Chapter 1482 - Battle of C City (1/2)
Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rainystars
“…They charged towards us, and they purposely made the engines really loud, loud to the point where the sound even covered the gunshots. They were like dense locusts. They would make you lower your head, and once you lower your head, you’re done for, they won’t give you the opportunity to raise your head again. The tanks started charging towards us, and then the infantry. We blew up roads, destroyed buildings just to stop them. In the war to defend our country, no one dropped their weapons and surrendered, but our entire battalion was captured by them…”
“The Democrats were right; this war was wrong from the very beginning.”
A veteran who survived the Battle of C City wrote this in his memoirs twenty years after the end of the war.
At the same time as the military operation against Cheyenne Mountain was launched, Celestial Trade launched a fierce offensive against the twelve UA Army divisions stationed in C City with the Second Armored Division as the vanguard.
This inland city was named after the navigator, as a hub of the country’s aviation, highway, and rail transportation, it was used by many North American companies as an important material storage and cargo distribution center. Not only that, as the largest city in O State, the industries here were extremely developed, with aircraft, automobiles, missiles, electrical appliances, pieces of machinery, and other heavy industrial bases. This city was an important part of the Great Lakes Industrial Zone.
If Celestial Trade captured it, it was equivalent to prying open the gate of the Great Lakes Industrial Zone.
If the UA lost this place, it was the same as losing the transportation hub of the Great Lakes Industrial Zone.
This battle was destined to be tragic from the very beginning. The UA Army and Celestial Trade were not going to give up this place easily.
More than 20,000 Celestial soldiers fought in this battle, as well as three infantry divisions from Moro and one marine corps division from Madagascar. More than 300,000 people participated in this battle, and millions of people were directly or indirectly involved in it.
The air-raid siren rang again and again, and the explosion of air defense artillery and missiles lit up the sky over C City. From the exchange of long-range missiles, the battle quickly turned into close-range combat, Aurora-20s and Wings of Freedoms (F-79) faced off against the formation formed by F-22s and F-16s. The densely smoked sky foretold the tragedy of this battle.
F-79 was positioned as a close-range attack fighter, and air combat was not its area of expertise since it was technology from a century later. Just like the Fairchild Republic A-10 Thunderbolt II could annihilate any World War II models, even if the F-22 and F-16 occupied the home field advantage and the numbers advantage, the balance of victory still favored Celestial Trade.
Dense smoke drifted into the city from the suburbs.
The tanks that rushed into the city, with the coordination of the infantry, swept the resistance on the streets.
It was not only the UA soldiers that fought in this battle but the citizens of C City, who were covered in the star-spangled flag. However, the semi-automatic rifles and shotguns in the hands of these cannon fodders could not pose a threat to Celestial Trade’s army, and their resistance often collapsed after the first sound of the gunshot.
In this war, in addition to the twelve UA divisions, there were also two divisions from the neighboring ally Canada, as well as the French’s Foreign Corps, Britain’s 16th Marine Brigade, and Turkey’s 37th Infantry Brigade, which landed in North America through a Canadian port…
Although NATO countries did not declare war on Celestial Trade because of the deterrence of space-based weapons and Russia’s amassment of troops on the border, they still extended a helping hand to their big brother through volunteer army and other means of war assistance.
But this little force could hardly change the outcome…
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On the other side.
Above the atmosphere.
A steel behemoth’s descent accelerated under the pull of gravity.