Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 658 - 651: End of the Battle

Chapter 658: Chapter 651: End of the Battle

Thanks to Feng’s efficient slaughter, the battle was fast reaching its conclusion. With Baiyue setting up a sniper position from a high point, and Hu Daoke mounting a machine gun, the advance team had the situation firmly under control.

With Baiyue’s precise sniping, the last enemy on the battlefield was killed. Thus, the entire ambush battle came to an end, and the gunfire on the battlefield immediately ceased.

It has to be said that in this battle, Feng’s contribution was undoubtedly the largest. Almost single-handedly, she broke through the enemy’s defense line. The amount of damage she caused was greater than the rest of the advance team combined.

However, for her, the cost was also quite significant. After completing the raid, Feng’s stored magic power had nearly depleted, requiring immediate replenishment, otherwise she would even have difficulty walking.

Before she had met the advance team, she would always preserve some of her magic power when in combat, for emergencies. However, with the logistics support of the advance team, she completely exhausted all her magic power within her body.

Tangmo took out a blanket used to replenish her magic power from Feng’s bag. As soon as he spread the blanket on the ground, Feng eagerly sat down on it and began to meditate. With the activation of the magic array, the magic power in the surrounding air began to fluctuate, converging into the array and transferring it to Feng seated above.

Tangmo, who was in charge of her supplies, took out the magic crystal that he carried, placing it on the magic input point of the array. The rich magic power from the three crystals was rapidly flowing into her body through the magic array.

Feng slightly frowned, apparently not quite used to this high power level. But she did not make a sound, just gritted her teeth and endured.

"Fula, patrol the battlefield to ensure all enemies are dead. Moumou, you take care of Feng, the rest clean up the battlefield!" Luo’er ordered as he inspected his rifle.

After reloading, he directly went over to an anti-aircraft position. The area was in ruins. The sandbags were chopped into several pieces by Feng. Even the anti-aircraft weapon had been affected by her attack. There were several puddles of dried blood and corpse pieces on the ground.

Luo’er examined the strange anti-aircraft weapon. Judging from its caliber, it was definitely a large-caliber anti-aircraft weapon, but he couldn’t identify the model.

It somewhat resembled the M1 heavy machine gun, with a long barrel and a high stand underneath, equipped with a round drum magazine and mechanical sights typical of anti-aircraft weaponry. Aside from the mechanical sights, it also has a simple optical sight.

"It’s an Erlikon 20mm Anti-Aircraft Gun, almost a century-old antique!" Baiyue came over and said with certainty after having a glance. She was the most knowledgeable person in the advance team, naturally her knowledge was much greater.

"Can this thing hit transport planes?" Luo’er asked with a frown.

"Of course, during World War II, this was one of the main anti-aircraft weapons of various countries, and it shot down numerous propeller aircraft," Baiyue replied with a nod.

"Then it should be correct, they were attacking us with this thing." Looking at the anti-aircraft gun’s sturdy barrel and thinking of their experience in the air, Luo’er couldn’t help but shudder.

"Luo’er, I checked, all the enemies are dead," Fulajie’er suddenly appeared in front of Luo’er and informed him.

"Good, go down and tell those two dwarf pilots to come up and join us!" Luo’er continued to order.

"Um, understood!" Fulajie’er nodded, disappearing from his sight once again.

Luo’er reached out and touched the 20mm caliber anti-aircraft gun. The gun was apparently unusable, because a large gash had been cut into it by Feng’s sword aura. He could even see the torn and twisted metal.

Regarding Feng, Luoer feels he still knows nothing about her. She clearly uses magic for her attacks, but their power is extreme— a single sword aura can directly tear apart the metal weapon in front of her, which is something that even mages may not be able to achieve.

If it weren’t for her limited magic storage limiting her combat abilities, he suspects that she could potentially become the strongest among all melee weapon killers, without a doubt. Therefore, Luoer felt fortunate for Feng’s joining; the least of which was not having her as an enemy.

Feng’s appearance reminded Luoer of the time they were in the south when the Ancient States were carrying out the Creating God Plan. They both pushed their magic power to the extreme. The so-called god intended to become a part of magic, even though it ended in failure, however, the strength it exhibited left a deep impression on Luoer.

In the Otherworld, magic has a home advantage that can even offset Earth’s industrial superiority. The past Otherworld Wars were basically direct confrontations between industrial and magic civilizations.

However, much like the endless pursuit of knowledge in science on Earth, magic in the Otherworld has not yet developed to its extreme. Luoer believed that the ultimate form of magic would not be inferior to the ultimate form of science.

"Luoer, you better come over and take a look!" As Luoer was contemplating, Cheng Ziang walked over and said to him in a serious tone.

Following him to a larger anti-aircraft position, Cheng Ziang glanced at Luoer before unveiling the massive tarp that was enveloping a large cannon inside. It had a thick barrel and a towed carriage underneath.

"What’s this?" Luoer couldn’t help but exclaim at the sight of it.

"It’s an 88 mm Flak gun. Designed and made by Germany’s Krupp Company, it’s probably the one that shot down that high-speed fighter," Baiyue replied coldly.

"These folks were really plotting against us. They even hauled such a gun up the mountain," Luoer said, frowning.

"There are two guns like this, and if they’re both positioned on top of the mountain, even an airboat might get shot down, let alone a reconnaissance aircraft," Cheng Ziang explained, patting the gun.

"I wonder if they still have such guns at other anti-aircraft positions," Luoer said with a sigh.

"I don’t think so. If every position had two of these guns, the cost would be massive. Even our old rivals couldn’t afford such an expenditure," Cheng Ziang shrugged.

"How so?" Luoer asked.

"These guns are towed guns, difficult to transport. If every position had two, the preparation time would be too long. Besides, if they were only meant to shoot down our airboats, employing dozens of Flak guns against reconnaissance aircraft is akin to swatting a fly with a cannon," Cheng Ziang reasoned.

"So you’re saying we’re lucky?" questioned Luoer.

"If they wanted to attack a reconnaissance aircraft, placing these two guns on the high ground would be the best choice. After all, it provides good visibility and allows for ample preparation time to intercept. It wasn’t us being lucky; rather, it was Fulajie’er who happened to spot their main anti-aircraft positions from a high vantage point," Cheng Ziang explained.

Hearing his explanation, Luoer nodded and said: "They have no anti-aircraft weapons or armor units, and these guns hold no benefits for us. Get rid of them, and I’ll notify headquarters that the enemy’s large-caliber anti-aircraft weapons have been destroyed!"

"Old Hu, get to it, squash all the anti-aircraft weapons!" Cheng Ziang nodded, then turned to instruct Hu Daoke.

Although the Advance Team has taken control of the enemy’s anti-aircraft positions, they understand this is only a temporary victory. They are unsure about the enemy’s full force, and any counterattack could put them under pressure. Especially since the main force among the Advance Team, Feng, currently needs rest. Therefore, they cannot stay here permanently-- they need to evacuate as soon as their mission is accomplished.