Chapter 909 Bad things come in pairs
The reason why they were moving in succession was mainly because their schedules were not unified and they could not contact each unit at any time.

Fortunately, the time difference is not too big. If you look at the battlefield that stretches for more than ten kilometers, it does look quite impressive.

At this time, the enemy was very clear not only in the eyes of our front-line scouts, but also in the eyes of the Tu-4T in the air. In fact, because of the existence of thermal imaging channels in the air, the enemy was even clearer. In the cold weather of November, a person would really glow.

The enemy's artillery fire had become sparse and gradually ceased. The reaction of the artillery position detection radar was much faster than that of the Tu-4T, which rushed to the sky over the battlefield in order not to alert the enemy. Its positioning was also more accurate. Even with the help of a laser rangefinder, the Tu-4T was not as accurate in locating enemy artillery positions as the artillery position detection radar because it was in high-speed motion.

But the Tu-4T is not tired when facing enemies crawling on the ground like ants.

The front command and the joint land and air command quickly received his information.

"The enemy has launched an attack on our frontier positions from multiple directions. They are currently located in multiple areas such as XXXX... and their speed does not exceed 5 kilometers per hour."

Combining intelligence from frontline scouts and aerial reconnaissance, commanders at the headquarters quickly marked the enemy's position on the sand table.

"Well, it's almost time. Order the comrades on standby on the reverse slope to take up position!"

After the commander of the front command issued the order, he turned around and said: "Order the three rocket artillery battalions and the 3 guns of each battalion to launch artillery strikes on the marked enemy attack routes. And ask the comrades of the Air Force to carry out long-range air strikes on the shallow depth areas where the enemy launched the attack, and kill the enemy reserve forces that have already assembled there!"

Our comrades also gained experience in the use of new weapons, summarized tactics, and deployed firepower in a clear and layered manner during the first phase of the battle.

If you look from the air at this time, you will see countless figures on both the north and south sides of the battlefield marching towards our front-line positions, but those on the north are close and very powerful, while those on the south are far away and are timid.

"What? Part of our artillery unit was wiped out by Mr. Dong? Impossible, they didn't fire a single shot! How long has the fighting started? They can't have discovered our artillery deployment." At this time, in the headquarters in the enemy's deep area, the enemy's highest commander had a look of disbelief on his face.

My artillery brigade is so large, but one regiment had already been destroyed before the encounter, and now parts of the remaining two regiments are also gone?
In fact, this was false information. The real information was that the remaining two artillery regiments were almost completely gone.

But information has a lag, and what he has received now is only a part of it.

"Yes, Commander, that's the news coming from some artillery positions, but not much," his staff officer replied.

"Ah, that's good. The rest should be fine. No news is good news." The commander maintained Asan's usual super optimistic attitude.

However, he did not consider a possibility: the lack of news might be because the news could not be spread?

"Has the attack been launched across the board?"

"Yes, it went smoothly. The East University army must have suffered heavy losses under our artillery fire. There was no counterattack during the attack. Now the vanguard is close to the East University army within a few hundred meters."

Along the entire front line, the enemy mobilized nearly 8 battalions, a total of nearly 4000 people to attack us.

At this point, all of our soldiers have already entered their defensive positions, rifles in hand, calmly watching the enemy advance stealthily. It's not time yet, so there's no rush.

The battlefield at this moment even felt a bit silent, with only the rustling sound of sand and stones as Zang San moved forward.

A dirty trickster was holding a gun and walking in front of the team on tiptoe. He knew very well that this was a tough job and there was a high chance that he would lose his life, so he was extremely nervous and looked in the direction of our army on the hillside ahead.

“Woo~~~~~” “Woo~~~~~” “Woo~~~~~”

Suddenly, countless shrill voices came from far away and seemed to explode right next to his ears.

"Cannonball!"

"Lie down!"

"Get down!"

Countless chaotic shouts rang out among Zang San's attacking team. They no longer cared about attacking and hurriedly lay on the ground, waiting for the arrival of judgment in fear.

Our comrades on the battlefield watched as countless fireworks exploded and blood and fire raged in the enemy area below.

The enemy was numerous and scattered along several routes of more than ten kilometers, but we also had a lot of artillery, including 3 guns from three rocket artillery battalions and 54 mortars from five regiments.

Thanks to the rocket launcher's range of more than 10 kilometers, which can cover the entire front of the battlefield very well, and the large number of 82 mortars deployed close to the reverse slope, our firepower distribution is very relaxed.

Almost all of the enemy's offensive routes were warmly received by our artillery comrades because they were so clearly visible.

I'll see you, I'll come, I'll blow you to death!

In an instant, the enemy was covered in blood and suffered heavy losses.

If the impact fuse gives enemies within the killing range a glimmer of hope, then the air-blast fuse will make it so that enemies covered below have nowhere to hide, and they will be knocked down in large numbers like a torn sack.

The dirty three were not stupid, and the attack formation was not dense, but our shells did not distinguish whether your brain worked well or not, the steel balls and shrapnel shock waves were equal. The enemy did not even see our faces, and almost did not fire a single shot, but had already lost about half of our men on the way to the charge. There was no way, the aim was too accurate.

At this time, those who were originally walking in the front with trepidation became the lucky ones.

When reconnaissance forces determine coordinates, they will definitely point to the places with the most people, and will not pay much attention to places with fewer people.

Where are the fewest people? There are the fewest people at the front.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

In Zang San's various teams, the enemies were so terrified and demoralized by the artillery fire that they didn't even care about the wounded, let alone the corpses. Most of them were so scared that they turned around and ran away.

The artillery fire of the Dongda people is so accurate!
Citigroup guy: You just found out about this?

So our soldiers held their guns on the position, watching in amazement as the enemy rushed more than half the distance, then turned around and ran away amid a burst of fireworks, swarming towards the starting point.

Except for a few positions where the enemy luckily suffered little loss and stubbornly rushed forward only to be beaten back in disgrace by our soldiers' gunfire, on the vast battle front of more than ten kilometers, neither side fired a single shot and just watched the enemy retreat like a tide, leaving behind a field of dead and wounded under our two rounds of artillery fire.

"What? The enemy retreated?"

"Yes, they suffered heavy damage after our artillery fire. They dared not fight and retreated along the original route." The reconnaissance force in the front reported.

"Damn it, can't these bastards be a little tougher?" the commander of the forward command complained. This battle was so fucking boring.

"Forget it, forget it. This is all they can do. Aren't they on their way back? Ask our artillery to collect some more interest." Another commander laughed.

In a moment, all our artillery positions received an order.

"Extend 300 meters to the south, and fire one more round of rockets and three more rounds of mortars."

Rocket shells are expensive, so use them sparingly. The enemy's formation is scattered when they flee, so just fire a few at a time. There's not much point in firing too many.

Then our soldiers watched another good show in the position. Another group of shells hit the direction of the enemy's escape. The enemy didn't even have the mood to cry for his parents. He just held his head and hid in the artillery fire.

A soldier put down the 61mm disposable scope in his hand and licked his lips contentedly: "It's fun to watch! But I didn't enjoy fighting. This battle is getting more and more confusing."

Other comrades looked at the disposable scope in his hand with envy, and they must get one next time!
The soldiers were satisfied with the show, but in a shallow depth that the soldiers could not see, a grand drama was also taking place.

This drama was actually similar to the bombing of the enemy's artillery positions. All the enemy's reserve assembly areas were greeted by long-range dispensers from afar.

The situation was much the same, a carnival of blood and fire.

If there is any difference, it is that the troops in the assembly area have a characteristic - the formation is extremely dense!

They are almost all gathered in groups, and most of them are in a small flat terrain. After all, I have never heard of any reserve troops searching for teams all over the mountains when they need to attack. That would be a waste of time.

This is too friendly to the air-blasting pineapple steel ball killing bomb.

Why are you so polite? Then I won’t be polite!
This meant that any enemy reserve forces discovered by our aerial reconnaissance forces suffered even heavier losses than the enemy attacking in the mountains and valleys.

The dirty blood that flowed out from the gathered corpses gathered into gurgling pools of blood, and in the November weather, it quickly froze into a mass, causing considerable trouble for our soldiers who later cleaned up the battlefield, mainly because it was not easy to separate.

The battle had been going on for dozens of minutes, and there had been surprisingly little actual gunfire, but the enemy's losses had been surprisingly heavy.

In the enemy's headquarters, the Lieutenant General Commander finally received bad news from all over.

"Our remaining two artillery regiments were completely wiped out?" As he said this, his whole body was shaking.

Although he had never fought a war, he still understood one thing: modern warfare is like firecrackers...

The annihilation of the remaining two artillery regiments almost doomed his attack to complete failure. What he had to consider now was how many of them could still escape.

His men's answer was quite darkly humorous: "No, we still have a few 51mm mortars left. These guns are light and can travel faster."

This made him want to shoot the subordinate in front of him.

At this time, another even worse news came.

"Commander, it's bad. Our attacking force has suffered heavy losses. Including the reserve force, there are 4000 people in total, and the casualty rate is over 65%!"

(End of this chapter)