Chapter 261： Break through the cordon (4)

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Half an hour later, on the road leading to the Lanna Military Academy, five siege tanks lined up with four fierce battles and marched straight north.

In the air, 24 Viking fighters spread out on both wings, destroying dozens of military aircraft along the way.

The wind roared in the wilderness, and on the wide ground in the middle of the green rice fields, siege tanks and fire chariots were running against the wind, like wild horses, galloping on the highway.

The maple forest in front of the Lanna Military Academy was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and the air was filled with silence.

Just half a minute ago, the command center issued a combat readiness order to the front gate guard box.

Combat readiness? Since the Ferguson family became the ruler of Rector, there has never been a war in a hundred years. Anyone who ate the ambition and courage to make trouble in Wendenbat is simply living impatiently and seeking death.

Lieutenant Althorpe put his feet on the table, holding the exquisitely crafted pure gold lighter in his palm, and flicking the pulley with his thumbs, "pop, pop." The lighter spit out again and again. The soft flames reflected golden eyes between him and Sergeant Gresham.

"The above is too fussy." Gresham threw his poker cards on the table with a cigarette in his mouth and looked disappointed: "What terrorist dares to smash the army? This is a joke."

An Asian man with thick eyebrows on the opposite side snorted: "Gresham, be careful, you know that they have tanks, and they are said to be escorted by fighters."

"Tanks? Fighters? Do you believe that? I think the useless policemen in Wendenbat deliberately exaggerated their incompetence. The entire Rector is under the control of Viscount Roger. Nothing can be hidden from the government. Can those terrorists get tanks? It's simply impossible, and even if those fighters are transported to the front, how many people will drive them?"

Gresham curled his lips at Park Youngho nonchalantly: "I want to tell you. You Asians are too careful in everything. Even if they have tanks and planes, so what? Now the entire military academy is in a state of combat readiness, with the outposts outside. The robots, the fully automatic turrets, and the anti-aircraft missile array. It will make them suffer."

"Gresham, Lieutenant Park Youngho is right." Althorpe let out a long breath of smoke and removed his feet from the table: "I believe this is definitely not groundless, otherwise, the princes in the command center are not. It will be so nervous."

As they talked, light and shadow flashed on the screen of the communicator behind them, and the figure of a middle-aged officer appeared in front of them: "Althorpe."

"Yes." Althorpe stood up, turned and saluted, "Major Felton, hello."

"The defense robot has been released. You will cooperate with the defense facilities around the military academy to snipe the enemy. You will lead your squad and the soldiers in the sentry box in front of you to conduct coordinated operations, pay close attention to the battle on the front line, and report back as soon as there is news."

"Yes." Elshorpe groaned a little, nodding in agreement.

"What? Do you have any questions?" Felton asked patiently, perhaps seeing the hesitation on his face.

"Major, where's our satellite?" From reporting the situation to Felton personally issuing combat instructions. There is no specific enemy information, which makes Elshorp very puzzled. If the enemy is coming from Wendenbat, this period of march is enough for the military to know their strength.

Felton thought for a while and replied: "The satellite-based surveillance network is being attacked by the enemy and cannot perform positioning and reconnaissance. Even the wireless communication between military bases is also affected to varying degrees."

After hearing Felton's words, Althorpe, Gresham, and Park Young Ho were all stupid. The satellite communications collapsed, and the entire wireless network was severely affected...The enemy has such terrifying capabilities!

The contempt on Gresham's face disappeared and replaced by a solemn face. From the opponent's powerful hacker ability, it can be seen that if their target is really the Lanna Military Academy. Next, a fierce battle will be unavoidable.

"Any questions?" Felton asked at last.

"No more." Elshorp's face turned straight: "Sworn to the death to complete the task."

"Okay." Felton disconnected unilaterally after speaking.

"Have you heard? Why are you still stunned?" Elshorp looked back: "Hurry up and inform the soldiers of the sentries to replace the power armor and prepare to fight. This is not an exercise. Remember, this is not an exercise!"

"Yes!" The two agreed and walked quickly towards the communication terminal, but Althorpe turned to the top of the tower.

The military academy is no more than a serious military area. Except for those half-baked students, there are not many garrisons, only about one regiment, and most of them are mechanized infantry, and there are only a few light armored vehicles for heavy equipment. Fortunately, at the beginning of the establishment of the military school, a large number of automatic defense facilities were erected in the surrounding depths and internal buffer zones. It is difficult for ordinary armored forces to break through the defense line in a short time.

An armored division from the Western Capital Military District of Wendenbat is on the way to support. The air combat troops of Orovia, Caronesburg, and Maro Desert Air Force Base are also gathering quickly. As long as they can be held back, reinforcements arrive. , You can wrap those guys into hot red bean dumplings.

Brigadier General Norrington, the head of the military academy, calmly looked at the image data collected by the surveillance probes from the military academy’s periphery to the command center. This response plan was the result of joint consultations with other military academies. A brigade’s academy garrisoned troops, defense robots, and The joint firepower net composed of various self-propelled turrets and anti-aircraft missile arrays scattered around the school dragged the enemy, and then cooperated with the 289th Armored Division and various air combat units from the Capital Military Region. The guys are wiped out here.

Of course, he has already prepared for the worst. It is important to know that most of the students in the academy are descendants of nobles. In case there are any shortcomings, his military career will come to an end.

In addition to deploying a large number of automatic defensive turrets at the Lanna Military Academy, there is also a secret tunnel built underground. The original intention is to transfer and evacuate those students as soon as possible in the event of an attack, leaving the seeds of the future for the empire. However, to this day, it has become a way for the children of the nobles to escape, and it is also a means used by Brigadier Norrington to keep the black hat.

The evacuation of the trainees has already begun, but because of the century-long way of peace, both officials and politicians, or military officers and soldiers, have been corrupted by the drunken life and superior arrogance. He believes that Recto in the hinterland of the empire is simply Impossible to be attacked, so that the escape route has been ignored and has not been overhauled for many years. Now the facilities are outdated and the assembly is aging. Only one of the two maglev rails can be opened to traffic.

In the entire Lanna Military Academy, there are more than 20,000 new students plus all teaching, administrative, and logistics personnel. It takes at least two hours to rely on a maglev track alone. Of course, in Norrington's view, with a few tanks and a few planes, the chances of the enemy breaking through the academy's defenses are extremely small, and the action plan to evacuate the students is just a precautionary move.

"General, here they are."

While Norrington wandered on the sofa, the observer transferred the image data from the surveillance probes outside the college to the big screen.

The silver side of the fiery red maple forest flashed, and a special model tank that had never been seen appeared in the eyes of everyone. The strong wind brought by the high speed of the tank will blow the maple leaves on the road to the old heights, and the waves will generally fly around.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

Everyone in the command center looked at each other. Norrington gradually straightened his body, and his anger rose like a flame. "It's not five? The intelligence is wrong? Who can tell me why the enemy's tanks are suddenly too many? Radar squad," What on earth do you eat?"

"General... General, there were only 5 cars just now..."

Before the radar operator had finished speaking, the screen flashed again. About a company of machine gunmen rushed out from both sides of the tank formation. Not only that, there are still large transport planes in the sky.

Norrington suffered a pain in his chest and his stomach was ill.

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The ground covered with maple leaves and dust trembled, and a square drum bag rose quickly. The rapid-fire defensive turret equipped with two mini-Grin machine guns turned around, and the muzzle was pointed at the machine gunmen in front.

The laser light flashed several times in succession, and the turret was about to fire. Two silver-white grenades flashed past, "Boom! Boom!" The fire flew like a meteor, and the two machine guns of the turret became a pile of iron filings in the blink of an eye.

Two big men walked hurriedly The withered maple leaf shattered under their feet.

The fire was raging and the black smoke raged. Fenglin, which was born around the military academy, fell into a sea of ​​flames. A famous fire-breathing soldier jumped from the medical transport plane and roasted the snipers hiding on the wall into scorched corpses.

Twenty siege tanks have been erected, and the artillery fire is like layers of ocean waves, sprinkling flashes on the self-defense artillery array at a depth of 800 meters in front of the main entrance of the college, and splashing iron filings and gravel cover the sky.

Eighteen fierce chariots cleared the road ahead, and a flame waterfall tens of meters long filled the surrounding area. Rows of defense robots were like snow melted quickly under the scorching sun, turning into iron syrup, flowing over the ground.

More than 100 machine gunmen began to launch assaults under the baptism of the artillery fire of the siege tanks and the flames of the chariot. On the buildings on both sides of the gate, 8 Reapers lined up on the left and right, and fired at the back of the bunker with their Gauss rifles. Some soldiers.

Truman? Rupert is very smart. He did not choose to stay in the guard box in front of the door and wait for his death, nor did he lie on the wall and sniper the enemy. When the artillery fire of the siege tank lined up with the self-defense artillery array, he slipped quietly. Entering a corner, concealed by the shadows, quickly ran outward.