Just over ten minutes later, the Northern King's forces received a major equipment upgrade. Around a dozen people brought the latest gear to the first floor, reinforcing the defending formation.
For this defensive battle, large numbers of sandbags had been placed outside several hours earlier, forming a temporary defensive line.
In the darkness of night, it was truly hard to say which side had the advantage.
The Northern King's defenders occupied the high ground. Bullets fired down from every floor made life miserable for the attackers, and quite a few of them had grown frightened.
But the attacking side had an absurd amount of artillery fire. Several shells struck the opposing positions every minute, and more than twenty people had been blown to death before anyone realized it.
Yet by now, the battle had already gone far beyond the originally planned timeframe. Their two waves of charges had both failed, and they simply could not break into the building before them.
By now, police sirens could be heard nearby. At the very front were two armored police vehicles.
Miss F37 felt it was time to give her forces some more firepower, so she remotely notified the reserve units hidden throughout the streets to enter the battlefield.
These reserve units were better equipped than those deployed earlier.
Most of the Northern King's men carried pistols. In street battles, once the distance stretched out to one or two hundred meters, pistols were nearly useless. Even Bolt-action Rifles could reliably suppress them.
But now, as the number of enemies increased, their firepower had become completely insufficient.
She was not in a hurry. This time, the reserve force brought in five light tanks from the Second World War era.
These light tanks were equipped with a general-purpose machine gun and a 20mm rapid-fire autocannon.