The scene of interstellar warriors lying all over the place in a tragic state of dismemberment stunned Arno Chinko.
These are actual interstellar warriors!
Can they really be hacked down like this?
How long has it been since the battle started!
Just a quick count of the bodies here, and there must be sixty of them?
Among them, the Blood Shark warriors number less than ten.
The disparity in combat power is a bit too great.
However, the battle is not over yet.
Arno can still hear the sounds of gunfire not far away, unending.
The Blood Sharks are still fiercely attacking the core area of the Wuji Palace.
Meanwhile, the sound of artillery bombardment also descended.
This is the Allianceâs full-scale assault!
It should be emphasized that the Allianceâs goal is not just Yinbasim; they wonât be satisfied with merely a decapitation strike. They intend to completely destroy all military forces under Yinbasim to pave the way for a subsequent proxy government to assume power.
Thus, the hundreds of thousands of auxiliary forces surrounding Wuji Palace are an unavoidable target.
The main force tasked with dealing with them is over twenty thousand troops deployed by the Alliance, but itâs not just these troops.
A combined army made up of sixteen capital defense divisions will also join the fight. These are officers of the Wuji Star Defense Army who are bound to side with the Alliance.
Of course, these sixteen divisions, totaling more than three hundred thousand troops, are not enough in quantity and cannot be deployed into battle tonight. Most of the forces were not informed in advance that the Alliance would act tonight.
Although Yinbasim is blind and deaf in intelligence, he is still human. He keeps a close watch on the Defense Army near the capital of Wuji Star. A large-scale mobilization beforehand would surely alert him.
At this time, only one division has truly been mobilized to take action tonight.
However, the firepower of this Defense Army division is particularly fierce. Before the battle, they secretly deployed artillery, rocket launchers, and even missile launch bases.
All firing parameters were preset in advance.
When the time came, the firepower covered!
By worldly standards, the solar auxiliary army is definitely considered an elite force.
But no matter how elite they are, at this moment they were in a non-combat state and suffered a ferocious bombardment, heavy losses are inevitable. No matter how elite, itâs of no use.
Though deep into the night, there are a considerable number of night patrol teams and guards on duty, but what can they do against fierce firepower launched from tens of kilometers away?
They themselves were even the primary targets of the first wave of strikes!
The first wave of attacks also focused on command posts, radar monitoring areas, and the like.
The second wave of attacks was directed at weapons depots, garages, airports, and such.
For soldiers and troops to exert combat power, they need equipment. Various artillery, reconnaissance, armored vehicles, and aircraft are the core of it all.
In the second wave of fire coverage, these resources suffered considerable losses.
The third wave of firepower then landed on personnel-dense areas.
Most of the solar auxiliary army was still resting at this moment. Suddenly struck by artillery fire, even with barracks, they couldnât protect their lives under such intense firepower.
After three rounds of intensive fire strikes, the Alliance forces and a native quick reaction division that defected from Wuji Star entered the scene.
Their objective was very clear: head straight for the critical parts of the solar auxiliary army.
Still targeting various command centers of the solar auxiliary army, from the army group level to the division level, all fell within their rapid strike range.
In the prior round of fire bombardment, these units wouldnât be completely destroyed. Ensuring they couldnât react and couldnât organize their forces for resistance or counter-attack was most crucial.
The toughest problems were handled by the Allianceâs Glory Guard Corps. These elite warriors of the Alliance, fully equipped with Feedback-Type Power Armor, had no problem fulfilling the planned tasks.
In Arno Chinkoâs communication channel, all he heard was good news.
The solar auxiliary army basically had no way to organize effective resistance under such circumstances.
At least not before daybreak.
And after daybreak, at least fifteen native Defense Army divisions could join the battle; by the day after, the number would rise to thirty-six divisions.
Adding up to six to seven hundred thousand troops.
Even though the number of native units is 50% more than the solar auxiliary army, if it comes to a fight, they would still probably be easily crushedâif not for tonightâs night raid.
But considering tonightâs raid, who knows how much manpower and technical equipment the solar auxiliary army would lose. Itâs uncertain how theyâll fare against the six hundred to seven hundred thousand afterward.
No matter; even if itâs not a clean fight, they will eventually meet their defeat.
What is the ocean of peopleâs war? If these six or seven hundred thousand canât take it, in another month, there might be six or seven million ârebelsâ piled up here!
Yinbasim has done too many bad things on Wuji Star, heâs practically friendless.
At this point, no one would help him.
Arno considered the battle outside no longer worth paying attention to. His gaze returned to the depths of the Wuji Palace.
He intended to lead his men in continued support.
Although the initial assault by the Blood Shark soldiers seemed very successful, the subsequent situation was still unpredictable.
In any case, now that heâs here, he might as well feel involved.
Then, he saw over a dozen Dragon Elephant War Machines approaching from the sky.
The chaotic defense system of the Wuji Palace had no reaction to the approaching aircraft.
Their defense systems had been paralyzed, and as Arno understood, at least thirty Blood Shark warriors had previously attacked those air defense systems.
One after another, interstellar warriors in gradually transitioning paint from dull yellow to dark red jumped off the Dragon Elephant War Machines.
They were warriors from the Phoenix Subgroup .
The Yellow Springs Seagulls recognized that Arno and his men on the ground were allies; they didnât make any reckless moves but also paid them no mind.
A hundred interstellar warriors formed a tight formation and swiftly charged toward the center of the battle.
Arno, left behind, smiled wryly.
It seemed his efforts were redundant indeed.
The seventy-odd Blood Sharks were certainly not the full force; support troops were already prepared long ago, so they didnât really need the thousand men he had brought.
...
"If you guys had been any later, you would have only seen the corpses of these scumbags."
Xie Hong, the commander of the ninth company of the Blood Shark Battle Group, said this to Gaspard Marchan, who was approaching swiftly from behind.
Marchan, the commander of the sixth company of Yellow Springs Seagull, muttered, "I came as fast as I could. I knew you wouldnât stay put. But you should have waited a bit longer for us, so you wouldnât lose ten warriors in vain."
He was somewhat displeased.
The two were well acquainted, not merely from becoming interstellar warriors. After all, they belonged to different battle groups, and even if they were friendly, they couldnât be too close.
However, before becoming interstellar warriors, they were âold classmates.â
Both emerged from the Allianceâs secret interstellar soldier training base.
As the name implies, that base specialized in training new blood for interstellar warriors, where they would learn, train, and based on their talents and personalities, be assigned to the battle group best suited to them.
The two went their separate ways at the last hurdle.