Boom-
Boom-
In an instant, tongues of flame blanketed the land, turning it into hell on earth.
"The flight formation has completed the first stage of full-firepower coverage-the target formation has been scattered-the next airstrike wave will reach the battlefield in thirty seconds-"
"Still no sign of Lynn's presence-flesh scans will continue monitoring-over-"
Mechanical aircraft thundered overhead, one after another.
Amid the sea of flames.
The Anti-Mechanical Night Doctors, with Ghost Mode activated, raised their high-frequency shields and unleashed heavy suppressive fire on the aircraft passing through the blood mist, rushing to protect the Night Doctors wounded in the bombing.
The first stage of bombing was not particularly dense, and the Night Doctor Collective deployed here consisted entirely of elites, so they had not suffered particularly heavy casualties.
But they all understood!
Their movements had been locked onto.
And once their position was confirmed, what followed would be full-firepower saturation bombardment from the Mechanical Church!
"Captain! Are you all right?!"
A Night Doctor hurriedly dug the captain out of the dirt.
The captain's ears rang incessantly from the blast, and his vision was blurred. But the instant he regained consciousness, he struggled to his feet. Looking at the rolling sea of flames and the machines flying densely overhead, he clearly realized how bad things had become.
"Re-form ranks! Nobody stop! Keep retreating!!"
He waved his hand and roared, delivering his orders to every Night Doctor.
But he knew this was not a wise decision.
Under these circumstances.
If they continued retreating regardless of casualties, with the enemy already locked onto them, the subsequent bombardment would very likely scatter their units completely.
But he trusted Lynn.
Since Lynn had foreseen this possible attack, he must already have worked out a strategy to deal with what came next.
All the captain could