Caen 5 interceptor shells
Fire, fire, give me a desperate ββ
"Reloaded!"
Bang bang bang!!
The casualties on both sides of the Empire and Britannia were heavy, and even Company E felt that it was the first time it had encountered such an army that was not afraid of death. Both sides were red-eyed, and in the end, it didn't matter who was captured or not.
It didn't take long for me to understand why they were so desperate.
Direction of Caen
"General, the Imperial Army to the east has entered the dead end of the city's anti-artillery artillery, and our artillery cannot provide artillery support. β
"Where's George's tanks?"
"I've been sent to support Seon!"
"Boom!" the commander clenched his hands into fists and slammed them on the table with a muffled sound. "Damn, at a time like this. It seems that it can only be ......"
"Doesn't Bowman have a couple of curved guns there? Pass the order down and let them hit the fire for me to attack here. β
The commander said, pressing his right index finger somewhere on the drawing.
"But if you do that......"
"Do so, they won't die in vain. I want the strongest mecha unit in the empire to bury them, and they can be regarded as blind. β
The other side
The gunshots, the roars, the shouts of killing faded out, and it looked like we had won.
I was crouching on a ruined tank and dressed in rough clothes, the "barbarian" tomahawk was deeply inserted into the cockpit of the tank, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out of the tank's territory and then dripped to the ground with a "tick-tock" sound.
The dripping blood quickly clotted because of the cold weather.
"Major!"
A soldier of E Company, piloting the "Barbarian", slid and stopped in front of me, "Is it that the ability package has run out?"
"Hmm!"
I stood up and glanced at the soldier in front of me, and I remember his name ......
"Major, I've got a spare energy pack here, do you want to ......?"
"No need!" I didn't wait for the soldier to finish, so I didn't interrupt him, "Warrant Officer Mula, I think it's your Capton's men!"
"Ahh
Mula stopped what she was doing, and her voice became a little muffled in reply.
"Then let's work on his share as well. β
"Yes!"
Mulari gave a military salute before preparing to close the front hatch.
"-Woo"
This is?
Shelling.
"Spread out!"
The soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield quickly scattered and lay down underneath.
"Boom !!"
The shells did not fall on our heads, but somewhere else.
I squinted my eyes and calculated the impact point of the shell from the ballistic trajectory of the shell captured by the naked eye.
"Warrant Officer Mula, what is that warehouse up there for!"
Mula turned her head to look at the wooden barn I was pointing to, "-oh! I heard that this is where the Britannians stored ammunition for the "Steam Tank", and that the men of Company A and Company C are cleaning it up, and I heard that a large number of * have been seized there. β
β*οΌβ
"Well, it's the kind that comes in bulk in wooden barrels. β
Ammunition warehouses, a large number of bulk *, it so happened that the shells from the enemy shelling just now fell near the warehouses.
Wrong!
That shell was for the varsity team
Fire! Give me a desperate ββ
"Reloaded!"
Bang bang bang!!
The casualties on both sides of the Empire and Britannia were heavy, and even Company E felt that it was the first time it had encountered such an army that was not afraid of death. Both sides were red-eyed, and in the end, it didn't matter who was captured or not.
It didn't take long for me to understand why they were so desperate.
Direction of Caen
"General, the Imperial Army to the east has entered the dead end of the city's anti-artillery artillery, and our artillery cannot provide artillery support. β
"Where's George's tanks?"
"I've been sent to support Seon!"
"Boom!" the commander clenched his hands into fists and slammed them on the table with a muffled sound. "Damn, at a time like this. It seems that it can only be ......"
"Doesn't Bowman have a couple of curved guns there? Pass the order down and let them hit the fire for me to attack here. β
The commander said, pressing his right index finger somewhere on the drawing.
"But if you do that......"
"Do so, they won't die in vain. I want the strongest mecha unit in the empire to bury them, and they can be regarded as blind. β
The other side
The gunshots, the roars, the shouts of killing faded out, and it looked like we had won.
I was crouching on a ruined tank and dressed in rough clothes, the "barbarian" tomahawk was deeply inserted into the cockpit of the tank, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out of the tank's territory and then dripped to the ground with a "tick-tock" sound.
The dripping blood quickly clotted because of the cold weather.
"Major!"
A soldier of E Company, piloting the "Barbarian", slid and stopped in front of me, "Is it that the ability package has run out?"
"Hmm!"
I stood up and glanced at the soldier in front of me, and I remember his name ......
"Major, I've got a spare energy pack here, do you want to ......?"
"No need!" I didn't wait for the soldier to finish, so I didn't interrupt him, "Warrant Officer Mula, I think it's your Capton's men!"
"Ahh
Mula stopped what she was doing, and her voice became a little muffled in reply.
"Then let's work on his share as well. β
"Yes!"
Mulari gave a military salute before preparing to close the front hatch.
"-Woo"
This is?
Shelling.
"Spread out!"
The soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield quickly scattered and lay down underneath.
"Boom !!"
The shells did not fall on our heads, but somewhere else.
I squinted my eyes and calculated the impact point of the shell from the ballistic trajectory of the shell captured by the naked eye.
"Warrant Officer Mula, what is that warehouse up there for!"
Mula turned her head to look at the wooden barn I was pointing to, "-oh! I heard that this is where the Britannians stored ammunition for the "Steam Tank", and that the men of Company A and Company C are cleaning it up, and I heard that a large number of * have been seized there. β
β*οΌβ
"Well, it's the kind that comes in bulk in wooden barrels. β
Ammunition warehouses, a large number of bulk *, it so happened that the shells from the enemy shelling just now fell near the warehouses.
Wrong!
That cannonball was used to fire at the varsityββ!
"Reloaded!"
Bang bang bang!!
The casualties on both sides of the Empire and Britannia were heavy, and even Company E felt that it was the first time it had encountered such an army that was not afraid of death. Both sides were red-eyed, and in the end, it didn't matter who was captured or not.
It didn't take long for me to understand why they were so desperate.
Direction of Caen
"General, the Imperial Army to the east has entered the dead end of the city's anti-artillery artillery, and our artillery cannot provide artillery support. β
"Where's George's tanks?"
"I've been sent to support Seon!"
"Boom!" the commander clenched his hands into fists and slammed them on the table with a muffled sound. "Damn, at a time like this. It seems that it can only be ......"
"Doesn't Bowman have a couple of curved guns there? Pass the order down and let them hit the fire for me to attack here. β
The commander said, pressing his right index finger somewhere on the drawing.
"But if you do that......"
"Do so, they won't die in vain. I want the strongest mecha unit in the empire to bury them, and they can be regarded as blind. β
The other side
The gunshots, the roars, the shouts of killing faded out, and it looked like we had won.
I was crouching on a ruined tank and dressed in rough clothes, the "barbarian" tomahawk was deeply inserted into the cockpit of the tank, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out of the tank's territory and then dripped to the ground with a "tick-tock" sound.
The dripping blood quickly clotted because of the cold weather.
"Major!"
A soldier of E Company, piloting the "Barbarian", slid and stopped in front of me, "Is it that the ability package has run out?"
"Hmm!"
I stood up and glanced at the soldier in front of me, and I remember his name ......
"Major, I've got a spare energy pack here, do you want to ......?"
"No need!" I didn't wait for the soldier to finish, so I didn't interrupt him, "Warrant Officer Mula, I think it's your Capton's men!"
"Ahh
Mula stopped what she was doing, and her voice became a little muffled in reply.
"Then let's work on his share as well. β
"Yes!"
Mulari gave a military salute before preparing to close the front hatch.
"-Woo"
This is?
Shelling.
"Spread out!"
The soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield quickly scattered and lay down underneath.
"Boom !!"
The shells did not fall on our heads, but somewhere else.
I squinted my eyes and calculated the impact point of the shell from the ballistic trajectory of the shell captured by the naked eye.
"Warrant Officer Mula, what is that warehouse up there for!"
Mula turned her head to look at the wooden barn I was pointing to, "-oh! I heard that this is where the Britannians stored ammunition for the "Steam Tank", and that the men of Company A and Company C are cleaning it up, and I heard that a large number of * have been seized there. β
β*οΌβ
"Well, it's the kind that comes in bulk in wooden barrels. β
Ammunition warehouses, a large number of bulk *, it so happened that the shells from the enemy shelling just now fell near the warehouses.
Wrong!
That shell was for the varsity team