After rapid fire, the gun barrel became hot and the gun group had to stop shooting. However, the battle did not end because of this, but developed towards the second stage.

Before the smoke of gunpowder fell, more than a dozen Type 63 armored vehicles acted as attack arrows. They led dozens of modified 212 jeeps to form an assault group to drive out of the city and accelerated to pounce on the enemies outside the city.

As the enemy came from Highway 180 to the south, the assault aircraft group divided into two routes, bypassing the previously dug trenches and rushed to the first battalion of the enemy's third regiment.

The government army's battalion had only about 300 people, but it could be regarded as the main force with relatively complete equipment and troops. The commander of the Third Regiment, Kulik, originally wanted to use this main force to completely destroy the city of Merida's confidence in resistance under the prestige of artillery fire.

Apart from the lack of tanks, this battalion has almost been semi-mechanized and has a large number of armored vehicles. Although the chariots in the battalion are all old French goods, they can be used to kill people but are very sharp.

However, when the commander of this battalion encountered the wide and deep anti-tank trench outside the city, he never expected that he would be bombarded by heavy artillery. When he realized it, everything was too late.

Almost all of the soldiers exposed to the wilderness were killed. Only in the end were the hundreds of soldiers, commanded by the officers, jumped into the anti-tank trench in a hurry before avoiding the difficulties.

In the earth-shaking artillery fire, everyone felt that death would come in the next second. When the artillery fire stopped, the remaining enemies were all sweating and their faces turned pale, and their bodies were as if they were sifted.

However, there were also some of the remaining enemies who were killed and not afraid of death. Listening to the fact that there was no movement outside, several officers kicked the soldiers one by one and scolded them to climb out of the deep trench.

Back on the ground, I saw that a battalion that had blocked the road was completely disintegrated. The artillery fire blew up dozens of armored vehicles and trucks. Some armored vehicles were hit directly by shells and were blown into scrap iron on the spot, and some were tilted and twisted like a ball of steel.

"Count the number of people and reorganize, we have to leave here as soon as possible." The officer with the highest rank stood up and issued an order. A cannonball made a battalion shrink into a company, and destroyed all the means of transportation. He could only secretly murmured in his heart: "I hope the troops in the city will not pursue them."

But it is impossible not to pursue.

The reduced battalion had just run less than three hundred meters, and the sound of the engine motor sounded behind them, and it was on both sides and on both sides. The soldiers who were still in shock were immediately furious, some of them collapsed with their legs, and some of them took steps and wanted to escape.

"Don't run, resist on the spot. Otherwise, none of us will survive, and those mud legs will not accept our surrender." Two bangs, the remaining battalion of officers shot and killed several deserters, but they looked at the terrain and secretly complained that the surrounding terrain was flat and there was no place to hide.

The remaining government army battalion was in a hurry, and the assault aircraft group of the security army in the city had already come. The left and right clamp attack easily formed cross firepower. The leading 63 armored vehicle simply stopped about 300 meters away to stabilize the body and used heavy machine guns to strait the area occupied by the enemy.

The remaining soldiers of the first battalion have long been unwilling to fight, and the so-called resistance is even more messy, and they are powerless to resist the opponent's firepower advantage.

Behind the armored vehicle, the mortar that came on the 212 Jeep quickly opened fire. One shell after another formed a Xujin barrage according to its coordinates, and rumbling and exploded.

Carpet-like smoke covered the area of ​​about several football fields, and when the armored vehicles rushed forward for the final clearance, there was no resistance on the ground.

The commander of the assault aircraft group continued to lead the team forward like a whirlwind, and they also had to pursue the enemy's third regiment. After all, the enemy was just fleeing, and the main force was still there.

More than a dozen infantrymen riding on 212 Jeep were left to clean the battlefield, and they were asked to find valuable prisoners. But in fact, there were no complete enemies on the battlefield, and even the living people were missing their arms and legs.

Faced with seriously injured enemies, soldiers of the security army often draw out bayonets to end their lives. These soldiers often go to the battlefield for the first time, kill people for the first time, and see hell swept by artillery fire and heavy weapons for the first time.

Some people's hands shaking with bayonets, some people were nauseous and vomited by the flesh and blood all over the ground. Some people became more and more determined in the fishy and unpleasant battlefield.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me." A government soldier had a mortar shrapnel inserted into his thigh, which was the least injured on the scene. He fell to the ground and tried to raise his hand, trying to resist the approaching enemy.

A security soldier with blood in his hands came up. He half-squatted down and grabbed his opponent's head. When the bayonet was about to cut through the opponent's neck, he said in surprise: "Leo, you are Leo."

The seriously injured government soldiers heard someone calling their names and quickly shouted: "Who are you? Do you know me? Please let me go, I am willing to surrender."

"Let you go?" The security soldier holding a knife suddenly burst into laughter, "You don't remember who I am, right? I am your neighbor. I have been bullied by you since I was a child, just because you have a brother who is a usury gangster."

"Let me go, let me go." The injured government soldier could only hold the enemy's sleeves and muttered repeatedly.

The security soldier holding a knife said coldly: "Have you let Celia go? She grew up with you, but you were sent to a brothel because of borrowing a gang loan loan. She begged you for a few days of gratitude, but are you soft-hearted?

Have you let Aunt Tari go? She had a fight with you, but her seven-year-old son was broken on both legs and had to be in a wheelchair all his life. You also publicize this everywhere, making everyone afraid of you and feel that you are not easy to mess with.

Have you let me go? You often hit me for no reason just because it makes you happy. When I come home with a bruised face every day, do you know how uncomfortable I feel? I should thank God for letting you fall into my hands before you die. Now it's my turn to deal with you."

The words of the sword-holder attracted the attention of his companions. Someone was vomiting just now, but now he stood up and shouted: "Take him a few times for me, I have a grudge with this group of gangs."

"I suggest starting with his fingers and cutting off his flesh one by one. Some people in our village reported the gang members, but only bones were left in one hand."

"You can also burn a pile of fire to roast this guy's legs. I've seen such punishments and it's very painful."

The soldiers of the security army surrounded him, and various ideas continued to emerge, which were all the means of the Mexican gangsters in the past. Soon the gang soldier who survived by luck made a shrill scream, and his soul was twisting and struggling in his voice, enduring the pain of being revenge.

Kulik's third regiment lost less than 400 people in the shelling, but the entire regiment fled due to shelling. In order to annihilate the main force of the regiment and kill and injure its personnel as much as possible, Qin Weidong, commanded by Merida, sent several rapid assault troops to launch an attack along the road.

The government army had a limited number of personnel, and one less died. In order to cut off the life of this army, the w90 heavy self-propelled howitzer with a maximum range of 40 kilometers showed its super power, directly slinging from a long distance, chasing the main force of the third regiment that fled.

The third regiment, which was constantly bombed, was forced to leave the road and flee to the wilderness with a small team. The speed of escape in the wilderness was greatly reduced, and the lack of logistics, so the deserters could not even drink their saliva.

After just one day, these tired and hungry government soldiers' combat effectiveness dropped significantly, and more than half were wiped out by the security forces or died of exhaustion in the wilderness. Less than 300 people who could escape from the sky were completely ruined.

However, the security forces in Merida City were greatly motivated and were full of fighting spirit because of this battle. The will to revenge kept them until the end of the entire bloody battle.
Chapter completed!