Chapter 1580： victory is in sight

In the underground headquarters, Andrei was sitting in front of the map table, staring at the holographic map in a daze. The guards' troops were attacking the core area. These areas were the strongest fortresses, and the enemy had to pay a heavy price for every step forward.

Almost all bunkers and bunkers are connected by underground tunnels, and some are even equipped with railroad tracks for subway rides.

These core underground fortifications even gave the guards a headache, because the troops of the Ailan Hill Empire were hidden inside, like a group of ants.

The adjutant came over and reported to Andrehui with regret: "General! We just lost the last fighter... The Air Force Ground Service is already transferring spare parts and maintenance equipment."

"Okay, I see." Andre nodded slightly, he knew that everything was now heading towards the final collapse.

The Higgs 5 planetary battle has reached this point. In fact, it has reached the point of exhaustion. Unless there is a miracle, these forces will be swallowed by the guards here.

Unless Chris expends energy to open a magical eye to pick them up, unless the Ailanhill Empire space fleet fights back against the loss again and sends another group of troops to land.

Otherwise, Andre will follow the pre-designed script and become the first true high-ranking general of the Allanhill Empire to die in this war.

Of course, there is also a Dragon General Adair, but according to their positions, Adair and Andre are still one level behind.

Andre is the lieutenant general of the empire, and Adair is the major general of the empire. If two people die, Andre may be promoted to the general of the empire, and Adair can only be posthumously awarded to the lieutenant general of the empire.

The adjutant paused, and then continued: "Also, General Adair has been fighting alone on Height 12 for a whole day. Would you like to reinforce it?"

Andre was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Organize some troops to go there. It will be transferred from the ground crew and other personnel."

"Yes! General!" The adjutant stood up and saluted, turned and walked out.

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"Boom!" In a huge underground air-raid shelter several stories high, behind a pile of sandbags, an officer in an air force uniform carrying an M4 assault rifle watched the explosion not far away.

He turned around and shouted to a ground crew officer who was loading the rocket launcher next to him: "Hurry up, let's do another shot, those sweepers are going to attack from the entrance!"

"I'm a helicopter repairer! Damn it!" The cloned ground crew with a QR code on his forehead pushed the rocket into the rocket launcher, while shouting loudly: "Why don't you give me a disposable rocket launcher?"

The rocket launcher in his hand is an old-fashioned rpg rocket, an outdated stock from the previous Ailan Hill Empire. It is obviously not so easy to operate compared to those rocket launchers that are thrown away after one use.

"Quick! They are coming!" The air force officer squinted through the gaps in the sandbags and saw a group of black energy flying in from the tumbling smoke, directly hitting a piece of sandbags, and flying behind. Few soldiers.

"Tutututu!" Not far away, a soldier picked up his m4 assault rifle and fired at the dust and smoke in the distance, until he drew out the magazine before retracting it.

"Damn it! Here's another rocket!" The soldier behind the sandbag on the other side saw that a sweeper had rushed out, shouting loudly while firing.

Accompanied by his shouting, behind the Air Force officer, the ground crew officer who carried the rocket launcher on his shoulder again, aimed at the direction of the tunnel marked with the entrance.

"Huh!" He squeezed the trigger, and the tail flames from the rocket bombs rolled behind him. The rpg rocket rolled around during the flight, and then exploded in the distance of the tunnel, setting off more smoke.

"Boom!" A sweeper soldier who rushed in poked his head out from where he was hiding, and shot an energy group at the human defensive position.

This mass of energy exploded near a container in which humans were hiding, flying off the sandbag that was used as a shelter, and also blowing up half of the container.

The bottled drinking water stored in the container was scattered all over the place, and the water from the broken bottle ran along the ground, washing away the blood that hadn't dried up on the side.

In the sandbags that were destroyed by the explosion, the filled rice grains slumped down like gravel. Before these hoarded war preparations were exhausted, the enemy had already attacked them.

"Medical soldier! Medical soldier!" In the corner, a soldier knelt on one knee, pressing his hand against his **** comrades, calling out loudly.

It's a pity that no one answered his call, and fierce gunfire echoed on the battlefield, as well as explosions that sounded from time to time.

"Hold on! Man! Hold on!" The soldier whose palm had been stained with blood watched his comrade-in-arms puncture his stomach, vomiting blood to death.

While keeping tears in his eyes, he pressed the tactical vest pierced by shrapnel on his comrades with his hands. Blood gushes from between his fingers, flowing along the gap between the magazines, soaking the camouflage uniform.

In the end, the blood no longer spurted out like a spring, and the tight palm finally dropped and hit the slate ground.

The soldier whose hands were covered with slimy blood raised his head, and before he could stand up, he was hit by an oncoming energy bomb.

"Boom!" An explosion swallowed him and the corpse under his feet, and the flesh and blood stumps and broken arms were flying around, splashing everywhere.

"Ah!" Behind the temporary position near the entrance, a sweeper rushed into the temporarily dug trench. He pierced a soldier's chest with his fingers like a blade, causing the soldier to scream hysterically.

"Grenade!" An officer not far from the trench retracted his head, and while changing the magazine, he shouted to the soldiers next to him.

Several soldiers pulled off the grenade on their chests at the same time, pulled out the safety ring, and threw it at the trench. At the feet of several soldiers who were firing back in the trench, the grenade clanged and fell to the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of swaying explosions reverberated in the entire underground bunker, and the dust filled the air, everything seemed to be silent.

"Tutututu!" A second later, the assault rifle strafing sounded again, breaking the tranquility of this moment.

"Can the machine gun position on the second floor be fired yet?" In the dust, the air force commander looked at the second floor corridor on the left surrounding the hall, where there should have been a machine gun position.

This position is on the side of that entrance, and it is condescending. If this position fires again, they will definitely be able to regain the advantage, and the enemy will definitely be pressed back to the entrance.

It's a pity that the position was bombed by the guards' troops just now, and it has not been repaired yet.

"Five people have gone up, maybe the machine gun is broken!" The ground crew officer who took out the last rocket from the ammunition box under his feet also looked in the direction of the second floor and replied with his throat.

"If the reinforcements don't come, we will all die here today!" The officer pointed in the direction of the entrance and said.

There, the sweeper army has swarmed in, and some of the front defensive positions have been lost one after another.

None of them are regular combat troops, and their combat literacy is certainly not very high. It is actually a miracle that the army temporarily prepared in this way can persist until this time.

"Long live the Ailanhill Empire!" When the Air Force officer spoke, there was a hysterical shout in the direction of the entrance.

Along with that shout, seven or eight grenades exploded continuously in the entire underground fortification.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Obviously, all the grenades in the ammunition box seemed to be detonated. Just like the firecrackers set off during the Chinese New Year, they continue to explode.

"I x!" The air force officer cursed and curled his neck while holding the big brimmed hat on top of his head with his hand, letting the diffuse smoke swallow everything nearby.

"Bullets! I need bullets!" I couldn't see what was happening around him. Someone shouted nervously in the tumbling smoke.

Similarly, in the other direction, another soldier is helping his comrades calling out: "Medical soldiers! Someone is injured! Medical soldiers!"

"Suddenly!" On the circular promenade on the second floor, gunfire sounded again, and the reinforcements finally arrived at this desperate moment.

The logistics unit with rifles and ammunition filed in through the tunnel on the other side, and several regular soldiers in power armor interspersed through it.

"Set up cross-fire at a height!" An army commander hunched over and ran behind a bunker, and ordered the soldier carrying a machine gun behind him.

Several soldiers nodded slightly, carrying their own weapons, and rushed to the second floor with the secondary archer carrying ammunition.

On the front, a few soldiers wearing powered mechas are flying with electromagnetic rifles, quickly forming an inner arc-shaped line of defense.

Bullets from all directions smashed the sweepers near those tunnels. After dropping hundreds of sweepers' bodies, the opponent's attack finally came to a halt.

"Now you are under my 5117th Armored Division!" The gunfire gradually faded, and the army commander found the Air Force officer who was helping to bandage a wounded man.

Although the rank is obviously higher than the officer of the Air Force, unfortunately there is no Air Force on the Higgs 5.

The Air Force officer nodded, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm finally waiting for you! I'm an Air Force commander...I can't do this at all... You can just use me as a soldier."

"It's over to you!" The army commander was not polite, and pointed to the second-floor corridor above his head: "Find a way to build more positions. The more three-dimensional the firepower, the better the effect we will stick to."

"It's useless, they will soon come in from all directions, cutting through the walls. This is how our defense line was breached." The Air Force officer reminded with a wry smile.

"I know that the other party will cut through the walls from the side and from above and below to besiege us, but we are not vegetarian either." The army commander pointed to a jeep coming through the tunnel behind him, and said with a smile.

The jeep surrounded by two rows of soldiers was full of dangerous explosives. That is their last resort and the most effective one.

"When we can't hold on, we will detonate this..." The army commander ceremoniously introduced his "super weapon": "Don't worry! These things will explode and all nearby tunnels will collapse and be destroyed. Don't eat for ten days. They won't be able to eat the next underground bunker node!"

"Ha! That's not bad! Let's go, go to the second floor!" The air force commander nodded in satisfaction, and then the ground crew sergeant carrying a bazooka with injury relief, walked towards the half-collapsed staircase upstairs.

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A medical soldier was wrapping gauze around his sturdy arm, Adair waited blankly for the other party to heal his arm, listening to the dense explosion outside.

The enemy's bombardment began to become denser than that of the Ailan Hill Empire. This may be the most terrifying fire coverage bombing that Adair has ever seen.

Prowler fighters hovered in the sky. As soon as they found the target, they would dive down and launch a fierce attack, as terrifying as a foraging vulture.

At the same time, the Crusher bomber seemed like an a-130 aerial gunboat, and it was also lingering. They also attacked the ground, suppressing the artillery fire of the Ailan Hill Empire.

In the absence of anti-aircraft artillery cover, the artillery of the Ailan Hill Empire is no longer daring to fire artillery to cover their frontline troops. Because once the gun is fired, they are likely to be killed.

Adair fought alone several times, destroying many Prowler fighters and Crusher bombers. But such a counterattack is not helpful, and gathering masters to counterattack will only cause more soldiers to die on the way to counterattack.

"General!" An officer walked into the room, and handed a message to Adair in a salute: "Commander-in-chief Andrey has called and ordered you to retreat to the fortress on Height 9!"

"I see." Adair looked at the gauze on his arm and sighed a long way: "Order the troops to assemble and take the subway train waiting here to go to Height 9. The wounded and medical soldiers get on board first, I After breaking it personally."

"Yes! General!" The officer who delivered the letter stood up and saluted again, to convey Adair's order.

"Highland No. 9... Isn't it the core fortress if you retreat..." Adair stood up and said with emotion in a voice that only he could hear.

Not far from him, another officer lowered his head and also muttered in a very small voice: "What two years and one year... the huge Higgs No. 5 has only lasted for less than 5 months!"

In the middle of the crushed concrete fortifications of a highland fortress about 2 kilometers away from Height 12, a flagpole was erected and fell straight down, and the scarred black eagle flag was torn apart and eaten by a group of sweepers.

A sweeper commander among the densely packed army, looking at the human position in the distance, let out an unpleasant laugh: "Victory... is in sight!"