Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

Less than two days into the tunnel, new developments occurred.

Belik told Xu Bin by radio that a friendly force would arrive here early the next morning and try to recapture Hills 202 and 257 and exchange guards with the personnel in the tunnel.

Xu Bin was puzzled by this - wasn't Akstan short of troops? Why did they send precious combatants here?

The captain didn't know the reason either, he just told Xu Bin: This team received a death order from the General Staff to recapture the two heights at all costs. The 55th Division in charge of this defense zone had no right to stop it.

Good man...the master of micro-manipulation comes here to cause trouble, right?

Xu Bin couldn't help but feel overwhelmed:

At present, the enemy seems to have successfully occupied the two high grounds 202 and 257, but the control was actually "given" to the other side by themselves, with the purpose of luring more enemies into the trap.

But now, friendly troops suddenly rushed out, saying that they would "save" themselves and the people of the 3rd Company under the artillery fire.

——Please, who wants you to save me?

Two guard companies, without heavy equipment. By the time they storm back, half of them will be dead, right? Who will save whom then?

"We can't let our friendly forces come up and give themselves up," Belik said solemnly on the communicator. "Look, should we...?"

"Well, it's time to launch a counterattack in advance!" Xu Bin also gave his opinion.

Of course, it was in code.

...................

Boom, boom, boom

It was still a cold night. The militia's mortars were firing intermittently towards the north. They had been firing from 22 p.m. to 3 a.m.

However, the enemies stationed on the two heights did not take it seriously - the frequency of the artillery fire was not high, and the other side probably just wanted to disturb their sleep.

So they just turned over in the bomb shelter and continued to sleep.

Even the sentry at the top of the mountain didn't notice at this moment: the people in the tunnel had secretly opened a backup exit and got out under the cover of the artillery fire...

“There’s something wrong with the people of Akstan”

On the top of the mountain, a new soldier complained to the old soldier:

"Every time I was about to fall asleep, they would fire two rounds here... This kind of unrhythmic bombardment was the most disgusting! It made it impossible for me to even take a nap."

"Haha, it's sentry time now, you shouldn't be taking a nap!" The old soldier laughed, "Boy, you haven't been to the Far East during the war, right?"

"No, I've only been to the European continent. What's wrong?"

"If you've been there, you'll be so alert by the sound of the cannons that you won't dare sleep all night..."

The old soldier's speech slowed down as he recalled something terrible:

"The Dragon Country's informationized artillery... is the most dangerous enemy I have ever seen. They are ten thousand times more terrifying than a tank torrent! Hiss... It's like a nightmare. No matter where you go, they can find you."

"Is it that exaggerated? Although I joined the army late, I was bombed in Europe. The bombardment seems to be just a small thing."

"The artillery of the European continent is no match for that of the Dragon Kingdom. I was--!"

At this point, the veteran suddenly stopped...

——Why can’t I make any sound from my throat?

My throat felt hot, as if some liquid was flowing down...and my vision became blurry.

He opened his eyes wide with difficulty and looked forward, only to find that the recruit opposite him was also looking at him with horror - behind him, a girl covered his mouth and stabbed it with a dagger!

thump-

The two men fell to the ground at the same time, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Commander, the last group of sentries has been eliminated," Thompson pressed the communicator on his shoulder and whispered.

As she finished her words, several figures emerged from the shadows on the hillside.

One, two, three... they gradually became more and more like ghosts, forming several combat teams, setting up guns on the ridgeline and waiting for the order to fire.

"Keep calm, don't rush..." Xu Bin also climbed up and whispered to the humanoids:

"Hide your body and don't expose yourself. The friendly forces haven't finished finding all the sentries yet. We have to..."

“Bang, bang, da-da-da-da!”

Gunshots suddenly rang out on the western high ground, making Xu Bin, who hadn't even finished speaking, very embarrassed.

"What are we going to do?" MP7 asked with a smirk.

"To...fire freely, fight, fight, fight!"

He waved his hand and gave the order with a dark look on his face, then Xu Bin retracted his head.

Soon, the humanoids began to vent their firepower...

Bullets flew densely towards the enemy's sleeping foxholes, splashing countless dust. A soldier who had just woken up from his sleep had half of his head shot off before he could get up from the ground.

Then came the fragmentation grenades, which rolled down the hillside one by one...

Since most of the enemy's fortifications were built on gently sloping terrain, they were completely unable to defend against the falling projectiles. Soon, their screams resounded through the sky.

Xu Bin did not participate in the firefight, but carefully stuck his head out to observe the enemy's movements.

After thinking for a while, he shouted to the people around him: "Do you have any more Molotov cocktails? Throw them at the enemy's face!"

"Great!"

Suomi, who was standing by, suddenly got excited for some reason, and with a strange cry, he lit a bottle of Molotov and threw it down...

The glass bottle shattered with a loud crash and a raging fire broke out in front of the enemy.

Xu Bin’s goal was not as simple as burning the enemy - in a dark environment, the flames could cause their pupils to shrink suddenly, making it difficult to see the human figures in the darkness in the distance.

Although this will also affect the visual processing system of the humanoids, the flames as a light source are thrown at the enemies' faces, which is enough to illuminate many shooting targets around, thereby affecting the enemy's combat effectiveness to a greater extent.

Soon, the Shalian soldiers below were unable to continue fighting due to the interference of one ball of fire after another - the flames made their eyes turn red and green, and they could not see anything except their teammates beside them.

"Stop aiming, Bully! Get your heads back in the bunkers and fire blindly to suppress the enemy!"

An officer of the Sand Alliance spoke up, tearing his vocal cords and roaring out the most reasonable orders.

Then, he searched for the flares on his body, wanting to illuminate both his own side and the enemy. At the same time, holding the intercom in his other hand, he said to the artilleryman:

"Salo calling Vodka, Salo calling Vodka! We need to conduct stationary blocking fire on the high part of the hillside! Position..."

call out--

Just as the officer finished reporting the coordinates, a fatal bullet flew over and pierced his forehead.

Should we say he really can't protect himself? He held a walkie-talkie in one hand and a rifle in the other, which made SVT-38 recognize his identity as an officer at a glance.

But the girl was still a few seconds late, and the other party had already reported the coordinates.

Soon, there were two flashes of red light in the northern sky, followed by the sound of two muffled thunders from shells being fired...

As soon as he saw the noise, Xu Bin knew that the enemy was going to conduct an interception fire. Without waiting for the test shells to fly over, he grabbed the intercom and shouted, "Throw down all your smoke bombs and flash bombs!"

"understand!"

Although the humanoids didn't know what was happening, they still did as they were told.

The reason for this order is simple: once the bombardment begins, it will be impossible to drive away the enemy on the north slope. They will keep bombing and bombing... and then take back control of the top after daybreak.

By then, tonight's counterattack would be in vain - the enemy could prevent friendly forces from changing guard simply by occupying the ridgeline.

Well, if you want to blame someone, blame the General Staff! Why did they suddenly go crazy? They had to micromanage and change the team...

At this moment, Xu Bin sighed and failed to understand their good intentions.

Flash bombs and smoke bombs were thrown down one after another by the humanoids, and soon the enemies below screamed in agony. Seeing that the test shells had just landed, several teams of humanoids rushed over the ridge.

It took about thirty seconds for the artillery shells supporting the 69th Motorized Infantry Division to fly over, and they had already noticed this. So they were able to control the time and rush into the smoke screen and entangle the enemy before the next artillery fire.

“Hiss…it hurts…!”

In the foxhole, a Sha Lian soldier climbed up crookedly.

After being hit by those flash bombs just now, half of the comrades around him were blinded.

——But he was very "lucky", he just suffered permanent deafness in both ears.

After staggering to the company commander's side, the soldier finally found the flares and launcher on his body. Then he wanted to illuminate the battlefield and calm his teammate who had no leader.

"Snapped!"

A dry crackling sound was heard, and a pale white light point flew into the sky. He turned his head and looked forward, and saw a strange and beautiful scene like a grotesque painting...

——On the cold hillside where the flames had not yet gone out, the enemies threw down many smoke bombs for some unknown reason.

There were not only white smoke bombs, but also smoke indicators in various colors, such as red, yellow, blue, green, purple, etc. The smoke of several colors... intertwined together in front of the fire, which was very beautiful.

The smoke of gunpowder was colorful, but the humans around us... our comrades, were illuminated into gray by the flares.

Da da da—!

A burst of submachine gun fire suddenly killed the man, and the PPSh leapt out of the smoke and into a foxhole filled with dead men.

"Everyone, is anyone injured?" Seeing the team members catching up one by one, she asked with concern.

"No, it's fine!"

Mosin-Nagant slid into the pit and said with a smile: "The enemy's artillery fire from the heights hasn't come yet, what can we do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, other members of the Red Flag Squad found cover around them and opened fire on the enemy.

"Sister, look there." PPS-43 came over:

"At 11 o'clock, 200 meters away, at the foot of the mountain, there is an enemy fire point firing in a blind spot in our sight, and the mortars cannot reach there."

"As forwards, we have to go over and take it away."

Hearing this, Bobosha leaned over to take a look and shook his head, saying, "This section of the road is too flat, and there is no cover... I... don't know how to get through."

"Hehe~" Mosin Nagant suddenly laughed softly, "At times like this, you have to rely on our team members. It will be very tiring to think alone."

Then she looked at PPS-43.

Mosin Nagant knew that this pink-haired guy already had an idea.

"The plan is simple." The latter stopped firing, pointed forward and said to Bobosha:

"We have killed all the enemies nearby, and only about 20 of them are left. In my opinion, we should not kill them all, but defeat them and then deliberately stop the machine gunners from firing, letting them run to the friendly forces."

"Let them run?" Bobosha was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at his sister in confusion, "They will set up guns at the next firing point and continue to shoot us."

"Just don't give them this opportunity," PPS-43 said confidently, "If they run, we will run too. Follow the fleeing soldiers and hit whoever turns back. Beat them so hard that they won't even have time to take turns to cover each other!"