Chapter 199 Can we be saved?
Rumble——
Large tanks rolled over towards the rebels.
Those are super-heavy tanks called the "Bane Halis 3".
These terrifying war machines are four to five meters tall, equipped with large-caliber poison-blade heavy cannons, and are equipped with several machine gun muzzles on the body.
Every super heavy tank has super firepower.
Able to single-handedly wipe out entire enemy formations.
Every time they appear, it means a large number of casualties, and even entire neighborhoods will be reduced to rubble under the bombing.
People call it the Iron Devil.
Now, these temporarily assembled resistance forces are surrounded by these steel devils.
What's even more frightening is that there are almost no bunkers around.
They felt deep despair.
I didn’t know how to deal with it for a while.
Click click click!
The main gun muzzle of the Poison Blade super-heavy tank adjusted its direction and was aimed at the rebels.
The deep muzzle is like a devil's eye.
Boom——
The Poison Blade Cannon was launched and fell into the crowd.
With the loud noise, the soldiers at the center of the explosion suddenly turned into meat, and a large amount of fragmentation bullets spread among the crowd.
The soldiers within an area of tens of meters were penetrated by fragments and fell to the ground wailing.
Dozens of cannons fell into rebel positions.
Ahhhhhhh!
The screams of the soldiers were endless.
Fear spread among the crowd.
Under the overlooking of the tyrant's virtual image and the threat of super-heavy tanks, the soldiers gradually lost the courage to resist.
Those steel devils seem to be invincible, and all this is the tyrant's punishment for their betrayal!
When the soldiers began to retreat.
Boom——
A super-heavy tank turned into a smoking wreckage under the violent explosion.
On a balcony of a building on Central Street.
With his muscular upper body bare and a smoking rocket launcher on his shoulder, Brown issued an oath to the crowd.
Just now, he fired an anti-tank gun, hitting the muzzle of the super-heavy tank.
Destroy the heavy tank.
Brown has a sense of war far beyond ordinary people, and can use various unexpected methods to defeat the enemy.
He even single-handedly dispatched an enemy armored squad.
This is one of the reasons why he became the leader of the resistance so quickly.
In short, Brown is a special warrior similar to Yarrick.
Given the right opportunity, he will become the new legend of the empire.
The sudden change stunned the soldiers.
Their eyes focused on the pile of super-heavy tank wreckage, and they became excited about it.
The "Iron Devil" is not invincible!
The next moment, the soldiers heard Brown’s cry:
“For the savior!”
The same shout was passed among the crowd, and the rebels gathered their courage again , rushing towards the opposite side of Central Street in the face of artillery fire.
In the surrounding buildings, more rebel gunners used anti-tank guns to attack the super-heavy tanks.
Several tanks were destroyed by intense artillery fire.
Bang——
Brown fired another anti-tank gun, destroying a super-heavy tank in front of the position.
When he lowered his head to change the ammunition, his hair suddenly stood up and his heartbeat accelerated.
A powerful crisis surged into my heart.
Brown made a quick decision and immediately drove the rocket pack and flew away from the building.
As soon as he left, the building was bombarded by several rounds of artillery fire and turned into ruins.
Brown reacted quickly, but the cannon's attack range was very wide, and a lot of shrapnel still hit him.
Seeing this, he quickly activated the mechanical device on his wrist.
A faint force field light appeared, blocking the incoming shrapnel.
"Huh~ It's almost over"
Brown let out a long breath, although he was often in such a crisis.
But it made him nervous every time.
Fortunately there is a strong field protection.
Force field technology was taught to the rebels by Lord Saint.
Those force field technologies have been specially adapted to make them simpler and cheaper to produce.
Of course, the side effect of this is that the duration of the force field is very short, and there is no detection device and it needs to be activated manually. But it is also a very practical life-saving equipment for the rebels.
Those soldiers who are specifically responsible for attacking difficulties are almost all equipped with force field protection equipment.
Brown led the attacking soldiers to continue attacking the super-heavy tanks.
However, there were still too many enemy tanks.
The suppression force, assisted by super-heavy tanks, began a counterattack.
Not only did the rebels fail to rush across the square, their front was compressed and they retreated step by step.
What’s even more troublesome is that the enemy’s encirclement has been formed, and even their retreat route has been cut off.
Looking at this scene, Brown felt helpless.
The enemy is still too strong.
The huge virtual image of the tyrant in the center of the square just looked down at them, like a silent mockery.
They can't even do anything about the virtual image.
Brown once ordered the attack warriors to attack the virtual image device, but it was protected by several force fields and the attack was ineffective.
Behind the central square position.
The pot-bellied senior officer sat in an armored command vehicle protected by a force field, watching all this with pride.
He has already thought of how to claim credit from His Majesty Harris.
It was he who urgently executed the suppressive soldiers who dared to retreat, and deployed super-heavy tanks at all costs.
Only to save the situation and eliminate the largest rebel army!
The senior officer casually issued orders to the commander:
"Tell them all to charge, let the supervising team keep an eye on them, and execute anyone who hesitates!"
He knew clearly that the soldiers who suppressed the troops had long been tired of the war and had lost the courage to charge.
Only fear can inspire their fighting power.
Under the charge of the suppressive troops.
The rebels' front was compressed again, losing almost a quarter of their soldiers.
They are on the verge of collapse.
Looking at the situation on the battlefield, the senior officials knew that the defeat of the resistance army was determined, and victory belonged to him.
He dialed the special communication channel and prepared to report the good news to His Majesty.
However, the communication was not connected.
The senior officials were surprised, but after thinking about it they were relieved.
Maybe His Majesty is busy "dealing" with those attendants with wonderful figures.
Let’s wait until the resistance is completely eliminated!
Inside the rebel position.
The soldiers resisted the attack with difficulty.
They still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts, praying for the savior to come and give them salvation.
After all, there is such a Word in the Sacred Scriptures of the Redemption.
Keep faith in times of despair and the savior will appear.
Brown meets Fran.
Brown looked at Fran, seeming a little confused:
"Lord Saint, do you think we can be saved?"
Fran slowly opened his eyes.
He just received news from other missionary saints in the hive network.
Flan looked at Brown and nodded firmly:
"We can all be redeemed!"
As soon as Fran finished speaking, a change occurred in the central square.
The huge virtual image of the tyrant, which was tens of meters high, flickered, as if something had malfunctioned.
Loud noise coming from the sound generator.
The sound of artillery fire was so harsh.
Many people's attention was attracted, and the offensives of both sides stalled.
The signal from the Dream's information delivery device temporarily invaded the virtual imaging device.
Hymns about the Savior were heard.
The virtual imaging device played a new picture.
The senior officials were stunned when they saw the picture played.
He roared:
“No, this is impossible, this is definitely an enemy conspiracy!”
The senior official stood up suddenly. He grabbed the commander by the collar like a man-eating beast:
"Destroy it immediately, quickly!"
Soon, several super-heavy tanks Adjust the main gun and aim the deep muzzle at the virtual imaging device.
Boom, boom, boom—
Fierce artillery fire poured in!
(End of this chapter)