One Hundred and Seventy-One Massacres Like Battle

In front of the paratroopers' position, a small bush trembled, and the Alan Hill paratroopers lying in the trench frowned, focusing their attention on the bushes.

The next second, a three-eyed magic rabbit rushed out of the grass and ran wildly along the opposite bank.

Before the Alan Hill paratrooper could take his eyes off the rabbit, the bush that had just moved suddenly shattered, and a demon dog rushed out from it.

This demon dog did not chase the rabbit over there, but rushed directly into the river. For the paratroopers, the terrifying-looking demon dog was indeed much more terrifying than the image drawn in the operation manual.

"Bah!" A shot rang out.

A soldier on the ground pulled the bolt, letting a hot shell roll down to his feet. His Mauser 98K has a 3x magnification scope, which means he is an Ireland Hill sniper.

The bullet penetrated the demon dog's head, and the black blood spread out in the river.

"This is the end?" A paratrooper looked at his companion: "They won't send us all the way here from Veronsa just for this?"

No one answered his question, because the second demon dog had rushed out of the forest on the other side of the river, followed by the third and fourth.

"Bah!" The snipers in the paratroopers began to greet their new enemies with gunshots, and with one shot after another, the demon dogs fell one by one next to the flowing river.

Immediately afterwards, more demon dogs rushed out of the forest, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Dozens or hundreds of demon dogs are huge, some of them have scars on their bodies, and their heads full of eyes look extremely ferocious.

These monsters rushed towards the river recklessly, jumped into the water without fear and started swimming, they didn't even look at their killed companions, as if they had nothing to do with them at all.

"Tutu! Tutu!" A protruding machine gun position opened fire, the MG-42 machine gun spewed a dazzling tongue of flame, and a tracer flew into the tide of demon dogs on the other side of the river.

Some of the demon dogs that were not hit in the vitals still splattered with dark blood and still marched forward bravely, and some of the demon dogs that were hit in the vitals fell directly to the ground and rolled. A battle that seemed to be slaughter began.

"Fire!" In the open space behind the paratroopers' trenches, in front of dozens of mortars arranged side by side, the gunners picked up a shell from the trapezoidal stack of shells and placed it at the muzzle of the mortar.

With a command, they released their hands together, letting the shells slide into the mortar. Then, along with a "Tom! Tom!" sound, the mortar shells flew towards the distant target.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Amidst the sound of gunfire, mortar shells exploded on the opposite bank, flying off the stumps and broken arms of some demon dogs. These fearless demon dogs are still madly moving forward, as if they are pursuing the tragic death in front of them.

"Are these demons crazy? Is it bad to live well?" A paratrooper with an STG-44 assault rifle looked at the demon dog struggling in the river and asked his companions with a frown.

"You let them come over and try? They just can't get close to you. If they have a chance, they will definitely tear you apart." His companion aimed at a demon dog struggling in the river, pulled the trigger and came Short shot.

The bullet hit the monster accurately, making it stop struggling in the river, and soon its corpse went down the river, and then collided with the corpse of another demon dog and stopped.

"Are they going to fill up this river?" Seeing more and more demon dog corpses downstream, a paratrooper looked at his comrades in disbelief: "Are these demons crazy?"

"Then let them fill up the river!" The paratrooper beside him held a bazooka, aimed at the densest place on the opposite bank with demon dogs, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" A thick plume of smoke rose behind him, and the rockets rushed towards the distant target. The people around squinted their eyes and waved off the unpleasant burning smell with their hands, and everyone looked at the place where the rocket hit.

"Boom!" The rocket exploded in the middle of several demon dogs, setting off a bloody storm. There were pieces of shredded devil dog skin everywhere that looked disgusting.

What is in front of you is not a battle at all, but more like a slaughter of animals. In front of the intensive firepower, hundreds of those demon dogs fell down, and soon the blood of these demon dogs stained the water of the Boer River black.

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, Hart, the paratrooper division commander, looked at Vivian next to him with some worry, and said, "How long will the opponent's attack last?"

"It's very likely that it will end in one day, or it may end in the middle... Demons rarely act at night, which is good news." Vivian replied, staring at the situation on the battlefield.

"This is just some appetizers... Soon, the two-headed demon dogs will appear, and those demon dogs will use some simple magic, then you will not be so easy." The giant wolf Boken continued to explain.

Hart smiled bitterly and said, "We're not taking it easy now, the fighting is so intense, and ammunition will soon be difficult to supply... I hope the other party will stop such an offensive for the sake of casualties. "

As they spoke, two P-51 fighter jets swooped down from the sky, one after the other. They started strafing along the river, where the shells left two spectacular columns of water.

With just one dive, they maimed most of the demon dogs in the river. The remaining demon dogs passed over the bodies of their companions and continued to charge towards the paratroopers.

Soon, the individual weapons of the paratroopers began to join the battle, and the demon dogs died more quickly for a while, most of them fell into the river, and even blocked the river.

Before these demon dogs were reorganized, the other two P-51 fighter jets swept across the battlefield at a low altitude, and threw the rockets hanging under the wings into the crowd of demon dogs on the other side of the river.

Because it is close enough to the field airfield, the fighter jets take off very fast. In many cases, they go back to replenish the ammunition and take off, and even the fuel does not need to be added.

The timely and effective air support made the Demon Dog's offensive frustrated again and again. However, they are not without harvest. The Boer River in front of them has been completely filled up with their own bodies.

The natural danger seems to be gone, so the frequency of the paratroopers' fire has also increased. The machine gun positions that fired first have consumed a lot of bullets, and they are desperately shouting for more ammunition.

At this time, more bombers appeared in the sky, and the strategic bomber units from farther rushed to the battlefield.

Sure enough, it was the same as what was confirmed before, because the paratroopers in front of them were the first to fight against demons, and they were supported by the air force of the entire theater. This is the best support package. The air force that almost supported the operations of the 9th Army is now supporting them.

A B-17 bomber next to each other opened its bomb bay at an altitude of 1,500 meters. The first time these giant bombers participated in the battle, they showed everyone their huge destruction capabilities.

The overwhelming number and the crazy low-altitude bombing made the entire battlefield shrouded in an explosion of fire.

The entire forest and the hordes of demon dogs behind the forest were directly blown into the sky by these huge aerial bombs.

Ten minutes later, amid the cheers of the paratroopers, the Demon Dog still failed to organize a decent attack. Although they were still frequently attacking the defense lines of the paratroopers, they could no longer gather together to form a terrifying sea offensive.

When everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a fireball suddenly flew out of the deep forest and smashed into the position built by the paratroopers. The hot flames shattered the parapet and blew a paratrooper out of the trench.

He fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, only to find that he was not burned to death, but was blown away by the explosion.

"Double-headed demon dog!" On the high ground behind the defense line, the giant wolf Boken's eyes sharpened, staring at the woods in the distance and said, "Those more advanced guys are here!"

The expression on Vivian's face also became solemn, and she said to General Hart who was standing beside him: "The situation is not very good, where the two-headed demon dogs appear, there are usually more demon dogs..."

"We won't be beaten passively." Hart put down the telescope, instructed the staff around him, and then returned to Vivian's side: "We will extend the artillery fire to suppress the opponent's long-range attack fire."

"Can the civilians here help us transport our ammunition to the front line?" Hart was worried about his own ammunition, but he didn't take the so-called double-headed demon dogs to heart.

In his opinion, the previous unilateral massacre was not a war at all. The other party had just started to fight back, and the battle situation was far from what could be described as tragic.

"Boken! You can go to the flank to help Grand Magister Graf, I'm here, I guess it's fine." Vivian looked at the giant wolf beside her: "If we need help here, I will send a message. signal to you."

The giant wolf nodded his huge head, moved his huge body like a house, and ran quickly towards the left wing of the paratroopers' defense line.

Vivian looked at the back of the giant wolf, rubbed her wrist, and said softly, "I'm almost recovering..."

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