Chapter 174： Crotan's final battle (1)

It has been a whole day and night, 220,000, 200,000, the huge gap in military strength is like an insurmountable sky. A heavy sense of oppression enveloped everyone's heart.

This is a battle with no chance of victory. The insurgents have nowhere to go. At the end of the war, the enemy's armored groups will rush up from all directions, using their cold track, guns and guns that smell of heavy gunpowder to kill everyone on the base.

The knife has been hung over the head, the gallows has been wrapped around the neck...

But, what about it, as long as the heart is still beating, the blood is still flowing, and the hand is still holding the gun, then he will never give in. A true soldier would rather stand to die than kneel to live.

A missile exploded in the trenches, and the scattered shrapnel was embedded in a soldier's shoulder. Blood flowed out along the gaps in the power armor, dripping on the cold snow and sprinkling a bright red. He did not scream for help, did not even move his body, still holding the machine gun in front of him tightly with his right hand, shooting bullets at the enemy at the end of his sight.

"Boom!" A ground attack missile dropped by the "Raptor" fighter jets destroyed a cannon bunker. Not far away, a rebel army digs through the ruins by hand, digs out the dead companions, then lifts the rear handle of the machine gun that can still fire, and continues to broadcast rows of anger and sadness toward the opposite infantry group. bullet.

"Don't give up, don't cry, like a man, pick up your gun..." The soldier's hand dropped weakly, and the boiling blood melted the cold ice. Beside him is a female soldier who is crying like a tearful person.

"Even if I can't bury this decaying country in my lifetime, at least, before I die, I can still put on a few backs. Let's go on the road together, you **** crap." Most of the power armor was rotten, and his body was stained with blood. Rebel soldiers jumped out of the trench. Jump into the enemy group with a leap.

"Boom!" A dazzling flash of light illuminated the sky, turbulent flames burst out, and an armored team of "Earth Knights" was affected by the explosion, and the shock wave lifted them up, "Bah. Bah." Dead dogs fell on the ground like a dead dog. .

In a trench, the trapezoidal section covered by steel plates was stained with blood. An insurgent soldier was holding a lower abdomen with blood leaking out, and a smile was squeezed out of his pale face: "Leave me alone, I can stand it up first. save him……"

Beside him was a small man who was shot in the chest, blood gushing from his chest and sliding down the folds of his clothes. Converged into a pool of blood on the ice.

The medical soldier didn't know if he didn't hear it, or he was a little slow to react, and didn't follow his instructions.

"I said, save him first!" The soldier who was shot in the abdomen roared angrily, the violent movement pulled the wound, and the blood poured out like spring water...

The casualties continued, and the blood froze on the ground into a bright red ballast, which was crushed into a pile of debris by the sledge of an armed motorcycle rumbling by. Large and small bullet shells were scattered on the snow, and the blood-red ice cubes beside them. A golden circle was reflected in the sunlight.

The vanguard armored corps of the government army has advanced to the 5 areas outside the base, and the gold and iron of the tank wheel axle and the track friction are roaming the battlefield.

The situation of the rebel army is already precarious. Once the forward position is lost, the missile base will be exposed to the enemy. The battle situation has developed to this point, and any tactics are meaningless. In the face of the government's tens of thousands of armored vehicles, the defensive firepower of the base is simply not enough.

At the base fire control center, the artillery crew members were busy sweating, and the shouts in the communication channel were in a continuous stream.

"Command center, southwest. 45.03, 47.98, urgent artillery support..."

"Command center, bearing 46.53, 45.53, height 100, knock me down that armed shuttle."

"..."

"Lieutenant Colonel, the early warning radar detected traces of the Viper heavy missile, heading 465, target, our main gun in Area A." A radar operator said anxiously.

"What about air defense missiles? Hurry up and intercept." Chesterton looked at the small red dots on the radar screen getting closer and closer. His face became very ugly. The base's defensive firepower was not enough. If there were a few large-caliber magnetic tracks in area a When the artillery is destroyed again, the government army’s armored elite will drive straight in and completely conquer the entire base.

"No, the best response time has passed. The missile is too fast to shoot it down." The missile defense system operator said with a sweat on his face. The fine beads of sweat slid down his temples and wet his Neck collar.

"What to do?" Chesterton felt a sense of powerlessness.

"In... Lieutenant Colonel, Eli... disappeared, the missile disappeared." At this moment, the radar operator heard a voice of surprise and disbelief.

"The missile disappeared? What's the matter?" Chesterton was taken aback. How could the heavy missile like the Viper, which is used to strike large ground targets, disappear in vain.

"Look, you guys see... Then... what is that?" A woman exclaimed from the corner of the hall.

Chesterton followed the prestige, and saw the dark-skinned Indian girl looking at an attached monitor in amazement.

"Huh?" He looked up. In the monitor's picture, a ball of flames was surging and thick smoke covered most of the sky. Amidst the billowing flames, a ray of blue and blue surpassed the lightning, and neglected across the sky.

"Oh my God! What is that." Chesterton's eyes went straight. "Nora, hurry up and adjust the camera angle to keep up with it."

"It's A female officer quickly pressed a few buttons on the touch platform, and light and shadow flashed on the screen in the center of the hall, and a slightly clearer picture appeared in front of everyone.

In the sky filled with gunpowder and fire, a blue-blue line is like thunder and lightning that cuts through the sky in a rainy night. One, two, three, four... a total of ten flame trails shoot out from the fuselage, like fish swimming in the sky. Shuttle like weaving, and then blast one after another government aircraft into a pile of tatters surrounded by flames and thick smoke.

The unfamiliar knight descended from the trajectory and rose from bottom to top. The fuselage was rapidly rotating. The dense cannon flash penetrated the stratus clouds and hit another "Viper" missile that was diving toward the base. Formed into a group of magnificent festival fireworks, then, it turned sideways, and the entire fuselage was submerged in the clouds.

One second later, when it reappeared on the monitor screen, light flashed in the hazy clouds, and countless metal fragments fell from mid-air with raging flames, like a rain of fire.

"Reinforcement...reinforcement, it is reinforcement...but...but where did they come from? Who will help us at this time..." Chesterton's eyes were a little dull. Who will help the insurgents at this time?

……(To be continued...)