in his face: "Old man, it seems familiar, is there any?" β
Zhao Yu looked at the screen stunned: "This is the reinforcements?" Kind of interesting......"
Dozens of short-haired men in black tights burst into the enemy group with their bare hands without saying a word, followed by a group of strange-looking animals wielding a variety of weapons.
It was a gray wolf, and those bizarre bionic weapons.
"We get the latest intelligence...... The latest combat weapons from the Alliance Army have joined the fray! The host exclaimed, "I hope this amazing army can work!" β
Lines of chariots were constantly overturned or dismembered by the Gray Wolf Legion, and the silent robots protected the Deathbringer to move on, this battle line had extended to a distance of less than two thousand five hundred meters from the giant tower, and one of the surviving MF2s couldn't help but fire a cannonball, which flew smoothly in the air for more than two thousand meters, and exploded a brilliant spark on the outer wall of the giant tower!
However, after the explosion, the tower was not damaged in any way, and not even a single crack or crater could be seen.
"In vain...... Borg said coldly, "The alien guy has long said that that tower is not a product of earth technology, and if we can damage it, we can directly count it as passing the first stage test." β
"Commander, you remember it so clearly......" Zhao Yu frowned, "Damn, it's going to be 24 hours soon!" The first stage has not yet passed! We don't have much time to lose! β
"Doesn't that look like a gray wolf is of much use......" Hunter sighed as he watched a gray wolf being torn apart by artillery fire, "though I admit they're brave......"
Zhao Yu operated the chariot mechanically, and after more than ten hours of continuous fighting, he had already formed an instinctive reaction, and this instinct, combined with the warning in his head, allowed Zhao Yu to reach a magical state: he could operate the chariot with precision, while thinking a lot of questions in his head, and even communicating with Borg and them without affecting the chariot's action.
"I have a plan." Zhao Yu suddenly spoke.
Borg couldn't help but tremble: "Old man, what are you going to do again?" β
"The condition for aliens is that humans survive to enter the ......gate of the giant tower," Zhao Yu said while thinking, "Maybe we shouldn't charge with chariots, chariots should be auxiliary...... We should rush in with mech infantry! β
Hunter shook his head first: "No kidding, the mecha infantry was smashed by a single shot of the tank!" So many tanks ......"
"Maybe there's real hope!" Borg interrupted, "We have broken through here, there are more than two thousand meters left, if tens of thousands of mecha infantry attack together, plus a sufficient number of combat vehicles to support, theoretically no matter how many alien combat vehicles can completely stop ......"
Hunter looked behind him: "It's a pity that we don't have that many mech infantry now. β
"The electromagnetic shock just now should be the trick that the other party predicted in advance!" Zhao Yu sighed, "According to the convention, the electromagnetic shock will not be re-launched for a few hours, because it will damage the system without distinction between friend and foe......"
"I know what you mean, if there are still 20,000 mecha infantry, we have a hope of success." "But we don't have 20,000 infantry right nowβthere's probably less than a hundred mechs still moving." β
"If we had two more hours, we could have gathered this number of reinforcements, but we don't have two hours either." Zhao Yu smiled bitterly, "We may not even be able to last twenty minutes!" β
Hunter lamented, "What the hell are you two going to say?" β
Zhao Yu took out one hand to lift the mask: "I'm going to try it myself." β
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There is also a chapter over the weekend