The Ministry of national defense should thank the creator for his magic. Most parts of the western continent belong to plain terrain, and only the eagle''s head has mountain terrain.
This makes it easy for the two weapon carrying platforms to play a role in the eagle beak area. After all, when designing these weapons and equipment, they never considered that they could fight across the sea one day.
Therefore, at the beginning of design, these war machines were designed according to the plain landform of the Empire. They are not suitable for use in mountainous areas.
When the decisive battle came, Dooling did not have to go to the battlefield for close observation. Whether it was a tragic war or not, when the two weapon carrying platforms were in place in advance, the result of the war was doomed.
The neurotic of the Ministry of defense unloaded all the guns, connected all the interfaces of each war machine to 20mm machine guns, had eight guns on each platform, and filled the surplus space with ammunition, which was a sufficient ammunition reserve of five bases.
These machine guns are almost the sickle of death for infantry units without armor. In the last war against the Federation, the arms company obtained some data to show that a 20mm machine gun shell can shoot through at least five unprotected human bodies within the effective killing range.
Even some ordinary light armor can be destroyed quickly.
This kind of thing is designed purely to deal with infantry. Its fairly good high firing speed makes them a nightmare for all infantry. Now, in this barbaric land, they will also forge their own reputation.
At more than 9 a.m., the two sides have entered the decisive battle battlefield in accordance with local regulations. They have done a good job in locking the decisive battle battlefield in advance to avoid the migration caused by strategic transfer maneuver, which will make the weapon carrying platform unable to keep up with the transfer speed of infantry.
In the face of countless "coalition forces" that can hardly be seen, there are obviously a few people on luluhado''s side. After the base number is enlarged to a certain extent, the gap during the period is quite difficult to make up.
On one side, there were many native Allied soldiers and on the other side, there were few poor and sparse foreign troops. Even if luluhado had great confidence in Turin and the Imperial military, his legs and stomach trembled a little at this moment.
If he hadn''t been afraid that the officers around him would look down on him and wanted to maintain his weak dignity, he might have been sent home long ago.
I knew I wouldn''t come... But on second thought, Lulu hado became rational again.
This battle will determine whether he can establish an indigenous government, which is related to the future and fate of him and his children. As a wise man among the indigenous people, he knows that once he loses his value, he will be abandoned by those imperial people.
Therefore, this battle must be won, and it must be won cleanly. Only in this way can he have more value to be attracted, even if the people who are really responsible for the battle are the people of the Empire.
Glancing at the calm Colonel officer beside him, Lulu hado looked at his pocket watch. After thinking about it carefully for about five minutes, he put it away.
He likes this kind of small accessories very much. It is not only beautiful and can show his unique identity, but also can accurately know the current time anywhere and under any circumstances.
The only inconvenience is that there is a needle moving all the time. It takes him a certain time to recognize the exact time now.
It''s ten minutes before the showdown begins.
The heart kept speeding up and strengthening, so that he had a terrible illusion that his heart would jump out of his throat when he opened his mouth.
There are people with such illusions in the opposite camp. Kaz Hazan has been driven around like an old dog in recent months. This time, it is not easy to gather so many people in order to completely annihilate these outsiders and drive out other outsiders.
The resting place of the demon lord can''t be invaded by these outsiders. They don''t understand that once the demon lord wakes up, the whole world will be destroyed.
These stupid, despicable foreigners!
After a long and short wait, the horn sounded mellow and deep, the sheepskin drum was banged, some priests with ferocious masks with indigenous characteristics ran out, and they began to dance around some bonfires.
This is a ritual of the local aborigines before the start of the battle, just like the imperial people say "gudrak", but their manifestations are more complex.
Every Aboriginal soldier had a solemn expression on his face. When the ceremony was over, the low and mellow voice of the horn suddenly turned to high, and they immediately roared and moved.
Without any rules, tactics or formation, he ran directly towards the other side.
At the front of the team, some aborigines held their semi-automatic rifles high above their heads, which made the imperial soldiers who had received good military training laugh on the battlefield.
If this is not a battle representing merit and promotion, they may doubt that it may be just a joke of others!
But war is war, and no matter how it behaves, its cruelty cannot be concealed.
When the distance between the two sides was less than 200 meters, the weapon carrying platforms hidden in the jungles on both sides began to fire.
The bullet that is thicker than the thumb becomes hot and red from the moment it leaves the muzzle. Red dots fall in the crowd, tearing a gap and shooting through a depth of several meters.
The sudden changes made these aborigines fall and kill hundreds of people without reaction. The chiefs of various tribes standing in the rear waiting for the results and the smile on kazhazan''s face completely turned into a frightened expression.
They couldn''t understand how those two huge guys did it, maybe witchcraft and magic.
But at this moment, even if they want to do something, there is nothing they can do.
No one''s voice could be heard on the battlefield. Except for roaring, roaring, wailing and screaming, only the rhythmic sound of machine guns was left.
tong…tong…tong…tong…tong…tong…
The sound was like the footsteps of the God of death when he came to the world, and it was like the whistling sound of him waving a sickle.
The Colonel watched as the indigenous coalition forces began to flee. He let the flag bearer wave the flag and the infantry began to enter the battlefield.
It doesn''t make sense to let the mechanical platoon take away so many achievements, doesn''t it?
And with so many merits, everyone can get a lot of profits. Even if they don''t shoot, they just run behind these aborigines!
In just three minutes, at least more than 1000 indigenous soldiers died on the battlefield. The collapse of the two wings led to the collapse of the whole army.
At this time, there was only one thought in the minds of the chiefs in the rear and Kaz Hazan.
It''s over, it''s all over!