"The ammunition is here!" A dwarf soldier carried a box of bullets and walked back to the position where his troops were stationed. They were surrounded by dilapidated buildings. With the darkness of the evening, the place looked extremely ferocious.
No one answered his words. In the darkness, only one hand reached out and took the box of bullets. Several dwarf soldiers squatted in the corner holding weapons, like lonely ghosts.
Everyone was in a bad mood, because just when the soldier was looking for ammunition, the position next to them had been lost.
The Tang army dispatched helicopter gunships, and then launched an attack after preparing artillery fire. They didn't even use a tank assault and occupied the seemingly large building with one third of it collapsed.
Only three or four dwarf soldiers escaped, and the rest were killed. The only anti-tank rocket launcher on the position was missing.
According to the soldiers who escaped, there were at least 30 Tang soldiers and they carried a large amount of weapons and ammunition. It seemed impossible for them to recapture the building.
In the afternoon, there was also an attack here. The Tang Army tentatively came to cause trouble. Seven or eight people on the dwarf side died, and one person on the Tang Army side seemed to have died. Neither side had the intention to continue fighting, so for the time being.
ceasefire.
But everyone knows that night is the truly scary time. The Tang army, which has technological advantages, is likely to launch a night attack, and the dwarves' combat effectiveness at night is not as good as during the day.
This kind of torture exhausted the dwarf defenders, because they had to arrange more soldiers to patrol and guard at night to offset the advantage of the Tang army's night vision goggles.
After seven or eight comrades died, no one was in a good mood. Everyone was worried that the Tang army would come to cause trouble at night. After all, they did not have much ammunition left.
"It's great to have you back." Finally, someone thanked him while dividing the ammunition, which made the dwarf soldier who went back to look for ammunition feel a little more comfortable.
He worked hard to get such a box of bullets from the rear, which contained about two to three hundred rounds. This was all the support the rear troops could provide.
"There are still no reinforcements over there, right?" The dwarf platoon leader was holding a Bobosha submachine gun, so these rifle bullets did not belong to him.
The submachine gun uses pistol bullets, and the platoon leader still has about fifty or sixty rounds, which sounds like a lot, but it's definitely not a lot.
"No, I asked them for it, but they said they really didn't have it." The dwarf soldier shook his head. There were several people waiting for reinforcements at the regiment headquarters. He really couldn't compete with these people.
In order to win sympathy, several companies or battalions on the front line sent wounded people for reinforcements. It looked like a miserable situation: some had bandages on their heads, and some had their arms hanging. He went back with all his limbs intact.
, I really can’t get anything decent.
Thinking of this, he decided to remind his platoon leader: "Platoon leader, the people who ask for things are wounded soldiers wearing bandages. They will be sold badly."
"You know it! You know it! What the hell, if I send a wounded soldier back, how will he carry the ammunition back?" The platoon leader scolded twice in annoyance, making the dwarf soldier stop talking.
"I know you are doing it for our own good, but you also know that it will be difficult for the brothers to survive after they are injured. We have no medicine..." The platoon leader sighed and explained: "So, when we retreated the day before yesterday,
We just left all the wounded with the Tang people."
I heard that the Tang people were willing to treat captured and wounded soldiers. The leaflet said that they were willing to take in civilians and hoped that the dwarf defenders could transfer the civilians and wounded to them. In this platoon leader's view, if you die, you are loyal to the country, and if you are injured, you will be loyal to the country.
Getting treatment is another matter.
He left everyone behind in the lost position. Those brothers with broken arms and legs might have a chance to continue living on the Tang people's side.
Several dwarf soldiers divided up the bullets in the ammunition box. They disassembled the bullets, installed them on the bullet chains, and first prepared 100 rounds of ammunition for the machine gun. The remaining bullets were divided into ten and eight rounds each.
There isn't much left.
There are still some bullets that need to be delivered to friendly forces in other corners of the trench. In short, the average number of bullets per person is less than ten bullets. This number is actually very pitiful.
The standard number of ammunition carried is 85 rounds. If the battle is fierce, soldiers often have to carry 40 more rounds, increasing the number of carried ammunition to more than 120 rounds.
But now the dwarf front-line combat troops can only carry around 30 to 50 rounds of ammunition. In fact, it is impossible to get the standard amount of ammunition.
The same goes for grenades. In the past, the dwarves required each soldier to carry two grenades, and the company-level troops had to reserve several boxes of ammunition. But now this number cannot be reached at all, and a soldier can only have one grenade at most.
Many recruits have not even been trained to throw grenades, so they are not qualified to use grenades. There are many recruits who die without even touching them.
As time goes by, the visibility also drops sharply. This is the north, and it is already very dark at six or seven o'clock in the evening.
At this time, the Tang army would often launch an attack, and the dwarf security forces would be at their best at this time.
"Boom!" Irregular artillery sounds came from the distance. It was the Tang army destroying some threatening buildings according to the coordinates. In order to cooperate with our own actions, this kind of artillery fire was often carried out when the battlefield was relatively quiet.
In order to hide the noise made by your own troops when attacking, artillery strikes are a very good choice. As long as the battlefield environment is noisy enough, then some less obvious sounds will be insignificant.
Using this method, the Tang army could easily cover up the gunshots of the attacking troops after installing silencers. This tactic was very annoying to the dwarves.
"Here we go again..." Hearing the sound of cannons nearby, the platoon leader's face turned extremely ugly. This thing lasted all night long, making it impossible for the dwarves to have a good rest and sleep. It was simply disgusting.
Where he couldn't see, the Tang Army's attack had already begun. Under the cover of night, the Tang Army wearing night vision goggles reached the front of the dwarf position. They used weapons equipped with silencers to clear the way and easily killed the dwarves.
checkpoint.
Then these Tang Army soldiers climbed into the trenches and began to clean up the dwarf soldiers inside who did not know that the enemy was approaching.
They killed one after another, until some dwarf soldiers alertly discovered the intruders, and the massacre turned into a real battle.
