Friendly forces
"The shelling is coming! Take cover! Everyone take cover! Get into the air-raid shelters! Quickly!" Under the officer's command, countless Soldiers in the makeshift trenches grabbed their weapons and crawled into the air-raid shelters that had been dug in advance.
Meanwhile, the sharp whistling sound from above grew even more piercing.
Boom! As the first shell exploded, a barrage of explosions, like raindrops, resounded across the land.
Huddled in the cramped air-raid shelter, with dust constantly falling on their heads, listening to the seemingly endless shelling and bombardment, and the occasional faint screams, every Soldiers felt extremely gloomy.
It could be half an hour, or it could be an hour. There was no way to calculate time in the dimly lit air-raid shelter. The numb Soldiers would only react when they heard the artillery fire stop and the officer's sharp whistle, realizing it was time to come out of the trenches and prepare for battle.
As the thunderous explosions gradually subsided and the earth stopped trembling, countless Soldiers, under the commands of their officers, grabbed their weapons and prepared for battle.
The air on the position was thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder. The already rudimentary defensive fortifications had long been reduced to rubble by the Far East people' almost inhuman artillery fire, with only the trenches still barely holding up.
Just as all the Soldiers took their positions, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky again. However, from Officer to privates, no one on the entire position seemed to be panicked. They quickly and skillfully took out gas masks that they had prepared in advance from their waists or backpacks.
As expected, dozens of iron canisters filled with scarlet gas landed on the battlefield. It was this terrifying scarlet gas that turned countless Soldiers into hideous, Blood Titan at the very beginning of the war.
However, the Marley Middle East World Allied Army, which had already fought many battles with the Far East people, was well prepared. The hastily produced gas masks, though rudimentary, were very effective.
A Far East Officer, hundreds of meters away, looked through his binoculars at the quiet Allied Army positions opposite him and shook his head regretfully. "What a pity. The Marleyan and Middle Easterners have learned their lesson. Let's just attack!"
With a command from the Far East commander, the Far East Army, which had been prepared behind him, immediately sprang into action. More than twenty steel monster Tank, which the Allied Army regarded as tigers, roared and formed a steel Great Wall, slowly but with an extremely oppressive aura as they approached the Allied Army positions opposite them.
"Attack!" With a loud shout, the Allied Army unleashed a barrage of gunfire, a torrent of bullets raining down on the Far East Tank and Soldiers hundreds of meters away. Despite the sturdy Tank providing cover, every now and then a few unfortunate Far East Soldiers would suddenly fall to the ground with screams and cries of agony.
"Sir! That's enough! We can withdraw now. Those... Eldia allies... should be ready!" The Allied Army's adjutant, a former Marley Officer, felt a little awkward when he said the Eldians were his allies. Less than two years ago, the Eldians were nothing more than cannon fodder for Marley, but now they had become his allies, allies he had to rely on. It was somewhat ironic.
But the battlefield is no place for sentimentality, and the Allied Army Officer had no time for embarrassment. The Far East people were less than 150 meters away, and Tank shells were relentlessly claiming the lives of the Allied Army Soldiers.
Without further hesitation, he shouted, "Retreat! Retreat to the mountains and forests behind!"
Upon hearing the order, as if grasping at a straw, thousands of Soldiers immediately abandoned their already dilapidated positions and began to retreat along the pre-planned route.
"Commander Toman! The Marleyan and Middle Easterners on the other side have fled. What should we do next? Should we continue the pursuit?" On the Far East side, seeing the Allied Army fleeing in disarray, they immediately began to request instructions on whether to pursue them.
"Pursue!" the Far East commander decisively ordered.
Then, nearly a thousand fully armed Far East Soldiers swarmed out from around the Tank, bypassed Tank, and chased after the Allied Army retreating into the mountains, while the Tank followed slowly behind.
The trees in the Middle East are evergreen, with dense foliage and many branches. Even if thousands of people were to fall into the forest, not a single drop of water would be splashed. Soon, the Allied Army and the Far East Army were engaged in battle. On the battlefield where bullets were flying, no one noticed the strange thing above their heads.
Compared to the Allied Army, the Far East Soldiers were quite calm, because they had Tank!
There's no way around it; Tank, such a revolutionary weapon, are an insurmountable mountain for the Allied Army. The only solution is to sacrifice lives. Even if Marley Middle East wanted to develop targeted weapons, there wouldn't be enough time.
"Quickly! Suppress their firepower! Have the Tank arrived yet?" a Far East Officer shouted.
Soon, with the creaking and grinding of tracks and road wheels, and the deep roar of engines, victorious smiles began to appear on the faces of the Far East Soldiers. At this moment, the Allied Army were outnumbered and outgunned; with Tank arriving, what chance did the Allied Army have?
Even the Soldiers operating the Tank thought the same thing, but, sizzle!!
A faint hissing sound rang out, so inconspicuous amidst the raging gunfire of the battlefield, yet a Far East Officer heard this unusual movement. He looked up in bewilderment and witnessed the most unforgettable scene of his life: a figure, yes, a figure, floating in the sky, its form like a ghost, its slender steel wire gleaming faintly in the sunlight.
The next second, long tubes with flames at their tails flew towards him.
"There's someone in the tree!!" The shrill scream was immediately swallowed by the exploding fireball.
More than a dozen Tank, which were originally considered promising by the Far East Army, were instantly engulfed by the explosion of the Thunder Spear, turning the Far East Soldiers inside into molten iron.
The Thunder Spear, powerful enough to easily shatter the Hardening armor of the Armored Titan Shield of Marley, was now being used to blow up Tank. And with this sudden, overhead attack, it was a guaranteed hit. Except for a few Tank that lagged behind due to their slower speed, the other dozen or so Tank were reduced to molten blocks of iron in the blink of an eye.
Not only that, the terrifying power of the Thunder Spear landing in the crowd also chilled the Far East people to the bone. Nearly a hundred elite Soldiers from Paradis Island and hundreds of Thunder Spear instantly caused the Far East people to cry out for their parents and flee in a frenzy.
Such a good opportunity was not to be missed by the Allied Army. Under the command of their Officer, they began to pursue and strike hard against the Far East bearded man.
In an instant, the countless hissing jets overhead and the sounds of pursuit from the Allied Army behind them formed a terrifying symphony for the Far East Soldiers. The few Tank that were lucky enough to escape were running at full speed, fleeing for their lives. If they didn't run, they would be treated like canned food.