Chapter 470 Self-destruction

Can bows and arrows repel tanks? This question seems to be very funny, at least for the armored forces of the Sword Empire.

Listening to the tinkling sound of bows and arrows hitting the tank shell, the members of the tank and armored vehicles were all crying and laughing: if he hadn't been worried about fraud, the infantry behind him would have cleaned up the battlefield now! These grandchildren!

A series of orders from the battalion commander came from the headphones: "Fire freely! Cover the infantry! Full speed! Release the smoke bomb!"

"Oh!" The first tank opened fire, and a stream of white smoke came out of the barrel, and then the tanks on both sides also opened fire. More and more tanks spewed out flames, and the crossbows launched by armored vehicles cut through the air and made a sharp sound.

"Air force bombing has begun! Tank troops slow down immediately! Slow down immediately!" The radio headphones of all the tank commanders rang. The coordinated combat orders issued by the division cover the entire battlefield command channel.

40 bombers skimmed the battlefield at low altitude and were not worried that their aviation bombs would fall. There were a dense pile of soldiers of the Kamikaze Empire below. Even if they closed their eyes, these air force pilots could throw bombs into the crowd.

"Order the magic cannon to fire! Shoot 3 ammunition bases! Then immediately extend the shooting to prevent the enemy from escaping! Order the tanks and armored vehicles on both wings to pay attention to the cover!" Gavin put down his telescope and stood on a high ground looking at the battlefield in the distance.

"Yes!" The staff officer saluted a military salute and turned to run to the command car under the highland. The huge mechanical roar was getting closer and closer, and 40 large bombers that had lost bombs roared over the head of the highland, bringing a breeze.

In an instant, thousands of cannons sounded! The multi-arms collaborative combat capability of the Sword Empire has been tempered to the point of perfection by the war. In the face of hundreds of thousands of civilians-like rabble, there is almost no difference from training and exercises.

A round of shelling has completely stunned the soldiers of the Kamikaze Empire on the position. They thought that the soldiers of the Holy Sword Empire were gods, and many people had knelt on the ground and kowtowed constantly. These ordinary people thought that their stupid resistance led to thunder.

But prayer seemed to be useless, and the second round of shelling came one after another. The explosion wave raised the royal flag of the blue Kamikaze Empire dozens of meters high, and the sound of horses' hissing and human screams were even higher than the mechanical roar of their tanks that crushed them.

The bombs dropped by the big bird that just flew over their heads scared them, countless sudden explosions made them despair, and those immortal steel monsters completely broke their last trace of reason.

The infantry of the Sword Empire had already jumped off the truck, formed a formation, and were ready to follow the tank with their shields to attack, but looking at the irresistible Imperial army, they were ordered to return to the truck.

The impatient infantry commanders felt that if they walked slowly with shields and walked to the front of the position of the Kamigaze Empire, they would not be able to catch the prisoners.

So the infantry commanders immediately abandoned the traditional method of regular assault and adopted an adventurous method that had not been used for a long time - the whole army took a truck and attacked with the tank troops.

These elite mechanized infantry of the Sword Empire quickly caught up with the tank troops in front of them. At this time, the tank forces had slowed down to avoid the bombing of the air force and the firing of artillery.

Many soldiers jumped off the truck, climbed into the tank, and squatted behind the tank's turret with shields. These are all combat experiences. They rely on the turret of the tank car to cover part of their bodies, which is very useful in actual combat. Even if the tank turret turns, it can calmly avoid injury.

On the chaotic attack formation, an officer in a black uniform ran to the edge of a parked truck, patted the dust on his body and said, "I'm glad to see you, Captain Joey, do you see the high ground on the left? We will organize 3 tanks to attack in that direction! Can you send some soldiers to follow?

Captain Joey, the commander of the 683th Infantry Battalion, returned a military salute: "No problem, Captain Bob, tell Major Yitzhak that I will arrange a company of troops to follow your tanks to attack in that direction! I just suspected that there was an enemy headquarters there!"

"If I were you, you would arrange a few mortars to drop a round of shells first!" Bob whispered in Joey's ear that the two infantry mortars on the truck just fired, making a very loud noise.

"Don't worry! I'm much more ruthless than you! I will shoot at least two shells!" Joey patted Bob on the shoulder with a smile, noting that an arrow flew over his head in a helmet.

"See you later!" After saying that, Bob ran to a parked tank car not far away, and the magic gun on the tank was firing shells one by one, with a broken knight's long gun hanging on the hot barrel.

Under the cover of two soldiers with shields, Bob climbed up his tank, kicked away the garbage hanging on the barrel, patted the infantry on the shoulder, then got into the tank and buckled the hatch on the tank turret.

Watching Bob get into the tank safely, Joey pointed to his adjutant to the highland in the distance: "Order the battalion's mortars to shoot 2 ammunition bases at that highland! You go to 4th company in person! Tell old Al to follow the tank and attack the highland with his men!"

The two mortars on the truck and several surrounding mortars began to adjust their angles under the command of the shooter, making a series of rattling sounds, and several correction officers ran around with measuring rulers.

"The height adjustment is over!" A soldier reported loudly.

"The shooting world has been adjusted!" Another soldier shouted.

A commander waving a small red flag shouted: "The first round of shooting! Let it go!"

"Oh! "Oh!" Several mortars fired shells almost at the same time, and then the high ground full of soldiers of the Kamikaze Empire not far away was covered by a burst of fire.

Joey walked to the officer holding the red flag and nodded as he pointed to the high ground full of smoke in the distance. The officer holding the red flag listened and nodded.

Three tanks slowly drove by the side of these mortars and spewed fire from the barrel from time to time. The commander of the 4th company ran over and made a military salute to Joey, followed his men behind the tank and attacked the already unremarkable highland.

Before they could go far away, the second round of mortars began, and more than a dozen shells came to the mountain again.

And the Shenfeng Empire army of hundreds of thousands of troops on the other side was already in chaos.