Tokyo Detective

Chapter 528 Second Death

Richard, the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion, was dumbfounded. No one had told him that the enemy had a large number of artillery pieces, including 155mm howitzers. Could it be that the self-propelled howitzers left at the Wushan base by their 2nd Division had all been captured?

What were those guys thinking? Even if they were surrendering, they should have destroyed the howitzers.

Richard shouted through gritted teeth.

"First Company, keep advancing at full speed! Second to Fourth Companies, get off the road quickly, hurry up!"

If someone had told him earlier, the armored battalion wouldn't have advanced 30 meters apart; they would have preferred to advance 100 meters.

The vanguard tanks did not slow down; instead, they accelerated towards Wushan. Only the other three companies moved out of the road, their guns aimed at the direction of the shells. Three more 105mm shells were fired along the way, but unfortunately, none of them hit their target.

Fifteen seconds later, a second volley of howitzers struck, destroying another tank, creating an 11-meter-wide crater in the ground, and rendering another tank immobile due to damage to its tracks.

Richard reported to his superiors from the command vehicle.

"What should we do now? Please give us your instructions, Commander."

Under normal circumstances, of course they would retaliate. With 48 cannons, how could they be afraid of the enemy? But they didn't know the situation on Wushan, how many people had been captured, or their situation. They should know that the entire Wushan base had 5000 people, all of whom were American citizens.

The commander stationed in South Korea, Zachary, also felt very troubled. What if the large-scale shelling resulted in the deaths of a large number of prisoners?

The best approach is, of course, to carefully clean the area by sticking to it, rather than indiscriminately bombarding it with cannons.

While Zarqari hesitated, news came from the armored battalion that two more tanks had been destroyed, which infuriated Zarqari, who slammed his fist on the table.

"Damn it, why are the enemy so accurate?"

(Of course it's accurate, with the eagle's vision shared with every clone; it would be even more accurate if it weren't for the typhoon.)
Zachary ultimately handed the decision over to the five-legged building, which was also watching.

"I request tactical instructions."

Let's discuss it over at the Five-Legged Building and come up with an answer.

"You are the supreme commander of the region. Please make your own decision. We trust your judgment."

"."

Damn, these old hands don't want to get into trouble.

Zachary thought about it and decided not to use the elite artillery battalion. Although a salvo might have already finished the job, there was no need to take any more risks.

The armored battalion's first company charged through, and the aircraft group from Suwon also took off, with more than 50 aircraft coming out in full force. Their performance was a bit inferior, but they shouldn't lose to four F-35s, right?
It's clear that Zachary is unaware that all of Uzan's planes have been taken away.

"First Battalion, proceed according to the original plan."

"Yes."

The 2nd to 4th companies of the armored battalion did not continue along the road. Instead, they spread out across the road, the loess soil, and even the fields, advancing in an orderly manner despite the artillery fire, thus drawing enemy fire as well.

In contrast, 12 tanks were revving their engines at 55 kilometers per hour. The arrival of the typhoon caused the roads to be empty of vehicles, which allowed them to act with impunity.

Thus, the Wushan base was already within reach, less than 3 kilometers away.

Just as the company was about to charge into the Wushan area in one go, the company commander suddenly saw an unbelievable scene. The tank at the front was hit by a dark shadow, and then the 54-ton tank overturned and rolled over before being hit by the tanks following behind.

This forced them to stop, and the sight of the tank that had just been overturned made them tense.

"Heaven's punishment?"

America's military had long simulated tactics for traditional armored vehicles versus powered armored vehicles, requiring their own armored vehicles to spread out and maintain distance.

"Everyone disperse."

The tank reversed off the road, leaving deep tracks in the sticky mud.

The cannon rotated, and a shell was fired.

Naoki Hanyu simply turned away from the shells, letting them glide past him, while a shoulder-fired shot struck the tank's vitals.

A tank stalled, and the people inside were likely in grave danger.

The company commander was stunned by what he saw.

"It can even dodge artillery shells."

Naoki Hanyu didn't play around either; he drew his special longsword, emitted a thunderous roar, and charged towards the enemy.

The speed exceeded 300 kilometers per hour, and the four shells were left behind.

"Boom boom boom boom."

With a flash of light, the tank's cannon barrel was sliced ​​open, and the shoulder-mounted cannon struck another tank.

In just ten seconds, four tanks were rendered combat ineffective, leaving the company members in disbelief.

"This is a monster! How can we fight it? How can we fight it?" "Run! No, scatter! The farther apart you are, the better!"

A tank, in a panic, drove into a flooded rice paddy. Before it could even get out, the commander suddenly felt as if the tank was being crushed by a huge object. Then, the hatch was violently pried open, and a large metal hand reached in.

"Do not."

The four tank crew members were thus pulled out, and the person who came was a clone wearing Thor power armor.

On the other side, the avatar, clad in power armor, didn't resort to any special executions like the other two. He simply relied on speed and firepower, using his shoulder cannon to instantly destroy tanks, taking down tanks with two shots if one wasn't enough.

Two more clones in semi-powered armor were positioned further away, each wielding a machine gun. The five-man armored squad could wipe out an entire armored company in just one minute.

"No, no, I surrender."

The last M1 tank was flipped over by Naoki Hanyu, and the soldiers inside raised their hands and crawled out.

The three levels of command fell silent. Although no drones had yet fully captured the annihilation of the company, the footage transmitted back from the company's tanks gave a clear picture of how a powered armored squad could easily destroy a tank company.

Richard stared at the despair on the screen, clenching his teeth so tightly they bled.

Does this mean tanks will eventually disappear from the scene?

The atmosphere in the command center in Pyeongtaek was heavy. The stark reality forced them to accept that it was impossible for them to easily approach the Wushan base.

If the YMCA's powered armor squad gets close, let alone a battalion that has already lost 20 tanks, even a fully equipped battalion of 52 main battle tanks might not be able to withstand the powered armor; it's practically a tank killer.

Perhaps using a more mobile infantry fighting vehicle battalion would be more effective, but they can't gamble on that.

Four-star general Zachary stared intently at the screen, his mind in turmoil.

Should we take a gamble? After all, America has suffered casualties comparable to a decade-long war in the Middle East, and a military court is probably for the foreseeable future. Only by eliminating the enemy can we have a glimmer of hope.

(The death toll in the two Middle East wars was around 1500 in one and over 4000 in the other.)
Zachary closed his eyes, filled with hatred, and issued a cruel order.

"I authorize the Second Division to open fire at full capacity, but remember to try to avoid damaging other areas."

The deputy commander on the other side wanted to offer some advice, but seeing his superior's livid face, he could only keep quiet.

As the order was given, the tanks of the 1st Battalion, which were still being bombarded by howitzers, turned their guns around, as did the artillery battalion located far away in Pyeongtaek.

The next second, more than a hundred cannons fired at the same time, the sound like thunder shaking the earth, not only completely drowning out the sound of the gale, but also creating a commotion that could be heard by people within a hundred miles.

At the same time, all of Hanyu Naoki's senses were of deadly danger, comparable to the day he was killed by a single shot from a naval cannon.

"come over."

In just three seconds, Naoki Hanyu retracted all the armored vehicles into the system air force, except for one semi-powered armored vehicle that was a bit far away and couldn't get there in time.

The makeshift artillery platoon on the other side had no time to retreat and could only try to fire one more shot before the crisis arrived.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom"

The next second, countless explosions engulfed half of the Wushan base, including the location of the artillery squad.

The horrific explosion caused a violent earthquake throughout the mountain. Even though the explosion did not engulf the entire Wushan base, it still caused half of the buildings to collapse, and some soldiers who had taken cover were crushed to death.

On the other side, the road that had been blocked was also hit by heavy artillery fire, creating a large, uneven crater.

Inside the large pit, Naoki Hanyu lay with his severed arms and legs. His three-meter-tall body was mangled, and a large area of ​​his internal organs were exposed from the wound on his chest.

"Cough cough cough cough, I'm actually still alive."

Naoki Hanyu's remaining eyes showed disbelief. This was dozens of cannons firing simultaneously, half of which were 155mm howitzers, not much inferior to the guns of a destroyer.

"It seems I have indeed become stronger, but this half-dead state is terrible."

Naoki Hanyu felt the rain hitting the ground and watched the water gradually flow into the pit, and finally made a decision.

"Not alive anymore."

Naoki Hanyu created a clone of himself and had it crush his own heart.

As a special power spread, his body rapidly recovered, and soon a naked demigod was restored once again.

Naoki Hanyu looked south, where the main force of the Second Division was located.

"Forget it, I lost this land battle. Let's face each other again when we have the chance."

That's what they say, but actually Naoki Hanyu is afraid of death; he always feels uneasy if he doesn't have a life.

As Naoki Hanyu left, the air forces on the other side also began to engage in combat.

(End of this chapter)