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Chapter 1690 Brushing Experience

Sivata, suburbs.

The artillery fire broke the buildings here, and only a few short walls were still standing alone among the rubble. Behind the short wall, a mechanized squad led by Sun Shaoyang was on guard.

The rotation battle with the "Resistance Army" entered the second stage, and the five newly formed infantry divisions were well trained here. Next, the three guard brigades that had just completed the expansion and formation came here to get experience points.

Tactical coordination can actually be practiced well on the training ground, especially the three guard brigades are basically reinstalled and are not very suitable for the mountainous terrain around Sivata. However, the legion still sent infantry from the guard brigade for actual combat, and everything is just to practice courage.

No matter how good the exercise is, it is difficult to train the courage. Only by walking in real guns and can we understand what calmness is, the legion is constantly expanding, and there are too many new recruits. Many soldiers are good at everything during training, and they run around as soon as they go to the battlefield.

Sun Shaoyang's task today is to hold on for twenty-four hours behind a low wall. One day and one night, it looks very simple, but the whole class is so nervous that it is dead because the "Resistance Army" is not a weakling now.

There is a rumor on the front line that the soldiers of the northern "Mo Tongcheng" took drugs and had good skills and tactics. Apart from being a little stupid, they were completely qualified infantrymen. This is much better than the soldiers of the Mexican government army, and it is not easy to take advantage of their opponents.

Moreover, in the previous round of battles, the army's troops were trained, and the soldiers and officers who survived the "Resistance Army" became extremely capable. They could survive artillery fire and blockade for more than a month, and no matter who accomplished such a feat, they would become difficult to mess with.

"Squad leader, there is movement in the east." A soldier whispered: "Just across from us."

The nine people in Sun Shaoyang's class were scattered within a diameter of about twenty or thirty meters. Although they looked at the quietness of the ruins, they were actually full of dangers. They didn't know where the enemy was ambushed. No one wanted to cause trouble, they just wanted to survive the 24-hour period in the ruins of the city safely.

And in this seemingly dangerous place, anyone should be vigilant. After hearing the report from his subordinates, Sun Shaoyang immediately stepped on his waist and moved a few steps, poked his head slightly out of a wall gap, glanced at him and then retracted.

To the east of the low wall is a street full of construction waste. After just a glance, Sun Shaoyang saw someone rushing over quickly with a gun in his arms, "Damn it, the rebels are coming up again. It may be a battle group of two or three people, something like a bed bug."

General Sagraza originally commanded the guerrillas of the "Mo Jie Formation". He had average ability to fight position warfare, but he had a good grasp of the infiltration tactics of the squad. He has now given up field position warfare and switched to street fighting or guerrilla warfare.

Sun Shaoyang hates street fighting. This kind of battle within ten meters when an enemy appears is too terrible. People's nerves are always tense, and their equipment advantages cannot be exerted at all. Now when they encounter the enemy's combat team, the first thing he does is to call for artillery fire support.

"President of the class, call the mortars in the company and ask them to fire a few shells thirty meters east of the No. 52 position. By the way, remind those turtle grandsons not to hit us." Sun Shaoyang shouted in his intercom.

Deputy Class is responsible for controlling a machine gun team and two riflemen on a broken building floor twenty meters behind Sun Shaoyang.

The mechanized infantry of the Guard Brigade was originally equipped with the Type 89 heavy machine gun, but the soldiers complained about this heavy machine gun, which is known as the lightest in the world, especially the bad shooting accuracy.

As a result, this batch of heavy machine guns was handed over to the Mexican government army. The legion changed the four-person heavy machine gun group to two double-person light machine gun groups, equipped with the Type 80 general machine gun. The "Type 80" is good, but the problem is that there is no accuracy required for street fighting at present, but it particularly requires the penetration of large-caliber projectiles.

"I miss the eighth and nine now." Sun Shaoyang was muttering, and several shells flew over his head and smashed into the ruins east of him.

Seeing the smoke and dust rising, Sun Shaoyang cursed at the deputy class on the radio: "I knew that the turtle grandsons of the cannon platoon would hit the left side... Oh my god, let them shoot quickly."

After the shell exploded, it alarmed the opponent. Sun Shaoyang saw five or six armed personnel who were moving forward alternately and covering each other. He turned his head and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "One to six explosion points in the east, the enemy will come up at least one platoon."

A soldier rushed to capture a detonator. This was an anti-infantry mine originally set outside the position and buried under the ruins and rocks. The mine was set to wired to detonate and exploded quickly after activation. The flying steel balls quickly swept the first two enemies that rushed up.

But in the explosion smoke, he soon saw the enemy soldiers rushing up again without fear of death. Sun Shaoyang immediately cursed: "Hey, I'll let six start."

The soldiers behind him were sweating profusely. He kept pressing the button of the initiator and shouting: "All six have been activated, but only two have exploded."

There were many figures coming out of the smoke and dust, and they were not afraid of death. Some people even shouted slogans "For Mexico" and other things, just about twenty meters away, and they came up in one breath.

The machine gun team controlled by the deputy squad immediately opened fire, and the bullets swept into a barrage, knocking down several enemies in front of Sun Shaoyang. The enemy behind him immediately rolled down and looked for cover, and threw a few grenades up.

A grenade exploded beside Sun Shaoyang, and the air waves blew him up, covering him with a layer of soil. He waited for his head to dizziness and wanted to raise his gun to shoot, but found that his arm could not be raised.

Seeing the bleeding on his arm, Sun Shaoyang didn't bother to bandage. He pulled out his pistol with his other hand and shot several times. He saw the soldiers operating the detonator behind him rubbing over him, lying down and pounced on the ground, inserting an anti-infantry mine in front of the front line.

‘This is facing the enemy’.

The soldier quickly set up the arc mine, inserted the detonating wire quickly and shrank back. The mine was less than three meters in front of Sun Shaoyang, and when the mined soldiers crawled past him, "Squad leader, bow their heads."

If a landmine is so close, it is easy to kill yourself.

Sun Shaoyang didn't even have time to scold, and his head was so anxious that he could get into the soil, he felt a shaking place around him. The explosion of mines exploded and hundreds of steel beads sprayed forward. Sun Shaoyang's ears changed drastically, his brain buzzed, and the sky was spinning. He fainted.

Two machine gun teams in the class opened fire and suppressed them at the same time. The squad deputy brought his people up and dragged Sun Shaoyang back. After a few minutes of first aid, Sun Shaoyang opened his eyes and looked at the sky that was still shaking in the smoke, and asked, "I'm not dead?"

"No."

"Have we survived twenty-four hours?"

"I'm dreaming." Seeing Sun Shaoyang woke up, the deputy squad lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. After breathing a sigh of relief, he teased: "We have been on the position for less than ten hours. You are just a minor injury. After the treatment needle, you are not even qualified to put the fire wire."

Sun Shaoyang suddenly said depressedly: "This is still a low-intensity battle. I feel like I'm almost unable to survive. Are everyone like cannon fodder at high intensity? Is there any good news to tell me?"

"We just repelled the enemy's platoon's attack, and seven or eight people died in the resistance army retreated. The recruits under our command performed well today. Although several of them were slightly injured, they could still hold on. But it was almost dark, and I heard that the night battle was even harder."

"This is a bad news. Who insists on us going to the front line to gain experience?"

"Think about it, it's our Emperor."

"Damn the Emperor."

"Hahaha, when you were a Mexican girl, you said long live His Majesty when you were studying Spanish."

"You idiot, I'm obviously a Cuban girl this time. As long as I'm alive, I'll have to spend all the girls in all countries in the Americas."
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