258 Battle of the Two Strong
"Suddenly! Dodo! "A ZSU-25-4 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun stopped at its chosen firing position, and because of the improvised radar, the accuracy of the hit of this gun has made a qualitative leap.
The dense tracer armor-piercing projectiles formed a rain of fire in the sky, enveloping a high-level magician of the puppet empire who had just flown up. The magician propped up the magical defense barrier, and then felt the terrifying pressure of the opponent's cannonballs.
"Damn it! What is this! He dodged to the side as he strengthened his magical defenses. But the tracer armor-piercing bullet that made him very uncomfortable moved with him like an appendage.
Yes, because it locked onto the target, this anti-aircraft gun equipped with a radar fire control system has been pouring terrifying ammunition on the magicians of this puppet empire. Dense ammunition slammed against the magical defense barrier, causing the magician to feel painful despair.
He struggled to hold up his defenses, but he didn't notice that in the other corner, another Iran Hill soldier was carrying a red-eyed anti-aircraft missile and opening the safety device at him.
"Whew! Sou! The soldier firmly pulled the trigger and let the anti-aircraft missile rush towards his target. It was only when the missile flew at the mage's feet that the mage spotted the great threat behind him.
"Hell!" The puppet empire's magician frowned, and split his hand to destroy the incoming missile, but was hit by a cannonball from the ZSU-25-4 anti-aircraft gun that pierced the magical defense barrier. New Bayi Chinese Network debuted
Then, in the next second, the red-eyed anti-aircraft missile exploded under the barrier of magical defenses beneath his feet. A huge ball of fire rose from the sky, and the magician fell from the sky, wounded by shrapnel from anti-aircraft artillery shells, and scraped by the fragments of the explosion.
He fell to the ground in embarrassment, but he didn't die immediately. Covered in blood, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed in a hateful voice: "Mole ant! Mortal! You wait for me...... Wait! β
As he cursed, a 203 mm cannon shot a shell into the sky, rapidly expanding in his eyes. His eyes widened, and he barely reached out to draw a magical defensive barrier. γ‘ζ°γ€~(8)~1~Chinese ηΆ²ΟΟΟ.Ο~8.~1zΡ.cΓ²ΠΌ
In an instant, the massive cannonball that hit him shattered the hastily formed barrier of magical defenses, then hit his stomach, pierced his body, and exploded into a massive black plume of smoke.
The place where the magician was located was now a huge crater, and it was still steaming with a pale blue magical breath. Immediately after, the aura of magic began to dissipate, and eventually became impossible to find.
On the position, the majestic ZSU-25-4 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun was still violently spewing tongues of fire, countless tracer bullets were scattered in the sky, and a huge dragon roared past from the other side of this anti-aircraft gun, and the flames in its mouth suddenly enveloped the anti-aircraft gun that had just made a contribution.
In the flames, the anti-aircraft gun exploded, and the turret split in half and rolled to the sides of the hull. The ammunition and fuel inside exploded violently, and in a short time the anti-aircraft gun was completely unrecognizable, and only the twisted charred shell remained.
A UH-1 helicopter fell in flames, exploded in the trench on impact, the propeller flew high with the explosion, and the entire defense line of the 1st Panzer Division was crumbling.
In the midst of the violent explosion, the soldiers of the puppet empire rushed into the defense line of Elan Hill, and the magic swords in their hands used to exert their power in hand-to-hand combat.
"Click!" A sword slashed the bayonet held by one of the Elanhill soldiers, and the Heavy Armor of the Holy Demon Empire soldiers looked down at the mortals in front of them.
He was just wondering what kind of enemy could inflict such huge casualties on them. Now he saw it, he saw these mortals who were nothing in front of him, like ants.
"Poor mortal!" With a faint smile on his face, without any pity, his wrist shook slightly, and the long sword in his hand pulled out a beautiful sword flower. In the dazzle, one of the Iran Hill soldiers fell down clutching his neck, and several Ran Hill soldiers panicked and kept retreating with bayonets.
"Is it good to be like a man? Don't you have a little bit of honor? Without a bit of dignity? The puppet Imperial soldier in bright armor stepped forward with his sword in hand, and sneered at the retreating Iran Hill soldiers on the other side.
"Dignity is worthless...... a middle-aged grenadier with a bayonet suddenly showed a satisfied smile on his face. He wiped his nose and shouted loudly: "I can replace you one, Lao Tzu has lived for 42 years, it's worth it!" β
Frowning, the soldier whose real name came from the puppet empire decided to give this mortal who had provoked him a little color. He jerked a step forward, only to hear the crunch of metal under his feet.
"Your dad didn't tell you there was such a thing as a mine before he went out!" The veteran slammed forward with his bayonet and stabbed out in desperation. The sharp Elan Hill spur stabbed straight into the heart of the distracted puppet Empire soldier.
It's a pity that his enemies are too strong, at least in hand-to-hand combat. I saw that the other party flicked the long sword with his backhand, and the sharp magic blade cut off the Mauser 98K rifle in the veteran's hand.
Then the soldier of the puppet empire slashed forward again, and the long sword immediately sank into the old soldier's shoulder: "I'm sorry! You guys are too weak! When I'm done dealing with you minions, I'll be able to study what is under my feet! β
The smile on the veteran's face did not decrease, and he spat blood and said happily: "You didn't move, but I did." β
It turned out that there were two mines buried here, and when the veteran rushed up, he stepped on the second mine, and he didn't think about going back at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, the veteran lost his life and fell straight down. Before he could completely fall, the mine in the trench exploded, and the huge explosion kicked up a cloud of dust, followed by a second mine, the one at the feet of the puppet imperial soldiers.
"Get on the bayonet!" On a position, all the Iran Hill soldiers held their heads high, and their commander calmly took the Mauser 98K rifle handed to him by the adjutant, and stuck the long military thorn into the muzzle.
With his order, all the soldiers put their bayonets in their muzzles, and then with a resolute expression, they stepped into the phalanx formed by the neat puppet imperial soldiers: "Long live Iran Hill!" β
"Long live Iran Hill!" In the face of those bright armor, in the face of those long swords that burned with flames and were entwined with lightning, the phalanx of mortals, the bright bayonets and the dense M42 steel helmets did not flinch at all, and before they were cut down, they were all shouting at the top of their voices that they had suppressed the slogan of the previous year: "Mortals will never be slaves!" β
In this shout, another Scud missile rushed into the puppet empire's phalanx, and without the slightest block, this missile exploded in the crowd, once again flying many soldiers of the puppet empire.
The 1st Panzer Division and the 1st Air Cavalry Division formed a strong steel line 40 kilometers south of the westward railway. On this side of the line of defense, there is the High Magic Empire; On the other side of the defense line, there is the Mortal Empire.
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On the leveled runway, a ground crew member is swinging his arms with standard command gestures. In front of him, a MiG-21 fighter was taxiing towards the center of the runway.
This MiG-21 fighter was followed by another MiG-21 fighter, who had already made preparations, checked all the status, and was qualified to take off.
"Meteor 1 requests to take off!" "Meteor 2 requests to take off!" In the radio channel, where there was almost no interference, the pilot's voice was heard clearly. The officer on duty in the ground command tower quickly grabbed the intercom and ordered: "Permission to take off!" The front line is waiting for you! β
"Meteor 1 takes off!" After a military salute to the ground crew, the pilot wearing an oxygen mask pushed the engine output lever, and the MiG-21's engine erupted into a scorching flame.
"Take off on the 2nd!" On the radio, the wingman pilot's voice was heard. Two MiG-21 fighters rushed to the end of the runway, one after the other, where they broke free from gravity and rose into the sky.
Farther back, farther away from the airport, one by one, slender planes with huge wingspans were also taxiing towards the take-off runway. These new bombers, loaded with countless bombs, are carved with elaborate runes of magical defense barriers.
"The B-52 bomber group is taking off in formation! These bastards of the Magic Empire, try the hammer of justice that we love for Ranhill! Inside the headset, the officer from the ground command center said through gritted teeth.
"Let them know that Iran Hill is awesome!" On a freshly repaired missile launch site, one missile launch vehicle after another is driving into the position. Not far away, in the woods, a Scud missile was erecting, its pointed head already high above the treetops.
"Boom!" At the fork in the road to the west, ten K5 train guns were roaring, and the replenishment ammunition that had been prepared on the cranes was already preparing for the second fire when the guns were spewing smoke that covered the sky.
"Watch out under the clouds! There are 30 seconds left to enter the battlefield! As he shouted, the pilot of the P-51 gave a thumbs up to another plane next to him.
In the cramped cockpit of another Mustang fighter, the pilot gave the same thumbs up: "Prepare to dive!" Kill everything you can see! β
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Long Ling is going to stay up late again today...... We'll see it tomorrow...... Don't learn from the dragon spirit to stay up late......