Section 202 Shelling
I don't know if it was because I felt the breath of death in the air, or if the soldier's words worked. The slow-moving crowd finally came to a halt very close to the dragons' lines, but not yet within the range of the bullets.
Although the march has stopped, these alien hunters seem to be busy in places that cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye...... "Oh my God...... Could it be that they even want to spend the winter here? Xia Dong, who put down the binoculars, shook his head. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could hardly have imagined that this horribly numerous group of hunters would dig into the hard ground with all kinds of tools. Looks like they want to set up camp here.
It was the hardest permafrost. Although the warm sunshine has made this winter not as cold as it used to be, winter is winter after all. The water that soaks the land will condense into ice, making excavation extremely difficult. Even if you bite with your teeth, I'm afraid that a few of them will be crushed by force. Although he couldn't understand such a move, Xia Dong didn't have the slightest intention of stopping it. He simply ordered his soldiers to be on guard and keep an eye on everything on the other side. As soon as someone enters the defensive range, shoot immediately, and never be merciless.
The standoff lasted more than an hour. Until the arrival of Tianxiang.
"Ordered the artillery to open fire immediately. Extended firing mainly attacks their follow-up troops. This was the first thing Tianxiang said after putting down the binoculars. It also made Xia Dong next to him shudder involuntarily when he heard it.
"Why? They're γγγγγγ they're hunters just like us! β
"Same?" Tianxiang smiled faintly, handed the telescope in his hand, pointed to the black line that connected with the horizon in the distance, and said, "Do you take a good look at them, are they really a group of ordinary hunters?" Xia Dong took the telescope suspiciously, pointed at the enlarged area, and looked at it carefully for a long time. In the end, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "They ...... Shouldn't there be anything wrong? β
"Look closer." Tianxiang patted him on the shoulder and approached the camera: "Pay attention to the backs of these people and those parts that are covered by clothes. Don't you think it's unreasonable that the clothes they're wearing are big? β
After saying this, Xia Dong also felt that his previous consideration was probably not good, and he once again hurriedly put his eyes in front of the telescopic lens. The clothes are still the same clothes. Although the appearance is a little tattered, it probably has a considerable effect in terms of the actual function of covering the shame and keeping out the cold! It's just that under the effect of Tianxiang's words, Xia Dong gradually saw some rather small and unnoticeable Ni Duan from it.
The clothes these people were wearing were simply too big. If it's possible. Even if two people wear one piece, I'm afraid the space in it will be more than enough.
"What seems to be under their clothes?" Xia Dong, who put down the binoculars, looked at Tianxiang beside him suspiciously, and asked unconfidently. "Yes, definitely." Tianxiang replied meaningfully, but his eyes did not leave the target in front of him for a moment.
"What could it be?" Xia Dong, who was interested, asked.
"Huh! Do you want to know? Tianxiang seemed to be deliberately selling the guanzi and nodded at the crowd on the opposite side: "Then carry out the order and shoot a few shots." I think. The answer will soon be clear. "The artillery positions were located in a few central locations behind the defensive line. More than 300 255-mm self-propelled guns of the divisional heavy artillery regiments were concentrated here, as well as artillery units scattered to various armored regiments. If you count it together, the number of them. At least four hundred or more.
For the long-range strike force of artillery, Tianxiang and the generals have always been accustomed to intensive saturation attacks. After all, this is the most valuable experience that mankind has gained in many ancient wars with a lot of blood and lives.
"Triple shot in the demarcated area." This is an order given by Xia Dong to the artillery commander. It is also a tentative attack. Although these difficult alien hunters in front of them don't look like those kind of opponents with sinister intentions. But under no circumstances could he refuse to carry out the orders given by the Great Patriarch. Therefore, a tentative attack should be the best option at this time.
What is the most terrifying sound in the world? Many people who have experienced it first-hand are probably in the whistling column of cannonballs streaked through the air. Don't hesitate to put a sharp red tick. You know, that terrible scream of death, enough to make the brain of anyone who has not been baptized by war turn into the most vast blank in an instant. The reaction of the alien hunters was the same. I probably never thought that a terrible pile of steel would explode on my head! From the characteristic loud sound of the shell coming out of the disembowel to the shrill whistling sound of the bullet flying through the air, it was only confusion and confusion in their eyes. Those who were bending over to dig the frozen ground also stood upright, looking at the dense line of defense in the distance. It seems that he wants to figure out what happened in this way. In this way, the precious time of life passed quickly by second, and the god of death opened his big mouth full of tattered wormholes and yellow teeth, drooling with uncontrollable disgusting saliva and brandished his terrible scythe and pounced on the people on the ground who were dazed and overwhelmed......
"Boom" explosions and fires suddenly appeared in the midst -----of a loud sound. At the landing point of each shell, the red-hot energy spread out in a standard circle in all directions. The tremors and tremors from the ground were so loud that the people standing on it could not stand on their feet. He could only let his weak body sway around, like a piece of dead leaves in the wind, torn apart and torn aliveγγγγγγ those who died directly in the explosion were undoubtedly lucky. Because it is an enviable pleasure and privilege to be able to die instantly without being aware of the fact that many of his companions who are relatively far away and have been injured by the flying shrapnel everywhere.
The shrapnel was lifeless. Their only role is to use the tremendous momentum generated by the explosion to fly desperately in the direction of their own trajectory until the force that propelled them is completely gone. Hence the desire to block this terrible flight. The only way to do this is to stop it completely from the opposite direction with a force far greater than thrust. The fragile human body, made of flesh and blood, clearly does not possess such capabilities. Therefore, within the range of shrapnel, they are destined to become objects of destruction and encroachment. In the face of such a flying disaster. They simply don't have any ability to resist.
Wailing, bleeding, shattered flesh and bones, it's the most you'll ever fill the ice enclaves of the aliens. The artillery attack was quite short-lived, and it lasted only a few minutes. But that doesn't mean death is holding back because of this. On the contrary, this abominable devil is rejoicing in the fact that he can harvest such life in such a short period of time. The alien hunters were so close to each other that they were in a dense formation that made this tentative round of artillery fire an unimaginably large result. Almost every shell that falls can take away dozens or even hundreds of lives. As for those authors who have not yet died completely. There are even more of themγγγγγγγ huge pits have been blown out of the hard frozen soil. In addition to the black stones and debris that had crumbled out of the ground, there was also blood and rotten flesh that were bright red. If you're an attentive enough artist, of course. There must be more beautiful colors from it, but they all represent the presence of death without exception. The white bones, the yellow fat that was lost instantly, the cyan scalp that was torn apart from the human stomach pouch by the force of the explosion, the variegated undigested material, and the beautiful blue eyes of the aliensγγγγγγ The most basic bright colors necessary for painting can be easily found here.
Red and yellow are the basis of all colors. But it doesn't mean that a picture is all over the place. Combining them into a perfect picture scroll requires more synthetic colors. The dark brown is taken from the dark flesh of the body of the deceased.
The dark red comes from the black mud mixed with blood.
Garcinia cambogia is extracted from the mixture of crushed fat and gray-white cement deep underground.
Vermilion derives from the fine bone marrow hidden in broken bones. There was also dark green, which was foul-smelling feces that came out of the intestines of the deceased. A strange color formed on the surface of the surface after being mixed with dirty muddy water and dried by heat for a short time.
All of this combined to form a picture of death that was piled up at the cost of countless lives. This kind of scene is probably only an alternative artist like Death, who can vividly and vividly wave all the colors to the extreme!
"See, I didn't say that these people have another terrible intention hidden under their pitiful mask." Facing the killing scene that was still spreading the smoke of gunpowder, Tianxiang's face also turned colored. And Xia Dong also clearly saw what those aliens were hiding under their wide clothes at this time.
Gun. Automatic rifles, assault rifles, pistols, γγγγγγ a wide variety of guns that are large in quantity and one for each person. With the death of their masters, they all appeared naked from their corners, along with a large number of unfired bullets, with great reluctance but rather helplessness, naked in the unobstructed sight of their opponents.
Xia Dong finally understood why there was a thick layer of rust on those spear guns made of steel bar. Compared to them, the guns lying quietly in the dirt emitted a dazzling glow, all of which showed that they had been subjected to very different treatment at the hands of their respective owners. It was not only the guns that could be clearly seen next to the carcasses of some particularly tall hunters: several thick black iron pipes. Judging by its size and size, it should have been a light mortar carried by the infantry.
"Bastard!" These two foul words with utter anger almost popped out of his twitching lips. It is the most instinctive and basic reaction that manifests one's kindness when it is taken advantage of. If there was still a trace of guilt and unbearability in Xia Dongdi's heart before he gave the order to open fire. Well now floods his mind. It is simply an irrepressible boundless killing intent.
"I'm going to slaughter these dog mongrels!"
"Don't get excited," as if he felt the intense feeling in his heart, Tianxiang stretched out his hand and gently patted Xia Dong's shoulder, and said lightly: "I'm afraid the next battle won't be as simple as you imagined." "Why?"
"Remember the two planes we crashed?" Tianxiang took a deep breath. Slowly walked to the window of the guard tower, looked at the indistinguishable hell of death in the distance, which was shrouded in bright red and black, and said word by word: "If I am not mistaken, this matter should be done by them. β
"How is this possible?" Xia Dong was stunned: "Shoot down our reconnaissance plane from an altitude of 20,000 meters?" Just by them? Just these backward hunters? "You're wrong." Tianxiang waved his hand lightly with a gloomy face: "Their equipment is not backward, and even compared to us, it is not far behind." Look at the guns and bullets scattered on the ground! Is this also proof of backward equipment? β
"But a few guns don't mean anything?" Xia Dongchang blushed and argued: "Judging from the current number, there are only so many tens of thousands. They simply can't be our opponents. "Huh! How do you know they're all there are like that? Tianxiang asked quietly: "Yes, on the surface, their actual number is indeed only as many as the one in front of them." But. If you wanted to break through this line of defense, would you put all the forces in your hands at once? β
"Of course not." Xia Dong didn't think about it, so he subconsciously replied: "No matter what, I will leave a reserve commando team with enough strength in my hands to come backγγγγγγ "That's it." Didn't wait for him to finish. Tianxiang interrupted him: "You also saw that these people hide all the powerful guns under their clothes. It's just a matter of trying to deceive you. Not to mention you, anyone at such a time would be impressed by their miserable appearance. will also involuntarily give birth to an inexplicable pity. If, at this time, your compassion is greater than your reason, and you put all these people in one goγγγγγγ So what are the terrible consequences of this? Your cart of canned insect meat is wasted. That's a squad of soldiers' rations for the whole dayγγγγγγ "The order went down and continued the shelling. Wait a minute...... "Speaking of which. Xia Dong couldn't help but tilt his head to look at Tianxiang: "Do you want to send someone over to catch a few prisoners?" β
"I don't need to." Tianxiang very dryly rejected his proposal. At the same time, he also took out a thick stack of photos from his pocket and handed it over: "Take a look?" These are things you should be interested in. "The photographs are quite blurry, and the scene shown above is very difficult to identify. However, with the sober mind and common sense that a soldier should have, Xia Dong is still easy to identify. The scary crowd of people in the photo who are densely packed together.
This is the earliest image that came back from the satellite. The black fog that once puzzled Tianxiang was actually a dense crowd. However, due to the angle and lack of clarity of the shot, the photo looks as if there are a surprising number of tiny protrusions on the flat ground. As the photos continued to scroll down, Xia Dong's face gradually appeared more and more surprised and confused.
If only people. It's an ordinary person, he would never behave like this. However, what was shown in the photo made it impossible for him not to do so.
On a barren hillside, rows of small square boxes are neatly parked. At the very end of these strange objects there are also small rods and threads that are neither long nor short. It looks like an infinitely electric semiconductor that has been shrunk one by one. Behind the "box" there is also a large object standing in a triangle. Like the unknown "boxes", these triangles are preceded by an upright stick that does not know what it does. At first glance, it looks like there is a sudden increase in a long antenna at the top of the triangle.
These pictures are so bizarre that it is impossible for ordinary people to tell what they are. In fact, if it weren't for his own authority and knowledge, Xia Dong probably wouldn't have been able to tell what was shown in the photo. Now, however, he cleared the odd boxes and triangles of their true names.
Tanks, artillery.