But suddenly, the battlefield, which was originally bright as day, suddenly became dark.

That was a flare that was fired into the sky every minute or so, and seemed to stop firing without warning.

Suddenly there were no new flares, and they were fired over the position.

The visibility in the valley cannot be said to be so bad that a novice can't see all of a sudden.

There was still some moonlight that illuminated such a night; it was just that the moon was not very full, and its brightness was quite limited under the thin dark clouds in the sky. In comparison, the original flare was far behind.

In a short time, the battlefield environment has become the best home ground for volunteers who are good at fighting.

In a very short time, Commander Henry reacted and yelled at the top of his lungs: "What are you doing so stupidly? Turn on all the headlights immediately."

Then he rushed to the jeep in a few steps, picked up the walkie-talkie in one hand and yelled:

"Brother Su! Major Konis, why did you stop the firing of flares? Keep firing, those volunteers have not withdrawn at all, they will definitely continue to kill them under the cover of night."

Under Henry's roar, it was mainly because this guy had realized the seriousness of the problem.

There are several people in John's team who have used night vision medicine; there are also a few people who carry German's "vampire night vision goggles".

So in total, there are about seven or eight people in Team John, who currently have night vision capabilities; but for the entire battlefield, this number of people is completely insufficient.

In his anxious heart, Henry could no longer maintain the so-called gentlemanly demeanor or aristocratic temperament.

Fortunately, his previous performance has successfully shown his value.

Such a questioning tone made Major Konis feel unhappy, but he still explained in a depressed manner:

"I'm sorry, Sergeant Henry, just now, all the last flares of our heavy tank battalion were fired; now even if we want to continue firing, there is nothing we can do."

After hearing such an explanation, Henry almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

But if you think about it a little, it is normal for such a situation to occur.

Because although a flare they fired can effectively illuminate an area of ​​one kilometer in radius, it only lasts for one minute.

When the Royal Heavy Tank Battalion retreated all the way, in order to prevent the volunteers from launching attacks under the cover of darkness, this thing never stopped and kept hitting the sky.

Therefore, the consumption of flares is quite astonishing; being able to persist until now to burn out all the inventory is already a pretty good result.

"Okay! We still have some flares on our side, shall we launch them?"

Finally, Commander Henry said this very helplessly.

John's team also has limited space equipment, although it carries a 2-inch caliber mortar and a batch of artillery shells.

However, in the insufficient ammunition reserves, there is absolutely no relatively unsophisticated ammunition such as flares.

Therefore, Henry now has no choice but to use the few points left in his account to exchange for a batch of flares in the system mall.

Let’s use the previous witticism on the Internet in the modern dimension of China to describe it:

Such an operation will make Commander Henry's already poor system points even worse.

This is also the biggest reason why this guy didn't take immediate action when he saw the environment suddenly darkened.

Isn't that just thinking about saving a little bit, right?

In the following time, Commander Henry spent 200 points to redeem a bunch of flares, and then told a rookie who had just joined John's team last time.

Leave it in the mortar position and don't worry about anything else.

There is no need to join the battle with three other mortars, just keep firing flares.

After dealing with such a problem, Henry turned around and walked away for more than 20 meters.

When I was about to pick up the telescope and see the latest movements of my opponents outside the position, I suddenly heard a whistling sound that cut through the air.

In the state of shock, he suddenly shouted: "Artillery attack, prepare to fight~"

Then, a 107 mm caliber mortar shell flew over their heads, landed somewhere in the middle of the position, and exploded.

Almost instantly, an even bigger explosion occurred.

He didn't even react at the time, but a wave of scorching hot air came from behind, pushing Henry to stagger, and then he fell directly to the ground.

In the process of falling, the unlucky Commander Henry hit his head on the ground, a piece of an armored vehicle part that had been blown away before.

Thanks to the strengthening of the intermediate bloodline, uukanshuwww.uukanshu.com he would not have his skull broken.

But when I thought about it, only the mortar position behind me and the illuminating ammunition that I had just exchanged were wiped out by the opponent's artillery shells, so there would be such a tragic scene.

Mr. Henry, the commander of John's team, felt as sick as if he had eaten a meal.

Because he knew that the scene of this artillery shell hitting him represented the beginning of another attack by the opponent.

After some preparation, the opponent's attack must be extremely fierce; but under such huge offensive pressure, they no longer have time to exchange for a 2-inch mortar, and the relevant lighting pops up.

To put it mildly, after the last mission, in order to use 30,000 points to activate the purple scroll that can increase the maximum number of people in the team.

Henry, the commander of John's team, can no longer afford the above points.
Chapter completed!