Accompanied by a short and sharp roar, a shell suddenly landed next to the slowly moving forward spitfire chariot. The metal fragments produced by the explosion and the gravel and silt stirred up on the outer wall of the chariot. The six German navy soldiers within ten meters subconsciously crawled down. ([.c[o?m(

Worried about the safety of the soldiers under his command, Dibalt hurriedly called out: "Is anyone injured?"

The 6 Navy soldiers following Dibart looked at me, I looked at you, and then gave a negative answer.

Before Dibalt ordered the soldiers to continue moving forward, two shells passed by the top of their heads with a heart-pounding sound like an iron spoon scraping porcelain plate. The young non-commissioned officer was suddenly pressed to the ground by the huge fear in his heart. He wanted to stay motionless until the end of the battle, but on the battlefield, the safest state was by no means staying still in the open area.

In a moment, several soldiers from the fire support squad rushed up and brought a 6o mm mortar. This curved fire weapon is easy to operate and easy to carry. It can swing a high shooting accuracy in the hands of well-trained soldiers. It is suitable for attacking targets outside 5o meters and within 6o meters without dead angles.

Dibalt, who was amnesty, shouted at the top of his throat: "Mortar group, attack the enemy infantry in the front right! Riflemen, cover the light machine gun group and follow up!"

Although the firepower of the defenders was still fierce, the soldiers of the Allied Power who were put into the attack were obviously gradually adapting to this high-intensity and high-pressure combat rhythm. A squad of machine gunners, carrying the mg-3o light machine guns that used drums to supply bullets, stride and reach about four or five meters behind Dibalt. Then they skillfully set up the machine gun, opened the security, aimed, and shot several short shots at the exposed US infantry on the right. At this time, the secondary machine gunner with backup drums stumbled and followed. ┢.                                                                                                                                                                                     

After firing the last round of bullets, the machine gunner shouted sternly: "Change the drum!"

This powerful voice greatly encouraged Dibalt, who was hesitant, to clench his fists and suppress the fear and hesitation in his heart. After calmly examining the situation around him, he quickly stood up, bowed his waist like a leopard, lowered his head and ran forward, waving his hand to greet the riflesmen to follow up.

Seeing the acting platoon leader leading the way, the soldiers had no extra thoughts and got up and rushed forward. In a blink of an eye, the combat team followed the fire-breathing tank again. But before Dibalt could take a breath, two US infantrymen poked their heads out of a bullet crater in front of their right. One of them suddenly threw out a dark object twice the size of an ordinary grenade. The guy flew out more than 20 meters, only sixty or seventy centimeters away and hit the Mark V-shaped chariot at the vanguard that was advancing while fire. After landing, the dark object immediately became fierce.

During the violent explosion, Dibalt could feel the powerful power of the explosion at a distance of more than 30 meters. Although the "battlefield bulldozer" in front was not hit directly, it stopped immediately after the explosion. It must be that the driver was worried about the enemy's infantry anti-armored weapons. The machine gun on the front of the tank fired back and forth at the area where two American soldiers emerged, but they had already retracted into the rebound crater. Judging from the ballistics of the chariot coaxial machine gun, its chariot cannon was unable to carry out a defensive attack on targets that were close to the point due to the limit of the shooting angle.

Following the slowly moving forward, Dibalt practiced his head protruding, carefully evaluating the target's position and distance, then grabbed the arm of a soldier beside him and ordered him loudly: "Go and notify the mortar team to attack the area 30 degrees in the front right and 90 meters away. First, shoot three shells. If you don't see me stop shooting, then continue shooting, do you understand?"

After looking at Dibart for a few seconds, the soldier from Danze nodded resolutely.═┝┝┟╞.(After the advance just now, they are now more than thirty meters away from the mortar team, not far away, but every step is full of danger.

At this moment, a crisp and loud sound was heard, and the fire-fire tank in front of him slowly stopped. Dibalt didn't know whether it was broken or the crew took the initiative to stop it. He didn't have time to think about it so much at this time. In order to cover his companions and pass on tactical instructions, he took a deep breath and signaled several riflemen around him to fire with him. Then he poked out half of his body from the side of the tank, raised his pistol and shot eight in a row, and fired all the bullets in the magazine in one breath, although these 8mm bullets did not pose any threat to the US military fortress.

Just as Dibalt flashed back to the back of the chariot, a bright yellow light appeared in his sight, and a burning fire whip flew forward with a falling arc, with a blazing flames on the ground.

The ability to spit fire means that the chariot was at least not destroyed. Dibalt breathed a little relieved. He leaned against the rear of the chariot and replaced the magazine with his trembling hands. At this time, the soldier who returned to send the order had already arrived at the place where the mortar team was located.

"Good!" Dibalt applauded his soldiers in his heart.

After obtaining clear instructions, the mortarist adjusted the firing angle and fired the first shell after half a minute. When Dibalt looked at the head, he found that the landing point was only two or three meters away, which was completely a normal firing error of the mortar.

From counting to six, the second mortar shell landed on the ground, and the explosion was at the edge of the crater where the two American infantry were hiding. They had just avoided the flame attack of the German spitfire tanks, and this time they probably wouldn't be so lucky.

The third mortar shell did not fall into the crater accurately, so Dibalt did not give his mortar team a ceasefire gesture. They then projected four at a higher frequency. The seventh mortar shell finally found its position. Seeing the broken limbs in the crater, Dibalt quickly raised his right arm, spread his five fingers, and signaled the mortar team to stop firing.

About ten minutes later, the fire caused by the Spitfire tank gradually extinguished, and there was no one in the 100-meter area in front of the US fortress group, and the air was filled with a burning and unpleasant smell. Before the armoured forces and naval infantry entered this hot purgatory, the field artillery of the Alliance team once again implemented a wave of fast and fierce artillery fire covering the US fortress area. Moreover, this time more than 20 SF2O self-propelled artillery equipped with 1O5mm howitzers appeared behind the offensive troops. Their direct aiming artillery fire was quite accurate, and the use of armor-piercing grenades could cause great damage to reinforced concrete targets.

For Dibalt and all the officers and soldiers of the 6th Navy team who were on the front line, a little wait means a little rest. They sorted out ammunition, adjusted their emotions, and dealt with their injured companions. They just waited for the offensive order to attack and launched an attack under the guidance of a tank or an armored vehicle.

When it is time to win or lose, the US military officers and soldiers in the fortress area no longer retain it. Every cannon that can be fired and every machine gun that can still be operated is firing. Many infantry left the fortress and entered the preset anti-armor bunker or temporary shooting position, preparing to use all available weapons to withstand this round of impact from the opponent, and then the next round, the next round, until the support troops arrive and counterattack...

On one side, there is a high fighting spirit and a sure victory, while on the other side, there is a heavy duty and unprecedented will. What the two collided is not only Mars, but also a war song composed by countless lives!

Following the armored assault group through the dangerous obstacle zone, the soldiers of the German Navy 6 team of the two regiments finally set off a gray-green surging wave. The rifle soldiers covered the blasting soldiers and fire-breaking soldiers into the outer trenches of the defenders and engaged in bloody close combat with the remaining American officers and soldiers. In the field trenches that were only 80 cm wide and about 160 cm deep, bullets shuttled and went back and forth, grenades were flying in the air, bayonets were shining with shovels, and engineer shovels were mud and blood...

One, two, three... Dibalt had no intention of experiencing the sense of killing. However, after leading the soldiers into the defending trenches, the exquisite Ruger pistol became a weapon to kill people. Thanks to his agile skills and flexible reactions, Dibalt was always able to shoot the other party first when he encountered American soldiers. Of course, this has a lot to do with the German Navy's traditional style of fighting the 6th battle. Many American soldiers were completely confused by the opponent's unreasonable attack method. They panic and wanted to retreat to the fortress or deep shooting bunker for orderly defense. After taking a few steps, they found that there were enemies everywhere around.

Attack, advance, attack, advance... The platoons of the German Navy's sixth battle units were like sharp blades, which pierced the defense line in an unreal way, crushing the resistance of the US troops, and quickly approached those fortresses that were like mushrooms or mountain rocks. Although they had experienced multiple rounds of artillery fire and bombing of the Alliance Team, the US military's fortress group cleverly constructed by the terrain and vegetation were not high. Large craters could be seen on the outer walls of many fortresses, but the thick walls were not penetrated. The defenders still resisted through the shooting ports of these fortresses, which showed the solidity of these fortifications. However, fortresses that were not destroyed by heavy artillery shells and aviation bombs, and fortresses that were not highly technically content, often do not have such strong resistance to blasting barrels, flamethrowers and even ordinary grenades. As for those chariots equipped with long-barrel artillery guns, direct aiming shots of five or six hundred meters can also pose a fatal threat to them.
Chapter completed!