"This was suppression achieved by exploiting the terrain."
"I suspect they hollowed out parts of the mountains."
Lynn had reached that conclusion after just one glance at the frontline report.
The Normandy landings, Utah Beach—the enemy had hollowed out the mountains to position machine guns, crossbows, and every kind of cannon and rifle they could use, firing from all directions.
Enchanted magic had caused some tanks to sink into the mud.
Those enchanted spells had also destroyed some tanks.
Lynn swept his gaze over those at the front: Sigris, Green, Leirus, Ria, fleet commander Marcus, and Helge, the general of the First Guard Army Legion.
"Initiate airborne tactics. Sigris, take the Magic Masters aboard aircraft and jump from high altitude. Strike their transportation hubs, command posts, and other key targets."
"Then have the Guard Army prepare. The enemy has likely deployed high-level combat forces along the coastline and used enchanted magic to destroy all our tanks. Begin Phase Two. The Guard Army joins the battlefield."
Everyone raised their right hands. "Yes!"
The orders were issued, obeyed without delay, and swiftly carried out.
Transport planes took off from the airfield.
The Guard Army boarded the landing ships.
A massive wave of Phase Two elites descended upon them.
Meanwhile, at Utah Strait, Mikhail had accurately predicted the Northern Alliance's landing direction this time. He had indeed hollowed out several coastal cliffs, using earth magic alongside brick, stone, and sandbags to build them up layer upon layer.
Inside the command post, he continuously gathered battle reports. "Report: the enemy is relying on tanks and naval artillery to suppress us without pause. The beachhead position can no longer be held, but they cannot advance an inch either."
"We held them back, but casualties are enormous. We can only keep using sandbags to patch up