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　The helicopter pilot tried his best but still failed to

　The helicopter lost control, spun, and slowly landed on the roof of a building on the street, then slid and crashed into the street, exploding.

　"Fuck! A helicopter is gone!" When the ground troops saw the orange-yellow explosion light coming out of the Black Hawk crashing to the ground, their morale inevitably dropped a few points.

　"Fuck! Why are there children in these witch troops?!" a soldier who was fighting said in shock.

　In the distance, I saw a deep-sea scout who looked like a little girl, taking advantage of the obstacles on the street and charging towards the Australian position step by step.

　After all, for the deep sea, this attack was a bit hasty, and many combat deep-sea pioneers who were still in the incubator were awakened in advance and put into the battle.

　After more than an hour of fighting, the exchange of fire between the Australian Army and the Deep Sea became increasingly intense. The Deep Sea was powerful, but not invincible, so there were still some casualties, but most of them were combat puppets.

　Behind every fallen deep-sea pioneer is the sacrifice of nearly a full platoon of Australian soldiers.

　The leading officer of this Australian Army unit saw that his own troops had lost more than half their numbers, while Deep Sea's offensive hadn't weakened much. He gathered the soldiers of several guard platoons around him and ordered:

　"Soldiers! If we don't have any support from the outside world, and this continues, we'll all be dead before dawn! I need you to be messengers and report everything that happened today to Canberra! Do you understand?"

　"Sir, what if we are surrounded?" a soldier asked worriedly.

　The leading officer said, "Based on my observations, although these enemies are extremely powerful individually, judging by their firepower density, their numbers don't seem particularly large. If they were numerous enough to surround us, we wouldn't have been able to hold out until now. So go ahead and do your best!"

　The faces of these soldiers were either covered in wounds or stained with black saltpeter, and none of them looked clean and tidy. They all knew exactly what their commander's words meant, and they saluted and said firmly:

　"Yes, sir! I promise to complete the task!"

　After the ceremony, the soldiers immediately boarded the Humvee and drove out of the city under the cover of other comrades, heading towards Canberra at the fastest speed.

　Melbourne, Australia

　The Deep Sea, advancing towards Melbourne, defeated the Australian Army's advance troops in Melbourne without much effort and was marching from the suburbs into the city in a swaggering manner.

　"Get off the road quickly, I don't have time to capture you!" A senior deep-sea scout who looked like a team leader said to the surrendering Australian army soldiers.

　Chapter 92: Australia's Tragedy (5)

　The communication suppression in the deep sea has caused the communication level between Australian military units to regress to the pre-electrical age, back to the era of "800 miles express".

　However, unlike in ancient times, this time it was not horses but military vehicles that were responsible for the "800-mile express".

　On the Sydney to Canberra highway, an Australian Army Humvee had just passed the emergency lane of the second toll booth and was accelerating at full speed.

　"Although there are no checkpoints in the emergency lane, we still have to slow down significantly to pass through. Sometimes I really want to demolish the toll station." complained the soldier sitting in the main driver's seat on the right.

　Then he asked his comrade in the passenger seat, "Hey, is there a highway in the world with no toll booths where I can just step on the accelerator?"

　"I don't know." The soldier in the co-pilot seat shook his head and said, "If you want to experience this feeling, I suggest you become a racing driver."

　The military vehicle had plenty of horsepower, and in the time it took the two men to finish speaking, the car had reached a speed of 120 miles per hour.

　After the little joke, the two couldn't help but recall what they had experienced in Sydney before, and they were still frightened.

　"Hey, man, could there be a possibility that the enemy invading us... is from the deep sea?" The driver soldier guessed cautiously.

　"Are you kidding me? Do you think I've never seen a ship tour?" The soldier in the co-pilot's seat was very dissatisfied. "Although the ship girl appeared, there is no evidence that the deep sea also appeared."

　He then added, "Besides, if you look at those anime games and fan fictions about Kancolle, the deep sea always reigns supreme on the sea. How could they ever come to land?"

　"If it's not the deep sea, then is it..."

　The driver's words were interrupted by the co-pilot soldier, who said:

　"Hey, boy. Wait a minute. I know what you want to say. You're talking about the Sirens in Azur Lane, right? That's even more impossible. Sirens, like the deep sea creatures, are only active in the ocean. Moreover, judging from the plot of the game, Sirens are not really enemies of humans in a certain sense.

　In other words, the Sirens were only attacking humans for fun. If they truly wanted to become our enemies, then with their advanced technology, humans would be completely powerless to fight back.

　If we must use the villains in the game to describe those enemies, they are more like the Iron Blood in Girls Frontline than the Deep Sea..."

　The driver glanced at the co-pilot soldier from time to time. The co-pilot soldier's serious deduction made him laugh, so he laughed:

　"I didn't expect you to be such a otaku. I was just saying it casually, but you took it seriously."

　"Oh, shit! When I saw your expression just now, I thought you were serious..."

　The two people's discussion about who the invader was ended in nothing.

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　Canberra, like Sydney, Melbourne and Perth, also suffered a city-wide power outage and communication suppression. Except for buildings with their own generators, which still had lights on, the rest of the buildings were immersed in the darkness of the night.

　After the power outage was confirmed to be man-made, the Canberra garrison immediately rushed to various government agencies in Canberra to garrison.

　"Damn it, we still can't contact Britain and the United States, and we can't contact the US military in Darwin. The same goes for other countries." Australian Governor-General David John Hurley cursed after hanging up the phone.

　Morrison also sighed and said helplessly: "From midnight until now, we are like deaf and dumb. Not only abroad, but also at home. Now we have no idea what is happening in other places except Canberra."

　"Hopefully not war," Hurley said. "I can't think of any other reason why we would be subject to massive, man-made power outages and total communication disruptions."

　"Sir! A messenger has come to report!" An officer entered the Prime Minister's office and saluted the Prime Minister, saying, "Melbourne has been attacked by unknown armed forces!"

　All the officials present were shocked and asked hurriedly: "When did this happen? Is the news true?"

　The officer replied, "The message was delivered overnight by soldiers from the army stationed in Melbourne on behalf of the commander. According to the messenger, this message was sent more than four hours ago."

　Morrison was shocked. "More than four hours ago?! Then now... never mind. Is the messenger still here? Ask him to come in."

　Morrison wanted to ask about the current situation, but when he thought about the extremely low efficiency of information dissemination due to the current comprehensive communication suppression, it would be pointless to ask, so he gave up.

　The messenger, led by the Prime Minister's bodyguards, came to the Prime Minister's office.

　Before the soldier could say anything, Morrison spoke first: "Soldier, no need to be polite. Tell me what the situation was like before you came here."

　The soldier pondered this while explaining, "The fighting was fierce... We've never encountered an enemy like that before. They felt like superheroes, still able to move after taking a dozen rounds of bullets. And the weapons they used were strange, too. They didn't seem to be gunpowder or kinetic energy weapons. The ones that hit our positions were either beams of light or balls of light..."

　"They?" Hurley noticed the soldier's choice of words and asked, "This group of unidentified militants is composed of women?"

　"You could say that, because I didn't see a single male enemy until I left," the soldier confirmed.

　The Australian Defense Minister was more concerned about the weapons used by the other side: "They are not using gunpowder kinetic weapons? What kind of science fiction is this? Which country would mass-produce something that seems to only appear in science fiction movies?"

　In short, everyone present had a vague feeling from the soldiers' descriptions that the uninvited guests were of great significance. Their own army was no match for them.

　The Director of the Security Intelligence Service said, "Your Excellency the Prime Minister, Your Excellency the Governor-General, for safety reasons, I suggest that you evacuate immediately to Chilibili House in Sydney (the Australian Prime Minister's official residence in Sydney, equivalent to an ancient palace)."

　"Even if their target is the capital, it is too early to retreat now. We still have garrison troops. As the prime minister of a country, if I run away before the enemy reaches the capital, how will the people view me? How will the soldiers of the army view me?" Morrison said.

　Morrison winked at Hurley, who then turned to the Defense Minister and said, "Now that the Prime Minister has said so, let's quickly step up our defenses in Canberra."

　The Minister of Defense stood at attention and said firmly, "Governor and Prime Minister, please rest assured that the garrison will defend the capital to the death!"

　An hour later, a military Humvee stopped in front of the Chancellery. Two army soldiers got out of the car and trotted towards the door of the Chancellery.

　"Stop! Which unit are you from? What do you do?" The guards at the door of the Chancellery performed their duties and stopped the two army soldiers who wanted to enter the Chancellery.

　"We are from the Guards Platoon of the Xth Division of the Australian Army stationed in Sydney. We have urgent military information to report to the Prime Minister!" After saying that, the two soldiers took out relevant certificates.

　The guard reviewed it and found no problems. He then returned the certificate to the two army soldiers, stepped aside, and said, "You can go in."

　"Thank you."

　Just as Hurley, Morrison and other senior Australian officials including the Defense Minister were discussing deployment arrangements, two soldiers from Sydney arrived.

　After entering, the two stood at attention and said, "Report to the commander, there is an urgent military situation!"

　The Australian Defense Minister turned around and looked at them and said, "Talk."

　Then the two soldiers reported everything that happened in Sydney.

　"Fuck! No communication! Fucking hell!" the defense minister cursed. "This is bad. We have to rearrange our defenses again. The garrison will have to fight on two fronts!"

　Morrison and Hurley felt lucky, thinking to themselves, "It's a good thing we didn't choose to go to Sydney. Otherwise, if we had taken the highway, we would have likely run into the enemy along the way and been defeated..."

　The Director of the Security Intelligence Service said, "We must always have a way out. If the situation becomes irreversible, the Prime Minister and the Governor-General will probably need a backup plan. Therefore, I propose that we cover their retreat via the A25 highway to the north."

　Morrison paced slowly, sighing constantly. After repeated consideration, he agreed to the director of the Security Intelligence Agency's proposal.

　case.

　At this moment, the deputy director of the Security Intelligence Bureau suddenly said, "Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."

　The deputy director walked all the way to the toilet. Before entering the toilet, he looked around and saw that there was no one in front, behind, or around him, so he walked into a cubicle in the toilet.

　He lowered the toilet lid, sat on it, took out a strange-looking communicator from his pocket, put it close to his mouth and whispered:

　"Hello? The Prime Minister and Governor-General will be evacuating north along the A25 highway when Canberra is occupied..."

　After the deputy director finished speaking, a sweet female voice came from the communicator, saying, "Thank you, this is very important information. Do your best, and we will not let you down."

　Chapter 93: Australia's Tragedy (6)

　"What era is this? Could this thing be moved out of a museum? I feel like it could be my great-grandfather's brother."

　A soldier from the garrison was surprised to see a truck towing an anti-aircraft gun with a brass water-cooling sleeve to the position.

　"No matter how outdated it is, if a shell hits you, you won't even be left with a complete body," another soldier said.

　"I don't understand. Why are they even bringing out these antiques? Aren't the ones we have currently in service better than them?"

　"They probably ransacked the warehouse because they weren't enough. Anyway, the equipment department took out all the anti-aircraft guns stored in the warehouse, and I don't know what to do with them. If they were to shoot down enemy aircraft, these World War I-era guns would probably only be able to take down Army Aviation helicopters."

　"Hey, you two!" The squad leader, who was not far away, ran over and shouted, "Stop chatting and come over to debug the anti-aircraft gun!"

　Not only here, but also at many street intersections at the junction of Canberra's suburbs, many anti-aircraft guns are deployed.

　These anti-aircraft guns are of different models. In addition to the QF1 anti-aircraft gun mentioned above in World War I, there are also the Bofors 40mm anti-aircraft gun and Oerlikon 20mm anti-aircraft gun in World War II.

　Many soldiers, like the two privates just now, were confused about the deployment of this old anti-aircraft gun. They didn't understand why their superiors were crazy enough to deploy this old-fashioned thing.

　It was not until the deep-sea attack on Canberra that they understood the good intentions of their superiors.

　The morning light scattered in all directions from the newly emerged sun on the eastern horizon, and the entire eastern sky gradually became brighter.

　On the rooftop of a building, a scout is observing everything in the eastern suburbs of Canberra with an infrared night vision telescope.

　Suddenly, he observed that "foot soldiers" gradually appeared in the distance. The marching speed of these "foot soldiers" was very fast, just like the speed of a motorized infantry division.

　"Could these be the 'special enemies' the commander is referring to?" the scout thought to himself.

　Although it was still uncertain, the scout acted decisively and immediately knocked down a standing wooden pole next to him.

　In the city far away, a scout on another rooftop saw the wooden pole fall, immediately put down his binoculars, and then frantically shook the handle of the air raid siren.

　The sirens blared from the tallest building in the city center, spreading outward in all directions. Soldiers on patrol and reconnaissance duty in all directions also sounded their own sirens.

　The entire city of Canberra has been covered by the shrill sound of sirens.

　"Here they come."

　When the alarm sounded, not only the garrison troops, but also special police, police, and reserve forces were all preparing for battle in an orderly manner.

　The deep sea was getting closer and closer to Canberra until they were within the attack range of the Australian army!

　"fire!"

　Following the order from the front-line officers, many tongues of fire spit out from the Australian positions, pouring a large number of bullets and artillery shells into the deep sea.

　At a certain position, the rhythmic "bang bang" sounds of the QF1 anti-aircraft gun firing were like pieces of death music.

　One after another, the hot 37mm shell casings jumped out of the ejection port accompanied by continuous gunfire, like ballet dancers coming out at the sound.

　Because the Australian army used a large number of anti-aircraft guns for ground-to-ground firing, it caused a certain degree of delay in the deep-sea attack on Canberra.

　"Sure enough, it was right to let the combat puppet rush forward to test it out first." A deep-sea scout said as he watched the battle ahead outside the Australian army's firepower network.

　"Is there anyone who is good at sniping? Kill all those AA guys!" the deep-sea scout shouted in the mental network.

　A deep-sea scout replied, "Yes!" and rushed over immediately.

　She took out her flash Lee Enfield, lay on the ground and took aim. Every time the sniper pulled the trigger, an anti-aircraft gunner fell.

　This operation greatly reduced the efficiency of the Australian anti-aircraft artillery firepower output, and the combat puppets rushed up again under the leadership of a small number of deep-sea vanguards.

　A platoon leader on the front line picked up a makeshift landline and said, "There's a sniper targeting AA. Requesting mortar fire to eliminate the sniper! The sniper's coordinates are at xxx!"

　A particle beam gun is used in the deep sea. In this relatively dark environment where the sky is not yet fully bright, the beam is obvious, and it is easy to expose the position.

　"Received the coordinates! Calibrating!" replied the mortar team deployed behind the building.

　In fact, this mortar vehicle is nothing more than an ordinary mortar with a wheeled frame and towed by a military jeep. It is not a special mortar vehicle.

　"321--fire!" Flames burst out from the muzzles of several M120 mortars.

　Several 120mm mortar shells flew towards the target.