Armed helicopters flew over the city. Ordinary firearms merely clanged against them, and even anti-tank rifles could not damage them.
The helicopters launched missiles from afar. After the bubble-shaped craft strafed the ground, they could often wipe out everyone in an entire defensive position.
Miss F37 had originally thought helicopters were fragile, but she had not expected them to possess such formidable combat capabilities on the battlefield.
The enemy artillery units had also joined the battle.
They had even launched quite a few missiles.
Under the missiles' precise strikes, their side suffered devastating losses, and many defensive positions had already fallen.
The regular army soldiers from the early stages gradually occupied nearly half the city.
Unfortunately, two hours quickly passed. The brigade commander was forced to retreat northwest, though his superiors allowed him to leave behind one battalion to continue stalling the enemy.
Seeing that he had fled and left only a few hundred people behind, how could Miss F37 possibly hold back?
She deployed all the modern equipment she had looted during this time.
By nightfall, that battalion had suffered over half its casualties and was forced to withdraw from the city.
By now, smoke and flames filled the city. The citizens desperately hid in their homes, trembling in fear.
However, Miss F37 had suffered extremely exaggerated losses on the surface. Some of those sent forward had already surrendered, while many others hid in their homes, too scared to keep fighting.
Whether to continue eliminating those underground organizations or rely on the local police to wage a long-term struggle against them became a choice left to the authorities.
As expected, after deliberation, the authorities decided to slowly break them apart.
The underground organizations were hidden among civilians. Fighting them head-on was simply too inefficient, and many people had yet