The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 249 The Living Saint VS. the Titan Legion!

"Damn it, by the Emperor's name! That Bull Lord from the Wuxiao Empire is turning in his grave!"

"A monster! What kind of monster is that? What exactly did that soldier turn into?!"

When the Holy Son finally and magnificently transformed into a living saint, the group of Black Hawk soldiers who had been mourning the enemy's hero were all dumbfounded.

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?
They just finished deceiving our feelings, and then they turned around and cheated right in front of us. They're not even pretending anymore!

What kind of nonsense is this? What kind of weird thing did they just create?

Most of the senior officers knew that the guy who had suddenly come back to life in front of them must have transformed into a living saint. For a moment, many officers couldn't help but curse him in their hearts.

I don't know what kind of gods those Cambrian Empires are. Why did they have to cause trouble now of all times, creating a living saint on the spot!

How are they supposed to fight now?
In comparison, most ordinary soldiers didn't really understand what a living saint was. Many of them used to think it was some kind of super black technology from the Cambrian Empire.

In particular, the Black Hawk Empire would never publicize the original state of the Living Saint. They would only say that the Cambrian Empire, under the guise of faith, had actually cultivated a group of super mages or created some cyborgs.

Regardless of whether such claims are true or not, ordinary soldiers believe whatever they hear, especially when all the sources around them say the same thing; it's hard for them not to believe it.

So much so that when they saw the enemy in front of them suddenly undergo a magnificent transformation, they were all stunned for a moment, and many of them were shaken.

After all, in the Empire's propaganda, they have always claimed that various beliefs in gods are heretical, a sign of ignorance and backwardness, and that believing in gods will not bring any help.

But the guy in front of me has grown wings and come back to life right in front of me. Isn't that enough help?

For a moment, some soldiers' resolve wavered, and they felt as if they had been deceived!
Compared to the silent shock on the Black Hawk Empire's side, the players were equally shocked.

However, while the players remained outwardly silent, they were secretly causing an uproar in the chat area!
Rice Noodle Roll Cat: [Okay, okay, finally you're not acting anymore, right? We agreed we'd all be ordinary soldiers, how did you suddenly become a Primogen?]

The Celestial Venerable Knows Me: [This is a blatant cheat! So this game really does have a hidden class for living saints?]

Veteran10086: [Dude, you know me, I don't usually ask for favors! But please, lend me your "Saintly" class, let me log into your account!]

……

Looking at the pile of messages in the chat area, the Holy Son was completely satisfied.

He had spent so much time with the Church of Winter, but he hadn't even mastered the chanting. He finally managed to escape to fight, but those church protectors were stealing his kills, which made him extremely unhappy!
Now he has finally become a living saint, and he has redeemed himself!

However, as he looked at the desolate battlefield before him, he suddenly felt a sense of unease.

"Holy crap, I just realized, where did all my teammates go?"

Looking at the various plane wreckages on the battlefield, and the huge pile of tanks that had turned into fragments but were still burning fiercely, the Holy Son, who had just become a living saint, felt his heart sink.

He was so engrossed in his charge that he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings. But now, looking back, he realized that all his teammates were dead. Was the Titan Legion's firepower really that insane?

Clearly, the Titan Legion's damage output is truly insane!
The 380mm cannons, which were directly taken from warships, are of course not worth mentioning. One shot from one of those cannons would probably destroy any tank on the spot.

In addition to this, the 100mm cannons positioned in front of the Titan Legion also possess extremely powerful firepower.

With the addition of other armored units and infantry, as well as the mutual fire support between different Titans, taking down dozens of tanks in a few minutes is not a difficult task at all!
To put it bluntly, with just this Titan Legion blocking the way, no matter how many Cambrian Empire's conventional armored forces charged forward, they would not be able to hold out!

The special laser crystals on these Titan mechs are also extremely lethal to air force units; in fact, they are much more effective at destroying aircraft than airships!

Large airships typically have a void shield that can withstand laser attacks for a period of time. As long as the shield's energy is not depleted, it cannot truly harm the airship.

However, compared to ordinary aircraft, the aircraft are much more fragile, even those piloted by players.

Some players didn't even have a chance to activate their repair skills; their planes were just diving forward when they were instantly shot down by lasers!
"Damn it, let's fight them!"

After checking his merit points, the Holy Son gritted his teeth, spread his wings made of ice, and swooped down towards the Titan Legion in the distance.

It takes a lot of effort to become a living saint, but to use that ability to run away right away is just too low.

Although it costs 1000 merit points to revive a living saint each time, which is extremely expensive, with his current powerful output ability, as long as he finds the right target and fires a couple of shots, he is guaranteed to earn those 1000 merit points.

Of course, one of the biggest drawbacks of the profession of "living saint" is that their survivability is not strong enough.

To be precise, compared to the various tanky classes in the minds of players, this class is just too fragile.

Every living saint possesses extremely abnormal output capabilities, but they are still just mortal beings. In this respect, they are far inferior to the Bretonnian Footwash Knights in Warhammer Fantasy!

The Bretonnian Knights of the Footwashing Water tribe could take cannonballs in the face, but these living saints could be assassinated by the enemy with a single shot, or even die on the spot!

Of course, the ice and snow surrounding his body, as well as his frost armor, were enough to protect him from ordinary bullets.

If a sharpshooter could kill him with a single shot under the cover of such a blizzard and armor, that would be too outrageous, especially since the living saint was flying at high speed!
Experiencing his current feelings, the Holy Son suddenly thought of Saint Sophia, whom he had met before.

At that time, he didn't realize anything was wrong, but now he also feels that this living saint's habits are really strange.

Although the war sleds that cleared the way through ice and snow looked cool, what's the point of having war sleds if they can all grow wings and fly in the sky?
Having the means to fly but choosing to play with war sleds, it's no wonder they got wiped out by enemy artillery fire!

He couldn't help but complain a couple of times, but in his heart he thanked Saint Sophia for the gold coins she had given him.

If that living saint hadn't fought so recklessly that he was ultimately killed by enemy fire, he probably wouldn't have obtained this holy remains.

Without the Holy Relic, he was not qualified to become a living saint at all. It was just a lucky accident that he picked up someone else's equipment and instantly transformed into a big shot!

Just then, he suddenly noticed that the red crystal on the Titan mech in the distance was lighting up!
"Holy crap! Activate your shields right now!"

Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly activated the Crystal Barrier skill, and a large area of ​​ice formed a solid crystalline shield, firmly enveloping his entire body.

After activating the shield, he clearly felt his movement speed slow down considerably, but when the laser struck him, he found that the enemy's laser did not cause any damage.

This shield seemed to not only help him defend against the enemy's physical attacks, but also deflect the energy of the laser in all directions, instantly turning the originally thick red laser into one small laser beam after another.

It was fortunate that he had no teammates around him; otherwise, if those small lasers had swept over him, his teammates would have been attacked on the spot.

However, seeing the shield he had summoned rapidly dissipating, the Holy Son knew that he could no longer continue to passively take the beating!

Hurry up and give them a good beating! We need to at least earn enough merit points for resurrection!
Aiming at the Titan at the very front of the enemy team, the Holy Son immediately used the Lethal Frost skill.

Large swathes of frost fell from the sky, coalescing into a long, thin snow tornado, like countless sharp knives slowly torturing the enemy Titan.

However, these attacks did not seem to cause much damage to the Titan's armor.

Although each frost could leave a shallow scratch on the Titan's armor, it was clear that the Titan's armor was simply too thick.

Fortunately, these frosts themselves don't move very fast, so the enemy's Void Shield doesn't seem to be able to stop them. Otherwise, if there were another Void Shield to intercept these frosts, this skill would be completely unusable!
However, at the same time, this frost also seems to be having a freezing effect on the Titans.

But clearly, this steel behemoth is not afraid of freezing. Its interior must be thick enough and equipped with a temperature control device, so the freezing outside will not affect the driver inside.

Otherwise, such a massive steel behemoth would have problems with heat dissipation!

"Okay, it seems that the Living Saint is more suited to large-area damage and not suitable for attacking single targets, at least not for dealing with this kind of super heavily armored single target!"

The Holy Son kept this in mind and decided to turn back and write a guide to becoming a living saint to sell.

As of now, I'm the only one in the entire game who has become a living saint; other players haven't yet found a way to unlock this hidden class.

But that doesn't stop him from writing a strategy guide to tantalize his teammates and show off in front of others!
If you get good equipment in a game, what's the difference between you and someone who wears fine clothes in the dark if you don't show it off to your teammates?
"Damn it, are we just going to let this guy scratch my Titan's armor?"

General Baker roared angrily from inside his Titan mech, feeling deeply insulted by the enemy's frost attack!

He hated these kinds of ridiculous tricks and gimmicks the most, whether they were from the empire's wizards or the Cambrian Empire's living saints; he didn't like them much.

Seeing the guy he had killed suddenly resurrect and then flaunt his magic in front of him, he was furious.

He certainly respects warriors, but if that warrior is on the enemy's side, it's better for him to die quickly.

Now, this brute has not only been resurrected as a living saint, but he's also like an unkillable cockroach, constantly harassing him and causing him a lot of trouble.

The other mechs also tried to focus their laser fire on this side, but the Holy Son was not stupid at all.

He didn't give the other mechs a chance to fire their lasers, but instead dove downwards at top speed, landing at the other end of the Titan mech at the forefront of the enemy formation.

Didn't you have laser anti-aircraft firepower? If you're so capable, then fire it this way!
Let's see if their lasers can hit us, or if they'll wear down the Titan's Void Shield first.

Clearly, the pilots in these Titan legions were relatively principled and did not directly attack their own teammates.

However, attacking their teammates at this time would only cause unnecessary trouble and would be pointless, as the enemy is well hidden and cannot be hit no matter how they attack.

The machine guns and several cannons on the side of the Titan also opened fire in this direction. During the previous battle, they had not noticed that the Titan actually had so many weapons!
Clearly, these Titans' legs concealed a large number of weapons, whether in the turrets with translucent glass or in other parts.

Even a part that looks like a joint, but is actually a fake joint, is an armored turret!
According to current research, attacking the joints can indeed be effective in dealing with these Black Hawk Empire mechs, but hitting the joints is not so easy.

When most mech units are moving, their mechanical legs move around, making them difficult to lock onto from a distance by anti-armor fire.

Even if their mechanical legs are successfully locked, the joints are often protected by additional armor, making it not so easy to destroy them.

In other words, if they can penetrate the armor protection of the joints, they can attack the front of the mech, since the armor protection on both sides is basically the same.

The overwhelming firepower made the Saint player feel a little uncomfortable. As a large number of bullets clattered against his shield, he felt as if his shield was about to collapse at any moment.

Overall, his shield is still quite strong.

Although most of it had been melted by the laser, and some small cracks had appeared on the shield under continuous bullet attacks, the shield was still incredibly sturdy.

Looking at a convoy that was advancing alongside Titan in the distance, the Holy Son gently raised his hand and unleashed the Winter's Fury skill in that direction.

Compared to the previous Deadly Frost, which tended to target single units in a small area, Winter's Fury now covers a large area with ice and snow.

At first, he thought it was spectacular that the Cambrian Empire's living saint could create a snowy landscape with a wave of his hand, but now, he only needs to tap a skill to release a snowy landscape.

A blizzard with a range of at least 100 meters swept in and instantly engulfed the convoy that was driving by.

The soldiers on top of the truck didn't even have time to jump off before they were frozen solid into ice sculptures halfway down the road, and the truck itself was completely destroyed.

Seeing everything in this vast area reduced to ice and snow, and glancing at his accumulated merits, the Holy Son gasped in shock.

Wow, that's fierce!

He used to think that the 1000 merit points required to resurrect a living saint were very expensive, but now it seems that the 1000 merit points are nothing at all!
Just now, his skill dealt nearly 2000 merit points in damage. After all, his Wrath of Winter had almost instantly wiped out an entire enemy company.

If the Black Hawk Empire's formation hadn't been relatively dispersed during the attack, his attack might have killed even more people!
Suddenly, an entire company was frozen into ice sculptures by the enemy without any explanation, with only a few lucky ones on the edge of the group surviving.

The horrific scene dealt a severe blow to the morale of the Black Hawk Empire's army.

They are capable of facing formidable enemies and dare to confront any foe who challenges the authority of the empire.

But isn't this living saint a bit too much?
Shouldn't those mage masters find a way to hunt this thing down?
Boom!

A loud bang suddenly rang out, and one of the Titan mechs seemed to have finally lost its temper and fired a shot at the Holy Son.

When the 380mm naval guns fired, the noise was earth-shattering, and the huge muzzle flashes seemed to illuminate the area in front of the Titan for a moment.

However, this 380mm shell obviously couldn't hit the living saint who was flying around in the sky; the shell was more of a venting of anger.

The shell fired, but the living saint was unharmed. Instead, the shell blasted a large crater in front of the column, almost affecting their own armored troops who were advancing.

"Heh, even if you use a cannon to kill a mosquito, you still have to be able to hit the target!"

Glancing at the giant cannonball that had just flown past him, the Holy Son calmly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still relentlessly mocking him.

A mere battleship shell is nothing to a saint like me!
Clearly, the Black Hawk armored forces, who had almost been caught in the crossfire, quickly contacted the Titan mechs on the other side, or rather, protested to those guys.

Even if a living saint is difficult to deal with, they still need to follow some rules when fighting, right?

If this continues, they might not be killed by the enemy, but instead die at the hands of their own teammates!

"One more shot, and it's you guys!"

After glancing at an armored unit and accompanying infantry on the other side, the Holy Son swooped down towards them again, preparing his now-cooled Winter's Fury.

This spell is better; it covers a large area at once.

However, whether it was because it failed to upgrade or for some other reason, while Saint Sophia could change the celestial phenomena on the spot when using this spell, he could only change the celestial phenomena in a small area.

If you compare them, what the other person fired was a heavy artillery shell, while what he threw was a hand grenade.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a strangely dressed guy in the group pointing a staff at him!

Oh no, mage!
He suddenly realized that the Black Hawk Empire seemed to have a team of mages specifically for hunting down living saints. Could it be that the Titan Legion in front of him also had a team of them?
The next moment, he suddenly felt his vision blur, like after eating an Inspiration Mushroom. At the same time, his system displayed two notifications:

[Warning: Player is experiencing mental pollution!]

[The Goddess of Winter bestows her blessing upon you; to counteract mental pollution, the player automatically enters a state of battle-inducing obsession!]

"Wait, what's going on? What kind of bizarre move is this now?"

Good heavens, it's both mental pollution and mind-blowing fighting spirit; the two sides are busy tug-of-war inside his body.
However, the Holy Son quickly understood the specific operation of this wave, because after entering the state of being obsessed with battle intent, he actually entered an automatic combat state that he could not escape!
In this state, everything around him became like a slow-motion shot; whether it was the bullets and shells fired by the enemy or the Titan Legion moving forward, everything became extremely slow.

In this posture, he could cast spells or move with extreme ease. Before the enemy could react, he had already flown to who-knows-where!
But at the same time, he found that after entering a state of battle-obsessed mind, he seemed to have completely become a reckless brute!
It's like the legendary Khorne followers who, after being blessed with great power, suddenly lost control, their minds filled with nothing but killing, killing, killing, and no other thoughts.

That's his current state. Even though he keeps trying to control his body, once he enters the AFK (away from keyboard) mode, he's completely transformed into a reckless brute, charging straight at the enemies below.

As he watched helplessly as bullets rained down from all directions, and as he entered the substitute fighting mode, not only did he remove his shield, but he even soared and traversed through the hail of bullets. The Holy Son was astonished!
He didn't know what to say. Should he praise the substitute's excellent skills, or should he say that he was reckless in this state?
It was like bullet time; despite the constant barrage of bullets and shells coming from all around, he managed to narrowly dodge these deadly attacks each time.

Even more than that.

During flight, his enormous wings, made of ice, could swish away a whole bunch of bullets and shells with just a spin!

This was the first time he had ever known that his wings could be used not only for flapping to fly, but also as a shield!
Another wave of Winter's Fury flashed by, and the three advancing Dauntless mechs were unable to dodge in time, instantly freezing into a large block of ice.

Seeing that the armor was completely frozen, with the surface even forming a large ice shell, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the armored soldiers hiding inside.

Perhaps the armored soldiers here once had a great record of victories, or were even ace pilots of the Black Hawk Empire.

But all of this is meaningless in the face of an enemy as supermodel as the Living Saint.

Faced with such a terrifying enemy, no matter what kind of armored soldiers they are, they would be doomed, unless they could drive a Titan, in which case they might have a fighting chance!
When the mechs are covered in ice and snow, the pilots inside are in a terrible situation.

In such extremely low temperatures, this iron shell is an iron coffin.

Hiding in here is practically the same as hiding in a refrigerator, but then again, if they were hit by this attack from outside, they would be frozen into ice sculptures instantly.

"Wow, was my performance really that bad?"

Seeing his own actions suddenly become incredibly skillful after entering a state of intense battle intent, the Holy Son was momentarily filled with doubt about the meaning of life.

Damn it, is this the difference between an average player and a pro?

The combat AI in this game is really something; it can control his combat mode so flexibly!
Even now, the Holy Son has not realized that his current state can actually be described as being boosted by a top player.

He still thought he was simply being possessed by AI.

Just as he launched his desperate dive toward a Titan, the surrounding Titan mechs seemed to have finally adjusted their formation.

One red crystal after another lit up, and thick laser beams shot from all directions, converging on him.

Although he had activated his shield in time under automatic combat, it seemed to be of little use against so many lasers.

"Come on, let's run! What are we waiting for here?"

Seeing that his shield was about to be destroyed, but he was still charging forward in automatic combat mode, he couldn't help but want to complain.

It's hard to say whether this "battle spirit superstition" buff is good or bad. The details of the operation are perfect, but it's also too reckless!
At this moment, he could only say that he felt the system AI was even more reckless than he, the player!

In the blink of an eye, the shield he was wearing melted away.

When the laser beam struck him, several sections of his body were instantly devoured. But just before he was about to die, an astonishing burst of energy erupted from his body.

A vast expanse of ice, centered on itself, instantly swept across the surrounding area, and the overwhelming snow and ice enveloped everything nearby.

This included the Caesar-class Titan he was about to dive towards.

"Alright, it's over. Although the boosting was a bit of a rip-off, it earned us over 4000 merit points this time, so it was worth it!"

Seeing his merit points explode in an instant, he was extremely excited.

This is the first time he has successfully accumulated so many merits, and he doesn't even know how to spend them!
Even if it's specifically for the resurrection of living saints, these merits are enough for him to resurrect many times. After all, in addition to the merits earned by the substitute player, he also made several attacks himself and earned quite a lot of merits.

"Um... but it seems this resurrection deployment can't be deployed in its original location?"

"Why is it still the same old rule? We can only respawn at the respawn point!"

After glancing at the location where he could be resurrected, the Holy Son couldn't help but complain.

He had resurrected on the spot before, and I thought he was a living saint who could resurrect on his own corpse!
Judging from the current situation, it seems that this is not the case. His previous resurrection may have been more like a cutscene or something similar.

Meanwhile, the Titan Legion, which had stopped, stared at the charred mass on the ground, which was now barely recognizable, and fell silent for a moment.

"Is it dead? This thing should be dead, right?"

"Nonsense, he's obviously dead! Otherwise, how could you possibly piece together a person from this pile of charred remains?"

Hearing the driver's mutterings, General Baker couldn't help but curse.

That lump on the ground was so small that he couldn't even tell where the head and tail were, let alone piece together a person.

If they're still alive, then he can only say that the Cambrian Empire's living saint is utterly shameless, and this war is simply unwinnable!

After reviewing the losses suffered by the legion, he was quite displeased.

Nearly two companies were wiped out by the enemy, and the loss of many armored units was equally heartbreaking.

What bothered him the most was the Titan that had been frozen solid by the enemy's last stand before it was destroyed!

"How are you? Are you still alive? If you're still alive, say something!"

He yelled at the Titan over the radio, and then a somewhat noisy sound came from the other end.

"General, don't worry, we're still alive! But we can't move now!"

"When that monster self-destructed, it froze our entire Titan. Now our Titan is like a giant block of ice, and it won't melt anytime soon!"

"In addition, all four of our outer turrets on the Titan mech are destroyed, and all the soldiers inside have been killed. The central gun corridor of the Titan has also been affected by the low temperature, and two artillerymen have suffered severe frostbite. The rest have been evacuated back into the mech!"

"Oh, right, our shield generator has also malfunctioned, and our Titan is now unable to deploy its deflection shield!"

General Baker frowned as he listened to the series of reports.

This is the first time their Titan mechs have been damaged like this by non-Titan units.

Even though they had encountered a living saint from the Cambrian Empire before, they still managed to hunt him down.

This living saint they encountered this time seemed even more troublesome than the previous one; at least the combat skills he unleashed at the end were far more proficient than those of the previous living saint.

Thankfully, this guy was a brainless brute who only knew how to charge ahead, and ended up wasting his precious life by dying here.

Otherwise, the Black Hawk Empire really couldn't stand having such a masterful strategist running guerrilla warfare everywhere!

If you calculate it that way, their losses are actually quite worthwhile.

Although many people died, the total losses did not exceed those of an armored battalion. Trading these losses for the enemy's living saint was worthwhile from any perspective.

Of course, this is all contingent on their Titan mechs not being destroyed.

If this Titan mech is destroyed, then this battle will not be worthwhile!
"Don't rush, we'll try to melt the Titan with lasers, but I suggest that after it's melted, you should retreat to the rear to rest."

"The missing gunners are easy to replace, but after such severe freezing, I believe this Titan must have suffered considerable internal damage. We need specialized repairmen to inspect it!"

The Black Hawk Empire has always prioritized logistical support for its armored forces, let alone top-tier armies like the Titan Legion, which are particularly reliant on logistics.

Without sufficient maintenance, their Titans are merely disposable war machines; who knows where they might be damaged during war and marches?
The other Titans tried to melt it with lasers, attempting to quickly free it from its frozen state.

Even though they had heated the laser crystal to a red-hot state and had to initiate a forced cooling phase, the ice layers still showed little sign of melting.

Or rather, the ice layer was just too thick!

Their laser power is still not enough. I'm afraid they'll have to throw some incendiary bombs next to melt this ice layer.
Otherwise, if they were just standing in the sunlight, they seriously doubted that the ice would melt for at least several days.

They didn't know if the Titan's internal temperature control system could maintain its operation for such a long time. If it malfunctioned midway, the entire Titan would be destroyed.

For the Black Hawk Empire, the Titans are indeed very important, but finding pilots who can operate them is equally important, because piloting a Titan requires special talent.

Even with many people cooperating in different positions, it's impossible for the Titan's pilots to rely solely on pulling levers and pressing buttons to operate such a massive war machine.

The Titans of the Black Hawk Empire are better; they've been simplified in many ways, without any overly complicated features.

If we switch to the Cambrian Empire's Titans, their behemoths are truly difficult to operate!

That's why they need to find drivers with the right talent.

Through neural conduction devices made with special linking materials, they will allow the pilot to establish a mental connection with the Titan armor and then operate the Titan with their thoughts.

However, driving such a massive steel behemoth is beyond the capabilities of ordinary mental power.

Only a few exceptionally gifted individuals, possessing either extraordinary mental strength or exceptional mechanical adaptability, can serve as Titan pilots.

Such a person is undoubtedly one of the few talents that can be found in the entire empire.

Just as the crystal was overheating and the Black Hawk crew around it were preparing to take a break before continuing to melt the Titan, they suddenly heard a familiar voice again.

"Damn it! That familiar engine sound... the Cambrian Empire's mechanical birds are here again!"

Immediately, Black Hawk soldiers looked up and saw the bomber formation flying overhead again. When they saw these Cambrian air force planes swooping down, everyone wore a mask of pain on their faces.

It's unbearable! They've been using their air force to bomb others all the time, but after arriving in the Cambrian Empire, they've been constantly bombed by the enemy's air force!
This stark contrast is truly disorienting.

What made them even more desperate was that when they turned around and inquired with other friendly units, they found that only their side had been bombed by the enemy!

For some unknown reason, the air combat capabilities of the local garrison in Belarus and Kievan Rus' were abysmal. Many airships were captured by their armored forces before they even had a chance to take off.

As a result, they are constantly subjected to various forms of bombing by the enemy. Is this reasonable?

"Fire! Shoot them down! They're coming for our Titan!"

General Baker roared at the others over the radio, his eyes flashing with fear.

The enemy air force arrived at the perfect time; they had just overloaded their anti-aircraft laser crystals when the enemy air force arrived!

Without this crystal, their anti-air defense capabilities would be greatly reduced!
Located on the flanks, anti-aircraft units had already set up anti-aircraft guns or were using the remaining anti-aircraft firepower to bombard the group of aircraft diving in from the sky.

However, compared to the last time, players seem to have learned some lessons this time.

They did not rush to dive to the ground, nor did they disperse their anti-aircraft fire to attack the enemy.

On the contrary, their organization this time was significantly stronger than last time, and their objective was very clear: they were coming to kill the enemy's Titan mechs!
"Listen, none of us should rush down!"

"Listen carefully, only hunt down Titans. After dropping the armored units, just keep dropping bombs. Don't worry about anything else, and definitely don't dive!"

"That laser likely has a limited range. As long as we fly high enough, it shouldn't be able to hurt us!"

Based on previous combat modes, some air force players suspect that those laser crystals should only be able to attack close-range targets.

After all, the power of lasers is greatly reduced in the atmosphere, and game design always needs some balance, right?
That's why they chose to fly over from high altitude.

But they really didn't know that the enemy's lasers were overloaded because they had been busy roasting ice blocks.

Under the shocked gaze of the Black Hawk soldiers, tanks and armored vehicles jumped off the tops of the planes and crashed heavily to the ground.

They couldn't understand how these massive armored vehicles could be driven onto airplanes and how these things could be carried.

And is it because this thing is relatively flat that it won't shake the people inside to death when it falls to the ground?
Why did they just throw these metal turtles down without even using parachutes?

Tanks landed one after another, some even bouncing a couple of times as they landed!

After all, the impact upon landing is too great; even though these tanks are steel behemoths, they will be bounced up by the recoil.

Immediately afterwards, these steel behemoths emerged from the craters they had created and charged toward the Titans not far away!
Before the other Titans could fire at them, a barrage of shells blasted towards the frozen Titan.

But that wasn't the main thing. What really made General Baker despair was that a KV-1 tank, which appeared out of nowhere, landed squarely on the top of the Caesar-class Titan!

(End of this chapter)