"Report the damage of the War Apostle." The commander of the thirteenth division ordered hurriedly.

The officers in the hall were a little surprised, thinking that under such a penetrating firepower, how could such a huge target be hit one after another, but looking at the appearance of the division commander, it seemed that they were a little worried about the results of this battle?

The staff officer was stunned when he heard the division commander's order, and a prompt sound sounded on the light screen, and he hurriedly called up the bombing data just now.

"Exterior armor is off by six percent, and the target's movement speed is slightly increased"

When everyone in the hall heard this data, they all looked incredulous.

There is not the slightest drop in speed! Doesn't that mean that its performance hasn't been compromised in the slightest?

And the external metal armor, which only blew off six percent? It seems that 4 percent of them are the result of the 37 "Striker" missiles just now.

In this case, doesn't it mean that this round of covering bombing has achieved very little results?

Didn't even reach two percent of the battle losses?

The commander of the thirteenth division sat in his seat for a long time without squeaking, his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the light curtain covered by dust and smoke, and he said in a half-loud voice: "Superimposed infrared mode." ”

As the picture changed, the commander of the thirteenth division and several staff officers, Huo Ran, got up and looked at the war apostle running wildly in the rain of bullets in the light curtain with an extremely shocked and complicated gaze.

The War Apostle on the screen was galloping in the rain of bullets, and countless high-speed shells passed by it, but it was difficult to meet.

In the picture, the Apostle of War may be hit at any time, but it seems to be able to predict in advance, twisting its body, like a wind swinging willow in a rainstorm, although it cannot completely avoid all the shells due to its huge body, but it tries to make the shells not overlap and hit the same area.

The field cannon was originally inferior to the 'Striker' missile in terms of intensity and penetration, and it could not achieve overlapping strikes, and even the alloy armor on the Apostle of War could not break through.

The seemingly wide-open but well-calculated evasive action lasted only three minutes, and it had already broken through the smoke and dust raised from the wasteland, like a titan giant in Greek mythology, continuing to rush towards the Thirteen Districts!

Whether it was initially sniped by the missiles of the Black Hawk Fighter Group, or in the subsequent evasion process of dodging the bombing of the Field Battery Group, the War Apostle never slowed down in the slightest, even every evasive action that was not completed by humans was completed in high-speed running, and the speed tended to get faster and faster, so fast that it was about to turn into a blurred silver light.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel a little frightened, such a terrifying mass acceleration, if it continued to rush into the thirteen city districts at this speed, wouldn't it be that the urban buildings along the way would be directly razed to the ground?

Hit head-on by the war apostles, who seemed to be in a frenzy, the headquarters of the 13th Division fell silent.

The commander of the thirteenth division stared at the galloping war apostle, forcing himself to calm down, and now he no longer expected his division to destroy it, or even to injure it.

According to the speed of the target, it will rush into the thirteen districts within three minutes, and during this time, it can only achieve the last round of group bombardment.

And what he can do is to limit the opponent's speed and peel off the layer of alloy armor that is not low in defense!

"Projectile cluster magnetic storm mines! The target covers eight to twenty kilometers outside the city, all in stock! Fast! ”

With the transmission of invisible electromagnetic signals in the air, hundreds of minelaying armored vehicles that had already driven into the streets of the city began to throw cluster electromagnetic mines, and countless black canisters the size of wine barrels were thrown outside the city and submerged into the wasteland.

This kind of electromagnetic storm mine is generally used to restrict the travel path of the mecha, once the mecha enters the range, these magnetic storm mines will explode, forming a cloud of blue plasma, which will make the mecha lose control, and directly melt the auxiliary electronic processor of the mecha.

But now the target is a war apostle, and the commander of the thirteenth division only hopes that the opponent can have momentary paralysis under the continuous blasting of electromagnetic mines, so that the third round of covering bombing can be effective and make it possible for the Blackstone mecha team to meet the enemy.

At the same moment, the field battery, after calibrating the ballistics, began the third round of fire coverage.

The War Apostle looked up, and naturally saw the iron cans thrown into the rock, but he didn't know what kind of weapon they were. But it has basically blocked the path of the process, and the only way is to rush forward.

Before the third round of artillery fell, it had already rushed into a minefield.

After the explosion of those mines, countless small flywheels were ejected, and in a series of strange and sharp whistling sounds, countless blue plasma streams were suddenly ejected between these flywheels, as if a thunder net was spreading.

This kind of weapon, which has a strong lethality against heavy weapons on the ground such as mecha and even tanks, naturally does not play a role in harming the war apostles.

But those flywheels with extremely sharp edges were embedded in the hard alloy armor of the War Apostle under the impact of the shock wave, like countless blue threads wrapped around his legs, which spread more and more towards his knees as the War Apostle advanced.

Shi Chen in the cockpit originally just felt that his feet were a little numb, but gradually his legs began to pop out of the green tendons, and the tingling pain accompanied by the paralysis began to invade him.

The War Apostle stepped on at least a thousand magnetic storm mines along the way, and with a sufficient amount of accumulation, it finally had a qualitative effect, and its original incomparably violent speed finally began to plummet!

The cannon shells were fired again, and as the Apostles of War began to slow down, they were finally unable to avoid the third round of bombardment.

In the roaring sound of the bullet bursting, countless crisp sounds could be heard clearly, it was the sound of the alloy armor bursting and cracking!

Everyone in the command hall clenched their fists heavily, and the intelligence officer was extremely excited and eager to report the battle damage of the War Apostle:

"Eight percent of the battle damage from the outer armor! The alloy protective layer on the left chest is completely off! ”

"Thirteen percent of the battle damage from the embedded armor! The left knee link plate is off! ”

"Fifteen percent of the battle damage from the external armor! The nested armor on the right shoulder falls off! ”

"Twenty-one percent of the battle damage from the outer armor! Three-zone firmware falls off! ”

"Twenty-seven percent of the battle damage from the embedded armor! The head assist balancer is broken! ”

The command hall was finally relieved by the long-term oppressive atmosphere.

With a crisp sound of metal colliding or collapsing, countless heavy armor components reddened and twisted under the continuous bombardment of the cannon, and then fell from the body of the War Apostle.

It's as if an invincible god from mythology has finally been torn open by mortals.

"Thirty-one percent of the battle damage from the embedded armor!" This group bombing finally achieved the worst data.

However, after a short period of excitement, everyone present fell into solemnity again.

Because in the case of using up all the magnetic storm mines, the last round of shelling only blew off less than a third of its shell, the war apostle began to accelerate again after rushing through the magnetic storm minefield, although it is no longer possible to return to the previous terrifying speed before entering the city, but at this speed, the defense line formed by the periphery of the city, can it be effective?

And even if it is successfully intercepted, and the railgun in satellite orbit is locked on, won't it cost half a city to pay?

"The target is once again in the Black Hawk fighter attack range!" The intelligence officer stood up and shouted.

The commander of the thirteenth division squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the light curtain anxiously and nervously, can the Black Hawk fighters achieve the corresponding results when they successfully drag the target speed?

The command hall fell silent again, and everyone stared at the light screen, waiting for the coming results.

The War Apostle had just resisted the indiscriminate bombardment, his body was covered in broken and pitted armor fragments, and the metal shell that had been plowed through by the cannonballs was flaming red, and it looked like a burning Titan, and it was even more powerful than before.

Just when he thought he would be able to enter the city smoothly, the air again heard the whirring and concussion of those Black Hawk fighters, and the fighters who had dropped missiles once again spared a circle and attacked it again, this time they did not choose to launch the remaining missiles, but came face to face, and the Gatling heavy machine gun sticking out of the belly of the plane behind the field of vision began to strafe.

This heavy machine gun can fire from more than 10 kilometers away, and can be destroyed before the ground armored units even notice it.

This time, seeing the flames of gunfire in their bellies, the War Apostle understood their thoughts, and then closed his eyes, blood splashed from his eyelids, making Shi Chen feel a sharp tingling pain.

However, even the eyelids of the War Apostles, if those Black Hawk fighters can't be stacked and shot together, they still can't be broken.

Shi Chen has a small beginning, even if he closes his eyes, he can still change the perspective in his mind and feedback all the information, just like the eye of God looking down on the earth from the sky.

So in everyone's incredulous eyes, the Apostle of War with his eyes closed still made the most precise avoidance move, and his upper body began to swing from side to side in the run, looking like he was about to fall to the ground at any moment, but each time he pulled back in complete defiance of inertia.

Countless sparks and blood splashed in the face of the War Apostle, but he could no longer find a chance to gather fire.

The distance of more than ten kilometers was rapidly shortened under the terrifying speed of both sides, and six seconds later, the nearby Black Hawk fighter jets spat out gunfire and flew past the huge body of the War Apostle one after another.

The Apostle of War's hands suddenly swept heavily from both sides, and the speed was extremely fast, and the black hawks along the way quickly turned around, or jerked the lever and rushed into the sky, or swooped down to avoid it, and brushed it dangerously.

But there were still more than a dozen Black Hawks that could not avoid it, and they were about to crash into it, and they ejected out of the cabin one after another, and the fighters speeding at high speed exploded into bright fireworks in the impact.

A loud thunderous sound resounded in mid-air, and the apostles of war clapped their palms together, stirring up an incomparably violent air turbulence, turning dozens of black hawks that swept behind into eagles with broken wings in the storm, three of which finally lost control due to engine overload, and the wings burst out of flames, falling towards the ground, helplessly ejecting from the cockpit, turning into white mushrooms and swaying in the wind.

In the eyes of all the officers, it was like a white flag that was spread on their faces.