Chapter 140

"Do you think we can hold it with these fortifications?"

Lucian put down his telescope, but still stared at the fluctuating horizon in the distance.

"Although I'm not an engineer, I know we probably can't hold the wall."

Kent replied very frankly.

"Why do you say that?"

"They built the wall too far. The narrowest part of the valley is behind us."

"What else?"

"So the wall is too long."

Kent made a gesture and seemed unable to understand why his officer couldn't see such an obvious thing.

"Defending everywhere means losing everywhere. We don't have enough soldiers to repel an all-round attack."

Then he made a gesture behind him.

"The other exit is in the south, but it is too conspicuous to hide and move heavy armor. This is the only feasible route through our defense line. The enemy will easily see it no matter how blind they are."

"You're right, captain."

Lucian nodded.

"Do you understand why?"

"I'm just talking about personal opinions. I think it's like you want them to attack here, but what I don't understand is why we let them take the lead when we should take the initiative to attack them."

"The enemy pushed forward like a raging tide. If we met them head-on, they would break us down, but we retreated and lured them until their front became very long, and then we didn't hit them."

"Is this your plan?"

"Not all."

"May I speak freely, sir?"

"Allowed."

"Do we have to be blocked in the valley to choose to fight back?"

"I think we'll know soon."

Lucian turned around and heard the shouts from the Messenger - the enemy troops were advancing in their positions, and the queue was very wide.

"Get the tankers ready, captain."

"Yes, sir."

Kent saluted and turned to get the armored battalion moving.

Lucian Hilos gazed into the distance and saw a flicker of fire at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

The enemy has arrived——

Boom!!!

Amid the roar of gunfire, the troops playing the enemy launched a fierce attack after assembling for 50 minutes, spearheaded by heavy armor and fast motorcycles.

This is an iron record

The purpose of boxing is to numb the defender, and then the infantry launch an assault, such as a heavy fist to smash the defender and completely destroy the opponent's resistance.

It's painting

After the olive colored Rand raiders who fired incandescent explosives at the defenders, the mechanized infantry team rumbled forward.

Disciplined

Wearing the same armor, the soldier phalanx left the armored transport vehicle and began to move relentlessly towards the armored position of extreme soldiers.

Lasers and bullets hammered the advancing noisy enemy, making holes in the advancing array, but did not slow it down at all.

Rare large

The gun threw special ammunition at the enemy team and knocked down the enemy team in flash and scream.

The enemy's tanks joined the battle,

The large caliber main gun sawed through the defender's fortifications in the roar.

The soldiers of a whole company were evaporated five minutes after the war, and the officers were yelling at the only heavy weapon team left

Drop enemy tanks.

Then, three guided rockets flew to the tank, and one of them fell silent after being hit by two rockets on the side.

What time is the second

Minutes later, a hot melt gun hit its turret directly.

But these are fleeting victories, shining moments in the face of overwhelming advantage.

These enemies are fighting like crazy believers,

Rush forward with a passion without thought and emotion, just like some kind of beast without soul and machinery.

Lucian finally confirmed his guess.

This exercise is to let them face the enemy like a green skin.

Or green skin.

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Proud of being a soldier, but seeing the green skin on the battlefield,

It means facing an enemy for whom war is nothing but consumption.

But Lucian didn't want to dance to the war drum of the beast.

In silence, tactical information flickered and scrolled on the data board in front of him.

Casualty rate, kill rate, prediction results, and more than a dozen other battlefields

data

The flow of information will even confuse several tactical analysts, but Lucian is different. Although he is not astata, he is close to astata, and his transformation operation has been generally completed.

This means that his ability is far superior to ordinary people, especially in his enhanced brain cognition, so that he can process this information in a very short time.

When the enemy crossed the first ditch and regrouped to attack the long wall again, Lucian waited for the opportunity he wanted.

It's time to retreat

Yes.

He picked up the messenger and issued a retreat order.

As each fire point began to fill the killing area in front of the long wall with heavy fire, teams of soldiers began to move in a smooth manner

Rhythm retreat.

Lucian turned, jumped off the wall and joined his command team.

During the previous retreat, his headquarters was raided and most of the officers were gone, which made his command team short of manpower.

However, he has considered this uncertainty

Therefore, personnel were quickly transferred from grass-roots officers to fill the vacancy.

Behind them, the enemy finally reached under the wall.

As the guards fled, they forced their way over the wall.

When the tank battalion started the engine and began to transfer from the south exit, Lucian sent a coded pulse signal to the mechanical priests in the huge fortress group.

Seconds later, a series of controlled explosions destroyed the long walls of the valley in a thunderous collapse.

This is just a delaying tactic.

The enemy will break through soon, but now it's enough.

All the tanks moved, all the armor moved, and the remaining soldiers got on the vehicles, and their mobility was enhanced as never before.

On the undead pest, Kent looked at Lucian.

"There's no way back."

He said bluntly:

"Sir, do you have any plans?"

Lucian didn't answer immediately. The tactical data of casualty ratio scrolled on his data board.

This is a pile of grim data, but they are still within the parameters set by the predicted engagement conditions. The overview from the regiment headquarters is filtered out through tactical information, revealing the extent of the enemy's loss in continuous fortifications.

"Of course."

He nodded and replied:

"Now we're going to do something bold."

"Sir, you know me. I dare to touch the ass of the astates."

Although this is a man who is unscrupulous and rebellious, Lucian likes the heart shown by his captain and is glad to hear this proud attack from each other's voice.

"OK, then, turn around! Let's kick each other's ass! Target, enemy's command post!"

The mechanized troops turned quickly under the command of Lucian, and the long silent makado heavy tanks roared eager to fight.

When the first shell fell from the enemy's rear, the enemy's front shook rapidly. When the track of makado heavy tank ran over the enemy's command post and "battle flag", the seemingly large number of enemies collapsed in an instant - the command post announced their victory.

After the victory, Lucian stood by the turret of the tank and looked at the battlefield filled with gunsmoke.

This is just an exercise, but the real war is not far away.

He longed to really defeat the enemy on the battlefield and run over the dirty body of the enemy with armor.