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Chapter 1376 The Moon of Resurrection in the War

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    On the 22nd of the month of recovery this year, starting from the time when the Dawn of Mortal Air and Space Battle Group began to move toward the wasteland, the entire civilized world's comprehensive counterattack against the wasteland officially began.

    In the northern battlefield, the mechanized legions of the Cecil Empire defeated all the wasteland legions north of the mana scorch mark, and laid the purification device all the way to the ruins of the former northern town of Gondor Empire "Krag'sura", purifying the high  The tower shines brightly on the wasteland, and the continuous barriers composed of purification power extend from the Dark Mountains to the front line. The Wasteland Army launched several fierce counterattacks within half a month, but until their northern line command  The system was completely broken down, and the advance momentum of the Alliance's Northern Front Army was not hindered in any way.

    On the Western Front battlefield, a cluster of air fortresses with the Mortal Dawn as their flagship descended on the wasteland like giant beasts in the sky. These huge and majestic war machines silently and firmly advanced toward the center of the wasteland, judging by the flames and thunder falling from the sky.  All the filth and purifying fire surged across the earth, burning away the aberrant legions that were still wandering on the earth after the collapse of the command system. The wasteland tried to resist with weak air units, but they all returned in vain, and in the air  Under the cover of overwhelming superiority, the ground forces composed of Duke Baldwin Franklin and the Allied Forces of the Ogure Tribe advanced steadily, and with extremely high efficiency built the purification components dropped by the Mortal Dawn into high towers, blocking the wall.  Continuously extending in the wasteland.

    On the southern battlefield, the intervention of the Cecil Expedition Fleet completely stabilized the defense line of the Kingdom of Gaoling, which originally lacked natural protection. The southern coalition forces were able to concentrate all their forces on the Temple of Stars Fortress, and the Kraken Expeditionary Force from the deep sea became the southern front.  The biggest boost to the coalition's advance was the fearless deep-sea warriors who set off huge waves in the wasteland. After the waves, the Silver Elf Magister Group and the craftsmen of the High Mountain Kingdom built three buildings in a row within a few days.  A high purification tower and the operation of the blocking wall dispelled the haze that had shrouded the southern front battlefield all winter.

    On the Eastern Front, Typhon, a veteran powerhouse, showed its strength to the world in this cruel war. The Winter Wolves Legion, the National Knights, and the Magicians formed a powerful front. Under the leadership of Andesa Wendell,  Under his leadership, he entered the eastern wilderness of the former Gondor Empire and set up seven purification towers along the way. Even after experiencing the baptism of divine disasters, brutal internal purges and major reshuffles, Typhon was still the same Tiphon.  rich.  When the Moon of Resurrection entered the middle, the Eastern Legion of the Wasteland was still engaged in fierce and cruel frontal combat with the Typhon forward troops, and the Typhon Legion never stopped advancing.

    The situation of the war is still unclear, and the terrorist forces entrenched in the wasteland are still putting up fierce resistance. However, scholars who record history have realized that no matter when the dust of this war settles, this spring will be its biggest event.  turning point.

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    The sea of ????living fire set off by the infernal incendiary bombs has gradually extinguished, but the scorching breath left on the earth after the flames flowed is still steaming this dry wasteland. In the rolling heat wave, the air presents a distorted lens state, and the distant scenery  The horizon seems to be shaking - for ordinary people, this is a quite unbearable environment, but for the well-equipped Union soldiers with a full set of protective equipment, this will be the best battlefield for them to vent their anger and revenge.

    The heavy tank roared low, and the steel tracks rolled forward. Under the dim skylight, a group of Warhammer-II tanks rumbled forward on the ground like a group of armored behemoths. The hot wind blew up the dry and rough ground.  The sand and dust slapped against the gray-black armor plate of the main battle tank. The turret adjusted its angle in the hot wind. The long acceleration rail pointed at the small group of black-red monsters in the distance that were emerging from behind the boulders and ruins.  With a flash of blue light from the charging device, the magic crystal shells made a piercing whistle in the air, and after a short delay, they landed and exploded, sending all the monsters who were lucky enough to survive the bombing into the sky.

    The more scattered nearby monsters that survived by chance encountered the light howitzers of the Steel Ambassador Chariot, the continuous missile launchers, and the intensive heat rays fired by the infantry. Their hoarse roars had no time to come out, and they themselves had already melted.  It became gray-black smoke scattered everywhere on the ground, and dissipated with the wind when the next hot wind blew.

    Behind the ground troops, Duke Baldwin Franklin jumped out of the car and looked up at the dark land shrouded in filthy clouds. The protective layer formed by the breeze shield shone around him, isolating the environment.  Amidst the heat wave and potentially poisonous gas, a soldier wearing light infantry armor and the Cecil Empire emblem on his chest came towards him and reported loudly: "Your Majesty, the ground battlefield has been cleared, and the airdrop point is safe!"

    Duke Baldwin nodded and looked to the other side of the position: "How is the situation over there with King Wycliffe?"

    "The battle over there is also over. His Majesty Wycliffe's work?The entire device quickly fell to the ground.

    Immediately afterwards, a larger number of airdrop structures detached from the air fortress. With the assistance of disposable anti-gravity components, these huge "parts" roared in the air, passing through the dirty air above the battlefield, passing through  It passed the heat wave rising from the ground and fell in a predetermined area near the ground troops after the final deceleration phase.

    After the anti-gravity ring is shut down, the gravity adjustment rune of the airdrop structure will continue to operate for a period of time. During this process, engineers will transport components one by one to the appropriate location, and carry them out between large engineering machinery and dragoon aircraft.  With assistance, it was assembled into a purification tower standing on the earth - the node of the blocking wall.

    The whole process takes about twenty-four hours - compared with other purification towers built through normal methods, this speed is incredibly fast.

    The images from the surface were gathered through nerve conduction to the control hall where the master brain was located, and then projected in front of the main console through the magic network terminal connected to the biomass tank. Rebecca stared at the airdrop components flying all the way to the earth, watching  Watching them slow down and land driven by the anti-gravity ring, and watching the engineering troops responsible for the response on the surface go to recover the components that fell on the surface, only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

    "The 'goods' have been delivered to the ground," she raised her head and looked at Jinna Prince who was standing not far away, "They will start assembling it soon."

    "Then we will soon have something to do," Jinna Prince, who was standing on the commander's seat, nodded slightly, but her eyes fell on another set of holographic projections.  What is shown is the vast wasteland surrounding the entire air and space battle group. Within the range that the sensing device (the big eyes around the Mortal Dawn) can capture, some vague black spots are gradually converging, and there is a faint conglomeration.  Signs of tide.

    The Wasteland Legion is not afraid of death. Although the controllers behind them are sane dark priests, after suffering several losses in the face of the Cecil people's long-range firepower and ultra-long-range firepower, those dark priests now know how to hide.  Further back, they completely rely on the root network to remotely control their monster legions, so now all the alliance troops can hit within the range are aberrations and biochemical monsters that are not afraid of death at all.

    No matter how heavy and violent the blow is, those monsters will still organize quickly and launch counterattacks again and again.

    To be honest, such a counterattack is meaningless, but the aberrants never care about this - they are an extension of the wasteland, a part of the wasteland, and "things" that have grown out of this strange environment that has turned into a foreign land. As long as  The wasteland is still running, and the aberrations can always maintain a certain number. Whether it is supercritical accelerators or infernal incendiary bombs, they are like boulders thrown into the water. Even at the moment of being dropped, they can repel the water in an area.  In an instant, the total amount of water in the pond will still quickly fill this gap - so the enemy never cares about the effectiveness of their counterattack.

    Even if the waves of monsters coming in cannot affect the advancement of the Alliance army at all, they will still come in waves.

    Because the commanders behind them believe that no matter how overwhelming the alliance army is in every battle, the "cost" of the battle itself is constantly accumulating. The spirit of the soldiers, the consumption of ammunition, and the maintenance of wartime by various countries.  The social pressure generated by the systemnone of this will be cleared with victory, but will continue to accumulate on the entire civilized world and gradually become a heavy burden.

    In comparison, the cost paid by the Wasteland Legion is just the space for activities that is constantly being compressed - and in the vast homeland of Gondor, the Wasteland Legion can "pay" a lot more costs.

    By now, the initial momentum and enthusiasm have faded, and the commander of the Wasteland Legion seems to have clearly understood the nature of the war situation.

    When giants wrestle, the one who is exhausted will perish.

    "Start assembling the inferno incendiary bomb," Jin Na took a breath, "The supercritical accelerator is precharged and waiting for the launch command."

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