Chapter 412 Death Charge

The smoke filled the air above the battlefield, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly heavy.

The soldiers stationed on the city wall were staring at the rebels in the distance. A large number of them had been covered and destroyed by mines and artillery fire, but no one could show a relaxed expression at this time.

Weird.

It was really weird.

Whether it was the unaffected morale of the rebels or the dead silence, it was too weird.

80% of the organization was destroyed. Any other unit would have retreated, but they just stood there silently, as if nothing had happened.

A sense of uneasiness enveloped everyone's heart.

Lu Yangming looked far away with a telescope in his hand, and saw that more rebel troops began to surge at the end of the horizon, and the black spread like a tide, as if the whole world had become narrow and suffocated under the oppression of the enemy.

At this moment, the rebel soldiers all stopped, and their actions were so regular that it was incredible, and no deviation was observed before and after.

Previously, they were moving very slowly, just using their bodies to detect mines and clear the way for the troops behind.

But after the previous round of artillery fire, they seemed to have changed their strategy.

As a synapse appeared in the black tide, an overwhelming charge began.

The roar of footsteps hitting the ground suddenly sounded, and the rebel soldiers began to sprint towards the capital's city wall at full speed, as if setting off an earthquake.

The rebels frequently touched mines during the charge, and the explosions at the front of the array continued, blowing up large pieces of mud into the sky, stretching from far to near, like a continuously advancing earth wall.

At the same time, the rebel troops in the rear also launched a charge along the minefield that the advance team had stepped on, and their vast momentum was like a surging black tide.

The rebels ignored all casualties and launched a general attack against the minefield. This mindless and flat-push style of play scared Lu Yangming, and he immediately shouted: "All personnel are free to fire! Artillery units, rapid fire!"

Artillery operations usually require accurate data calculations and correction of ballistic landing points to ensure a qualified hit rate. This process requires observation and calculation, which often takes a certain amount of time.

Rapid firing means firing the reserve ammunition at the fastest speed without any calculations, corrections, or pauses.

Normally, artillery under rapid firing lacks a hit rate, but at this time, the hit rate is no longer of much significance to the soldiers in the capital.

Because the outside of the city is full of enemies, there is no need to aim at all, and you can hit people with your eyes closed.

Thousands of heavy artillery in the city roared furiously, and the fierceness of the sound caused a large number of building glasses to burst one after another. Countless shells with blazing light arced to the battlefield outside the city, and after the explosion, one after another flaming flowers were set off, and the place turned into a hell of fire.

All the heavy artillery of the fortresses arranged on the city walls were also activated. Hundreds of high-energy beams tore through the sky, and deadly red arcs jumped on the battlefield. Any rebels touched were instantly vaporized, and only gullies flowing with lava were left on the ground.

It is no exaggeration to say that this battlefield has turned into a real hell. Not to mention the fragile body, even the Titan mecha born to absorb firepower can't last for a few minutes in the face of such a crazy offensive.

The rebel soldiers who rushed to the front were completely covered by heavy firepower. Their bodies were constantly broken in the ravages of physical shells and energy arcs, and the mines everywhere under their feet also exploded one after another, blasting them away.

But every soldier still rushed forward without hesitation. No matter how powerful the explosion was, it could not stop their pace. It seemed that there was no pain or fear. The cold momentum made people feel the chill deep into their bones.

Not only that, each of them also showed amazing tactical skills.

Although they rushed aggressively, it was all details when they looked closely. Everyone did not rush on their own. They would take care of each other and cover each other, make good use of every crater on the battlefield to hide, and continue to charge after the density of artillery fire weakened.

If necessary, they would also spontaneously separate some of their people and deliberately act as meat shields to attract the firepower of the fortress heavy artillery on the city wall, at the cost of being destroyed in ashes, to involve more space for their companions.

The number of enemies was too large. In order to suppress this charge, the artillery units and the fortress heavy artillery had to keep firing continuously, and even rotation was impossible.

Any cannon that fired a little slower could cause the rebels to advance deeper.

The charge and bombing lasted for more than 8 hours, which was truly non-stop.

Rebel soldiers fell to their deaths one after another, with all kinds of body parts piled up in the minefield. Many of them were even broken into pieces and turned into dust, which filled the battlefield with a haze full of death.

All kinds of heavy artillery of the capital garrison were overheated, and the barrels were red like irons. Box after box of coolant was poured into them desperately, but they were consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those soldiers in charge of logistics supply were even closer to collapse. Even though various transport equipment had taken away most of the work, and everyone had exoskeleton assistance, they were still fully loaded. Some people were even so tired of moving things that they lay on the ground and vomited, vomiting blood while vomiting.

The capital garrison, who was holding their positions and waiting for the opportunity, was like this, and the rebel troops who charged against the minefield and artillery fire were even more tragic.

Up to now, the losses of the rebels have been extremely exaggerated. The troops were completely written off as a whole. It is initially estimated that at least 600,000 lives have been added to this minefield.

In just less than half a day of fighting, the rebels' unilateral losses exceeded the total losses of both sides in the Tieyang Campaign for a month, completely crushing all battles in human history.

No one knows how the rebels could do this, and their morale has not been damaged at all.

No one knows how their command can be so cruel, completely treating their subordinates as consumables, throwing soldiers to the battlefield to die like garbage.

The capital garrison went from the excitement of carrying out saturation strikes at the beginning to the confusion of witnessing excessive casualties, and now they are completely numb.

Looking around, there are only "explosion" and "death" in every corner.

The only sounds lingering in my ears are the firing of heavy artillery and explosions, and I can't hear any screams and wails that should be in war.

They killed without any feeling.

Everyone just mechanically performed the attack operation, loading, firing, and reloading, and for a while, I couldn't tell whether I was on a real battlefield or trapped in a video game.

Just as the capital garrison was numbly firing, the bad news finally came.

"Boom!" With a deafening explosion, a fortress heavy artillery could not withstand the long-term high-frequency firing, and the internal core temperature could not even be suppressed by the coolant, and it exploded directly on the city wall.

The energy core was damaged and the energy flowed to the surroundings, and more than a dozen soldiers were affected. They fell to the ground with blood on their faces and screamed, and the operator on the console was directly killed.

This is not an isolated case, but just the beginning.

Due to more than eight hours of completely uninterrupted firing, all the heavy firepower equipment used to suppress the enemy's charge was in an overloaded state.

The detonation of this fortress heavy artillery was like opening a prologue and drawing the curtain of disaster.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom"

The core temperature of the turrets continued to reach the limit, either directly exploded, or the internal components were melted and fell silent.

The same is true for heavy machine guns and artillery positions. The barrels were melted, the barrels were twisted, and all heavy weapons were hit to the edge of scrapping. This has nothing to do with people's subjective will, it is completely objective.

As soon as the weapons had problems, the firepower network of the capital garrison inevitably began to weaken.

They had slaughtered more than 600,000 enemies in the previous 8 hours. No army in human history could withstand such intensive killing.

But this rebel army did it. Their momentum had not diminished at all compared to the beginning. Everyone truly ignored casualties and carried out an extremely cold-blooded attack at all costs.

Like

endless worker bees.

Soon, taking advantage of the opportunity of the capital garrison's declining firepower, the first batch of organized rebel troops crossed the minefield and firepower network and reached the capital city.

The soldiers in the capital were completely shocked.

In their expectation, under normal circumstances, this should have been a long tug-of-war.

The outer minefield would become the biggest obstacle for the rebels. If the enemy wants to cross this hell of death, it will take at least three months to clear the mines.

During this process, they will face countless mines under their feet and artillery suppression that will come at any time. Death will always accompany them and erode their will.

For such a long time, whether it is to mobilize troops from other places to attack together, or to send surprise troops to cross the inland sea and directly penetrate the enemy's hinterland, there will be great variables.

But the capital never expected that everything they expected would not happen.

The minefield position that was originally expected to last at least three months was directly crushed by the enemy at the cost of more than 600,000 lives, and it was only delayed for 8 hours, 13 minutes and 27 seconds.

The first batch of enemies rushed to the bottom of the city wall on a large scale, and then began a very ancient siege behavior-climbing the wall.

These soldiers spontaneously divided into two groups, one of which suppressed the shooting at the city wall to prevent the soldiers guarding the city from interfering with the lower part.

The other group inserted their hands into the city wall. Their limbs were very strong, and their five fingers actually directly scratched holes in the wall, and climbed up barehanded.

Some garrison soldiers barely observed this scene through the rain of bullets and couldn't help but screamed: "Are these extraordinary people?!"

Those who can climb the metal wall with bare hands can never be mortal soldiers.

What kind of fighting method is this? !

In the war mode of this era, any commander who knows a little military common sense knows that extraordinary people should be used as a sharp knife to perform various special tasks due to their powerful abilities and rarity.

Attack the enemy head-on under artillery fire? That's the job of mortal cannon fodder and armored forces.

But now, the rebels actually let these extraordinary people come out to eat guns and artillery, clear mines with human flesh, and charge and die without thinking. What are they thinking? !

More importantly, where did the rebels get so many extraordinary people? !

While the garrison soldiers in the capital were stunned, the enemies who rushed through the line of fire seemed unstoppable. They climbed on the surface of the wall like a dense swarm of bees, and soon climbed to the top of the city dozens of meters high.

When the first rebel soldier climbed up, what was waiting for him was a saber that would chop him head-on.

"Puff!" The saber chopped into his skull with full force and sank deeply into it.

The rebel soldier's skull was damaged and he quickly fell backwards, but at the last moment he grabbed the capital soldier who had chopped him and dragged him down from the city wall.

"Ah!!!" The capital soldier waved his limbs wildly in the air, but couldn't catch anything. In the end, he fell to the ground with the rebel soldier who had pulled him down, and his bones were broken and there was no movement.

This scream kicked off the fight, and the bloody and tragic hand-to-hand combat began.

Rebel soldiers crawled in along the entire wall, and the various light and heavy machine guns of the capital soldiers were almost shooting at their heads, causing hundreds of casualties every second.

But these rebel soldiers completely ignored death, like machines that only knew how to execute orders. There was no wailing of being injured and dying, no roar to encourage themselves, and even no expression on their faces. There was only silence and forward.

A rebel soldier pounced on the nearest enemy, grabbed his head with both hands, and exerted force violently.

"Ka Ka Ka" In the numbing sound of skull breaking, the capital soldier screamed for less than two seconds, and his head was crushed by the powerful arm force.

The rebel soldier wanted to kill another person, but there was already an experienced capital soldier behind him, and the engineer shovel was swung and hit his neck.

"Puff!"

The rebel soldier's neck was directly cut off by two-thirds, and his head was twisted and crooked, giving people the feeling that it would fall off at any time.

But the terrifying thing was still happening. He completely ignored the injury and grabbed the sneak attacking enemy with his backhand, wanting to trade with him.

Fortunately, the capital soldier was a veteran with rich combat experience. He immediately abandoned the engineer shovel stuck on the opponent's neck, rolled back quickly and pulled out his pistol, and emptied the magazine with a series of shots.

After this set of continuous attacks, the rebel soldier's body with holes in it finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground.

It was at this time that the capital soldier found something wrong.

Before that, the two sides were far apart, and there was a lot of smoke everywhere, making it difficult to see the details.

Until now, when they fell into hand-to-hand combat, the enemy's weirdness was finally exposed.

These rebel soldiers don't bleed!

Although they have human bodies, when the body is penetrated, it is not flesh and bones that are exposed, but some kind of inorganic metal with a special luster!

The bizarre body structure, strange power, and the extremely cold-blooded suicide charge before, the capital soldiers finally saw the terrible truth.

"These are not human!!!"

The capital soldiers on other fronts also discovered this in the hand-to-hand combat, and they were instantly in an uproar.

These enemies fighting with them were not human from the beginning to the end!

They do have human appearance, but no matter from the internal behavior pattern or the external body structure, they are not human!