This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 929: Landing in Yongye Port!

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"Brothers! For the managers! For the alliance! Charge!!!"

"Ouch!!!!"

The waves on the vast sea were turbulent, and the sky above the blue waves was also filled with cries.

With the roar of propellers and the roar of Brother Mosquito blasting wheat on the communication channel, planes swooped towards Yongye Port like locusts.

The entire attack formation consists of two parts.

The first formation cruising above the clouds is mainly next-generation fighters equipped with plasma engines.

Among them, the L-10 "Thunder" is the main one, followed by the P-2 "Lightning". The main task is to suppress enemy airports and compete with today's "Saber" jet fighters for air supremacy.

As for the second formation, it is mainly composed of W-4 ​​fighter jets from the Goblin Corps, performing ground support missions!

The "W-4" is the latest propeller fighter designed by the Goblin Corps based on the war conditions in Borneo.

It looks similar to the La-11 and is equipped with two 20mm aviation cannons. The wings can carry guided and unguided rockets and aerial bombs according to different combat missions.

However, although the appearance of this aircraft is a classic retro style, its power components, weapon systems and airborne radar were redesigned by engineers from Goblin Technology, and the power source is the latest model produced by Lister Group. of metal hydrogen fuel cells.

In fact, with a series of high-tech improvements, although the combat efficiency of this thing has risen to a higher level, the price/performance ratio is far inferior to the "Flying Wooden Stick" W-2.

It's more than that.

Due to its faster speed and maneuverability, the W-4's requirements for pilots have also increased.

It is for reasons such as this that this model will probably become the last propeller aircraft designed and mass-produced by Goblin Technology.

Moving forward, it will be the era of plasma engines!

Perhaps in order not to leave any regrets, Brother Mosquito gave up the vertical take-off and landing "Thunder" and the faster "Lightning" fighter jets to other better pilots in the Goblin Corps, and he took the retro flight again. The old-style machine led the new and old rookies of the corps to launch the signature charge of the Goblin Corps.

Seeing the fleet of aircraft rushing towards them like locusts, the officers of the Southern Army who were responsible for guarding Yongye Port were all dumbfounded.

These guys are like water spiders, suddenly jumping out of the calm sea.

Before this, they didn't even see a slightly larger bird on their radar!

Many people immediately thought of the Alliance's Hidden Mother, which was said to be able to suddenly emerge from the deep sea with an aircraft, and had played a major role in the civil war in the southern seas.

However, all the military and logistical arrangements were completed in such a short period of time. This terrifying combat efficiency really made the experts present feel terrified.

Stanford, the commander of the city defense army who was the first to react, immediately made an immediate decision, grabbed the communicator and shouted.

"All units enter combat status! The second aviation formation takes off immediately to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!"

Listening to the neat answer coming from the communication channel, Stanford finally breathed a sigh of relief and raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

However, looking at the green dots approaching at high speed on the radar screen, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

So many planes...

It seems that the Alliance has spent a lot of money on this strategic bombing!

Although most of them are propellers, and only a few are more difficult to get plasma engines, it is still difficult to shoot them all down with the air force and air defense forces of Yongye Port.

Now he only hopes that the strategic facilities of Yongye Port can suffer less damage and not affect the frontline logistics.

At this moment, Stanford has not realized the seriousness of the matter, nor does he know that the South China Sea Alliance fleet and the Enterprise's ocean-going landing ship are already on the way, and even his own fleet is already in the waters near Serik Island. The army was wiped out without any knowledge.

The General Headquarters of the Southern Army blocked all news that was unfavorable to the rule of the Tire Army Commander, so that departments at all levels were completely blind to the situation outside their own war zones, and what they heard and saw was different from what actually happened. It's like two completely disjoint parallel worlds.

If you are on the front line, this situation will be even more obvious.

For example, the version heard by the soldiers who fought with the Snake State guerrillas under the command of Captain Gibson may even be that the commander of Tire's army has landed in Chip Port and captured alive the drunk man who was drinking in the bar. The president of the South China Sea Alliance and the administrator of the alliance wrote a letter begging for mercy but were rejected. The leader of Borneo, Abu Saik, has secretly run away.

Information warfare is also a part of war.

A similar situation was not limited to the Southern Legion. The eastward expansion faction of the Eastern Legion also used it during the Battle of Luoxia.

However, even those with the rank of Captain of Ten Thousands and above were put into the cocoon room. This situation is indeed very rare, but it is enough to show that the Southern Army is really at the end of its rope. Even people with the level of Captain of Ten Thousands cannot make a decision. This war is won or lost.

In such a situation, it is no longer important to know or not, but it will only add unnecessary trouble.

After all, if Stanford knew that his main fleet had been completely wiped out, and that the company's army had followed the South China Sea Alliance's navy to his doorstep and was ready to land at any time, it was hard to say whether he would still have the courage to resist, or whether he would directly switch sides. Surrender...

As the combat order was issued, planes quickly took off from the airport in Yongye Port.

At the same time, jet planes that had been transferred to Xifan Port also took off one after another, rushing towards Yongye Port.

The roar of the cannon sounded almost at the same time as the air defense siren of Yongye Port. Tracers crisscrossed in the sky, and in an instant, it seemed as if a rain of death was falling in the clear sky!

Although the warring parties deliberately avoided crowded streets, stray bullets still fell on the streets from time to time.

That's a 20mm aviation cannon!

Not to mention being rubbed, even the fragments splashed by the cannon hitting the ground are enough to knock down a group of unsuspecting civilians.

For the survivors of Tiandu in Borneo, they were used to seeing air raids, but for the residents of Yongye Port, this scene was the first time.

The flames blooming in the sky and the plumes of falling black smoke were simply like **** descending.

People on the street screamed and ran, some running to their homes, others running to the nearest air raid shelter.

It was not only the civilians who were panicking, but also the officials of Yongye Port, who were confused about the sudden war.

Compared with the real situation on the front line, they don’t even know as much as the captains of ten thousand who stay in the military system.

For example, Yahui.

Until a few minutes ago, he was worried about the personnel arrangements in the city hall and the pressure from the logistics department, but in the blink of an eye, the air raid sirens went off.

At first he thought it was some kind of drill, but it wasn't until the black dots from far to near were reflected on the window of his office that he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"What the hell...where did these guys come from?!"

He screamed and left the window, his face so full of fear and disbelief that even his voice was distorted.

At this moment, panicked footsteps rushed into the office.

The secretary who appeared at the door was breathing heavily, his face was pale, and he was out of breath and trembling.

"Mr. Governor, it's no longer safe here... We'd better take refuge as soon as possible!"

Administrative units such as the Governor's Palace have always been the first choice for air strikes.

It would be fine if it was just bombing.

But this "lightning and thunder" posture always felt to him not like an air attack, but more like a back-up plan.

Hearing the secretary's voice, Yahui finally calmed down a little and rushed to the door.

The two hurriedly left the office and rushed to the underground bunker closest to the Governor's Mansion.

The war in the air has entered a fever pitch. The planes biting each other are like cavalry chasing each other, fighting hand to hand in the blue wilderness!

At first, with the support of ground anti-aircraft firepower, the air force of Yongye Port regained some advantages.

However, as several tactical cruise missiles flying from a distance broke through the blockade of the anti-missile system and crashed into the city, blowing up several anti-aircraft guns and missile racks into scraps, the ground anti-aircraft firepower that had been showing off its power suddenly died down. down.

The battle in the air has yet to determine the winner, but another battle has begun.

Just when the city defense troops were caught off guard by the sudden aircraft and were busy maintaining order and evacuating the crowd, round helmets suddenly appeared on the edge of the sparsely populated port pier.

They were like ghosts lurking in the tide, as if a wave pushed them to the shore.

In addition to the fully enclosed modified K-10 "Iron Wall" exoskeletons, dozens of four-meter-high "King Crab" amphibious all-terrain infantry armor followed the Jungle Corps ashore. !

The guards standing on the port looked at the huge monsters in horror. They felt that their hands and feet were as stiff as lead, unable to move at all.

Shaking off the wet seaweed hanging on his arm, Midnight Killer strode to the nearest guard, smiled cheerfully at him, and then took off the "small water pipe" that was constantly shaking in his hand. Throw it aside.

"This thing is of no use to me, just take refuge."

Looking at the gun barrel and chain saw welded to his arm, the guard looked pale and couldn't say a word, as if he was stupid.

Midnight Killer ignored him and just waved to the player behind him.

Facing this murderous group of regular troops, the guards in the port area had no ability to resist at all.

Although some Weirantians bravely opened fire on them, the final result was obvious. They couldn't even scratch off a piece of paint on the "King Crab" armor, but were killed by the 20mm weapon hanging on the crab's claws. The cannon blasted the people and walls into pieces.

The surrendered guards were rushed by the players to collect their bodies for those indifferent guys.

Looking at the minced meat pulled out from under the ruins, even a veteran who had been on the battlefield felt a twitch in his stomach.

And some of the young men who had never been on the battlefield vomited out.

Although most Valantians are brave, not everyone is.

Besides, the truly brave people have already experienced the iron fist of the Southern Legion, and the rest are either silent, tolerant, or completely ignorant.

It is better to expect them not to cause trouble at the critical moment than to expect them to sacrifice their lives for the commander of the Tire Army who suppressed them.

After a fierce inner struggle, most of the guards in the port area gave up resistance.

In less than a minute, a thousand steel musclemen armed to the teeth all successfully landed at the port.

Just like when the Burning Legion attacked Golden Gallen Port, they first took control of the police station, then captured the nearest arsenal, repelled the militiamen who rushed there, and effortlessly paralyzed the defense of the entire port area. .

As for how they knew where the arsenal was, it was actually very simple.

Many of the good brothers in the Wilant expeditionary force were once residents of Evernight Port.

Not even just the residents.

There are also customs systems, logistics systems, and veterans who have retired from the front line.

They not only provide intelligence, but also choose to fight side by side with the players of the Jungle Corps!

Shortly after the players of the Jungle Corps landed, they boarded the port in landing craft one after another, and used battalions as combat units to quickly fill up the defense areas that the Jungle Corps could not take care of.

It was only then that Commander Stanford Wanfu, the commander of the city defense army, suddenly came to his senses. This was not a retaliatory air strike at all, but a landing operation under the cover of air power!

But by the time he realized this, it was too late. The docks in the port area had completely fallen into the hands of the Alliance.

For the defenders of Yongye Port, this not only means that they have been cut off from supplies at sea, but also means that alliance troops will continue to land!

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Stanford was completely panicked. He immediately dispatched the 10,000th city defense force to the city near the port and ordered the frontline commanders to recapture the port at all costs.

Although he had not heard any news about his own main fleet and the Western Legion fleet until now, the alliance's ground forces were all in his face, and no matter how stupid he was, he realized that something big had happened.

As orders were issued one after another, soldiers from the city defense army quickly gathered from all over the city towards the port.

The livid faces had different expressions, some were angry and some were frightened.

But no matter what their expressions were, this time they were no longer facing unarmed compatriots.

On the other side, the Alliance forces landing at the port have formulated the next phase of their attack plan.

Midnight Killing Chicken plans to leave some people at the port to guard important docks and cover the landing of the company's friendly forces, while at the same time detaching some people to attack the radio station located in the northwest city.

According to the soldiers of the Wilant Expeditionary Force, the signal tower there can cover the entire Evernight Port.

One of the officers named Kuruan told him that as long as he captured the radio station, he could try to gain the support of the vast majority of survivors in the settlement and collapse the resistance of the remaining defenders. .

After discussing with several other players, Midnight Killer felt that this method was worth a try, so he sent out a model worker from the regiment and gave him a company of brothers.

With the strength of the Jungle Corps, this company can be used as a reinforced battalion.

In addition, the Wilant expeditionary force that landed with the Jungle Corps also separated a battalion-level combat unit, responsible for serving as guides and providing fire support at medium distances.

The model worker who received the task immediately became energetic and immediately called on the brothers to take action.

Although he is considered a relatively stubborn person in the corps, that is compared to other brothers in the corps who like to rush forward and fight hand to hand.

Different from the Storm Troops, who are good at defense, every one of the strength-based muscle guys in the Jungle Troops is reckless, and their fear of death is second only to the Death Troops, who don't even need experience points.

Compared with hiding in a turtle shell to defend, of course the exciting street fighting attack made his blood boil more!

"Brothers, follow me! Try to take down this settlement before the victory is decided on the mosquito side!"

Looking at the model workers shouting in the communication channel, a group of new members who had never seen the world shouted.

"Brother, the company hasn't logged in yet!"

“Aren’t we going to take the northwest city area?”

The model worker laughed.

"It's not important! There's no difference! Just do it and you're done! By the way, remember not to accidentally injure civilians!"

"Roger!" A high-morale echo came from the communication channel. The teams that had assigned their respective tasks quickly broke out of the bunker under the cover of friendly fire.

Two "King Crab" amphibious armors were the first to reach the wide main road, and with their flexible maneuvers, they avoided the speeding rockets.

Before the Southern Legion soldiers guarding the other end of the street came to their senses, one of the "King Crabs" took a clean step forward and rushed directly into the safe distance of the anti-tank soldiers carrying rocket launchers. Then a pair of pliers lifted the person and flew him more than ten meters away.

The soldiers hiding behind the bunker were stunned by the monster that suddenly rushed in front of them. No one expected that this guy was so dexterous, let alone that he could show off his face.

The reconnaissance vehicle standing by moved backwards crazily, and the 20mm heavy machine gun welded to the roof opened fire, trying to break the legs of the mechanical crab through focused fire.

However, this move obviously did not escape the eyes of the experienced pilot.

The player operating the "King Crab" didn't give him this chance at all. He caught up with the reconnaissance vehicle that was reversing crazily in just a few steps, and then swung out with a pair of pliers, directly knocking off the several-ton reconnaissance vehicle. Overturned.

Facing this devastating offensive, the city defense soldiers guarding the bunker were all stunned.

Not to mention that they were not originally a front-line combat unit, even front-line combat units may not have seen such a battle.

However, their fighting will and quality are much stronger than the city defense army of the Xilan Empire, and the fighting power and fighting will of the Weirant people are indeed stronger than most ordinary wastelanders, but it is not because of one incident. When frustrated, he abandons his armor and runs away.

A Southern Legion soldier took out the explosive package and detonator from the ammunition box, roared to dispel the fear, and rushed desperately towards the "King Crab" armor that was killing people.

With a deafening explosion, the fiery shock wave blew his whole body into a shower of blood, but it also broke off the two crab legs of the "King Crab" armor.

The "King Crab" took a hit and dwarfed, and the joints of its forelimbs hit the ground with a creaking sound.

The violent vibrations made the players in the cockpit dizzy, and they were in a daze for two seconds before they came back to their senses.

Looking at the surrounding Southern Legion soldiers who were concentrating fire on him, he raised his crab claws to protect the power components while setting up the 20mm cannon welded to the claws to fire continuously.

He destroyed half of the wall of the house on the roadside, and a soldier carrying a rocket launcher was crushed into pieces as soon as he aimed at him!

The hand-to-hand fighting is really enjoyable. The players sitting in the cockpit can only feel the adrenaline surge. Instead of being afraid of being trapped in a tight siege, they are excited and excited.

However, excitement turned out to be excitement. After all, he was surrounded by an entire team of hundreds of people, and his pair of pincers was ultimately no match for hundreds of hands.

Facing the bullets fired from all directions and the rockets caught in them from time to time, the red light on the operation panel flashed like a lantern.

It was only then that he finally felt a little panicked and shouted into the communication channel.

"Damn...I've been shot! Come and help me!"

The voices of teammates soon came from the communication channel.

"Fuck! Who told you to rush forward like that! Wait!"

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense——"

Before he finished speaking, an anti-armor rocket hit the top of the cockpit.

The hot metal jet poured in instantly, destroying half of his body.

Looking at the iron lump that was no longer moving, the soldiers of the Southern Legion cheered for the rest of their lives.

However, before they could count their casualties, another "King Crab" of the same model struck them in front of them with the cooperation of more than a dozen exoskeletons.

Looking at those murderous guys, almost everyone couldn't help but feel a tremor in their hearts.

There was no suspense in the ensuing battle. The Centurion guarding the entrance to the street was almost unilaterally crushed.

But what is commendable is that this group of lunatics were as red-blooded as the players, and no one surrendered until the end.

Aware of the alliance's intention to attack the northwest city, Finan, the commander of the legion, grabbed the communicator in his hand and shouted loudly into the communicator.

"This is the 11th Thousand Soldiers! The enemy is attacking the northwest city. We are suppressed by the Alliance's amphibious armor... The frontline needs tank reinforcements!"

After the brief electric sound, a reply came fairly quickly from the communication channel.

"...The headquarters has received that the 27th Armored Group is supporting you in your direction! We will forward their communication to you now, be sure to hold on!"

Hearing that the armored troops were on their way to the front line, Finan finally felt a little calmer.

The six-legged "iron crab" looks really scary, but in fact it just takes advantage of the complex terrain in urban areas.

Even the armor-piercing bullets carried by individual soldiers can penetrate this thing. It only takes one shot to hit a serious tank.

He did not have the slightest doubt about the penetration depth of the "Conqueror" Panzer V.

Even if that thing is just a light tank, it cannot be blocked by a so-called individual armor.

However, just as he was thinking this, a sharp scream suddenly came from the air.

The sound sounded like a prolonged air raid siren and the scream of death.

"Woo——!"

He raised his head suddenly and saw a dozen planes swooping towards the city.

The anti-aircraft machine guns on the ground fired hastily, but the tracers flying into the sky were like feathers ruffled by the wind, not even the shadow of the aircraft.

Finan watched helplessly as the dozen planes dropped bombs, and then a deafening roar came from the neighborhood not far away.

"Boom——!"

A blown-up turret faintly flew past in the sky, and despair appeared on Finan's face at the same time.

After a moment of waiting, a half-dead gasp came from the communication channel.

"...This is Team 27...We were hit by an air attack and the armored units suffered heavy losses. We can't help you."

How could the Alliance bomb so accurately? !

Have their troops penetrated behind the defense line?

The expression on Finan's face has changed from despair to collapse.

Of course he couldn't have known that the Alliance people had already infiltrated into the city, and even before these troops landed, they were already involved in an invisible war.

The people who started this war were those they had ignored for a long time.

Facing the fierce attack of the Jungle Corps, his men suffered increasing casualties without armor support, and the defense line finally showed signs of collapse...

Although the battle situation on the ground is still tense, the battle in the sky has already decided the winner.

As the South China Sea Alliance destroyers joined the battlefield, the few remaining aircraft of the Southern Army also fell like dumplings.

At this point, Stanford, the commander of the city defense army, finally recognized the reality.

His men were not prepared for anti-landing operations at all, but the alliance's attack was well prepared.

Now that the battle in the sky has been decided, the South China Sea Alliance's naval guns have also reached the edge of the port. If he continues to fight at the port, soon all 20,000 of his brothers will have to fight. The light is on the shore.

After some struggle, he finally ordered the troops to retreat toward the northern city.

It is the place with the densest military facilities in Yongye Port. There are a large number of concrete fortifications built, which not only have sufficient supplies, but can also effectively resist the bombing of aerial bombs and naval guns.

Of course, the most important thing is to regroup.

Although there are only more than 20,000 city defense troops in Yongye Port, there are nearly 100,000 registered military personnel.

These people are not local residents of Evernight Port, most of them come from other colonies and the Southern Legion itself.

Although their formation is not here, if they are gathered together, they can become a considerable combat force.

After receiving the order to retreat, the city defense soldiers who were exchanging fire with the Alliance on the front line finally breathed a sigh of relief and evacuated the battlefield in an orderly manner under the cover of supporting firepower.

After two hours of fighting, the Alliance has basically controlled most of the main urban areas near the coastline of Evernight Port, and has compressed the legion's resistance in the northern city and the large area north of Carter Nod Prison called "Blackwater" Lane” slum.

At the same time, on the other side, the Enterprise's landing ship finally approached the dock.

After enduring the endless nonsense from their superiors, a group of eager young men finally set their feet on solid land.

However, when they landed, they were all dumbfounded.

Don't talk about the "counterattack of five divisions", they didn't even see a shadow of a Southern Legion soldier.

Looking at these dumbfounded young men, Midnight Killer walked up to them carrying a chain saw and said with a hearty smile.

"You guys arrived just in time, but it's just not a coincidence."

The corners of Tang Feng's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but ask.

"Where are the five divisions of the Southern Army?"

Midnight Shaji patted his arm gently and laughed.

"I'll leave some for you next time."

Definitely next time!

If you forget, just pretend he didn't say it.