Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign
Chapter 656 - 316: [Various Ways to Die Under Drones] (4k)
CHAPTER 656: CHAPTER 316: [VARIOUS WAYS TO DIE UNDER DRONES] (4K)
As the training side, Zhao Ming naturally couldn’t arrange for drones for them early on.
They had to thoroughly experience the process before being assigned to units using drones to battle against the NPCs or the Six Major Federations of Blue Star.
In the storyline.
Great Xia Federation, Seventh Special Operations Brigade.
At this moment, the team led by Shen Yan had already been scattered.
Primarily because the opponents deployed a swarm of drones.
Shen Yan’s side had just escaped death narrowly.
On the other side.
Battalion Commander Liu Feng of Special First Battalion was hiding in the trench.
The buzzing in the sky hovered over the battlefield like the Grim Reaper.
Liu Feng was pinned down in the trench under the body of an NPC soldier, looking as if he’d been killed together.
Liu Feng slightly moved his body, gripping the gun in his hand tightly, his heart pounding but his mind forcibly calming down.
He quickly thought of solutions in his mind.
Suddenly.
The buzzing in the sky intensified, diving down!
In an instant, as the thought flashed in his mind.
Liu Feng knew he had been exposed, immediately tossing aside the corpse covering him, raising his gun to shoot at the diving drone.
In haste.
Bam!
One of the wings of the drone broke off.
Bam!
Another shot.
The drone suddenly burst in mid-air, over ten meters above him.
Before Liu Feng’s face could show any joy.
Boom——!!!
A loud explosion erupted in front of him.
The next second.
The whole world turned fiery red, a massive fireball filled his vision, and Liu Feng only felt a searing, violent wave surging towards him.
Throwing him to the ground.
His mind buzzed for an instant, and then the world lost color, plunging into darkness.
Until a few seconds later.
Liu Feng, who returned to the main interface, finally came to his senses.
Dead.
Blown up.
Damn!
Liu Feng’s face was grim, utterly outrageous.
That explosion’s power.
What explosives were used could easily destroy a tank.
But they used it to blow up personnel.
Liu Feng gritted his teeth, yet felt helpless.
Who could have thought the opposing NPC forces were so ruthless.
Reasonably speaking, such a powerful suicide drone should be used against tanks, based on previous explosions.
These drones were at most more powerful than grenades.
So he thought of shooting them down.
After all, he had some confidence in his marksmanship.
Even though the drone was small, too far to shoot down, he was confident at closer range, except the first shot didn’t hit the center.
Liu Feng figured if the first shot hit the center.
The drone would still be higher up, and maybe he wouldn’t have been blown up in one go.
Now he could only wait to start again.
On the other side.
Antarctic Star Federation C Army Group, 1st Armored Brigade.
At the other end of the battlefield.
Half a month after the start, the 1st Armored Brigade, which had over 20 tanks, now had only 3 tanks speeding across the plains.
The engine roared like a beast, crushing through the bumpy dirt road.
Kicking up thick dust clouds rising into the sky.
The weary voice of Brigade Commander Zachary rang out in the communication channel:
"Maintain formation, watch the flanks.... damn!"
"There’s a drone!"
"Accelerate! Accelerate to evade!"
"Release smoke!"
Brigade Commander Zachary’s voice rang with alarm and anger.
The driver jolted, immediately flooring the gas pedal, the engine roared louder, and the tank lunged forward.
The loader hurriedly grabbed a smoke grenade to load it.
But compared to the drone.
Everything seemed too slow.
The loader inside the tank had just picked up the smoke grenade.
Without any warning.
The engine’s roar also masked the drone’s sound.
Boom——!!!
The violent explosion spread out.
Unlike armor-piercing rounds that directly penetrate the tank’s hull, the suicide drone hitting the tank’s top was more like an iron fist smashing down.
In the instant the explosion spread.
The entire tank was pushed down by the explosive force.
And the Antarctic Star Federation soldiers inside the tank felt the world-shattering roar.
In those terrifying one or two seconds.
They could clearly see the tank collapsing, deforming from the top down.
Until the fiery red-orange flame filled the tank’s interior.
The view instantly plunged into darkness.
Ahead.
The two tanks still running didn’t stop at all.
Completely flooring the accelerator.
And the dread had reached a peak.
A tank.
This iron behemoth that once swept across the world in World War II.
Now so easily destroyed by a drone.
A tank’s cost ranges from hundreds of thousands to millions of US Dollars, but that small drone.... no matter how they think, its cost wouldn’t exceed a few hundred US Dollars.
A few hundred dollar item replacing something worth millions.
What kind of warfare is this?
Isn’t this just spending money?
Until dusk fell and the tanks’ fuel ran low, the only two remaining tanks finally came to a stop.
The hatch atop the two stopped tanks opened.
The Antarctic Star Federation soldiers who remained crawled out, their uniforms drenched in sweat, seizing the moment of calm sitting on the tank.
Under the sunset.
The entire world seemed bathed in orange-red.
An Antarctic Star Federation soldier looked at the boundless wild plains and the distant forest:
"Where is this?"
"Feels so familiar."
The driver beside him pulled out a tattered map from his pocket:
"Let me see...."
At this moment.
A soldier on the adjacent tank from the Antarctic Star Federation slapped his thigh: