Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 510 509. It’s not that we don’t develop the sky, but it’s not cost-effective, right?
At some point, the howling wind suddenly became gentle, like the wind at a time of intense temperature change in the morning or at night.

The altitude was still rising, and even Cypher felt that the body was about to be sent into the stratosphere... but obviously, the thrust of this thing was not theoretically capable of reaching this level.

So when the wind became weak, he saw from the full-circle cockpit that flares were constantly lighting up on the ground below where the wind was still lingering.

They rose high, like lighting towers hanging in the sky, but the enemies below could only watch helplessly.

Anti-aircraft guns cannot reach such a high position. Although those mounted anti-aircraft rockets can reach it, their diffusion range is obviously not enough to reach this high-speed and unscientific flying object.

Well, if we can't hit the top from below, it should be okay to throw a few iron bombs on the ground from above, right?
In the flight display interface in front of Seifer, two 500-kilogram iron bombs were ready to be dropped at any time. In order to make it easier for him to drop them, there was even a special ruler to predict the landing point.

If it is dropped from such a high altitude, the error value must be very high.

But it doesn’t matter. The key is whether we can find the bombing site.

While speeding through the sky, Cypher looked back and saw that many units were following him. Someone suddenly reminded him, "Pay attention, pay attention. There's a fortress camp in the area ahead."

The flares weren't necessarily fired from the camp, but the anti-aircraft fire that was futilely attacking things in the sky definitely meant that the enemy's main force hadn't yet fully assembled—but the camp and terrain could be destroyed.

Seifer glanced roughly at the ground and found a place that could be considered a pass fortress, and directly unhooked the mounted iron bomb.

The pitch-black thing drew an unattractive parabola in the night wind and crashed directly into the soft sand with unstoppable force.

Even at the moment it fell, the people who were firing at the artillery positions were looking at this black thing in confusion about what it was - and then it exploded.

The flames surged and expanded, rolling along the ground like wildfire, and then rose into a terrifying flame skyward, as if night had suddenly turned into day.

The huge shock wave was certainly not a child's play visual effect. It actually swept across the entire camp area. Even Seifer, who was flying in the sky, could feel the slight creaking sound of the flying wings.

The second one was thrown by Seifer into a dimly lit area in a valley. The mountain collapsed directly, and flames mixed with smoke and dust exploded, even making the teammates behind him scream and wonder what the effect was.

Haven't people in this world ever played the game of stuffing firecrackers under the dog bowl?

A line of aerial strike units soared straight forward, and then Cypher heard a few countdowns from the flying wing - it simply lost power and released its lock with Cypher's body.

The aircraft's altitude dropped suddenly. Although the main engine was still working, it was only to slow down the descent... As for those gliding wings, they might move forward a distance and eventually crash somewhere.

There was no time to grieve over the loss of the glider, as the company's mixed-unit team immediately arrived at the battlefield.

Although it is the polar night season now, it does not mean that there is no sunlight. We must break through the enemy's defense line tonight and establish a camp between the storm circle and the pole.

The mission was urgent, but not a big problem, because Cypher could already feel the ground beneath his feet begin to shake, which meant that the transformation agency's gadgets were probably nearby and ready to break out of the ground at any time.

What I need to worry about is whether I will be mistaken for an enemy and killed by the [worm]. Under the current cooperation between the companies, theoretically, it should be possible... right?

After landing, the violent shock made many mercenaries stunned for a while, and then they turned back according to the tasks of the command unit, and rushed towards the defensive camp that had been bombed before.

As an independent mercenary, Seifer did not form a team. Although he missed the feeling of forming a team with others, the company had its own rules and he could not interfere.

Just as he was planning his route, several communications came in simultaneously. A mercenary from Abian asked if he needed tactical support. They had identified several difficult-to-attack defensive camps and needed the assistance of skilled mercenaries.

There was no need for the Huanwu Group to even think about it. Gao Shan raised his voice and said to ask Sefer to go to the bomb depot. He had already found the locations of several ammunition depots and just wanted someone to set off fireworks!

As for the I/O Group, someone actually came to Cypher, saying they thought the mercenary's electronic warfare skills were very strong and hoped he could help decipher the enemy's front-line command area...

They are all pretty good. Sefer thought about it for a long time and finally decided to go with Gaoshan and his gang.

As the saying goes, firing two shots into the sky is enough to justify the salary. Who would be so bored as to give up the same pay and take on such a tough job? It would be so cool to have a bomb depot.

After hearing Cypher's answer, Gao Shan laughed and said that this was the normal state for mercenaries. Then, while Cypher was waiting for a while, three machines accelerated and rushed up, incorporating Cypher into the team.

"Everyone, please pay attention. There are seven ammunition depots and six supply warehouses in this camp area. Once all of these are destroyed, the enemy's supply lines in this area will be cut off and there will be no possibility of subsequent counterattacks."

Gao Shan finished his words and reminded Cypher, "Then Red Crossbow, your equipment is better at fighting the enemy, so the flank attack will be left to you."

Cypher thought for a few seconds: "But there are four of us."

"What happened to the four of them?"

"I want to form a three-three formation—that's not impossible. Let's do this. I'll be in charge of roaming, and you three will take turns attacking after finding the target enemy."

Cypher shook his head slightly. The four machines moved freely across the sand at night and soon approached the camp - and as expected, the threat scan revealed hostile machines.

Putting aside the firepower of autonomous action points and self-propelled aircraft, the aircraft in the early warning are operated by people, and even the feedback information is all from the madmen on the list.

As soon as the two sides met, those people arrogantly said that a mere corporate unit dared to challenge them. After the battle broke out, the scene immediately became a mess.

Arrogant guys will naturally be dealt with by bad guys. After the two sides fought for about ten seconds, the opponents were shocked to find that there were only four guys attacking them, but they were suppressing them!
Unlike those people who have poor combat skills and fight alone all year round without considering cooperation at all, corporate mercenaries will receive combat training to deal with various situations.

The logic of formation combat allows them to perform combat effectiveness far beyond that of individuals in the case of two, three or even multiple crews.

Militarize your studies, kid.

Cypher had not received any corporate training, but his spare body contained combat data and he knew how to cooperate with others in combat - so in just twenty seconds, the enemy wiped out three units.

The rest saw that things were not going well. Some bravely moved forward ready to fight to the death, while others prepared to retreat to save their lives first. Once the battle became chaotic... it would be even simpler.

Like debris thrown into a rolling hydraulic press, these guys' final struggles were completely silenced by the saturated artillery fire and turned into one of the blazing fires on the sand.

Under the night sky, flames shot up from an exploded ammunition depot - this scene was repeated over and over in this defense line that was torn apart from the rear.

With chaos in the rear, those guarding the front lines...ah, they are too busy to handle everything.

Because in the storm circle, heavy and solid mobile strongholds are advancing in clusters.

(End of this chapter)