diskusbooks Chapter 306 Divine soldiers descend from heaven
Chapter 306 Divine soldiers descend from heaven
At this critical moment, the situation on the battlefield was extremely tense, and every second was gripping everyone's heart.
Suddenly, a huge roar came faintly from the horizon, coming closer and closer, like rolling spring thunder exploding in the sky.
This sound broke the original noise and chaos on the battlefield and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Captain Chen was originally staring at the battlefield, his eyes full of determination and worry. At this moment, his eyes suddenly raised and looked towards the horizon.
More than ten Y-42 helicopters were seen shining like the brightest stars in the inky black night sky.
They cut through the darkness with majestic momentum, like a mysterious force descending from the sky, rushing towards the battlefield.
Under the interweaving of moonlight and war flames, these helicopters emit a unique cold light of metal, and the lines of their fuselages are tough and smooth, like carefully crafted works of art.
The rotor spun rapidly, cutting through the air, making a sharp whistling sound and bringing up strong airflows.
The air current blew the dust on the ground, forming a small dust cloud under the helicopter.
They flew in majestically, like divine soldiers sent from heaven, bringing the light of hope to this land devastated by war.
"The support from the 1st Armored Column has arrived!"
Captain Chen's voice echoed in the night.
Due to shouting commands for a long time, his voice was hoarse and a little tired, but the power contained in it was undiminished. It was as inspiring as a loud bell, instantly penetrating the smoke and noise of the battlefield and reaching the ears of every soldier.
When the soldiers heard the shouts, their bodies, which were a little tired from the fierce battle, suddenly perked up and they all looked up.
I saw a group of helicopters flying in neat formation in the night sky, like a group of brave and fearless eagles, drawing graceful and powerful arcs in the air.
They hovered above the battlefield, their powerful aura seemed to cover the entire battlefield, ready to launch a fatal attack on the enemy at any time.
There was a gleam of excitement and anticipation in the soldiers' eyes, a light like a burning flame, hot and bright, as if they saw the dawn of victory right before their eyes, injecting them with new strength.
The YZ-42 helicopter quickly lowered its altitude and landed smoothly in an open area behind the C11 Army.
The strong wind stirred up by the propeller raged on the ground, blowing the surrounding sand and stones everywhere.
The helicopter landed steadily on the ground, and the fuselage shook slightly.
As the hatch slowly opened, a slight mechanical sound was heard, and a battalion of elite armored soldiers poured out like a tide.
They were wearing advanced high-tech equipment, which emitted a mysterious luster in the night, like a layer of solid armor, adding a bit of majesty to them.
The weapon in his hand gleamed coldly, the blade and the gun reflecting the fire on the battlefield, revealing a cold murderous intent.
They marched in neat and powerful steps, quickly gathering on the open ground. Their movements were skillful and smooth, like a group of well-trained machines.
In the night, they looked like a group of cold-blooded killers, emitting a chilling aura, as if any enemy who dared to stop them would be destroyed instantly.
Not only that, a small number of armored vehicles also drove out with the soldiers.
These armored vehicles are huge in size and extremely sturdy in body. Their tracks slowly turn on the ground, making a dull sound, as if the earth is roaring.
The various weapons and equipment equipped on the vehicle sparkle with metallic luster, and its powerful momentum is shocking. It is like a mobile steel fortress, ready to crush any enemy that dares to invade.
Elsewhere on the battlefield, the thick smoke of gunpowder was like a thick curtain, shrouding everything in chaos and confusion.
Ma Ning, the commander of the Ma family army, stood upright on a high ground. The biting cold wind blew past, making his cloak rustle.
He gripped the telescope tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the strain, and watched the battle closely with complete concentration.
The battlefield was filled with smoke and the sounds of killing could be heard faintly. His face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, his brows were furrowed and his lips were pressed into a tight line.
However, when he inadvertently turned the telescope to the distance, the sudden scene made his face change suddenly and become extremely ugly, as if he had suffered a head-on blow, and he froze in place.
His originally stern face was now filled with disbelief, as if he had been cast under a spell.
His eyes were wide open, full of surprise and confusion, like two copper bells about to pop out of their eye sockets, staring intently at the group of helicopters slowly landing in the distance.
That look was like that of an ignorant child who suddenly broke into a completely unfamiliar world beyond imagination.
Surprise surged in his eyes like surging waves, crashing against his reason one after another;
Confusion spread like a thick, indissoluble fog in his eyes, enveloping his thoughts.
At this moment, his brain seemed to have come to a standstill, and everything was blank. He was completely unable to understand why this unexpected situation had occurred.
He could never have imagined that in this difficult situation where our army's forces were so dispersed and almost stretched to the limit, there was actually such an elite force hidden.
Before the war, he was full of confidence in his troops' reconnaissance work.
Those scouts were like hounds with a keen sense of smell. Each one was a skilled hunter picked from hundreds. They worked tirelessly and almost turned the area upside down.
Every inch of land was carefully surveyed by them, and no corner escaped their sharp eyes, but in the end, they still could not find any trace of the existence of this army.
According to Ma Ning's observation and judgment, thousands of our army's combatants were scattered along a long front of ten kilometers and were tightly surrounded by the Ma family army from all directions.
Our troops' strength in every direction seemed extremely stretched, and we were putting up a hard and arduous resistance everywhere, as if we had reached the end of our rope.
In his opinion, it is impossible for our army to mobilize such a fresh force to reverse the current situation of the war.
But the rows of landing helicopters before him appeared so realistically in his vision, ruthlessly breaking all his previous cognition and predictions.
What shocked him even more was that he had never seen a helicopter before and had never even heard of this magical war equipment.
In his limited knowledge, even Russia, with its powerful military, did not use helicopters extensively on the battlefield.
But now, these behemoths appeared on the battlefield in front of him. How could he not be shocked?
Ma Ning's hand holding the telescope trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid and disordered.
He just stood there blankly, as if time had frozen at this moment. Only the helicopters that kept landing were like heavy weights, pressing mercilessly on his heart, making him feel unprecedented fear and confusion.
On the battlefield, the atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring about to break, and the air seemed to be squeezed by the tense situation, making a sharp whistle.
The sharp sense of crisis came like a surging tide, dragging everyone into this terrible vortex, leaving Ma Ning no time to think carefully.
The night was as dark as ink, but the flames of war made it look like purgatory.
On this battlefield where darkness and fire were intertwined, the sudden appearance of the semi-armored force of the Armored Column was like a cold and sharp dagger, cutting through the night.
The metal of the car body reflected a cold light in the firelight. With an indomitable momentum and a force as powerful as thunder, it charged straight towards the Ma family army. Its target was the core area controlled by Ma Ning, as if it was going to pierce his heart.
The roar of the helicopter propellers came from far away, getting louder and louder, like a death knell from hell, hitting Ma Ning's nerves again and again.
The sound made his eardrums hurt, but he couldn't avoid it and could only watch it all happen.
"This...how is this possible!"
Ma Ning's eyes widened, and his already wide-open eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
His lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, and he squeezed out these few words from his dry lips, as if he had used up all his strength, and as if fear had strangled his throat, so he could only utter faint murmurs.
His voice seemed so small and weak amid the whistling wind and fierce gunfire, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
However, this weak voice was full of disbelief and panic, like the helpless cry of a child abandoned by the world.
His face was filled with doubt and fear. Every wrinkle carved by the years seemed to have turned into a ravine of panic, recording the panic in his heart in deep and shallow ways.
Beads of sweat the size of beans kept appearing on his forehead and rolling down his cheeks. In the reflection of the blazing fire, they flashed with panic, like broken beads of fear, falling on this cruel battlefield with his fear and despair.
Ma Ning knew very well that the emergence of this force was by no means accidental, but was like a sudden storm that would completely change the situation on the entire battlefield with its overwhelming force.
Don't underestimate this troop, which has less than a thousand people. The impact it brought was like a blockbuster bomb, causing huge waves in the Ma family army's camp.
On the one hand, the Ma family army had no idea that such a reinforcement force would suddenly appear at this critical moment when our army seemed doomed to defeat.
The Ma family army was originally like a bull rushing forward without any scruples, fully believing that only victory was waiting for them ahead. However, they never expected that at this moment an insurmountable obstacle suddenly appeared in front of them.
The astonishment and helplessness instantly spread throughout the entire Ma family army like a plague.
The soldiers' originally determined eyes were now filled with confusion and fear, and the weapons in their hands seemed to become extremely heavy.
On the other hand, in order to defeat our army in one fell swoop, the Ma family army pushed almost all of their combatants forward, like a gambler who puts everything on the table, betting everything on this game.
At this moment, their rear was as empty as a looted warehouse, and there were not enough troops to defend it.
The command center and logistics support forces were extremely weak at this time and had no ability to fight back.
This battalion of the 1st Armored Column was like an experienced and sharp-eyed hunter. It accurately found the weak points of the Ma family army and hit them hard on their soft spots.
The Ma family army, which originally had an absolute advantage on the battlefield and was as powerful as a tide, was instantly plunged into an unprecedented crisis under this sudden attack.
The huge gap from victory in sight to crisis lurking everywhere was like a nightmare that enveloped the entire Ma family army camp.
The atmosphere of fear and despair, like a thick haze, permeated every corner, as if the end of the world had already arrived, making everyone feel extremely depressed and suffocated.
The night was deep, like a huge black curtain, pressing heavily on the earth.
Suddenly, an order was given: "Action!"
The battalion commander's voice was clear and powerful, breaking the silence of the night sky and echoing across the empty battlefield like a horn of charge.
The soldiers in the armored column instantly moved like cheetahs.
They were well-trained and quickly divided into several groups, like extremely sharp spearheads, pointing directly at the enemy's logistics forces and command center with an indomitable momentum.