Chapter 265 'The sun' rises as usual
"It has passed the second track point and entered the detection area. The belly detection component has been activated."
"The current altitude is 12,000 meters and the speed is Mach 5.1. "
"The adaptive variable cycle engine has been switched to 'supersonic cruise mode', and the current working condition is good, and the fuselage surface temperature is normal."
The cockpit of the Swift supersonic reconnaissance aircraft. Inside, pilot Jacob heard the information announced by the onboard AI in a sweet female voice.
Swift does not have a glass canopy, and there are only some instruments and displays in the fully enclosed cockpit.
But the comprehensive head-mounted display on Jacob's head, which integrated optical sensors from all over the fuselage, still clearly displayed the picture below the belly of the fuselage in front of him.
At this moment, fire visible to the naked eye was erupting all over Ptolemaic City.
And Jacob didn't even need to look at the synthesized picture of the belly reconnaissance component. Just by looking at the firefight with the naked eye, he could see that the coalition forces had completely occupied the external defense line and were advancing into the city. A big chunk.
Jacob looked at a virtual mark marked on the integrated head-mounted display - that was the location he needed to focus on during this penetrating reconnaissance flight.
He blinked, and an optical sensor on the belly of the machine immediately enlarged the screen according to the 'preset command'.
"Holy shit, did the building collapse?"
Looking at the building lying on the road like a Kirby beast, Jacob couldn't help but exclaimed A cry of surprise.
Of course, this exclamation was made in my heart. Pilots would not do such unnecessary actions while flying at supersonic speeds.
At the same time, the footage captured by the reconnaissance plane was quickly transmitted back to the command headquarters.
When Hogg and the others saw this scene and the signs of continuous firefighting around them, they knew that the special operations team was probably in trouble.
“Notify the self-propelled artillery group to separate out 20 self-propelled artillery and prepare to support the special operations team!”
Hogg gave the order without hesitation and asked the self-propelled artillery group to prepare support in advance. Prepare.
The headquarters and the special operations team had discussed some details of the operation before. Hogg knew that if the special operations team was in an emergency, they would call for fire support from the rear.
After Hogg's instructions were conveyed, in a concealed artillery position behind the battle line, 20 self-propelled artillery lowered their barrels and switched back to marching mode.
After the fire commander confirmed the map, he took the 20 self-propelled artillery towards a preset position closer to the front.
At the same time, Amber, who was rushing into the city, was also a little anxious after receiving the message from the rear command post.
Amber also has feelings for these veterans who were killed from Robert IV.
And the teaching team is indeed the elite of Atlas. Not to mention their combat effectiveness, their role in training is difficult to replace.
"All aircraft! Speed up the assault and support the special operations team!"
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"Lieutenant Baninger! The enemy's firepower is too fierce, we can't rush over!"
In the communication channel, the commander of Group A was singing in the background of 'Gunssonata' Zhongdao shouted.
“Don’t charge, keep your position, and retreat if necessary!”
Banninger fired a shot at an imperial soldier on the ground who was still struggling to raise his weapon. , replied.
Just after he led his team to jump out of the window and launched a 'justice from heaven' style assault, the group of imperial soldiers outside who tried to surround them were instantly wiped out.
"The boss has come to support us. Since the enemy has set up an ambush and wants to eat us, let's hold them back!"
Banninger looked around and checked the ground. After no fish slipped through the net, he continued:
"The most important thing is to ensure your own safety first! You find cover first, and I will call for artillery support!"
In Baninger and Group A While talking on the phone, he made a 'smoke cut off' gesture towards the surrounding team members, and the other team members in Group B immediately understood.
They first rushed to the corner of the building and used miniature rocket nests and anti-vehicle missiles to repel an assault of imperial infantry and multi-legged tanks.
One of the two multi-legged tanks was directly destroyed, and the other was cleared of sensors and other debris on the surface by rockets. Several of the surrounding infantry also fell.
Immediately afterwards, two team members with four multi-functional launch chambers installed on their shoulder armors emptied the thermal smoke bombs loaded in them in one breath.
Through several attitude control nozzles whose power source was compressed gas on the projectile, after adjusting the trajectory and dispersion position, the eight smoke bombs that exploded in the air directly blocked the street in front of them.
Taking this opportunity, the members of Group B, led by Baninger, rushed through the street at high speed despite the enemy's probing shots in the smoke.
During this process, Baninger also began to call for long-range fire support.
The fire coordination officer at the rear headquarters quickly saw a very high-priority ‘fire support’ request coming in.
After seeing that the source of the request was the special operations team, he immediately transferred the 'request' to the prepared strike team.
"FDC, this is SAT. We need emergency long-range fire support now. Please shoot at coordinate YD772481.
The target is estimated to be a mixture of mechanized infantry, combat vehicles, and HCP Troops.
Please give priority to using terminally sensitive bombs and anti-personnel anti-personnel bombs, high-throw ballistics, and the dispersion method is standard 2. The attack unit can be attacked when it is ready. Complete! ”
Baninger reported all the key information for requesting remote fire support in one breath, and his words were directly input into the terminal of the fire command vehicle after being recognized by the combat auxiliary AI.
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After confirming that the information was correct, the fire commander at the other end of the communication transmitted it to his 20 self-propelled artillery pieces. The gun barrel was raised high, and the automatic loader in the turret also selected the relevant ammunition based on the information shared by the data link.
"SAT, this is FDC. Fire strikes will begin in 5 seconds. 5 rounds of strikes. It is expected that the first round of strikes will hit the impact point after 82 seconds. Please leave the strike area in time. I wish you good luck. It’s over! ”
"Thank you for the support! SAT call completed!"
After confirming that friendly artillery fire was about to arrive, Baninger gave the order for the entire team to enter the nearest building to hide.
The coordinates he just reported to the fire commander are the stadium gate and the surrounding area.
Nearly a minute and a half later, as a deafening explosion sounded in the streets outside, long-range fire support from friendly forces also arrived as scheduled.
In 20 seconds, 20 self-propelled artillery poured a full 100 rounds of terminally sensitive bombs and anti-personnel anti-personnel bombs into this area.
Then they immediately put away their picks, put down their artillery, and began to run away.
After all, we still don’t know how many self-propelled artillery pieces the Empire’s remnants have left. If the opponent engages in counter-artillery operations, if they continue to stay in this relatively forward position and are likely to have entered the attack range of the opponent’s artillery, yes Very dangerous.
According to the current performance of the coalition's anti-battery radar, the enemy's artillery shells can already calculate the coordinates of the artillery position before they fly to a high point.
Assume that the anti-artillery radar performance of the imperial remnants is similar, and self-propelled artillery is also retained to perform anti-artillery operations.
Theoretically, 10 seconds after the self-propelled artillery unit of the coalition fires the last round of shells, their artillery will also fire back.
Naturally, the fire commander did not want to capsize the ship in the gutter, so after the fifth round of salvos, he immediately issued an order to transfer positions.
In the city, after the tremors of the earth stopped, Baninger and the members of Group B used the various messy things in the room to cover themselves and cautiously approached the edge of the hall on the first floor.
The smoke bombs on the street outside the building have been blown away by the shock wave of the shell explosion. On the quiet street are vehicles blazing out one after another, and there are even those lying on the ground who have no time to hide. Corpses of Imperial soldiers.
But at this moment, an HCP with blackened armor suddenly emerged from another street, breaking the moment of silence.
The huge heavy particle cannon has been deployed on its shoulders, and Baninger can even see a blue light glowing in the accelerating orbit.
"Fuck"
This veteran felt that time had stopped, and he even felt as if a revolving door of life had appeared in front of his eyes.
But a burst of 'unhuman' howling came from the communication channel, waking him up abruptly. "Ahhhhh! Don't fucking touch my soldiers!!!"
The dark red steel giant is like a hero who appears at a critical moment in a traditional play, Carrying the shield, he glided to the building where Baninger was.
In the flash of lightning, Baninger even saw the sparks caused by the machine's mechanical feet rubbing on the ground, as well as the Mach rings faintly visible in the flames of the attitude control nozzles on the right side of the machine.
The next second, the raging heavy metal ion jet bombarded the deflection field deployed by the machine body, and the wildly dancing silver-white electric snakes seemed to make the world change color.
At the moment when the bombardment ended, Amber threw away the nearly useless shield, held the plasma heavy sword in both hands, and rushed forward with a step forward slash.
The opposing pilot obviously did not expect that an enemy HCP would rush out at this point. He kept retreating in panic, and Amber cut open the cockpit before he could even take off his secondary weapon.
The giant sword in Amber's hand, which was cut all the way, finally reached its limit and broke into two pieces after completing the blow.
Fortunately, the 15 HCPs that followed him in the assault also arrived on the battlefield. After he controlled the machine body to load the fighting spike mounted on the outside of the robotic arm, the five fastest-running Holy Shields were already protecting him behind him.
"Baninger! Are you okay!"
Hearing Amber's words, Baninger quickly glanced at the command interface.
Fortunately, the members of the special operations team are still there, but almost everyone is injured, and the ammunition reserve is almost empty.
“Boss, we are fine! But it is difficult to continue fighting!”
"Copy that, stay here and wait for the follow-up troops to respond!"
After saying this, Amber controlled the machine and rushed to the door of the gymnasium.
At this time, the Imperial soldiers and combat vehicles who survived the bombardment have gathered and guarded behind the bunker near the stadium.
Viscount Drake and others also climbed out of the overturned armored vehicle. Now they were standing at the main entrance of the stadium, with a fanatic missing an arm holding up a shield. in front of them.
“Order the troops to surrender! Viscount Drake, you have no reason to continue fighting!”
Amber's voice came out through the machine's speakers.
“You have fought until today while being abandoned by the navy. Whether it is for your emperor or for your own honor, it is enough!
Don’t let it happen again. Your soldiers have died. Put down your weapons and surrender. Atlas will ensure the safety of all of you."
Viscount Drake, who was surrounded by the staff, raised his eyebrows. He did not expect it! The other party already knows his true identity, but now is not the time to pay attention to that.
He kept a calm expression and smiled, and then said:
"Your Excellency, it sounds like you are a commander? If so, then I have to admit that you are indeed a strong opponent. But why do you think that you have already won?"
" You want to say, how many tactical nuclear bombs do you still have in your hand?"
Amber said, while looking at the ten HCPs that had been distributed around the stadium on the tactical map. They were not with Amber and The five holy shields rushed straight into the stadium.
Instead, they dispersed around, looking for the last remaining HCPs of the enemy's nuclear strike team.
Before returning to the base, in addition to maintaining surveillance of the war zone, another important task of RQ220 is to find undiscovered nuclear strike teams.
However, neither RQ220 nor the attacking troops reported that they had found any trace of these HCPs.
So Amber was guessing from the beginning whether the remaining HCPs carrying tactical nuclear bombs were with the enemy's command headquarters, preparing to 'burn together'.
This is another reason why Amber took the HCP reinforcement company to carry out the 'decapitation operation'.
And now, while Amber and Viscount Drake were talking, these ten HCPs that turned on the optical camouflage and spread out to search have successively locked onto the five nuclear strike HCPs lurking in the surrounding area. .
The nuclear strike HCP that has activated the launch box and is on standby cannot activate the covert action mode at this time as before.
So it was easily discovered by Atlas HCP who was ordered to find them.
However, these pilots did not act rashly before Amber's order.
After all, it is a tactical nuclear bomb, a powerful weapon that can destroy one's own troops if not careful.
On the other side, the negotiations between Amber and Drake continued.
"Yes, if you don't want this city to be destroyed, then let your troops withdraw." Drake looked firm and had no intention of surrendering.
"Your Majesty the Viscount, there is no need for this battle to go to this point."
"No! This is the honor of our imperial soldiers!"
"Honor? Detonate nuclear bombs and bury civilians in the city with them. Is this called honor?”
Amber laughed angrily at Drake’s words. He felt that the Imperial Viscount in front of him was starting to go crazy when he was desperate.
“You federal people don’t understand what honor is at all,” Viscount Drake continued.
But Amber has decided not to waste time with the other party.
“Do it!”
Following the instructions he issued on the command channel, the ten HCPs that had been prepared immediately removed their optical camouflage and rushed towards the target.
According to the analysis of the two captured nuclear strike HCPs, Amber and the others already know that as long as the launch box is separated from the HCP, the pilots in the HCP will not be able to launch these tactical nuclear bombs.
So these HCPs operating in groups of two are aiming to dismantle the opponent's launch box.
Before the HCPs could react to the nuclear strike being targeted.
In these two-machine teams, one person controlled the body and held a shield and rammed directly into it, while the other HCP at the side and rear took the opportunity to rush up and slashed the heavy sword at the connection between the HCP and the nuclear bomb launch box. .
As each launch box was chopped down, the emergency safety device on it took effect at the same time, and the green light indicating 'ready to launch' also went out.
“Safe!”
“Safe!”
The team carrying out the attack mission continued to speak out on the communication channel, but before Amber could breathe a sigh of relief, a frightened voice suddenly sounded.
"There is no warhead in the Boss launch box!"
"What?!"
At this moment, Amber felt a chill down his spine. The cabin looked at Viscount Drake in front of him.
The military aristocrat of the Star Dragon Empire took out an exquisite mechanical pocket watch from his pocket and took a look at it, then a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"For the Empire."
"For the Empire."
Distributed in several buildings throughout the war zone in the southern part of the city, five imperial officers in crisp uniforms looked at the messages on their respective terminals The countdown ended and he said this sentence at the same time.
Then without hesitation, he activated the mechanical detonation device connected to the nuclear warhead in his hand.
The next moment, five rising 'little suns' illuminated the southern part of Ptolemy City.
(End of this chapter)