By 8 a.m., the forward resocialization battalion had advanced several miles toward the city center and lost contact with other troops in the rear. Warfield's First Company chose to fight with the few troops behind after entering the city.
A band of brothers reunited and took the lead in advancing.
Augustus's squad followed an arc tank next to him along an east-west four-lane highway numbered 30, entering the city from Dunlin City in the northeast of Pork Pride, and then heading west all the way to Kai.
The command center and orbiting satellite communication base station in the center of the Morian actual control area.
It was drizzling in the rainy season in Turasis II in the northern hemisphere, and the cooling tower behind Augustus' power armor was covered with a layer of white steam. The rain slid down the upper edge of his mask, and the devastated streets gradually became hazy.
Thanks to the resocialization of soldiers, Warfield's troops encountered no resistance from the Camorians while marching on the road. Only the destroyed roadblocks and the corpses of the resocialized soldiers and Camorians could
Reveal what brutal battles took place here.
With every mile we advance, there will be more corpses on the road. The rainwater mixed with blood on the ground flows into the unblocked sewers, and some rodent-like creatures get into the broken helmet masks as if there is no one around.
, gnawing on human corpses.
By paying attention to the number of corpses of the resocialized soldiers, Augustus knew that most of the resocialized battalion that was still charging had lost more than half.
Augustus's squad did not encounter any organized Camerian troops along the way. Only some Camerian labor auxiliary troops hidden in houses, sewers and trash cans suddenly rushed out of their hiding places, bundled up.
Armed with explosives and electromagnetic grenades, they tried to kill the tanks of the federal army.
Augustus and the soldiers in other squads around the tank reacted very quickly, and they had a wide field of vision on the road. As soon as these unprotected Camorian soldiers showed their heads, they were shot by federal soldiers.
Among them, Rick Kidd, the sniper in the Augustus class, has always had the highest number of kills. His shooting is precise and deadly, with headshots. The astonishingly powerful Bosun sniper rifle only needs to graze the enemy's
The flying scalp is enough to lift the opponent's skull.
The good luck ended when it was only about 3 miles away from the city center. Since there are a large number of artificially dug canals distributed in the urban area of Pork Pride, there are rivers blocking each city. On the way out of Dunlin City and into the main city,
, federal troops had to cross dozens of different bridges.
Most of the bridges have collapsed, and the traces of man-made destruction are clearly visible, and only the giant Goliath armed robot can wade through the artificial canals during the flood season. There are fewer and fewer options left for the federal army.
When crossing the last bridge across the river in the Dunlin area, disaster happened. At that time, a platoon of federal marines and an arc tank were walking on this unexplored road heading for the distance. Ogu
Stuart's class was only eight hundred yards away from the bridge. At their speed, they would have stepped onto the bridge in less than a minute.
Suddenly, with a bang, the ground seemed to move five inches, and the thunderous explosion could be heard for miles.
Augustus's first feeling was that someone slapped his ear. Amidst the roaring sounds, the wreckage of the middle section of a bridge flew up in front of his eyes, accompanied by twisted human bodies, steel and blood like rain.
Falling onto the water.
The shock wave set off an earth wall, and the squad closest to the bridge crashed directly into the once extremely dense, horizontally moving air wall. Even the power armor was twisted like a pinched can. More than twenty people were like
It flew up like a fly that had been swatted away.
This bridge with its white jade railings carved with gods was once a masterpiece of architects and artists, but now it has become a tomb of death.
“You idiots, why don’t you wait for the bomb disposal troops!” The commander of the 5th Battalion shouted. He did not use the communication channel, but raised his mask and roared among the Marines who were about to get on the bridge.
Augustus didn't know which unit was on the bridge, but it was not necessarily the first company. Warfield's honking orders on the command channel showed that he and the second platoon were the first to board the bridge and were safe.
A batch of explosive devices crossing the river obviously used timed fuses rather than other triggering modes.
Augustus naturally fell behind because he had to lead his squad to protect the tanks, but unexpectedly he escaped.
"Well, we have to wait for a long time before we can pass here." Josephine said gloatingly. He had no enthusiasm for the war at all. Unlike Warfield, who must go to the front line of the war and go deep into the deepest place.
People in dangerous areas are different. Josephine believes in doing what she can and will never stand out.
"This is not good news." By this time, Augustus's tinnitus had improved a little, and he was far less optimistic than Josephine: "I have seen it before, and there is more than one way to cross the river."
"Of course, this is the closest road to the Kaimorian command center marked on the satellite map in a straight line, and it is also the only road that can be passed by convoys and tanks. We can also take a detour, but we can only take small roads and cross the road
Go around the nearby residential areas and commercial streets to the other side of the river. Believe me, Josephine, this is much more dangerous than the wide road."
"Augustus is right. On the road, at least there are tanks following us, and there won't be any Kemerian bastards that suddenly appear." Ward talked a lot more than others during the battle.
From the moment he sees the Caimorians, he enters a state of excitement like an avenging angel.
“This is too bad,” lamented Omo.
"The real trouble is coming." Augustus reminded his soldiers: "Just like what I said before the battle, if someone is knocked down, we will take him back no matter what."
So far, Augustus's squad has not experienced attrition. They followed Augustus and hid behind the arc tank along the way, carefully paying attention to any obstacle, even just some raised soil.
Heap. But now Augustus will probably have to lead his warriors deeper into danger.
As Augustus guessed, in the absence of Warfield, the fifth battalion commander, a hook-nosed lieutenant colonel, took over the command of Augustus' platoon and ordered them to report to the platoon in units of platoons.
Go north and pass through an abandoned commercial area to reach another bridge to cross the river.
Reagan, the commander of the third platoon, had already crossed the river with Warfield, so the commander of the first squadron became the commander of the fourth company.
Tanks could no longer penetrate the roads in residential areas with narrow roads and limited load-bearing capacity. Augustus could only bite the bullet and lead his squad to follow the fourth company into a commercial district street that was much narrower than the highway.
This street is between the three attack routes of the 4th Brigade. No troops have ever penetrated here, which also means that there are likely to be hidden Kaimorian soldiers who have evacuated here.
Since in addition to the fifth battalion, there are two battalions behind them, it is impossible for thousands of marines to just walk slowly from one commercial street to another. Therefore, most of them choose a street in platoon units and follow the orders of the battalion commander.
bypass.
Augustus followed two squads of the fourth company of the fifth battalion into a commercial street numbered A-220. Benjamin, the heavy machine gunner of the first firepower group, and deputy Omo, who was carrying a bullet box, followed closely.