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Chapter 51
The alarm blared, and rapid and turbulent footsteps came from behind Song Ran.
Soldiers and civilians who were attending the wedding a moment ago poured out of the alley. Several groups of soldiers quickly lined up and rushed towards the direction of the gunfire, and the groom in red was inside; civilians, including women, shouted to direct the rear; teenagers and girls gathered the children and hid in the air-raid shelter.
At the entrance of the hospital, Li Zan and several Cook soldiers who got off the hospital bed drove away on motorcycles.
In the direction where the motorcycle taillight disappeared, the shells streaked across the sky, like shooting stars in the middle of the night.
Song Ran put on her bag and ran towards the university. In the distance behind her, the artillery shells made a mournful cry as they took off, then exploded on the ground with a loud bang. The houses on both sides of the road shook violently, and layers of dirt fell off the walls, hitting her on the head.
There is still a street away from the university. Suddenly a car speeds past behind him. Song Ran holds his waist and shouts: "Jose! I'm here! Jose!"
The car suddenly braked and turned around. Song Ran ran to the other side of the street. Before the car stopped in front of her, she pulled out the passenger seat and jumped in.
Jose said: ¡°I was just going to pick you up from the university!¡±
"I knew it, so I ran towards it." She quickly put on her helmet and put on her body armor.
Heading towards the battlefield, the night sky ahead has been ignited by the flames of war. On the horizon, artillery fire and smoke exploded into rising mushroom clouds; in the night sky, staggered artillery shells woven into a silver net like a meteor shower.
You can only speak by shouting:
¡°Why did it suddenly break out?!¡±
"Rebels launched a large-scale sneak attack!"
"Is the situation serious?"
"It's okay! The government troops were the first to get the information and were already prepared!"
Song Ran asked: "What about the Ku soldiers?"
"They only fight terrorists!" Jose shouted, "If the terrorists don't take action in this battle, they won't take action for the time being!"
"What if we are dispatched?"
"It's up to you to die!"
Song Ran gritted her teeth, her hands and feet trembling slightly.
Outside the car window, it seemed as if a picture of the world was unfolding - teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen were carrying the elderly on their backs and dragging children to evacuate and evacuate into air-raid shelters. Women were carrying simple handmade stretchers from home, ready to go to the front line to carry the wounded at any time. , men in their forties and fifties were running on the streets with guns looking for lone homeless people.
And men in their 18s, 19s, 20s, and 30s are all on the battlefield.
Approaching the battlefield, the ground under the wheels began to tremble, and gravel danced on the broken cement road. Song Ran put on earplugs to protect her ears. Jose stopped the car, and Song Ran quickly jumped out and ran with him to the rear of the government's fire line.
The rear area seems to be in chaos, with people coming and going, everyone looking serious and walking in a hurry, but everything is in order. The signal corps came and went to deliver news. The generals in the temporary headquarters were formulating strategies according to the war situation. Some soldiers gathered in rows and waited to go to the front line. Some had already loaded their guns and ran towards the front line, while the soldiers in the trenches in the distance were making their way to the front line. Meet the enemy. Snipers, artillery, armored troops, tank troops, and soldiers of all types were stationed in their respective positions, like tightened screws.
After Song Ran finished shooting a circle in the back, Jose gestured to her and asked her: "Would you like to go and have a look in the trench?"
She nodded vigorously.
The two men approached the front along the ditch and alley, firing bursts of gunfire, causing debris and mud to crackle and hit their helmets. Finally, he sneaked into a trench near the rear. A trench more than one meter deep and one meter wide was dug underground, and sandbags more than half a meter high were piled on the ground. Soldiers carrying guns and ammunition lurked and shuttled quickly inside.
Close to the front line, the sound of artillery fire is deafening, and it is difficult to shout to each other. Song Ran followed Jose's gesture and groped forward along the winding trench. In the trench, soldiers whose hands and feet were blown up and who were shot were carried away on stretchers by medical soldiers. More soldiers with minor injuries and bleeding were still fighting.
Song Ran saw a sniper with a bleeding forehead leaning against the wall and receiving a simple bandage. She glanced at him one more time, and the sniper saw her, smiled at her, and winked.
Song Ran also smiled and said, "You are so brave."
The sniper said: "You are braver, my dear girl."
Song Ran and Jose found a corner location and took diagonal shots, recording a microcosm of this long front across the city of Aare.
The flying gunfire ignited the night. The sky tore and the earth trembled.
?Still can't enter. He understood very well and said with a smile: "Song, you go first, I'll wait for you outside."
Song Ran followed Benjamin into the headquarters, and then discovered that they had a dedicated transcriber, sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard quickly.
The atmosphere in the headquarters was serious, and signal soldiers came in from time to time to deliver information. The captains and deputy captains of multiple combat teams stood around a large table to analyze the situation. On the table were microscopic terrain maps and battle situation maps.
The battle has reached now, and it has reached the most critical moment. In street fighting and street fighting, Cook's soldiers do not suffer. But now that terrorists are hiding in their shells, cracking the shell is a big problem.
Song Ran quietly moved a few steps and saw Li Zan at a glance.
He faced her sideways, his camouflage uniform was covered in mud and blood, his cheeks were also stained with dust, and there were a few minor scratches with blood seeping out. The man must be a little tired, but his profile still looks tough and determined.
He didn't notice Song Ran and looked at his comrades with sharp eyes: "This bunker was built in the Middle Ages and is made entirely of rocks. And it has been mechanically designed to have a smooth surface and no stress-bearing entry points." His slender fingers traced the plan of the bunker. Swipe up and tap the location of the fortress. "It can't be opened with the existing artillery shells. The only weak point is here."
He knocked on the front door of the fortress with his index finger.
The captain of another team said: "But the hillside is high and the door frame is small and strong. It is impossible to strike accurately. We have tried several times."
"If you want to be precise, there is a precise method." Li Zan retracted his hand and put it in his pocket, with his back straight, and said, "I'm going to drop the blasting bomb."
The scene fell silent for a moment. Song Ran was also surprised.
"I don't agree!" Benjamin objected immediately, "I don't agree. There is no way to cover that hillside. You will be hit before you get halfway."
The war commander also said: "Benjamin is right."
Li Zan turned slightly to the side, changed his center of gravity, smiled lightly, and said, "There is no bunker, but we can build one."
"How to make it?"
Li Zan's eyes changed slightly, and for a moment he was as fierce as a wolf: "Cannonballs can't hit their fortress, can they not hit the soil on the hillside?"
Everyone was stunned.
A captain suddenly exclaimed: "Use cannonballs to break out of the pit, and people hide in the pit as cover?"
"Yes." Li Zan said resolutely.
"But if they see the trap that was laid in advance and guess the strategic idea, you will definitely die."
"So we can't attack in advance." Li Zan said, "I will hide one, and the artillery will shoot the next."
Commander: "We have to rely on the continuous cooperation of our comrades, otherwise accidents may happen halfway."
"On the battlefield, if you cannot trust your comrades with your lives, such a team will be vulnerable." Li Zan said, "I will blow up the city gate and everyone will rush in together. If this den is not destroyed, there will be endless troubles."
The commander sighed: "I think it's still too dangerous. Lee, you are an excellent demolition soldier. We would rather give up this stronghold than lose you."
But at this time, Benjamin chuckled and said, "Let him go. You have never fought alongside him, so you don't know that he is definitely capable of the job."
Li Zan also frowned: "Now our focus is on how to accurately improve our coordination ability. There will be no mistakes."
The commander pondered for a moment and made up his mind: "Okay, let's lay out the strategy."
Soon, the gunners, assaulters, snipers, anti-aircraft fighters and other members all gathered in to discuss the combat plan closely, and then disbanded their respective preparations on the spot.
When the crowd dispersed, Song Ran immediately squatted down and hid behind the recorder's desk. At this critical moment, she didn't want to disturb or affect him in the slightest, let alone add any distracting thoughts to his heart.
A large group of figures quickly left the command room. She poked her head out a little and took a look, and saw that Li Zan was at the end of the team.
He walked out of the headquarters, but paused at the door.
Song Ran's heart moved.
In the night, his figure is tall and straight, and his shadow is cast on the opposite wall.
He stood still for two seconds, without looking back, and walked away. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com