Chapter 1022 - Code Name Lightning (1/2)

Boom!

Dirts were blown into air, scattering throughout the battlefield like countless brown pines.

The whistling tungsten rods sketched white trajectories in the sky. They instantly rained down destruction as if they didn’t cost any money. The rods littered the line of defense created by Arrow Mercenaries, crushed the concrete bunker into a million pieces, smashed the pavement into deep pits, and filled the trenches up…

With a scream, the horn of the counterattack was blown. The militants in the second formation rushed out from the woods and bunkers following T72 main battle tanks. They launched an assault.

The armor rammed over the rugged bushes, the belts’ roar echoed on the ground, and the smoke from the gunfire dyed the sky to a pale white. With the meteors falling from the sky, the militant’s infantries stepped over the first line of defense outside the Red Army Village.

Behind them were the ruins of a reinforced concrete bunker.

On the concrete bunker, there was a daunting fracture. The cement shattered like glass and the steel skeleton used as the supporting structure was broken into several sections. As for the soldiers and mercenaries, not a single corpse was intact.

There was no back-and-fourth fight, only sporadic exchanges of fire.

The torn defense line was like a collapsed dam; there was no coming back.

The damage of space-based weapons was not only reflected in the damage to structures and weapons but also in the enemy’s mental fortitude. The real warrior might not be afraid of bullets from their enemy, but against a disaster that struck without warning, the fragility of all people was the same.

The Ukrainian Army and Arrow Mercenaries were forced into the urban area after the start of the war.

The two orbital airborne brigades led the offense. The soldiers armed to the teeth rode in assault vehicles. After entering the city, they released the Hummingbird drones equipped and engaged in crossfire with the elite soldiers of Arrow.

The soldiers on both sides were fueled by blood. The smoke of war filled the streets. With the roars of tanks, the militants and Celestial Trade pierced the urban area from three directions.

In a building, several Arrow mercenaries hid inside.

“Don’t panic! They don’t dare to use that stuff in the city! Keep an eye on your position!” An Arrow veteran who had participated in the civil war of Madagascar stared out the window. His eyes were filled with fear, but he didn’t pass this fear to the comrades behind him.

“God…”

With a cry, a soldier holding a rifle drew a cross on his chest. Others anxiously squatted under the windowsill. The knew the enemy was in front of them, but their hands and feet couldn’t stop twitching.

“They’re attacking in this direction! The idiots… get ready to fight! Listen to me—count on three, we will—”

He didn’t get an opportunity to finish before the building collapsed into ruins like broken tofu. It buried his comrades and him. His last remaining piece of consciousness only heard the order to charge.

Just now, Celestial Trade unleashed a second round of tungsten rods against Arrow positions and precisely destroyed the strongholds of Arrow through terminal guidance, clearing the way for the advancing troops.

The battle on the ground was still in a stalemate, but the outcome of the air battle was already decided.