Chapter 562: Loneliness One
"1 team and 2 teams are on the board with me, full firepower, don't worry about ammunition!"
"3 teams and 4 teams are outflanked, pay attention to crossfire!"
"5 teams and 6 teams use the wind-powered cannon projectile mode, the target, the convoy behind the enemy, the saturated fire covers the attack!"
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Cowell issued a Dao order, which was passed into the ears of each Green City warrior through the communication channel on the Marauders. Power armor nimbly runs through the mossy forest under the control of warriors, and sprays death flames at enemies with self-loaded howitzers and revolver guns. In order to deal with the convoy of Golden Tomahawks, Zero did not think of using the regular troops of the green capital at the beginning, but directly put special troops into the battlefield.
Just as only the capable can deal with the powerful, in the same way, only heavy firepower can suppress heavy firepower. In the face of the golden Tomahawk's artillery tanks, missile armored vehicles, rapid-fire heavy artillery locomotives and other combat vehicles of various performance, the use of conventional troops is no different from sending them to death. What's more, the purpose of this battle is not to completely annihilate the opponent's convoy, so it is even more necessary to suppress it with heavy firepower.
Using the cover of the moss leaf forest to catch the other party off guard, for a while, the Golden Tomahawk side failed to react in time from the blow of the Green Capital armored forces. It wasn't until a dozen fighters knocked it out that they began to react.
After all, this force is the elite army of Asgard, and after reacting, their counterattack is also extremely fierce. Several artillery tanks opened fire repeatedly, and in the roaring sound of artillery, one after another flickered in the power armored unit, followed by clusters of fireballs. Although in terms of the accuracy of artillery tanks, they are more suitable for positional bombardment, and are used to fight highly flexible dynamic armored units, a bit like using artillery to fight mosquitoes.
Of the dozen or so cannons, only one shot occasionally hit the power armor, and more were evaded by the Green Capital warriors. However, under the fire of the artillery tanks, the other fighters of the Golden Tomahawk also gained valuable time to counterattack.
Several rapid-fire heavy artillery locomotives were fanned out, and the rapid-fire heavy guns loaded on them fired at Cowell's armored units at a speed no less than that of the revolver. Far inferior to the power of artillery tanks, but with no less agility and frequency of strikes, the rapid-fire heavy artillery frequently knocked over the power armor that charged from the mossy forest under the control of the heavy gunner.
Then a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and a missile armored vehicle raised a missile launch bin on the left and right sides, followed by a series of fireworks, firing dozens of infantry missiles frantically. This is the biggest threat to the armored forces, and Cowell, who is in power armor, yells: "Knock these things down, quick!"
A revolver cannon is lifted by the power armor, which is also a machine gun, but the weapon that can be used on the power armor is much larger than Brown's. The cannons dedicated to the power armor, each bullet was almost like a cannonball, and at the sound of Cowell's roar, the cannons on the power armor roared, blasting a scorching metal jet into the air, detonating two missiles in the air.
Then more lines of fire staggered overhead, and one missile after another was constantly detonated, but still a few flew across a parabola and fell towards where Cowell was!
"Circumvent!"
Cowell yelled, slamming down the lever. The power armor nimbly pounced towards the ground in front of him, and the big guy pounced ten meters, and when he rolled a few more times, he had already rolled out about thirty or forty meters. At this time, the missile landed and exploded, setting off a cloud of red and black fire. The blast wave of the explosion sent the power armor flying away, and the suffocating flames pointed across the armor's surface, sending the temperature in the cockpit skyrocketing. Fortunately, the high temperature disappeared for a while, but the power armor had already rolled out the flames of the explosion, and when he turned around, Cowell saw that the area of nearly 100 meters behind him had been covered by thick smoke.
At least ten power armors had been blown to shreds, but there was no time to mourn their pilots. Colwill yelled in the driver's cabin: "Offense, offense. So the armored forces regrouped and responded to the Golden Tomahawk's counterattack with flames and explosions!
A dull cannon sound rang out behind Cowell, followed by a line of fire that first rose straight into the air, then pulled out a sharp whistling, and then drew a graceful arc, Zuihou fell towards the rear of the Golden Tomahawk convoy, detonating the fireballs, and finally converging into a sea of fire. It was the power of the wind cannon, and the convoy behind it lost contact with the wind cannon fire for a while, which made Pikede's face gloomy. But as warriors in golden soft armor emerged from the flames, the clouds on Packard's face melted slightly. When the members of these Golden Tomahawks were put into battle, the situation of the Green Capital armored forces became precarious.
These warriors are more flexible than Power Armor, and although they don't have powerful weapons in their hands, they can get close to Power Armor. Often, several people work together to directly hit the joints of the power armor with their fists or weapons, and it takes less than a few seconds to break a power armor into pieces, and the Gegeniya in the cockpit is naturally not spared.
But the Green Capital Warrior is also brave, and once he finds that he can't escape the fate of death, he activates the self-detonation device of the power armor. The miniature reactor that provides the power armor energy source will undergo irreversible energy fission from the inside after receiving the self-detonation command. Often, before the members of the Golden Battle Axe can react, they will be instantly burned by the blue light flame that suddenly blooms inside the power armor, and the zuihou is the fierce explosion and the continuous electric fire that rises into the air!
After the members of the Golden Tomahawk formation entered the battle, such electric fires appeared one after another. The explosion of a miniature reactor is no less powerful than a small nuclear explosion, and when the electric flame of the explosion appears, everything within 100 meters of the core of the explosion will instantly crystallize. Within 500 meters, it will be filled with violent energy turbulence, and on both sides of the nearby battle, the Green City warriors who are protected by power armor are fine, while the tomahawk soldiers who are directly exposed to the energy turbulence will be seriously injured if they do not die under such an impact.
After the blazing lightning of the seventh and eighth regiments, the Golden Battle Axe side quickly reduced its personnel, and in just a few minutes, at least more than a hundred elite soldiers remained on this tundra forever. Packard's softened face became distorted again. It is the first time since the establishment of the Golden Tomahawk that it has been attrition so quickly!
At this time, the sound of wheels rolling on the ground sounded, but after the first round of bombardment by the wind-activated cannons, the rear convoy bypassed the wreckage and obstacles of the vehicles in front and began to come to the front for reinforcements. Seeing these war machines, Pictor's heart widened a little. However, at this moment, a clear blue lightning flashed in the battlefield, which hit a tactical armored vehicle, and then catapulted at a tank car next to it, and then jumped several times before disappearing into thin air.
The vehicle did not explode, but stopped working, presumably due to the destruction of the operating system by the current. Then the electric light continued to flash across the battlefield, and Pake De Dingqing saw that it was an capable person who walked out of the mossy leaf forest, and the electric light that stopped the chariot was from his hands.
Berrion was pleased with the result, and all he released was chain lightning. This level of attack is not enough to detonate the vehicle, but it can short-circuit the operating system of the war machines through high-voltage currents. An inoperable warrior is not much different from being directly destroyed on this rapidly changing battlefield, so Berrion is keen on his own time-saving and labor-saving work.
His appearance naturally attracted the attention of the enemy. So a dozen members of the Tomahawk moved in his direction to deal with these members of the Golden Tomahawk, and Berrion only asked if it was not a problem to deal with one or two, and he could only protect himself if he came to three or four. If more than a dozen people rushed up like now, he would only have to put oil on his feet. Today is an exception, though, because Zero has already made arrangements.
Before Berrion could be attacked, a dark shadow swept past him and slammed straight into the golden tomahawk soldiers. The cold sword light shattered the air, and the soldiers who bore the brunt of it flew away with a muffled snort, and the people were in mid-air, already splashing out of the Dao blood line, and they were already dead after landing a few more twitches. The remaining seven or eight warriors looked cautiously at the grinning man in front of them.
Feng carried the Tang Knife Frost and beckoned to them: "Let me be your opponent." ”
After several warriors glanced at each other, they launched a well-trained attack on Kaede. They were apparently specially trained, and although they attacked in groups, they were in an orderly manner. There are also two people who are a little behind, responsible for interfering and cutting off Kaede's retreat. Kaede secretly praised that these guys were well distributed, some were responsible for attacking, some were responsible for defense, and even more were responsible for interference. The tactics adopted are also adapted to local conditions, and it is no wonder that the Golden Tomahawk can become the trump card of Asgard.
If the Hammer of Doom is all monsters of incredible prowess, then the soldiers of the Golden Tomahawk are like some cold machines. This is the biggest difference between the two legions!
At this point, the battle was basically deadlocked. Although the armored forces of the green capital are full of sharpness, they are limited in number, so they cannot be compared with the golden battle axe in terms of stamina. If the goal of this battle is to completely annihilate the opponent, then it will be the side of the green capital that loses in Zuihou. But now, if the armored forces are only trying to attract enemy fire, they are more than enough.
Even then, the pressure on the armored forces was very high. The Wind Cannon has a lethal bullet point between attacks, and each attack requires energy replenishment before it can perform a second round of attacks. And this time is enough for the enemy tanks to be constantly replenished into the battles on the front line. Even if the chain lightning in Berrien's hand never stopped, but after the first round gave him a little sweetness, under the order of Picked, there were several capable people who were responsible for intercepting Berrien's current and launching distant attacks in the direction of Berrion from time to time, so Berrien's presence could not contain the reinforcements of enemy chariots.
A smile gradually appeared on Pickard's face, and when the number of vehicles reached a certain level, the armored forces of the Green City were no longer a threat. At this moment, all of Packard's hair stood on end, an extremely dangerous feeling. He looked towards the source of the danger, and the first thing he saw was a man carrying a heavy sniper of alloy. At the second glance, a metal bullet dragging a bright flame tail had already blasted straight towards him!