Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1680 Enemy attack under the night 2
"General!" A soldier stumbled into the basement, "The enemy...the enemy has launched a super-large-scale attack! According to estimates, there are at least [-] tanks of various types! The number of artillery is even more than this!"

"This scale..." Furell took a breath, "Do you want to forcibly break through the cliff city..."

The soldiers didn't pay much attention to the four of them—the four of them had already disguised themselves to resemble the residents of Cliff City. From the soldier's point of view, they should be other people who reported to the general.

The soldier saluted and hurriedly retreated from the basement.

"Sorry." Foruier walked quickly towards his desk - there were not too many documents on the desk, not to mention the current situation in Cliff City cannot be solved by documents; attracting Fanmeng's attention Yes, it is the rather novel looking mechanism on the table—the mechanism consists of two parts, the lower part is a small box-shaped mechanism with numbers written on the side, and the upper part is a simple base for carrying on; It is a metal short stick with discs installed at both ends, and the two parts are connected by a thick twisted wire in the middle—the wire looks like it is also made of metal.

"I must contact the frontline combat department as soon as possible..." While saying this, Furell quickly pressed a few numbers on the small box-shaped machine—what is he doing?
"That thing is called a telephone." Night Breeze whispered to the three of them, "It's a machine that can transmit voice... It's like communication magic, but it's a lot more troublesome."

"That's it..." Huanmeng nodded, "But who is he talking to? The voice sounds weird."

Apart from the dull sound constantly coming from overhead, Huameng could only hear the "buzzing" sound coming from the "telephone".

"...There should be no one answering." Night Breeze closed his eyes slightly, "Or..."

"The front-line troops may have been wiped out." Forrell put the short metal stick back in place - Night Breeze continued to whisper to the three of them that it was called a microphone: "Telephone wires are buried underground, and it is almost impossible to be cut off by artillery fire ..."

Afterwards, Forrell pressed the number a few more times—obviously, the person he wanted to call this time was different from just now, and even the number he pressed was different.

"...The central observation post has also been wiped out." Furell's tone became more and more anxious, "Is the enemy's attack so violent..."

"The middle...is the middle part under shelling?" Huanmeng swallowed, "It's right here? Isn't that..."

"The situation is not that bad." Furell wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Although the central sentry post is said to be in the central part, it is actually located relatively close to the city wall... and their position is also more conspicuous, so they will It is also possible to be attacked. As long as..."

Forrell's fingers trembled slightly, and he dialed a number again.

buzzing-

"As long as it can still be connected here, there is still hope for everything!" Forrell's right hand was holding the receiver tightly—due to excitement and nervousness, he couldn't hold it firmly at all.

beep--

With a short and relatively high-pitched sound, Huanmeng guessed that this time it should be through.

"This is the airship platform!!" The voice in the microphone was even more anxious than General Forrell, "General, the enemy's artillery fire has already approached the platform!"

"Allow the airship formation to attack!" The big stone in General Forrell's heart fell, "Destroy them!"

(End of this chapter)