"For the sake of the Great Chief, for the sake of the Horde...... Ahh

"Bang!"

With a distant gunshot that seemed to come from the sky, the orc captain, who was still lecturing a second ago, was directly shot in the head by a sniper rifle and lay on the ground.

"Ahhh

"Captain!

A group of orc recruits panicked.

Five hundred meters away, snipers and observers who had completed their sniper missions silently put away their 98k sniper rifles. In order to facilitate his movements, the sniper silencer unit was also removed, and then disappeared into the rocky mountains under the cover of night.

It took nearly ten minutes before the orc pursuit team reached the mountain, but nothing was caught.

"No way! They should be here!"

"My wolf can't smell anything. ”

"Hell, if only the trolls were here. ”

The orcs miss trolls a little, after all, trolls are the best hunters and trackers.

Three hundred meters away, the sniper team that had just made trouble hid in a hiding place covered by a camouflage net, surrounded by powdered medicine specifically aimed at the wolf. The two men downwind suppressed their laughter until the orc pursuit team left. They just started talking.

"Boss, it's the twentieth. "The observer flattered the authentic.

"Well, do you see that guy's nameplate?"

"See. When I go back, the boss is probably going to be promoted. ”

"I don't want to be promoted, it's cool to play sniping behind enemy lines. The sniper smiled, revealing a palm missing the middle finger of his right hand. The calluses on his hands prove that he was once a good archer, and normally he would have been retiring long ago without a crucial middle finger.

Unable to pull the strings, he was worthless in the old-style army. Here he can also be an excellent sniper.

"Hehe, boss, it's a pity that you can't snipe the other party's officers!"

"Yes, the centurion and above are all professionals. Unless it's something like a hit in the throat...... Last time I sniped that guy three times in the head, and it didn't even penetrate his skull......"

This scene is only a microcosm of the countless fronts that the Alliance and the Horde are fighting on.

In the field of ordinary soldiers, the Union has an absolute advantage. With modern rifles, artillery and other hot weapons in hand, dealing with tribal soldiers who are still holding axes and hammers is like cutting leeks in the field, killing as much as you want.

For professionals, the effect is not so obvious.

If the alliance does not dispatch professionals, it is often necessary to directly hit the large-caliber artillery, or more than one continuous artillery is forcibly suppressed to death, such as 40mm eight-mounted bangbang guns, Bofors machine guns, etc.

Overall, with the exception of the particularly conservative Night Elf troops, the Alliance has absolute superiority on all fronts.

This is still the premise that the alliance did not quickly mobilize the air fleet.

True, the alliance deliberately pulled back the flying fleet.

This is common sense in modern military affairs.

If there is enough strategic depth, no commander will put his elite troops on the front line. On the earth before Duke crossed, it was always the second-line troops who were at the forefront.

Because once the ground is washed by artillery, the troops in front are especially cannon fodder. The elite is always hiding behind, only pulled out when the horn of the counterattack is blown.

On the continent of Kalimdor, the Alliance's fleet is located in Darnassus to the northwest and deep in the Silissus Desert to the southwest, defended by swarms.

There were less than two hundred old-style flying warships in Seramory, and in the face of the air force that the tribe poured out, it really did not have the upper hand.

After all, in the past three years, the tribe has been smearing the walls with dung, buying, or stealing, and has obtained many second-hand flying and air warships eliminated by the alliance. Although most of the armament was removed when it was eliminated, it can still be fought if it is replaced.

The tribe used 500 steam flying warships to 'surround' more than 200 alliance warships.

"Your Excellency, why can't you let us go? Those things of the tribe can be done with a salvo. ”

"Your Excellency! The soldiers below generally complained that they were too aggrieved. ”

"Your Excellency......"

Admiral Taylor, who is the commander of the fleet, slapped the table directly, and as a new officer of the alliance, he is also quite ambitious. Now Chinese New Year's Eve eight years old, he is in the prime of a commander's prime.

Not only will he not become unresponsive because he is too old, but he also has more than ten years of experience in the army.

From Northrend to Cataclysm, Ted rose from a small captain to an admiral in the Stormwind Kingdom, and was trusted by Varian.

It's just that he didn't expect Varian to give him such a difficult task after the war-

A week ago, Varian called Taylor.

As soon as Taylor entered the Storm Fortress, he was surprised to find several Alliance bosses on the list. In addition to Varian, there are Gianna, the Copperbeard Brothers, and Aurelia.

"Taylor, the Alliance has a difficult task for you. Varian said this with a straight face at the beginning.

"Guaranteed mission!" Admiral Taylor straightened up, his chest puffed out.

Now, a week later, he regretted it.

It's a fucking task.

It is a victory that only allows defeat but not victory, and it is necessary to make both oneself and the other party pay a considerable price.

The problem is that the alliance side is simply a flying dragon riding face, how can you lose!?

In terms of military strength, the alliance is now the strongest in the southern continent, followed by the Lordaeron continent, and finally Kalimdor. The Night Elves and Draenei didn't develop a modern air force, so they had to pick the best dishes from Lordaeron.

Lordaeron hasn't been weak since the days of the Dark Gate.

Alterac is the richest, and the warships are the best equipped. Those huge objects that are 250 meters long at every turn and have a 460mm caliber main gun are scared to death when they are taken out.

The Stormgard inherited the fierce habit of mountain knights during the Riptide Castle period, and fought to the death. Don't expect to come back if you go up. Either you will destroy your opponent completely, or you will be completely destroyed.

Dalaran is not playing the technology line.

As a result, the Gilneth Air Force was picked in this way.

For the sake of secrecy, the high-level management has not revealed that they want to cheat.

Who knew that since the return to the Alliance, the Gilneys people have recovered from the devastation caused by the cataclysm, and they have also held their breath to prove themselves.

Under the supervision of the old wolf king Jean, the Gilnes soldiers practiced diligently.

As soon as the scene opened, a salvo of main guns knocked down one-sixth of the opponent's flying ship.

This is still because the Gilnesians have no money, and there are still few live ammunition, and they can often only test fire with fast-expiring shells from the alliance. As a result, the three-thousand-meter target only had a 23.6% hit rate, otherwise those wooden-hulled warships in the back row on the opposite side were really not enough for the alliance to beat.

What the hell is on the other side, the fleet does not have the upper hand, and less than half of the cutting-edge artillery with TNT gunpowder is used. Many of the cannons were not even equipped with brakes, and when they fired on this side, the deck of their own ships was dented into them.