nucmednet Chapter 570: The Flesh Grindstone of the Bay North Battle
Chapter 570: The Flesh Grindstone of the Bay North Battle
The sun was blocked by clouds, and the cold wind blew through the smoke-filled streets, bringing with it the smell of death.
The commander of the 27th Army of the Expeditionary Force stood at the front, his eyes flashing with determination and madness, his face distorted with excitement, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.
"Brothers! Victory is at hand. The southern rebels are in trouble. Charge in!" His roar echoed on the battlefield, like the roar of a giant beast, which made people's hearts surge.
Following the order from the regiment commander, two heavy armored vehicles roared forward like steel beasts. The sound of tracks rolling over the ground and the sound of gunfire intertwined to form a symphony of death.
Their armor is thick and has amazing defensive power. Even machine gun bullets can only leave shallow marks on their surface.
The infantry followed closely behind, advancing quickly and orderly with the help of armored vehicles, their eyes flashing with desire for victory and hatred for the enemy, their rifles and machine guns spewing deadly flames, riddling the bunkers on both sides of the street.
"Hold on! Don't let these guys get through!" The commander of the Southern Government's garrison shouted at the top of his lungs, but their resistance seemed so powerless under the expeditionary force's attack. Their bullets hit the armored vehicles, only splashing sparks, and could not cause any substantial damage.
"Brothers, charge! For glory, for family, for freedom!" A soldier of the expeditionary force shouted loudly, his voice full of passion and power, infecting the comrades around him. They attacked more fiercely, as if to vent all their anger and strength on the enemy.
On the battlefield, blood and fire intertwined into a cruel and spectacular scene. The soldiers of the Southern Government defending army fought desperately, with unyielding light flashing in their eyes, but facing the powerful expeditionary force, their resistance seemed so insignificant.
Soldiers fell one after another, their blood dyed the ground red, interweaving with the light of war, forming a bloody and magnificent picture.
"Haha, look at these cowards from the South, they are no match for us!" A soldier of the expeditionary force laughed, his face filled with a smile of victory. But at this moment, a stray bullet hit him, and he instantly fell in a pool of blood, with a smile still on his face.
In the night of Wanbei City, the fire and smoke intertwined, reflecting the resolute faces of the four regiment-level assault troops of the expeditionary army. Their figures shuttled through the streets, the weapons in their hands flashed a cold light, and they approached the area occupied by the southern army step by step.
"Commander, our assault troops have occupied the industrial zone in the east of the city, and the enemy is fleeing to the west!" A signalman quickly reported to Chen Tong.
Chen Tong's eyes were firm and calm. He held a telescope in his hand and scanned the front with a sharp gaze: "Tell the brothers not to let down their guard. The bastards from the South are still resisting stubbornly. We must advance step by step and try to minimize civilian casualties."
"Yes, Commander!" The signalman saluted and quickly conveyed the order.
In another corner of the city, another regimental assault force of the expeditionary army engaged in a fierce battle with the southern army. The sound of gunfire, shouting, and explosions came one after another, as if to tear the entire city apart. The soldiers charged forward, bullets and grenades whizzed past them, but there was no fear in their eyes, only the desire for victory.
"Brothers, follow me! For the rise and glory of China!" A regiment commander waved his rifle and shouted loudly. His voice was full of power, inspiring his comrades around him to move forward bravely. Under their leadership, the soldiers of the expeditionary force were like tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable.
In the most intense areas of the exchange of fire, the soldiers of both sides fought hand-to-hand, with swords and blades. The sound of iron and blood colliding, screams, and roars intertwined together, forming a bloody and cruel picture. But even in such an environment, the soldiers of the expeditionary army still maintained a high level of combat literacy and tactical arrangements. They cooperated with each other, took advantage of the terrain, and pushed the southern army into a desperate situation step by step.
"Don't retreat! We are the strongest!" an expeditionary soldier shouted loudly during the battle. His face was covered with blood and dirt, but his eyes were shining with determination. Under his encouragement, his comrades around him became more courageous and fearless.
As time went by, the soldiers of the expeditionary army gradually gained the upper hand. With their superb combat skills and tactical arrangements, they continued to erode the areas occupied by the southern army. The soldiers of the southern country were defeated under the powerful offensive of the expeditionary army and could only be trapped in the ruined buildings waiting for reinforcements.
However, Chen Tong did not give the southern army a chance to breathe. He strictly ordered the troops not to use large-scale artillery after entering the city to reduce the harm to civilians. But even so, the exchange of fire between the two sides was still extremely bloody and cruel. But in this war, the expeditionary army has gained an absolute upper hand. With their firm belief, superb combat quality and tactical arrangements, they moved towards victory step by step.
In the smoke of the Wanbei Battle, Zhong Jiasheng's direct troops displayed extraordinary tenacity and courage.
Although the expeditionary force's offensive was as fierce as a flood or a beast, the officers under Zhong Jiasheng still gritted their teeth and persisted, and no one chose to surrender or retreat.
The Wanbei Guard Division was determined to live and die with Wanbei. A large number of soldiers cleverly used the residential houses along the street as cover and continuously harassed the large expeditionary force.
An expeditionary soldier, his body covered in mud and blood, crouched closely behind the armored vehicle. He stared intently at the street ahead, and no possible threat escaped his sharp eyes.
Suddenly, a window on the second floor of a nearby residential building was pushed open, a flash of cold light flashed, followed by a gunshot, breaking the tense silence on the street. The soldier's body trembled violently, and then fell powerlessly into a pool of blood.
"Damn it!" An expeditionary battalion commander roared angrily, "Send a team of people! Go into the houses on the roadside and count them step by step! Kill all these southern bastards without leaving a single one alive!" As the order was given, a group of soldiers quickly acted and rushed towards the house.
Soon, the southern soldier who fired on the second floor of the house was killed, and the gunfire gradually subsided. The fallen expeditionary soldier caught the attention of the battalion commander. He walked up quickly, squatted down, and tightly grasped the soldier's hands, which were covered in mud and blood: "Xiaomin! Xiaomin! Hold on for me!"
The soldier called Xiaomin was only 21 years old. His face was as pale as paper, and the spirit in his eyes was fading quickly. He struggled to say something, his lips trembling slightly, but in the end he could only utter a faint groan. He tried his best to tell the battalion commander something, but in the end he dropped his hands powerlessly and closed his eyes forever.
The battalion commander's eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the grief in his heart. He knew that in this cruel war, the sacrifice of every soldier was irreversible. But he also knew that they could not stop, because there were more enemies waiting for them. He took a deep breath, stood up, and shouted to his soldiers: "Keep moving forward! I'm going to skin these southern bastards!"