Heavy snow has been falling intermittently for three days, and the snow on Xilang Peak has become very thick.
The snow-capped mountains and glaciers are dazzling. The snow-capped mountains have generally returned to their original holy appearance, forming a sharply contrasting picture with the black demon palace on the top of the mountain.
Look at it like the devil sitting high on the holy mountain.
I don't know whether this large amount of snow is good or bad for the entire army's operations, but for Han Qingyu who now owns the Blue Light Pillar Sword, it is undoubtedly a good thing.
During this period, reinforcements continued to arrive. It is said that the size of the frontline coalition forces has now truly reached the previously announced 40,000 people.
At the same time, the fifth and sixth super combat forces from Germany and Scotland joined the battlefield.
In fact, those who came to help in the final stage were basically elites from various countries.
The Alliance made the decision to exterminate and also made the determination to forge iron. This battle may result in heavy losses, but if we can take a breather after this battle, Weilan will really be able to take on large-scale wars in the future.
With a history of nearly a hundred years, Weilan seems to have always been like this, moving forward through sacrifice, harvesting and learning through pain, until today. Although energy-related technology seems to still be backward, in fact, it is likely that it has spanned a thousand years of development history.
Human beings are animals that are good at learning, and it seems that everything is accomplished by learning.
At the same time, shuttle-shaped aircraft continued to land on the mountain on the other side of Dajian. There must be hundreds of them. In total, there were more than two hundred Dajian.
All the shuttle-shaped aircraft in the surrounding defense areas of Mount Hilang flew here.
During these three days, the coalition forces continuously sent out elite teams to harass, seduce and pull. Now the distribution of the Dajian Group has basically returned to the state before the "Voice" operation. The defense area has expanded to close to the foot of the mountain, and at the same time, it has gradually spread out around the entire mountain.
The time is ripe for battle.
There can be no further delay.
August 27, 1991, an ordinary day. Before four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone on the front line of Shilang Peak had dinner in advance.
"Don't eat too much. It's almost enough. Be careful because your stomach will hurt when you run."
At the 1777 team camp, Lao Jian held a rice bowl in his hand and walked around with a smile, and said at the top of his voice: "If you are full, go ahead and put on the device and check the source energy block."
"And don't run around blindly. You have to be at the assembly point at five o'clock."
Although he tried to appear relaxed, he actually looked like an old father taking his children to take the college entrance examination. No, he was much more nervous than that.
"Boom..." The roar of the wings of the aircraft echoed in the air.
Another plane carrying reinforcements landed at the airport in the distance.
Judging by the time, it should be the last one.
No one paid much attention. On the hillock, Han Qingyu silently changed into a combat uniform embroidered with the regimental commander's sword emblem. This was the first time he took the initiative to wear this combat uniform.
Wu T-shirt is also worn. The rusty girl's sword was tied with the piece of cloth with the heraldry. The long sword was slung behind the armor's shoulder, and the blade was behind her head. It was blown by the wind on the hillock and occasionally fluttered.
After inspecting the metal blocks, immortal bones, and source energy blocks one by one, Han Qingyu placed the double straight knives behind his shoulders on the same side.
Behind his other shoulder is a blue light pillar sword covered in a cloth sheath. The cloth cover was made by Xi Mei. For this purpose, I dismantled a combat uniform and used the hooks on it to fix it.
The three-line formation is completed.
Lao Jian glanced at everyone, especially the first-year soldiers, with gentle eyes. Then he firmed up and said, "Let's go."
Without saying much, the 1777 team, consisting of 41 people in three formations, walked down the mound in silence.
On another hillside they couldn't see or hear.
Fang Zhong, the captain of the 472nd Squadron of the Azure Chinese Asian Front Army, Sixth Army, looked at each of his team members with solemn eyes.
472 did not suffer any sacrifices in the last vocal operation, and even the injuries were very few and very light. At that time, they were originally going to face four big guns, but with the help of 1777, they temporarily exchanged the attack targets.
"This time, I don't think anyone will tell us to take over." Fang Zhong spoke at the front of the queue and said, "No, no, it's us. We can't wait for others to say take over and exchange targets."
"Yes!" The team members all stood up and responded neatly and loudly.
"When the alarm goes off, the Dajian group will rush towards the main ship on the mountain and attack the ring position. And our mission... is to retain and destroy them. So, no matter how many weapons are in front of us this time... we pounce on them."
"yes!"
"Cut back what you owed last time."
"yes!"
Team 472 sets off.
Identical, similar, Chinese, Asian, Indian, Nepalese... Nearly a thousand teams set off from various camps and headed towards the battlefield of the first comprehensive defense war of the blue.
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"This thing seems a bit big."
Han Qingyu walked with the Zhujian on his back for a while. He felt that he was not used to it, so he had to tilt it a little more. He thought that he might as well stop hiding it and enter the battlefield later, just take it out and chop it...
How to cut it? If you encounter a situation where the big spikes are densely packed, you can probably swing them around like Yin Caixin’s invincible hot fire wheel.
Liu Shiheng walked in front of a line of defense and silently turned his head to glance at Han Qingyu.
He was shaking a little now. This battlefield is too spread out, the scenes are foreseeable, and it is too cruel. It is impossible to see where it may be safe. If he rushes forward in a moment, he may not have anywhere to hide.
Are you following Aoko? It feels safe, but also seems super dangerous.
Tangled ah.
"Shiheng." Han Qingyu suddenly called him.
Liu Shiheng was a little uneasy, avoided eye contact and turned around to respond: "Huh?"
"We will enter the battlefield in a moment. You and Tangtang should follow Wen Jifei. The plague chicken may have to cooperate with me in fighting. You two are responsible for ensuring that he has space to shoot. At the same time, find a position to observe the situation and help everyone. If there are any special situations, please let me know."
"okay."
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The assembly point is at the foot of the mountain, with the snow-capped mountains at our back. Because they line up like this almost every day, the big ones seem to be used to it. After all, they don't understand humans.
The scene of 40,000 people fully spreading out was too big. At the same time, because they needed to arrange around almost half of the snow-capped mountains, the mobilization and organization before the war were divided into several venues according to language.
Everywhere, they were arrayed directly in accordance with the predetermined charge formation.
The Chinese Asian Front Army participated in the war with about 5,000 people. Among them, more than a dozen elite teams were currently listed at the front of all the teams, holding their own flags.
Each elite team in this battle has its own flag. Most of the flags were made by the front line in the past three days. Because of the rush, they used the flags of each front army, painted them white, and then added the numbers and titles of each squad.
This looks a bit rough, but it will not prevent them from appearing in a circular position high in the snowy mountains and standing there.
As long as the flag doesn't fall, there will be no gap and the big tip below, don't even think about going back.
"Quiet, quiet..."
The scene became silent as greetings echoed from everywhere.
In front of the venue, a short Chinese Asian Army general, about fifty years old, stepped onto the temporary high platform.
Liu Yiwu, commander of the First Army of the Hua Xianya Army, was the only witness to raise his hand in salute.
"I just drove away the translators, guards, liaison officers... they gave me." The first sentence he spoke, without any mobilization attitude, Liu Yiwu smiled cordially and said, "Because I plan to Let me tell you some honest words first.”
After the words fell, the dignified commander of the First Army stood by the high platform as usual, as if he was preparing to chat about everyday things.
"To be honest, I am a very careful person. In this alliance battle, the leading party is the Indian and German Front Army, right? So I don’t know if you have noticed that the voice of our Chinese Asian Front Army in this battle, Very small... We have strength and voice, but our voice has always been very small."
"Because I don't want to stand out! I think it's not our place anyway and we can fight anyway, so let's stand back and I can take more of you home."
"Thirty years ago, the battle against the Red Shoulders and Eleven Blues took place in Siberia. The main force participating in the battle was the Xiong Zhanli Front Army and our Chinese Asian First Army. At that time, I was only a lieutenant. To be honest, I was scared and timid after that battle, so when I come here this time, I won’t say anything or show off my strength..."
Everyone was listening carefully, listening to the dark thoughts of an admiral, and even his fears.
Liu Yiwu paused here, straightened his body, and patted his chest.
"But now, there is no other way. I have to speak and tell you to fight to the death, to sacrifice, to fight to the death... Brothers... I am the only soldier of the Hua family who has witnessed the legion." He said.
"It's okay." Someone from below shouted stupidly.
The low laughter resounded in the desperate emotional atmosphere and was quickly suppressed.
Liu Yiwu also smiled, looked over, and said, "Is everything okay?"
"It's okay!" This was very loud, and thousands of people responded in unison.
"Okay." Liu Yiwu nodded slowly, his calm eyes ignited, "Then, get ready, Azure, the Chinese sub-front army. Let's go and see what those bugs under the iron armor are. What the hell. Go kill them until they bleed like rivers, and see if they are frightened... Do you know they are afraid?"
"Okay, okay!"
"That thing is covered in iron armor. It is not afraid of radiation, has super defense, and has various resistances... But inside it is actually a living thing. Everyone knows that, right? It has flesh and blood."
"knew."
"Since they are living creatures, hit them until they are scared. It's rare to get so many together at once... Let's give it a try by the way and take one out to have a look." Liu Yiwu said passionately and said seriously: "To be honest, I am Cantonese, I want to stew it.”
Tick-tock, tick-tock... amid the roar of laughter.
"Woo..." the horn came.
The sound of tens of thousands of moving footsteps sounded.
The big peaks on the snow-capped mountains looked sideways, raised their heads, and looked at the battle formation below... They didn't know yet that this time, it was real.
The flag war has begun.
Liu Yiwu glanced at the battle formation in front of him for the last time, stretched out his hand, and raised his knife, "Keng!"
"Prepare!"
"Keng!" The 5,000 troops from the Chinese Asian Front turned around and drew their swords towards the snow-capped mountains.
"Keng..." arrayed around the mountain, 40,000 people turned around and faced the snow-capped mountains, drawing their swords.
Under the twilight, under the thousands of meters of snow-capped mountains, there are long knives like a forest.
"Praise, praise, praise..." "For all those who are breathing, fight with no way out, body blocked in the sky."
Various languages, same expression. There are more than ten blue battle formations, and the blue light of the source energy device shines like a sea of stars.
"Boom, boom, boom..." A powerful ejection sound sounded. The first batch, two hundred heavy-duty full armors, were thrown into the battlefield with equipment similar to ancient trebuchets.
The armor has not hit the ground.
Dajian raised his head.
"Ho!" Hundreds of people shouted in unison.
The galloping footsteps made the wind sound like cracks, and Noslan's unique spear-throwing formation, each one with strength talent, everyone waved their arms while running...
"Ho!" The javelin was released, and it shot out like a strong bow and lightning, "Song, song, song, song..." sonic boom filled the sky.
Two relatively dense groups of big pointed ones near the foot of the mountain were directly blown away by the javelin array, and several big pointed ones fell to the ground.
It was at this point in time that chaos arose. The 200 heavy-duty armors in the air all landed scattered on the snowy slopes according to predetermined positions, like stakes on the battlefield, and at the same time prevented the first wave of big spikes from gathering.
At the same time, "Attack!"
In the second wave, all six super combatants and all elite teams scattered in various battle formations rushed straight away.
They will divide the battlefield.
Then move across the battlefield.
Go to the heights of the snowy mountains and establish a circular position to defend.
According to observations, there are at least 1,000 large spikes stuck under the ring formation.
Life and death, victory and defeat.
Watch them hold on.
Look at the remaining 30,000 long knives, enter the harvest.
