Chapter 330 05.0329: "Inspecting the Results"

a minute ago.

"The 3rd Ground Tactical Fire Support Squadron, Brough Squadron has arrived at the battlefield, Commander." The squadron leader pilot of the Valkyrie Vulture gunship reported to Horatio.

"I know, I saw your location."

The aviation commander's words left the Vulture gunship's lead pilot very confused.

You know, this aviation commander was in a safe area 20 kilometers behind the front line with the brigade commander of the st British Brigade.

Ahead of here are two fronts of the Astra Militarum, which are reserve camps used to replenish combat battalions, field hospitals, material storage points, and military stations along the way.

It is 5 to 6 kilometers farther than artillery and field air defense positions.

How did this aviation commander see the front line? Tactical video camera? CAT drone? But how did he get the long-range endurance of more than 20 kilometers and excellent vision?

Just as the pilots were puzzled and waiting for orders, in fact.

Although the distance was far, Horatio relied on the relay transmission principle of his Iron Hand to gain a bird's-eye view of the front line through continuous relay transmission.

After all, although his commanding hand is only a few hundred meters away, as long as the commanding hand has the soldier card belonging to his command, he can understand the actual battle situation within a radius of several hundred meters on the front line through the troops under his command.

Even though this range is not large compared to the entire battlefield, it is at least enough for him to see the special battle focus where the Hell's Vanguards are located.

While Brigade Commander Wellesley and his staff team were still relying on the continuous reports from the front line to conduct flag-planting exercises on the sand table.

Horatio was able to rely on his command to accurately obtain the most realistic battle reports from the front line in the bird's-eye view area.

Three Vulture Valkyrie gunships flew to a safe location behind the front line as ordered by Horatio.

At this time, they were slightly above the treetops of the fruit forest.

The Valkyrie is a small, agile aircraft used by the Imperial Navy's air force.

They are fitted with vector engines that allow them to take off and land vertically, giving them the ability to remain airborne for a certain period of time.

Although doing so will accelerate the life loss of the vector engine and the consumption of fuel in the tank.

But the tactical value it brings is enormous.

The Vulture Gunship is a variant of the Valkyrie.

It has become a pure attack aircraft that has removed the crew belly compartment, optimized aerodynamic lines, greatly improved maneuverability, and reduced weight, allowing it to stay in the air longer.

The pilots saw the huge red arrow marked by Horatio, pointing directly at the Lemanus tank that had already landed.

Whoosh!
Three Vulture gunships each fired a Hellstrike missile straight at the Leman Russ tank.

The plasma missile flew impatiently towards the tall, stupid target.

"Turn on the smoke generator! Turn on the smoke generator!" The commander of the rebel Leman Russ shouted while kicking the driver under him.

This slow-moving war machine started out by lying in the middle of the road recklessly, but immediately shifted gears and retreated.

The Vulture gunship was not far away, about 5 kilometers away from the Leman Russ.

The smoke emitter hadn't yet fully started working when the Hellstrike missile came flying straight at it, without even its propulsion unit burning out.

In an instant, the car body was left with residues of melted blue plasma.

The three large holes are evenly distributed at the junction of the turret and the hull, the top cover of the commander's tower, and the side slope of the hull.

Perfectly avoids the thickest parts of the main structure to ensure effective penetration of the Death Strike missile.

boom! ——

A huge explosion accompanied the explosion of the Leman Russ, and the armored turret was blown into the sky and flew behind the front line of defense.

All the rebel soldiers on the front line saw this scene.

On the front, the roar of armor and engines, and the explosions of laser cannons and heavy bombs quickly drew their attention back.

"I won't fight anymore!" Seeing no hope for armored support and looking at the approaching Astra Militarum armored vehicles, a rebel soldier took the lead in throwing down his gun and began to run to the rear.

With a leader taking the lead, the other rebel soldiers began to waver and lose their fighting spirit.

One after another, they dropped their guns and fled.

"Come back here! You cowards!" The rebel officer pulled the trigger mercilessly at a fleeing soldier running past him.

The man who was hit fell to the ground on the spot, but his howling made the fleeing soldiers run faster.

"Come back! Come back! You rubbish!" the rebel officer yelled, crawled out of the trench and chased these people and shot them.

Suddenly, a dark shadow covered the light in front of him.

He turned his head woodenly and saw a huge mine roller being pushed towards him by a tall, heavy armored vehicle.

The next second, there was a heart-wrenching scream.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!" Under the drum, the crisp sound of broken bones mixed with the rumbling engine, drowning out the noise and leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

Seeing that the officer was dead, the morale of the remaining rebel soldiers squatting in the trenches completely collapsed.

"Run apart! Run apart!" a clever rebel soldier shouted to the others.

They crawled out of the trenches one after another and began to flee in all directions.

But the Bearhound heavy armored vehicles did not disperse, but moved straight forward.

Just as the rebels on the snowy plains were secretly rejoicing, they suddenly heard the neighing of war horses. The rebel sergeant who was still immersed in the secret joy of escaping death turned his head and looked behind him.

Before I saw anything, I heard a loud noise.

A beam of lasers passed by the rebel soldier's face.

The moment the laser passed by, the heat burned his face, and then he shot a rebel soldier next to him to the ground.

The rebel soldier covered his face and screamed, but still tried his best to escape.

However, in the snow that was above their calves, they ran like a group of clumsy penguins.

In an instant, a cold light flashed in his peripheral vision.

This time, he saw the attacker.

They were a group of cavalrymen wielding monomolecular sabers and holding carbine laser guns.

They wore green uniforms with matte black helmets decorated with gorgeous feathers in the middle.

Then the next second, he heard a terrible tearing sound and a tingling pain in his scalp.

The Rangers of the Cavalry Reconnaissance Squadron are responsible for the mobile reconnaissance of the Ranger Company. After discovering the enemy, they will dismount and conduct reconnaissance on foot.

After reporting the situation to the chariot unit, they would remount their horses. Chasing down the fleeing soldiers was another important task for them.

The rangers, dressed in gorgeous uniforms, raised their sabers high and swung them at the traitors.

The next second, a deep bloody knife mark appeared on the traitor's back, and blood splattered into the sky as the saber cut through his back.

puff.

The rebel soldier fell on the snow with his lifeless eyes open. His dark red blood dyed the surrounding snow red, making the dead body very conspicuous.

The cavalrymen of the reconnaissance team easily caught up with the rebels fleeing in the snow with the war horses they exchanged from Attila Star.

They were ruthless, and through long-term training in hacking and killing, they could accurately leave deep knife marks on the bones and flesh of enemy soldiers just by having their horses pass by them.

The more skilled rangers could lean out of their horses' backs in a nearly weightless posture and chop off the traitor's head with one blow, leaving behind a perfect, smooth, bloody cut.

Vulture gunships also joined the pursuit.

Some of the baggage trucks tried to escape the lost frontier, but Horatio did not want to let them return alive.

Whoosh whoosh!
The rocket pod under the gunship fired a dense barrage of rockets.

With a density that could be described as sweeping the ground, three Vulture gunships used hundreds of rockets to smash a half-kilometer-long "scorched zone" on the road.

The vultures roared past the trucks and baggage wreckage that were neatly lined up on the road, and the automatic cannons and laser cannons on their bodies fired at and slaughtered the rebels who jumped out of the vehicles and fled.

Next, a tank platoon from the 1st Royal Armoured Regiment, accompanied by two mechanized platoons of the 79th Armoured Reconnaissance Regiment equipped with Arion Infantry Fighting Vehicles, rolled over the line of defence, smashing through the wreckage that blocked their way.

1.5 to 2 kilometers behind was a convoy of trucks loaded with red-clad infantrymen.

That evening.

As the frontline troops advance.

The headquarters led by Horatio and Sir Wellesley, riding on tall horses, finally passed by the battlefield.

Hundreds of rebel bodies were piled up along the road.

This is the soldiers asking the commander to check the results of the battle.

"Our British 79th Armored Reconnaissance Regiment broke through this line with just the reconnaissance battalion." The knight said proudly to the accompanying staff and advisers.

“Of course, this is also thanks to the close cooperation of Mr. Horatio Cochrane’s Imperial Navy Air Force.

Our spearhead troops advanced 73 kilometers in one day with only minor casualties. This is a glorious victory worthy of recording in the history of British wars.

I think the mess tonight can celebrate this victory and the great help of our naval friends." The lord looked at Horatio and raised his hat to salute.

"This is a good start. But we are advancing so fast, can the subsequent fronts keep up?"

Horatio smiled as he looked at the inferred battle lines on the holographic sandbox. The First British Brigade was like a steel pestle hammering into the enemy's flesh.

Because there were three 'battalions' that were as large as small divisions, the battle line was not long and narrow.

The 45-kilometer horizontal battle width on the front is reassuring. Even if the enemy wants to encircle the vanguard brigade, they must have the ability to encircle nearly people and hundreds of armored tanks.

"That is the duty of the Mordians and our Light Infantry Battalion. I hope they can keep up." Sir Wellesley raised his hand.

The engineers of the British 79th Armoured Reconnaissance Regiment used engineering vehicles with shovels to push all the bodies into a deep pit dug on the side of the road.

Thousands of corpses filled the dark pit, and the excess bodies protruded three meters above the ground.

After several engineers dumped the remaining scattered bodies on the pile of corpses to add to it.

Four engineers armed with flamethrowers stood around and pulled the trigger at the mountain of corpses.

The Mountain of Flesh was ablaze with fire, looking magnificent and inspiring against the red and dark horizon of the setting sun.

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