"Ahem—"
Officer Amyddoton, who vomited cleanly after retching, turned around and frowned, pointed to the map and said:
"It should be accurate, or it may be two hundred meters behind..."
As he said that, he paused, as if he had recalled something terrible, and his face turned bloodless.
"This bunch of bastards is very accurate and can pretend to be dead. Many of our good soldiers have been killed by their traps. You must pay attention."
"I will."
Alni answered the other party in a relaxed tone, then turned around and looked at one of his military advisers.
"how?"
The military adviser with only one eye stared at the map for a while, then drew a line.
"Enemy fortifications are typical cross-fire deployment. When combined with arc defense lines, rashly investing in large forces will be fired from three directions of the enemy. Therefore, I suggest launching an attack from both ends, sending two battalions first, allowing them to alternately cover each other, thoroughly understand the enemy's fire distribution, and then organize commandos to use artillery fire cover to prioritize the enemy's heavy fire fortifications."
Although the 310th Infantry Regiment of Abubakari is a cannon fodder regiment, the number is quite large. The entire regiment has 6 infantry battalions, each with 500 people. Together with other battalions, the total number is close to 6,000.
The military adviser's statement is very tactful, but Arni could basically hear it, probably using a battalion to make a tentative attack and then make plans.
A very safe solution, although it is not very suitable for Alni's appetite, after all, what he wants to hear is the "song of a god" that can instantly solve the enemy's "sentences" if it is his first battle, it seems that it is okay to be safer.
"Okay, just do it like this, let the Second and Third Battalions go."
boom--
The artillery fire continued to hammer the earth, but Hayes began to get used to this huge roar. He raised his head slightly as the explosion raised the dust fountain dozens of meters high, muttering to himself:
"No one can survive this situation..."
"some."
Hashet, who was beside him, said lazily:
"Because those heretics are not human at all."
"Then...what are they?"
"It's a monster, a demon, a garbage that will make you feel nauseous when you look at it, but your vitality is very tenacious."
"College!"
At this moment, their company commander roared. Hayes had not seen the true commander for the first time until now. This Li Zhan veteran was also recruited by the Morales family. The two interlaced scars on his face were very intimidating, not to mention his strong beast-like physique, combined with the murderous aura visible to the naked eye, the entire company obeyed him in just a few hours.
"Prepare to set off in five minutes!"
At this time, they were covered by the steel dome of the nest capital, but this dome had been damaged by cannon fodder and was riddled with holes. The huge cracks created by the orbital bombing made some dim sunlight sprinkle in this area close to the bottom nest.
Hayes followed the team carefully and needed to pass through a defense zone first. Under the fire of war, there was basically nothing left except ruins and rubble. The troops stationed here dug a large number of trenches and fortifications. They looked at the 310th Infantry Regiment of Abu Bakari who was walking forward, and they whistled one after another, with a little mocking laugh.
"How come Green Skin didn't eat their mothers in these Amyddoton's wild species?"
Hayes heard Hashet cursing like this.
After walking for more than half an hour, the existence of friendly forces gradually disappeared and they entered a more chaotic area.
Rubber piled up like hills, probably formed by the collapse of some huge buildings. Large pits with a diameter of six or seven meters can be seen everywhere on the ground, and even steamed. The shelling turned the large area into a burning and explosive landscape. Occasionally, corpses and body debris can be seen scattered in the ruins. Many places are still burning, and poisonous yellow fog and thick black smoke cover the cursed ground.
Then, Hayes seemed to see their target, a dark outline with many jagged bulges that stretched towards the steel dome of the nest as it was toward the den.
The No. 9 Water Supply Station, a solid building, although its main body has been leveled by cannon fodder, the lower half is still standing because it is completely made of steel, and there are a large number of water supply pipes distributed around it, which are two people tall, allowing enemy troops to maneuver quickly through the pipeline, so this area has always been the focus of the attack.
Of course, the enemy also knew this very well, so strong fortifications were built here and a considerable number of troops were deployed.
The buildings around the water supply station had collapsed, but instead formed a terrain similar to the highlands. The 3rd Battalion first stopped briefly after the fortifications left by the Amydodon people. After allocating the troops, the new recruits were divided into two groups under the leadership of veteran officers and surrounded the water supply station from both left and right directions.
Hayes' company belongs to the right-hand attack group. He bent over, wore a gas mask, held a laser rifle, followed carefully behind his teammate's butt, and looked around from time to time with vigilance. Fishhead Fitz walked on his left hand, and almost the same movement. The big man Cabrey walked behind the two of them. He was carrying a heavy woodcutting gun on his shoulder, and followed by the loader "Bean" Xie Fen, a shorter boy who was only two years older than Hayes. This was the only heavy firepower they had in their company.
For some reason, after the shelling stopped, the entire battlefield became extremely quiet.
This silence is like death itself, and it also means that the breath of death is everywhere.
Hayes' heartbeats even harder. He kept gasping and sweating, which made the gas mask very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to take it off because the squad leader Hashet said that he would die if he took it off, so he told him not to take the mask off.
Because there is no terrain here that can be called a "road", everyone can only trek among the ruins. Occasionally, someone falls down because of the air, and dare not make any noise. Although there is no order, quietness has become everyone's consensus, and everyone is silenced over this rugged journey.
Suddenly, someone screamed in depression, and Hays stopped and tried to raise the gun, and then he screamed.
Among the ruins ahead, many corpses lay twisted on the icy ground or strung on rough metal rings, leaving brown spots of blood around them, and the lost weapons were sandwiched between the rocks or half buried in loose gravel. The battle flags that did not know which regiment belonged to were still standing, and the broken flags fluttered in the wind, but the eagle emblem on it had been replaced by a roughly painted eight-pointed star, and obscene insults were scribbled on the rocks around them.
Chapter completed!