Chapter 233 Songyuan Defense Battle II(1/2)
Rumble---
Behind the entire Songyuan defense line, artillery of various calibers has never stopped firing.
Black spots are embedded in the vast white earth.
Of course, there are countless fragmented corpses of sub-humans.
The ubiquitous corpses and deaths.
At least five or six thousand a hundred and a thousand men fell on the way forward.
The originally intensive wave.
After several rounds of artillery attacks, it has become much thinner.
On the Nen River in the distance.
The endless sub-people are like endless, still rushing out of the dense forest and coming towards the south bank.
Swallows---
There were already thick smoke on the entire defense line.
The smell of gunpowder continued to stimulate the nasal cavity, and the extraordinary people on the front line looked quietly in the distance.
The continuous shelling sounds just now were also much sparse. After several rounds of rapid fire, the army artillery had to stop and cool down.
In the air, the airship stopped attacking.
The bombs I carried had already been thrown away.
The most brutal battle has not begun.
With a short break in the artillery attack, the submen at the front had already rushed into the heavy machine gun firing world of the defensive position.
Bang bang bang---
Hundreds of heavy machine guns fired at the same time.
A heavy machine gun with a caliber of 12.7, 14.5 mm sprayed a fire tongue.
The red links woven into a net, sealing the space within a thousand meters in front of the trench.
Like a moth to the flame, the Asians crashed into the bullet net.
The metal shield in his hand could not resist the powerful kinetic energy of the heavy machine gun at all, and countless sub-men fell straight into the snow like wooden stakes.
If it weren't for the strong defense.
I'm afraid these submen have long been torn into pieces of minced meat.
There were even crazy Asians who roared and continued to charge in the blood holes all over their bodies.
Like straw under a harvester.
Pour them in one stroke and pour them over a thousand meters.
It seems that the defense line composed of heavy machine guns has become an insurmountable natural barrier for the Asians.
Everyone in Roe Deer Mountain is like a spectator.
He looked at this battle like a massacre with a relaxed expression.
The cannon even asked Jiang Zhe for a 155-mm heavy cannon and put it on the top of the mountain.
The scene was shown to Du Xue, Wang Chen, and Lu Donglai and others how to shoot.
The mules and the others were carrying heavy sniper rifles.
Practice marksmanship with submen.
Jiang Zhe looked at his watch.
The battle has begun for almost half an hour.
The dead Asians were at least 20,000, and they were all the most ordinary warriors, while none of the first and second-level Asians had appeared yet.
The real fight is still behind.
The only good news is that the Asians do not know how to detour and feint, otherwise, in terms of the number of Asians.
It is not so difficult to rush to Songyuan’s defensive position.
In the distant sky.
Drones and white airships kept flying over the heads of the Asians, looking for the figure of the Asians.
cannon fodder!
Jiang Zhe is sure that those are cannon fodder.
Under heavy machine guns, the corpses piled up into the city walls of more than one meter high, and were cannon fodder sent by the king of the Asians.
The opponent's purpose is to consume thermal weapons on the defensive positions.
This is a cruel and reasonable strategy.
Even Jiang Zhe had to sigh.
The IQ of the Asian King is definitely higher than people speculate, not only cruel, but also calmer.
Due to long-term shooting, dozens of heavy machine guns were scrapped, and the rest had to be paused.
Even the bullets coated with animal fat have long been exhausted.
The extraordinary people watching the fun could only gather together temporarily and constantly press the heavy machine gun bullets into the bullet link.
This is the result of the Asians' exchange for nearly 50,000 corpses.
Looking at the piles of corpses.
The mule and the others were no longer interested at the beginning, so they leaned against the cannon and smoked, fucked and chatted with Bai Tianlin.
Shit---
The walkie-talkie in Jiang Zhe's hand rang.
"Captain Jiang, the drone has discovered a larger sub-crowd, please pay attention."
The voice of the battlefield liaison officer came from inside.
"receive!"
After Jiang Zhe finished speaking, he put away the walkie-talkie.
The duke not far away felt the change keenly, and stood up with the Wolf King, ready to rush into the battlefield at any time.
Roar roar roar---
The north bank of Nen River in the distance.
A series of low roars came.
Bai Tianlin held a silver, exquisite hand cannon with complex patterns, hiding behind the howitzer, and looked nervously ahead.
This scene made Jiang Zhe happy.
Just now, this guy bragged about killing all the Asians and liberating Harjiang.
As a result, the big formation became timid as soon as it came.
If the first wave of attacks from the Asians just now was just a level five wave on the sea, then now.
Countless submen who rushed across the Nen River.
It was a tsunami that shaved from the ground.
The Asians held spears and shields like a black wall, crushing the snow and crossing the Nen River.
He rushed towards the Songyuan defense line.
Everyone could clearly feel the slight vibration coming from the ground.
The relaxed expressions on the extraordinary people's faces disappeared, replaced by pieces of solemnity.
The figures mixed in the sub-crowd, two meters high.
It means that the Asians have finally sent elite troops.
Jiang Zhe roughly counted, at least tens of thousands.
It would be a disaster to let this subman who is comparable to the second-level and third-level extraordinary people rush to the position.
Swallows---
At this time, the positions no longer had to cherish the cannons.
Rumble.
The sound of cannons accompanied by the roar of the submen, and they roared again.
The sub-crowds disappeared under heavy artillery bombardment.
It was filled with more sub-men again.
To be continued...