At night, the sunset mountain is enveloped.Under the quiet starry sky, the mountains look like volcanoes erupting collectively.The light of the explosion and the burning flames stained the sky like red lava.Black billowing smoke, blending into the night, filled, criss-crossing energy cannon light, like a candle shrouded in thick veil, flickering in it.On the front that stretched for more than ten kilometers, every hill was cut off several meters.The trees in front and behind the position have long since survived.The charred black earth was littered with burning tree trunks and dead leaves.The air around them was filled with the pungent smell of blood and burning wreckage.The fierce firefights were earth-shattering and endless, as if there would never be a stop.The attacking Xiyue soldiers did not know how many times they had rushed to the top of the mountain, and the Filipino soldiers on the hilltop did not know how many times they had repelled the enemy's attack.Mechs from both sides fought fiercely in front of the positions, with soldiers shooting at each other inside and outside the trenches.The artillery fire in the rear, with a piercing screech in the sky, covered the front and rear of the position over and over again, like a meteor swarm at the end of the world.In this terrible shelling, the whole mountain was like boiling water.It's a hell of a sight everywhere.The corpses of the soldiers were scattered all over the position, and the wreckage of the broken mecha burned on the ground, and the fire licked and rolled, reflecting on the mechs and soldiers on both sides who were fighting desperately around them, flickering and dimming.A Feiyan mech hugged a Seuss mech, and the two sides rolled on the ground, fighting each other.A heavy Jeppen mecha swept through everything in front of it with great firepower, until it was knocked to the ground by two desperate Taihang mechas.Beside them, the two sides rushed towards each other one after the other.The front ones fell, and the back ones filled in.The position was occupied, and immediately there was a counterattack back.There was no other thought on people's minds than fighting.Attack, resist, fight back, survive or die.The concept of time has disappeared in this cruel battlefield, where there is only blood, only endless killing.At four o'clock in the morning, when a Jeppen soldier on the main position of Sunset Hill was hit in the head by an energy bullet while charging and fell straight towards the hillside, the Western Army retreated.The tide of mechs and soldiers retreated from the hilltop positions of the long line to the west.The stiff bodies of Jeppen's soldiers, the splatters of brains and blood, and the retreating troops form a violent aesthetic of solidification and flow.When the body that lost its life finally lost its delicate balance and fell heavily into the dust, the sunset mountain gradually calmed down.The deafening sound of explosions and artillery dissipated in the sky.The wreckage and the trees, beeping and peeling, burned.The corpses of soldiers on both sides were densely piled up on the position.There are so many that there is almost no place for people to get involved.The hills are like silent graveyards.This was the thirteenth full-scale assault of the Western Covenant.As a result, it is still impossible to make an inch!
Although very unwilling, the front-line commander had to stop the offensive.After all, no matter how fanatical a soldier is, he is not iron-clad.From preparation to movement, and then to the setting sun on the mountain, the attacking troops in front of the Western Covenant Assault have long been exhausted.Even if it is attacking in turns, at this time, it is somewhat unsustainable.It's not in Souss, it's not in Jepen.The western part of the Sunset Hill basin is full of resisting Chakner troops, and everywhere there are hate-filled Chakners.In addition, the two major towns of Qixing and Xiushuihe, which Chackner has been operating for a long time, have not yet been able to conquer, and the only troops that the group army can allocate to Sunset Mountain are these.After the Fiji forces demonstrated their still strong defenses in this attack, there was no point in continuing to fight.It's time for a different approach, or a different force, to deliver this final blow.Without artillery fire, the battlefield fell into a tacit silence.The medics on both sides passed by in the middle of the battlefield, each transporting the wounded like flowing water.The screams and wails suddenly rang out all over the mountains.Combat units from afar are coldly watching their opponents from afar.Logistics units are nervously delivering energy ammunition.The engineering troops are busily consolidating their positions.The footsteps of the soldiers, the low roars of the officers, in this brief calm, were like the low muffled thunder before the approaching storm.Fran, the general of Chakner's 6th Army, walked deep and shallow through the wretched trenches.As far as the eye can see, there are only tired soldiers, battered bulletproof walls, scattered mecha fragments, and charred craters.Reports of casualties in various defense sections have been delivered.The entire line of defense, and now the remaining forces, are only two armored divisions and two mixed regiments.The battle loss rate has been as high as 37 percent.If the fight continued like this, before noon, there would never be a single living Filipino League soldier in the entire Sunset Mountain.After embracing the soldiers in the trench, Fran shook the hand of one of the wounded soldiers.The wounded soldier lying on a stretcher, foaming blood from his mouth.The medic on the side silently turned his head under Fran's gaze.The warriors beside him gritted their teeth and wept with their heads bowed.Everyone could see that a trace of vitality was passing through the eyes of the wounded soldiers."
Will we win?"
These were the last words left in this world by a soldier whose entire ribcage had been broken.He couldn't wait for Fran's answer.His pupils dilated with the violent twitching of his body.Fran knelt on the dirt floor, clutching his dirty, cold hand.He wanted to tell the soldier, and everyone present, that not far behind them, the Front Army had gathered more than a dozen divisions, as well as a large number of troops, and was rushing here in the stars and moons.He also wanted to tell them that the front army had a plan that would make people's blood boil.It won't be long before the enemies who invade the country and defile the land will be surrounded and will fall into a desperate situation that they could never have dreamed of.They will cry, they will struggle, they will surrender, they will wag their tails and beg for mercy.It will be wiped out under the fire of rage!
But he couldn't say.Just because he couldn't expose that damn strategic intent prematurely.The Western Covenanters did not yet know that the Filipino coalition forces had put all their reserves into this theater of operations, so they were still recklessly storming Sunset Mountain and gathering their troops to the east.And as soon as they learned that they thought they were confident that the reserves of the Filipino Allied forces were pinned down because of the town of Franço, they had already silently concentrated in advance at Sunset Mountain, they would be vigilant.The town of Frenzo will be re-evaluated, and the other sections will be re-evaluated.If they see through the entire battle plan and withdraw the main force, then the western front of Phoenix City will return to its original defensive posture again.The Leifeng Star Front, which is difficult to ride a tiger, will lose the opportunity to jump off the back of the tiger.In the end, one division after another can only be filled into the huge meat grinder on the western front of Phoenix City until the ammunition is exhausted.It was undoubtedly a torture for Fran to keep the battle situation in Sunset Hill in this precarious situation, and to watch the soldiers, in despair, silently defend this line of defense with guns, cannons, daggers, fists and even teeth.It was the most difficult 24 hours of his life.He could only keep his head down and clutch the hands of the lifeless soldiers.Every second of time passed, cutting a bloody wound in his heart.Six hours have passed, and after eighteen hours, what will happen?
Would that be a miracle?
In the next attack, how many troops will those mongrels in the West Covenant put in.A few kilometres away, at the Western Liaison position, how many follow-up troops had already arrived.And when the army, known as the Adjudicators, will go into battle.What kind of crisis will their appearance cause to this line of defense?
He didn't even dare to imagine all this.In silence, the group walked through the trench and came to Fran."
General."
One of the staff officers at the front stood in front of Fran and called softly.With the appearance of these people, there was a sudden twitch in the trenches.Many soldiers followed closely behind these people, and many of the soldiers who were resting on the edge of the mud pit stood up, their eyes moving with their movements, flashing with surprise.Fran put the dead soldier's hands on the stretcher, dressed him, and watched the paramedics carry him away, before he looked up and stood up.In front of him, several Chakner officers were standing solemnly.Fran nodded, he had already received the news from the headquarters, and he was not as excited as the soldiers around him.He knew that these were all officers sent by the command to support the troops, but this batch only came up with two Chakner armored regiments and a special battalion of bandits.Several officers from the 1O2 Division of the 10th Army of the 6th Army of Chakna, without saying anything to him as Admiral Chakner, he extended his hand to a bandit major who was standing in front of several officers."
I'm Fran."
The young officer in the blue uniform stretched out his hand and shook Fran: "Stiller, the commander of the special battalion directly under the 1st Armored Division of the bandit army." ”"I heard that you just arrived at Leifeng Star, but I didn't expect to go to the front line so soon."
Fran looked at the young officer in front of him, his eyes flashing.He really didn't know the bottom of his mind about the command's request to use this special battalion as the main combat force when the adjudicator appeared.The next attack, will the adjudicator show up?
In the distance, the Western Covenant troops, which had receded like a tide, were too quiet, so quiet that people panicked."
It's better to be in time than to be in time," said Stiller lightly, "and we'd rather give Belif a head-on blow than rest in the back!"
”Head-on?
The officers and soldiers around looked at the sharp-eyed officer in amazement.Most of the people here don't know much about the bandits, and they feel a little strange about the officer's relaxed tone.The major was too calm and too confident.Doesn't he still understand how sinister the battle in Sunset Mountain is?
Stiller didn't squint, ignoring the various stares around him.The tragic scene on the Sunset Mountain position may be frightening to ordinary people, but it is not strange to Stiller.Such a scene has been seen too much in the four-year Great Patriotic War of Leray.Fear is impossible, but there is a little bit of familiarity and familiarity.And more than that, it's excitement.The twenty-five-year-old major met Fran's surprised gaze, and a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.A few years ago, he was a soldier of the Special Reconnaissance Battalion of the 16th Division, followed the fat man to rescue prisoners of war in Miloc, fought Galileo, and once stormed the command cluster of the Mythical Legion in Mozic.With rich combat experience, he became the deputy company commander when he was the squad leader Torikti Company Commander.Now he is the battalion commander of the special battalion directly under the 1st Division of the bandit army.The soldiers under his command, although they are not as good as the hundreds of demons in the special battalion directly under the army equipped with the twelfth-generation rampant mecha, are definitely the elite of the elite.Most of them, when they joined the bandit army, had the level of civilian mecha knights.After receiving the training of mecha martial arts, in terms of level, he has surpassed the previous mecha commander.Stiller is fierce and fearless.In the past, he was driving seven generations of warriors, and he was still on a rampage, but now he is driving the [Ranger] equipped with magnetometers and various advanced systems, leading a group of mecha warriors who have mastered the control skills of this era, and he doesn't know a word for fear.The people in the trenches didn't know that just half an hour earlier, when the news of the destruction of a hundred Adjudicators in the town of Frenso had reached the Special Battalion of the 1st Armored Division.The first reaction of him and his warriors was not to be amazed and convinced, but to curse and spit on his lips.This group of guys who are not afraid of heaven and earth want to go crazy when they want to fight the adjudicator.The first and second divisions also made bets on who could catch a referee first.But who would have thought that he would be preempted by the evil fat chief leading a group of driving rampant demons.At this time, standing on the position of Sunset Mountain, Stille had no emotion, only a kind of depression that the girl who had been opened by someone.Looking at Stiller with a relaxed expression, Fran's heart jumped, and he said, "It seems that the morale of the bandit army is very high."
But," he frowned slightly, and said in a voice that only Stiller could hear: "The Sunset Mountain defense line is twenty kilometers long, if the adjudicator does not choose here, it will be difficult for your special battalion to arrive in time, Major" "This is a problem. ”Stiller nodded and said lightly: "So, I came to see General Fran for the first time, just to discuss it with you." ”"What are you discussing?"
Fran asked."
My troops are ready," Stiller looked at the time, turned his head to look west, and said expressionlessly, "Now I only need to move a counter-assault, and use practical actions to give those metal heads a war letter!"
”…… (To be continued)