Standing at the crenel of the fort, overlooking the busy defensive positions below, General Medias ordered the staff officers following him: "Bury all the mines carried by the soldiers on the beach! Leave them in the middle of the minefield.
Good passage... place a machine gun fire fulcrum at the end of the passage!"
He likes landmines very much. After all, he is a turtle general, and the properties of landmines are completely consistent with him. He is willing to lay landmines on his own defense line, use them in large quantities, and advocates the use of powerful new landmines.
Frankly speaking, he is the weirdo who is nicknamed the Little Prince of Landmines by the people in the Airan Hill Army. During the exercise, he once planted landmines that devastated the staff of the 16th Group Army, which was on the offensive side.
"The artillery force under the group army must cover the entire beach! I don't need to attack the enemy's warships. That is a matter for the air force, navy and coastal defense artillery! My artillery only attacks the enemies on the beach! I want to suppress them.
If you don't get up, go back to the sea crying and shouting!" He pointed at the beach and continued to give instructions.
He has the methods of a reckless man and the spirit of being stubborn. When it comes to how to be stubborn, Medias is very knowledgeable. Compared with famous generals like Modell and Wilkes, he is no worse.
Experience.
Medias might not be able to defeat Mordeler or Wilkes in a head-on battle, but if he is allowed to hold on, generals like Mordeler may not be able to defeat Medias.
"Near the reinforced main defense line, soldiers must form crossfire as much as possible! The enemy will not be able to cross our beach defense line for a long time, so the soldiers here must maintain their physical strength as much as possible and be ready to invest at any time.
Reinforcement operations."
This time, the world-famous Walter or Wilkes were not transferred back, but Medias was placed in the position of Ferry City, which also illustrates the ability of this old general.
"Here! And here! These reverse slopes should be used as the base of the tank detachment, and a maintenance area should be set up here!" He pressed his long sword and coldly ordered the staff around him to set up tank concealment positions on the reverse slopes behind several highlands.
, so that they can countercharge as soon as possible and knock the enemy into the water.
The long sword on his waist is incompatible with the pistols worn by his staff, and it is also incompatible with the new military uniform he is wearing. In fact, Ailan Hill's dress also wears a sword, but the regular uniform has canceled the ceremonial dress of the sword.
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The highly practical Airland Hill field training uniforms, the generals are already equipped with camouflage. Speaking of camouflage, it reminds people of His Majesty the Emperor's previous unreasonable insistence and the deceptive Air Force red uniform...
This incident, together with the AK-47 assault rifle, became a witness to His Majesty the Emperor's "special quirks". No one knows what the top management thought about it. In fact, His Majesty the Emperor had no more advanced considerations at all. He was just simply
I think ak is not as good as m4.
"Once the front line is broken, I ask the tank troops to rush out from here immediately! Push the enemy back to the beach!" He made a flank insertion movement with his hands, and then adjusted the machine guns on the defense line with several staff officers
Firepower points are deployed so that they can better cover the counterattacking tanks.
The thinking of this defensive master is extremely sinister. The mentality of a guy who studies landmines all day long is not much better. He regards his defense line as a work of art, and what he pursues is a flawless work of art.
"If the tank unit fails to complete its mission, then we will stop the enemy on the second position." A staff officer said, pointing to the second line of defense outlined on the map.
"After taking the first position, the enemy will definitely advance to the vicinity of my second line of defense as quickly as possible. They think they are pursuing the victory, but in fact, I am still waiting for the second line!" Medias sneered, and then
Begin to deploy his second line of defense.
He used zigzag-shaped defense lines and some prominent machine gun fire ring fortifications as the support for the second line of defense.
In some necessary areas, he also deployed sandbags and quick-drying concrete to strengthen the firepower points on the defense line.
According to his defense plan, the enemy can only break through part of the defense line, and then form small interlocking pockets within his defense line, so that he can let his troops seal these pockets and eat the enemies inside when they counterattack.
"It's still a simple and efficient crossfire, but this section is supported by reinforced machine gun fire points... nothing fancy." A staff officer was more confident in the second line of defense because he expected that the enemy would begin to tire at this stage of the attack.
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"No matter how the demons attack, by the time they get here, they have already suffered at least 3,000 casualties." Medias said, "But we can't be careless, because they are demons after all, and we need to be extremely careful.
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Early the next morning, when Medias inspected the first-line defensive positions near the beach, he saw the bombers of the 15th Air Force flying densely over his head towards the sea.
Groups of B-17 bombers and the deployed P-51 Mustang fighter jets gathered into a dense formation at the height of the clouds, as majestic as wasps.
"The enemy has entered the attack range of the B-17 bombers. The air force plans to attack first to test the opponent's strength..." The air force liaison officer who followed the inspection position reported the news of the air force's actions that he had just received.
Some of these B-17 bombers also carry Fritz-X guided bombs, which are prepared to deal with the Devil warships on the sea. The battle will begin in an hour, and the air forces of both sides will fight for a while to compete for the landing area.
air control.
"Let the soldiers seize the time to rest! The enemy will appear soon!" After Mathias ordered, he pressed his long sword and continued to walk along the trench. He waved to every soldier passing by, and
Talked to many regiment commanders and battalion commanders and asked about their needs.
As an old commander who retains some traditional habits, he prefers to communicate face-to-face with the soldiers on some topics, which can boost morale and allow him to have a deeper understanding of the needs of the grassroots officers and soldiers in his unit.
He knew that compared to the young generals who had won the trust of the soldiers and the generals who had commanded the main force of the old army and achieved great results, he and his troops seriously lacked confidence and cohesion, so he tried his best to use details to make up for this shortcoming.
This is the wisdom of an old man.
"Strengthen and replenish each unit with 3 bases of ammunition! Let the logistics troops rush to transport it to the position! The troops in the first company will be given 3 more ammunition boxes for each machine gun position!" After listening to many opinions, he turned his head.
, ordered to the followers around him.
The tense atmosphere before the war had filled the trenches. Soldiers wearing new equipment and QGF Kevlar helmets were leaning on the edge of the trenches, curiously looking at the empty horizon.
Everyone knows that before long, demon troops will appear there, and those demon troops are here to challenge them.
"Let those bastards come! I started digging trenches when I got here yesterday and have been digging for 27 hours! Let them come! Let's taste my bullets!"
"Bullets? Don't worry, they are stepping on landmines and rushing over. I don't know how many are left!" Another soldier wiped his AK-47 assault rifle and said with a smile without raising his head.
Looking to one side along the trench, on the machine gun position protruding from the entire defense line, the position and angle of the machine gun fixed on the tripod have been adjusted.
Once the enemy appears within the range, it can pour out ammunition like water, submerging the enemy in the hail of bullets.
There are two such machine guns on each machine gun position. They can cover each other or form cross fire with machine guns in the distance. Although the entire beach is extremely quiet, it is full of terrifying traps for killing people.
Behind these soldiers, the ferry city that had been destroyed by the flood stood in the mist. The huge black king's flag of Eilanhir was hung on the remaining section of the city wall, which was huge and eye-catching.
Medias had just returned to his headquarters in a jeep when he saw the commander of the 15th Air Force standing at the door with a gloomy face.
As soon as he saw Medias coming back from the front line, he said in a serious tone: "We were shot down 17 bombers and 21 fighter jets... The enemy this time was much stronger than the one we encountered in Grecken.
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"Loss so much? Then don't dispatch easily! Just maintain air supremacy near the coastline...can it be done?" General Medias, who was more concerned about air supremacy than the battle situation, asked.
"I will take off all the planes to support your operations!" the commander of the aviation team promised: "No matter how big the loss is, we will fight to the end! But I still want to remind you that these demons are different from those in the intelligence. They are more
powerful!"
Mathias nodded: "So, what suggestions do you have?"
"My suggestion is... use all the methods you can think of! Otherwise we will all die here..." the commander of the aviation team said with a solemn expression.
Hearing what the other party said, Medias nodded again, his face still unpredictable: "I don't want to die, so I drafted a message requesting reinforcements yesterday, and now it seems... I will send it to the General Staff immediately.
Ministry."
"Gentlemen! Don't be careless! Before the reinforcements arrive, what we have to do is to hold on to every inch of the land..." He passed the aviation commander standing at the door and walked into his headquarters: "For Your Majesty!
For Loveland Hill!”
"Long live Eilanthil!" All the attendants and the officers in the room sang in chorus with their chins raised.
