The helis appeared!
It started with a big black thing appearing all of sudden in my range of sight. I didn't know what it was, but it came from the direction behind the portal, meaning it was ours.
When I looked closer, I was shocked to see the helis of old humans. These helis rose up in the air, using their rotors to rise higher and come fast towards the flying Hescos.
I looked and counted thousands of these helis. I knew they were modified, but I never expected them to be here.
And in the middle of all this, I didn't notice their presence at all. That grand general must have done something to shield their presence from any spying eyes.
Even I failed to notice their presence. I watched and saw each heli carrying at least one hundred fighters.
The modified helis weren't like the old ones. The old helis were enough to carry ten up to dozen of fighters at most.
But now these helis were so big, enough to carry a hundred or even more.
The helis were in the shape of fighting apaches of lost human weaponry arsenal. They were once known as the terror of the sky, and now they were much fiercer even in the times of the apocalypse.
Each modified apache didn't just grow larger and longer, they also came occupied to the brim with deadly cannons, rockets, and missiles.
Once they came closer, even before the Hescos would be in closer range to attack them, the apaches began their assault.
And their attack was devastating from the start.
The sudden appearance of the apaches took the enemies by surprise. I didn't blame them, even I, the owner of these deadly birds, forgot about their presence.
The apaches launched their long range missiles first. The moment these explosive missiles hit the Hescos, large flower shaped red explosions appeared in the middle of their ranks.
The explosion drifted away many of the surrounding Hescos, while claiming the lives of others hit directly by the missiles. The attacks came swiftly and one missile after another was sent at these Hescos.
But this wasn't enough to take down the Hescos in the air.
The flying Hescos were already under heavy fire from the ground hampies. And now they started to be hit by the missiles from the apaches.
But even so, they were still coming in large numbers towards my weapons.
The appearance of the apaches placed more pressure over the Hescos. But as the Hescos were coming from all directions towards my weapons, it proved hard and quite challenging to stop them.
But as the apaches were getting closer to the Hescos, the latter divided their forces into two. One headed towards the weapons and started to launch their attacks, while the other headed to the apaches and tried to take them down.
The ones heading to the weapons on the ground were getting rained with thick fire from the hampies. Many fell with fire engulfing their bodies, but much more rained the world down with their deadly attacks.
I couldn't hear anything, but the area down there got brightened up from many explosions. The attacks all landed over the shields, which managed to stop most of them.
But eventually under the pressure, a few shields cracked and others exploded into tiny bits. The explosions then fell over the weapons and fire engulfed many of my weapons.
Damn! Seeing my precious weapons get such a hit made my heart clench.
"Close ranged shields? That's an impressive move, hahahaha!" but when the fire subsided slightly, I saw that most of the weapons getting hit were fine.
They were surrounded with some sort of bubble shaped shield. These shields appeared from the weapons themselves, protecting them from the damage of the attacks raining down at them.
The Hescos first assault didn't yield much results. Only a few weapons got destroyed, not more than a hundred at most.
The other group of Hescos flew towards the apaches. The two sides closed in and the Hescos started firing at my apaches.
The two sides were firing everything they got at this point. Missiles, cannon fires, rockets, and even hand grenades and modified explosive bullets came from the apaches and the fighters boarding the apaches.
In return, dense waves of attacks came at the direction of the apaches from the flying Hescos. Just as the two sides clashed, flares of light appeared around my apaches, surrounding them in some sort of shield.
The sudden appearance of shields prevented the incoming hits from the Hescos partially. Few attacks passed through, and many patches got attacked and ruined in response.
Many started to fall from both sides, but from a closer look, one could tell that the Hescos lost much more than my apaches.
The two sides broke from each other, flew in a curved path before regrouping again and coming hot at each other.
I could tell the aerial fight was going to last for much longer. But in return, I believed my apaches would emerge victorious in the end.
Just as the two sides approached for a second clash, dense rays of attacks came from down below all of sudden. I looked and got a little surprised that the hampies changed their position in such haste and precision, appearing just below the flying Hescos.
Their timely appearance in this spot took the Hescos up above by surprise. The incoming hits were direct and didn't need to cross much distance this time.
It was expected that with the first wave of these rays, many fires engulfed Hescos and ruined their tight formation. In return, the apaches didn't let this chance slip by and hit the Hescos hard.
With such change in the battle, the Hescos couldn't spare any time to deal with the apaches. They made their best to evade and then regrouped once more.
This time there were no hampies down below, and they seemed to take a longer curve to relocate their places. They aimed to end up far away from these hampies when they'd end clashing with the apaches.
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