"Damn Irish! Damn English! Damn Welsh! Damn Austrian! Damn Spanish! Damn American! Damn American! All of these despicable and shameless invaders go to hell!"

Somewhere in front of the Dumfries line, a Scottish soldier wearing glasses held an Enfield bolt rifle and lay obliquely on the edge of the trench, muttering curses at the enemy.

The Irish were put first because they were the leaders of this war. They declared war on the grounds that Scotland unilaterally violated the agreement. In addition to directly sending troops to attack Scotland, they also paid money and supplies to encourage England to join the war, and arranged a group of so-called "international volunteers" to join the battle. Once the battle was started, no matter what the outcome was, there would be a lot of people and mess everywhere!

The English were placed second because they were not only the country that sent the most troops in this war, but also provided the most direct springboard for the coalition forces to invade Scotland. With the sound of cannons, hundreds of thousands of English soldiers took the lead and flocked in. The snow-white St. George's flag was once again stained with the blood of the Scots!

The Welsh people were placed third because in the late 1930s, Scotland regarded Wales as a natural ally and provided a lot of assistance to them during the period when their economy was still very difficult. After the Irish army occupied Wales, Scotland long supported the Welsh resistance organizations, hoping that they would one day drive away the invaders. However, as time went by, most of the Welsh people were "buyed" by the growing economic and trade and the increasing social welfare. They not only forgot hatred, but also willingly supported the Irish monarch, and even joined his army, obeyed his orders, and turned their guns to their former friendly neighbors!

As for the Austrians, Spanish, and Americans, they are nominally "volunteers", but they are actually for the purpose of brushing experience and practicing technology. The number of people participating in these countries is not large, either the elite among the elites or the technical arms with their own characteristics. The Austro-Hungarian Empire's land heavy artillery, the Spanish anti-aircraft artillery troops, the Americans' self-propelled radar and howitzer groups are all directly involved in the battle, especially the Austro-Hungarian Empire and the United States' technical weapons, which have a lot of help to the coalition offensive.

In addition, Germany, which did not directly send troops to the war, also gave great help to the coalition forces in terms of arms and materials. Most of the combat vehicles equipped by the English army were purchased from the Germans. The main weapon of the English armored forces was the upgraded model of the Teutonic Knight. On the other hand, on the Scottish side, most of the combat vehicles were outdated British goods, and were self-developed and produced, purchased from the United States and the Soviet Union in the early years, and recently obtained from Japan. It was not enough to piece together two standard German armored divisions...

In the trench, an elderly local non-commissioned officer yelled in Scottish with a northern accent: "Brothers, our ammunition is getting less and less, and the supply in the rear is not transported yet. We have a clear conscience to be able to hold on until now! Next, we will use up all the bullets and use up all the grenades. Don't think about fighting bayonets with the enemy and retreat directly to the rear! If you don't have time to retreat and are caught up by the enemy, what should you do? You will plan your own plans!"

To the anxious Big Max, he heard that these words were like the warm wind in the middle of winter and the cool summer drinks, which made him suddenly feel energetic. He had just survived the bombing of the coalition forces, and then faced the coalition's flood-like ground offensive. Without air supremacy, lack of artillery support, and basically interrupted logistics supplies, there was no hope of victory in this battle!

"Who is it? Who is shaking the morale of the army? Shut up!" a native Scottish officer roared, "For thousands of years, there have been only Scots who died in battle, and no Scots who ran away!"

At this moment, the Japanese who supervised the battle waved a cold sword and shouted in his sarcastic tone: "It is useless to just teach a lesson to cowards who are afraid of fighting! Only swords and blood can let the soldiers see the reality clearly - fighting bravely and there is still a glimmer of vitality. Turning around and running away will lead to a dead end!"

Big Max's location was relatively close, and he could hear clearly what the Japanese said, so he frowned and glared, and cursed "crazy".

During daily training, the soldiers have had enough of this exhausted guy, and they all use insults and teasing to relieve their anger. In this war that has nothing directly to Japan, this guy's crazy performance is even more in line with the image of a "madman".

The local Scottish officer obviously also like the soldiers. He disliked this self-righteous Japanese, but due to the form of supervision set by the top military leaders, he could only detour and not force himself. He spoke in a singular tone and said loudly: "I have listened to everyone. Without my orders, no one is allowed to retreat without authorization! For deserters, the supervisor has the right to kill directly!"

In the last sentence, he deliberately changed his speech speed to remind his soldiers to retreat without authorization, so he gave the "crazy" a statement to kill the deserter.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

As the coalition offensive forces approached the defense line, several war defense artillery deployed on the front line emitted a stubborn roar. These light and easy-to-use direct-sighted artillery have been used as standard infantry weapons since the reorganization of the Scottish armament, and can easily deal with light tanks, armored vehicles and ordinary fortifications. They can also kill early models of "Teutonic Knights" and "Celtic Knights" at a relatively close range, but facing the upgraded models of "Teutonic Knights" and even new generations of combat vehicles such as "Irish Tigers" and "Irish Leopards", they can almost only be used to tickle the other party.

The light war defense artillery of the defenders did not pose a substantial threat to the coalition tanks in the attack, but this does not mean that the defense line of the Scottish army will be crushed by the coalition tanks. The Japanese, who suffered a great loss in the face of the Soviet steel torrent, have developed several long-range and powerful war defense artillery over the years, and exported them to Scotland very generously, and even sent special instructors to train Scottish gunners. Although these artillery numbers are too small and Scotland does not have the ability to produce corresponding ammunition, it is difficult to turn the tide. At least on the first day of the war, they still performed well in the fierce battle surrounding Dumfries. Most of the coalition war chariots destroyed in front of the position were given by them!

The Scottish soldiers in the frontier positions were nervous and nervously waiting for their "heavy can opener" to show their power, but the expected thunder roar did not appear for a long time. Instead, their front line of trenches were continuously bombarded by enemy field artillery and chariot artillery.

Whoosh...boom!

The coherent sound of shells hitting and eventually exploded is one of the most basic factors on the battlefield. Sometimes they are far away from themselves, and what is far away is like thunder in the sky. Sometimes they are very close to themselves, so close that it makes people feel that they will kill themselves.

Big Max was lying on the edge of the trench. Before he could even glad that he had lived a few more minutes on this dangerous battlefield, he heard the roar of Brown-type machine guns and Taisho 11 machine guns coming from the nearby machine gun bunker. The former had been in service for less than 20 years, with good accuracy and reliability, but the firepower was weak. The latter had been in service for nearly 30 years, with good accuracy, and the reliability and continuous output were outrageously weak. Relying on these light weapons to fight against well-equipped coalition forces, the battle was actually at a disadvantage before the battle started.

"Rifleman, open fire! Open fire! The brave are alive, the timids die!"

The native Scottish officers walked back and forth along the trench, shouting famous quotes used by the Scots.

As soon as Big Max raised his head, the helmet on his head was hit by the bullets shot towards him. Under the huge impact, the buckle on the helmet almost strangled him to death. His ears buzzed, his head was blank, and his vision was filled with diffuse smoke, flying dust and the constantly falling bullet shells...

After a while, the poor man's consciousness finally recovered a little. When he got up with difficulty, his ears were filled with the sound of the engine's roar and the friction of the tracks. According to his experience the day before, the enemy's chariots might have advanced to the front of the position. Look at himself, there are still Scottish soldiers fighting in the trench, but the number is much smaller than before. Those "disappeared" were either buried by the soil raised by the explosion, or dragged away by their companions or medical staff...

Big Max dropped the deformed steel helmet, rolled and crawled, picked up a complete one, and quickly put it on. At this moment, he saw the Japanese man who had been cursed countless times. The guy's eyes were wide open, his eyes were empty, and his chest was covered with blood. He must have been pierced by shrapnel.

"Hey, isn't this the fool Yamada, the general in our company? He will die?" A Scottish soldier next to him seemed to have discovered a new continent.

"Yes, Yamada is dead!" Big Max responded blankly.

"What are you waiting for?" the Scottish soldier shouted, "Captain Jorgenson! Captain! Yamada is dead!"

In just a short while, the local Scottish officer staggered to the scene with a bloody face. Seeing the Japanese corpse, he blurted out: "Will this guy die?"

"Captain, the supervisor has been killed, and our bullets have been exhausted, and there is no left! Are we going to fight the enemy's chariot with bayonets next?"

"Yes! The blasting grenade is gone, the explosive pack is gone, and even the molten bottle is used up! Sir, let's retreat!"

"Retreat, sir! If you don't retreat, you will be all over us!"

Hearing the soldiers' begging, the local Scottish officers looked up from side to side. After the enemy's repeated attacks, there were no more soldiers left on this position. He was shaken, and the retreat order was almost at his mouth, but he hesitated and wandered because he knew very well that once the retreat order was issued, the entire company and even the soldiers on the surrounding positions would give up fighting, and this unorganized retreat would likely cause the collapse of the entire defense line.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "No, without orders from superiors, even if all the members are killed, we cannot retreat without authorization!"
Chapter completed!