Chapter 1401 Revenge

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After the rapid fire, the barrel became hot, and the artillery group had to stop firing. But the battle does not end because of this, but develops to the second stage.

Before the smoke fell, more than a dozen Type 63 armored vehicles acted as attack arrows. They led dozens of modified 212 jeeps to form an assault fleet and set off from the city, speeding up and rushing towards the enemies outside the city.

As the enemy was approaching from Highway 180 in the south, the assault aircraft group divided into left and right routes, bypassed the previously dug trenches and rushed to the first battalion of the enemy's third regiment.

This battalion of the government army only has about 300 people, but it can be regarded as the main force with relatively well-equipped equipment and soldiers. Kulik, the head of the third regiment, originally wanted to use this main force to completely destroy Merida's resistance confidence under the circumstances of artillery fire.

Apart from having no tanks, this battalion is almost semi-mechanized, with a large number of armored vehicles. Although the tanks in the battalion are all old French products, they are very sharp for killing people.

It's just that when the commander of this battalion encountered the wide and deep anti-tank trench outside the city, he never thought that he would be bombarded by heavy artillery. It was too late when he reacted.

A battalion of soldiers exposed to the wilderness was almost completely killed. Only the last hundred people were commanded by officers and jumped into the anti-tank trench in a hurry to avoid a disaster.

In the earth-shattering artillery fire, everyone felt that death would come in the next second. And when the artillery fire stopped, the sweaty faces of the remaining remnants turned pale, and their bodies were like chaff.

It's just that among this group of ruthless enemies, there are some who kill people like hemp and are not afraid of death. Hearing that there was no movement outside, several officers kicked up the soldiers one by one, cursing them and making them climb out of the deep trench.

Back on the ground again, I saw that a battalion that had blocked the road had completely fallen apart. The artillery fire blew up dozens of armored vehicles and trucks. Some armored vehicles were directly hit by shells, and they were blown into scrap iron on the spot, and some were staggered and twisted like a ball of steel twist.

"Count the number of people and reorganize. We have to leave here as soon as possible." The officer with the highest rank stood up and gave an order. One shell reduced a battalion into a company and destroyed all the means of transportation. He could only murmur in his heart: "I hope the troops in the city don't pursue."

It is impossible not to pursue.

The downsized first battalion had just run less than 300 meters, when the sound of the engine motor sounded behind them, and it was on both the left and the right. The soldiers who were still in shock immediately blew up the pot. Some of them collapsed with weak legs, and some wanted to escape as soon as they took a step.

"Don't run, resist on the spot. Otherwise, none of us will survive, and those mud legs will not accept our surrender." Bang bang two shots, the remaining officers of the first battalion shot and killed several deserters, but they looked at the terrain. But secretly groaning—the surrounding terrain is flat, and there is not even a place to hide.

The first battalion of the remaining government troops was in a hurry, and the assault planes of the security forces in the city had already killed them. The left and right pincer attacks easily formed crossfire. The leading 63 armored vehicle simply stopped about 300 meters away to stabilize the body, and used heavy machine guns to shoot at the enemy's entrenched area.

The remnants of the first battalion had long since lost their will to fight, and the so-called resistance was even more chaotic. Facing the opponent's superior firepower, they had no power to parry.

Behind the armored vehicle, the mortars from the 212 jeep also quickly started firing. One shell after another formed a barrage of slow-moving barrages according to the coordinates, and exploded rumblingly.

The carpet-like smoke covered the area of ​​several football fields, and finally when the armored vehicles rushed up to carry out the final purge, there was no resistance on the ground.

The commander of the assault fleet continued to lead the team forward like a whirlwind, and they still had to pursue the enemy's three regiments. After all, the enemy is just fleeing, and the main force is still there.

A dozen infantrymen in 212 jeeps were left to clean up the battlefield, and they were asked to find valuable prisoners. But in fact, there is no complete enemy on the battlefield, and even the living are missing arms and legs.

In the face of seriously injured enemies, the soldiers of the security forces often drew out their bayonets to end their lives. These soldiers are often on the battlefield for the first time,

Killing people for the first time, seeing hell swept by artillery fire and heavy weapons for the first time.

Some people's hands holding the bayonet were shaking, and some people were nauseated and vomited by the blood and flesh stumps all over the floor. Some people have become more determined on the smelly battlefield.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me." A government soldier had a piece of mortar shrapnel stuck in his thigh, and he was the least injured at the scene. He fell to the ground and tried to raise his hands, trying to resist the approaching enemies.

A security soldier with blood on his hands came up, he squatted down and grabbed the opponent's head, and when the bayonet was about to cut the opponent's neck, he said in surprise: "Leo, you are Leo."

The seriously injured government soldier heard someone calling his name and quickly shouted: "Who are you? Do you know me? Please let me go, I am willing to surrender."

"Let you go?" The security soldier with the knife suddenly laughed loudly, "You don't remember who I am, do you? I'm Beachy, your neighbor. I was bullied by you since I was a child, just because you have A brother who lends money to loan sharks and gangsters."

"Let me go, let me go." The wounded government soldier could only hold on to the enemy's sleeve, repeating in his mouth.

The security soldier with the knife said coldly: "Did you let Celia go? She grew up with you, but you sent her to a brothel because of the gangster's usury. She begged you for a few days of grace, but Have you relented?

Did you spare Aunt Terri? She had a quarrel with you, and as a result, her seven-year-old son had both legs broken and had to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. You also publicize this matter everywhere, making everyone fear you and feel that you are not easy to mess with.

Have you let me go? You often hit me for no reason, just because it makes you happy. Do you know how uncomfortable I am when I come home with a bruised nose and a swollen face every day? I should thank God that you fell into my hands before you died. Now it's my turn to clean you up. "

The words of the soldier with the knife attracted the crowd of his companions. Someone was still vomiting just now, but now he stood up and shouted: "Take care of him for me, too. I also have a grudge against this group of gangsters."

"I suggest starting with his fingers and peeling off his flesh one by one. There are people in our village who reported on gang members. As a result, only the bones were left on the hand that was peeled off."

"You can also burn a fire to roast this guy's legs. I have seen this kind of punishment, it is very painful."

Soldiers from the security forces gathered around, and all kinds of ideas kept coming up, all of which were the methods of the Mexican gangsters in the past. Soon the gang soldier who survived by chance let out a shrill scream, his soul was twisted and struggling, and he was suffering the pain of being revenged.

Kulik's third regiment lost less than 400 men in the bombardment, but the whole regiment fled because of the bombardment. In order to annihilate the main force of the regiment and kill and injure its personnel as much as possible, Qin Weidong under the command of Merida sent several rapid assault troops to attack along the road.

The government army's mixed first division has limited personnel, and one death is one less. In order to cut off the survival of this army, the W90 heavy-duty self-propelled howitzer with a maximum range of 40 kilometers exerted its super power, directly lobbing it from a long distance, chasing and bombing the main force of the third regiment who was fleeing all the way.

The third regiment, which was constantly being bombed, was forced to leave the road and fled to the wilderness in a small group. However, the speed of fleeing in the wilderness was greatly reduced, coupled with the lack of logistics, the deserters could not even drink their saliva.

After just one day, the combat effectiveness of these tired and hungry government soldiers dropped significantly, and more than half of them were wiped out by the security forces, or died of exhaustion in the wilderness. Less than 300 people were able to escape, and the three regiments were completely finished.

However, the security forces in Merida City had their morale boosted because of this battle, and their fighting spirit was high. The will to revenge kept them going until the end of the whole bloody battle.