Next, Nawu didn't say a word. Only when the meeting ended did he simply record some things.

The officers were very afraid of the notebook in Nawu's hand, and there was no idea what kind of small materials were written on it.

The cooking squad made a few pots of vegetable soup, and the soldiers who endured the rain were able to warm their bodies with the hot soup.

My eldest cousin left the front line and rushed to the exit.

The next day, Foxiao, the spring offensive codenamed Mudflow began.

Within the scheduled time, the coalition launched a full-scale counterattack. Pusen commanded his battalion to advance, and the artillery group in the rear roared and fired tons of calculated shells.

The carriage of the Logistics Support Force can't see the end at a glance.

Every soldier who rushed out of the barracks joined the attack with great courage.

Pusen held a telescope to observe the battle situation. From time to time, he ordered soldiers to climb up to the warehouse and then climbed down from the warehouse. The busy soldiers were like ants, with clear division of labor and moving forward.

With sufficient firepower configuration, what you get is a devastating battle report.

I listened with my ears, and there were gunfire and gunshots everywhere, and the whole land was in a fire of war.

After capturing the outer periphery of the small town, the artillery stopped bombing and street fighting began in the small town.

Pusen asked the adjutants to transfer to the battalion, and he took several guards to the line of defense he had just captured.

After the bombardment of the artillery fire, what was left was a temperature that was not commensurate with the cold, and the ground was filled with smoke with temperature like burning wood.

On this line of defense, corpses are burning, land is burning, and weapons are burning.

The charred human figures and fragmented weapons wreckage tell the story before the artillery fire.

There are dense gunfires on several main roads in the small town, and there are also machine gunfires, and there are also scattered gunfires in some places.

The messenger sent back the information in a hurry: "Battery Commander, we have captured two streets and are capturing the third one."

Pusen asked the messenger: "What's going on with the residents here?"

“Arrangement of transfers.”

The messenger ran over and out of nowhere.

Soon, refugees ran out of the small town in groups. They panicked and feared, and dragged their families to the firefighting area under the soldiers' mutual sending.

Pusen saw a woman carrying a full salute and after walking a few steps, she would fall out. Then she went back to pick it up, clean it up and then set off.

Those terrifying screams lingered in Pusen's ears all the time.

The street fighting continued. After four hours of fierce battle, they captured two more major streets, half of which were to recover the entire city.

Taihui's garrison was fighting to the death, without giving in, and every inch of land was exchanged for blood.

In the central area of ​​the city, the two sides fought repeatedly, surrounding the open space in the central square, and fighting was extremely hot.

Taihui's army had a small number of people, but it occupied favorable terrain. Coupled with the carefully managed fortifications, the battalion of Pusen paid a heavy price.

More and more people have evacuated the battlefield, and many people have huddled at home and waited for the end of the war outside.

Just in the central square, there was endless disputes. The warring sides fought until noon was approaching.

Puson was still listening to the reward ahead, and outside the small house selected as the temporary command, a senior officer kicked open the door.

The officer raised his whip and asked angrily: "Where is your battalion commander! Come here for me!"

Pusen put on a hat and tidied up his military uniform, ran over to salute the officer.

The officer yelled angrily: "What's wrong with you? The other troops have advanced, and only your battalion is still in place. It's just such a small town. Is it so difficult to fight?"

"Report to the sir, we are still in street fighting, and the enemy's defense is stronger than expected."

"Bomb! Bomb with gun! I need you to end the battle in an hour and then keep up with the big force as fast as possible."

"But the sir, and there are civilians here, use it rashly..."

"Shut up!" The senior officer put the whip on Pusson's face. "I don't want to repeat my orders for a second time. I think you should hear them clearly. Now, execute the orders. If your battalion does not follow the offensive at the scheduled time, just wait to go to the military court."

Pusen saluted again, and he faced the officer: "Sir, please give us some more time, my brothers will..."

"Enough!"

The senior officer stopped Pusen and said majestic: "Battalion Commander, you have been removed from office now, where is the deputy battalion commander?"

A lieutenant of Puson then replied: "Go to the front line."

The senior officer pushed Pusen away, and he walked to the center of the temporary command post and announced calmly: "Now here is temporarily under my command, and I will notify the artillery troops to bomb with all my strength."

The people in the room were unmoved.

This made the fierce senior officer angry. He said threateningly for half a generation: "You know the consequences of not executing the order?"

After he said this, the messenger took action.

The flag bearer played flags along the way, like ancient wolf smoke, accurately passed the orders to the artillery troops in the rear. The soldiers in the fierce battle in the central square received the orders and retreated like a tide.

When he heard the sound of shells flying in the sky, Pusen's heart was cold.

The recruit pushed open the door of the command post, and he wiped the mud on his face and shouted: "Captain! What's going on! Why do we need to evacuate?"

Puson grabbed the recruit and shook his head.

The recruits also discovered that something was wrong in the command post.

When the deputy battalion commander of this battalion came in, Pusen pressed the deputy battalion commander's shoulder and said desolately: "From now on, you are the battalion commander."

Then, Puson led the recruits out of the command post.

The senior officer said coldly: "Mother-in-law and mother are useless, how can such a person be the battalion commander?"

At this moment, the guy who was once Adjutant Pson expressed his resentful opinion: "He is not worthy of being the battalion commander at all. I don't know how many brothers he will die if he gives up the shelling. Only those civilians' lives are their lives, and the lives of our soldiers are not their lives?"

There were a few people who followed suit, including the deputy battalion commander, who told many of Pusen's behaviors like tyrants and denounced all kinds of dissatisfaction with command.

Some people say that Pusen was only one month old and was not qualified at all.

The senior officer looked at these officers who turned to him with approval and satisfaction.

The shells magnificently crossed the sky, exploded one after another, countless broken bricks and rubble flew together, and people's screams and begging for mercy came one after another.

When the shells fall like raindrops, any other sound is temporarily sealed.

Pusen led the recruits step by step toward the bombing area, and the soldiers waiting for the next instructions on the road were different.

Among them were puzzled, respectful, and resentful. Because of Pson's order, many soldiers died in street fighting.

As people got closer and closer to the bombing area, their ears finally couldn't bear it. The distance here was too close, and there were no soldiers, only two of them were Pusen and the new recruits.

They saw with their own eyes that a woman was rushing out of the smoke with her two children in her arms. Before she could be glad, a shell exploded the three women and the three of them.

The bombing ended half an hour later, and the entire battalion broke through the small town and swept the remnants.

No one cares about Pusen anymore, and he doesn't need to command anyone anymore. He just wanders around the broken city like a shop.

There are shocking scenes everywhere.

Those who survived the artillery fire hugged each other and cried bitterly, feeling glad to survive. Some people hugged their relatives' bodies and wailed helplessly, some searched hard in the ruins of the house, and some sat aside with dejected eyes.

When Pusen walked to the center of the city, he saw the soldiers in the camp dealing with the prisoners. Because it was a quick offensive, there was no need to keep the prisoners. The surrendered Taihui soldiers lined up and knelt on the ground, and bullets penetrated their heads.

The victorious party vents his anger on the head of the defeated party, mocking, insulting and beating. Even if he has endured such insults, the surrendered people will still beg for mercy, and what is greeted must be a bullet that has already been in place.

After walking through the central square, there was neatly shot behind, and the real purgatory was in front.

The people here didn't have time to evacuate, and many people mixed with the fallen houses in various weird postures.

A man pulled a woman's arm hard, thinking about saving his lover from the ruins.

A child threw stones at Pusen. When Pusen looked at him, the child ran away quickly.

On the left is a flower girl crying with her knees, and on the right is a middle-aged man holding the bones of his relatives.

Survivors range from ages to decades, and the dead are from ages to ages.

Not long after walking forward, Pusen stopped in front of a building ruin. He lived here for a while and could see some familiar places, such as the wall that did not collapse with other tunnels, standing alone.

At this moment, Pusson forgot a lot of things, such as how did this war start?

In my vague memory, I vaguely remember that it seemed that the king of a certain country was killed, and it seemed that it was for some other reason.

The more Pusen thought about it, the less he could not remember it. He simply stopped thinking about it.

He looked at those eyes that hated him, from the eyes of ordinary civilians of Dale.

The spring offensive achieved brilliant results. After Taihui reacted, he quickly shrank his troops. In an open plain area, the spring offensive was completely blocked.

And this result was urgently given to the two kings of the coalition forces.

The Taihui Army and the main forces of the coalition forces confronted each other head-on in the plains.

Today the coalition forces will advance by several hundred meters, and tomorrow the Taihui army will push forward by several hundred meters. Anyone knows that this main showdown will play a crucial role in the direction of this war.

Pusen accepted the punishment because he did not obey the order. He originally wanted to go to the military court. Because of some military achievements and background, he was finally transferred to the rear and kept in charge of the warehouse.
Chapter completed!