Chapter 810: Washington D.C (26)
"HQ, HQ! Respond! The Icarus Operator is currently with the Supreme Commander Kestrel before the race! The Race Commander has betrayed the Black Eagle! Urgently requesting cruise missile bombardment!"
"Communication is down! Jamming is causing interference!"
"Eclipse hangar is completely destroyed! There's not a single spare left!"
"Damn, get away from the main gate!"
Kagagagagagag!
A horrible sound like scraping metal all over the place resonated endlessly. The bulkhead was being torn apart in real time. But this time, that wasn't the end. Part of the door was melting.
The 500 or so Black Eagle soldiers who had been left to hold off the US forces for several days and had thus been provided with that much supplies were concentrating their firepower on one point, but despite this, they were moving one step closer to a result that was not defeat but annihilation.
How on earth was this possible? Loyalty to the Syndicate was unwavering, but that didn't mean his ability to analyze the given situation was diminished.
However, Black Eagle didn't know that this was an unprecedented situation in human history, and he had no idea how to deal with Wraith's attacks and defenses.
That was the difference between Icarus Operators and non-Icarus soldiers.
"The existing combat doctrine doesn't work!"
"The drones we have... damn it, most of them were destroyed in the hangar battle just now."