Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World Chapter 197: The King of Land
"唳——"
In the exclamation of countless Falai soldiers, the rapid and harsh air defense sirens tore through the sky above the Alston camp, alarming countless migratory birds.
"It's an airship!"
"Is Infil crazy? How dare you send an airship?"
In an instant, the captive camp was in chaos, ridicule, discussion, and yelling, intertwined into a piece, turning back into the sky.
"Beep--"
The sound of the assembled horns, accompanied by the hoarse roar of the officers, spread to every corner of the camp.
Countless Farai soldiers hurriedly rushed out of the bunkers, followed the trenches, interspersed and advanced, rushing to their respective defensive locations.
"Nine o'clock direction! Anti-aircraft artillery 47° elevation angle ready!"
"Heavy machine gun 34° elevation angle, the **** airship dared to dive and bomb, shooting them all into fireworks!"
Under the command of the officer, the soldiers at the various firepower points became frantically busy.
The high-low machine and the direction machine are spinning wildly, and the gun barrels are swiped and turned to point to the sky.
The high-explosive shells were filled into the barrel, and the creak of the breech block resounded through the battlefield!
At this moment, all the Falai soldiers were concentrating and holding their breath, waiting for the airship to approach, and then they all turned into fireworks.
The officers of the Farley Command, clenched their fists in excitement.
Unexpectedly, being abandoned to the rear, there is still a battle?
You can still get credit for it!
At this time, no one cares about Alman who is still tied to the railing.
Yalman looked up in amazement, and saw that among the thick clouds, floating airships with **** eyes and fangs rushed out of the clouds.
From the backlighting perspective, those hideous paintings seem to come to life, as if the devil is chattering and laughing, showing horror!
This is not an imperial airship.
The Empire does not have this type of airship at all!
As a middle-ranking officer of Infil, Yarman recognized at a glance that these airships with huge pods hung in the abdomen, which did not conform to thermodynamics at all, were not imperial airships.
Who are they?
Could it be... the Air Force of the Vaal Dynasty?
But how did they fly over such a vast plateau with no man’s land?
This thought just came to Alman's mind. These terrifying airships suddenly cut open the huge pod in the abdomen, like a terrible ghost mother giving birth to a hideous ghost baby.
A ghost baby, Jiejie smiled and dived toward the earth!
"Damn it is a high-altitude bombing!"
"Bunker!"
"Bunker!"
In the field of vision, it looked like a black dot tossing, causing Officer Falai to roar hysterically.
If the airship is left for military purposes?
That is high-altitude bombing!
——Indiscriminate blind bombing at an altitude of 3000 meters, which is difficult to reach by anti-aircraft artillery.
However, the cost of this tactical warfare is too high, and the rate of return is too low, and it is almost on the verge of being eliminated.
Because flying high means that you are not accurate. If you want to accurately hit the target, you can only pray for the blessing of the gods.
Often after a round of bombing, it seems that turning the earth into a purgatory can actually not blow up important strategic goals at all, especially for some bunkers.
It's better to use the anti-aircraft artillery matrix, a wave of fixed-point bombing.
"Infier is indeed a blasphemer! Even their soldiers are no longer needed!"
The Falai officers hiding in the bunker were full of mockery.
It can be expected that the Farai soldiers may be unscathed after this wave of bombing, but the British captives were definitely killed and injured.
Officer Falley thought of this.
Alman also thought of it!
He could only madly yell at the prison camp next to him when the Farai soldiers retracted into the bunker.
"Disperse! Disperse!"
But how much sense does it have to spread out without a cover?
For a time, deep despair and anger filled Yarman's heart.
"No, no, this is not a bomb!"
Yalman's pupils, who were staring at the aerial bomb while roaring, suddenly dilated.
——As the throwing objects get closer and closer to the ground, their appearance is gradually revealed.
It's not a bomb at all, it's a steam car!
Yes, even though they looked weird and covered in riveted armor, he still recognized them at a glance. They were steam cars.
Is this crazy?
Airdrop steam truck?
What steam car can withstand this high level of throwing?
In the absurdity of Yarman's face, these crazy falling steam cars suddenly slowed down strangely when they were 100 meters above the ground.
Then, in a sense of awkwardness, he crashed on the ground.
"Boom!"
A steam tank crashed into the Ottoman line of defense that stretched for more than ten miles. Although they still smashed the ground into a depression, the impact was clearly within the range of the steam tank.
One of the cars crashed down not far from Yarman!
In Alman's dumbfounded.
"Boom..."
The steam tank roared, spitting out white steam.
The driving wheel spins frantically, driving the road wheels, inducers, and supporting pulleys, and then drives the metal crawler to run over wide trenches, vertical walls, deep water, swamps, steel mesh, sandbag bunkers, just like a fearless metal monster , Rushing in a frantic howl, rushing towards the Farai camp!
"Fire! Fire! Free fire!"
The Falai soldiers hiding behind the sandbag shelter were stunned!
It took a long time to react. Amidst the command of the officer, the Farlay soldiers carried a crane gun and poured a metal storm frantically!
"Dangdangdang!"
The projectiles enough to blast the werewolves into flesh foam were shot on the 6mm armor. Before the kinetic energy was fully released, they were riveted on the **** of the armor, venting half of the kinetic energy.
The projectile can only be ejected to the surroundings in unwillingness.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The rapid-fire cannon on the tank roared, and flames spurted from the muzzle, and the evil baby-like projectiles roared into the Farley heavy machine gun camp.
"Boom..."
In an instant, among the flame mushrooms that suddenly erupted, the metal parts were scattered all over the battlefield, accompanied by flesh and blood residues!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several rapid-fire guns from the Farai position opened fire on the tank.
"Boom!"
Under the unloading force of the inclined riveted armor, the rapid-fire projectile can only leave a fist-sized depression on the surface of the riveted dealer, and there is no other effect except for the shock.
The exposed rapid-fire gun positions were immediately fired by four or five tanks!
——Under the big data of Internet prophecy, all exposed rapid-fire guns, heavy machine guns, and howitzers are all located and marked and displayed on the virtual screens of the major tank crews.
So naturally, all the tanks were fired up for the first time!
"Da da da da..."
The sound of artillery resounding through the sky obscured the howling machine guns on the steam tank.
They are actually the harvesters of life!
Wherever the steam tank goes, life is like weeds, all falling down, facing the steam tank that can be called the iron king, no matter how powerful the werewolf is, there is only a situation of being crushed!
This is a complete killing!
"No--"
"Mom! Save me!"
"I want to go home!"
"God, save me--"
The Farai soldiers collapsed, and more and more soldiers dropped their weapons, fled frantically, or shivered in the bunker.
However, stopping the resistance brought only a more tragic fate.
For a time~IndoMTL.com~ screams, wailings, prayers, resounding through the Ottoman defense line!
"Boom!!!!"
The sore white steam is roaring, the magic steam engine is roaring, the rapid-fire cannon is spewing death, and the machine gun is venting the endless rain of bullets in the wild howl, harvesting life.
Metal caterpillars ran over sandbag corpses and thundered up on the battlefield!
At this moment, flesh and blood are weak, and steel is eternal!
Alman was completely horrified.
The pain and weakness of the body gradually peel off.
He stared at everything around him blankly. The war unfolded in front of him in a way he had never thought of, completely subverting his decades of military literacy and worldview!
In the endless gunfire, his soldiers tore through the metal fence, rushed out, and rescued him.
A group of people hid in the trench nearby, shivering, their minds blank.
I don't know how long it took, a tank suddenly straddled the trench where they were hiding, but stopped abruptly.
Yalman and the soldiers raised their hearts instantly!
In tension and fear, they can even see the stumps stuck on the metal tracks.
"Squeak!"
Huge metal bumps, making mechanical rubbing noises.
It was not the turning muzzle to greet them, but the wide open circular hatch.
I saw an Infiel soldier showing his head and crawling out.
He was half-hanging on the tank, reaching out his palm to them.
"I'm Maurice of Infel and National Boat 01 Formation 0174 Squad. Do you want to join us and beat the Falai Dynasty?"
Yalman was dumbfounded.