It was night, and the snow finally stopped.

There were no more dark clouds in the sky, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

The snow reflected the moon's light, and it was completely white. The foxes that came out to look for food could be seen clearly.

The soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire hated the damn moon. Because of the moon, the Ming army's attacks at night became more sharp.

According to combat habits, the soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire did not attack at night.

However, they did not need to attack because it was the Ming army that launched the attack.

There was a dull sound of artillery in the distance, one after another. It was like muffled thunder from the sky rolling towards the ground.

Sometimes, you can even feel the earth trembling.

It was a heavy artillery, definitely a heavy artillery of over 150 mm. Otherwise, there would never have been such a loud explosion and such a strong tremor.

The veterans felt frightened when they heard the sound of artillery.

They had experienced the power of artillery, especially when fighting the Israelis.

At that time, Ming Dynasty was still their ally, but now Ming Dynasty is their enemy.

Compared to the death threat of heavy artillery, the cold seems to kill them faster.

There are many woods nearby, so firewood is not a problem.

But unfortunately, no one dared to light a fire at night. Even in the trenches, the trenches blocked the light of the fire, but...the thick smoke could not cover it.

The company next to us was really freezing last night and secretly lit a fire in the trench.

As a result, the thick smoke revealed the location, and just a few minutes later, more than a dozen howitzer shells were dropped.

Not only were all the people warming up by the fire dead, but almost two classes were also implicated.

I heard that the company commander was shot overnight!

From then on, it became an ironclad order not to light fires at night, and no one dared to disobey it.

"Squad leader, I'm freezing to death."

"Hang on Zuckerberg, wrap yourself in a blanket to keep yourself warm."

"I've done this, but it's still too cold."

"Damn it, the Ming army is here to attack... at least it will be warmer during the fight."

"Get out of here, the Ming army's artillery will blow you up. If you have a few pieces of meat left, you'll be lucky."

"Crow mouth, shut up!"

"You are the crow's mouth! You are the weasel and the fox."

"Fuck you, do you want me to beat you?"

"You all shut up."

In the trenches, the soldiers kept bickering.

They didn't want to argue, but they didn't want to fall asleep.

If you stay in the trenches in this kind of weather, you will easily freeze to death. Many brothers who continued to argue at night would turn into frozen zombies the next morning.

"Listen, what's the sound?"

The soldiers all pricked up their ears, and soon a sound similar to the roar of a monster came from the distance, mixed with the sounds of "crack" and "crack".

"It can't be a Ming army tank."

"Don't talk nonsense, we won't be so unlucky.

Tomorrow morning, we can retreat behind the lines and have hot soup and a warm house to live in."

While the monitor was speaking, his heart was beating wildly because the terrifying sound was getting closer and closer.

Finally, several huge black monsters rushed out of the forest.

The monster puffed out black smoke, roared like a dragon, and rushed towards the position.

The snow up to the knees could not stop this thing from moving forward at all.

Instead, behind them, the blown snow turned into a large cloud of snow mist. It was impossible to see clearly what was behind them.

"Squad leader, it's a tank. The tank of the Ming Army is just like the one in the legend."

A young infantryman was so frightened that he retracted his head into the trench and howled.

No one spoke, no one fired.

Zuckerberg, who was more courageous, dared to stick his head out and take a look.

"They've entered a minefield!" Zuckerberg shouted excitedly.

Everyone stuck their heads out of the trenches!

They watched helplessly as the tank plunged into the minefield.

Mines kept flashing under the tracks of the tanks, but...

"Oh my God!

These things are not afraid of landmines."

The soldiers howled in despair.

The first mines used by the Austro-Hungarian Empire were donated by the Ming Dynasty.

Later, the Austro-Hungarian Empire imitated it themselves, naturally also imitating this small anti-infantry mine.

The main shooting idea of ​​this mine is to be small!

As long as the enemy is injured, you don't want to send the enemy to see God all at once.

Many landmines are so powerful that they can blow up half of a person's foot, leaving them unable to walk.

Even a more powerful one can only blow up a person's calf.

Mines of this power have very limited destructive effect on tank tracks and bottom armor.

The shrapnel hit the armor, making a "dinging" sound and sparks.

The soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire were crying without tears!

"Boom!" A large amount of snow rose up from the side of a tank, and the black frozen soil below was also lifted up.

It's a mortar. The camp also discovered this thing and used mortars to support it.

"Damn it, mortars are useless," Zuckerberg cried.

He just saw with his own eyes that a mortar hit the tank directly.

The mortar shell was directly deflected, fell into the snow and exploded.

The hit tank rushed through the smoke of the explosion and continued to charge forward.

Zuckerberg was completely stunned!

The tanks of the Ming army rushed forward recklessly, and until they reached a distance of two hundred meters, no one from the Austro-Hungarian Empire opened fire.

Cannonballs can't do anything, but guns can do the trick?

"They are followed by people!" someone shouted.

Only then did everyone see clearly that there were figures behind the tank, followed by many dark shadows.

That must be the infantry accompanying the tank!

"Shoot, shoot, hit those infantrymen, don't believe they are invulnerable.

Machine gun, machine gun, beat them up."

The platoon leader howled and ordered the Maxim machine gun to fire.

"Beep, beep, beep...!" Maxim's dull gunshot rang out.

With the dull sound of the gun, a series of bullets flew out of the gun barrel. The strong air flow caused the foam under the muzzle to scatter in all directions.

Not to mention, when Maxim's voice rang out, the first few Ming tanks were hit with sparks flying, and the screams of people after being hit could also be heard.

The morale of the Austro-Hungarian soldiers was immediately shaken. The infantrymen picked up their rifles and fired, aiming at the black figures behind the tanks.

After Zuckerberg took two shots, he felt something was wrong.

The muzzles on those tanks were rotating, and they quickly spotted the position of the Maxim heavy machine gun.

"Boom!" The muzzle flash of the tank suddenly appeared, and a large plume of gunpowder smoke immediately rose from Maxim's position.

Zuckerberg saw Maxim mixed in the smoke and flying at least twenty meters high.

The distance is too close. Two hundred meters is very close to a tank gun.

The tanks of the Ming army fired one after another. Not only the Maxim heavy machine gun was hit, but even the light machine gun was almost wiped out.

The firepower of the entire company was immediately reduced by more than half.
To be continued...