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Chapter 1243: Chapter 404: North City District Meat Grinder

The artillery fire raining down in Da Haguai City was intense, each shell landing would blow the shoddy concrete buildings to pieces, walls collapsing, steel rebars snapping, dust and smoke everywhere.

David was hiding in the reinforced basement behind, barely able to hear his own breathing, he felt as though he was going to be buried by the dust, with every breath filled with its scent.

But his heart was unusually calm.

Because this wasn’t fiercer than the shelling suffered by French soldiers crouching in the Verdun trenches.

That war lasted ten months, both sides fired forty million shells, even two hundred years later, there wouldn’t be any war as brutal as that one.

David remembered when he was crouching in the trenches, it felt as if the whole world was leaving him, with nothing around but the endless explosions and tremors.

Despite the fear, he never flinched, gripping his rifle tightly, waiting for the officer to sound the charge horn.

Because at that time David harbored the pride of the French, his faith was unwavering, he firmly believed that France would emerge victorious in the war and his nation would certainly not forget the people’s sacrifices.

He trusted his officers, remembered the postcards sent by the crown prince, remembered the café at his doorstep that opened at a fixed time every day, and the warm coffee and handmade pastries made by the owner.

All of these things forged countless French soldiers who crouched in the trenches to fight for the final victory despite the overwhelming artillery fire.

Compared to that war, the artillery in front of him seemed so insignificant.

David was like this, and every soldier in Dragon Field was like this.

Although it was their first time truly on the battlefield, they were as adept as seasoned veterans,

know where the sturdiest cover was, where the explosion shockwaves were least likely to injure you, how to avoid the enemy scouts’ lines of sight...

how to turn a rookie into a veteran at lightning speed.

The answer is to let them survive a war.

The players were like this, and so were the Dragon Field soldiers.

Crouching behind the cover indoors, it was no longer just David alone.

But the Guards that stormed the Bastille.

The Tsarist Russian livestock that seized Paris.

The noble officer who rebelled in Petersburg’s Chancellery Square.

The Bolsheviks who overthrew the Petrograd government in the October Revolution.

The French Communist guerrillas who stood firm in the face of the German steel flood when the government capitulated and resolutely fought back.

Mewtwo editors, using data provided by historical investigation groups and a group of psychologists, tried their best to recreate the most emotive feelings of the time to influence users’ hearts, immersing them fully in that turbulent era to experience the profound shifts in consciousness.

This two hundred years of war history.

This two hundred years of cultural conflict.

At this moment, all converged on each Dragon Field soldier, until future real wars forge them into a true, indestructible alloy steel material.

A true legend.

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Watching the distant town nearly razed to the ground by his side’s artillery, British Global Guard Captain Eureka felt slightly settled.

Although he cursed when he learned that the French had gone mad and sent a nuclear bomb to Cuba, it was indeed a rare offensive opportunity.

Though the residual effects of the nuclear bomb made it inconvenient for the air force to join the battle, the army was enough.

The EMP instantly crushed Horizon Mercenaries across the entire line, those troublesome guys were finally dead.

Recalling the past month’s experience, Captain Eureka even mistook himself for having encountered a group of hellish demons.

But fortunately, now hell returned to hell, and earth returned to earth, everything was quiet.

"The Horizon Mercenaries were wiped out, so which unit is defending inside?"

"According to intelligence, a few days ago Horizon Corporation transferred the POWs from the prison previously built for the Chaotic Blade Association, it should be them."

"A group of POWs? Ridiculous."

The Captain hadn’t even heard of the Chaotic Blade Association, and as for the gangs inside Night City, they were even less regarded by these Europeans.

He put down the drone terminal, and upon hearing they were American gangster POWs, he didn’t want to take another glance.

"But this also shows that the nuclear bomb indeed caused significant damage to Horizon Corporation, and manpower is severely lacking."

"Notify the Cuban maneuvers to prepare to enter the city, sweep off the remaining forces, and advance toward Pig Bay, aiming to finish this annoying war within a week."

"This impoverished place has nothing, even the women are die-hard ugly, I’m beginning to miss London’s fish and chips."

This post-bombardment urban combat is the most tormenting, Eureka didn’t want his young soldiers to wade through the muddy waters, such things done too often might get you shot in the back, bitter tasks were naturally left to the Cubans.

At this time, his deputy whispered a few words in his ear, causing Eureka displeasure.

"Anyone can do that kind of work, I don’t want to touch that soft brain, it disgusts me."

Meanwhile, the Cuban officer, upon receiving the order, was intensely displeased but dared not defy it, immediately directing his soldiers to prepare for entering the city.

Fortunately, Europeans were clueless about other things, yet provided ample vehicles and armored units, and a few helicopters followed.

If not for high-altitude electromagnetic interference not yet subsiding, bombers would be assigned to wash the ground several times.

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