Chapter 325: Great Victory at Songlinyu!
It was an hour later when Dillon finally stood on the high ground on the south side of Songlinyu.
He smoked a whole cigarette but still couldn't figure out how the New Alliance, with less than 200 people, could hold out for a full hour under the siege of two thousand-man teams.
What made him even more unbelievable was that they didn't capture a single prisoner.
The resistance of the New Alliance soldiers was extremely tenacious. Many times, their people had already rushed into the trenches, but were repelled by the enemy's last-ditch firepower.
Those soldiers seemed to have endless strength and courage. When they ran out of bullets, they fought with bayonets, rifle butts, engineer shovels, and even stones picked up at random.
To kill a soldier of the New Alliance, they often had to pay the price of five or even more casualties.
And this was when the enemy was almost out of ammunition and food.
As for prisoners, it was even more impossible.
Those indomitable warriors would always keep the last grenade for themselves and burn the last second of their lives with a charge - even if they could obviously throw it out.
Even from the enemy's perspective, Dillon had to admit that those people were a group of respectable opponents. .
"A total of 500... I mean 270 bodies were found." Looking at the silent commander, the burly Xiong Ya bent over and said nervously.
It's not that he didn't think about exaggerating this number. In fact, this is also an old tradition in the tribe. However, Dillon asked him to drag out every body and put it on the open ground, which made him passive.
Dillon didn't say anything, just took out the matchbox and lit the second cigarette silently.
Tumen, who was standing aside, didn't dare to say a word. He consciously counted his own casualties. When crossing the trench, he found a centurion and asked him to take a few brothers to search the trench to see if there were any explosives or mines left.
They had suffered a loss before, and they were really scared by the coquettish operations of the group of blue rats.
If the artillery fire comes later, and we hide in the anti-artillery cave and find that there are explosives inside, we will be finished...
It took some time to count the casualties.
After returning to Dillon's side, Tumen subconsciously saluted the army and reported with a heavy expression.
"... There are 7 anti-aircraft trucks left."
Dillon did not look at him and continued.
"What about the casualties?"
"2410 casualties... 3122 can still move."
Hearing this number, Dillon's heart sank.
Only more than 3,000 people are left...
The casualties are almost half!
The losses of this battle far exceeded his expectations.
If it was an hour ago, Dillon would not hesitate to let the troops rest for a while, and then immediately set off for Qingshi County, and quickly wipe out the artillery positions of the New Alliance, take the railway, and go straight to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
But now...
Facing the messy battlefield in front of him, he couldn't be as optimistic as before.
The enemy only suffered less than 300 casualties to block the attack of their armored formation and five thousand-man teams...
How much will they have to pay for Qingshi County behind?
Dillon's face was solemn.
Fighting, there is only a 30% chance of winning.
Not fighting, can preserve strength, but he will definitely die.
Before the plan started, he promised Jin Ya that he could take down Dawn City at the cost of at most ten tanks.
But now...
Don't even mention Dawn City.
They didn't even see the shadow of Qingshi County.
"We can't explain to the leader..." Standing next to Dillon, Xiong Ya whispered, "He will be furious and send us to feed the hyenas."
Dillon glanced at him.
"It's good that you know."
Xiong Ya said tremblingly.
"Then, what should we do?"
Dillon said decisively.
"Keep going south."
Xiong Ya looked at him in surprise and exclaimed.
"Are you crazy?! Keep going south?! We left more than 800 bodies on this high ground alone. What can we use to fight Qingshi County!"
"With our lives."
Dillon stared at him and continued word by word.
"If you want to survive, this is the only way. Or you can go back alone and tell Jin Ya everything about the situation here."
Hearing this, Xiong Ya immediately shut up, but he was complaining in his heart.
If I had known earlier, I would not have boasted that Haibao.
Conquer Qingshi County in ten days?
Now he just wants to stay away from those evil ghosts.
Looking at Xiong Ya, whose expression was like constipation, Dillon paused and continued.
"In fact, if we think optimistically, we still have a chance of winning."
"Those fifty planes should be their last possessions... We suffered heavy losses, and so did they. Use your brain to think carefully. If they had enough manpower, why would they only put three hundred people on this high ground?"
"This..." Xiong Ya was stunned.
He had never thought about this question.
"Recover the ammunition, we will set off in half an hour."
Dillon took a last glance at this well-developed and simple-minded guy, shook his head, and walked towards the logistics team that was counting the spoils without saying anything.
Although the soldiers of the New Alliance tried to destroy the remaining supplies before the defense line collapsed, they still captured some of them.
These included twelve mortars and dozens of shells, as well as dozens of 20mm large-caliber anti-armor rifles and rocket launchers similar to "Iron Fist".
The reserve troops on the northern high ground have all been transferred to the southern high ground, and he plans to set off immediately after counting the spoils.
However, at this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the position.
Startled by the sound, he jumped into the trench nearby as a reflex, even though he was dozens of meters away.
"What happened?!"
The explosion seemed to be just a preview of the crisis.
However, before he could react, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air from the sky, flashes of fire and explosions occurred one after another on the battlefield.
The looters who were counting the spoils were caught off guard by the explosion, and the flying fragments killed a group of people on the spot. The rest of the people desperately rolled into the trench to escape.
The truck parked next to the trench was not so lucky. The shells dropped from the sky and ran straight over. Two of them hit the quadruple 12mm machine gun in the compartment, and one hit the cockpit. The crew and gunner were taken away instantly.
Artillery? !
No——
This power is still somewhat comparable to that of artillery
Dillon was startled and looked up suddenly. He could vaguely see a hovering cross under the low and dense dark clouds.
The shells were fired from there!
"Damn... How come the New Alliance still has planes?!"
"Haven't they shot all the sparrows?"
"And what's up with that plane? Why can it fly sideways and fire at the same time?!"
The marauders who jumped into the same trench with him also obviously noticed the situation above their heads and crowded towards the edge of the trench in fear.
The plane hovering above their heads made them feel quite insecure.
Especially the tracers falling from the sky.
There was almost no blind spot on the entire position except for the fully enclosed anti-artillery cave!
With cold sweat on his forehead, Dillon made a quick decision and grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted.
"Evacuate the vehicles!"
"The anti-aircraft formation fires into the air!"
The trucks carrying supplies scattered to avoid the attack, and the anti-aircraft trucks that were caught off guard finally came to their senses, turned their guns and started firing back.
However, due to the lack of early warning radar, the previous round of sneak attacks directly took away three anti-aircraft vehicles, resulting in only four anti-aircraft vehicles left in the Ya clan.
And at least half of them were 7mm caliber quadruple small water pipes.
7mm bullets fired into the air, relying on the firing rate and firepower density to intercept small planes diving into the near sky, but once the shooting distance exceeds one kilometer, the bullets float like Brownian motion.
Not to mention that they can't hit, even if they hit, there is no deterrent effect.
Unless someone's luck explodes and breaks the propeller.
Facing an aircraft hovering at an altitude of thousands of meters, only a 12mm medium-caliber machine gun can barely play a role.
However, their number was too small, and they had no time to play a role. They were called out one by one by the gunboat hovering in the sky, and several armor-piercing incendiary bombs smashed their weapons and cockpits.
Dillon raised his telescope and looked up at the sky.
He saw a "door" of medium size opened on the side of the plane, and two black gun barrels extended from the side of the cabin.
Seeing this scene, he was dumbfounded on the spot.
Mounting the gun on the side of the plane?
Can you still play like this? !
…
"Bang bang bang--!"
The hot shells were thrown out of the cabin, and with several short gunshots, the quadruple anti-aircraft vehicle that was fleeing in reverse was penetrated by the armor-piercing incendiary bombs that fell from the sky, and soon there was a flame of self-detonation.
Probably hit by the ammunition box.
There was a crackling sound of fire around the anti-aircraft truck, like a firecracker. The nearby marauders rolled into the trenches and fled madly towards the anti-gun holes.
"Beautiful——!"
Looking down at the marauders who were running away through the optical sight, [Ice and Fire] sitting on the gun position excitedly waved his fist.
The power of the double-mounted 37mm ground-to-ground aircraft cannon is not exaggerated!
Although the firepower density is not as good as the quadruple-mounted 20mm cannon, the killing and armor-piercing capabilities are more than a little bit stronger.
Let alone a few anti-aircraft trucks.
Even if it is Sherman, he has the confidence to hit it!
With the scrapping of the last anti-aircraft vehicle, the front-line troops of the Ya clan completely lost all their air defense capabilities.
Without the protection of armored units and anti-aircraft weapons, the remaining nearly 3,000 infantrymen are just fish on the chopping board.
There is no trench on the high ground on the south side that can accommodate 3,000 people. The Death Corps has a total of 300 people, and the fortifications dug can only accommodate 1,000 people at most.
The only thirty anti-gun holes were quickly filled.
The remaining marauders either fled to the pine forest on the north slope or could only lie in trenches or pray under armor.
Looking at the densely packed heads, Bing and Huozi smiled cruelly, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and swept out the last half of the magazine of armor-piercing incendiary bullets.
With a few consecutive bangs, the shells fell from the sky with orange-yellow flames, hitting the ground and splashing dust.
The running marauders soon fell down like wheat being cut.
Brother Ce Suo, who was standing aside, felt itchy when he heard the gunshots and couldn't help but say something.
"Get up, get up, let me play for a while."
Brother Huozi, who was shooting happily, was of course unwilling to give up his position. Half of his face was almost stuck to the optical sight, and he said without turning his head.
"What's the point of your strength? Can you shoot accurately at such a high altitude? Stop talking and change the bullets! Give me some high explosives!"
"MMP, you're ordering food!"
Although he cursed, Brother Ce Suo still did it.
After all, he was the weapon tester he hired.
After all, the battlefield performance of the new equipment determines the benefits of the test mission and the orders for new equipment.
In the case of unstable air flow at high altitude and no fire control system, being able to use 120 armor-piercing incendiary bombs to shoot down seven anti-aircraft vehicles on the opposite side is already a pretty good record.
After quickly replacing the ammunition for the double-mounted 37mm ground-to-ground aircraft cannon, Brother Ce Suo walked to the nose of the plane, patted the door of the cockpit, and shouted.
"Brother Mantou, the anti-aircraft firepower is done, move down a little more."
The pig-headed man sitting in the cabin said dissatisfiedly.
"My ID is Anti-Man is unprofessional. You can call me Anti-Man or unprofessional. What the hell is calling me Mantou?!"
"Okay, Brother Mantou."
"%￥#@!"
The plane began to descend from one kilometer to five or six hundred meters above the ground. The left gun position was facing the ground and continued to circle counterclockwise.
It was almost no difficulty to fire at this distance.
Brother Huozi, who was sitting on the gun position, was already familiar with the trajectory and directly turned on the burst mode, firing wherever there were many people.
The firepower poured down from top to bottom, leaving almost no dead angle to avoid.
Fan Man adjusted the angle of the joystick unprofessionally, bent down with a sound of "hey", picked up a steel bar picked up from the vicinity of the airport, fixed the joystick firmly, and then leaned back in the seat to start watching the show.
In the setting, the small drone of the New Alliance can provide players in a specific battlefield with a fixed perspective that can be scaled and cannot be dragged.
It is said that an old player has seen the drone, which is a small metal sphere, but he has never seen it once and only regarded it as a setting in the background board.
A series of orange-yellow bullets fell from the sky, and a series of dense dust and fire exploded on the ground, and blood and flesh flew around the impact point.
Holding VM to watch the show, Brother Mantou felt envious.
"Oh my god... this high-explosive bomb is so cool."
The AA players on the opposite side all fell to the street. If there is no KD of 200/0 in this game, it can only be said that they are a rookie.
KD of 300 is barely passable. After all, there is only so much ammunition. When those fleeing soldiers rush into the pine forest below the slope, it will not be so easy to collect heads.
After emptying more than a dozen magazines in a row, Brother Huozi said with unsatisfied feeling.
"37mm is still too small. If you can get a 105mm artillery to install it, I will directly tear up their forest!"
Hearing this picky speech, Brother Ce Suo couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"You are dreaming."
It's not that easy!
The large-caliber artillery currently used by the New Alliance is mainly 100mm artillery that was captured and imitated.
Whether it is to install the 100mm artillery on the aircraft with reduced recoil and chamber pressure, or to design a special large-caliber aircraft cannon for the aircraft, it takes time.
Moreover, weapons are determined by battlefield needs and actual conditions.
Without a reliable fire control system and aircraft to ensure that the shells can hit wherever they are pointed, large-caliber aircraft cannons with excessive charge are far less effective than small-caliber aircraft cannons with sufficient power.
The latter can not only carry more ammunition, but the most important thing is that if one shot misses, it can fire a whole volley, and use tracer bullets to correct the trajectory while firing, and eliminate soft targets behind the bunkers at a fixed point.
As for the destruction of fixed fortifications, it is enough to leave it to the small mosquitoes produced by the neighboring factory for dive bombing, which is both economical and affordable.
When the New Alliance has money, their factory's H-1 general-purpose aircraft only needs to be slightly modified and directly converted into a horizontal bomber for carpet bombing.
Isn't that much better than a large-caliber aircraft cannon?
"How many rounds do we have left?"
"I brought 1,200 rounds of spare ammunition, just go for it." Brother Ce Suo, who was loading nearby, replied casually.
Hearing this, Brother Huozi was immediately shocked.
"Fuck?! So many?!"
With a smile, Brother Ce Suo glanced at the rows of aluminum alloy ammunition racks next to him, and his eyebrows raised proudly.
"What else?"
"Do you think our maximum load of over ten tons is exaggerated?"
...
Just as the H-1 aerial gunship fired crazily and harvested the predators fleeing from the southern highlands, Chu Guang, wearing power armor, had already arrived at the edge of the battlefield with nearly a thousand players.
The entire combat plan is divided into three phases.
The first phase is for the aviation formation of the Goblin Corps to attack the tanks and anti-aircraft trucks behind the front line of the Ya Clan while the artificial rainfall stops.
It would be best if all the tanks could be completely destroyed, but it doesn't matter if they can't be destroyed. As long as the remaining tanks are forced into the woods, it will be considered completed if more than half of the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower can be weakened.
In the second stage, the intelligence players of the Death Corps will control the drone group carrying IEDs to launch a surprise attack on the tank troops at a very close distance.
Since the armor of the six-rotor drone is extremely fragile, it can be easily shot down even by rifles. Therefore, this stage requires the enemy armored units to be close enough, the surrounding infantry to suffer heavy casualties, and to be out of the protection of the high-density firepower network...
As for the third stage, which is the counterattack stage, as expected, the enemy has taken the high ground. At this time, they will face two choices, either continue to move south and enter Qingshi County in one go, or widen the fortifications while resting and moving forward steadily.
No matter which one they choose, the aerial gunboats produced by Factory 81 will fly over their heads as scheduled. Faced with the shells falling from the sky, the looters on the high ground will be instantly divided into two groups, one group hides in a limited number of fortifications, and the other group flees down the hillside.
Or lie down and wait for death.
At this point, the battle is no longer suspenseful.
In fact, according to the battle plan formulated by the headquarters, after the second phase of the operation, the defenders on the high ground can give up their positions.
Unless there are still tanks that have not been blown up and they need to rush up to cut off the shoes.
If it is a corps composed of ordinary people, Chu Guang will not hesitate to give a death order and let all the soldiers on the high ground retreat.
But since they are players, Chu Guang considers the gameplay and finally gives the death corps two choices.
Return to the rear to rest, or stay and challenge.
What if?
What if the marginal brother takes more than a hundred remnants and wipes out thousands of people on the opposite side?
Although the possibility of this happening is very small, it is not completely impossible, otherwise where did the epic victory recorded in history books come from?
Even if it fails, it is not a loss.
Every death will make those unkillable players stronger.
Chu Guang overlooked the entire battlefield through the hummingbird drone deployed above the battlefield.
He only saw a corner of the high ground on the south side.
Incomplete bodies were lying on the ground.
Even if the predators stripped off their helmets, gas masks, VMs, and even clothes, Chu Guang could still recognize their identities.
"The Alliance will remember your sacrifice."
'--I will ask Xiaoqi to upload the edited battle video to the official website later. '
After a second of silence for the little players who could not log in to the game for three days and could only post spam on the forum, Chu Guang slowly raised the war hammer in his hand and swung it forward.
The sound amplified by the loudspeaker resounded at the edge of the woods.
"All troops--"
"Forward!"
Twelve 100mm shells fell on the high ground, towering smoke columns rose from the ground, and hot air waves boiled on the battlefield.
At the same time, the charge sounded.
Dozens of large and small corps launched together. The players who could not wait any longer launched a thousand-man charge towards the high ground ahead with deafening shouts of killing.
The first to rush to the high ground was still the Skeleton Corps that followed the "mobile warfare doctrine". The original only one armored truck in the whole regiment has now become six.
In addition to two armored trucks carrying quadruple 20mm machine guns, there are two carrying the latest product of Factory 81 - 88mm low-pressure smoothbore guns.
Although the production line of the gun barrel was modified from the production line of the 88mm mortar barrel, the former and the latter are completely different things.
As for the remaining two trucks, they are armored troop carriers with a 10mm heavy machine gun welded on the roof. Each vehicle has a rated capacity of 12 people.
But in fact, it is no problem to squeeze 20 people in.
"Don't worry about the infantry hiding in the trenches! Our target is the people fleeing north!"
"Brothers of the Skeleton Corps, hold on tight, drivers, press the accelerator to the bottom, armored units, don't stop, keep going!"
"Let's drive directly to the high ground in the north to collect heads!"
Sitting in the co-pilot seat of the armored troop carrier, Mole, wearing a headset, turned on the all-comers voice and shouted excitedly.
After the Skeleton Corps rushed to the high ground, they immediately started the racing mode, not caring about the looters lying in the trenches.
The heavy machine guns on the troop carrier kept firing, and under the cover of fire suppression, six armored trucks broke through the high ground in less than two minutes.
In the pine forest below the high ground, there was a path cleared by artillery fire, which was also the main route for the Ya Clan tank troops to advance before.
One by one, scrapped tanks and anti-aircraft vehicles were stranded on the roadside, or leaning against the pine forest on the roadside. Mole, sitting in the co-pilot seat, felt a pang of pain when he looked at the pile of scrap metal outside the window.
"...It's such a pity that they all exploded."
If only we could get one!
Just as the Skeleton Corps rushed over the high ground, the Jungle Corps, Storm Corps and other players also rushed up the high ground one after another.
It took less than an hour to capture the high ground on the south side. These predators had no time to dig trenches facing the south, and they never thought that the blue gophers would dare to leave the fortifications of Qingshi County and take the initiative to attack them.
Especially with the continuous suppression of the aerial gunboats and 100mm artillery, the predators who were stunned by the bombing did not even realize that the troops of the New Alliance had rushed up.
And when they finally realized it, the fast-running players had almost rushed to the edge of the trench.
The bloody trench fight kicked off.
There were only a thousand predators left in the trench.
Faced with the same number of players with superior physical strength and equipment, these villains who had just experienced a bloody battle were almost pressed into the trenches and rubbed repeatedly.
Faced with the powerful firepower advantage of the LD-47 assault rifle, the predators, only half of whom were equipped with submachine guns and automatic rifles, were quickly forced into the few anti-artillery holes.
At this time, the flamethrower prepared for resisting the tide came in handy again...
"Don't go into the hole! Let me do it!"
Carrying a 100-kilogram fuel tank and wearing a green-painted KV-1 exoskeleton, the [Piltover Paratrooper] ran over happily.
Smiling at the good brothers of the jungle corps next to him, this guy swaggered to the entrance of the anti-artillery hole, picked up the pipe and prepared to start working.
"People inside, surrender?" Holding a large-caliber shotgun in his hand, the property owner shouted at the hole below the trench.
No response.
The property manager stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand.
Although prisoners get points, time is also precious. It is best to surrender, but if you don't want to surrender, don't waste everyone's time.
The teammate carrying the flamethrower pulled the trigger without saying a word, and a thick and long fire snake sprayed out from the nozzle and quickly rushed into the cave.
"Ahhh!"
The screams in the anti-artillery cave came one after another.
There was no sound in just a few seconds.
Looking at the stickman running out of the cave, the [Model Worker] standing aside suddenly remembered something and spoke.
"Wait, what you just shouted seemed to be Mandarin."
Midnight Killer was stunned for a moment, and then realized that those NPCs couldn't understand.
"Oh, right... why didn't you say it earlier."
"Who cares, it's his fault for not understanding, next cave." The Piltover paratrooper who just wanted to have fun smiled and walked towards the anti-artillery cave next to him with the flame-emitting nozzle.
The entire position was filled with the stench of barbecue, and there were corpses everywhere.
When Chu Guang, wearing a power armor, stepped onto the high ground, the battle in Songlinyu was basically over. Only the Skeleton Corps, which had penetrated the high ground on the north side, could still hear sporadic gunfire.
Faced with the situation of being attacked from both sides and the continuous casualties, the predators who fled to the pine forest dropped their weapons and surrendered.
In fact, even if they did not surrender, the few people left could not withstand a few rounds of machine gun fire.
The armored trucks of the Skeleton Corps had cut off their retreat and were waiting for them in front with quadruple anti-aircraft guns flat.
Anyone who came out of the woods with weapons in their hands was fired at with a volley of high-explosive bombs until they completely gave up resistance.
The H-1 air gunship, which had run out of ammunition, began to return.
The various corps that completed the occupation mission also began to count their casualties and prisoners one after another.
In just ten minutes, the New Alliance recaptured the high ground on the south side of Songlinyu and almost wiped out the looters occupying the area.
After this battle, the Ya Clan had completely lost all the cards to continue to fight against the New Alliance.
This battle was a great victory!