The artillery attack lasted for a full hour and twenty minutes. Many people in Luosha who had watches were watching it. They had fought many battles on the battlefield, but had never seen such abundant artillery.

In fact, the bombardment has not stopped, but compared with before, there are fewer shells falling now. If they don't attack again, according to some people's thinking, maybe their artillerymen who are resting will come back and the bombardment will be the same as before.

So many Rakshasa soldiers rushed over at once, and they ran here in a hurry on the river surface which was about 30 meters wide.

With a bang, several flares appeared in the sky, illuminating the ground clearly. The headlights on the armored vehicles and cars were also turned on. The battle that was originally fought at night could now be seen clearly.

What followed was like a feast of slaughter. Our soldiers started fighting immediately, and the only sound on the battlefield was the sound of machine guns.

The Rakshasa soldiers running in the first row knew that they were here to die, but they never expected that death would be so easy. Many of their bodies were broken into several pieces, and after the bullets penetrated their bodies, the people behind them were also killed.

Groups of Rakshasa soldiers fell down. They had originally thought that if they rushed up under the cover of night, the enemy might not be able to see them clearly and their firepower advantage could not be brought into play. However, they did not expect that among the airdropped supplies, there were things like flares.

"How on earth did they get hold of this stuff?"

Boris said in disbelief that the guy was still 200 meters away from the river, but the telescope could see clearly that his soldiers had just approached the creek and then fell down.

Like wheat waves blown by the wind, these soldiers fell down one after another. Once they fell down, they would never stand up again. Although the soldiers at the back rushed up fearlessly, they could not reach the river at all.

"Take out all the weapons you have in reserve, including machine guns and heavy artillery. We must rush forward immediately. The people on both sides must also start to support us. Otherwise, if we rush up in batches like this, even if all our people are wiped out tonight, you will never reach the center of the river."

Hargreaves stepped up again.

Before the attack started, he said that the firepower tonight would be very strong, so we should stop hiding and take out all our chips. It would be our luck if we could get through.

But Commander-in-Chief Boris was unwilling to do so. He thought that he should first use the strength of an infantry battalion to test the firepower. Now was the result he wanted. Not even one-tenth of the infantry battalion survived.

According to his idea, there are only less than 2,000 people on the opposite side. If we rush up in waves, even if we consume only one tenth of their strength each time, we will be able to cross the river easily by midnight.

Now it seems that the situation is far from being the case. Our entire infantry battalion was wiped out, and the enemy's losses seemed insignificant considering the firepower ratio at the scene.

"You don't need to teach me how to fight. I know how to do it."

Boris said angrily, wishing he could have his men take Hargreaves away and shoot him. "What are you saying in front of so many people? Who is the commander-in-chief here?"

Although Boris was reluctant to admit it, he had attended military school and he could assess the current situation and knew that what Hargreaves said was correct.

"Drag out those heavy artillery pieces and have them fire at the enemy positions. Return to your units and force your way across the river as we agreed. As for the Huns, have them wear our spare uniforms to draw the enemy's attention."

Boris used another method, which was also proposed by Hargreaves.

Hargreaves just said that the Hun army is not of much use. They are just cannon fodder on the battlefield. However, cannon fodder also has its uses. They must be made to wear extra Rakshasa uniforms. Only in this way can they attract the attention of the army on the opposite river bank.

At that time, Boris thought Hargreaves was talking nonsense and that the brave Russian army did not need to fight like this.

We must not allow these stupid Hun troops to wear their uniforms.

But now the situation on the battlefield has made him understand that all useful methods must be used. We only have a slim hope tonight. Any straw may change the outcome of the balance.

Hargreaves was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy and went back to his army. His infantry regiment would be the main attack tonight.

When the 105mm howitzer shells fell, our positions also suffered considerable damage.

"Take cover and leave only the lowest combat personnel."

Xu Chenglong is not a fool. He will not let our people stay in the position and let them bomb. There are not many people crossing the river now. Except for a quarter of the lowest combat personnel, the rest will either go to the anti-artillery cave or leave the position and go to the rear.

When their artillery fire stops, it won't be too late for these people to come back. Of course, we have to compete with the Russians in speed. If the enemy's army rushes over before we come back, we will be the ones in trouble.

Many people ran to the anti-bombing holes dug in advance. If a shell exploded above you, you would definitely not survive, but if you were next to it, the anti-bombing hole could save your life, at least it was better than being exposed on the position.

"Charge, brave Rakshasa soldiers! Look carefully at the enemies in front of you. They are nothing more than our former defeated enemies. Kill them all and fulfill your wish. Let them know who this grassland truly belongs to! Ulla!"

Boris said loudly, encouraging his soldiers.

Encouraged, these soldiers also shouted "Ura" loudly, then raised their rifles and rushed towards the river in the distance. All the soldiers who were lying on the ground stood up.

Xu Chenglong also saw this scene. There were at least several thousand people, and there were Rakshasa troops in front of the entire position.

"Get into position."

After Xu Chenglong gave the order, a few hundred meters behind them, all the trucks stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Because of the bombardment just now, these people all ran to the rear, and now they heard that the enemy was charging, they had to come back as soon as possible.

The Russians' heavy artillery stopped, as they were afraid of accidentally injuring their own people. Now it was our turn. The eight 120mm mortars had already adjusted their firing parameters.

The artilleryman was sweating from exhaustion, holding a 15-kilogram shell in his hands, and was about to reload it...

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