Chapter 1542: Make a comeback

In the evening, just as the Guardian's offensive forces were preparing to launch a new round of offensive, the armored forces of the Ailan Hill Empire once again launched a counterattack.

The electromagnetic tank troops once again killed and returned to the battlefield. The Destroyer tanks of the Watcher had not directly impacted the frontal defensive positions of the Airanhill Empire, and once again strangled with the tank troops of the Ailanhill Empire.

Night had gradually come, looking at the darkening sky outside through the monitor, a tank captain of the Ailan Hill Empire opened the hatch above his head.

A scorched smell floated into the cockpit of the tank. The captain stuck his head out, squinted his eyes and brushed off the light smoke in front of him with his hand.

At a distance of less than two meters from him, the wreckage of a Destroyer tank whose edges were slightly charred and melted exudes light smoke. The magical power of the explosion burned the shell of the tank, breaking the edges of the hard shell. Blackened and melted.

Those climbing legs were paralyzed on the ground and lost the support of strength. The entire body of the Destroyer Tank tilted to one side, revealing an apocalyptic sadness. Soon it will begin to dissipate, and the energy will eventually return to nature.

Just now, a small-scale tank battle took place here. The armored forces of the Airanhill Empire raided the guards stationed here and won the local battle.

About 300 Sweeper soldiers were surrounded and annihilated, while about 20 Destroyer tanks were destroyed.

However, the Ailan Hill Empire was not completely without losses. The grenadier guarding the tanks killed more than 70, and nine electromagnetic tanks were destroyed.

The legend of a tiger tank slashing 20 enemy tanks in World War II did not appear. Everyone is still using the bloodiest exchange ratio to prove the cruelty of the war.

After a fierce battle, the place temporarily returned to calm. Dozens of electromagnetic tanks were disguised as bushes and mixed among the tank wrecks on the battlefield to rest, and some clone soldiers were warming up food beside the burning tank.

Soon a new battle will break out, so everyone is taking the opportunity to rest, replenish food, and regain strength.

There were also some troops that arrived afterwards, hurriedly passing by the road beyond recognition, curiously looking at the friendly troops on these battlefields.

Looking at the tablet computer in front of me, some nearby enemy and friendly targets have been clearly marked. The captain pointed to the label on the map, and said to the gun captain who was also protruding the tank: "We are still about 400 meters away from the defensive position No. 2588 in front of us! Going around this mound, you can see The target area!"

The artillery commander also knew the battle situation, and said: "The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft's feedback is that the opponent has almost razed it to the ground! Even if we retake the defensive position over there, there is no way to continue using it!"

The opponent destroyed the position and destroyed all attributes, causing the counterattack forces of the Ailan Hill Empire to encounter unprecedented trouble. Because they couldn't rely on the old environment to fight, everyone felt uncomfortable for a while.

If you are fighting against a normal enemy, and a village is lost, there is still a village. Even if it turns into a ruin, it is a position that you can hold back.

In other words, at least the ruins of the village is a landmark, and everyone can say that I have already hit the village so and so.

But now, all the enemy-occupied areas that the counter-attack troops passed by are all in vain. There are no remaining trenches and no barracks or villages.

In short, there is nothing, everyone can only use the previously marked XX position to describe the precise position of oneself now-or simply be more precise, just use the latitude and longitude to describe...

"That group of **** bastards! According to the battlefield situation, if we advance 14 kilometers, we can close this pocket!" The captain looked at the map and lit a cigarette.

The gunner nodded humorously and agreed with him: "Yes! The premise is that the armored unit on the other side is as sharp as ours."

"Haha! You are right!" The captain also laughed. According to the previous combat order, they will continue to move forward in a few minutes.

"Look! There is the second battalion!" Seeing a new tank passing by, the gunner's tone was a little excited.

As he shouted, the captain squinted his eyes and smoked a cigarette. He saw electromagnetic tanks one after another, passing by the battlefield where the gunpowder had not yet cleared.

Following on either side of the tank, there were oil-burning wheeled armored personnel carriers, as well as some trucks and jeeps. This slightly chaotic configuration also proved that this counterattack force was not actually the elite trump card of the Ailan Hill Empire.

They are all cloned troops, and their equipment is basically "collected". Except for the main battle weapon that affects combat effectiveness, other auxiliary equipment basically stays in a usable state.

However, such an army is advancing towards the enemy, taking a firm step towards the guards in the last afterglow of the sun setting.

"Boom!" The long-range self-propelled artillery was roaring, shooting one shell after another into the invisible place.

In the sky, the fighters of both sides are still fighting for air supremacy on the battlefield. Both sides seem to not want to give in, so the losses begin to rise.

As the sun gradually set, the bomber troops of the Ailan Hill Empire quietly dispatched on a large scale.

According to the plan, more than 200 B-52s and other types of bombers used their methods to raid almost all the guardian-occupied areas in the range.

Various types of bombers dropped a large amount of guided munitions, and the explosion suddenly illuminated the horizon. The intensity of the attack was unexpected by the guards.

The startled guards began to counterattack, a large number of Prowler fighters took off to intercept, and the two sides once again broke out in a fierce air battle.

From time to time, bombers dragged long flames down from the sky, and the roar of engines accompanied by the sound of machine guns, dotted with huge explosions of air-to-air missiles, made the entire sky extremely noisy.

The large-scale outbreak of air combat only opened the prelude to the night's battle, and a larger-scale battle broke out.

That afternoon, almost 2500 clone grenadiers were killed on the battlefield. At the same time, they also left more than 10,000 dead bodies behind the guards who blocked them.

Although most of these corpses have disappeared, they have indeed existed, lying there, witnessing the achievements of the armored forces of the Ailan Hill Empire!