The front position was silent, but in the central area behind the position, the gunfire did not stop for a moment, and the infantry battalions inside did not stop resisting, so the wolf flag army on the outside would not give up on them, at least one or two battalions would be killed.
Behind the more than 1600 cavalry, 23 armored vehicles followed. Behind the armored vehicles, two powerful tanks slowly rolled over the grass and charged forward as they fired. Obviously, this time, the wolf flag army lost money.
There are only more than 500 infantry and the last 20 armored vehicles left in the wolf flag battalion. If not, their reconnaissance troops will be wiped out from time to time. If not for the lethal bullets fired in the dark, I'm afraid they will be overtaken by the whole army and finish the battle.
At the beginning of the attack, in the public sky, a small triangle plane was flying. The blue belly was not very bright in the tile blue sky, and the buzzing of the plane was also covered by the shells.
The plane is not big. It's like a toy plane. The back of the plane is coated with white coating. The turning room is easily covered by the sky. The battlefield below is magnificent. Fireballs blow up smoke all the time. The plane shuttles through the smoke. The camera on the nose transmits everything here to the receiving device somewhere.
Huge fireballs accompanied by deafening roar, huge gun pits are all over the dregs and hills, and the sand falling from the sky lasts for a long time. The soldiers who ambush in the gun pits have to uproot the floating soil in the craters, otherwise, they will be buried alive in a short time.
On a huge blackened wood, countless fragments and stones were inlaid on it. Bullet marks told the cruelty of the battlefield. The long-time shelling and heavy fire strafing made the guards on the front numb. There were less than 800 troops left in more than 1600 troops. The defense line became thin and fragile, and 80% of the casualties were caused by heavy artillery.
After a 122mm shell is exploded, if a crater three or five meters wide and two meters deep is attacked by a meteorite, everything will be smashed within the scope of the shell. Building materials, bricks and tiles, furniture, electrical appliances, personnel, guns, and in the end, even the corpse will be fried into meat sauce and covered with clay together with gun parts.
The remaining golden flag has become numb. They can't care about fear. They are suffering in the position of shrapnel flying. Behind them is the infantry battalion of wolf flag army. In front of them are cavalry and tanks. How can they not be surrounded?
The momentum of the cavalry's decisive impact is amazing. The energy of more than 1000 horses seems to be able to break mountains and seas. In a short time, Damascus rushed to the rifle range of 300 meters. Suddenly, the dead position revived, and countless bullets rushed out there, shooting the front-end Damascus and knights into a sieve.
The dead rider turned to the ground, was trampled by the horse's hooves behind him, and was dragged by the horse full of gunholes. A horse dragged the owner's body forward, and the flames roared around him. The flying shrapnel took away pieces of flesh and blood on his body. Every step of running, the wounds on his body squeezed out a blood spring.
"Bang..."
The black horse couldn't hold on any longer. He fell heavily and splashed a row of sand on the ground. In the sand flying, two long and thin legs of the horse tripped over the dead horse. The rider on the horse howled in horror and flew up, whistling on his chest. The rider fell to the ground, covered his chest and gasped in the smoke filled sky.
When he saw a touch of blue in the smoke of gunpowder, a horse's hoof with a big bowl stepped heavily on his chest, blood rushed out, and his eyes were dim.
The rider gazes at the sky with a blank eye. Next to him, one by one, the horses bump into the ground, rolling and struggling. A touch of blue in his eyes turns to the center of the town.
"Ha
The first rider dashed through the last line of fire. His steel knife danced into a ball. As the horse leaped over a crater, the rider bent down and cut off the head of the golden flag soldier who was watching him in the crater. Then he straightened his waist, drove the horse to continue to charge, and pulled out a grenade from the waist injury, His eyes were fixed on a rocket launching position in front of him.
"Whoosh..."
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