Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Country Y is ambitious and intends to compete for political power, so launching a war is a premeditated choice.
To this end, they did not hesitate to use the power of the whole country to plot and plan several major strategic actions.
Countless independent units that work together want to use their skills to effectively attack the reorganized coalition forces that lack tacit understanding, overturn the FA alliance with an unstable foundation, and realize the political ambition of focusing on anti-customers.
To a certain extent, war is the product of governance, and war is an art of governance.
Unfortunately, this art is full of bloody images.
Some people can't bear to read it, some people sigh with regret, and some people have unquenchable ambitions.
To the east of the dividing line, there is a cluster of warehouses in Country Y.
In the cold night wind, the cruel beauty of war art is reproduced.
boom! boom! boom!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The fierce artillery fire, powerful impact, and collapsed walls left the Union soldiers hiding in it with nowhere to escape and became a mess.
The 10 laser cannons and 5 laser cannons only fired the first round. Before the energy storage reached the standard, they became a pile of parts and lost their value.
The 20 combat robots are flexible and have relatively little loss.
The robot, which was not damaged, still faithfully executed the program instructions and continued shooting in the direction of the village, constantly bringing death rays to the opposing soldiers.
However, as the artillery fire covered and struck, this efficient firepower gradually extinguished, until the last time the bombardment stopped, only two remaining robots were left.
In the direction of the village, soldiers from both sides exchanged fierce fire.
At this time, being attacked by artillery fire, the commander of the vanguard had already seen the situation clearly and understood that he might have fallen into the enemy's trap, but it was too late to retreat.
One of the two exits has been blown down, and rubble keeps rolling down from the last one. A large-scale retreat has become an illusion.
Attacking and occupying villages while still having time to breathe is the greatest chance of survival at the moment.
The commander grabbed the trumpeter's trumpet beside him, briefly summarized the battlefield situation loudly, and strictly ordered his subordinates to brave the overwhelming artillery fire and break out of the village together to complete the first phase of the mission.
The Alliance soldiers, whose eyes were red from the bombing, understood that in the thin line between life and death, only by fighting bloody battles would they have a chance to survive.
The companions who could still fight immediately organized themselves and charged forward with all their might, as if they were going to die together.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
clatter! clatter! clatter!
The 500-meter sand and gravel distance between the warehouse complex and the village has become the focus of competition and the boundary between life and death.
Blood-stained mud and corpses littered the fields, a tragic scene.
"Quick, activate 5 combat robots and activate 5 laser cannons!"
The commander of the special forces of Country Y issued a new order and used the killer weapon hidden in the cellar.
More than 300 surviving Alliance soldiers, covered in blood and in a miserable state, armed with standard weapons, quickly rushed towards the village from different angles, fighting to the death.
Chi! Chi! Chi!
call! call! call!
The battle robot fired five laser beams that flashed away and silently penetrated the necks of five Alliance soldiers, punching a small hole and causing irreversible serious injuries.
The laser cannon flashed five deadly blue lights, streaking through the icy night, heading straight for a group of soldiers on the opposite side, instantly engulfing their figures.
The ultra-high temperature quickly burned the 8 or 9 people within the covered area beyond recognition, and they were writhing in pain and couldn't bear to watch.
The most dangerous thing is the sniper, especially the long-barreled armor-piercing guns on both sides, which can hit each other through the scope.
Armor-piercing bullets are designed to target commanders, powerful weapons and combat robots, and the effect is very significant.
After the baptism of fire just now, the alliance's lead has disappeared. The remaining gunners are less than half of the opponent's, and they are gradually exhausted in the hedging.
Bullets crisscrossed through each other, a dense line of fire formed a network, and the sound and light symphony formed a symphony. It was extremely brutal, and neither side had a way out.
Everything becomes the inevitable result of war and the victim of the struggle for power.
"The enemy's attack is too fierce, it doesn't look like a conventional blockade."
"There's also remote support. It's obviously been planned. We've fallen into the trap!"
"Retreat quickly, otherwise the casualties will be greater."
"Tmd, it's too cruel to treat us as a target."
"The attacking troops in the front village have retreated. We have lost our last chance. Retreat!"
Taking advantage of the break in the artillery fire, the commander of the alliance's vanguard force had just organized dozens of remaining and wounded soldiers to prepare for reinforcements. He saw that his men who were attacking the village in front had been defeated and retreated, with less than 50 people remaining.
With this little power, there is absolutely no chance of taking over the village.
Shells were still falling from the sky, and the situation on the battlefield was completely reversed. Forcibly implementing the plan was a dead end, and seizing the time to retreat was the only option for escape.
As a last resort, he could only issue a final retreat order.
However, changes have begun to occur on the road back, and heaven has turned into hell.
At the same time as the ground bombing started, six of the Y defense and chemical fighters who had been waiting for the opportunity in the cave stepped forward quickly with drilling guns and punched six holes in the nearly one meter thick wall.
The next two soldiers quickly threw a few grenades in. Taking advantage of the chaos next door, the last four quickly pushed up the carbon monoxide high-pressure spray guns and sprayed the gas wildly into the sealed and airtight underground cave.
The two soldiers held submachine guns and fired continuously through the remaining two holes to prevent anyone from coming to block the air gun.
Four of the remaining eight people control jet gas, and the other four guard four heavy machine guns, always ready to deal with unexpected situations.
Behind them, there is only a heavy alloy door, which is really difficult for one man to open.
In the long tunnel of the cave next door, 200 Alliance soldiers were assembled on standby and were preparing to continue marching to the ground, but they suddenly heard a violent tremor above their heads.
The dull explosion made them feel like they were struck by lightning, and for some reason fierce fighting broke out.
While they were waiting for news from above, someone in front shouted that the exit of the left passage was blocked by a cover and they could not get out.
Then the sound of a drilling machine came from the motionless cave wall. Before he could react, he was blasted with blood and flesh by a grenade, leaving him dizzy and confused.
The soldiers who were close to the jet vent in the cave inhaled a large amount of carbon monoxide before their minds were clear. They soon felt dizzy, dizzy, nauseous, irritable, and had respiratory tract obstruction.
The oxygen blown through the long passage from the entrance is already scarce. After being mixed with colorless, odorless, and tasteless carbon monoxide, the content drops sharply, causing difficulty in breathing.
Carbon monoxide easily combines with hemoglobin in the blood to form carboxyhemoglobin, which causes the hemoglobin to lose its oxygen-carrying ability and function, causing tissue suffocation and death in severe cases.
Nearly a hundred soldiers in the crypt hall suffered from severe headaches, rapid heartbeat, weakness in limbs, mild vomiting and other poisoning symptoms after continuous exposure to inhaled CO.
Gradually, he became confused, his face flushed, his reflexes were slow, and his gait was unsteady.
"Run quickly, the enemy used nerve gas, I can't breathe oxygen." Someone covered his throat and shouted.
"It seems like carbon monoxide poisoning. Hold your breath and rush to the ground. As long as you breathe fresh air, you'll be fine!" an officer reminded loudly.
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"Those behind, run back, don't block the passage, hurry!" Those without serious obstacles shouted loudly.
"I have no strength, come and save me!" Several soldiers fell to the ground weakly and paralyzed.
Unfortunately, one side of the upward passage has been blocked, making it impossible to enter or exit and can only turn to another entrance.
However, the retreating personnel collided with the advancing soldiers, and the chaos temporarily blocked the way up and down.
The remaining vanguard troops on the ground who raided country y didn't understand why their comrades who were safe in the tunnel had to run out and die.
It was not until the two teams explained the situation that they braved the falling shells again and fled to the ruined warehouses or houses.
After a few minutes of delay, many people in the crowd pushing up the tunnel collapsed to the ground, blocking the soldiers behind who were trying to get out.
There was a rush, and although many strong warriors rushed out of the ground and came to the surface, they were greeted by missiles from the sky.
Even if he fled to the warehouse for temporary shelter, it would be nothing more than hanging on and surviving for a while longer.
In the tunnel, nearly a hundred Alliance soldiers who had no time to escape were on the road to hell once they lost the ability to move.
Because CO is filled in every corner of the tunnel, deep coma will occur after continuous inhalation. When the cerebral edema continues to worsen, the symptoms will be continuous deep coma and continuous decerebrate tonic attacks.
At this time, various body reflexes are slow, the body temperature rises to 39-40 degrees Celsius, the pulse is weak, the blood pressure drops, the face is pale or cyanotic, and the limbs feel cold.
After only 13 minutes, these over-respiratory soldiers entered a state of deep poisoning and had no choice but to wait for death without rescue.
However, the troops did not prepare chemical protective suits at all, and no one dared to rescue them, so they had to leave it to fate.
Only a small group of soldiers near the end of Sekma Town reacted and quickly retreated, escaping before the dense gas completely covered the passage.
However, the tragic scene has just begun. The following series of counterattacks made them finally understand what it means to use the enemy's tactics to their advantage.
To the west of the dividing line, within the fa alliance.
Sekma Town seems to have remained unchanged on the outside, but in fact it has changed on the inside.
No one discovered that most of the originally empty ground floor of the building was filled with earthwork that led directly to the dividing line on the opposite side when digging the underground passage.
First, to prevent the truth from being discovered by opponents.
Secondly, with the many exits set up, there is no need to worry about being blown up and buried, and they can be regarded as waste.
The underground area with a radius of 3 kilometers is 20 meters deep.
Before the war, Country Y used frequent deployments and cover-ups at night to transport a large amount of combat supplies and strengthen earthquake-resistant facilities, preparing to use it as a base camp to infiltrate the enemy and exert a surprise attack effect.
At this moment, in the direction of the bunker of country y.
Three signal bombs shot straight into the sky, emitting dazzling red, white, and purple lights, embellishing the high-altitude night into a simple combination.
Far behind, in a cave at the bottom of a high mountain.
The two fixed D-bomb launchers slowly opened, revealing the deep and long wellhead, where four heavy-drilling D-bombs have been installed.
There was a burst of primer steaming, and a total of eight long-barreled D-bombs were launched immediately. They rose into the air and sank, then adjusted their angle and headed straight towards the small town of Sekma at high speed.
Several fully camouflaged mobile launch vehicles fired rockets straight into the sky. Twenty minutes later, they aimed at the coordinates of the small town of Sekma and fired one after another.
