Alien Arms Empire Chapter 1817

Chapter 1817 1818 Lively Street Corner

The Tang Empire's reconnaissance troops were indeed not ready to tear apart Josilaina's outer defense line, and they did not have much ability to attack the enemy.

These formations of armored reconnaissance vehicles and infantry fighting vehicles can easily encircle and defeat the elven troops, but they really can't get much advantage in front of the Josilaina defenders who still have a somewhat defensive line and are very powerful.

But...the main force of the Tang Army can!

One day later, the elf officer who vowed to shout long live the emperor had to consider retreating his headquarters.

The Tang Army's Type 96 main battle tank has crushed the poorly built defense line in the north, occupied some factory facilities in the suburbs, and opened up the suburban roads of Joslina.

The enemy had already entered the city, and the Elf troops were not ready to resist. The situation was very chaotic for a time. It was not until some Elf troops spontaneously organized a defense that the situation seemed to be a little bit like a war.

It was when these scattered elven troops began to fight back that the citizens of Josilaina realized that the troops of the Tang Empire had already reached their doorstep.

"Boom!" A deafening loud noise woke up the elf girl lying on the bed. She got up from the bed in fright. When she opened the curtains, she saw a plume of black smoke rising from the block in the distance.

Following that, fierce gunfire continued continuously, as densely as raindrops hitting the eaves. She was horrified to see elven soldiers carrying Mauser rifles passing through the streets, shouting incomprehensible orders to each other.

These soldiers were obviously defeated. They retreated from the next block. A truck passed by in panic, as if there was some savage beast chasing it behind.

"Danger! Don't stand by the window!" An elf soldier downstairs waved to the civilians looking upstairs, warning these civilians who had no idea what danger was to hide quickly: "The Tang people are over there, they will be here soon. !”

While talking, a few elf soldiers holding M35 helmets on their heads with their hands retreated to this street. They stopped at the corner, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily, while two others were changing themselves. The submachine gun magazine in his hand.

They were not willing to throw away the empty magazines, so they reinserted them into the magazine pouches on both sides, and pulled out new magazines from another magazine pouch and inserted them into the gun body.

It was these soldiers who had just detonated the buried explosives, blowing up a building and barely blocking the advancing Tang army with rubble.

However, this is obviously not a long-term solution, because the Tang army can quickly bypass the ruins, or they can quickly clear the ruins and rubble and continue to move forward.

Usually in street fighting, the attacking side is not willing to destroy too many buildings, which may hinder their advancement. The only exception is some heavenly soldiers and generals in the Middle East, after all, the purpose may be completely different.

On the contrary, it is usually the defending side that destroys buildings. They will block some streets in a planned way, and then lure the enemy to their preset ambush position for attack. It's just that such tactics require organization. At this moment, the elf defenders actually have no decent organization and coordination at all.

To put it bluntly, they were simply delaying the Tang army's advance. As for why they were doing this and what they were going to do next, they actually had no plan.

Therefore, the Tang army advanced in a very orderly manner. They cleared the ruins, occupied the street buildings that should be occupied, maintained a complete defense line, and avoided being infiltrated by scattered elf troops into the areas they controlled.

By clearing one block after another and occupying one street after another, an offensive bridgehead will soon be established - the war has reached this stage, and stability is obviously more cost-effective than rash advancement.

It was precisely because of the stability of the Tang army that Yang Mu I in the palace had more time to organize his so-called defense plan.

It's just that his so-called “defense plan” is more like a joke from beginning to end: to sum up with a joke, it is “if you hold on firmly, there will be a way”…

That's right, he believed that as long as the front line was held, there would be a solution next. As for what to do and whether his conditional surrender would be successful, he has not yet seriously considered these.

The frightened elf girl had just returned home after working the night shift all day, but now she turned pale when she saw the chaotic fighting outside.

She is a nurse. She just received an order from her superiors yesterday, saying that the hospital may have to receive a large number of injured people, so everyone should be prepared.

But she didn't expect that her home would become the front line of the battle today: she stood in front of the window and watched some elf soldiers leaning on the corner to shoot in the distance. She could even see the bullet casings popping out of the soldiers' weapons. Falling onto the road and rolling over.

Just as the elf girl was looking at the soldiers who kept firing, her door was suddenly knocked. The sound startled her, and she didn't dare to open the door for a moment. She could only let the other party knock on the door that might break at any time.

“Bang!” The door was kicked open from the outside, and an elf soldier rushed into the house with heavy steps. He glanced at the panicked woman who didn't know what to do, snorted and said, "Get out of the way! This place has been requisitioned! Leave quickly!"

After saying that, he took out the wooden handle grenade and placed it on the windowsill, and stuck his rifle out of the window: "Hey! I'm ready!"

The elven soldiers at the corner of the street heard the shouts of their comrades and gestured to him to indicate that they already knew. Then several people continued to fire from the bunker, not knowing what they were shooting at.

Since the enemy cannot be seen from this window, the elf nurse huddles in the corner and dare not move: Where has she seen what war is like? Now that we have seen each other, where is the romance at all?

Now she can no longer see the fighting outside, but the fighting outside cannot stop just because she doesn't look. Only a few seconds passed, and suddenly a small figure rushed down the street and hit the elf soldiers who were gathering at the corner.

It was a small remote-controlled aircraft. Although the Tang Empire did not yet have the technology to produce intelligent drones, it was not difficult to get some remote-controlled aircraft with cameras and bombs.

Since the enemy has no means of interference at all, similar things can obviously also play the role of drones on the battlefield.

This "drone" hit directly at the feet of several elven soldiers, and then the bomb on it exploded. Countless shrapnel instantly swallowed up several elven soldiers like a storm. Without any preparation at all, these elven soldiers immediately staggered around and made no movement. After about a few seconds, two people staggered up from the ground. Obviously, they were shaken to pieces by the explosion and needed time to calm down before they could distinguish the north, south, and south.

The few elven soldiers closer to the center of the explosion were obviously dead. Their uniforms were stained red with blood, and one arm was still moving, but it looked like they couldn't be saved.

The elf soldier at the window looked anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Even if he ran down, he couldn't do anything. He was not a medic.

Just as he was watching a few elf soldiers in the corner struggling in place, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the corner.

The gun barrel of a Type 96 main battle tank poked out first, followed closely by the continuously rolling tracks and the cold and hard body.

"Damn it!" the elf soldier cursed, then pulled the bolt of the gun to load the bullet, and then he pulled the trigger on the tank without hesitation: "Bang!"

The bullet hit the thick armor of the tank without even splashing sparks. Unable to see clearly where his bullet hit, the elf soldier responsible for covering upstairs continued to pull the bolt, preparing to load another bullet into his rifle.

The elf soldiers who saw the enemy tanks struggling on the street corner also realized the danger. They grabbed their companions' submachine guns from the ground and fled into the distance without looking back: It is simply unrealistic to expect them, the light infantry, to fight against the armored troops. It would take a few seconds for them to be crushed.

When escaping, they didn't care about other things at all. The soldiers who were riflemen didn't even have time to pick up the magazines from the corpses of their comrades, so they fled in embarrassment.

The elf soldiers who fired upstairs also realized that the rifles in their hands were unlikely to cause trouble to the tank below. So he lowered his rifle, unscrewed the cap on the wooden-handled grenade, and pulled the cord from inside.

With all his attention focused on the tank, he completely failed to notice that the soldiers of the Tang Army who had followed the tank to the corner had discovered himself hiding in a high place.

　　Tapping the precision shooter on the shoulder, the squad leader of the Tang Army pointed to the high window. The precision shooter of the Tang Army raised his rifle and aimed it at the dangerous target who was preparing to throw a grenade.

In the quadruple scope, the target at this distance was extremely clear. The precise shooter of the Tang Army pressed the crosshair on the elf soldier very calmly.

“Bang!” After a crisp gunshot, the elf nurse huddled in the corner heard a heavy bang. She opened her eyes nervously and saw the soldier who had been firing continuously from the window just now, lying on the ground without any movement.

His helmet rolled to the side, and he had just unscrewed the cap and pulled out the rope. The grenade that had not had time to be fired was still in his hand. His face was turned to the other side, so the nurse couldn't see him clearly.

Downstairs, the huge roar of the tank engine still did not stop, but the gunshots became much sparser. Soon the nurse who was hiding in the corner without daring to move heard the sound of footsteps going upstairs. It was the sound of leather boots on the wooden stairs.

The two Tang Army soldiers who came upstairs to check the situation saw the body lying on the ground as soon as they entered the door. Because they saw the blood spreading on the floor and the holes in the chests of the elven soldiers.

"Safe!" After the soldier holding the rifle put down his weapon, he saw a frightened elf girl squatting in the corner: "There is another one... who should be a civilian."

The veteran who followed him up looked displeased, because calling for safety without checking the situation in the house was obviously an idiotic act. So he looked carefully at every corner of the room again, then walked to the corpse, bent down and grabbed the grenade in the corpse's hand.

Holding a grenade, he walked up to the elf girl, looked down at her and confirmed, "Are you a civilian?"

"I, I am..." The elf nurse also saw the corpse on the ground at this time. Although she had never seen dead people, it was the first time in her life that two humans shot an elf to death with a gun in Joslina. It was a first time meeting, so it was inevitable that I would be a little nervous.

“Don't stand at the window these days, as you may be accidentally injured.” The veteran warned, then walked to the window and made a gesture to the outside, and threw the Mauser rifle on the window sill.

“Check him, don't leave any weapons.” After the veteran warned, he walked out the door with a grenade.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe." The young recruit smiled at the girl. Frankly speaking, he was not handsome. In Ruoslina, a street full of handsome men and beautiful women... it was easier for him to smile. Considered an ugly intimidation.

Sure enough, the elf nurse became even more nervous: she didn't know what it meant that only one person was left behind, so she subconsciously tightened her collar.

The soldier of the Tang Empire did not mean to violate military discipline. He rummaged through the corpse a few times. After finding no pistols, grenades or other gadgets, he took out the compressed biscuits and other gadgets from the soldier's pocket. The children were thrown onto the girl's bed.

This move frightened the elf nurse to the point of almost crying: in her opinion, this human was planning to use these things in exchange to take possession of her body...

Unfortunately, the next development made her a little embarrassed: the human seemed to be more interested in the corpse than her. He grabbed the collar of the corpse and dragged it into the corridor: "Sorry to bother you, ma'am. Goodbye." ”

The other party even closed the broken door for her when she left, leaving only blood stains on the floor that had begun to become sticky...

For a moment, the elf nurse didn't know whether to be grateful that the other party was a polite gentleman, or to be angry that the other party had no interest in her at all.

But by the time she came to her senses, the sound of the tank engine outside the window had faded away, and the human soldier who helped her get the body out of the room was long gone.

The Battle of Joslena has just begun, but the war for this street seems to be over. Except for the corpses of a few elven soldiers in the corner of the street and the shallow crater next to the corpses, nothing seems to have changed here...

Oh, and there's a broken door…

Chapter end

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