Chapter 1400 Fleeing

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When the Type 66 152mm howitzer fired, the muffled sound from the sky made the commander of the third regiment Kulik think it was thunder and rain. But when a column of smoke rises into the sky, people with a little common sense will be shocked to realize that it is shelling.

The troops of the third regiment, which had not set off yet, were preparing to transfer, and they were all in a daze when they saw the smoke column. After the cataclysm, they ran rampant in Mexico for two years, and these guys have never been shot.

Regiment Commander Kulik realized that something was wrong. He hurried to his regiment headquarters hoping to contact the front battalion to find out the situation. On the way, he saw the adjutant running in panic. The latter shouted: "Sir, our forward is under shelling!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a howling sound in the sky, and the extremely impactful sound made people palpitate. And within a second of the sound, a 203mm shell fell.

The sound of heart palpitations made Captain Kulik's scalp tingle, but before he could react, the violent explosion triggered a small earthquake. Your Excellency the head, who was shrugging subconsciously, just bent down to avoid something, but the vibration from the ground made the ground jump, causing him to fall directly.

The air wave of the explosion swept across everything, and the vibration caused by the shock wave was enough to shatter glass within several kilometers. Although there was no glass at the scene, there were quite a few people within hundreds of meters of the shelling center. The drastic change in air pressure made people's eardrums tingle and they lost their balance.

The drastic environmental change made people dizzy, and Captain Kulik fell to the ground and gasped for breath. Under the bombardment of this kind of heavy artillery, no matter how strong the body is, it is no different from mud. The smoke and dust raised by the explosion dazzled his eyes, and it was difficult to distinguish things even if he tried his best to get up.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?" Kulik lay on the ground for more than a minute, and could only bend over and bump around like a headless chicken in the dim smoke. At this time, the second 203mm shell fell again, and the shock and loud noise struck again, knocking him down again.

After going back and forth several times, Commander Kulik has had enough of the power of long-range heavy artillery. He knew that he should not be at the center of the bombardment by coincidence, but he should be very close to the position of the bombardment. His mouth and nose were bleeding, his ears were buzzing, and his chest was extremely uncomfortable, as if his internal organs had been displaced.

After a while, the shelling finally stopped, and Kulik could only lie on the ground motionless. After the gunpowder smoke cleared, he finally saw his situation clearly in a daze. The howitzer company about three or four hundred meters away from him was targeted, and a dozen shells turned the land there.

The position of the third howitzer company is like the craters of the moon, one pit is surrounded by another. The original four 105mm howitzers disappeared completely, along with the personnel and vehicles of the howitzer company. The area of ​​two or three football fields becomes a restricted area for life.

"fuk, how did this happen?" Commander Kulik looked like the most desolate wilderness tramp at the moment, with fluffy hair and disheveled clothes. His face was pitch black, and he muttered to himself, as dull as an idiot.

After the words were spoken, Kulik realized that he seemed to be unable to hear any sound. He touched his ears, and there was blood in his ears, and he seemed to be deaf.

More than a dozen rounds of 203 mm shells were regarded as a disaster for the entire third regiment. The howitzer company disappeared immediately, and the regiment headquarters was in disarray. The most important thing is the collapse of morale. The survivors on the entire battlefield are like lonely ghosts, staggering like the lowest zombies.

Is this the end of a group?

Although the casualties were not heavy, the spirit of the entire regiment was completely destroyed. In the past, they used cannons to bombard all kinds of poor people with nowhere to go. Today, they finally tasted the feeling of being bombarded, and the shells are even bigger and more terrifying!

After staggering for a long time, Kulik walked into his regiment headquarters tent. He ordered to rest here yesterday, thinking that after recovering his energy during the day, he would rush into the city and vent his anger. Who knows that he has become the target of others to vent their anger.

There was no sign of a single ghost that had fled in the tent of the regiment headquarters.

The tent was tilted and tilted, and the tables and chairs piled up with ammunition boxes were scattered all over the floor. Several radio stations were still working, with occasional calls coming from them.

"Sir, Commander Kulik, I am Hal from the 1st Battalion. We are under shelling and need support. Hurry up and suppress the enemy's artillery fire, otherwise we will not be able to withdraw, and the entire battalion will be finished." A heart-rending voice came from the radio Shouts, among which the rumbling of cannons can be heard.

What smashed the howitzer company of the third regiment was the long-range W90 thick tube, which was powerful but only one. And the first battalion of the third regiment has twelve 66-type howitzers, and the bullets are raining down!

It's just that Kulik, who was in a trance, couldn't hear his subordinates' calls for help. He could only stand in the tent of the regiment headquarters and yell: "Where are people? Where have they all gone?"

There is no one left, but still be a ghost leader!

How can you mess around in the last days if you don't have any subordinates?

The dazed Kulik ran around in the tent of the regiment headquarters, and when he rushed out of the tent, he saw a scattered convoy rushing past him. This was the second battalion that had just set off. This battalion managed to avoid two bombardments, but was frightened by the power of the two bullet rains at the head and tail and ran away.

One car after another ran past Kulik, and he tried to stop him, but no one paid him any attention. At this time, everyone was scared to death by the brutal shelling, even the officers lost the courage to resist, and the only thought of hundreds of people was to run away quickly.

The vehicles rushed past without anyone stopping. At the end, a crooked car appeared in front of Kulik. The car somehow had a flat wheel, and five hapless souls were yelling at the car that was running wild.

Best shouted: "Rafael, are you going to take us there? Shouldn't we surrender to the troops in the city at this time and tell them our identities?"

Rafael, who was driving, was trying to control the steering wheel. He also shouted angrily: "Are you sure you shouldn't dodge first? Who knows you are friend or foe on the battlefield? Anyway, shells don't have eyes."

When the five unlucky guys fled to Kulik, the damaged car finally couldn't control it and drove off the shoulder of the road and hit a pit. When they got out of the car and tried to get the car out of the pit, the embarrassed Kulik suddenly jumped out and grabbed Rafael.

If Kulik didn't look like a lunatic without a gun in his hand, Raphael and others could have shot him immediately. But when Kulik yelled a few words and tried to re-direct the five hapless bastards, Rafael suddenly stared at this ashen-faced guy for a long time.

"This guy seems to be Kulik."

"Who is Kulik?"

"The leader of the third regiment, a ruthless character of the Diego family in the past. He once ambushed a group of special police officers in Mexico, killed more than a dozen special police officers on the side of the road, and cut off the ears of the special police officers and sent them to the President."

Sounds like an awesome guy.

The five unlucky ones surprisingly stopped their quarrel, and slowly surrounded Kulik. Kulik, who was still yelling wow, also realized that something was wrong, but he could only hold up the scene indistinctly, expressing that he was not afraid.

But when Kulik revealed his identity in a violent manner to frighten Rafael and his gang, the five unlucky guys rushed forward together.

"Catch him, this is an important prisoner."

"I strangled him, I strangled him. We are going to prosper, we have captured the enemy's senior officer. I want to avenge my family!"

"This is really a fat sheep given to us by God. I can buy enough food for my wife, and my children should be able to support it. I will never let go!"