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Chapter 442: Don't let down the hero!

"Captain! Get out of the car! Hurry!"

The staff shouted outside, while Zhang Zhikai seized the last moment to edit the last paragraph of text in the electronic system of the command vehicle, clicked send, and then got off the vehicle.

This is already the third round of attack they have faced since the battle began.

There was little preparation in the first round and the losses were considerable, but at least the enemy was driven back under the cover of fire from the high ground;

The second round of attack took place that night. The greenskins chose to attack the high ground and the foot of the mountain at the same time, and also used several Skogo war beasts. But at this time, the human troops had already prepared their positions. With the efforts of the artillery support company and the anti-armor company, the Skogo beasts were eliminated, and the attack stopped. However, the loss of the 7th regiment It was equally disastrous, with more than half of the frontline troops suffering casualties.

Then, the greenskin attack finally stopped for a moment, giving them a full half-day of rest.

The third round of attack began at dawn on the third day they were stationed here.

But this time, the greenskins are obviously serious about it.

The Gaomenling position was covered by unprecedented artillery fire from the other side of the river. Countless rockets were fired, as if every inch of land on Gaomenling was taken care of several times. The troops on the mountain, under such heavy firepower, did not dare to show their heads to support the ground.

The ground troops led by Zhang Zhikai personally encountered a massed attack by the green-skinned orcs. Not only is there a Scrooge War Beast, but there are also over twenty murder jars.

This brought a huge test to the 7th Regiment's position.

And at this critical moment, there was a sudden burst of fire, and the murder tank exploded on its side.

The orc roared and turned the muzzle of the gun towards Zhang Zhikai, stretched out his hand and pulled the gun bolt, trying to fire another shot.

Zhang Zhikai also raised his pistol. The red laser beam fired three consecutive times from his gun.

Behind the guard, an orc was raising a crude, crude weapon with an exaggeratedly large muzzle, aiming it at the guard company soldier.

However, the second lieutenant platoon leader who came back also clearly reported the situation on the front line to Zhang Zhikai.

Of course he was happy to be saved, but at this moment he shouted to him with horror on his face: "Be careful!"

But he had to survive.

When he got out of the car, the staff officer who had called him before was already in pieces.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Zhang Zhikai shouted and continued to pull the trigger. Before the orc fired the next bullet, he hit three more laser shots.

At the critical moment, they really played a role and saved lives.

When a frontline infantry platoon came in for support, these enemies were finally wiped out.

What can you do with this little flashlight and a murder jar?

The big gun in his hand fired.

After enduring this amount of damage, the beast finally fell.

Zhang Zhikai panted, looked around, and called to several staff officers to join him in advancing instead of retreating.

But how could he outrun the orc mecha with two legs?

That is to say, the other party is trying to kill people with a chain saw and enjoy the pleasure of flying blood. Otherwise, if he just shoots him with a large-caliber minigun, his end will be exactly the same as that of his staff officer.

If the regiment command post represented by Zhang Zhikai is taken over, all the frontline teams will immediately become blind and deaf.

A murder canister and about twenty green men caused chaos in the regiment headquarters.

He sent two-thirds of the guards to Gaomen Ridge, and there was a guard lining up beside him.

He could only run.

One rocket went down and the car was destroyed.

After sending the last message reporting the situation at Gaomenling to the division headquarters, the major left the command vehicle.

However, even after taking three laser shots, the orc was still not dead.

A company has already been ordered to rush back.

I can't stand it anymore.

At the moment, Zhang Zhikai is faced with an extremely painful choice.

The upper body of the young soldier who had just saved Zhang Zhikai's life was instantly blown into pieces.

Its next target is the command vehicle in which Zhang Zhikai is riding.

He wanted to kill the enemy, but at this moment, he could only take out a laser pistol from his waist.

And the murder jar was also running towards him. The chain saw ax swung left and right as the murder can ran, and the harsh sound of the chain saw made people clearly think that if they were touched by this thing, the end would be disastrous.

Otherwise, the enemy would not be able to enter the headquarters.

They entered the front line outside the barracks and personally participated in the front line battle with the invading greenskins.

His personal combat quality was actually not too bad. He hit all three shots and opened three holes in the green-skinned orc.

Zhang Zhikai looked in the direction of the fire and saw a young alliance soldier putting down the rocket launcher and giving him a thumbs up with a dirty face.

The position was breached, so much so that Zhang Zhikai's regiment headquarters was directly attacked by the green-skinned orcs.

With so many people coming back, they should be able to eliminate the enemies that rush in. Although it will cause the troops in the front line to become more tense, the brains in the rear cannot be lost.

The power of a laser gun is stronger than that of a normal live ammunition weapon. When a finger-thick laser beam hits an enemy, it will not only cause such large penetrating damage, but also high heat will explode in the target's body in an instant. It looks like a hole from the front, but it looks like a big pit from the back.

He recognized who it was: a member of his guard company.

Zhang Zhikai was covered in cold sweat.

The situation on the high ground is completely unknown now. The enemy is still bombarding, and there has been no news from the defenders on Gaomen Ridge for a long time. Considering the worst-case scenario, it is not impossible for the entire army to be annihilated.

Not far away, the murder jar that the guard was talking about was already in sight. It was this orc armor that killed the staff officer.

The troops at the foot of the mountain were only about two-thirds of the entire regiment. Now, it's good to have one-third left.

Losing half of the personnel is not as simple as reducing the combat effectiveness by half. Most of the soldiers lost were combat companies operating on the front line, such as logistics troops, communications troops, air defense troops, artillery and other units. The casualty ratio was definitely much lower than that of front-line combat companies.

Such a large casualty ratio means that many companies on the front line may only have three or five squads left.

Although the logistics troops, the artillery troops who have lost their shells, and the air defense troops have all gone to the front line and replenished a lot of troops, there is definitely a gap between the combat effectiveness of these soldiers and the front-line combat infantry - the usual training subjects are different, including tactics. Cooperation is also different.

In this sense, Gaomenling has actually been lost.

His troops no longer have the ability to hold on.

The artillery support company is almost out of ammunition!

If there are no reinforcements and no supplies, even if we survive this wave of attacks, we will definitely not be able to withstand the next wave.

Thinking rationally, we should retreat.

The difference between retreating and not retreating is nothing more than whether the greenskins will directly take Gaomen Ridge next time they attack, or whether they will kill all the 7th regiment and then take Gaomen Ridge.

In fact, the greenskins seemed to be aware of the weakness of the 7th regiment.

The front attack was too fierce and the losses were not small. The greenskins did not continue to fight this wave and retreated for a while.

But this is obviously not a retreat, but an attempt to accumulate strength. The orc boss on the other side who was in charge of command was reorganizing his team. Instead of rushing and fighting randomly, he planned to assemble the team, focus on a point, and attack with all his strength.

How to do it?

Zhang Zhikai was extremely confused. He wanted to order a retreat several times, but on the one hand, he thought about the brothers on Gaomen Ridge. What if they were still alive?

On the other hand, I will also think about what the teacher said before:

"I only want Gaomenling!"

When he was most troubled, the communications soldier came over.

Zhang Zhikai's eyes lit up!

"Did the division headquarters reply?"

Is that good news?

Zhang Zhikai is full of expectations.

The message he sent just before the command vehicle was blown up was to explain the tragic situation of the 7th Regiment to the division headquarters and ask for support.

It would be good to transfer a new regiment, a battalion from a fraternal regiment, or even a company.

If that doesn't work, the aviation team can come over and give me one round of bombing, or the division's artillery battalion can turn around and help me bomb a few rounds, that's fine too.

Anyway, let's get something!

The communications soldier's face was a little ugly, but at this critical moment, he did not hesitate: "It is indeed a letter from the division headquarters... The division commander and division political commissar have both died, and now the chief of staff has taken over the overall command. He said that the entire division has , Now there is no soldier left to reinforce the 7th Regiment, the aviation team is exhausted, and the artillery battalion has been destroyed in the fire confrontation with the greenskins on the other side. The 7th Regiment can only rely on itself."

In one sentence, Zhang Zhikai seemed to see the tragic situation of the entire division.

It turned out that it was not just the 11th and 7th regiments that were defeated, but the entire 326th division.

Zhang Zhikai said with difficulty: "I understand."

"Captain...what should we do now?" someone asked.

Zhang Zhikai looked around and saw his partner, the regimental political commissar.

"Political Commissar Wang, what do you think?" he asked softly.

Political Commissar Wang's calf was injured, and a large piece of flesh was taken away by the flying shrapnel. He could only barely endure the pain and limped around.

Hearing the question, he did not hesitate, smiled and said: "You can take the people to withdraw, I will stay and break up the rear for you."

"Old Wang..."

"Don't look like this. Our mission has failed, but I'm not stupid. Don't you know that it's not your fault or everyone in our 7th regiment? We are all good people and heroes. We are all. It's reached this point, even if the entire regiment dies here it won't change the outcome, so we'd better withdraw and leave a seed for the regiment."

Zhang Zhikai gritted his teeth and made a decision.

withdraw!

In this case, don't hesitate.

He planned to let the signal troops send orders to each company.

The candidates for the post-break period also need to be carefully considered.

Just when he was about to give the order, the explosion sound coming from Gaomenling finally stopped.

Has the situation changed?

He paused the order.

Then, he received news from the sharp knife company responsible for the current detective work. The greenskins who were gathering strength and preparing to fight again retreated!

The situation must have changed!

Otherwise it wouldn't be possible!

"Send someone to Gaomenling immediately to see if our brothers are still there! Let's see if there is anything happening on the other side of the river!"

Zhang Zhikai immediately gave the order.

The scouts set off, but before they could send back the news, another good thing happened.

On the high ground, the radio from the 1st Battalion came over.

"Captain! We won!"

Zhang Zhikai is extremely excited!

The brothers of the 1st Battalion on the highlands were subjected to such high-intensity bombardment for a day, and there were still some people alive!

In addition, he was even more excited by the news from his comrades in the highlands.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Zhikai climbed up to Gaomenling himself.

This place is already a mess, with cannon pits everywhere, no vegetation, not even large rocks.

But he couldn't care less about that.

With binoculars in hand, he looked south.

In the wilderness, the greenskins are being torn to pieces by an Alliance army!

This alliance army came from the west side of the river, with armored troops as the vanguard, and what you can see in it are not just lions and lion kings, but also something bigger:

Titan!

Zhang Zhikai saw four Titans in Lingao through the telescope alone!

The War Dog-class Titan continuously fired rapid-fire grenades and rocket launchers, accurately spreading terrifying firepower to wherever fire support was needed.

Although its position is slightly behind the Lion King and the Lion, and it is determined to let cheaper tanks absorb the firepower of the greenskins, but in fact, when it needs to take action, it is absolutely unambiguous.

Zhang Zhikai saw with his own eyes that a huge skogo beast was still rampaging on the battlefield after being bombarded by several heavy artillery and rocket launchers, overturning two Lions. But a war dog took the opportunity to approach it, and the gravity fist it was equipped with suddenly hit the giant beast's head from the side.

The outer steel armor, the tough scales and skin, and the solid skull were all unable to withstand it. Under this heavy punch, the entire head was somewhat deformed.

Its body crookedly fell down, and at this time, Titan fired a few rounds of grenades into its relatively fragile belly, completely ending the life of this giant war beast.

Won!

A win indeed!

At this moment, Zhang Zhikai couldn't help but shed tears!

In his mind, one comrade after another passed through his mind.

The 7th Regiment, the 326th Division, and even all participating troops paid an unimaginable price in this arduous river bank blocking battle.

And these costs finally paid off.

"Comrades who sacrificed their lives, you can't see this scene, I'm here to see it for you!"

...

Purbov did not expect that the river bank blocking battle would be so brutal.

First, the scale of the greenskin gathering was beyond expectations. The number of enemies on the south bank of the river has exceeded two million, and they are attacking across the board.

He thought that the river bank would be lost and his plan would go awry.

And just when he was stepping up preparations for a general attack and preparing to launch plan B, he discovered that the river bank that had been bombarded and attacked from all fronts was still standing strong!

The three divisions of the 1th, 326th, and 376nd under the Alliance Army's 442st Army Group were almost completely destroyed, with more than casualties.

Including the losses of the defense forces, the total number is probably more than 250,000.

But they finally held on, and Purbov also vowed to never live up to the sacrifices of those heroes!

(End of this chapter)