Chapter 1438 - 468: Charge! Charge! (Part 2)

Chapter 1438: Chapter 468: Charge! Charge! (Part 2)

"I’ve remembered you."

Morrison gritted his teeth and said to the people below

"Notify the others to withdraw the nuclear deployment, and put away the keys, but...."

He looked at Family Joy again

"I can’t guarantee others will listen to me."

"Someone will pass it on to them one by one."

Family Joy finished speaking and disconnected.

Only Morrison remained, with fire burning in his eyes

"Ah!"

Bang!

Enraged, he roared and smashed a fist onto the railing, breaking the entire section of railing, his face growing more ferocious.

Morrison was furious that a small security company commander dared threaten him, and he was indeed caught on a weak spot.

This time, whatever it takes, wipe out these guys!

Besides, it’s war now, who cares about verbal agreements, when I’m at the end of my rope, it doesn’t matter where you’re from.

The Cubans must die, and the Horizon Mercenaries must die.

None of you should expect to survive!

"Main ship dock, bring the enemy within range, prepare to show these damned Americans a lesson."

"What about the Bora over there..."

"Leave it to the Valmy."

"Yes."

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Hovering on the Kujira near the Cuban West Coast, Ooshima Gouzai saw the battle report application from Horizon Corporation and couldn’t help but gasp.

"How long has it been, and another fight?"

Less than half a month since the last large-scale air battle, another round of combat looms, Ooshima Gouzai can’t help but wonder if the people of Horizon Corporation are made of iron.

It’s critical that Huang Ban’s losses are also significant, nearly a hundred aircraft gone just like that, and losses over the past fifty years combined aren’t as big as this one month, making it hard for Ooshima Gouzai not to feel the pain.

Huang Ban, no matter how militaristic, has to consider costs and benefits, the shareholders have already challenged Huang Ban Lai Xuan more than once over the losses last time.

This war brings no benefit to Huang Ban, Ooshima Gouzai can only order:

"Tell them, we can only assist with air defense and nothing more."

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Wheelchair rebellion, responded by all.

The defenders throughout Guiana didn’t utter a single word of dissent at his rallying call; instead, they resolutely turned their guns on the Europeans.

Most of them were ordinary people caught temporarily, forcibly pushed into barracks, terrified of the Horizon Mercenaries, having no fighting spirit and unaware of why they were fighting.

But now they raised their guns with unprecedented steadiness, because now they knew, they knew they were fighting for Cuba, they were fighting for their families, to drive those European butchers out of Cuba.

Inside the city, dozens of European advisers and soldiers made no splash before being surrounded by players and quickly organized to force enemy lines back.

The flank defenses around Guines, built as the core, changed colors in an instant, with an entire corps defecting on the spot, while the European front lines were attacked once again.

A bloody battle broke out with the Havana abandoned outer old city defenses.

Including the Guines defenders, a total of more than ten thousand troops were committed by both sides here, and the wealthy European Alliance Army invested nearly two hundred light and heavy tanks and various heavy equipment and combat aircraft, a lavish expense.

The players’ side was equally unwilling to fall short, deploying over six hundred MT-4 power armors, fifty modified tanks, countless types of rockets, heavy artillery, and drones.

The battle line stretched for dozens of kilometers, with the thunderous sound of firearm-generated explosions echoing across the plains as if wanting to blow Cuba into the sea.

Meanwhile, the Eastern front Super Earth, pent-up for a long time, launched another attack, with over two thousand troops heading to the battlefield, armed with new green-skin equipment, ready to settle scores.

Both sides unleashed their elites, destined to be a showdown here.

On the boundless Camaguey Plain, the green-skin armored units of Super Earth collided head-on with the Anglo-French Allied Army, with artillery fire roaring like thunder, long-lasting.

A French heavy floating tank tried to use its thick armor to surge forward, but soon a plasma beam sizzled towards it.

The scorching light struck its armor but didn’t burst brilliantly; instead, it was as if an invisible force field blocked it, deflecting before touching the front armor and scattering around, carving a terrifying blackened lava path on the ground.

The plasma cannon-equipped player soldier aboard the armored vehicle cursed

"Damn! Meissner’s reactive armor, it’s Claire’s main battle tank! How do the French even bring these things here? Is this still level-one rooms?"

By embedding coils below the armor, approaching metals enter a superconducting state generating a magnetic field; upon metal proximity, it slices through this magnetic field, sudden increase in current alters the magnetic field, greatly increasing bounce probability.

At the end of the day, plasma cannons are just heated metallic matter in a plasma state, still susceptible to magnetic interference; because of insufficient inherent kinetic power, they’re not as threatening as conventional steel needle armor-piercing rounds.

The driver couldn’t help but complain

"Level-ten tanks are here in level-one rooms to bomb fish, right? Joke of a matching mechanism!"

"Mechanic, any raiders in the area could connect?"

"None, our raiders are competing for air supremacy; unless you fancy being helicopter can-opened, you better not mess with them."

"Stop talking, run, that tank’s spotted us!"

The channel was also filled with other players’ laughter