Chapter 561: The Enemy Expected

Sometimes opportunities are given by others, and sometimes they are won by themselves. The demon general who is in charge of commanding this demon army also wants to fight for his own opportunity. He is ready to use a catastrophe to completely destroy the human defense line.

This catastrophe was to drop the floating city of Makar Xiluo at the foot to the human position.

Bury the Ferry City in one breath, plus the damn, nasty dams around it.

Of course he can't know that humans have built a dam on the beach, and he still feels that if his army rushes to the shore, he can slaughter humans rampantly.

In fact, in front of the human dam, the Ailan Hill grenadiers who were ready for battle looked very boring at this moment.

In addition to seeing the missiles in the sky, these soldiers yawned and looked at the horizon. They didn't wait for the **** demon fleet that was supposed to land at this time.

Where are the demon fleets? They are still desperately approaching the coastline to avoid the flank of the Ailan Hill North Sea Fleet.

"Are they coming?" A young soldier rubbed his eyes, holding the ak-47 assault rifle in his arms, and asked vaguely.

Next to him, the veteran leaning on the wall of the reinforced concrete trench is also very boring, reading a letter from his hometown in the already bright light.

Hearing the question from his little attendant, the veteran closed the letter and said impatiently, “It’s not good not to let you fight? If you have really seen the war in Ferry City last time, you don’t want those demons to land ashore. Up."

"To be honest, I haven't seen those demons yet!" The young soldier complained with some regrets: "Are they really blue-faced and fangs, they look almost as few as demons?"

"Almost as few as the devil? That's what a high-level demon can look like! A low-level demon is even similar to a dog, but bigger." The veteran has obviously seen a demon, in fact, few veterans have not completely seen a demon. Up.

Most of the veterans of the 15th Army Group had previously participated in the 9th Army Group's battle against the devil, and then a large number of veterans of the Army Groups that went south have also retired.

Now these veterans have been conscripted back to serve as the backbone of the various armies-the 15th Army has been expanded by 70,000 people, most of which are veterans who have participated in the battle against the devil.

"Don't be afraid! Our weapons are much more advanced than they used to be in the past." The veteran saw the young soldier not speaking, thinking that the other party was afraid, and comforted.

"I'm not afraid...I envy you..." The young soldier looked at the memorial badge on the chest of the veteran, and said depressedly: "Now the devil hasn't even landed on the beach. I want to get a badge like you, but Difficult."

"Don't be discouraged!" The veteran still comforted: "You are still young and want to fight the devil. There are still many opportunities!"

Just as they were talking, the densely packed Ailan Hill fighters in the sky began to counterattack—at least 100 third-generation fighters of various types killed at the floating city where the devil was, and suddenly the engines were noisy and smoke was everywhere.

Behind them, the electromagnetic gun troops are reloading in an orderly manner, as if they were shot in line in the Napoleonic era. What they are bullying is an enemy who can't fight back. They only need to load bullets and fire to destroy the opponent!

Finally, under the eyes of the public, a demon navy warship finally approached the coastline. It swayed forward, with thick smoke billowing from it.

Like a toddler, it stumbled close to the coastline, and in this difficult process, it tilted a little to the right.

"It's not good... the devil's battleship is sinking!" An Ailan Hill soldier eager to make meritorious service said with some worry.

Now he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, or what’s thinking in his mind—he shouldn’t worry about the devil’s warship at this time, but he is still worried that the opponent will not be able to approach the coastline he guards. .

In fact, there are many soldiers who are in the same mood as him: they want to see what the demon landing troops look like, but they also hope that the sacred coastline of their homeland will not suffer from the invasion of the devil.

"Damn it!" A soldier clenched his fist and slammed it on the concrete fortification in front of him, making a dull sound.

Because he saw the demon's battleship appearing on the sea level, it capsized on the distant sea due to too much water when it was driving a distance forward and before it was completely close to the coastline.

It only exposed a huge bottom of the ship, and the rest of it had been buckled in the sea, and it was about to sink.

After waiting for a long time, this demon warship still failed to complete its mission, and still did not send the demon forces to the front of Ailan Hill's defense line.

The Ailan Hill soldiers waiting in the trenches watched the demon warship sinking in a hurry. They eagerly hope that they have prepared for so long to fight bravely once in this battle against the devil.

But the reality is cruel. After preparing for so long, they can only guard in the icy trenches, listening to the dull explosions in the distance, and they can't even see the enemy for a long time.

"Here's another one!" a soldier in the distance pointed to the sea level in the distance, excited again, and shouted with full expectation.

His words attracted the attention of a group of grenadiers. They looked at the warship in the distance that was worse than the one just now, and there was no disappointment in their eyes.

It was as if they were expecting the stars to appear on the stage, they were still looking forward with hope, hoping that those demon troops could constantly improve themselves, cheer up, and rush up to fight them like a man!

"Don't let us look down on you!" a young voice shouted to the sea. It was a soldier who had just turned 19 this year. He pulled his throat and exhausted his strength to shout out a sentence that made everyone laugh.

"Hahaha! Good point!" Some veterans hugged their weapons and laughed along with the recruits.

As a result, the whole battlefield was filled with an atmosphere of joy-the tension that had already erupted in the war, it was so trivial that it disappeared without a trace.

Unlike the devil fleet on the side, the battle situation on the human side is very good.

The opposing warship is being hunted down by the North Sea Fleet, and two cruisers are rushing in from a distance.

As for the sky, the Sky Fleet under the command of Wagron will soon enter the battle zone. The demon forces surrounded by front and back strikes are now really called no way into the sky and no way to the ground.

Finally, a demon warship arrived near the coastline after exhaustion and control. On the broken ship full of holes, one after another demons jumped into the sea.

They waved the weapons in their hands, marched hard in the waist-deep water, chanting the slogan Long live the origin of magic, and rushed to the beachhead of mankind step by step.

Seeing these embarrassed soldiers, holding heavy iron swords and wearing heavy armor, inside Ailan Hill's heavy machine gun bunker, the shooter looked at the commander next to him in disbelief: "This is a demon, Or a beggar who begs for food?"

The commander had to correct his own problems: "Pay attention to your words! Soldiers! The beggars of our country wear much better clothes than these demons!"

Moving slowly in the sea, these demons were attacked by some anxious Airanhill troops before they could get ashore.

Rows of 12.7 mm heavy machine gun bullets were fired into the sea, and small water jets surged from the sea where the waves were tumbling.

And in the center of these water columns, a demon fell over his stomach and chest. These fallen demons shed black blood, dyeing all the nearby sea water into scary black.

Before one after another demons had a firm foothold in the sea, they were sieved by dense bullets and fell into the black sea. They were dragged by heavy armor and submerged into the water, leaving only a few bubbles slapped in the waves. Tumbling.

Fortunately, the demon army that walked to the beach, holding a large shield before forming a dense phalanx, was also shrouded in a fire net by heavy machine guns.

When these demon forces finally opened up the magical defense barrier and resisted those light fire attacks, they found that there were few comrades left beside them who could still stand.

Once upon a time, violent and fierce demons became the target of being hunted and slaughtered? These demons couldn't endure this kind of battle that even their opponents could not touch, and after roaring twice, they began to attack the human position.

However, they still underestimated the human tactical arrangements. After they stepped their legs toward the human position in the distance and walked tens of meters away, they stepped on a pre-embedded landmine.

It was a minefield with a lot of mines buried—these demons detonated these mines before they walked a few steps in the minefield—just a moment, dozens of demon soldiers screamed and fell down, lying in the minefield. Moaning inside, he couldn't even move a step.

Before the remaining demons had time to pull these severely injured companions out of the danger zone, the oncoming bullets made them give up the great idea of ​​saving their companions.

The retreating demons threw these hapless companions into the minefield, letting them fend for themselves, and even stopped looking at the demons who fell on the ground.

However, their ruthless departure did not give them a chance to escape this sandy beach of death. What awaited them was more intensive strafes, as well as shells from mortars.

The demon who had finally gotten ashore on this ship still didn't even touch the outer positions of Ailan Hill's beachhead, and the aggrieved army was wiped out.