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This point is the gap between the shifts of the Ya clan patrols.

"It's up to you here."

Greyhound, whose face was full of exhaustion, yawned, picked up his rifle as usual, went downstairs to board the raft, and headed to the guard post outside the Sixin District.

They haven't had a good time these days.

The airborne troops of the new coalition seemed to have made contact with the local guerrillas, and gunfire in the east was increasing.

He could clearly feel that the combat literacy and firepower of those guerrillas were much stronger than before.

Originally, those mice dared to use iron-barreled rifles to shoot them cold, but now they have turned into holding automatic rifles and hid in windows to shoot at them.

Some even use rocket launchers...

Make it impossible to guard against!

Those paratroopers were not idle either. In addition to training the guerrillas, they were planning attacks themselves, and the scale was growing.

While the Torch Church apostles were always able to take down a group from time to time, these people soon popped up from elsewhere. .

Greyhound even has an illusion.

These people seem to be fighting more and more?

With a large number of armored troops and heavy firepower being drawn to the front, the Tooth clan was quite passive in the face of guerrilla attacks.

They have been forced to abandon numerous checkpoints and outposts in the eastern city, effectively losing control of the eastern city.

Even if the number of patrols has been increased to more than 100 people, they only dare to patrol during the day.

"I hope I don't meet their paratroopers today..."

The Greyhound, who jumped on the raft, prayed silently in his heart and sat beside the other predators.

Very quiet tonight.

When the raft was about to leave the Sixin District, it started to rain. Seeing the sudden rain, many people were relieved.

As we all know, the planes of the new alliance will only show up on sunny days.

Rainy days are annoying, but at least you don't have to worry about overhead.

"How long will this war go on?"

"It should be soon," said the man with the tattoo on his face, dropping his rifle to the ground and looking at the rain from the sky. "Our hundred chiefs said that the attack will start when the rain falls."

"The heavier the rain, the closer their death is."

New Alliance aircraft will be weakened in rainy weather.

In the past, they only needed to dispatch one tank to lay down a survivor stronghold of a thousand people. Now so many tanks have gone to the front line, and they are also commanded by the so-called God of War, Lord Dillon. Victory is as easy as breathing. .

Thinking of this, everyone who had been harassed by the guerrillas and paratroopers gained some comfort in their hearts. Although the process is a bit difficult, as long as you can win, everything is worth it.

It is said that the northern suburb of Qingquan City is a fertile land flowing with milk and honey, where there are endless treasures and endless food.

Just when the greyhound was imagining the good days in the future, there was a sudden "boom" sound from the top of his head. Before everyone could react to what happened, a cloud of smoke exploded from the six-story building dozens of meters away.

The concrete blocks were blown up and splattered, and a string of water splashes and ripples fell on the water that filled the street. In the exclamations and scolding, everyone lowered their bodies to avoid.

The crack claw crab, disturbed by the explosion not far away, let out a hoarse roar like grinding teeth, and scurried in the shallow water restlessly.

In the chaos, the rafts of the looters lurched to the side of the road.

"Grass!"

"Cannonball?!"

"Damn, didn't those gunners wake up? How did the shells get here!" A looter with a face full of flesh scolded and roared.

A predator next to him shivered.

"No... I don't think that even if you don't have the right head, you won't be tilted here."

It seemed to confirm his suspicions.

Soon another cannonball fell, but this time it was farther away from them, falling a hundred or two meters behind them.

Looking at the dark water, Greyhound said nervously.

"Let's find a place to hide first... There are quite a few crack claw crabs here."

This statement was unanimously recognized by everyone.

The tattered raft was tied to the side of the road, and everyone quickly fled into the half-collapsed building next to them, and rushed to the second floor to hide.

The sound of explosions continued outside, and the shells fell one after another. The distance was five or six hundred meters, and the closest was even on the street below them.

Hearing the sound of the cannon blasting like thunder, the pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were filled with panic and confusion.

No one knew what happened.

It is also 20 to 30 kilometers away from Qingshi County, and there are nearly 30 tanks and five thousand-person teams in the middle.

They just want to know, where did these shells come from? !

…

It's not just the patrols scattered all over the city who are suffering under the fire, but also the little gangsters who gather in the cells to have fun...

Even their chiefs and chiefs.

"Where did these shells come from!?"

Inside the reinforced concrete turret, roars echoed.

Since the entire Sixin District was submerged in water, most of the anti-artillery bunkers were built in half-collapsed buildings rather than buried underground.

Hiding in the dark and dank turret, Jin Ya's black and green face was filled with rage and panic at the moment.

A few minutes ago, he was still curled up in the warm bed, playing with the "toys" he had bought in dinars from traders in the Free State of Bugela.

However, he had just entered the state, and before he had time to enter, a cannonball landed in the stinky ditch not far from his window.

Soon the sound of gunfire rang out one after another.

The deafening roar made him fall off the bed in fright. He didn't even remember to bring his coat, so he dragged a body of more than 200 kilograms and ran here.

Along with him hiding in this fort, there are also a group of his confidants and cronies.

At this moment, everyone's faces also had a frightened expression on their faces, and they didn't know what to do.

Reaching out and grabbing a confidant, Jin Ya shouted at his face.

"Go to the south and see what happened!"

"Yes, yes!" The confidant nodded hurriedly and ran out.

Looking at the figure that disappeared at the door, Jin Ya finally calmed down and calmed himself down... Although the two mung bean-sized eyes were still full of shock and suspicion.

Taking the clothes from his subordinates and putting them on, he found a sturdy chair and sat down, and began to think about what happened.

To be honest, when the shells first started to fall, he didn't think of the new alliance at all, but thought that the troops on the front had betrayed him.

This is what worries him the most.

Although the commander of the legion helped him win a lot of battles, Jin Ya also admitted that without Dillon's help, he could not have won so smoothly until now, but he still did not dare to hand over command to those people, just worried about those people People are out of their control.

No matter how stupid his brain is, he can still perceive it.

The bond between the former officers of the legion was much stronger than the bond between himself and the other thousand commanders and centurions.

That loyalty was something he had never seen on his own face.

Once that Dillon takes command, as long as he replaces the centurion and the thousand commander with the original subordinates, it will be a matter of minutes to replace himself.

Originally, the predators believed in the law of the jungle and respected the strong. Not to mention the current Ya clan, two-thirds of them are outsiders who joined them halfway, and they have no loyalty to themselves.

However…

This thought only stayed in Jin Fang's mind for two seconds.

He quickly realized that the frontline troops he sent to Songlinyu were not equipped with indirect firepower like 100mm artillery.

As such, there are only two possibilities left.

Either the new alliance has come up with super cannons that can effectively hit targets twenty kilometers away—or even thirty kilometers away.

Either they pushed the artillery positions to Songlinyu, or even the north side of Songlinyu...

Either way, it would undoubtedly be bad news for him.

After several hours in the long wait, if it weren't for the sound of guns and the annoyance that weighed down in his heart from time to time, Jin Fang, who was sitting in the chair, couldn't help dozing off.

At this moment, footsteps finally came from outside, and the confidant who had been sent to inquire about the information hurried in.

Seeing the expression on the confidant's face and the dodging gaze, Jin Ya's heart suddenly trembled, and he had already vaguely guessed something.

Yet he still didn't expect it.

The reality is far worse than I imagined...

"Songlinyu was occupied by the new alliance?!"

How is this possible!

After listening to the report of the confidant, Jin Ya suddenly stood up from the chair, and could not wait to go forward and grab the collar of the man and ask again.

"What about the five thousand-man teams stationed there?!"

The confidant pressed his forehead against the ground and said in a trembling voice.

"It's all gone..."

The chair made an overwhelming creak.

He slumped back to the golden teeth on the chair, and in those wide eyes flashed panic, doubt, disbelief... a series of expressions that were too complicated to describe.

Twenty-seven tanks!

Fifty anti-aircraft vehicles!

This is almost the entire family of the entire Ya clan!

In order to deal with those small planes, Golden Teeth gave almost all the 10mm heavy machine guns that could be connected in series to the craftsmen in the tribe for modification.

But now someone told him that all of this...

Gone?

"…"

Facing this pale reality, Jin Ya fell into a long silence in a daze.

He still remembered that before he set off, Dillon swore to assure him that at the cost of ten tanks at most, he could take over the industrial area and farmland of Dawn City.

With limited equipment for unlimited supplies, this deal is guaranteed to make a profit.

But now, let alone Dawn City, they haven't even seen the shadow of Qingshi County, and the shells have even fallen into their lair!

The closed teeth gradually creaking, and the golden teeth on the chest gradually began to rise and fall, squeezing a series of resentful curses from the gap between the teeth.

"This group of **** that has more than enough success!"

"Where's Dillon?!"

"Where is that idiot now?"

"Let him roll over and see me!"

Listening to the series of thunderous roars, the confidant who knelt on one knee shivered and did not dare to take a breath, for fear of being angered, he spoke in a trembling voice.

"Small, small, I don't know... We saw the troops of the New Alliance near the mountain on the north side of Songlinyu. They set up artillery there, stationed a lot of people, and there were scouts patrolling in the nearby woods."

"I thought you were still waiting for us to report back. We didn't dare to take the risk of getting too close, so we thought about searching for the escaped soldiers nearby, but we didn't find a single one."

Hearing this sentence, Jin Ya, who was furious, suddenly felt a thud in his heart.

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead unconsciously, and even the anger burning in his chest was extinguished a little.

No one escaped? !

This means that in a short period of time, the new alliance wiped out his entire five thousand-man team...

And still under the protection of countless armor.

The commander-in-chief and his cronies surrounding them looked at each other, exchanging the horror and surprise in each other's eyes in silence.

At this time, a centurion spoke up.

"Sixin District is a swamp country, and the underground area is flooded with water. It is impossible to build anti-gun holes here, and the bunkers on the surface cannot withstand continuous bombardment... I suggest moving to a place a little north."

"North? Do you want us to fight the guerrillas for burrows?"

"The guerrillas are to the east!"

"What's the difference? The underground tunnels in this city are all the same. They are familiar with the terrain there. If we hide in it, we will end up dead! Besides, how can more than 20,000 people hide in?!"

At this time, someone suddenly raised a mouth.

"Or... let's go north. Anyway, Xizhou City has no more oil and water, so just throw this rotten land to the new alliance."

Hearing this sentence, many people have expressions of approval on their faces.

"Makes sense..."

"Indeed, except for rats, there are endless guerrillas and paratroopers."

"...and air strikes."

"It's a big deal, let's go east, join the Snake Clan and the others, and go around the eastern provinces..."

Others did not speak, and looked cautiously at their leader.

However, at this moment, Jin Ya suddenly slammed down the table.

"enough!"

"Shut up, daddy!"

"Whoever dares to talk about retreating, I'll cut off his tongue and feed it to the dog!"

The room was silent.

Looking at the subordinates who kept their mouths shut and did not speak, Jin Ya slowly calmed down the anger and heavy breathing in his heart.

He admits that he doesn't have Dillon's commanding ability, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

retreat?

There is no possibility of retreat at all!

Not to mention that all those spoils and slaves have to be left here, once they retreat, it means admitting the defeat of the Ya clan.

Those foreign tribes who were attracted by his prestige would soon abandon him and leave, establish their own business, or go back wherever they came.

After crossing the tributary of Tianshui, 20,000 people will die and there will be more than 10,000 left. Anyway, it's downsizing both horizontally and vertically. It's better to reduce it on the battlefield and fight the new alliance to the death!

There are more than 20,000 people in his hands.

In street fighting, he may not have no chance of winning!

Looking at the subordinates who kept their mouths shut and dared not speak, Jinya ordered angrily.

"Take your subordinates, let Lao Tzu scatter around the city, and stare at every window and every building! Since those despicable and shameless gophers dare to come to the door, let them try it. Try it!"

"As for shelling, bombing...let them waste the shells. I want to see how many shells they have!"

The crowd did not dare to resist, let alone talk too much.

Even if he was crying in his heart, he could only bow his head at this time.

Looking at the figures who were retreating and disappearing at the door, Jin Ya slowly relaxed his tense muscles and shoulders, and leaned on the back of the chair.

Looking up at the ceiling trembling under the roar of artillery fire, there was a hint of madness on his face.

bring it on!

Let me see!

In the end who has more people, whose knife is faster!

…

"This firework is so pretty..."

On the half-collapsed high-rise building.

Fang Chang, who was holding the telescope in his hand, was standing in the rain and looking out to the west, with a faint smile on his face.

As for Lao Bai, who was standing not far from him, he was comparing the map, keeping in touch with the artillery group of the Goblin Corps through the VM and the headset with camera equipment.

"The projectile landing point is corrected by 500 meters to the northwest... Don't worry, it's all recorded, and I will pass it on to you when I get off the assembly line."

Just this afternoon, the new alliance pushed the artillery unit from Qingshi County to the mountain 5 kilometers north of Songlinyu, covering the entire south side of Xizhou City to the west side of the city, all of which were covered by indirect fire.

The shelling officially began at nine o'clock.

The artillery group of the Goblin Corps, with the cooperation of the Burning Corps, carried out round after round of fire strikes on the key outposts and fortifications built by the Ya clan in the Sixin District.

However, shooting a gun is a very boring thing.

Especially before the "Hummingbird" was deployed, let alone the explosion, I couldn't even hear the sound of a shell explosion.

If you want to know the effect of the hit, you can either listen to the dictation of the frontline players on the radio, or you can only wait for the offline and let the good brothers upload the video to the official website.

"These predators are quite smart, they actually know how to turn off the lights." Ye Shi said in surprise as he watched the lights go out one after another in the distance.

Old Bai answered briefly.

"It's normal. The indirect firepower at super long distances needs to be guided by the frontline troops, reporting the coordinates of the shelling and the landing point of the shells, and constantly correcting and shooting Zhuyuan. They can guess that we are reporting the coordinates nearby, but they just don't know where we are."

Rather.

These people are only now reacting.

It seems that Dillon's failure is a big blow to the prestige of those "staff officers" in the tribe.

Normally, when the first shell fell, they should have realized the problem and put out the open flames on the position.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's time to work," Gu Feng, who was carrying a lot of wires and speakers, patted Ye Shi's shoulder, "Come and help me."

…

Camps tens of kilometers apart.

Players standing near the 100mm gun are studying the target for the next round of shelling.

In the past few hours, they have played more than a dozen rounds, pouring nearly two hundred 100mm grenades toward the four new districts one after another.

At the same time, in a tent not far from the artillery position, a prisoner of war wearing headphones was sitting in front of a recording device, nervously reading the manuscript in his hand.

"...I am the centurion Wabu under the account of Bear Tooth. I come from the Bugra Free State. I originally had a serious job. I was confused by greed for a while and was coaxed to come here."

"I repent for the crimes I have committed in the past, and I hope that those from the Bugra Free State or other regions like me can wake up in time... There is no fertile soil flowing with milk and honey in front of me, only blood flowing into rivers, Mountains of corpses."

"Wake up, how long have we been in Xizhou City? How many brothers have died in meaningless battles? Sleeping with rats, cutting meat from corpses... How many times have we eaten a decent lunch? How long will we be deceived by that fat pig sitting on a pile of human bones?"

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The more Wabu thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

When he was in the Bugra Free State, he could drink twice in three days, but since he came to Xizhou City, let alone drink, he was almost dead.

Emotions came over him, and he couldn't help raising the volume.

"...The looters of Xizhou City, the army of the new alliance has already entered the city, and the sound of the cannons last night is the ultimatum!"

"Your chief of staff Dillon has been killed, and the commanders such as Xiong Fang have surrendered. In front of the planes and artillery of the new alliance, you have no chance of winning. The outcome of this war is already doomed, and surrender is your only way out!"

"The New Alliance does not kill prisoners of war, and preferentially treats prisoners who take the initiative to surrender. As long as you take the flyers, whether you are looking for the local guerrillas, or come to the south to find the patrols of the New Alliance directly, the alliance promises with credibility, we will guarantee your safety. ."

"If someone is obsessed-"

"Then pay for your sins with death!"

Finished reading the manuscript in hand.

Wabu turned his head tremblingly and looked at the blue power armor standing at the entrance of the tent.

"Respect, my esteemed lord, you have finished reading the manuscript you gave me... May I ask you what other orders you have, your most loyal servant is willing to serve you."

There was flattery and flattery written on that face.

However, Chu Guang ignored him, just looked at the soldier standing by and said briefly.

"Take it and look at it."

The soldier looked solemn and stood saluting.

"Yes!"

After that, there was a tank commander, and Chu Guang also prepared a manuscript for him, mainly for the former officers of the legion.

Once the news of Dillon's disastrous defeat at Songlinyu spreads, the status of those officers in the Bone-chewing tribe is bound to plummet.

These people are also targets of rebellion.

Even if there is no rebellion, you can give them some eye drops.

After the H-1 flew over and dropped the flyers tomorrow, the more than a dozen loudspeakers deployed by the Burning Corps near the Sixin District would broadcast audio recordings of persuasion to surrender without interruption during the artillery bombardment.

After Wabu was taken down, a man covered in bandages was brought in.

His name was Bagello, and he was a tank commander. Surprisingly, the guy jumped out before the tank was blown up.

Of course, what surprised Chu Guang even more was that this guy was not a subordinate of Dillon, let alone the 210,000th team.

Rather, it came from the 140,000th Regiment of the Legion Expeditionary Force—a regiment of armored units such as tanks and infantry fighting vehicles. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Looking at the recording device, Bagello had already guessed what the man in the power armor was planning to do, so he said simply.

"Do I need to play it myself, or read the manuscript?"

Chu Guang pointed at the table next to him with his chin.

"The manuscript is there. You can also play it yourself first, and then read it according to the manuscript. But before that, I want to ask you something."

Bagello, who was walking towards the recording equipment, stopped.

"What's up."

Chu Guang looked at him with interest.

"Did you guys make an appointment?"

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