“…They charged towards us, and they purposely made the engines really loud, loud to the point where the sound even covered the gunshots. They were like dense locusts. They would make you lower your head, and once you lower your head, you’re done for, they won’t give you the opportunity to raise your head again. The tanks started charging towards us, and then the infantry. We blew up roads, destroyed buildings just to stop them. In the war to defend our country, no one dropped their weapons and surrendered, but our entire battalion was captured by them…”
“The Democrats were right; this war was wrong from the very beginning.”
A veteran who survived the Battle of C City wrote this in his memoirs twenty years after the end of the war.
At the same time as the military operation against Cheyenne Mountain was launched, Celestial Trade launched a fierce offensive against the twelve UA Army divisions stationed in C City with the Second Armored Division as the vanguard.
This inland city was named after the navigator, as a hub of the country’s aviation, highway, and rail transportation, it was used by many North American companies as an important material storage and cargo distribution center. Not only that, as the largest city in O State, the industries here were extremely developed, with aircraft, automobiles, missiles, electrical appliances, pieces of machinery, and other heavy industrial bases. This city was an important part of the Great Lakes Industrial Zone.
If Celestial Trade captured it, it was equivalent to prying open the gate of the Great Lakes Industrial Zone.
If the UA lost this place, it was the same as losing the transportation hub of the Great Lakes Industrial Zone.
This battle was destined to be tragic from the very beginning. The UA Army and Celestial Trade were not going to give up this place easily.
More than 20,000 Celestial soldiers fought in this battle, as well as three infantry divisions from Moro and one marine corps division from Madagascar. More than 300,000 people participated in this battle, and millions of people were directly or indirectly involved in it.
The air-raid siren rang again and again, and the explosion of air defense artillery and missiles lit up the sky over C City. From the exchange of long-range missiles, the battle quickly turned into close-range combat, Aurora-20s and Wings of Freedoms (F-79) faced off against the formation formed by F-22s and F-16s. The densely smoked sky foretold the tragedy of this battle.
F-79 was positioned as a close-range attack fighter, and air combat was not its area of expertise since it was technology from a century later. Just like the Fairchild Republic A-10 Thunderbolt II could annihilate any World War II models, even if the F-22 and F-16 occupied the home field advantage and the numbers advantage, the balance of victory still favored Celestial Trade.
Dense smoke drifted into the city from the suburbs.
The tanks that rushed into the city, with the coordination of the infantry, swept the resistance on the streets.
It was not only the UA soldiers that fought in this battle but the citizens of C City, who were covered in the star-spangled flag. However, the semi-automatic rifles and shotguns in the hands of these cannon fodders could not pose a threat to Celestial Trade’s army, and their resistance often collapsed after the first sound of the gunshot.
In this war, in addition to the twelve UA divisions, there were also two divisions from the neighboring ally Canada, as well as the French’s Foreign Corps, Britain’s 16th Marine Brigade, and Turkey’s 37th Infantry Brigade, which landed in North America through a Canadian port…
Although NATO countries did not declare war on Celestial Trade because of the deterrence of space-based weapons and Russia’s amassment of troops on the border, they still extended a helping hand to their big brother through volunteer army and other means of war assistance.
But this little force could hardly change the outcome…
…
On the other side.
Above the atmosphere.
A steel behemoth’s descent accelerated under the pull of gravity.
At the moment when it touches the exosphere, dots of flames gradually outlined the red-hot arc around its body. The four arc-shaped external engines ejected an eerie blue flame in the opposite direction and formed a light blue shield in front of it.
Thick cumulonimbus clouds were directly penetrated.
Inside the rainstorm lit up by flares, the UA soldiers looked up into the air, their eyes widened, and shock, disbelief, and a hint of panic were reflected inside their pupils.
“Sh*t…what is that?”
“Tungsten rod? No, it’s…a drill?”
“It’s a drilling rig! They must be crazy. Even a diamond drill can’t penetrate 400 meters of granite! Not to mention there is a protective belt made of steel!” The engineer of Unit 721 muttered to himself, as he looked at Celestial Trade’s position on the mountain the same way as he looked at a lunatic, “What do they want to do?”
Drilling through 400 meters of granite with a simple drill bit was indeed whimsical. Even with a large derrick and supporting drilling facilities, it would take two or three drill bits to penetrate a 400-meter-thick granite rock formation.
As for the protective belt made of steel, it was not a problem that could be solved with a drill. The steel protection belt embedded in the granite layer of Cheyenne Mountain was not ordinary steel, but a steel alloy with high cobalt content! It was not impossible to directly drill through with a drill, but it would take at least a week…
However, Celestial Trade only had an hour left.
The external engines were separated from the “Digging Warrior”, and the huge half-track chassis slammed into the center of the radar station and smashed the concrete road to pieces. As one of the few land vehicles in Celestial Trade that could be directly airdropped from a high orbit, the Digging Warrior possessed a strong armor and stability.
Although it was hit by anti-aircraft guns a few times during landing, apart from a few shallow scratches on the steel shell coated with a tungsten coating, there was not even a slight dent.
Although they did not know what Celestial Trade planned to do, no one could risk the safety of the President and senior officials. As the Digger Warrior landed, the mountain brigade and Unit 721 troops stationed at Cheyenne Mountain launched a much more aggressive attack.
Bullets shuttled freely in the rain, and the waves of attacks came one after another. However, the nine hundred Celestial Trade Marine Corps soldiers would obviously not let them succeed. Under the cover of Ghost Agents, a bloody slaughter permeated in the night.
Every second, someone collapsed.
It was not only soldiers from the UA but soldiers from Celestial Trade also collapsed.
Finally, the Digging Warrior completed its deployment. The huge drill bit was pushed out from the abdomen, and under the traction of the mechanical cantilever, it aimed at the shattered concrete road directly below, and the ground suddenly started to roar. The bean-sized pieces of concrete splashed like bullets, and the track slowly sunk, sunk, sunk…
The soil was plowed away, and soon the drill bit touched the granite layer.
The officer of Unit 721 held his breath as he looked at the top of the mountain; his eyes were fixated on that steel behemoth.
Even if he knew the drill bit would be stuck in the granite layer and the drill bit would be shattered by the solid rock mass, he still couldn’t stop his anxiety.
After all, it was Celestial Trade’s technology.
God knows if it was another dark technology that made no sense…
