Hayes didn't know if he hit it, but the feeling of shooting calmed him a little bit. Yes, he had a gun in his hand, so just fire it.
Although the recruits were caught off guard, fortunately, the officers reacted quickly and immediately organized fire. As heavy logging guns and a very small number of heavy bombs were set up, the attacking party began to pour out their firepower.
At this time, most of the smoke on the battlefield dissipated. You could already see many heretic soldiers wearing red armor appearing behind the bunker, and the two sides began a fierce exchange of fire.
"Don't stop, move forward! Keep moving forward!"
But staying in place to exchange fire with the opponent is obviously not the best way. After all, there are solid fortifications on the opposite side, so the company commanders began to lead the company forward to attack, and the deployed mortar team also began to shoot at the fire points exposed by the enemy.
The soldiers moved forward alternately with the help of the bunker, and the enemy's appearance became clearer. According to Hayes's visual analysis, there were not many enemies, and it seemed that there were only four or five hundred people, but their shooting was very accurate. Soldiers were often knocked down as soon as they ran out of the bunker.
When the first team had reached a distance of one hundred meters from the enemy fortifications, the officers called the soldiers to use grenade launchers to shoot at the enemy's defense line.
Although their marksmanship is not as good as these heretics, everyone is equal under the grenades. Soon the heretics who are squatting behind the bunker are blown upside down. When their defensive firepower is slightly reduced, the attacking party quickly advances and starts to throw grenades continuously when they enter a distance of 50 meters.
Perhaps because the battle was too long and the consumption was huge, there were not so many explosives on the Heretic side. They could only use sporadic grenades to counterattack, and soon the defense line was shaking.
"Get bayonets and rush! Everyone can get medals!!"
When sufficient distance was reached, the officers issued charge orders.
Hayes was rushing out the bayonet from his lower back, but Hashet held it down as soon as he inserted it.
"What are you rushing to? Stay behind you, don't move. Our mission is to protect this heavy machine gun."
At this time, Cabri was operating a heavy logging gun to suppress and shoot at the enemy's stronghold's fire. He looked quite happy, with an empty ammunition box next to him, and Douzi squatted beside him, his face full of nervousness.
The cruel hand-to-hand combat lasted for a short three-minute period. Although the heretic who was at a disadvantage was brave, he was defeated. The remaining people fled to the stronghold in a panic. As the order was issued, the machine gun position began to move forward. Hayes followed the team to the new line of exchange fire. This time they had to face the enemy's solid stronghold.
Because the attacking party launched an attack from both ends of the arc defense line, many of the defensive firepower deployed by the heretics on the front had to be transferred, and their actions were seen by the accompanying artillery observers.
At the same time, they were also observing the enemy's firepower distribution in the water supply station stronghold and the surrounding castles. In fact, the firepower distribution of heretics is still very different from those on the map, especially several key bunkers.
Hayes's squad had already arrived at the position required by the company commander. When deploying the heavy machine gun, Hayes took the bazooka from the soldiers on the side, and then took Hayes to the side of a bunker.
"Bull your head down!"
After pulling Hayes' arm hard and making him bend down as much as possible, the veteran stretched his head and glanced at him. After confirming that the enemy did not find him, he raised the armor-breaking rocket and shot at the side of the enemy's bunker.
A second later, with a bang, the bunker was uprooted and the explosion swallowed up several heretics lying around the bunker.
"Hey, see those bastards, you threw them behind their butts with a grenade."
Hearing Hashett's words, Hashett carefully poked his head out and saw Hashett pointing at a group of enemies operating heavy machine guns behind a bunch of simple bunkers. He looked at it and it was about eighty meters away.
"I...I'll try!"
Hayes took out the grenade, weighed it for a while, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, maintaining a half-squat posture.
After taking three deep breaths, he pulled the safety ring, then stood up and threw it hard, and then fell down immediately.
After a few seconds, Hayes felt someone slapped his head. He raised his head and saw Hashet grinning at him.
"Good job!"
Hayes glanced carefully and found that the people and their heavy machine guns were lying on the ground.
At this time, the artillery observers had basically determined the shooting target, and the company commanders then began to ask the soldiers to retreat and hide behind the bunker.
In the distance, 18 ready-made earth-shaking cannons roared after slightly adjusting the shooting parameters.
Hiding in a crater, Hays followed the shelling evasion movements learned in the recruits' camp, touching the ground with his elbows, holding his head and ears with both hands, opening his mouth wide, kneeling on the ground, and raising his waist as much as possible to reduce the contact area with the ground. However, the strong shock of the explosion after the shell hit the ground still made his heart feel a little throbbing.
For some reason, in a daze, he recalled his friends and the shack that was unclean and uncomfortable, but could be called home.
I don't know how long it took, Hayes felt someone pushing him. He shook his head and dispelled the constant low whine in his ears and the mud on his helmet. When he looked up, he saw Hashet squatting beside him.
"Damn, do you want to sleep here?"
"No, no!"
"Let's go."
Hayes stood up and saw more troops rushing up from behind. The sound of gunfire formed a noisy song. This time it was a full-scale attack, led by several commandos carrying explosives and rushed straight to the enemy's stronghold from the front. After two rounds of artillery attacks, the enemy's counterattack was much weaker, but soldiers continued to fall during the charge.
"Okay, tell the soldiers and take this place down in one go!"
The energetic Arni also came to the front line of the battlefield. He stood on a small slope, pressed his sword with his right hand, and looked at the boiling battlefield more than a thousand meters away with his left hand. On his side was the flag bearer holding the team flag high, and the two cameramen were constantly taking photos of him from all angles.
Then he pulled out his commanding sword and shouted:
"Eliminate heresy and leave no living! For the Emperor!"
The guard behind him also roared neatly.
kill!
Alni then took a step and walked towards the battlefield in the most fearless posture he thought. Just after walking more than a hundred meters, he saw a corpse on the ground, a soldier from their regiment, whose chest was pierced by something, lying on his back on his back, his ribs broke, and his red and black internal organs were exposed, and his face was still distorted before his death.
The young noble stopped, his cheeks twitched, and his stomach seemed to be rolling, but he held it down and raised his legs and stepped over the body to continue moving forward.
On Hayes, they had already rushed into the enemy's stronghold, and there was basically nothing left here, only scattered and complete structures, fragmented corpses were smeared in rocks or rubble, and occasionally a slight moan could be heard, but they would be broken immediately - the soldiers were using bayonets to make up for the last time for those not dead enemies.
Hayes, who was walking in this purgatory with a gun in his arms, has not figured out why the enemy is guarding this broken place until now.
Chapter completed!