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- "Hober, follow me!" Boz pulled Hobol and ran upstairs. They ran to the attic and lay down behind a bullet hole only a foot in diameter. Lieutenant Bozik lay behind the bullet hole, holding his rifle flat. Hoboer lay on his back and took out the microphone.
The brothers downstairs have completed their formation. Through the thermal imaging search function of the electronic goggles, which can distinguish heat source objects of 10 12th power hertz, and the image magnification function with a resolution of 100 megapixels, Bozik saw that the enemy was dividing into two teams at about 800 yards and heading towards the two. Slowly approaching Platoon A's temporary position from different directions.
Pozik patted Hobol beside him. Hoboer connected to the combat communication network: "Gomande 40DA calls red FSE29, Gomande 40DA calls red FSE29, over."
The artillery liaison officer's London accent sounded: "Red FSE29 received, completed."
"Requesting priority fire support for red FEBA094858, depthseven hundred and sixty yards, altitudethree, offset to lefttwenty yards, one round. I Repeat, give priority fire support to red FEBA098, depth 760 yards, height 3, offset 20 yards to the left, one shot, completed.¡±
"Received, intervening!"
Whoops! A tracer shell pierced the night sky, flew screaming, hit in the distance, and stirred up an orange light. Several figures were thrown into the air, and the US military formation was immediately in chaos, but they did not stop advancing.
"Correction: minus twenty yards back, height four, six yards left, one shot. I repeat, minus twenty yards back, height four, six yards left, one shot, done. ¡±
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"Final correction: add ten yards forward, height four, offset angle unchanged, two salvoes! I repeat, add ten yards forward, height four, offset angle unchanged, two salvoes, complete!"
Tracer shells all over the sky tore through the night sky, flying screaming and hitting the enemy unscrupulously. Boom¡ªboom! Boom¡ªboom! Boom¡ªboom! The fire shot into the sky, and the night was illuminated like day by the exploding fire.
Donald pressed the butt of his rifle against his shoulder, his boots filled with water. Connor chewed gum, ignoring the rain running down his face, and stared at the gunfire in the distance. Orison dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and patted the gun bolt. Everyone's nerves were tense.
"The bombardment is over, thirty seconds!"
The shelling had turned the streets gray, but the soldiers could still see the advancing Americans through the smoky dust and foggy torrential rain. "Hold onhold on" Buwitch said to himself while holding the rifle. £® £® £® £® £®
Connor pulled out a long, sharp bayonet from his leggings and clicked it on the muzzle of the gun.
No soldier in the U.S. military¡¯s combat team flinched, and no soldier hesitated. They were all well-trained and good soldiers!
"come on."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? A bolt of lightning struck the night sky in the distance, and the thin rain fell harder.
?????????????????????????????????????? The enemy entered the range of heavy weapons, then gradually entered the range of individual howitzers and rockets, and finally gradually entered the range of rifles.
"Now!"
Someone set off the booby traps on both sides of the road. Boom! Boom! Boom! The booby traps on both sides of the road exploded into the middle of the road, overturning the enemy's ranks. The battle began, and Donald slammed down the enemy he had been targeting for so long, then quickly retreated into cover. After a while, Donald leaned out again, turned the gun, and shot at other targets.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Edmund's machine gun began to roar.
Buvich took out a fragmentation grenade from his arms. He pulled out the tab, flicked off the safety plate, held it in his hand and paused for two seconds, then threw it away with all his strength.
Boom!
The defensive positions of Platoon A are scattered like sesame seeds sprinkled on a pie, two blocks in front and one block in depth. The Marine Corps likes this style of play very much. They believe that this strategy can always make the enemy who comes to invade continue to be attacked by headaches after entering the defensive circle. They like to be like ghosts and shoot away after one shot. run.
However, there is no advantage at all in using this strategy to fight the US military. The US military's goals are firm and its tactics are quite flexible. They have a clear division of labor and never flinch, let alone being distracted by some harassing cold shots.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The enemy armored vehicle moved its four ugly mechanical legs and slowly climbed up like a turtle. Chris stuffed an armor-piercing round into the back of the rocket launcher, then raised the rocket launcher, put it on his shoulder, leaned out from the corner under the cover of fire from his brothers, and knelt down on one knee. "Be careful with the tail flame! I'm going to fire!" He gently pulled the trigger. The dust was blown up by the tail flame.??, the armor-piercing projectile sprang out from the rocket launcher, dragging fine smoke towards the armored vehicle at high speed.
The armor-piercing projectile missed the target. It missed the armored vehicle but hit the building behind the armored vehicle. The armored car's attention was drawn, and it slowly turned its turret, aiming at Chris. "Oh, hell!" Chris jumped up and ran away.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The corner of the wall was blown to pieces, and the place where Chris was just now was blown to pieces, with bricks and tiles flying everywhere.
"Get rid of that damn turtle!"
"Intervening!"
Cole is hiding in another remote ruined building.
??????????????????? A flurry of bullets hit Cole through the wall, splashing dust. Cole quickly tightened his body, realizing that he was exposed and had to move his position.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The heavy machine guns of the US armored vehicles fired recklessly, so that the Germans did not even dare to raise their heads. Pieces of mud, bricks and earth were scattered everywhere by large-caliber bullets.
Connor ran across the street with his rifle in hand, jumped into a crater filled with mud and water, and soiled his clothes - or rather his clothes were dirty - and he lay down in the crater, Unhooked the muddy individual anti-tank rocket launcher and armor-piercing projectiles from his back, and then inserted the armor-piercing projectiles into the back of the anti-tank rocket launcher.
Connor¡¯s entire body was immersed in the dirty water of the crater. Raindrops hit the dirty water in the crater densely, causing countless dirty ripples. Connor fingered the anti-tank rocket launcher's safety pin and raised the hammer. He shouted: "It's about to be launched! Watch out for the tail flame!" Then he shouldered the anti-tank rocket launcher, straightened up suddenly, and raised his hand to fire a rocket. The tail flames made the surrounding area gray. The armor-piercing bullets screamed and dragged thin white smoke towards the enemy armored vehicles.
Connor quickly lay down.
Boom! A flash of light struck the armored vehicle, causing shards of steel to fly in all directions¡ªConnor was hit. boom! The depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile that got stuck inside the armored vehicle exploded, throwing the armored vehicle's turret high into the air.
Five German soldiers rushed forward, climbed onto the armored vehicle like monkeys, used their rifles to open the roof door of the armored vehicle, stuffed several fragmentation grenades inside, and then quickly jumped off and ran away.
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The two German soldiers were unable to dodge and were beaten to death by the Americans. The horribly red "ketchup" started flying and splashed everywhere.
Lieutenant Bozik emptied the last round in the magazine, then rolled to the side and lay on his back. "Change the magazine!" He shouted with one hand free as he pulled the bolt of the gun and pulled out the magazine.
Hoboer shouted loudly: "The battle is fierce?"
"That's right, that's right!" Bozik struggled to put the empty magazine back into the ammunition bag, and then pulled out a new magazine from the ammunition bag.
"Watch out for the cannonballs!" Hoboer suddenly yelled. Then a flash of light flashed in front of Bozik's eyes, and then the entire attic was destroyed by artillery shells. In a daze, Bozik felt like he was being thrown backward by the shock wave like a sack, and hit a wall with his head. All kinds of rocks and wood chips flew down, bang bang bang bang.
Pozik lay on the ground, his whole body aching. He felt his ears screaming. Bozik slowly got up, shook off the dirt from his body, and pulled Bu Zhi to stand up. He found that Hobol was leaning against the wall like a broken toy soldier, his head drooped, his eyes were vacant, and thin bloodshot eyes slowly fell from his mouth.
Hoboer¡¯s lower body hung outside the window like a pair of pants.
Lieutenant Bozik felt dizzy.
"Yeah!" A U.S. soldier rushed up to the attic waving his gun fiercely, trying to pierce Bozik with the sharp barrel. Bozik suddenly woke up, but it was too late.
It¡¯s over.
The American's rifle stabbed at Bozik. Unexpectedly, his foot slipped and he accidentally missed the target. God, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that you can't even buy in a lifetime lottery ticket! Bozik blocked the enemy's rifle with all his strength, and then quickly took out his own pistol.
The American rushed forward, grabbed Bozik's pistol, and threw it aside. At the same time, he drew out a one-foot-long short knife with his other hand and stabbed Bozik hard.
Bozik waved his hand and firmly pressed against the American's hand holding the knife. He took that hand around behind him, then snatched his short knife, and instantly used it at a speed that was too fast for people to react. Americans' throats slit.
Purple blood spurted out, and the American clutched his throat and fell to the ground trembling. Bozik saw his expression clearly before he fell to the ground: it was a complex expression of deep hatred and a little pleading.
Pozik threw the American knife aside and hunched his back.Covering his mouth with one hand, he walked swaying downstairs with the rifle in his other hand.
"Damn it, I'm almost out of ammunition!" Doe shouted as he opened the machine gun's receiver cover, took out the empty ammunition box, stuffed it back into the bag, and then hurriedly took out the last box of ammunition from the bag. Rudy, who was lying on the side, immediately adjusted the shooting frequency to cover Doe's change of ammunition box.
The partner of the Second Reconnaissance Company next to Boa was killed by the enemy. Boa dug out of the crater filled with mud and water and struggled to climb towards the roadside building. As he climbed, he kept mumbling: "Don't die in such a damn place. If you want to die, die in a woman's arms!"
Poya did not notice that there were five Americans twenty yards to his right rushing up to the building not far away. Doe and Rudy are in there!
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Suddenly there was a sound of flesh being torn apart from behind, and Rudy lay motionless on the ground. Doe turned around and was surprised to see a tall American soldier plunging the barrel of his gun into Rudy's back.
Christ Jesus! Doe quickly drew the pistol from his chest and brought Rudy down before the American soldier could pull the barrel out of Rudy's body and impale himself.
"Ah!" Another enemy screamed and rushed up with a rifle. Doe lay on his back, turned his gun and shot him three times, knocking him down.
After killing this guy, Doe rolled and struggled to stand up. Phew! A fly passed through the wall, came in from the outside, and hit Doe right in the butt. Doe lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Fuck it! Fuck it!"
Whoops! call out! call out! Several German fighter jets flew over the battlefield. Bozik raised his head, looked at the few wisps of smoke left by the fighter, and secretly shouted: "Not good!"
Whoops! A rocket dragged white smoke screaming into the building next to the street, and then exploded with a bang.
Taylor retracted into the crater and shouted: "Change the magazine!" The partner of the Second Reconnaissance Company next to him immediately adjusted the rate of fire to cover Taylor's change of magazine.
¡°Ah!¡± an enemy yelled and rushed from behind, brandishing a sharp American short knife. Taylor immediately dropped his rifle, took out his pistol, turned around and knocked the man down.
"Damn it! We have to move our position!"
"Yes, that's right!"
They grabbed their belongings and jumped out of the crater, running like headless flies into a building on the side of the road, where they found Doe with his butt stabbed through.
"Doe, you won a million dollars!"
"screw you!"
"Brother, where is your point?"
"In the sewer!"
¡°Do me a favor, carry him over, and I¡¯ll cover you.¡± Taylor changed the magazine of the rifle.
Every building in the defense zone has a secret tunnel connected to the sewer. Taylor's partner limped toward the tunnel with Doe on his shoulders. Taylor stuffed a beetail grenade into the grenade launcher, pulled the barrel, slammed the trigger out the window, and scurried away.
Chi! A missile rushed over after hearing the news, embedded in the building, and exploded the room where Taylor had just been. Taylor flew down the stairs and jumped into the tunnel like a rat.
A squad of American soldiers followed Taylor into the tunnel, but several booby traps at the entrance of the tunnel detected them and exploded with a bang. In a flash of light, the American soldier was knocked down, and the tunnel entrance was blocked by large and small pieces of gravel.
The entire underground sewer network in the defense zone was transformed into a small underground military hospital by the Second Reconnaissance Company. The doctor took a quick look at Doe's butt, gave him a dose of penicillin, handed him a roll of gauze, and left in a hurry.
The fighting on the ground continues. Kol basically used the sniper rifle as an assault rifle because the target was too close. Buvich moved his position with difficulty, as various artillery shells exploded around him, and muddy water splashed everywhere.
An old woman in ragged clothes dragged four children through the streets filled with artillery fire. However, the density of firepower did not weaken at all because of these civilians. The old woman and the children ran to the other side of the street and huddled in a corner where they thought they were the safest - in fact, that was the least safe place.
The rain poured heavily on the old woman and the children, and the cold wind made them tremble. Every once in a while, several soldiers ran past them, but no one, whether they were German soldiers or American soldiers, noticed them, as if they were living beings forgotten by the Creator.
Whoops! call out! call out! The German fighter jets that just flew over are flying back again! All German soldiers knew that the return of these fighter jets meant that they were about to commit heinous acts. Donald immediately fell down when he saw this.
The fighter formation flew over the enemy's head at high speed.??He dropped piles of incendiary bombs on their heads like a goddess scattering flowers. boom! boom! boom! The flames of the incendiary bomb exploded into the sky, dyeing the entire sky red.
The battlefield was illuminated once again.
Except for his eyes and the top of his head, everything on Donald's face was blackened. He raised his head, looked around, and found that the US military was starting to make a mess. Donald pulled out the rifle soaked in the dirty puddle, then slowly stood up and looked around.
Whoosh! The fighter formation circled beautifully in the air, flew back again, and used its one-inch large-caliber cannon to bombard the enemies on the ground.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Boom! Boom! The machine gun shells hit the ground, triggering a series of explosions similar to fragmentation grenades. The shock wave and flying stone shrapnel generated by the explosion overturned all nearby life forms.
"Are you here?" Sally found Donald, "Have you seen Connor?"
"No! How the hell would I know?"
"Connor!"
After searching around for a long time, they finally found Connor. I saw Connor kneeling beside the corpse of a German soldier, dumbfounded. Donald stepped forward and grabbed Connor, but Connor waved his arms like crazy and started shouting hysterically: "I killed him! Kill me! I deserve death!"
Donald and Sally were stunned to see that the body of the German soldier was Connor's brother, Mista. Connor accidentally killed Mista!
The last round of machine gun fire was over, the fighter formation began to return, and the U.S. military was beaten to a rout. Bozik grabbed the mobile phone and roared: "All combat units in row A will move forward a hundred yards and establish a defense line in area B. We must drive them all back!"
"Hoo!"
The U.S. military could no longer hold on and was preparing to retreat. German firepower began to gradually increase.
"Hurry up, the enemy has retreated, we must seize the time to consolidate the defense line!" Donald and Sally recovered from their surprise and tried their best to control Connor who was on the verge of collapse. They dragged Connor away. Like a real criminal, Connor dragged himself on the ground and kept crying: "Kill me! I killed him! I killed him!"
Until the next morning, the rain showed no sign of stopping. The rain was still cleaning the ground. The dirty blood was slowly diluted, ripples appeared in the bomb craters on the streets, and the rotting corpses were wrapped in body bags by the soldiers and dumped in the corner, unnoticed.
In a dilapidated low-rise building, most of the soldiers in Platoon A were holed up inside. The few remaining rays of sunlight in the sky broke through the thick dark clouds and shone into the building. Buvich stretched out his head from the warm sleeping bag, slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and slowly adapted to the surrounding light. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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