Chapter 1292 - 419: What’s the Scariest Thing to Encounter in CS? Someone’s Spinning!_2

Chapter 1292: Chapter 419: What’s the Scariest Thing to Encounter in CS? Someone’s Spinning!_2

Need to find a way to pull off a major hit.

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Apart from armored clusters, the last large-scale infantry charge in the world was likely on the Vietnam battlefield.

The increasingly precise and fierce fire strikes have forced infantry to disperse and keep distance from each other. A trench line occupied by an infantry platoon would generally extend about five hundred meters, even in an offensive stance.

Otherwise, a single 155 howitzer shell could incapacitate people over half a football field.

Night had deepened.

Under the pitch-black night sky, dots of light flickered in the temporary encampment of Keynes’ troops, with sentries stationed on armored vehicles, accompanied by two electronic monitors connected to terminals.

Compared to the night vision capabilities of a bionic eye, these standalone intelligent monitors can analyze any minute changes in infrared images and alert the watchmen. If authorized, they can even activate electric-controlled machine guns to fire.

For a conventional force to be so diversely equipped is quite extravagant.

Therefore, the sentry comfortably opened a heated can of synthetic meat, bowing his head to enjoy it.

However, this doesn’t mean that infrared imaging is almighty, as it has no use against strikes beyond the visible range.

At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

The can fell from the sentry’s hand, and he immediately realized

"Artillery strike! Take cover!"

Boom————!

Five consecutive thunderous blasts erupted within the camp limits, leaving several British soldiers, who had just been resting and chatting around the fire, severely wounded or dead.

Struggling to crawl out from a collapsed tent, Keynes was both anxious and furious.

"Damn it, why didn’t the early warning radar react?"

But the communication channel was chaotic, evidently jammed by the enemy. The emphasis Horizon Corporation placed on electronic warfare had caused them many losses in this area.

The artillery strikes on the battlefield are always so sudden, you never know when you’ll be discovered and exposed to the enemy’s artillery sights.

And Keynes knew that after the artillery strike would come the enemy infantry’s assault, he must organize defenses immediately while calling for support fire from their side.

"From which direction is the enemy?"

A sentry, scrambling to his feet, screamed

"South! I see them!"

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Everyone move! Machine gunners, engage and suppress them!"

Keynes was baffled that the enemy dared to initiate an attack at such a moment, shouldn’t they be leveraging the terrain to hold firmly?

How could the already devastated enemy possibly gather this manpower, they wouldn’t be putting cannon fodder into a suicidal charge, right?

Moreover, they weren’t even at the front line here!

Whoosh—

A few faintly glowing red dots rose on the distant horizon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After the explosion, the glaring white phosphorescence lit up the entire sky, turning the world into daylight.

In that light, those vague silhouettes in the distance could barely be seen. The monitors and electric-controlled machine guns, however, showed no reaction; Keynes thought they were damaged by the blast and didn’t pay them any attention.

Several light and heavy machine guns roared, chains of tracer rounds arcing slightly in the night sky, smashing down towards the horizon five kilometers away.

Even at this distance, machine gun bullets could still maintain a certain degree of lethality.

However, the anticipated flying debris of bodies did not occur.

The bullets passed through those silhouettes without causing any effect.

Having assembled his troops, Keynes was dumbfounded by the scene and blinked slightly. It took him a few seconds to react before swearing aloud.

"Damn, it’s a holographic projection!"

If they aren’t in front, where are they?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

A round of single-soldier cloud-burst rockets shot straight into the camp from behind, the explosive high-temperature pressure turning the entire encampment topsy-turvy.

A soldier near the explosion center was completely torn apart, his high-temperature-seared corpse pieces emitting a foul stench.

However, it wasn’t over yet.

Familiar sounds of ducted engines roared again in the night sky, as raiders, turning into massive shadows, swept over the encampment, the blast of air lifting dust into the air.

A few white phosphorus incendiary bombs dropped, plunging the already ravaged camp into a sea of fire.

Even before seeing the enemy, Keynes and his men endured three waves of artillery fire, losing more than half of their forces.

Amidst the flames, Keynes looked at his severely wounded and dead subordinates, feeling half of his heart go cold.

This was definitely not an operation targeting them. They weren’t significant enough for such a large-scale move.

The only possibility was that the enemy had launched a full-scale counterattack, and they were merely an ant that got crushed under the advancing enemy’s large forces.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

In his mind, Keynes roared crazily.

Because it made no sense, where the hell did they get so many people? And why could they execute such a level of surprise attack?

This unexpected situation could grind down the entire staff of the command center.

After all, who could imagine that the enemy they’d struggled to defeat just two days ago would reappear on the battlefield tomorrow?

Newly drafted cannon fodder, armed and ready, willing to calmly accept orders to charge, cooperating with a level of seamlessness not inferior to the previous troops, with the only drawback being they weren’t as formidable as the earlier elite forces.

Especially as a large number of elite units had been temporarily transferred to the Eastern Front, leaving the Western Front seemingly undermanned, getting pierced through several lines of defense like a hot knife through butter.

This stark before-and-after contrast could lead any military’s command system to misjudge.

The flames quickly spread along the entire front line, with countless raider drones taking off from the rear, rushing towards the Western Front. Their numbers overwhelmed the anti-air systems, which couldn’t lock onto them all.