The first contact with the Wanderer tank was on the street near the bridge along the river.
After seeing the Wanderer tank, the Tiger II that was providing cover for the infantry immediately aimed the Type-50 electromagnetic pulse cannon, and the side of the barrel suddenly flashed with a dazzling electric arc.
The orange-red arc hit the Wanderer tank, but the projectile did not hit the armor. Instead, it drew a strange arc in front of the tank armor and plunged into the dilapidated building next to the street.
The cylindrical projectile was transformed into a superconductor under the action of a special field. At the moment it approached the electromagnetized armor, due to the Meissner effect, it was bounced to the side by the magnetic field generated by the diamagnetic superconducting current in the superconductor. This was why the Wanderer tank was known as the king of land combat. Metal warheads were ineffective, and insulated warheads could not penetrate armor. Even NATO's most powerful armored force did not dare to touch it.
Without thinking of relying on the electromagnetic pulse cannon to destroy the target, the Tiger II quickly retreated to the corner of the street with the smoke raised by the explosion. The infantry scattered into the buildings on both sides of the street to avoid the machine gun bullets that penetrated the smoke.
However, the escape of the Tiger II did not go as planned.
The 2kg rapid-fire electromagnetic pulse cannon, as the Wanderer's coaxial secondary cannon, sprayed high-speed projectiles and created a row of thumb-sized bullet holes on the lower plate of the Tiger II, removing the right track.
"Abandon the vehicle! Quick! "
The tank had lost its mobility. The commander roared, opened the roof, and climbed out of the vehicle. The gunner and machine gunner crawled out of the vehicle, but before they could climb out, an arc of light flickered in the smoke not far away. The high-temperature particles passed through the curtain of snow and melted a terrifying hole in the side armor of the Tiger II. It pierced through the power module and directly caused the nuclear fusion core to explode.
The aftermath of the small nuclear explosion blew away the snow and cement blocks on the entire street. Behind the dispersed dust stood the hideous muzzle.
The main cannon of the Wanderer tank – Type-52 particle cannon!
The sound of artillery came from the distance, and the incendiary bombs covered the area. However, in this howling snowstorm, the fire did not last long. It ran over the wreckage of the Tiger II, and the Northern Alliance Area infantry that ended their concealment followed behind the Wanderer and pushed the battle line forward.
Through the image taken by the drone from a distance, Wang Zhaowu overlooked all this with a gloomy expression.
The snowstorm kneaded the picture into a white "paste", but from the light and shadow moving forward, he could still distinguish that the Second Army's line of defense was being squeezed backward.
Strategically, NAC was undoubtedly successful. The laser array air defense vehicle could effectively counter the Aurora-20, but it could not protect the entire supply line of more than 700 kilometers. Wang Zhaowu played to his strengths and assigned more than 20 Aurora-20s to disrupt the Northern Alliance Area's supply line. It was unlikely to completely cut off the supply line, but it was more than enough to severely hinder the supply efficiency.
On the other hand, the Second Division's supply line was only a mere two hundred kilometers from Hongcheng, which was next to Wu City. Whether it was artillery support or ammunition, they were quite abundant. As long as the position was stabilized, the first to collapse would be the Northern Alliance Area that came from afar!
However, the commander of the 1st Legion was not an idiot. He was well aware of his disadvantage in terms of supplies. The First Legion did not intend to use conservative tactics from the beginning. Instead, they used skirmish tactics to disperse NAC's artillery support and compete with NAC's infantry for control of the area. At the same time, they pushed their strongest armored force to the front of the battlefield and penetrated the strongest position of NAC's defense line.
Just as Wang Zhaowu stared at the holographic screen and fell into deep thought, an officer in a winter suit lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in. He walked to Wang Zhaowu's side with a stern look, saluted, and reported.
"According to the response of the frontline troops, the effect of the incendiary bombs did not meet expectations. The snowstorm outside is too strong, and the temperature is too low … If this continues, it will be difficult for us to hold the line of defense in front of the bridge."
Wang Zhaowu looked at the holographic screen and switched to the tactical map of Wu City.
A green line ran along a few kilometers from the mouth of the Han River into the Yangtze River, crossed the bridge, and separated the northern suburbs of Wu City controlled by the Northern Alliance Area. The forces of both sides were evenly distributed on both sides of the Han River. If the bridge in the middle of the battle line was lost, NAC could only shrink the line of defense, retreat to the entrance of the Han River into the Yangtze River, and engage in close combat with the Northern Alliance Area in the urban area of Wu City.
The closer to the city center, the taller the buildings were, and the less effective the support artillery was. This would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of NAC's defense.
Retreat?
Or defend?
Wang Zhaowu clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms bulged.
In terms of personal force, the average of his three attributes could even reach a terrifying 40, but the so-called bravery was quite ridiculous on the battlefield of army-level combat. Even if the muscle strength and agility reached the limit that humans could achieve, it was impossible to be stronger than half of a Death Claw. Even the Mother of Death Claw could not withstand a 10-kilogram bomb from the Type-50 Electromagnetic Pulse Cannon.
Just as he was about to order to defend the line of defense, a soldier suddenly broke into the command room, saluted before Wang Zhaowu frowned, and reported while gasping for air.
"Report."
"What's the matter?"
"AS Order has arrived in the southern suburbs of Wanghai, accompanied by the Chief of Staff, Han Junhua!"
Wang Zhaowu's eyes widened slightly, and a hint of joy flashed in his pupils. Although AS Order couldn't get too close, the heavy electromagnetic pulse cannon hanging at the bottom could bombard the positions of the Northern Alliance Area from a super-long distance, which could still create some psychological pressure on the "barbarians".
"What did the Chief of Staff say?"
"The Chief of Staff brought the order from the General, requesting to take over the command of the Second Division and directly command all the officers and soldiers of the Second Division."
With a slight frown, the joy faded from his face, and Wang Zhaowu looked hesitant.
It was not that he didn't want to give up power. All the power he had came from the General's trust. If Jiang Chen ordered him to hand over the military power in his hands, he wouldn't hesitate at all. But he was doubtful whether changing the command right in the middle of a war would really have a positive effect.
And although Han Junhua had some ability, after all, she once stood on the opposite side of NAC …
Wang Zhaowu didn't give an answer. Instead, he grabbed the phone and called the General's Office. Out of loyalty to NAC, he needed to ask Jiang Chen for the authenticity of the order.
The call was quickly connected.
However, what surprised him was that the order was indeed given by Jiang Chen.
Give the command to Han Junhua.
Jiang Chen repeated this sentence.
After he hung up the phone, Wang Zhaowu looked at the soldier and said in a deep voice.
"Pass my order, all combat units of the Second Division will completely obey the command of Chief of Staff Han!"
"Roger!" The soldier saluted and immediately ran out of the command post.
Wang Zhaowu glanced at the holographic screen, sighed, and sat back in his chair.
In such a large-scale battle, and with the strength of the two sides being evenly matched, this was the best he could do.
He hoped that the Chief of Staff, who was an officer before the war, could bring a turning point to the war …
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