Chapter 1441 - 469: Firepower Frontline (Part 2)

Chapter 1441: Chapter 469: Firepower Frontline (Part 2)

The squad members were all wiped out, and it was his firing order that got everyone killed.

Past laughter and curses rose from the depths of his memory like a curse.

The combat will, always supported by drugs, ultimately collapsed at this moment.

"Ah! Ah!!"

He slumped to the ground, initially letting out a low, incomprehensible wail, the sound gradually growing louder, until he clutched his head, screaming in agony.

In the distance, the sound of artillery fire continued to rumble incessantly. The sky, stained red by flames, occasionally thundered with booming sounds, and the player’s vanguard reconnaissance had appeared on the horizon.

The signal that just appeared on the radar was only a fake electromagnetic signal sent out by their small drones, the purpose being to first expose the position of the enemy’s frontline fire units, and then guide the artillery strikes.

"Kill these European white pigs, those bastards!"

The tracks of war will not stop because of this, they will crush everyone involved equally.

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"Boom!"

The recoil of the large-caliber electrothermal cannon almost shook the tank to pieces, yet the Jing Luo crew cheered with screams of joy with each shot fired.

The driver, Zhen Nu, let out a weird shout

"Giao! Giao! One more shot baby!"

The roar of this cannon was as stimulating to them as injecting adrenaline, wishing they could hold it up like a machine gun, more exhilarating than even shooting up.

The drone equipment operator and gunner, Tears, was red-faced

"The cannon is almost overheated, take a break."

"Overheated?"

The commander, Ecstasy, was speechless

"It’s only been a dozen shots, can you handle it, skinny dog?"

"Damn it, try shooting a dozen in five minutes, your skin will be rubbed raw."

"Kidding, I’m an ironclad, this little time isn’t enough."

"I’ll just tell your wife, see if she believes it."

"Oh no, don’t, she’d eat me alive."

While they were roughhousing in the cramped cabin, a new mission order came from the command, and it was a timed mission.

They were tasked with reclaiming the entire province of Camaguey by Super Earth before dawn, infiltrating the rear to sabotage airports as much as possible.

Military Science and Huang Ban both refused to provide offensive air support, and if they got bogged down, the players would face endless airstrikes.

Though the players had their own anti-air measures, without the relevant precision production line, many components were bought from the two companies, unable to engage in a war of attrition with the wealthy European Community.

"GOGOGO, let’s move out!"

Zhen Nu pulled the lever and stepped on the gas, charging forward; as for where his last shot landed or how many enemies he took out, they didn’t care or mind, just give them coordinates, and they’ll fire.

The steel tracks rolled forward.

From a thousand meters above the ground, one could see the entire province of Camaguey engulfed in warfare, every flare and black smoke on the endless mountains and plains was the scythe of the death messenger, missiles, rockets tearing through the sky, leaving white smoke that blotted out the sky.

Sitting in a hovercar, the Truth Department gazed through binoculars at the ever-advancing front lines, unable to help but exclaim

"Good, very well done."

"Let these arrogant Europeans see the soul of democracy of our Super Earth."

Although the cyber command center could see a holographic battlefield, nothing matched the thrill of witnessing a live broadcast on the front lines.

Sitting in the car, the Propaganda Department fiddled with the terminal

"Chief, the radar shows enemy aircraft approaching, target unknown, most likely coming for our armor cluster."

"What about our drone swarm?"

The Truth Department didn’t want the tank company he had just assembled to be written off so soon, they were the apple of Super Earth’s eye.

"It’s already up in the air, but does it help with just that?"

The Propaganda Department was doubtful; they had been chaotically chased across the map by those European fighters before. Just relying on an equal number of marauder drones wasn’t enough to match the opponent. Even with Sky Net’s assistance, the loss rate was still alarmingly high.

Beneath their hovercar, dozens of modified marauder drones roared towards the front lines. Watching the drone swarm, the Truth Department said

"The Western Front has already used it, I heard it’s effective, Wildman shouldn’t let me down."

"But whether this battle can be won depends on whether the seductive women can achieve the strategic objectives; otherwise, even without aircraft, the Europeans’ missiles could drown us."

The Truth Department put down the binocular, frowning at the Propaganda Department’s vividly red head

"Why did you dye your helmet red?"

"Oh, you mean this?"

The Propaganda Department pointed at his helmet

"Isn’t this part of promoting Super Earth’s Fist? I noticed Hong Tianwang and Yihe Tuan used red scarves, so I dyed my helmet red too."

The Truth Department was lost for words, genuinely not expecting the Propaganda Department to fully engage the New Dynasty Elegance routine.

"You better be careful, if you stray off course, see if I don’t deal with you."

As they spoke, the radar on the terminal showed red dots becoming more concentrated. The Anglo-French Allied Army fleet, though oversea, had most of its aircraft stayed in Cuba. Two flying squadrons, dozens of fighters roared towards the front lines, preparing to prioritize knocking out those out-of-control tanks racing across the land.

The Anglo-French Allied Army hadn’t participated in the battle crossing the Florida Strait back on the Western Front, so although they had heard a thing or two, they didn’t take it seriously.

After all, they had fought Super Earth, making them discard their helmets and armor; forget any mysterious radar, they could hardly see a few aircraft. The good stuff was all on the Western Front, what was the Eastern Front to them?