The Canadians obviously did not regard themselves as friendly forces that only needed to cooperate with each other.
Following the order from Canada's top commander, the Canadian infantry who also arrived behind the hillside and were barely forming a complete formation in the heavy rain had already Stepping on the muddy soil like a swamp, I started to move forward.
The rolling mountainous area in front of them was entrenched like a black dragon in the gloomy weather, as if waiting for their arrival and giving them unexpected results.
Their clean combat boots were stained with muddy black soil as they moved forward, and their faces were all wet in the pouring rain due to their arduous trek.
However, they still ran forward quickly, forming a dense mass on the hillside.
It did not take too much time.
In about fifteen minutes, they were already based on company-level troops, and in the pouring rain Reached the predetermined attack position.
After all, they are official troops from the Canadian military, not to mention troops who have practiced mountain combat countless times.
They are already familiar with this combat mode.
These Canadian infantrymen, with maple leaf flags embroidered on their chests, all held their own FA assault rifles and carefully looked at the almost black defensive bunkers and hills in the rain curtain in front of them.
Although the mud under their feet made them Their lower bodies were covered with dark mud, but their faces also had expressions of eagerness to try.
The expected torrential rain had already completely obscured their progress and sound.
The heavy rain fell like a basin, and even the raincoats on their bodies could not cover them much.
As they arrived at their predetermined attack positions, these Canadian infantrymen who wanted to show their courage and combat prowess in front of friendly forces were completely wet, and they were almost the same with or without raincoats.
The Soviet soldiers who were gradually pressing up from behind were also in a similar situation.
They looked wet all over, but their faces all had a little solemnity.
Especially when they looked at the continuous mountainous areas, following the tops of the mountains that were blurred in the rain curtain, a certain kind of determination and fear also appeared in their eyes.
Because they already knew how many of their comrades and companions had been devoured by the seemingly ordinary mountainous area in front of them, and the several encirclement and suppression attacks they launched all ended with heavy casualties, including even a few middle- and high-level casualties. commander.
Despite the pouring rain, these Soviet soldiers still set up the heavy machine guns they brought with them.
They simply used engineering shovels to dig out a few temporary shooting fortifications in the soft soil.
The black muzzles of the guns were beaten by the raindrops. , and finally located on the surrounding hills and ridges.
The Soviet soldiers with assault rifles also carefully hid behind the reverse slope and did not follow directly behind the Canadians.
However, their caution was not noticed by the Canadian soldiers.
The three regiments of Canadian mountain infantry were also fully prepared for an attack.
They were carrying rifles and blasting tubes, and each had a light machine gun.
They seemed ready to attack at any time.
Attack forward.
And when they looked at the cautious appearance of the Soviet soldiers at the rear, there was a bit of contempt in their eyes, because such a dense heavy rain was the best cover for them, so why bother hiding behind the reverse slope of the mountain?
But the Soviet soldiers were still watching cautiously, and the Soviet commanders, looking at the eager expressions of the Canadians, had a hint of disdain on their lips.
If it were a real frontal battlefield, they could ensure that they could beat these Canadians to collapse with just one charge.
However, in this special environment, sometimes the appropriate use of friendly forces has to be said to be a default thing.
In fact, they did not tell all the information to their friendly forces.
Regarding the Soviet Union, one of the two poles in the world, if their own troops' offensive was frustrated, what obligation did they have to tell others?
Moreover, these Canadians were only insignificant allies of the Allies.
In fact The senior leaders of the Upper Soviet Union still have some mild hostility towards this country that follows the capitalist line and is not in the socialist camp.
If it were not for the United States Federation, the two sides might have declared hostility due to some other border conflict.
They even met each other at war.
Canadians are like babies who have not yet learned the hegemonic thinking of being at the two poles of the world.
In this Cold War game, they only get a little psychological comfort.
If a full-scale war really breaks out, maybe they will Really like a baby, without the slightest ability to resist.
Their unrealistic alliance is just a piece of paper filled with words in front of the real ruthless, ruthless and bottomless politicians.
This can be seen by looking at the radioactive wasteland of later generations.
The oil pipeline of the Anchorage Line of Defense passes through Canadian territory at will, and the U.S. federal government even dispatches troops to interfere in Canada's internal affairs.
As for China's steel torrent, it has long been on both sides.
In the all-out war that broke out, along the flat central plain, they didn't care about the eyes of Canadian citizens at all, and forcefully advanced into the mainland of the United States, turning the west coast into ruins.
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In the face of that horrific global nuclear war, Canada, which originally wanted to rise, was reduced to ruins in the face of those nuclear bombs that could not be distinguished, and had no ability to protect itself.
At least the U.S.
Federation still has shelters, and China still has underground cities.
Canada, which has no awareness of nuclear war yet, may end up with the total annihilation of humanity and become an amusement park for mutated creatures, or a desolate wilderness.
These are still unforeseeable for the Canadians.
Now they only know to follow the instructions of their superiors and let their allies behind them know as much as possible what the combat capabilities of their Canadians are.
Under the cover of this downpour, they also determined that as long as their speed was fast enough, by the time the Americans stationed in the bunker found out, they would already be less than ten meters in front of those Americans.
This distance is already worthy of a full-scale charge.
Even if they are facing heavy rain and mud under their feet, it only takes a few seconds to lean on the outside of the strong wall of the defensive bunker, throw in a few grenades, and be done.
It can completely paralyze this seemingly powerful fortification.
And if they are lucky enough and their movements are more agile, they can go around to the steel doors behind these bunkers, use blasting tubes to directly break open the doors and rush in, and the bunkers will have been captured by them.
It can be called a perfect plan, and the staff officers and commanders who formulated this mission plan have already watched the overwhelming troops slowly move, and they can't help but smile confidently at the corners of their mouths.
They often practice similar drills, and the three mountain infantry regiments under them have already been prepared.
With the huge rainstorm, they bent down and carefully stepped on the mud under their feet, and quickly took small steps up the hillside.
Step forward, but the frequency of steps is extremely fast.
The heavy rain has completely made the soil that was already soft due to the bombing become even more muddy and difficult to walk on.
Almost every time they lift their feet, their combat boots are wrapped in a thick layer of mud, which consumes a lot of their physical strength. .
However, the Canadian infantrymen, who were pressing forward from almost all three directions, did not care about all this.
Even when they encountered an area that was difficult to move, they fell to the ground without hesitation, covered with black mud. .
These black traces gave them good camouflage in the space covered by dark clouds.
Compared with the military green camouflage raincoat, this natural dark mud could reduce their chance of being discovered.
And they were also moving forward quickly and cautiously.
The sharp-eyed Canadian infantry had even seen the outline of the defensive bunker more than fifty meters away, and their faces were also filled with joy, because fifty meters away The Americans were not discovered by the distance, and their probability of success in the raid had increased a lot.
However, the leading Canadian infantryman frowned slightly.
He struggled to stand up again in the mud.
The pouring rain made him quite embarrassed in the mud.
He tripped over something just now, and he unexpectedly fell.
He was left lying on the ground, his body and face covered in smelly black mud.
And he wiped his face casually, using the heavy rain as if taking a bath to make his face smoother.
However, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the defensive bunker in front of him, and it seemed that with the sound of wind and rain, , there came some kind of radio command.
He was less than fifteen meters away from the defensive bunker at the top of the hillside.
He could clearly see the pouring rain curtain.
Under the dim clouds, it was so dark that he could not see any shooting inside.
Kong was still unusually calm.
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I can’t sleep for a few hours a night.
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I really don’t have much experience as a first-time father.
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