At this moment, the commander's blood was surging, and he felt dizzy. His vision suddenly went dark. If he hadn't straightened his back strongly, he would have fallen to the ground.
But no matter how strong he is, it will not help, because at this moment, on the other side of the hillside, the Verdun God of War has begun his hunting time carrying a water-cooled MG08 heavy machine gun weighing several dozen kilograms.
Chen Mo personally took the call, controlled the opponent to aim at the target and pulled the trigger. Chen Mo, who turned on the eyes of death, saw blood-red x-shaped symbols everywhere he looked.
Then, he slowly pulled the trigger.
Each round of 7.92x57sS heavy-pointed bullets roared and flew out of the gun chamber driven by gunpowder gas, and then crossed the battlefield of nearly 1,500 meters and penetrated into the target's head.
So the Japanese troops who were still attacking were like grass blown down by the strong wind, falling to the ground piece by piece. Almost in an instant, several squadrons turned into the withered bones of Verdun, and then an entire brigade, and even
The entire regiment.
Chen Mo's ruthless harvest quickly cut off the Japanese army's front line, separating the counterattacking Japanese army from the Japanese army on the third line of defense. The defenders on the third line of defense could only watch anxiously as their friendly forces were ruthlessly harvested.
, it’s not that they don’t want to help, it’s just that the hills of Verdun are undulating, and Chen Mo’s location is a blind spot in their vision.
The fortress artillerymen, filled with rage, kept firing shells at Chen Mo's approximate position, but before the first shot was fired, and before the second shot was loaded, they were killed by bullets falling from the sky on the gun emplacement.
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"Beyond shooting! How can it be repaired? How could he shoot so accurately?"
The Japanese commander who came after hearing the news was numb looking at the cold corpses of his men. He even felt that he was not fighting a human being, but a god!
Almost all the open-air artillery emplacements of the third line of defense are on the reverse slope behind the line of defense. The opponent's bullets are dropped at a high projection angle. Normally speaking, it is impossible for bullets dropped at this angle to hit the target, but he
But not one of his men was left dead.
"Let the artillery in the rear fire, stop bombing the German positions, and let them kill that guy for me!"
With the ticking of the radio and the transmission of messages by carrier pigeons, the Allied artillery positions behind Verdun received requests for artillery support. Subsequently, these experienced artillerymen immediately changed their direction and began to cover Chen Mo's position with intensive firepower.
From 340mm heavy artillery to 75mm mountain cannon, hundreds of cannons tilted towards Chen Mo's position and fired thousands of shells. These large-caliber shells were enough to flatten an entire mountain, but they couldn't do anything to that Verdun God of War.
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The German soldiers were hiding in trenches and shell holes, watching in horror as the silent figure moved left and right among the exploding shells, while the machine gun in the opponent's hand did not stop at all. It was as if God was protecting him, and there was no
A shrapnel hit, and even the exploded soil was hiding from him!
During the Allied bombardment, the Japanese troops on the front line also began to retreat. Tens of thousands of people hurriedly evacuated the positions they had just captured, trying to escape back in a panic. But what the Japanese commander did not expect was that the Verdun God of War even ignored him.
The falling shells climbed directly from the side of the hill to the high point.
Although this allowed him to attack the retreating Japanese troops indiscriminately, it also exposed him to the Japanese troops on the third line of defense.
"Open fire and kill that guy!"
Seeing the enemy appear, the Japanese commander immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.
Then, the third line of defense seemed to come alive. Countless soldiers poured out of countless bunkers, bunkers, and even trenches. Tens of thousands of guns were pointed at the Verdun God of War, who was showing off his might.
, there was a chorus of countless weapons, machine guns, rifles, machine cannons, infantry cannons, mortars, almost all the weapons that could be launched on the defense line, all coming towards Chen Mo.
This firepower is enough to evaporate tens of thousands of people in an instant. Chen Mo's figure is no longer clear under the dense firelight. Everyone feels that such firepower can evaporate the opponent, but no one can successfully retreat to the first place.
The fact of three lines of defense still helplessly tells everyone that that guy is not dead yet!
Densely packed corpses of soldiers piled up in the river valley under the third line of defense, even blocking the stream. The distance from the river valley to the trenches, only a few hundred meters away, became a place that these soldiers would never be able to reach in their entire lives.
When Chen Mo stopped shooting, the entire river valley had flowed into a river of blood. Under this defense line that was thousands of meters wide and hundreds of meters long, the bodies of tens of thousands of people were piled up repeatedly.
Then, Chen Mo turned his gun and pointed it at the Japanese troops on the third line of defense.
The rain of bullets and falling artillery shells almost obscured his sight, but for Chen Mo, it was unnecessary. He stood on the top of the mountain without cover and started shooting at the Japanese troops on the position.
The entire Japanese defense line was like a swaying boat rocking in a violent storm. Despite its absolute superiority in personnel and firepower, the Japanese army was forced back into the defense line bit by bit by Chen Mo. Every shooting window and every bunker was blocked.
Being hit by bullets, Chen Mo couldn't even raise his head. He even fired with overpowering fire again, killing the artillerymen behind the defense line who were preparing to use the fortress cannon.
"Let the chariots attack!"
Realizing that the mortal body was no match for them, the Japanese commander had to use his last trump card, which was the Mark tank supported by the British. Then more than a dozen Mark tanks slowly drove past the defense line and headed towards Chen Mo.
On the battlefield of the Somme where the Mark tank made its first appearance, the Germans were indeed shocked, but Chen Mo was not surprised but overjoyed. He did not retreat but advanced. Looking at the tank slowly driving towards him,
He simply dropped the machine gun, took out a wrench from his pocket, and rushed over with a smile on his face.
"What is this guy going to do?"
The soldiers in the tank only saw the opponent constantly moving, and soon lost track of the opponent. While everyone was nervously looking for the target, they heard bursts of metal banging sounds coming from outside the tank.
"Is that guy outside?"
"Don't panic, our tanks are very strong and he can't penetrate them..."
Just as an officer wanted to comfort the soldiers in the car, he saw that the rivets on an entire armor plate had been unscrewed. Finally, a big hole appeared in the side of the tank, and then everyone only saw a guy with a wrench flash past.
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Then, the other parts of the tank were separated bit by bit, until finally, there was only a chassis that was still moving forward and the tank soldiers who were at a loss on the vehicle.