The bullet precisely entered the rocket launcher barrel, directly detonating the rocket within.
With a loud boom, a rocket launcher team was blown to pieces by their own weapon.
For players with full mastery in shooting, their marksmanship may not be legendary, but they've reached a level where eight out of ten shots hit the bullseye.
He turned around, sowhat smugly, looking towards the Truth Departnt, hoping to hear so praise from the boss, but instead found Truth Departnt seriously watching the terminal in his hand.
Super Earth just logged in and imdiately got into action with this group, but actually, they had no idea who these people were until now Wildman obtained relevant information from the terminal snatched from Sword Saint.
Wildman: "You are dealing with a Cuban motorized infantry battalion, around three hundred people. According to Cuban organization, they have a chanized artillery company and an artillery battery. Don't let them widen the distance, or you'll suffer heavy losses from their artillery."
"An artillery battery? Could it be that 155 howitzer we encountered last ti?"
Truth Departnt had an ominous feeling and hurriedly dispatched the chanic to control the drones to observe the entire convoy to understand the situation.
They ran into the battalion headquarters and one of its infantry companies. It seems that the Military Technology pilots did it deliberately. These bastards probably see everything clearly through Military Technology satellites and radar and have insiders.
"It shouldn't be, but at least a few 120s, so maintain close-range combat so the rear artillery doesn't dare to fire."
Wildman asked seriously.
"Can you handle it over there? If not, I'll use my points to call in an airstrike for you."
"Calling for Eagle support just to deal with a small fry would be a disgrace to Super Earth."
Truth Departnt has already completed the situation assessnt through Sky Net.
Though it's a battalion, excluding non-combat personnel and technical troops, those actually able to engage in combat are about two hundred fifty. This infantry company they ran into has just over a hundred people; their numbers are not even lesser than their opponents. If they can't win, they might as well find a rope and hang themselves.
"Old three, take your n and launch a strong attack, pierce their defenses!"
"Ensure the completion of the task!"
"What about Jiye Team?"
"2B and I are following your orders on the edge of the battlefield."
"Find the commander of this company for , and kill him!"
"Understood."
After assigning each tactical objective, Truth Departnt shouted loudly again.
"Propaganda Departnt! Co over and check the samples!"
"Coming, coming."
The Propaganda Departnt wasn't really combat personnel. Once the battle started, he dragged the battlefield reporter under Brother Dao to stream the battlefield and sell goods.
He plopped down next to Truth Departnt, transmitted the shopping video to him, and asked confusedly.
"Boss, we only have a few thousand people. If we shout, who doesn't know about our Stealth Departnt gear, is there really a need for live streaming and selling?"
"You know nothing."
Truth Departnt spat.
"If you understood, the old man would let you work in the office, not . You only know how to play with your broken cara all day."
"Watch, once this matter is handled, I'll show you what it ans to seize business opportunities and let wealth flow in."
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The three battlefields were raging hot, with nurous battle reports being compiled in real-ti at the Night City command center, filtered for valid information by the staff and AI, then delivered to Wildman for further judgnt.
Of course, more often, it refers to the strategic plans of the big shots.
Sword Saint lured away the militia outfit patrol and helicopter forces in the Pig Bay area. Masked Rider captured the airport, while Truth Departnt was engaging with the main forces supporting Pig Bay.
Due to limited transport capacity, apart from a few of them, a major portion of the elite combat forces were deployed in the first batch.
The situation has changed significantly compared to expectations, with the opponent's support arriving faster than imagined.
The battlefield is ever-changing.
Having everything proceed according to plan would an being godlike, not human.
However, the overall situation is fairly good; Wildman's biggest concern was that these Cubans might imdiately escalate, forgoing ethics to conduct a ballistic saturation bombardnt on the Military Technology hovercraft.
Luckily, that hasn't happened, but the fact remains that players are at a nurical disadvantage. They cannot engage in attritional warfare with these Cubans here.
"We must quickly break the Cuban offensive, make them realize that losing the beachhead is a foregone conclusion, and choose to retreat to major cities to defend."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Wildman made up his mind.
"Red Barrel, bring your engineering brigade ready to land, quickly organize the construction of resurrection points and temporary ports upon reaching the target location, allowing our vehicle and armored forces to disembark."
"Brother Xun, drive your hovercar to support Masked Rider, bring along the battlefield engineers, then find a way to deploy the air defense system Masked Rider captured and construct an air defense network, preventing the Cuban Air Force from bombing us."
In Dog Town, players also seized quite a few air defense system equipnt, including missile trucks, but those things really occupied hovercraft space. They can only be transported during the second round; for now, we can only make do with the opponent's.
"What a pity..."
Wildman originally wanted Brother Ni to lead a group of high-level Stealth Departnt players for a decapitation mission, but Brother Ni seed to have found so crucial cult clues, having no ti to co to Cuba for the new version event.
Although there are other high-level Stealth Departnt players in the team, they are not quite suitable for carrying out this task.
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