Chapter 673： put on a show

In the trench that was almost flattened by bullets and shells, among the piles of demon corpses, a demon officer covered in black blood suddenly jumped up.

He stood up with a loud shout, raised his long sword in his hand, trying to sneak attack on the few heavy armored grenadiers of Ailan Hill nearby.

It was a pity that he did not succeed. His long sword was blocked by the heavy armor of the grenadiers wearing powered exoskeletons, and then he was surrounded by a group of human soldiers carrying weapons.

"Surrender!" Somewhat jerky and reluctant, Captain Burrison looked at the struggling demon officer contemptuously, and coldly said the words that made him somewhat reluctant to say it.

He said this to other human soldiers, and he did so. As long as the other party is willing to put down the weapon in his hand, he is still willing to give the other party a way to survive.

At this moment, he was facing a demon, so he called out the order to let the other party put down the weapon, which really made him a little bit dumbfounded.

Obviously, the surrounding soldiers were also reluctant. They slowly pushed forward with their own weapons, and could shoot and kill this demon officer who was unwilling to throw away his weapons at any time.

"I said, lay down your weapons...you can surrender!" Burrison frowned, a little lost his patience with this disgraced enemy.

What is he still insisting on? At this time, quickly throw away your weapons, cry and raise your hands, this is what it should be, right? Burrison thought in his head, looking at the demon who still didn't want to lose his weapon.

The demon officer finally did not put down the long sword in his hand. He raised his weapon high, shouted loudly, and rushed to the human heavy-armored grenadier holding the weapon.

"Bah!" On the slightly empty battlefield, an Ailan Hill soldier pulled the trigger. A bullet hit the demon officer who took a step forward, leaving a **** hole in his body.

Black blood flowed from the gap in the armor instantly. The demon officer staggered, covering the blood hole with one hand, and holding the long sword in the ground with the other hand, and raised his head firmly.

He didn't seem to think about surrendering until he died, and he didn't even waste a word of saliva with the human soldiers on the opposite side.

The demon officer stood there so stupidly, the expression on his face became a little calmer.

"Surrender!" I don't know if it was moved by the courage of the demon officer opposite, or for other reasons, Burrison finally gave this order for the third time: "Let down your weapon!"

"Hope...you..." The demon held his long sword, took another step forward, and stretched out his slender fingers, as if he was about to catch the enemy in front of him.

"Hey!" The heavy-armored Ailan Hill grenadier opposite the devil did not hesitate, fired another shot, and instantly added a new hole in the devil's body.

The demon lay down on his back and smashed heavily on the ground. The entire battlefield became quiet again, only the sound of cannons in the distance continued to rise.

This largest landing zone controlled by the devil has been compressed by the counterattack of Ailan Hill's forces, leaving only half of its original area. The demon forces gathered here have also suffered heavy losses.

"What are they doing...not surrendering?" Burrison was a little annoyed. On the one hand, he was unwilling to accept the devil's prisoners, but on the other hand, he didn't understand the way the demon troops were doing.

Under normal circumstances, wouldn't the demon ask Ailan Hill to ensure the safety of the captives after returning the captives?

But now, what is this operation? He returned the enemy's prisoners, and then he fought to the end. Didn't anyone surrender?

Burrison looked at the smoky sandy beaches in the distance with a puzzled look. He really wanted to know what was happening in the minds of these demons.

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"The radar search effect of the early warning aircraft is average, and there is a lot of radar clutter. After all, this area is attacked by nuclear weapons. It is not surprising that there is electromagnetic radiation." The intelligence officer in charge of the investigation looked at the news transmitted from the early warning aircraft. Helplessly complained to his subordinates.

His subordinates are also desperate now, because the task given to them above is to resume radar detection as soon as possible.

However, the boss’s complaint still has to be received, so this subordinate adjusted the radar frequency, and his mood was still not good: “The clutter emitted by the sea is mixed with electromagnetic interference clutter. The small battleship of ten meters and twenty meters is actually Can't tell the difference."

"Really... The situation of Watchtower 102 is similar to Watchtower 116. Some large demon warships can be found, and those smaller ones can only be identified and destroyed by attack aircraft units." On the other side, a piece of intelligence. The staff looked at the data on the computer screen and said depressed.

Now in Ailan Hill, only two early warning aircraft are working in the electromagnetic radiation area. The information they send back is also very limited, and can only identify the huge demon warship and the exploded Sestos in the sky.

As a floating city, Sestos, including the surrounding floating castles, is naturally an inaccessible target, but some small targets are not easy to lock.

For example, some fighter pilots reported that they saw some large dragons and fled south by skimming the sea.

If you count some small battleships and some demon fighters, the demon forces that retreat, to say nothing, have a scale of 8,000. If they are placed under other circumstances, none of them can escape.

"Let the attack aircraft unit go to intercept... Assign 10 f-14 Tomcat fighter units to cover!" The commander of the carrier-based aircraft unit backed his hands and issued an order to kill them all.

"Colonel... If the enemy ship hung the white flag or surrendered... What shall we do?" An officer sat in front of the console and asked with his hand over the microphone.

"Just treat it as if I didn't see it..." The colonel thought about it for about a second, and then gave his own answer: "Anyway, the army guys will also capture some prisoners, so we don't have to act...symbolic. Things, don't care about so much!"

"Yes!" The dispatcher released the microphone and ordered: "The 25th Fighter Squadron! The 25th Fighter Squadron! The 17th Attack Squadron! The 17th Attack Squadron! Adjust your course according to the navigation...Search the target sea area , Annihilate all the targets of the demon forces found there!"