"Sand, sand, sand..."
The sound of shoe soles rubbing against the sand came from outside. Everyone in the room held their breath, and the knuckles holding the guns turned white. The enemy is close at hand, and the atmosphere is extremely tense.
Time became extremely long, as if a century had passed, and the footsteps outside finally faded away.
The veteran looked left and right, raised his hand, and was about to make an attack gesture when suddenly a gunshot was heard outside, which shocked his body and froze his movements. Then gunshots broke out, and the other party seemed to encounter other troops.
"Listen to my slogan and prepare to attack!" the veteran said.
"Wait a minute!" The little crew chief who was hiding by the window using a broken mirror to look outside quickly stopped him, "There's a sand camel behind us!"
"Let me take a look." The veteran leaned under the window, took the small flat-top mirror, and looked outside.
Through the reflection of the mirror, he saw a wing-shaped mecha not far away. The iron wings shone in the sunlight, and the dark cluster gun barrels under the wings emitted a cold light.
Sand Ostrich, a lightweight wing-shaped mecha, is Ryukawa Industries' leading product. It is equipped with four large-caliber Vulcan cannons and has extremely fierce firepower. It is a veritable infantry killer.
"We must kill it first, otherwise we will be beaten into a pulp in just three seconds." Xiao Pingtou said.
The veteran nodded, "Take out the grenade."
According to what the veteran said, everyone took off the grenades from their armed belts and held them in their hands.
"Wait for it to fire."
A few seconds later, a sharp "wuwuwu" sound came from outside. It was the sound of airflow when the Vulcan cannon rotated at high speed, followed by the roar of gunfire.
"It's now!"
Everyone opened the clasps at the same time, stepped out of the bunker, and threw grenades at the sand camel more than ten meters away.
Five grenades arced in the air, bounced a few times on the ground, and rolled to the feet of the mechanical legs.
"Boom boom boom!"
The grenades exploded one after another, and one of the sand camel's mechanical legs was blown off, and his body tilted and fell to the ground. The Vulcan cannon was still turning, shooting a stream of bullets into the sky.
"beat!"
Throwing the grenades, the five men raised their guns at the same time and shot at the Silver Claw soldier who had his back turned to them.
The bullets shot out at an angle, sending the Silver Claw soldiers who were caught off guard rolling all over the ground.
"There's someone behind you!" "Fighting soldier!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures rushed out from the Silver Claw soldiers, covered with blue light, and rushed towards them.
"Don't let them get close!"
The veteran shouted, and everyone concentrated their firepower. The bullet hit one of the combat soldiers, and large amounts of star sand appeared all over his body. His steps were hindered and his speed slowed down a bit.
Another combat soldier ran quickly and was in front of him in a blink of an eye.
"I'm here to meet you!" The combat soldier among the five members of the expeditionary force spat, dropped his assault rifle, and rushed towards the opponent. The two of them instantly struggled with each other and rolled on the ground, stabbing each other with the daggers in their hands.
"Ignore them, concentrate your firepower and eliminate the shooters!" the veteran yelled, firing continuously at the enemy shooters who had their backs turned to them. These people have no armor or psychic armor and can be dealt with with a few bullets.
"They are surrounded, hit me hard!" Seeing friendly forces appearing in the rear, the soldiers of the expeditionary force in the front rushed out of the bunker and fired fiercely at the enemy.
The Silver Claw soldiers were attacked from both sides and had no bunkers to protect them. They were at a great disadvantage. However, they were not ordinary soldiers. They were the elite of Silver Claw. They were well-trained and well-equipped. Even in such a desperate situation, they still did not fall into chaos and dispersed in an orderly manner. Come and fight back against the defenders.
"Fight them!" "Whoa, ah, ah, ah, ah!"
People kept falling around them, and both sides were furious. The two Silver Claw art6s were at full power and rushed towards the building under fire. The bullet grazed the steel armor, creating bright sparks.
When they rushed to the building occupied by the expeditionary force, they turned their guns and were about to fire inside when an enemy Art6 fired from the corner of the street. The distance between the two sides was less than three meters.
The black muzzle was facing them. The two pilots were shocked, pushing the control lever to the limit at the same time, and evaded to both sides.
"boom!"
The artillery exploded immediately, hitting the opposite mecha directly and blowing a big hole in the cockpit. The driver inside was blown to pieces on the spot, then the fuel tank burst and the shell exploded.
Due to the close distance, the high-temperature flames instantly engulfed the three mechas. A mecha loaded with shells and fuel is itself a mobile bomb. Under the high temperature, the fuel tanks and ammunition were detonated. The two mechas caused a larger explosion, and several nearby buildings that were affected collapsed.
The three mechas died together, and the defenders inside were buried in concrete blocks. It was indescribably tragic.
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"Kill!" "Death, all of them die!"
Finally, after more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, the expeditionary force completely wiped out three Silver Claw teams, including thirty-three ordinary shooters, three combat soldiers, two art6s and a sand camel.
Although the expeditionary force had a geographical advantage, it also sacrificed more than a dozen lives and an art6.
Looking at the desolate battlefield, Xiao Pingtou lit a cigarette, took a puff, and put it into the mouth of the veteran beside him.
The veteran next to him was leaning on his shoulder, as if asleep, but the blood hole on the helmet was bleeding red and white.
It was quiet all around, as if there was only the lingering smell of blood.
After an unknown amount of time, new mechas and soldiers appeared at a distant street intersection, and the number was despairing.
The little crew member wiped the black ash from his face, exhaled a sigh of relief, and said to the veteran, "Brother, we are going home."
Brutal battles took place everywhere on the battlefield. Both the attacker and the defender were fighting bloody battles and using their lives to shake the battle line.
When night fell, most of the expeditionary force lost their former companions. After more than sixty-five hours of continuous combat, the soldiers' mental load has reached its limit. Great despair enveloped the army, with people constantly going crazy, shouting hysterically, and then being executed by the military police.
"Six more hours, just six hours..."
Viscount Ramon stared blankly at the jumping numbers on the black watch. He had never felt that time was so long, as if every second passed was like half a century.
In the silent darkness, masses of black mist emerged from the ground and turned into assassins holding sharp knives.
They bring more despair and madness to this desperate night. By daybreak, the defenders of Baotong Town were less than one-fifth of what they were when they first arrived.
News of the retreat finally came from the neighboring town of Wildcat. The soldiers refreshed themselves, quickly packed up their things, and left from the rear.
However, not everyone received the order to retreat. There were also some wounded soldiers who could not be evacuated and soldiers who stayed behind. It is impossible for the Red Dragon warriors to retreat without a fight and surrender their position to others.
The wounded soldiers were given a blasting grenade, and the soldiers responsible for cutting off the rear only had a small amount of ammunition.
"Your names will be remembered in the glorious place of the Red Dragon, and you will enjoy eternal respect and admiration."
As the commander of the left army, Viscount Ramon personally went to the front line to meet these soldiers who were preparing to die for their country. The Red Nation is a martial artist, and dying in battle is a lifelong ambition for many people. Although there are regrets and reluctances, as long as you die well, your life will be worth it.
After the troops of the Left Army withdrew from Wildcat and Baotong Town, they moved towards Da Da Town.
Halfway through, Viscount Ramon suddenly ordered a change of route and moved to the northwest where the Second Red Dragon Army was stationed.
"Legion Commander, what are you..." Baron Prader led several barons from the edge of the Northern Wilderness Town to find Viscount Ramon and expressed doubts and confusion about the diversion.
"We have paid enough price, it is time to withdraw from the battlefield." Viscount Ramon said calmly.
"Is this an order from the acting commander?" Baron Prader asked.
Viscount Ramon was silent for a while and said frankly, "No."
Baron Prader and several barons from the Northern Wilderness Town changed their expressions at the same time, "Did we hear correctly, Viscount Ramon, this is an act of desertion!"
"No, they are not deserters." Viscount Ramon denied, "We are just retreating normally." He glanced at the barons, slowed down his voice, and said meaningfully, "I accepted the order of the eldest princess."
"Elder Princess? Are you referring to Her Highness Lacey Maris?" asked a baron from the edge town of the Northern Wilderness.
"Exactly!" Viscount Ramon said leisurely, stroking his goatee.
Upon hearing that it was the eldest princess's order, the barons couldn't help but look happy. The eldest princess's thighs are much thicker than Chen Xing's.
"She really wants us to retreat?" "Yes, as soon as we arrive at the Second Army's station, she will immediately issue an order to us and send it to the military headquarters to complete the procedures."
"In this case, we are members of the Second Army?" "That's right!"
Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, but Baron Prader's face became colder and colder, and he reminded, "Don't forget, we are still members of the expeditionary force."
"Don't forget that you are a subject of the Red Dragon and a vassal of the Maris Royal Family!" Viscount Ramon said, raising his voice.
"I swear, this is the dirtiest betrayal I have ever seen!" Baron Prader said with suppressed anger. Although they belong to the same country, he is no less loyal to the Maris royal family than the other party, but this is the army. The military has military regulations and the state has national laws. The essence of betrayal will not change based on any position.
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As a noble nobleman, he could not accept such betrayal.
Knowing that he was in the wrong, Viscount Ramon put away his strong attitude and said seriously, "Why don't I want to be like you and abide by the loyalty of a soldier?"
"However, our supreme commander has not appeared for many days."
"The acting commander-in-chief's order is confusing. Even though he can't hold on to it, he still refuses to give up."
"I have already lost four-fifths of my subordinates, and I don't want to lose more." Viscount Ramon looked sad, "Especially now, holding on without knowing it, and burying him without knowing..."
"Viscount Ramon, I can personally feel your grief. In the last war, I lost a son, and in today's battle, I also lost many old friends..." At this point, Prad The baron shed tears, and several other barons from Northern Wilderness Edge Town were moved by the scene and wiped their eyes.
"so……"
"No, this is just what a soldier should do!"
Viscount Ramon wanted to interrupt, but was interrupted by Baron Prade with a higher volume.
"From the moment we joined the army, we gave our lives and honor to our supreme commander. Unless the Red Dragon Archduke declares the expeditionary force as a rebel, any disloyalty to the expeditionary force is an act of betrayal!"
"Viscount Ramon, if you insist on running away from the battle, you will lose the glory of a noble soldier." Baron Prader announced.
"Baron Prader, is the person you are loyal to the Maris royal family or an outsider?" Viscount Ramon asked loudly.
"It's a promise, Viscount Ramon, it's a promise." Baron Prader said, "My ancestors and I promised our loyalty to the Maris Royal Family, and I also promised my loyalty to the expeditionary force. If the promise is not established, loyalty will It will not be established either.”
After listening to Baron Prader's words, several barons from Edge Town showed expressions of approval. They are all old-school nobles and adhere to the ancient noble traditions. Running away on the battlefield will be a stain that they will never face in their lifetime.
Facing these stubborn old-school nobles, Viscount Ramon was a little angry, "I don't have time to argue with you, Baron Prader. If you insist on staying, I respect your decision, because that is your personal choice, but it is also Please respect my decision." He waved his hand vigorously and issued an eviction order, "You can leave now!"
The meeting broke up unhappily, and Baron Prader parted ways with Viscount Ramon, taking several fringe town barons who supported him, as well as some left army soldiers who were unwilling to follow the retreat after learning the truth.
When they arrived at Dada Town, there were less than 2,000 left in the left army.
"These are the only ones you have left?"
Ye Yang Bailiu personally greeted Baron Prad's team. It was a bit unbelievable when I saw the sparse team. Although she knew that the battle was tragic, there were originally more than 30,000 people in the Zuo Army. No matter how tragic the battle was, it was impossible for only this few people to be left. After all, it was a normal retreat, not being surrounded and annihilated.
"Priest, we..." Baron Prader told the truth about Viscount Ramon's escape before the battle.
Ye Yang Bailiu listened quietly, with a calm expression. He was neither angry nor disappointed. On the contrary, he had some understanding, "I don't think this is betrayal..."
"Viscount Ramon has completed his mission and stood firm all day according to my orders."
"In this regard, as the acting commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to Viscount Ramon and his men for their sacrifice."
"And you, Baron Prader." Ye Yang Bailiu looked at the old man with a bit of tenderness in his eyes, "Your noble character is like a bright light in the dark night. Thank you for never leaving me."
After saying that, she nodded slightly to express her gratitude.
For some reason, when the dignified and beautiful high priest showed his tenderness, Baron Prader felt the blood surge all over his body. This is not the reaction of a young man when he sees a beautiful girl, but the excitement of a knight when he meets the king.
"Priest, you are exaggerating. I just abide by the creed of a nobleman, that's all." Baron Prader said humbly.
"Baron Prader, in the name of the acting commander-in-chief, I declare..." Ye Yang Bailiu's voice restored the cold solemnity of the superior, "From today on, you are the commander of the left army of the expeditionary force!"
Baron Prader was stunned for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and said, "As you command!"
Normally, he would definitely refuse. With his strength and status, he simply cannot be the commander of the army. But now, any dodge is a sign of lack of responsibility.
The more difficult the moment, the more he has to stand up. This is the true glory of nobility.
Perhaps Chen Xing didn't know it yet, but the two thousand gold coins he gave as a casual gift was repaid a hundred times in return.
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