A loud and deafening noise made the soldiers no matter where they were.

The two train cannons that have been deployed have completed one launch after a short launch warning. With this loud noise, everyone's hearts followed.

"...Everyone! Give up the previous plan! Give me all my strength to defeat those **** out-of-control tanks!" Lieutenant General Craig gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, shouting with an unprecedented roar: "After the big deal, fight with the old tank! I can't help it!"

"The Fifth Mech Division! Do your best to assist the friendly forces, and don't let any out-of-control tanks slip through the net! There is no our enemy in it, let me go and do it!" Lieutenant General Warta also ordered his soldiers.

"Huh... they are so courageous." Lieutenant General Craig glanced bitterly at the side behind him-two train guns had already fired once. But this time it didn't cause much damage, because in order to prevent accidents, the first shell of the train gun was set as an empty shell.

"But... it's only fifteen minutes before the second cannonball is fired." Lieutenant General Varta was still worried, "I don't know if Nethart has come up with a way..."

It seemed that it was in response to Lieutenant General Warta's words. As soon as the voice fell, the communicator on Lieutenant General Craig's waist rang. Lieutenant General Craig, who pressed the answer button decisively, heard the voice of his trusted subordinate: "Lieutenant General, this is Knight Hart. What was that voice just now?"

"Well... it's the sound of the guided train gun. I don't know how they did it, but the train gun has indeed been deployed. The empty bombs for preventing misfires have been fired... if it is not stopped. , The follow-up result will be...very serious."

"I'm about to report to you... Well, the terrorists have placed a large number of humanoid weapons in the tower, and it will be difficult to break through for a while..." Lieutenant General Craig fully understands the character of Knight Hart. , Can make him have such an attitude, which shows the degree of danger of the situation.

"This is the end of the matter..." Lieutenant General Craig sighed, "I'm afraid I will be held accountable afterwards. Let's go, Nethalt, you two continue to attack, I—"

"It's not necessary." A voice came from the artillery fire around the battlefield-it was Heliga. "Lieutenant General Craig, where is the target of the train gun?"

"...It's the West Block of Crossbell. If launched at this time, I am afraid it will cause serious casualties." Lieutenant General Craig hesitated and told the latter about the situation, because he also suddenly thought , The young man in front of him was a great hero when the terrorists attacked the imperial capital. Could it be that he didn't deliberately follow his companions to have this opportunity to prevent this from happening?

"Never let that happen. I'm going to blow it up." Heliga categorically said, "No problem, right?"

"What are you going to do?" Lieutenant General Craig asked. As for Heliga's decision, he had no opinion. As one of the powerful generals of the regular army, General Craig also has a clear mind, what is the most important thing, he is very clear about these things. But the problem was that he didn't believe it, and he couldn't believe that he could entrust this matter to this young man.

"You don't have to worry about it, I can do it-in the name of His Royal Highness Oribart." Heilijia took out the royal coat of arms that Oribart gave him in her arms, waved it hastily and took it back into her clothes- —Enough two generals to see clearly, “Now please give your order to your soldiers, as well as the two instructors and classmates who are now trying to approach the train cannon in the tower, and the soldiers who went to reinforce — all leave There, the farther the better!"

"But..." Lieutenant General Craig hesitated, then yelled at the soldiers-there were still a few out of control tanks fighting against the beasts. Because Lieutenant General Craig changed his order just now, he was originally an elite Fourth Mecha Division. At this moment, he naturally vented the depression in his heart and automatically controlled the previous one. For a time, he was in the army. The remaining conditions suppressed the regular army's chariots were disgraced. However, if the threat has not been completely removed, Lieutenant General Craig may not be able to leave at this time.

Heliga understands Lieutenant General Craig’s hesitation. This is not indecision, but the responsibility of being a soldier-and it happens to be this opportunity. Heliga wants to explain to the two lieutenants why he stayed here. .

In the next second, with a murmur, Heliga's figure disappeared in front of the two generals, and then appeared in the center of the battlefield. Lieutenant General Craig himself has a good martial arts. He could see that Heliga didn't actually have any "moving" movements just now-but after a flash of light, he suddenly appeared there. Without saying hello to any soldiers, the soldiers naturally couldn't respond that there was another person there. They did not hesitate to open fire, and the artillery shells and tank artillery continued to fire in that direction.

"..." Lieutenant General Warta didn't even have time to react-but the next second, a strong answer appeared. Heliga seemed completely unaffected, pinched her fingers into a weird shape, and then—the entire mass of air seemed to begin to burn, and purple lightning crackled in the air.

Centered on Heliga, it was directed in six directions--six cyan-purple electric lights shot out violently, almost at the same instant hitting the six remaining controlled "No. 18"--the target hit , Are all protrusions in the upper right corner of the tank turret. This is where the "C component" is equipped.

The magic energy is like a hand reaching into tofu, easily melting the outermost armor protection, and penetrating into the precise guiding element. Then, with a burst of explosions that were different from the sound of artillery fire, the six tanks stopped almost at the same time, each abruptly stopping where you and them were. The whole process did not exceed three seconds.

The opponent's counterattack was gone, and the soldiers finally realized that someone seemed to have gone there just now-after the ceasefire, it seemed that someone had gone there just now.

A few seconds later, under the smoke of the gunpowder, the well-dressed teenager slowly walked back, as if nothing happened just now, and he just played a trick.

"Are there any questions?" Heliga asked in a gentle tone before the two lieutenants could speak.

"No." Lieutenant General Craig no longer questioned-although he was very confused about what it was, and wanted to ask the truth afterwards, he now understands a fact-this young man is indeed capable Stopping the second train cannon may cause serious problems.

PS: I discussed this setting with a former military book friend. It’s too unscientific to fire a train cannon every five minutes... In history, the powerful cannons can only have more than a dozen rounds a day. Blowing out four pits the size of an American football field...I'm afraid it wasn't a small squirt gun that you shot every five minutes. What kind of Clos Bell was destroyed? I don't think it is enough to hit a wall. So I lengthened it a little bit to make it look...normal.