Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 736 - 425_3

When everything was adjusted, piercing whistles echoed. One by one, 220mm rockets soared into the sky amidst flames, like fiery meteors tearing through the night sky, flying towards the outskirts of the town.

In Camp Town, 20 main battle mechas wreaked havoc, including 12 Spider Main Battle Mechas, 4 Bee Air Defense Mechas, 2 Scorpion Flame Sprayer Mechas, and 2 Fly Rocket Mechas. They, along with 20 Genetic Warriors in Mechanical Life Armor, formed a killing matrix, rapidly destroying the Seventh Cavalry Regiment.

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Outside Camp Town.

"The second battalion encountered enemy Spider Main Battle Mechas, requesting support, requesting support... Damn it, how many times do I have to repeat, what do we have to hold our ground, you come and fight these mechas, I guarantee you'll scream for your mom on the spot."

"We need to strategically retreat, oh God! Those monsters are coming up, wuu wuu, mom, we can't go home."

"We're surrounded, God bless... zzz... BOOM!!!"

Inside the command vehicle, Kulin's eyes were glazed, listening to the urgent messages from various units in Camp Town. Many were the last communications sent out in desperate moments of death.

"Trap, this is a trap!!!"

Kulin's lips trembled, murmuring to himself, somewhat at a loss.

This was a trap set by the Jieke Group. They must have anticipated that they would break into Mexico, so they deployed Spider Main Battle Mechas here in advance.

This kind of powerful land battle mecha vehicle, showcased in Southeast Asia, was extremely effective against armored units.

The steel beasts of the Seventh Cavalry Regiment could hold an advantage against Genetic Warriors, but against Spider Main Battle Mechas, they turned from hunters into prey, completely becoming the hunted side, which was the main reason for the rapid collapse of the situation.

"Commander, I just reported our situation to the country. They want us to retreat immediately. We've lost this battle, let's go back and request national support, and call in the air force."

The staff officer hurried over, vigorously shaking Kulin's shoulders, trying to bring him back to his senses.

"Right, right, we have to go, we can't stay here."

Kulin suddenly snapped back to reality, issuing orders in quick succession. He didn't want to lose his life here in vain. Even if he got dismissed and imprisoned after returning, it was better than sacrificing himself here.

But by this time, it was too late for evacuation. The National Guard outside the town had just started their vehicles and tanks when dense whistles filled the sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One by one, 220mm rockets fell, their TNT exploding inside, with powerful shockwaves and scorching temperatures sweeping in all directions. Trucks and armored cars were overturned, with wheels spinning towards the sky. Tanks were directly hit, also unable to escape destruction.

The fragile infantry were like blades of grass in a storm, their internal organs shattered by the shockwaves, or cut to pieces by shrapnel, with body parts flying dozens of meters away.

As far as the eye could see, dust and smoke billowed outside Camp Town, with the windows of the residents' houses on the edge of town shattered by the shockwaves.

Each 220mm rocket weighed 280 kilograms, while a regular 155mm howitzer shell only weighed fifty kilograms, showing the immense power of these rockets. A single shot, with a warhead weighing over a hundred kilograms, could cover the area of a football field with a dense shrapnel impact zone.

Moreover, these were not single rockets, but 96 rockets launched by two Fly Rocket Mechas. The resulting devastation was unimaginable.

Unfortunately, Kulin's command vehicle was directly hit by a 220mm rocket. The commander of the 40th Mechanized Infantry Division of the National Guard was thus turned into fragments amidst the artillery fire.

When the shelling ended, the National Guard outside the town had been mostly destroyed. Subsequently, the Spider Main Battle Mechas and Genetic Warriors inside the town ended their battle, pinpointing and eliminating any remaining enemies outside the town, wiping out any living enemy forces.

After finishing all this, it had taken less than twenty minutes. The Genetic Warriors climbed onto the backs of the Spider Main Battle Mechas, and the mechas quickly retreated under the cover of night.

Once the battle quieted down, the Mexican citizens of Camp Town cautiously poked their heads out, only to see the outskirts of the town littered with the wreckage of armored cars and tanks, the shattered bodies of Beautiful Country soldiers, and a few soldiers hiding among the residents and in concealed places, driven insane with fear.

At daybreak, after a count, out of the 2800 National Guards who invaded Mexico, fewer than 15 survived.