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Chapter 2517 Battle of the Station

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    More teams entered the train station area northwest of Alcan.  There are nearly 4,000 troops of the Anmore Coalition distributed here, and more than a dozen temporary strongholds of different sizes have been built.

    Because of the war mobilization, many young people in Alkahn were conscripted, and other people in the villages and towns were also conscripted into the city to build fortifications and barricades.  This area has almost become an uninhabited land, and all the trees have been cut down. In addition to the unique red soil of Africa, there are also white tree roots that are feet high in the ditches, fields, and small valleys. There is not even a bird in the sky.  It¡¯s also rare to see.  The acacia trees lowered their heads and swayed tremblingly in the wind.

    There is no human habitation, no cattle, sheep, chickens, or dogs.  It feels lonely and desolate.

    The Anmore soldiers at the station have received orders to temporarily accept the command of the military advisory group.  Black Panther Gulay and several Anmol officers have gone to the front line to inspect.  It was dark late at night at the station because of the light blackout.  The stars were all swallowed up by the dark clouds.  The weather itself was not good, and the moon had not been visible for several days.

    There is a river next to the station. Because of the continuous rain some time ago, the water in the river is flowing rapidly.  The wild current lapped at the river bank, and sand, soil and stones fell into the water one after another, being carried away by the wild waves.  The sound of the surging river water is as thrilling as the roar of a tiger in the mountains.  The searchlights in the station stronghold crisscrossed and emitted pale, snake-shaped strips of light, greedily gnawing at something in the fields and on both sides of the torrent river, giving people a terrifying feeling.

    The secret society's offensive began on such a night. The sound of artillery, gunfire, and grenades sounded in this narrow area from dusk to dawn, as if a fierce battle was taking place on a vast front.

    The secret society¡¯s armed forces were obviously more organized this time. They used a small amount of armor to clear the way, and the infantry coordinated the charge.  A small cannonball exploded loudly behind Lin Rui, dust flew up, and some tiny grains of sand invaded his neck and head. He touched his neck carelessly, still staring ahead.  Small artillery shells continued to hit, and the machine guns of the enemy tanks fired like fountains at the small slope. Several small trees nearby had their trunks broken, green leaves flew around, and a small stone fell on his left hand.  A piece of skin was wiped off the back of the hand, and blood oozed out.

    "Mr. Rick, we guessed it right. There are at least two or three squadrons on the opposite side, and maybe there are more behind." The Anmore officer seemed to be very courageous, like a veteran who had experienced many battles.

    Lin Rui seemed not to have heard what he said, still lying there, pressing a row of bullets into the barrel of the gun.

    "They want to capture that slope and control the commanding heights on that side." Officer Anmol turned his head and said.  "Hey sir, your hands!"

    Lin Rui looked down at his hand and realized there was blood.

    "It doesn't matter!" Lin Rui shook his head and replied.  A thin stream of blood was crawling on the back of his hand. He just rubbed it with his sleeve and ignored it.

    The battle was fierce. The enemies on the left and right cooperated with the frontal attack and attacked the position near Xiaopo. Artillery shells, rifle shells and machine gun shells were fired more violently and more concentratedly.  The position in front of him was surrounded by enemies on three sides.  The officer began to become anxious, and he said to Lin Rui pleadingly and like an order: "Mr. Rick, do we need to send someone to support there?"

    "You can't move." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "The front position has received clear instructions from me. You can retreat when necessary. The position is not important. There are only two important points. One is to hold back the enemy, and the other is to preserve strength.  . And conserving strength is to better hold off the enemy. Do you understand?"

    "But are we really doing nothing?" Anmore's captain asked in a low voice.  The shells continuously fell into the ravine in front of the station, sending up smoke and thundering noises.  The artillery armed by the secret society finally opened fire with all its strength and began a fierce attack on the Anmor army and mercenaries hiding in the bunker.

    The rocket shells were like firebirds, raising their wings and flying high into the sky from positions in all directions, and then pounced from high altitudes on the Anmore defenders on various hills, rooftops, valleys, and cliffs.  First it let out a roaring roar, then exploded, and then let out a roar that shook the earth, rising into the sky like a column of smoke, and spitting out bright red tongues of fire.  The nearest bunker flashed with flames and was destroyed in the explosion.  Rocks, soil, and barbed wire were blown to pieces and flew wildly.

    Soldiers were running around in the diffuse black smoke and blazing fire. Some were smashed together with rocks and soil, and some fell to the bottom of the steep cliff.

    This side of the Anmor Army also fought back.  Although they do not have large-caliber heavy artillery, they do have some Soviet-made mortars and towed 107 rocket launchers.  Although its power is limited, its momentum is not weak.  The artillery shells from both sides exchanged fire in the air, tearing apart the night atmosphere of Yimeng Mountain and spreading a strong smell of gunpowder.

    The prelude to the battle-the artillery battle is fierceIn progress.  This is when the infantry prepares to attack.  The opportunity that Lin Rui had been waiting for finally came.  Several wheeled armors rushed out of the smoke of the explosion, but soon these wheeled armors were completely blown over by explosives hidden on the roadside.  This large-charge home-made bomb has a powerful explosion and metal armor-piercing effect, which is enough to blow up the M1 main battle tank, not to mention several wheeled armored vehicles with weak armor.

    Peng Lefeng of the mercenary training team was transferred to command another company of the Anmore Army. His replacement was Ahu, who led the elite mercenaries of the original commando team and lurked in a gorge below the high ground where the enemy was trying to attack.  In the ditch, and on the slope of the left wing where a company led by the Anmol Army was located, an iron pincer was formed, preparing to carry out a pincer attack on the enemy attacking the high ground, and cooperate with the defenders on the high ground from the flanks to eliminate this enemy.

    There were two more consecutive explosions, which overturned another armored vehicle. These explosives were hidden under the gravel on the roadside. The gravel was impacted and scattered like flying sand, hitting the enemy.  When the block hit the stone, a cluster of sparks exploded, flying in front of the enemy's eyes, and leaving a bloody hole on his body.

    The impacting armored vehicle caught fire instantly, and the militants of the secret society ran around like distraught in the firelight, making faintly audible howls.

    Ahu held a semi-automatic rifle, bowed his waist, walked lightly, and ran eagerly from behind, conveying Black Panther Gulei's order to his subordinates: "The enemy is moving, superior orders! Attack immediately!"

    So, when two more artillery shells flew from the overhead sky to the high ground in front, the three assault squads of this platoon rushed out together, approaching the charging enemy in front of them.  Amidst the sound of shells exploding, they approached the throat of the high ground - the bottom of a small mountain bun.  The armed men of the secret society noticed them, and bullets from machine guns and rifles were fired intensively.  It passed through their ears, on top of their heads, and on their backs, like anxious meteors.

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