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　Logically, for safety reasons, they should have used thermal imaging to scan the target's direction to confirm it. However, the US military has suffered similar setbacks many times. The deep sea is not sensitive to thermal imaging, and the heat dissipation is so low that anything covering it up can obscure it.

　So everyone could only play it safe and be on high alert.

　At this time, the company commander came over and asked Walker: "What's going on? What did you find?"

　"No, sir, to be precise, I didn't discover anything directly, but I inferred it based on some signs." Walker replied.

　Afterwards, he briefly told the company commander about his inference, and he insisted that there must be a deep-sea team driving a mobile shielding device approaching their position.

　"Would Shen Hai Shen make such a low-level mistake? If any of them forgot to turn off the shielding device, don't they know that turning on the shielding device would actually be a cover-up?" The company commander questioned Walker.

　"This thing is definitely a deception. First, check to see if the shielding area is moving or expanding," the company commander ordered.

　Walker picked up the drone terminal, manipulated it back and forth a few times, and tried several times: "Sir, the shielding range is fixed and has not changed.

　"Maybe your roar just now alarmed them. Now they might be hiding and not moving, or they might have thrown the shield aside and are moving towards us." The company commander deduced.

　The company commander then ruled out the latter possibility based on the situation. "But considering the straight-line distance between this anomaly's range and the defense line, and the maneuverability of deep-sea vessels, they should have already reached it..."

　"Sir, should we give the range coordinates to the artillery and ask them to cover the area with fire? Just in case." Walker suggested.

　"No, it might be a bait... Never mind." The company commander was about to refuse, but he changed his mind in an instant and said, "Soldier, you are right. Maybe the other side is betting on our mentality."

　While the company commander reported the situation, just in case, he continued to let Walker observe the abnormal dynamics and ordered the entire company to increase vigilance.

　"Got it, blow these bitches to pieces!" A few minutes later, rows of rockets, trailing bright flames, hit the coordinates given by Walker.

　In order to ensure as much casualties as possible, the US military rocket artillery can be described as carpet bombing, ensuring that each rocket has effective killing coverage in the deep sea without blind spots.

　Walker's company watched the brief "fireworks display," and everyone screamed excitedly, "Great, great! Blow up those deep-sea guys!"

　"Walker, the rocket launcher asked us to evaluate the effectiveness of the attack." The company commander said to Walker.

　"Reporting to the commander, the shield has disappeared. Now the screen display is normal in the place where the snowflakes originally started to flash." Walker said, staring at the screen intently.

　"It seems that my guess is correct. That thing is indeed a decoy! But what do these bitches want to do? Just put a fixed thing here? Trying to escape?" The company commander was very confused.

　The company commander then inquired about the surrounding situation again, and received the following answers: everything was normal. Although he was still somewhat puzzled, he felt relieved. He ordered the soldiers to be on alert and stayed aside to think.

　Not far from the US defense line, several deep-sea creatures were moving towards the US positions. One of them said in the mental network: "666, 183611, you predicted the enemy's prediction of your prediction. I thought these humans would be afraid of being exposed and dare not fire."

　183611 laughed and said, "Now you understand why the support soldiers and sisters have to equip the special forces with portable signal shielding devices even though they clearly have a built-in signal shielding function, right?

　In addition to preventing the loss of electronic anti-drone capabilities after the support soldiers die, sometimes using this to escape is also a good method.

　Although the enemy might guess that we were using this trick, they certainly could not have imagined that the special forces were recently equipped with an invisible cloak that combines optical and radar stealth, which greatly facilitated our infiltration.

　However, although the stealth reliability of this cloak is very good, it cannot hide the sound of footsteps, especially in the wild. In such a quiet night, it is easy for the US military to hear it when approaching.

　So I borrowed this method, plus the intelligence from the opposing grassroots commander, and made a gamble - I bet that he would use artillery fire to bombard the drone to block the signal point, and I won the bet.

　The explosion of artillery fire will effectively mask the sound of our footsteps as we move quickly, allowing us to get as close to the US military positions as possible."

　"Alright, alright, I know you're awesome." 193611 wanted to get 183611 to end the conversation. "Let's talk about when we start touching the whistle."

　"Don't worry, don't worry. I'm calculating the common blind spots in their field of vision. We can just find a gap and slip in when the time comes." 183611 said slowly.

　193611 had a black question mark on his face: "No, sister. We have invisibility cloaks, but we still need to observe the other party's blind spots?"

　"Just in case."

　"..."

　On the American battlefield, a soldier had just finished using the toilet. As he left the pit, he seemed to hear something and said to the battle not far away: "Hey, there seemed to be footsteps just now, did you hear it?"

　"Ah? Footsteps? Now that you mention it, it seems like there were some. Damn, I almost overlooked it." When another soldier was asked this, it seemed that there were footsteps just now.

　After the two of them confirmed this, they immediately became alert and picked up their guns to check the surrounding environment.

　At this moment, the soldier walking behind felt a chill on his neck, followed by a sharp pain, and then fell in a pool of blood.

　"!" The soldier in front noticed the movement and turned around immediately. When he was about to shoot, he heard a flash of swords and sabers behind him, and his body was separated from his head in an instant.

　"Well... the machete is indeed more useful." Deep Sea 193611 was very satisfied with his results.

　Of course, the killing in the deep sea could not continue forever, and they were soon discovered by the US military.

　"There's a deep sea, fire quickly!"

　Suddenly, there was commotion inside the American defense line, and bursts of gunfire rang out. Most of the nearby American soldiers rushed to the place where the gunfire was heard to provide support.

　"Hurry! Get into the bomb-proof cave!" Deep Sea 183611 noticed that there were at least dozens of people nearby, rushing towards this side, so he asked everyone to quickly get into a relatively large bomb-proof cave not far away that could accommodate more than a dozen people.

　This deep-sea vanguard infiltrated not only for harassment, but this harassment was a rehearsal for a large-scale deep-sea attack. They planned to enter the cave and then immediately send a pre-arranged general attack signal to friendly forces to attract pre-emptive fire coverage.

　"Hello, this is Deep Sea X Force X Reconnaissance Squad, I'm Deep Sea 183611! Our troops are harassing the enemy and are currently located in an enemy anti-artillery hole. Please launch an attack immediately! I repeat, please launch an attack immediately!"

　Because Deep Sea 183611 used the mental network to communicate, the American soldiers outside the cave had no idea what they were about to encounter.

　"Damn, these bitches have gone into the largest anti-artillery hole in our section. Throw grenades, throw grenades!" an American soldier outside the cave shouted.

　"We don't have enough grenades. Are there any engineers? Supply C4 to these witches!" Before the first voice fell, another voice rang out.

　Chapter 415 Heavy rain pouring down

　"I'm an engineer, but I don't have C4!" A soldier raised his hand in the noisy crowd.

　"Why not bring it?" someone in the crowd asked.

　"Who would carry that thing while guarding the house?" the engineer retorted.

　"Then throw the grenade first!"

　Before he finished speaking, there was a series of crisp sounds of grenade rings being pulled, and then more than a dozen M67 grenades rolled into the entrance of the anti-artillery hole.

　"Sisters, be careful!" Upon seeing this, Deep Sea 183611 quickly opened his shield to protect the sisters huddled in the corner.

　Although the fragmentation grenade couldn't seriously injure Shen Hai, no matter how minor the injury, it was necessary to avoid it unless absolutely necessary. As the only assault soldier in the team, Shen Hai 183611 naturally had the obligation to deploy his shield to protect his comrades.

　"Boom boom boom boom——" More than a dozen explosions caused steel balls and fragments to fly everywhere in this small space, hitting the earthen walls or the shield of 183611.

　Looking at himself and his sisters who were unharmed, Deep Sea 183611 laughed contemptuously, "Hmph, such a petty trick. Throwing grenades when you know they're useless is really stupid."

　"But didn't someone outside just say they wanted to take the C4?" Deep Sea 193611 worried.

　"Do you think we can wait until C4 arrives?" Deep Sea 183611 seemed calm.

　At this time, outside, a group of soldiers were still arguing.

　A soldier who looked like a squad leader pointed at a soldier and said, "Don't worry about a dozen grenades, they won't kill them! You, quickly get the C4 from the ammunition box, and then... fuck! Take cover!"

　The sergeant gave the order and suddenly shouted. Hundreds of light bombs were seen flying in a parabola in the sky above the American positions, smashing down on the entire defense line.

　The American soldiers in the trenches were suddenly terrified. The soldiers who had just gathered together scattered in an instant, looking for cover to avoid the shells. "Deep sea bombardment! Hide quickly!"

　Within seconds, the deep-sea high-energy laser bombardment rained down on the American defenses like a torrential rain. The intense heat and shockwaves from the laser bombs devoured everything within their effective killing range.

　Some American soldiers on the battlefield who did not have time to dodge were directly burned into charcoal by the high temperature, while others turned into fireballs, running around and wailing in pain.

　"Ah! ah! ah—"

　"Water! Water! Ahhhhhh!"

　"Woo woo woo, Mom, I want to go home!"

　Some metal objects on the battlefield happened to be in the center of the landing point of the light bullet. The high temperature softened them and even melted them into molten iron, which dripped onto the slightly vitrified dust.

　The duration of the artillery fire was not long, no more than three minutes. Without absolute air superiority, artillery could not stay in one place and bombard continuously, otherwise it would be a death wish, even in the deep sea.

　When the shelling stopped, some soldiers tremblingly opened the fireproof panels covering the anti-artillery holes. After crawling out of the holes, they saw the positions that had been scorched by high temperatures and shock waves.

　The Deep Sea 183611 team had already withdrawn as soon as the shelling stopped.

　The American position merged with the main force, and then rushed into the position with the main force. Otherwise, if they stayed in the anti-artillery cave, they would be thrown C4 from outside and die sooner or later.

　"What are you all standing there for! Get into battle! The main force of the deep sea is coming up!" At this time, the officer shouted, pulling the soldiers back from their trance.

　After hearing this shout, the soldiers all started to move and entered combat mode, no longer regretting the position that was bombed beyond recognition.

　"It's really hot and smoking. Quick, quick, pour some water on it!" A soldier picked up a large bucket of water that had been prepared in advance and poured it on the Oerlikon machine gun, which was so hot that it could roast meat due to the bombardment.

　When the hot gun body came into contact with a bucket of water, it made a hissing sound and emitted a puff of white mist, just like a pot that had just been used to cook food and was being rinsed under the faucet.

　In the night sky behind them, tracer shells and rockets from the US artillery's counterattacks streaked across the sky. These meteor-shower-like counterattack shells and rockets somewhat restored the morale of the soldiers on the defense line.

　"Thermal imaging detected enemy armor and infantry clusters! Prepare flashbangs!" Instantly, bright flashbangs rose from the American positions. The bright magnesium light illuminated the battlefield, allowing all soldiers to see the deep-sea army rushing towards them at high speed.

　When the deep sea entered the range of direct fire, the American troops on the entire position fired their guns at the same time.

　If there was a defensive expert on the scene, he would have considered this defensive position unqualified because there was no barbed wire or anti-tank trenches.

　It's not that the US military is weak, but these two things can only protect against humans and are basically useless against deep-sea attacks. Everyone can guess that barbed wire can't protect, so what about this anti-tank trench?

　Because of the incredible physiological strength of the deep sea, they can build a human bridge to allow tanks to pass through. Even if a tank accidentally falls into the trench and cannot get out, seven or eight deep-sea pioneers can work together to lift the tank out of the trench in no time, which is impossible for humans to do.

　Unless you dig a moat-level trench, but that would be incredibly cost-effective. If you have the time and construction manpower to dig a moat, what else could you do with it? You might as well build other fortifications.

　The same goes for anti-tank chevaux de frise and anti-tank cones. If a squad of deep-sea soldiers can move a tank, how can they do nothing about these chevaux de frise and anti-tank cones? A few elite soldiers can even violently dismantle these things with their bare hands...

　The M1A2, half-buried in the pit, opened fire first, which can be said to be a return to the original design intention. The original design idea of ​​NATO tanks was to be used for squatting, not assaulting and charging.

　This design concept has created the M1 series' equivalent 1.2-meter-thick skin. This 1.2-meter-thick skin is not only a nightmare for many War Thunder land combat top-level room players, but also has good defense against deep-sea flat fire.

　Following closely behind is the TOW missile. The TOW series has been in service with the US military for half a century. Even today, it is still active on the US battlefield, guarding America.

　"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Facing the surging sea, the soldiers at the machine gun position aimed at the target and decisively pulled the trigger of the Lao Gan Ma. Round after round of .50 caliber armor-piercing bullets were fired from the muzzle in anger.

　The soldiers also opened fire with their M5 rifles, pouring 6.8MM armor-piercing bullets into the deep sea, aiming at the head and limbs of the deep sea as much as possible - at most they could hit the torso of the combat puppet, as the torso of the deep sea vanguard was relatively difficult to penetrate.

　After fighting deep-sea for so long, the Americans have already equipped all their personnel with armor-piercing shells. When facing the deep sea, the concern is not whether they can penetrate the shells, but whether they can penetrate the shells.

　The towed artillery and self-propelled artillery in the rear did their utmost to provide fire support to the front line, sending one revenge shell after another to the head of the deep sea.

　The US Air Force's fighter and attack aircraft also continuously support frontline operations based on frontline needs. However, these support aircraft may not always return after each mission.

　In the front-line command center, a US military colonel was busy directing the operations of various battalions and companies in front of computers and various communication equipment.

　"...The flashbangs can't stop! The night is the home turf of these demons. I can't let my soldiers fight them in the dark! If we don't have any, use searchlights!"

　"...If no elite troops are found, Oerlikon will prioritize the Deep Sea Assault Troopers! Lao Gan Ma will target the Deep Sea Vanguards, and the combat puppets can be left to the general aircraft, squadron aircraft, and infantry!"

　"What? You said those deep-sea infantrymen can walk through minefields as if it were flat ground? They rarely step on mines? That's perfectly normal, soldier! They've always been like this! Return to your posts!"

　Chapter 416 Members in Coma

　The battle continues

　In addition to the Oerlikon on the battlefield, the US military also installed M163 20mm Vulcan cannons or machine guns of other calibers on some vehicles to use for flat shooting against deep-sea pioneers.

　"Go to hell! Deep Sea! Give America back to us! You bitches are only fit to stay in the red light district and serve us!"

　A soldier roared, operating the Oerlikon with the circular crosshair on top, aiming at the advancing deep sea, and pouring shells madly.

　Several strings of tracer shuttles flew over, sweeping over several combat puppets and hitting a deep-sea assault soldier at the same time, causing ripples of energy fluctuations on his open shield.

　The next second, an air-burst bomb exploded above the gunner's head. The gunner was torn apart by shrapnel and fell headfirst onto the gun, dying heroically.

　The teammates following behind him had no time to react.

　Sadness, after moving his fallen comrades away, he took over the machine gun position and continued to fire fiercely into the deep sea.

　On this side of the deep sea, in a bomb crater on the battlefield, there was a deep-sea support soldier holding a small mortar (similar to a grenade launcher), constantly sending shells after shells to the American troops based on reports from the front line.

　The US military naturally wouldn't just sit there and take a beating. They quickly noticed something was wrong. "Damn! Deep sea mortars! Those damn bitches are hiding in the craters and attacking again!"

　The front line then used a computer to locate all nearby relatively deep craters, which could provide shelter from the incoming fire, based on a digital map of the scene. Finally, through various data analysis, they determined which crater was most likely to have launched an attack. The entire process took less than five seconds.

　Finally, the data was sent to the mortar platoon, which quickly adjusted the parameters of its 120mm mortars, then loaded and fired them in one smooth motion. The shell traced a graceful, high parabola before landing in the target crater.

　Even for soldiers at the initial training level, the US mortar operators demonstrated good artillery skills, with the maximum deviation of each shell's landing point from the target position not exceeding two meters.

　But, no matter how accurate the shot is, or even just a little, it's all for naught if it misses. Unfortunately, that deep-sea support soldier rolled out of the pit just as the shell was about to hit, and the explosion only broke an arm, nothing serious.

　"Huh, luckily the mortar shells have a slow speed, otherwise we would probably be stuck here!" The deep-sea support soldier breathed a sigh of relief.

　Before she could even get down, the next second, the US military's AT4 rocket launcher came towards her. Fortunately, she was also in a prone position, and the rocket flew over her head without a name.

　"You humans have no sense of martial ethics. You launch a sneak attack on others before they can even lie down. Watch out for yourself! Bastards!" The girl complained in a tone and voice that sounded like the second dimension.

　Then she immediately picked up the Lewis machine gun (deep sea), set it on the ground, and fired a long burst of fire in the direction of the attack.

　On another section of the defense line, Walker and a group of comrades were also fighting bloody battles. Walker had just loaded a TOW rifle and fired it at the Mark V tank (Deep Sea).

　Without even having time to confirm whether the target had been hit, Walker hurriedly left the TOW. The deep sea's reaction speed was amazing. If he didn't retreat after firing the TOW, he might not even be able to wait for the next round to be loaded before his head was blasted open by the deep sea scout.