As soon as they entered Xicong, the Dahua army found that the battlefield seemed to have changed: the Tang army's camouflage uniforms were very difficult to identify in the city, and the battle became very cruel and bloody.
The advantage of the Tang Army's automatic firepower in street fighting is very obvious. Small groups of Tang Army are interspersed in the streets of the city. They are a hundred times more flexible than the Dahua Army, and their combat effectiveness is also hundreds of times more powerful.
The grenadiers shuttled freely among the ruins. They were familiar with the terrain here, and they were familiar with entangled with the troops of the Great China Empire.
Among the inconspicuous ruins, a Tang Army sniper hiding in the corner was observing a group of Dahua Empire soldiers who had just arrived through his scope.
These soldiers were not alert at all, and they did not know that in a corner not far away, there was a person looking at them with cold eyes.
They started to prepare their lunch while talking and laughing, and some of them sat on the pile of rocks and took off their helmets. They had just fought a tough battle and killed a Tang Army soldier who had no time to retreat.
The steel helmets of the Dahua Empire are very distinctive. The basic style is very similar to Er Dezi's steel helmets: their helmets have a sharp collision angle. I don't know whether it is for decoration or for actual combat.
However, the quality of this kind of helmet with angled corners is very poor, and it is not as beautiful as the others. The protective performance is also not very good, and the only advantage is that it is easy to identify.
Therefore, it is very simple for soldiers from both sides to confirm their identity. They only need to see if there is a gun point above the other party's head.
Because it didn't rain today, these Dahua soldiers did not wear those dark green raincoats - learning from the Tang Dynasty, many countries designed their military uniforms in green or brown to make their soldiers better concealed.
Those bright yellow, bright green, bright red, and sky blue military uniforms from the early years have disappeared, and everyone has begun to embark on the ugly road of actual combat.
"Did you see it just now? I killed a Tang soldier." A young Dahua soldier arranged his rifle while showing off to his comrades beside him.
He was wearing a watch on his wrist, which obviously did not belong to him. Judging from the model number, the watch was a one-year souvenir issued to the infantry of the Dahua Empire. It was probably ripped off by the Dahua soldier from a dead man.
"I saw it!" The Dahua veteran took off his helmet, fiddled with his hair, and replied absently: "He was surrounded, and he didn't surrender, so you took an advantage."
Killing a soldier of the Tang Dynasty is a reward based on merit, with a reward of 1 gold coin. If someone can kill more than ten, he can retire and go home. Although it is unlikely, there is indeed such a reward system in the army of the Tang Dynasty.
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"I always feel like it's eerie here." Not far away, the Dahua platoon leader who was leading the team looked around vigilantly and complained to a squad leader next to him.
The squad leader nodded slightly and said in agreement: "Every building here seems to be hiding soldiers from the Tang Dynasty. I'm going crazy with nervousness."
Along the way, they encountered Tang soldiers in many inexplicable places. Fierce battles would break out between the two sides at any time, resulting in heavy losses.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the superiors did not allow any reason to retreat, they would have retreated long ago - there is no way to escape here, and even surrender is not that easy.
The fighting distance is extremely short, and both sides need to react to the extreme - when you raise your hand, the other party may throw a grenade under your feet.
While they were talking, the sniper from high up had already pointed his gun at the chest of the Dahua platoon leader who had just felt unsafe nearby.
From the subtle differences in clothes, he could tell the rank of the enemy. Kill the leader first, and then the rest of the mob would be easy to deal with.
"Bang!" Without any warning, a sudden shot rang out. The platoon leader who had just been talking to his subordinates shook the water bottle in his hand, and then fell in front of his shoes.
The water flowing from the kettle, carrying the mud on the ground, splashed onto the long row of dirty shoes.
A second later, the sitting platoon leader fell sideways and lay in the arms of the squad leader. The squad leader of Dahua saw the blood on his boss's chest and subconsciously looked towards the direction where the gunfire came from.
For a moment, he even forgot to dodge.
Then he saw a cold light flashing in the corner of the second-floor window of the ruins in the distance, and then he was shot through the head by a bullet.
Only then did someone realize that they seemed to have been ambushed by Tang Army snipers. Everyone panicked and began to look for bunkers, but for a while they could not find an absolutely safe place.
"Bang!" The third gunshot sounded, and a Dahua soldier who stood up and was about to run fell to the ground. He clutched his stomach and twisted his body to get away from this dangerous place.
The soldier who was lighting a fire just now and preparing to cook almost tripped over his lunch box. When he bent down to pick up his lunch box, a bullet hit him in the ribs, causing him to hit his head against the pile of firewood.
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"Save me!" The soldier holding his stomach was still alive. He fell to the ground and prayed to his comrades who were hiding in the distance and did not dare to look up.
But no one paid attention to him. Everyone was looking for the sniper who attacked them in panic, full of hatred, and ready to show off to the other party.
But unfortunately, as far as they could see, there were gaps everywhere, collapsed walls, rubble and messy debris everywhere.
Some civilian clothes and beddings of various colors, as well as some bedside wooden cabinets, were dotted among the ruins. It was not easy to find the enemy who was deliberately hiding.
But the Tang Army sniper who had been observing in the dark for a long time was different. He almost remembered the location of every enemy, so he could easily identify those people among the colorful ruins.
So he took aim calmly and fired again, hitting an enemy who was watching where he was.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The head of the Dahua soldier hung down weakly, leaning against the bunker where he was hiding. His helmet rolled to the ground, still stained with bright red blood.
The Dahua soldier who was setting fire to cook had lost his voice. He was still crying just now, but now all he could see was his body breathing rapidly.
The Dahua soldier who was clutching his stomach and asking for help was lying not far away from him, but he was in pretty good condition and was still screaming, which made people irritated.
The remaining Dahua soldiers probably guessed where the Tang Army snipers were hiding, so some of them had already pointed their guns at the only half window left on the ruins of the second floor not far away, and many even pulled their guns.
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The first Dahua soldier who showed up to take aim was shot directly in the forehead, and the rest couldn't help but start to pull the trigger at the window.
A dense barrage of bullets hit the wall around the window, and some penetrated the remaining glass on the edge of the window, making a crisp sound.
After a burst of intensive shooting, Dahua's soldiers began to attack cautiously. The people on the front continued to fire. The veteran just now, with the young man bragging about his military exploits, bypassed the low wall from the side and approached the one that had not completely collapsed.
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They climbed carefully to the second floor. They looked around at the window. There was no one there, but a few bullet casings were still scattered on the floor.
"Stop shooting! He ran away!" Not daring to approach the second floor, the veteran shouted loudly from a long distance away.
The young man following him found a beautiful lunch box in the corner with steaming soup in it.
He swallowed and walked over excitedly. As soon as he picked up the lunch box left by the enemy, he heard a clear and inconspicuous click.
"Don't!" The veteran wanted to stop the young man from touching the lunch box, but when he spoke, it was already too late. Everything he didn't want to see had already happened.
A grenade fell from the back of the lunch box, with horizontal and vertical textures engraved on it like chocolate. Before the veteran could make any defensive moves, the grenade exploded in the ruins.
The veteran was thrown away by the shock wave, knocked out of the ruins through the window where the sniper had just opened fire, and fell directly to the ground outside.
The young man was also blown away, and one of his arms flew far away, still carrying the commemorative watch he took off the corpse.
The Dahua Empire soldiers outside stopped firing and looked at their losses. The platoon leader and squad leader were both dead, and the soldier who set the fire was no longer breathing.
It seems that the man with the stomach injury can still be saved, but no one can say whether he can wait until the medical officer comes to save him. There is no need to look at the soldier whose head was shot, because his brains have already been sprayed out.
The two men who went to catch the sniper were both blown away by grenades. The young soldier was completely dead, and the veteran who was blown away was also dead.
A booby trap killed both of them, and it also taught the remaining Dahua soldiers a lesson: don't chase the retreating enemy easily, as the enemy may have already prepared a retreat.
We could no longer stay in this place, or the artillery fire of the Tang Army might come over. So dragging the unlucky wounded, the remaining Dahua soldiers left this place, leaving only corpses on the ground.
On the street next to the place where the fighting broke out, the remains of more than twenty Dahua tanks that were destroyed by anti-aircraft artillery a few days ago are still scattered there.
The burning flames have been extinguished by the rain, and the twisted corpses that were burned to charcoal can still be seen in the charred tank body. In the distance, the rumbling sound of artillery has not stopped, as if the devil is whispering in the ears.
The Battle of Xicong has just begun, but for the soldiers of the Great China Empire, purgatory is already in front of them. This is a trap carefully prepared for them by the soldiers of the Tang Kingdom, and deadly things may be hidden in every corner.
