Chapter 491 Alliance pilots still bring bodyguards? !

   Falcon City.

  On the 100-meter-high "river embankment".

  The soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom are squatting behind the bunker, waiting in full force.

   A few days ago, the alliance announced that it would bomb Falcon City tonight, but it did not say which direction the air strike would come from.

  There are only 32 anti-aircraft guns in the entire Falcon City, eight of which were transferred to the palace in the center of the city. There are only 24 guns on the huge alloy wall that stretches for dozens of kilometers. The firepower density can be imagined.

  The chief in charge of the defense of the southeastern section is Horett, who was still serving as the tenth commander in the king's guard until a month ago.

  However, due to the tense battle situation on the front line, a large number of officers of the retinue army were drawn into the regular army formation of the legion. In just one month, he was promoted to three ranks and directly became a centurion of the city defense army.

  The smooth sailing in his official career should have been a happy thing, but he couldn't feel a little bit of optimism in his heart, but was worried.

  Until last month, his salary was enough to feed and clothe his two wives and their family. Now that his salary has more than doubled as a centurion, his family has become a problem of food and clothing.

   You must know that this is an oasis.

  Even if wastelanders all over the world are hungry, people here shouldn't worry about eating and drinking.

   All because of this **** war.

  In order to drive away the boredom in his heart, and to cheer himself up, he walked to the battlefield and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Everyone be vigilant! Keep your eyes open! Alliance planes will use the cover of the clouds to approach us! The searchlights are aimed at the edges and crevices of the clouds, and they are all carefully watched! No matter what, no one plane should be let go to enter the king's land." All!"

   "Long live the Falcon Kingdom!"

   "Long live!"

  All the soldiers answered loudly, but the loud roar could not dispel the bitterness and confusion in the pairs of pupils.

   There are only 120 people on the three-kilometer-wide front, two light machine guns and one anti-aircraft gun.

   Not to mention it's still night.

   Expect their guys to shoot down Alliance planes, rather than expect Alliance pilots to misread the map and end up in their faces.

  Holet also knew that he was in a difficult situation, but at this moment, he had no other choice but to beat his subordinates.

   At this moment, a white light flashed across the distant horizon, accompanied by dull thunder from a distance.

   Is it going to rain?

   There's no telling if tonight's airstrike will be called off...

   No!

  Holet, who was looking into the distance, suddenly changed his face and shouted loudly.

   "Hidden!"

  Almost as soon as his words fell, a fiery red smoke column fell from the air and slammed into the farmland hundreds of meters in front of the river embankment.

  The roar of the explosion drowned out the short sound of piercing through the air, and the orange-red flame instantly rushed to a height of 100 meters, pushing away layers of scorching air waves.

  The scorched ears of wheat, burning sawdust, earth, gravel, tiles, etc... were all carried to the sky by the hot smoke.

   The first shot misses.

   Yet no one is taking this lightly.

   Soon the clouds in the distance flickered again, and the deafening roar almost descended near the river embankment along with the rolling gunshots.

  Although the 400mm main gun was not very accurate because it was too far away, the huge power caused fear to appear on the face of almost every defender.

   It can fail many times.

   But only once for them...

   The friendly troops in the adjacent positions seemed to have run out of luck, and the third heavy artillery shot fell straight in front of them.

  The scorching shock wave instantly dented the flat alloy shell downward.

   Even if the relics of the former civilization cannot be destroyed by conventional weapons, the terrifying power is enough to wipe out all the bunkers piled up on the riverbank...

  The roar of the explosion echoed in his ears, and Horett felt his internal organs tremble, as did the adjutant standing next to him, his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes were full of fear.

just now-

   That heavy artillery destroyed at least one of their centurions.

   "The spirit of the sand sea...they are more than 70 kilometers away from us, why can they still hit us?!" The adjutant's voice trembled, and he wanted to turn around and run away.

   "It's a rocket with extended range..."

  Ordinary shells really can’t fly so far.

  But the rocket range extender is another story.

  Horett swallowed, his eyes widened and he stared at the thick smoke covering the sky three kilometers away.

   Fortunately, the 400mm main gun did not blow up the embankment.

  The dented but unbroken alloy shell brought a little comfort to many people's hearts.

   At least the gods are still on their side.

However-

   Before they had time to cheer, the black dots drilled out from under the clouds made the defenders on the embankment look terrified.

   "Look over there!"

   "Alliance aircraft!"

  The black shadows that are getting closer and closer are like vultures flying in the sky. Horett seems to have seen the teeth and claws of those beasts.

   "Damn... how many do they have?!"

  With no time to hesitate, he yelled loudly regardless of the noisy gunfire in the distance.

   "Get on the gun!"

   "Stop 'em!"

  …

   Hundreds of planes rushed towards them, and the defenders of the Falcon Kingdom panicked.

  However, they were not the only ones who panicked.

   Lao Bai, who was sitting behind Ye Shi's buttocks, also had his heart in his throat, gritting his teeth, for fear that a little wind would blow his soul away.

   Unpowered glider.

  As the name suggests, it is an aircraft without an engine.

  The aircraft must dive to achieve horizontal speed, and after the speed exceeds the optimal lift-to-drag ratio range, it needs to recover kinetic energy by raising the nose.

   Therefore, the flight path of the plane is also exciting like a roller coaster, sliding forward in the ups and downs.

In a certain distant time and space, this thing is called an "Assault Glider". Like an anti-aircraft balloon, it is not a black technology with a big brain hole. It is as big as the garden market for free, and it is as small as "Operation Oak Tree". figure.

  Compared to a parachute that hangs in the sky for a long time, this unpowered glider has a very short time in the air, and its gliding speed can reach a maximum of about 300 yards per hour, which is the same speed as the "Harmony" bullet train. And compared to the paratrooper's backpack, the larger fuselage capacity allows the paratrooper to carry more equipment and ammunition.

   It's just that although it has so many advantages, the disadvantage of this thing is not small, that is, the accident rate is too high, and it is a bit useless.

  In the early days, this thing was towed by a car, winch or other aircraft to take off, and it was "thrown" out like a paper airplane. The accident rate was not lower than that of the spherical pod at the bottom of a heavy bomber.

   It is precisely because of this that after World War II, these two things were sent to the grave of history together, and gliders can be seen in extreme sports.

   Probably thinking of the unique height advantage of the Heart of Steel, Mosquito picked this thing out of the garbage dump of history, and changed the booster to two rockets with the warhead removed.

  The flickering tracer light in the distance, on the contrary, made Lao Bai feel a little comforted in his heart.

   Regardless of whether it can land smoothly,

   After all, we are about to reach our destination.

   "Ye Shi! Aimed!" Feng Feng, who was holding the joystick in both hands, looked tense, and rare excitement and madness shone in his eyes.

   "Okay! Give me a depression angle!"

  Ye Shi smiled, holding the handle of the heavy machine gun with both hands, the barrel protruded out of the cabin sideways, and the sight was previewed above the river embankment.

   At the same time the glider's nose was down, he pulled the trigger.

  The gunshots and hot bullet casings were left behind by the glider, and orange tracers were thrown towards the river bank like raindrops.

  One hundred and fifty gliders fired in unison, but the anti-aircraft guns on the ground were overwhelmed by the firepower net that fell from the sky.

  However, limited by the angle, the strafing of the glider group lasted only half a minute, and the suppressed defenders of Falcon City quickly returned to the anti-aircraft guns.

  However, they soon discovered that the previous shooting was just the prelude to the storm, and the real nightmare had just begun.

  Twenty escorting W-2 attack aircraft broke away from the flight formation, rushed towards the river bank below, and dropped the aerial bombs hanging under the wings after a round of swooping fire.

  The flames of the explosion bloomed on the river bank in an instant.

  On the ten-kilometer-wide defense line, the only four anti-aircraft guns were blown to pieces.

  Looking at the burning flames and twisted steel, as well as the soldiers holding the "Ripper" rifle and firing towards the sky while pulling the bolt, Horett's face was full of despair.

   At this time, a blood-stained commander ran over limping from the side, panting heavily to report to his immediate superior.

   "Report sir! The Alliance has blown up our anti-aircraft guns! We... have no more anti-aircraft weapons to use."

   "I'm not blind, I can see."

   Interrupted the captain's voice, Horett raised his hand to support the officer's cap on his head, and turned to look at the palace in the northwest direction.

  The straight-line distance from any section of the embankment to the palace is ten kilometers. For an airplane, this distance is only a few minutes.

  He closed his eyes in pain, and whispered to himself.

"it's over…"

  …

  The defense line in the southeast direction has been breached by alliance aircraft, and the anti-aircraft guns in adjacent positions are still firing towards the sky.

  However, because the distance is too far, that poor firepower is purely a useless struggle.

  A tracer light is flying in the night sky, like sawdust rising from a bonfire.

  Under the illumination of the searchlight, Myrdal, the commander of the guards standing on the tower of the castle in the center of the city, finally saw clearly the shadows from far to near.

   And his face also turned pale at the same time.

Fifty? !

No-

  At least a hundred!

   Didn’t the First Aviation Squadron severely damage the Alliance Air Force in the No. 3 oasis! ?

  Why are there so many? !

   Those planes obviously did not take off from Bicester Town, they should have come from the Iron Heart that was entangled in anti-aircraft balloons.

  Just a few minutes ago, he received the news from the headquarters that the No. 1 Aviation Squadron led by Acante had contacted the alliance flight formation.

  The two sides have each invested hundreds of propeller planes, and are fighting fiercely on the edge of the No. 2 oasis.

  How many planes does the alliance have? !

   Wrong —

   It should be said how many pilots does the alliance have? !

  According to the merchants from the east, there are only 500,000 to 600,000 survivors in Qingquan City, but he has the illusion that these people can't be killed!

  As Myrdal expected, the anti-aircraft guns scattered on the river embankment couldn't stop the alliance planes at all.

  The alliance just randomly separated a few planes from the flight formation to eliminate the anti-aircraft artillery positions along the way, and the rest of the fleet kept crossing the river embankment and heading straight for the city, heading towards the castle of His Majesty the King.

   Seeing that the planes had only the last three or four kilometers left, Myrdal immediately shouted and ordered.

   "Fire!"

  The eight quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft guns deployed on the castle opened fire in unison, thick and long tongues of flame rushed towards the alliance aircraft fleet, instantly lighting up the outlines of the aircraft.

However-

   This intensive firepower did not last long.

  A series of lightning-fast black shadows separated from the fuselage, like arrows leaving a string, and hit the towers with anti-aircraft guns accurately.

"Oh shit!"

  Looking at the towers and anti-aircraft guns engulfed by the flames and thick smoke of the explosion, Myrdal's eyes turned red for a moment, and he scolded his mother angrily.

"What it is?!"

  The city defense officer standing next to him also looked blank.

  Aerial bomb?

impossible…

  The aerial bombs thrown one or two kilometers away can accurately hit their anti-aircraft artillery positions, which is too outrageous.

   But it wouldn't make sense if it was a missile, he didn't even see the tail flame of the missile!

  Looking at the burning fire in the distance, several intelligence players sitting on the glider excitedly gave high-fives to their teammates beside them.

   That is naturally not a missile, but a six-rotor self-destruct drone placed in a glider—"Switchblade".

   This thing doesn’t need a professional bomber to drop bombs at all, just throw it out of the cabin. Intellectual players with neural connection devices can switch to the drone’s perspective for precise guidance.

   Fifteen kilograms of warhead is enough to send away the anti-aircraft guns on the tower.

   "Hahaha! Well done!"

  Ye Shi, who was sitting on the machine gun seat, pumped his fist excitedly, and before landing, he fired a shot at the castle with the machine gun.

  Looking at the violently shaking fuselage and the buildings speeding past under him, although Lao Bai panicked a lot, he knew in his heart that he could only trust his teammates at this time.

   "Going to land!"

"Know."

  Looking calmly outside the cabin, the strong wind opened the variable-angle windshield on the fuselage, and at the same time a parachute sprayed out from the rear of the fuselage.

  The speed of the glider dropped suddenly, and the upturned belly of the glider hit the roof of a residential house firmly.

"Grass!"

   "Your day! Tell me in advance!" Seeing the rapidly approaching roof, Ye Shi hurriedly moved the machine gun back into the engine room.

  Large pieces of rubble were blown away.

  The wings on both sides broke instantly, but they were not broken, but actively blown off to prevent the fuselage from rolling over during the forced landing.

  The violent impact almost didn't make Lao Bai faint.

   But in the end, he was still a ruthless man in the strength department. He remained conscious until the plane completely fell to the street and stopped.

  He took out the rifle from the cabin, and while cursing and crawling out of the deformed cabin, he loaded the rifle in his hand.

  Looking at a few black and African-like laborers not far away, he fired two shots into the sky and shouted in human language.

   "If you don't want to die, get out!"

  Hearing the gunshot, the laborers who moved the obstacle were scared out of their wits, immediately dropped the tools in their hands, and scattered into the alley next to them.

   After confirming the direction of the castle, Lao Bai subconsciously reached out and pressed the side of the helmet, trying to access the team channel to learn about the casualties of each team, but found no response.

  At this time he remembered that the commander of this operation was the wind.

   "Ahem... Don't worry, I just confirmed that everyone has successfully landed, so there is no problem."

  Coughing and crawling out of the cabin, the wind wiped a handful of dust from the helmet eyepiece, and took the LD-50 submachine gun from Ye Shi.

  Old Bai looked at him dumbfounded.

"are you OK?"

   "Very OK." Thumbs up, the wind grabbed Ye Shi's arm and dragged him out of the cabin.

  Holding the 12mm heavy machine gun with the barrel still hot in his hand, Ye Shi, who was thrown into disgrace, didn't look scared at all, but had an expression of unfinished business.

   "Oh my god...this is much more exciting than skydiving!"

  Old Bai: "..."

   "Don't worry," Kuang Feng gave him a reliable look when he saw the worry in Lao Bai's eyes, "We're not kidding."

  Facing the serious gaze, Lao Bai was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized that he might indeed be a little too cautious—or overprotective.

  It's different from Fang Chang's kind of high-level player who is full of game talent points.

  Guang Feng and Ye Shi's game understanding is also very strong, but it is not so strong that he has nothing to say that makes him admire.

   It is precisely because of this that he will always unconsciously assume the role of the big brother, thinking that he should take care of them more, while ignoring their growth.

   However, in fact, this kind of worry is unnecessary.

   Several of his buddies are indeed ordinary people in reality and have not received professional military training, but after going through so many battles and the test of life and death, their combat experience has already surpassed themselves when they first entered the game.

  Whether it is the intensity of the war or the degree of bloodshed, this cruel wasteland is not inferior to any dark period in real history.

   This is the world destroyed after the Great War.

  A doomsday that is more barbaric than a chaotic world.

   Having experienced many trials in this world, they are no weaker than anyone else, and they don't need anyone to take care of them.

  Every player in the Burning Legion is a unique fighter!

  Maybe I should trust my teammates more.

   "Well, I can tell..." Looking at the serious eyes, Lao Bai suddenly smiled, and his tensed brows relaxed a little, "Then I'll leave it to you!"

   He admits that the glider got his blood pumping.

  But now it seems...

   They're not kidding.

  Give him a grateful look, Kuang Feng looked at Ye Shi seriously.

   "Give the machine gun to Lao Bai, you go to find a high point nearby to support us... Our goal is entrance C, be careful not to let the defenders place explosives at the entrance."

  Placing the sniper rifle seized from the academy on his back, Ye Shi gestured an OK gesture, with that unscrupulous hippie smile still on his face.

"receive!"

  …

  Compared to the parachute that falls by fate, the glider has another advantage that you don't have to search for your teammates all over the street.

  The 500 Burning Corps soldiers who landed in the city quickly completed their reorganization, and marched towards the castle in an orderly manner in groups of three, three groups into a squad, and three squads into a row.

  The street was quiet, only sporadic gunshots and explosions.

  Most of the city defense forces and militiamen were concentrated on the embankment ten kilometers away, especially this area was the bombing area "announced" by the Alliance. Only a few guards in the city risked their lives to patrol, and even a living person was rarely seen.

   Some guards noticed the crash-landed planes.

  Although there was no order from their superiors, they still dutifully searched the past.

Then-

There's no after that.

   Dealing with these guards carrying "Eripper" rifles, the players didn't even have to shoot.

The equipment of these guards is even more hip than they imagined. Except for the captain of the guard who is equipped with a 10mm long pistol, most of the soldiers use a slender saber or a bolt-action "opening gun". "Rifle.

   This kind of rifle that can be used as a spear is still very useful in the trenches, and the 7mm full-power bullet is powerful enough.

   But in street fighting with complex terrain, it is simply a nightmare for one's own people.

   No matter how familiar they are with the terrain, they can't stand the fire of LD-47 assault rifles and LD-50 submachine guns.

  Facing the Awakened ones fully equipped with automatic firepower and light cavalry exoskeletons, the patrol team that searched first turned into innocent seeds in an instant, and was beaten and fled in less than half a minute.

  …

  At the same time, on a tower that survived the explosion, Myrdal stared dumbfounded at the city in front of him, not understanding what happened.

   Just a few minutes ago, several black shadows destroyed his anti-aircraft battery.

   Just when he was looking at the sky desperately, thinking that those planes would pull up their noses and face them for another round, something unexpected happened.

   I saw that the hundreds of planes did not re-raise the altitude, but plunged into the city in front of the castle like dumplings.

   Standing next to him, the chief of the city defense, Bofor, was stunned and muttered to himself.

   "What are they doing?"

  A lieutenant said in a daze.

   “…flight accident?”

   "Hundreds of planes crashed at the same time, how is this possible!"

  Recovering from the momentary daze, Myrdal's face was not at all relaxed because of the "end" of the air strike, and his intuition told him that the real air strike had just begun.

  He immediately looked at the adjutant beside him and said loudly.

   "Who is in charge of the city in front of the castle!"

  The adjutant immediately replied after hearing the words.

   "Report! It's Centurion Adem!"

   Myrdal remembered the name.

  That guy is a master he personally promoted from the militia to the Guards. Not only is he good at command, he is also a powerful awakener.

   Without the slightest hesitation, Myrdal immediately ordered.

   "Give him another centurion! Tell him to go to the city immediately to search for those pilots! Make sure to catch me alive!"

  The adjutant stood up and gave a military salute.

"yes!"

  …

   Following Myrdal's order, Adem immediately led his centurion and more than a hundred reinforcements into the city, preparing to capture the Alliance pilot alive.

However-

  To everyone's surprise, the moment the two centurions entered the urban area, there were crackling noises in the urban area, as if dozens of firecrackers had been thrown away.

  The flames flickering from the muzzle of the gun rose and fell one after another in the dark urban area, as dense as the starry sky above.

  Almost as soon as their front feet set foot on the street, the Centuries led by Adem encountered automatic fire. They were caught off guard, and suffered heavy casualties with just one contact.

  Pilots in the Falcon Kingdom are usually only equipped with one pistol, and the cockpit of an ordinary aircraft cannot be filled with extra ammunition and weapons.

   Let alone encountering automatic weapons.

   No one even thought that those pilots did not hide XZ in the middle of the city, but organized and opened fire on them.

  Myrdal, who was standing on the tower, stared dumbfounded at the flickering city in the night, and even lost his words for a moment.

  The gunshots were at least the firepower of the two thousand-man teams.

   Could it be that the pilots of the Alliance are not only equipped with assault rifles, but also put two bodyguards in the cabin? !

  While Myrdal was still surprised, Adem, who rushed into the city with 200 people, was already grabbing the walkie-talkie and scolding his mother.

   "The firepower on the other side is too strong! We need reinforcements!"

  A piercing hum filled the earphones.

  The opposite side probably used some kind of communication jamming weapon, and he couldn't contact the rear at all, so he couldn't report the situation here.

   Bullets whizzed through the street.

  The other side didn't seem to care about ammunition at all.

  Kong has all his strength and is useless at all, Adem can only pray in his heart, his chief can hear some clues from the gunshots, and send more people over.

   However, the other party seemed to have no intention of confronting them at all, and gunshots from all directions soon surrounded the street where he was.

   Adham's mood sank to the bottom in an instant.

  Although he couldn't confirm the situation on the side of the two commanders under his command, he could probably tell from the direction of the gunfire that the two wings of the defense line had fallen!

   It took the opponent less than half a minute to annihilate at least four ten-man teams in his hands, and completed the encirclement of his two hundred-man teams.

   This is definitely not something that dozens of pilots can do!

   To say the least, there are a thousand people on the opposite side!

  Looking at the stumped limbs and broken arms on the street and the densely packed bullet holes on the wall, Adem, who had a murderous look a few minutes ago, now only has horror on his face.

   Hearing the gunshots getting closer, he grabbed the walkie-talkie that could only hear the noise and yelled in despair.

   "Shit! These people...they're not pilots!"

   "We're surrounded by them!"

  —

   (Thanks to the leader of "Watermelon Universe's No. 1 Fruit" and "Xueyi Wuxin" for the reward!! Originally, this chapter could be finished, but after a while it was six o'clock. T.T)

  (end of this chapter)