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Chapter 451 Gunfire is flying

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    "Be careful!" Jason ran to the other side of the position among a group of black soldiers and hid behind the barrier.  "Damn it! They're here again, stop them!"

    It is already three o'clock in the afternoon, and this dawn raid is like a cruel tug-of-war.  Many people died in the secret society, but the first minefield and anti-infantry blade net in the No. 1 defense zone have also been fully breached.

    Jason already clearly remembered that this was the fourth time he had retreated. If he retreated again, he might be forced into the city.  And the secret society's pressure on them has never stopped.  They are like madmen who never tire, constantly harassing Jason and others' last line of defense.

    Jason was strafing in front of the position when he suddenly felt something grabbing him from behind.

    Jason looked back and saw a private from the Mawo Army. He was lying on the ground with no legs.  "Damn it!" Jason quickly pulled him behind the bunker.  "Thank you, sir" the private said with a trembling voice.

    "You'll be fine." Jason's blood-covered hands were shaking a little: "Medic, medic!"

    "Sir, I'm here!" Jason turned around and saw a medic running over in a hurry, followed by a string of bullets.

    "Damn it!" The medical soldier ran to Jason's side and cursed loudly at the machine gun of the Secret Society on the opposite side of the position.

    "He's injured, treat him quickly!" Jason grabbed the medic and said.

    "Okay, okay!" The medic quickly opened the first aid box and provided emergency treatment to the private. From the injuries on the private's abdomen and legs, he could tell that he wouldn't live long, but he still stubbornly bandaged him.  .

    "Ah!AhAh!!!" The private shouted in pain several times and then died.

    "These damn bastards!" The medical soldier watched the wounded man die in front of his eyes, but he was helpless. This is a great insult to a doctor!  He cursed and threw away the gauze in his hand. He picked up his rifle and fired wildly at the opposite side.

    Jason sat behind the bunker and stared at the dead soldiers in front of him.  He looked around and saw more stormtroopers dying one by one. Many of them had no arms or legs. They were lying helplessly in the trenches. Some were crying, some were cursing, and some were looking for themselves.  The mutilated limbs Seeing all this, Jason held his light machine gun tightly.

    ¡°Sir, sir, what should we do?!¡± Private Mavo and several other black soldiers not far away from Jason were approaching him.

    "Sir, are you okay?"

    "I am fine"

    "What should we do next?" Jason saw behind him that the unknown group of secret society troops had begun to charge.  He slowly stood up and said loudly: "Gather all of us who can fight, let's defend this place together!"

    "It's sir!" A soldier quickly contacted the soldiers in his unit.  "We will cooperate with you!" A captain of the Mawo Army shouted to Johnson in the distance.  "This is great!" Jason was happy to have found another fighting company.  "Captain, you stay with them and deploy your people where there is a shortage of personnel!" Jason pointed at the backup army.

    "Okay! Brothers, hold on here, I'll treat you to a drink after the war is over!" Jason threw a few grenades and quickly changed a magazine.

    The people of the secret society launched another large-scale charge.

    "Ah, damn it!" Five or six secret society soldiers were knocked to the ground by hidden machine guns on the position.  "Disperse, there's a machine gun bunker across the way!" a soldier from a secret society shouted.  "Sniper! Where is the sniper?!" the captain of the secret society shouted loudly.  With the sound of a gunshot, the Mawo Army's machine guns suddenly went silent.

    Jason quickly commanded the Mawo army to hide in a location.  "Damn, they have snipers. It's a pity that the snipers of our company have sacrificed their commander!" Private First Class Mavo shouted beside him.

    While he was talking, the machine gun on the Mawo position roared again, but soon the machine gunner was shot dead by the secret society's sniper from a long distance.

    "It's really bad! He's suppressing our machine gun fire from a distance."

    Jason sighed and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Lin Rui, I know there must be a mess at your place at this time, but there is something going on here. A sniper is suppressing our machine gun fire. This  This situation cannot continue. I need Yelena's support."

    "No need, I've already received the news. The secret society is launching a large-scale raid, bigger than any previous attack. So it's time for us to play our trump card." Lin Rui said calmly, "Let your people pay attention.  Hidden, I immediately ordered artillery support  "

    "Artillery?" This was something Jason didn't expect.

    "Everyone squat down and find cover." Jason poked his head out slightly and realized that the members of the secret society on the opposite side had advanced some distance again with the help of the sniper's crazy shooting, and were now only sixty or seventy meters away from their position.  After a few meters, he could clearly see the faces of the members of the secret society on the opposite side.

    At this moment, a strange scream sounded in everyone's ears, followed by a huge explosion that was even more powerful.  This is shelling, a real anti-personnel blasting projectile loaded with high explosives, with a caliber of 152 mm. It is truly a cannon.

    This is the only artillery company of the Mawo Army. Lin Ruixue has only now used the trump card.

    The huge artillery shell exploded with astonishing force. The explosive air waves and flying shrapnel caused the front line of the position to turn into a hell on earth.  Several members of the secret society had half their heads cut off by shrapnel in an instant. They were twitching on the ground. The bright red blood and white brains were mixed with the unique red sand of Africa. The bloody smell was disgusting.

    The Mawo Army's artillery only has one company, equipped with six 152-caliber artillery, but its deterrence cannot be underestimated.  Especially the round just now was basically a rapid fire.  This method of firing is different from that of a salvo.  Instead, each gun fires at the fastest rate of fire to ensure that as many shells as possible are fired in a short period of time, and the rate of fire can even exceed the design rate of fire.

    So this round of shelling completely stunned the people of the secret society.  The opponent possesses an unknown number of heavy artillery, and looking at the power and firing density of this artillery, it can be considered terrifying.  After all, the Secret Society uses infantry units to charge within a small position. It is simply defenseless to suffer such a degree of artillery attack.

    So after a round of shelling, the members of the secret society were almost defeated.  The power of this artillery fire is amazing, and this position is not very open.  The artillery shells that landed here were almost useless.  Every shot took away the lives of secret society soldiers.  Conan, who was responsible for commanding at the front, no longer dared to command the soldiers of the secret society to attack by force.  He couldn't afford such a loss, so Conan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Withdraw!"

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