After taking C22, Paulson commanded 200 Pioneer II planes to pursue the C23 area non-stop.

Paulson's battle had a bit of a long-term connotation.

The mercenaries who survived were assigned to clean up the battlefield, gather the ruins, and gather the available enemy weapons and loot. Although the enemy was completely and suddenly, there were still some recalcitrant elements and a large number of anti-infantry mines left in some areas. If you're not careful, you're likely to get hit.

This part of the dangerous and boring task was naturally handed over to those "idle" mercenaries. Although the clock tower pays well, the money is not so easy to get.

Their soldiers began to select a site and set up a temporary combat headquarters and forward positions in an open area.

Winning the C22 means that the tip of the knife has been pressed against the opponent's heart. The back-and-forth conflict between the two sides will be white-hot. The enemy, as long as he has a little military knowledge, will not sit idly by and watch them sit firmly on their buttocks, and they will definitely try by all means to cause sabotage. Whether it's harassment, night raids or artillery fire covering blows. Seizing the time to build a temporary forward position is a particularly urgent choice at present.

Within an hour of the order to attack C23, Paulson had to revoke the previous order.

C23 is located on the north bank of the West Block, formerly known as the Heavy Industry Enterprise Park. The interior of the factory is large, solid and deep enough. The terrain is too complicated, and some of the parks have been restored to their basic functions, among which a large number of thermal equipment such as thermal power stations and steel mills have seriously interfered with the heat source detection equipment of nearby androids after they are turned on, and street fighting is very unfavorable. The other side doesn't care if they trade three or five soldiers for a Pioneer II. Such scenes also provide an excellent setting for fanatics and human bombers.

The two sides were anxious for a while, and the casualty rate skyrocketed, although statistically, such a casualty rate was still within a manageable range, until the heavy artillery on the opposite side began to roar.

The indiscriminate and intensive bombardment of more than a dozen large-caliber heavy artillery pieces forced Paulson to withdraw the attacking troops.

Lacking long-range means of attack, they could not swagger over under artillery cover. Apache and Pirate II were also unable to penetrate without the support of their own team.

The battle situation fell into anxiety for a while.

Inside the temporary command post.

The officers quarreled fiercely.

Paulson took a pencil and drew on the hologram map, "After C23, it's their lair." This position will be the focus of contention, and the opponent will not easily give up this only strategic buffer. Besides, the factories behind the C23 are producing their shells and supplies day and night. Ruined this side, I'd be crazy if I were the opposite commander. Victorious or defeated, it is almost impossible to restore the destroyed heavy industrial equipment back to its original place, and the actual damage will be unimaginably large. ”

Paulson paused, "So, the resistance on this side will also be the fiercest." The opponent will definitely put all the hole cards in his hand to entangle. ”

"Let's talk about what's next." Harris began, "The opponent's heavy artillery has delayed our offensive for three hours. ”

"We lack long-range strike weapons, and our tank guns can't reach them at range, although the Red Scorpion has the best performance, even when covered by artillery fire, it can rush out with all its mustaches and tails. I have just briefly collected and visually inspected the types of artillery on the opposite side, probably 122 mm howitzers and 155 mm cannons, and occasionally some small-caliber guns. For the armor of the red scorpion, it is completely resistant. But not the infantry. It is simply impossible to expect three main combat vehicles to destroy the opposing artillery positions on their own. Then there are only two ways left to destroy them. ”

Paulson coughed and said officially, "Either select elite assault forces, take advantage of the cover of night, and touch over to blow up the enemy's artillery positions." Either push over at any cost in a skirmish. ”

"It's impossible not to pay attention to it, maybe it could be a trap." Guy said.

"Extraordinary Showdown!?" Harris was inexplicably excited.

"Five to four?" Paulson smiled bitterly, he didn't know what to say about this belligerent boy at the moment.

Petty and Lieutenant Colonel Oruch are unable to move, and one needs to keep an eye on Dante's physical condition at all times, while the other needs to be close to him. Then Harris's men who can use their extraordinary power are only Gise and himself, plus Major Paulson, and there are five people in his own transcendent realm. On the other side, only Griffin, Skaya, Wally, and an unknown shadow killer are known. In terms of combat power, their own side occupies an advantageous position.

But it can't be confirmed yet, and there are no more transcendents on the other side.

"It would be nice if Christine was here. Damn, Dante, did she explicitly refuse our request, can you contact her again, I'll talk to her personally. ”

Dante shrugged his shoulders, "She has to protect Livia, there's no way she's going to come over and join in the fun." Unless she brought Livia with her, but that's a bit of a fantasy. ”

"Livia isn't hiding in a clean and comfortable 'castle', and I don't think Catlet, a guy with thousands of armed forces, can hurt our little princess a little. She's an excuse that this bitch must be hiding in some corner and laughing at our incompetence, damn it. Harris paced around the room, his gaze tingling with uncool anger.

"Harris, fellow Killing House colleague. Everyone has a choice of their own way of life, and Christine is not obligated to help us. Please calm down, I don't want to hear any more slanderous, distorted and ugly statements. Dante said righteously.

Harris raised his hands to "surrender", "Okay, okay, I'm just having a good time, don't go online." ”

Paulson coughed again, attracting everyone's attention, "Using transcendence to eliminate the opponent's artillery position, this plan seems feasible." But it is also possible that there will be an extraordinary waiting for the rabbit on the opposite side, or a large number of explosives will be placed nearby waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net, so the loss will inevitably be greater. ”

"Major Paulson, you have been on the battlefield for a long time, and you must have a draft in your heart." Harris asked respectfully.

For this rugged and sloppy major, Harris is still full of respect. In terms of military planning, the other side has an impeccable command art. In this regard, the arrogant Harris also had to bow his head and humbly be taught. Although Harris is the leader in the field of combat, he is not strong in the field of tactics. Although Harris is arrogant, which is determined by his birth, he is essentially willing to put down his body and humbly ask for advice for people who are outstanding in certain fields.

"Let's do both at the same time." Paulson used his hand to draw several offensive arrows on the holographic map. "Our strength is in androids. They don't need to rest, they don't need to eat, they don't need logistics, they don't need supplies, they don't even need to rest. And these, the other side can't do. After a day of fighting, even those soldiers who did not participate in the battle will be mentally exhausted because of the atmosphere of war. They will be tired, they will be war-weary, they will be lazy, they will be negligent. So, tonight, let's take advantage of the night, when we are most sleepy on the opposite side, to launch a round of offensive. ”

"The pioneers were all mobilized and advanced in the form of skirmishers. Gu Yi and I each led a group of reinforced warriors to lurk in enemy-occupied territory. Look at the opportunity, and if there is a chance to start, end the opposite artillery position. If the other side is prepared or trapped, we will harass and sabotage you everywhere to create convenience for your frontal attack. ”

"Master Harris continues to sit in the center." Paulson snorted.

Harris's face instantly fell.

"We need someone with high ability to take care of the big picture." Paulson explained this arrangement, "If the infiltration team encounters extraordinary obstruction from the other side. We need a highly mobile of our own high-level combat to respond and support. We can set up a small trap here, here, and here to lure the enemy deeper, surround and gather and annihilate. If the number of transcendents who are pursuing them is small, I am ninety percent sure that they will not return. Paulson said viciously.

A frowning brow widened, and Harris nodded happily, "So be it." ”

Night began to fall, and the moment the sun broke off the horizon, it was as if some kind of throbbing was quietly spreading.

At night, it is the time when all kinds of fierce beasts and metamorphoses are most active, and a few gunshots will be heard from time to time in the fringe area.

A dozen experienced fighters quietly departed with the darkness of the night and sneaked to the predetermined observation positions ahead. They are all good gunners, and after seizing the commanding heights around the city, they can effectively curb the possibility of a night attack from the opposite side. Each fighter has a field communication system that allows them to exchange messages with the rear.

There was some noise at the front. It's all the mercenaries making a fuss.

Ye Suqin chose an abandoned and sturdy small three-bedroom near the camp and hid in it. He didn't choose to live in the comfortable tent arranged by the mercenary like the other mercenaries, nor did he go to eat the hot meals distributed across the street. The clock tower pulled out two 500-pound pieces of frozen beef and entertained the hired mercenaries. Many people have never eaten beef in their lives, and many people are fighting in front of several boiling cauldrons for this.

There is no such thing as love without a cause. In Ye Suqin's eyes, this enthusiasm is more like a full meal before the severed head.

On the dusty concrete floor, a few wrappers of energy bars and an empty can are discarded. Ye Suqin sucked the last bit of luncheon meat foam on his fingers, and at the same time stuffed the energy bar crumbs made of coarse grains that stuck to the corners of his mouth into his mouth. In the treatment of food, no one who has spent time in the wilderness will in principle waste a penny.

Barrett turned into a pile of parts between his dexterous hands, and he took the time to meticulously wipe every stain and ash with a clean gun cloth. He enjoyed the moment of tranquility, not having to think about anything, emptying his mind. Concentrate on something, and feel strangely quiet and peaceful inside, as if you are not on a battlefield filled with gunsmoke, but on the sunny beach of Hawaii.

After the barrel is thoroughly dredged with a poke strip dipped in engine oil, press the air duct, bolt, and support. There was a crisp click, and the newly wiped parts instantly combined into a Barrett.

He took out a palm-sized piece of alloy armor and carved a bizarre pattern on it with a vajra file that was less than 10 centimeters long. The pattern itself has no meaning, and the image looks like an infinitely spreading flower bone. However, looking at the level of detail, it looks like a carved pattern used for the decoration of some kind of vintage object.

The treated armor piece will crack instantly after being hit by a bullet, and the fine lines will absorb the huge kinetic energy of the bullet. Similar to the principle of ceramic armor sheets on body armor. But in terms of effect, this kind of protection handmade by Ye Suqin has a better effect.

He carved piece by piece, never seeming to get bored or tired. The pattern engraved on each piece of armor is exactly the same, as if it had been machined with a precision machine. After injecting the nanomachine, Ye Suqin's control of the muscles was accurate to the millimeter level, and the images in his mind could be restored to his hands as they were, with an accuracy comparable to that of a large machine tool.

While he was meticulously handling and preparing the tools for the next war. A tingling electric current rushed through his mind, and the whole person subconsciously shuddered, and with a crooked hand, the vajra file walked out of an ugly line on the armor piece.

The originally stretched brow furrowed involuntarily. He stood up silently and looked out the window.

In the seaside city, there is always a white mist at night, and they flood every corner with endless bounds. Under the heavy fog, the ordinary naked eye cannot see the scene dozens of meters away clearly, and in the night, this distance will be discounted again.

There's nothing down there.

But Ye Suqin's intuition told him that there was a pair of eyes "staring" at him.