On the same day, artillery shells roared on the battlefield of the Seclavin Triangle Defense Line and the Estoninos Fortress in Hebei Province.
In a trench somewhere in the 18th Division of the Portuguese Army, a squad leader and a machine gunner were talking softly. Owen, their platoon leader, did not hear what they were saying clearly.
After a while, the sound of artillery stopped, and some soldiers began to take action. They were preparing for the next battle.
"Want a cigarette?" Deputy platoon leader Chris crawled to Owen's side.
At this time, Chris found that his partner was smoking at this time, which surprised him because as far as he knew, Owen was one of the few people in the army who did not smoke.
"Are you feeling better?" Owen was concerned about his partner.
"What?" Chris was still a little confused, but after a few seconds he realized: "Oh, I can hear it now."
"After a while, the company commander will probably ask us to move forward again and lay down the next bunker defense line."
Owen said, reaching into his pocket to get another cigarette, but he found that the item was already used up.
"What, my buddy, are you scared? It's also a good nobleman's fault. He insists on being a soldier. Now it's okay. You know how scary it is to be a soldier." Chris said jokingly.
"Hey, Chris, although we are old acquaintances now, why are you still like this? You still hate the aristocrats so much. Didn't the aristocrat who bullied you receive the justice he deserved?" Owen responded habitually.
"I'm sorry, you are my friend, I shouldn't say this to you, but I just can't change my prejudice against the nobles, because there are not many good people from the nobles I have met before." Chris said sincerely, knowing that he was wrong.
Sorry.
"Indeed, there are too many bad people in the nobility and too few good people. If His Majesty hadn't cleaned up the matter, I think our Portuguese nobility would still be full of scum and unrepentant."
As the second son of a minor noble Viscount, Owen did know that the previous nobles were not very good, because even he had been bullied by higher-ranking nobles in the past.
"Hey, to be honest, I am indeed very scared now. But now that I am here, I don't regret it. Although I am scared, this war is very important to our country. As a noble, I have the obligation and responsibility to fight.
Spain has been suppressing Portugal, and this time it must crush it under our feet."
"Gather!" Company Commander Harden shouted, summoning his soldiers.
The soldiers clung to the winding trench walls, raised their guns, and gathered in line to wait for orders.
After gathering his team, Chris found that Owen was shaking a little, but his face was full of determination.
As soon as the whistle blew, Owen led the charge, and he led the team towards the front.
The Spaniards on the opposite side saw a charge and quickly suppressed it with fire.
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"Finally we took this position down!"
Although he was avoiding artillery bombardment, Chris was still in high spirits.
"Yes, it took 9 times to capture it. This position is too difficult to capture. I don't know who is holding on here? Who is the commander? The defenders here actually refused to surrender and killed the last person in the battle. This is too much.
Abnormal."
Owen took out the kettle, unscrewed the lid, drank half of it with his head tilted back, then screwed the lid back on and put it back.
"This time, many people died again. I hope we can replenish our troops in time."
Owen heard some sobbing. It was a few recruits crying. Their hoarse voices made people very uncomfortable.
The Spanish bombardment stopped, and Owen quickly got up with his gun in hand and walked to the defensive position, looking into the distance.
Sure enough, after a while, the enemy began to charge in a mighty manner. Owen picked up his rifle and fired one shot. Then he hid in the trench to change ammunition, then got up and fired another shot.
"The Spaniards are coming, there are many of them." After repeating it five times, Irving put the remaining bullet in the pond, then pulled out the bayonet and pressed it, and then carefully checked the condition of the gun.
"There are indeed many of them. The machine gunner told me that there are not many bullets left. We will probably have to fight hand-to-hand combat later. Now the rear cannot keep up for a while. We have no reserve team. We must withstand this time." Chris also
He began to check the equipment. He carefully checked the engineer's weapon and found that it was in very good condition. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The engineer's shovel is the hand-bladed weapon that Chris is most accustomed to using here. Compared to bayonet skills, Chris is better at using a shovel.
Owen fired one last shot and quickly hid in the trench.
"Brothers, get ready for hand-to-hand combat. I wish you all good luck!" Owen shouted.
Soon, two Spaniards rushed in. Owen reacted quickly and stabbed one to death, while the other was shot in the head by Chris with a shovel.
Just two were killed, but soon more and more Spanish soldiers came over one by one.
At this moment, the Portuguese soldiers in the trenches either used bayonets or sappers to fight to the death with the influx of Spaniards.
Owen ran into an enemy soldier head-on. The enemy quickly swung his engineer's shovel at him, but Owen's bayonet quickly slashed across his neck.
To deal with another person, Owen saw Chris fighting with an enemy. He quickly rushed forward and stabbed the enemy's abdomen with his bayonet, while Chris also hit the enemy's head hard with a finishing blow.
"Reinforcements are coming!"
I don’t know how long the fight lasted? When Owen heard such Portuguese, he suddenly felt that the power in his body that was about to expire began to move again.
After the real reinforcements arrived, the Spanish soldiers who lost a lot of money retreated. Their retreat was temporary. They would wait for reinforcements and then continue to charge.
A new company was added, and Owen, Chris and their company could finally rest.
night.
Chris, who was doing some repairs, heard some shocking news.
Seclavin's triangle of defense.
The Alcanberra Fortress in the south has been breached!
"Alcampera has been breached, how is that possible? Who is spreading false news?" Chris said in disbelief.
The defense levels of the Triangular Fortress are almost the same, but in fact the relatively low-lying Alcampera Fortress is the weakest of the three fortresses, but it cannot be so invincible.
But now the Estoninos Fortress in the north is still fighting fiercely, and the attack has only completed 1/2, but Alcanberra in the south is actually over.
How is this possible? Chris can't even imagine it.
Although the Alcanberra Fortress is a little bit in danger, it will not fall so quickly.
Estoninos Fortress, in addition to the 18th Division's 2nd Brigade and 1st Heavy Artillery Regiment that detoured behind Sekravin, the close cavalry division, and 6 militia regiments.
The besieging Northern Army troops still include one brigade of the elite 18th Division, one brigade and one heavy artillery regiment of the regular 23rd Division, half a heavy artillery regiment and one brigade of the elite 16th Division, and 5 militia groups.
Alcanberra Fortress is surrounded on two sides. The Southern Route Army has the second brigade and half of a heavy artillery regiment of the 16th Division, the elite 17th Division, the 21st Regular Division, the Second Division of the 23rd Regular Division, and 8 militia groups.
On the surface, the Southern Route Army outnumbered the Northern Army, but not many troops were mobilized to attack the Alcampera Fortress.
The Portuguese troops east of Alcanberra Fortress were actually surrounded by counterattacks and were unable to launch an attack. In fact, the damage they suffered was only half that of the Portuguese Southern Route Army.
The Southern Route Army, which had fewer attacking troops, broke through the defense line and captured the fortress earlier than the Northern Army. Irving simply did not believe it.
"Nothing is impossible. I've made it clear."
Looking at the surprised Chris, Owen said to him: "Alcanberra Fortress received a blast from the Skoda 305mm cannon."
"The main fortress of Alcanberra was destroyed by ten rounds of the Skoda cannon. The reinforced concrete was directly overturned, and the smaller bunkers with lower defenses were slowly named one by one."
"A 305mm cannon, oh my God! How come there is such a big cannon on land?" Chris said in disbelief.
This chapter has been completed!