activa-t Chapter 351 Rainy Night in the Dense Forest!
Chapter 351 Rainy Night in the Dense Forest!
Through the binoculars, they could clearly see the bombed areas of the enemy forces. This was the intelligence on enemy troop deployments that their small team had obtained from captured prisoners and then relayed to the rear command.
A location they had previously marked, which appeared to be a company-level command post, was now completely covered by dense bullet impacts, leaving only scorched earth.
This round of carpet bombing and saturation strikes has turned the city of Gantang into an inferno. Even if not all of the enemy's 316A Division's meticulously constructed fortifications, trenches, and firing positions have been destroyed, they will still be in serious trouble.
"I estimate that the enemy's command system will most likely be paralyzed."
Zhong Yuemin's voice was slightly hoarse, but also carried a hint of excitement.
"Under this density of carpet bombing, communication lines, command posts, and reserves will all be cut off. What remains is to divide and encircle them, and then eliminate them one by one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the distant artillery fire began to gradually extend and thin out. Then, more intense gunfire, like popping beans, and more muffled explosions came from the city of Gantang and the surrounding positions.
The all-out offensive has begun!
Through the binoculars, one could see the lush greenery covering the hillsides, like a flood bursting its banks, surging from multiple directions towards the scorched earth recently ravaged by artillery fire.
The roar of tanks filled the air as armored vehicles sped through the thick smoke of battle, and mechanized units joined in, guiding the infantry charge.
"Good fight!"
Zhang Haiyang couldn't help but let out a low growl, forcefully waving his uninjured hand as if to release all the pent-up frustration and grief he had felt over the past few days, as well as the anger and indignation at the loss of his comrades.
"Let's see how arrogant they are now. What kind of bullshit heroic division are they? These bastards, before the war, they were so self-righteous and boasted that they would 'fight the Friendship Pass and then go to hell to celebrate the Spring Festival.' Tell me, have they lost their minds?"
Haha, that's so satisfying, so damn satisfying!
Mantun grinned, his eyes filled with excitement, even though it aggravated the wound on his back, causing him to gasp in pain.
"Staff Officer Zhang, don't get too cocky."
Zhong Yuemin composed himself and patted Zhang Haiyang on the shoulder, who was getting a little too excited.
"Our mission is not over yet. With the artillery fire extending and the enemy forces scattering, there will definitely be small groups of enemies trying to break up and escape into the mountains or fight guerrilla warfare."
The new orders from headquarters are to scout the direction the enemy troops fled after their rout, and if the opportunity arises, to eliminate as many remaining enemy forces as possible in this area to prevent them from harassing our rear supply lines, while also paying attention to searching for any potentially valuable targets.
He looked at his brothers beside him, who were battered but full of fighting spirit:
"Can you still hold on?"
"can!"
The team spoke in unison, without the slightest hesitation.
"Alright!" Zhong Yuemin grabbed the submachine gun beside him, chambered a bullet with a crisp "click,"
"Check our weapons, let's go!"
Let the 'heroes' of the 316A Division know who's in charge in this forest!
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night!
The deafening roar of artillery fire finally subsided, but the entire Gantang area did not return to peace. Instead, it was replaced by even more chaotic and desperate sounds.
The sporadic gunfire, the shouts of our soldiers charging forward, the terrified cries of the fleeing enemy, and the piercing wails of the wounded mingled together.
In the pitch-black night, it was like the howling of ghosts from hell!
Meanwhile, in a dense forest on the outskirts of Gantang city, Zhong Yuemin's team moved like ghosts along the edge of the forest, amidst the smoke and acrid smell of burning.
The squad members moved swiftly and remained vigilant at all times, their guns constantly sweeping across every corner where enemies might be hiding.
"Yuemin, there's movement in the bushes at three o'clock!"
suddenly,
Zhang Haiyang's voice was short and hoarse, but the gunshot wound on his arm did not affect his keen intuition.