The city of Felton, which was shrouded in gunsmoke, was already in a frenzied chaos at this moment.

Due to the huge disparity in strength and equipment, when Jeff's field army had just launched an attack, all the Wehrmacht troops originally stationed on the outskirts of the city were withdrawn into the city. With the help of the dense high-rise commercial and residential areas of the city, these Wehrmacht, whose field capabilities were far weaker than Jeff's field troops, gave full play to their strengths and engaged in unprecedentedly fierce street battles with the enemy forces that broke into the city.

Because they didn't get the order to fire at will, for a while, the steel war beasts under Jeff's command were as if they were thrown into a cage, and they couldn't wield their powerful firepower wantonly. On the contrary, the Wehrmacht, who were familiar with the topography of the city, shuttled between the high-rise buildings like fish in water, and frequently fired at the slowly advancing armored units from the rooftops, sewers, alleys, and other blind spots.

Individual anti-armor missiles dragged a long tail of smoke, repeatedly flying over the heads of the field troops, flying happily, taking away one after another chariots, mechs and even banshee fighters among the brilliant fireworks. And when the enraged field soldiers vowed to pull out the guy who was hiding in the corner with a cold gun and cut the body into pieces, they could no longer find any trace of the sneak attacker. In this way, the powerful armored troops seemed to be a huge and mighty men, trying in vain to repel the mosquitoes that frequently attacked them. As a result, the pace of the troops' advance has become unusually slow.

"General, all the troops that have broken into the city have sent urgent telegrams requesting that the restrictions on firing be lifted and that destructive fire on any threatening target or building be allowed in order to reduce the casualty rate of the troops and increase the speed of advance!" In a makeshift command post built on a hill outside the city, a colonel's adjutant reported to Jeff, who was watching the real-time video sent back from the front line, "In addition, the troops responsible for blocking the various passages out of the city reported that many civilians had fled the city under artillery fire in an attempt to leave Felton. Because they were not given the order to leave, many troops clashed with civilians in a state of frenzy, resulting in a small number of casualties. The troops at each intersection asked for instructions on whether it was allowed to open fire on rioting civilians. ”

"Command the entire army to allow all units to shoot at any target with threatening capabilities, including civilians with the ability to damage and all kinds of buildings that hinder the advance of the troops!" Hearing the adjutant's report, Jeff felt anxious for no reason. Before launching the assault on Felton, he had expected that the battle would be over in less than half an hour, and that he would be able to admire Bertrim, who had become a prisoner. However, the Wehrmacht who retreated into the city, the combat effectiveness that erupted at the moment of danger and the intensity of the battle far exceeded Jeff's expectations.

Jeff's face slowly became gloomy, and he continued to instruct the adjutant in a deep voice: "In addition, increase the signal interference intensity of Felton City, and if necessary, implement indiscriminate super interference across the whole channel!" I want you to assure you that there will not be the slightest electronic signal of any kind to escape from Felton! Do you understand? ”

"Yes, General!" The adjutant solemnly stood up and saluted, and then muttered with some hesitation: "It's just that, Your Excellency, if the whole channel is implemented indiscriminately super interference, then the communication between our troops will also be affected, or even forced to be interrupted!" This ......"

"Wouldn't you be at war without an electronic communication system? Couldn't you take a little Felton with dozens of times your troops? Jeff's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said coldly: "If that's the case, then you let those commanders come to me with their heads on their own!" ”

"It's the general, my subordinates are going to deliver your orders!" Hearing Jeff's gloomy words, the colonel's adjutant shuddered coldly, and hurriedly and respectfully accepted the order, and quickly escaped from the command post, for fear that if he said one more word, Jeff would sacrifice his head to the flag.

"Old immortal, your days should come to an end!" After giving the military order, Jeff walked to the holographic lookout hole of the command post, looked at the location of the Prime Minister's Office in the city of Felton, and gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

After Jeff fully lifted the restrictions on firing, an unexpected massacre befell the Felton people.

The first to be frantically and bloodily suppressed by the field army were the civilians who tried to escape from Felton.

In front of the checkpoints used to block the passage in and out of Felton City, the field marines, who had not received the order to open fire, could only line up a wall of people, struggling to block the surging tide of people. Anger and fear of death, the desire to survive prompted some unarmed civilians to pick up stones, wood, and anything else they could use and throw them at the Marines. Although these marines were wearing heavy marine armor, some bloody casualties could not be avoided.

After receiving the order from the command to allow them to open fire, the already enraged Marines raised their guns without saying a word, and the muzzles of their guns were raised, and the light sound of the spike guns rang out, and the innocent civilians fell in patches of blood like weeds swept away by lawnmowers. Amid the howls and the flying of flesh and blood, the surviving civilians were finally shocked and turned around in horror and fled for their lives.

However, the field marines, who had already killed the red eye, did not care about it at this moment, and after replacing them with new magazines, they swept along the blood-soaked highway like rows of meat grinders.

The people hiding in the city were better at first, and as long as the Wehrmacht did not appear near them, they were able to avoid being bombarded indiscriminately by the artillery and missiles of the field troops. However, as time passed, some of the field army units that had suffered heavy casualties from frequent attacks by the Wehrmacht began to go crazy, and the field soldiers, covered in blood, poured their anger on the innocent civilians with red eyes and hideous faces.

For a time, in this city tormented by blood and fire, the screams and cries of the elderly, women and children sounded one after another amid the deafening sound of gunfire. The originally prosperous metropolis suddenly became a hellish existence full of broken walls, fire smoke, broken corpses and blood clots, and wreckage bones.

"Let go of me, let go of me! I'm going to kill that little bastard! "In the temporary underground command post of the Chancellery, the disheveled and angry-eyed Bertreme was clung to by several Wehrmacht officers, roaring with all his might.

Because Jeff probably wanted to capture Bertlem alive, after the initial long-range fire, the Chancellery's office actually stood trembling in the midst of the artillery fire that enveloped the whole city. Although a few stray bullets occasionally whizzed down on the head of the imposing ten-story building, they were not powerful enough to destroy the entire magnificent building. It is precisely because of this that the Prime Minister's Office, which is safe for the time being, has been used as a temporary field hospital, and the floors above the surface are filled with bloodied wounded, including Wehrmacht soldiers, government personnel, and innocent civilians.

Originally, the guard of the Prime Minister's Office Liliang only had the strength of a reinforced regiment, plus the garrison troops on the periphery of Felton City to fill the gap in the withdrawal of field troops, as well as the garrisons of other government offices in the city, etc., the strength of the entire Felton Defense Force was comparable to that of a division. Even counting the poorly equipped but large police forces that can only bluff ruffians and hooligans in peacetime, there are less than 20,000 people in Felton City who can resist the frenzied attack of the field army. Compared with the nearly one million field troops outside the city, it is simply not enough to stuff their teeth.

Although it was not known how many field troops Jeff had transferred, Burreme knew very well that it was only a matter of time before Felton fell. He was mentally prepared to be captured by Jeff, and the reason why he was willing to be a prisoner was because he wanted to ask him face to face what was the reason why this young man, who had been raised by himself and was like his own son, had abruptly betrayed himself and the entire newborn Republic of St. Proli.

However, to Bertreim's surprise, after the field army's attack on the city was blocked, Jeff uncharacteristically ordered to do something to innocent civilians. When Bertreum heard the report from his subordinates, his mind exploded, and the image of Jeff, who was originally young and promising, suddenly collapsed in his mind.

After the shock, Bertreme's heart was full of anger boiled with remorse, and he grabbed a pistol desperately and roared angrily to rush out of the command post.

"Prime Minister, calm down!" After Wang Guangping's glorious martyrdom, Benson became the highest-ranking and highest-ranking Wehrmacht commander in the entire Felton City. At this time, he was wearing a pair of individual light armor, and his forehead in a holographic helmet was oozing with a red blood. The Prime Minister's Office was in danger, and even a senior commander like him had to put on armor and pick up an assault rifle, and the entire Prime Minister's Office was full of soldiers.

The information about the slaughter of innocent civilians by the field forces was brought back by Benson. At that time, in order to receive a Wehrmacht detachment withdrawn from the periphery, Benson personally led his men to venture into the firing line between the two sides. It was then that he saw with his own eyes the heavily armored units of the field army, turning civilians fleeing for their lives in panic into mutilated corpses.

"Now those field troops outside have killed red-eyed, and they don't recognize people at all! Even if you want to see Jeff, you have to save your life first! Benson and his two lieutenants clung to Bertram, who was like an angry lion, and pleaded bitterly.

"Yes, Prime Minister! The place within a radius of a few kilometers from the Prime Minister's Office was all shrouded in the artillery fire of the field troops, and it was impossible to rush out at all! "Rows of our brethren are all down on the way to retreat, and there are chariots and mechs of the field army everywhere, and they will not spare any of them alive!"

Under the pleading of Benson and his lieutenants, Bertreum finally gasped and slowly calmed down, and slumped on the stool brought by the lieutenants, and muttered to himself with empty eyes, "How can this be? How so? ”

"Your Excellency, the brethren will not last long! Please retreat first, I will let people organize death squads, and swear to protect you from the siege to break out of the city! As long as you are here, there will be hope for our republic, Prime Minister! Seeing this, Benson secretly motioned to the two lieutenants behind Bertreum with his eyes, and persuaded with tears in his eyes.

"No! Lao Tzu is waiting for the beast here, and I want to ask him well......" Bertram's eyes flashed, like a lion waking up from a dream, and he shook his fist angrily and roared again.

"Bang!" However, before he could finish his words, an adjutant behind him suddenly raised his palm and smashed it on the back of his head, and Bertram's eyes suddenly went black and he fainted.

"I'm sorry Prime Minister, my subordinates are also forced to do so!" Benson looked at Bertram who had fainted sadly, and said lightly.