Just as Jiang Chen and Evelyn worried about the future of Frankberg, it was late at night on the other side of the world.
It was already late May, and the air in the suburbs of Dnipropetrovsk was a bit hot.
The old church stood alone in the middle of the ruins. Perhaps because the warring parties deliberately avoided firing at it, it survived. In the cemetery behind the church, dark smoke slowly floated up. In order to prevent the plague, the citizens in the suburbs cooperated with the government army. They dragged the corpses on the battlefield here, poured gasoline on them, and burned them.
Two streets away from the church was the frontline.
The ragged old mother walked shakily on the banks of the Dnieper River where the corpses were piled up. She was already numb to the gunshots that pierced through the night sky from time to time in the distance. She mechanically touched the faces that had been soaked by the river water, muttering trivial words such as "God", "Jesus", "No", and so on.
The mother river that nurtured the people of Kane was now drowning with countless floating corpses.
Zhang Feng sighed and raised his hand to press on the outside of his helmet.
"Area A05, a civilian was found … Who is going to pull her back."
After he ended the communication, he looked at the time on his watch and saw that it was time to change shifts. He switched the communication to the team channel.
"Okay, guys, pack up and get ready to change."
"Roger."
Soon, the team sent by the civilian armed forces took over the defense area from Zhang Feng's hands. Several militias in worker uniforms set up machine guns behind the bunker and seemed to be very professional in their posts. However, Zhang Feng knew very well that except for the captain leading the team, these people probably just joined the army and didn't even receive formal training.
However, although he knew this, he didn't say anything.
Why does it matter? Anyway, the situation on the other side was similar. The veterans ran out of luck, and it was time for the new recruits. At least the morale of the civilian armed forces was high. They were fighting for freedom.
At least they thought so.
Out of kindness, when he left, Zhang Feng patted the shoulder of the Ukrainian and pointed to the ruins on the other side of the river.
"Three o 'clock direction, the firing point of the government army."
The captain in the gray sweater looked at the other side of the river and grinned.
"Thank you."
"Good luck —"
"BOOM!"
Before Zhang Feng could finish his sentence, the roar of the cannons interrupted his blessing.
The two of them instinctively bent down to protect their eyes from the rubble falling from the ceiling. The glass on the window was shattered into pieces, and the machine gunner cursed in horror as he shrank into a corner.
"Damn it, cough cough — what are they doing?"
After choking on the dust, the captain straightened his body and shook off the dirt on his arms. He quickly walked to the window and looked at the shallow river. His eyes suddenly widened and he subconsciously cursed, "F * ck …"
Tanks and armored vehicles formed a torrent of steel. Accompanied by the roar of artillery, they attacked the defensive line on the other side of the river from the shoal. The soldiers shouted "Hurrah" and held their rifles in front of their chests. Their footsteps followed the roaring torrent of steel, crossing the burning ruins and charging towards the smoke-filled position.
The machine gunners on both sides unleashed their firepower at each other. The orange-yellow trajectories flew randomly above the Dnieper River and tore the quiet night sky into pieces. On the other side of the river, more than a dozen transport helicopters had already broken through the flank of the Ukrainian government army under the escort of armed helicopters.
On the other side of the window, Zhang Feng stared blankly at the street in the distance.
"Sir?" Sergey walked to Zhang Feng's side and asked him with his eyes.
Just when Zhang Feng was about to answer "I don't know", the signal light in his field of vision flickered slightly, and the holographic image of the commander appeared on the left side of his field of vision. Zhang Feng raised his hand and stopped Sergey's words. He walked to the side and silently listened to the commander's order. He saluted and shouted, "Yes, sir!"
Sergey and Hans looked at each other before they stood up straight and looked at their captain who was walking towards them.
Zhang Feng took a deep look at his team members, took a deep breath, and said.
"Sorry, guys, the activity in a moment has been canceled."
"Ten minutes ago, the Celestial Trade General Command Headquarters issued the highest combat order, ordering the frontline forces to cooperate with the civilian armed forces, take down Dnipropetrovsk Airport before dawn, and push our line of defense to the city center."
"It's time to end this war. Let's cross the river and take care of those idiots."
"The final stop is the airport. You have one minute to check your equipment! Now follow me to the first checkpoint, move! Quick! Quick! Quick! "
The air filled with the smell of gunpowder blew into their faces and blew away everyone's remaining sleepiness. Behind the first echelon of troops, Celestial Trade soldiers in kinetic skeletons rushed out of the bunker and pushed through the shoal area full of track marks at an abnormal speed.
Flames flickered in the air. Aurora-20s and F18s were entangled above the clouds, and it didn't take long for the F18s to rain death.
The anti-air firepower deployed by the Ukrainian Army in the east of the city was already marked by the Celestial Trade Special Forces in K2 kinetic skeletons, and they were smashed into scrap metal by tungsten balls falling from the sky. Under the cover of optical invisibility, they moved like ghosts on the battlefield. Even though the Crow Army had deployed a large number of infrared sensors on the frontlines, these veterans still managed to evade them with their rich experience.
In just ten minutes, five Aurora-20s had seized control of the air from the Kane Army. The bombs dropped from the sky set off a series of explosions in the city, clearing the way for the First Armored Brigade of the civilian armed forces to charge recklessly.
The fierce battle seemed to have shaken the clouds in the sky, and the originally clear night sky began to drizzle.
Arrow's armed helicopters appeared in the northern part of the city and tried to outflank the civilian armed forces. However, without air supremacy, they were as powerless as a chicken under the claws of an eagle. They didn't even need to use missiles. The Aurora-20s fired, and the armed helicopters that were exposed on the radar tilted their heads and smashed into the tall buildings on the side.
"Dammit! Did they bring all the tanks here? These lunatics! " Crawling behind the line of defense, the Ukrainian soldiers used their rifles to vent their weak firepower. They shouted in horror, "Where are our anti-air cannons? Who can take care of those aircraft- "
Before he finished, a bomb landed on top of their line of defense. When the smoke dissipated, his unrecognizable corpse was already hanging on a billboard ten meters away.
It wasn't just the Ukrainian Army that suffered, but the Arrow mercenaries that supported the battle also suffered.
Unlike the temporarily armed refugees and European volunteers on the northern front, they were sent by Arrow to defend the city due to the importance they attached to the city. They were all veterans from the Iran-Iraq War. After fighting two asymmetric wars, it was the first time they tasted the feeling of being on the losing side.
The strong people still resisted in vain, and the mentally fragile people cried out the name of God and even forgot to resist.
In half an hour, the Ukrainian Army lost two armored brigades, and the civilian armed forces only paid the price of less than 20 tanks to push the battle line forward by two kilometers.
Flames covered the entire city. The Ukrainian Army, who already understood that they couldn't win, began to flee. The first to flee was the Arrow mercenaries. They had no sense of honor for this war that belonged to others, so they naturally didn't feel any guilt when they fled.
Then the government soldiers also began to flee. Many of them were forced into the army. When they saw their commander was killed, almost everyone chose to take off their uniforms and hide in nearby houses.
Looking at the battlefield with binoculars, a joyful smile appeared on the face of the civilian armed commander.
Anyone could see that there was no suspense in this war.
Victory was only a matter of time.
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