The current battlefield situation is that the Black Hawk Army had only more than 30 death squads left by the Black Hawk Army to survive under the fierce shooting of submachine guns. Two infantry squadrons with casualties of more than 200 meters away were also as high as dozens of people. They were suppressed and unable to be controlled.

At the same time, Lieutenant Colonel Xu Lei no longer had much firepower to support the two infantry squadrons under his command.

At this time, not only did nine 82-caliber mortars start to drop shells into the infantry formation located behind, but the six 60-caliber mortars that have been silent also began to fire. On average, every ten seconds, nearly 300 Black Hawks who were hiding in various bunkers on the hillside and firing against one battalion and one company were about to be hit by at least more than 40 mortar shells.

The terrifying sound of up to fifteen mortars that kept opening beer bottles became a nightmare that the Black Hawk Imperial Army would experience every night after the remnant of this offensive and defensive battle.

Everyone knows where the shells will land. No matter where you hide, those terrible shells that fall from the sky like raindrops to turn into hell within ten meters may bring you into the range of shrapnel attacks.

In a sense, mortars specially used to kill infantry are even more painful than larger caliber mountain cannons. The Black Hawk Army hiding on the hillside. The charge of 0.5 kilograms or even less will not produce too strong shock waves, but more irregular fragments of shells can't be followed by people who want to dig a hole to hide in the hole before they feel safe.

Even if you are lying down, you may be sieveed by the fragments of shells flying around.

When it comes to murder, cannons are always better than guns. Although the Independent Regiment's first company has 16 light machine guns, 4 MG42 heavy machine guns, and both semi-automatic and Somi's. In half an hour, the number of bullets fired as high as 30,000, but the Black Hawk Army was only nearly 100.

More than 300 bullets have solved an enemy, and the efficiency is already higher than the level of World War II.

However, compared with the results caused by the mortars that began to bombard the infantry for one minute, it was really weak.

In one minute, the fifteen mortars on the independent regiment's position threw more than 200 shells. Although the position was more than 800 meters wide, except for superimposed bombardment, it would be no problem to drop an average of one shell every ten meters in the horizontal line distance.

This means that even if the Black Hawk Army infantry hides on the position in the form of scattered lines, it is a tragedy to hide at the density of a Black Hawk Army every two or three meters.

I was lucky, even if the shells exploded two meters away from him, I would have only splashed in the cannon crater. At most, my ears were shocked by the "big firecrackers" and lost their hearing in a short period of time.

I was lucky enough to stick to the ground desperately, but I was hit by gravel or shell fragments splashing everywhere. Whether it was my legs or arms, as long as it was not a vital part like the head and chest and abdomen, although I was injured, bleeding and painful, I could still breathe.

Even if it is the choking smoke.

If you are not lucky, you are unlucky. Whether you are hiding behind a stone or in a cannonball crater, the shells on or near your forehead will blow you to pieces.

Of course, there are still a few such unlucky guys after all, only twenty or thirty.

In fact, if you are directly bombed and returned to the embrace of the gods, you should say that you are lucky. Those who are not very lucky are just injured but not killed. A simple first aid kit may be able to stop the bleeding, but it cannot stop the pain. What's even more terrible is that you lose the ability to move and can only lie down and watch the shells continue to fall. The feeling of being sentenced to death is probably something that no one wants to try.

After a minute of rain of mortar shells, there were ghosts and wolves howling on the Black Hawk infantry positions.

Children who can cry have milk not only for children, but also for those who yell loudly, the medical and nurses will naturally crawl over faster.

"Bastard! Why haven't the military order been sent by Lieutenant Colonel?" The commander of the Black Hawk Army who was hiding in a cannonball crater was anxiously looking at the Black Hawk Army's front line at the rear had no intention of moving further to the top of the mountain position at this time.

Since the moment the mortar shells fell like raindrops, he was full of thought about how to lead the infantry out of the firepower range of the kingdom people.

This coincides with his boss who is more than 1,000 meters away from afar.

However, it was their final say whether to evacuate or not, but whether to evacuate safely was the independent group on the top of the mountain that had completely gained the upper hand in firepower.

Liu Lang had even been waiting for them to retreat. As long as they dared to aim their butts at the top of the mountain, the mortars, machine guns, heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and semi-automatic rifles would chase their butts until their butts bloomed.

It’s not that you like poking chrysanthemums, but that hitting the dog in the water is the most comfortable thing.

"Chi Zao, listen to me, that's right!" Lieutenant Fang looked at the white private, and continued his brainwashing mode.

However, this time, it is not the most honorable thing to be loyal to His Majesty, nor is it the invincible thing that the Black Hawk Empire Army is. But it is mainly to say that it is correct to listen to him and run backwards.

The big stone they were staying at before was 300 meters away from the Kingdom people's position was hit by a mortar shell. Most of the stones more than two feet tall and were smashed halfway. If he hadn't ordered the second-class personnel to drag him left and right and jumped left and right, but in fact, they quietly ran back more than a hundred meters away, they would have definitely been much more miserable than the half-shattered stone.

Thinking that if I didn't run fast, I would turn into a pool of minced meat and dry it in the autumn sun of the kingdom and become bacon jerky. Both Black Hawks had the urge to tighten their bladders.

Although it is 400 meters away from the kingdoms' positions, Second Lieutenant Fang still doesn't think it is safe. The crazy kingdoms' mortar range can reach more than 2,000 meters, and it is safe only if you stay in Lieutenant Colonel Xu Lei.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Or maybe it is safer for Colonel Luomin to be 4,000 meters away.

Second Lieutenant Fang, who had no bottom line, even hoped to return to Xiongxinzhuang dozens of kilometers away. If half of his foot was blown up, it would be considered a serious injury.

"Captain Fang, what should we do now?" "Die sooner or later." I am not confused now.

Such an exaggerated barrage bombing, if you don’t help a wounded person, you will probably die sooner or later.

It can be said that at this time, these two people are "Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Buli", and neither can do without each other. One needs someone to help and run away, while the other needs the wounded as a reason. Otherwise, they will not die in the rain of bullets of the kingdom people, but will be killed as deserters.

As for the glory of the Empire Glory Division, the glory of the Glory, bastard, go to the slut! It’s more important to be alive.

"Now, we have to report the battle situation ahead to Captain Xu Lei. The firepower points of the kingdoms' mortars and machine guns far exceed our previous reconnaissance. It is really not appropriate to organize large-scale infantry attacks. We should give up the central position to attack the two wings." Second Lieutenant Fang spoke with a righteous look.

If you only listen to the sound and don’t look at the battlefield situation, you really think that this guy is the most typical Black Hawk Empire warrior. For the safety of his colleagues, he would use one leg to run thousands of meters to report the battle situation to Shangguan. He is an absolute heroic figure in the Black Hawk Army.

In fact, what he meant was just to pull the yarn lightly! Hurry up and help me run! Run until the formation 2,000 meters away.

"Yes!" The mortars in the sky finally woke up the private's fool. He lowered his head heavily, reached out to help the anxious lieutenant, and began to run down the mountain.

At this moment, he had no scruples anymore, because he had an important mission to the safety of hundreds of imperial troops on the hillside.

"Are you going to retreat?" Niu Xiaoyuan, the squadron leader of the chariot who had quietly retreated behind a large rock almost 500 meters away, stared through the observation hole in a daze as the soldier was holding a lieutenant jumping on his tank like flying.

That speed, it's like a single leg...

You should know that the Black Eagle Army's communications are not as good as the White Eagle Kingdom soldiers and the Zhouhui Kingdom. In this era, they can communicate from the command center to the infantry company. Whether they attack or retreat, they use a hand-cranked alarm to announce it, or through the signal flag of the communication soldiers.

Seeing the two guys leaving quickly, Niu Xiaoyuan even thought that there was something wrong with his hearing. Once the sirens with extremely harsh sound were issued, he would not be unable to hear it! Even if the engine of the tank was still roaring.

He had long been looking forward to the issuance of the order to retreat. If he didn't run, he would probably not have the chance to run.

In the battle against machine guns, his 5-0 record made him completely disappointed. If there were no planes and 105 howitzers to clear the fortifications on the top of the mountain, he would never have landed on this terrible position again.

"No..." The machine gunner stretched his head out of the turret, listened carefully for at least ten seconds, and then retracted to give the captain the most accurate answer.

"Bastard! Coward." Niu Xiaoyuan cursed angrily.

But the hint of envy that arises in my heart is unable to tell others.

Maybe at this time, being a coward is far better than being a warrior! How many imperial warriors will return to the embrace of gods in this battle?
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