"I understand!" Sergei also understood this truth in the woods. After agreeing, he immediately commanded the Gruu and the people who were airborne the 74th Division to quickly get up and move forward. Of course, he did not forget the Abkhazi people. But these Abkhazi people were as uncontrollable as ever. After urging them several times, only a small number of Abkhazi people stood up and quickly followed them, while more Abkhazi people remained in place and looked for avoidance and dared not move casually.

Outside the woods, Saimolov didn't care about these Abkhazis who were afraid of the enemy and were afraid of the enemy and fought. He quickly looked at the mortars that were firing shells and shouted loudly: "The artillery fire extends eastward! Extend!!!"

Just as Semolov tried to change the shelling area, the area of ​​the shelling of the Americans on the East Coast changed first. The shelling paused briefly, and after the restart, dense shells fell into the woods, which was closer to the direction of the river.

This made Sergei and the others who were attacking suddenly fall into trouble. Because the flares were already broken at this moment, their speed was seriously affected. They could only watch the shells fall down toward them one after another, which made them slow down their speed while constantly causing casualties. The worst thing was that the originally compact team slowly became disconnected, and the distance between them became larger and larger. Whether vertical or horizontal, they were stretched out due to the inconsistent movement speed and their respective avoidance. Soon some people disappeared from each other's vision, and ran out in different directions after getting up again. Some people were even lost, and they didn't know where they were going in the dark woods.

The worst of the people were the Abkhazi people. These people who were originally passive to avoid war were in the center of this shelling. It can be said that they were blooming everywhere here. These people had no other place to hide beside the trees, but these trees could not block the shock wave caused by the explosion. They could only be killed directly by the shock wave or by the explosion while the trees were swallowed by the explosion.

This made the Abkhazi people unable to withstand it quickly. Some people stopped hiding, but did not continue to move forward, but got up and ran out toward the place where they set out by the woods.

With the first one, they soon had the two, three, four, five, and six below. After a moment, waves of people rushed out in a hurry. Although the running people could not reduce the possibility of being bombed, in fact, not only did they not reduce, but also increased the possibility of being affected by the explosion. However, fear made them not care about these things at all, and they just ran back without looking back. Even if they saw someone being blown up after running far, even if someone hit the tree because they couldn't see the way clearly, or fell down by flying fragments, etc., they could not stop the still alive.

"Stop!" Semolov looked at the people who ran out of the woods one after another and shouted: "Stop! Stop! If you don't stop, I'm going to shoot!"

Although Semolov shouted seriously, he would not really shoot. After all, it was Abkhazia. Shooting their own armed forces here would cause trouble and be a big trouble. What's even more sad is that these people didn't take Semolov's words seriously at all. Not only did none of these people stop, but they still didn't stop after running out of the woods and quickly disappeared on the road.

Seeing everything in front of him, Semolov felt deeply powerless. He gave up completely against these Abkhazi people. The only thing he could do now was to stabilize Sergei and the others, and not let the escape of these Abkhazi people affect other people still in the woods.

Thinking of this, Semolov immediately contacted Sergei again. His purpose was very simple, which was to stabilize them, at least let Sergei stabilize them.

At this moment, Sergei was actually doing this, so after hearing Semolov ask him to keep his subordinates as much as possible, he didn't let Semolov finish his words and said, "I need a flare! We can't even see the way clearly now and can't continue moving forward. I need someone to fire a flare or we will all be bombed here!"

Hearing Sergei say this, Semolov immediately looked at the place where someone had fired flares on the edge of the woods. At this moment, it was pitch black and there was nothing else there. He quickly turned his head and looked at it. He wanted to find someone to see if there were still people alive, but after looking around, he could not find anyone except the Abkhazi people who could not trust him at all. So he picked up the radio station again and said, "Don't you carry flares there? Did you throw them all to the Abkhazi people?"

Sergei heard Semolov's words and shouted: "Our people were broken up. The situation here is much worse now than you think! I don't know how many people are following me at all. So I need to let everyone see each other, and I have to let everyone know where they are, at least they know where I am."

Hearing Sergei say this, Semolov took a heavy breath and said, "Okay! I'll take responsibility. I'll do it!" After that, he suddenly got up and ran towards the woods.

A moment later, he came to this area on the edge of the woods that had just been bombarded. He found several corpses here. He could not determine whether these corpses were the ones who were responsible for flares before. After searching for a while, he did not find what he needed. However, while he was searching, a person suddenly crawled out from a tree not far from him that had been blown up.

Semolov quickly looked at the man and said, "Flag! Where are the flares?"

The man was obviously a little dazed by the bombing. It was not until Semolov repeated him twice before he could react to what Semolov said. The man quickly got up and worked hard for a while. After a moment, a flare finally flew into the sky.

The flare quickly illuminated the entire forest, and the first thing Semolov saw was the mess in the woods.

The trees, corpses, and the wounded people crawling in the darkness were more of the Abkhazis who were rushing to escape with the light. All of this was quickly consuming the little confidence that Semolov had already left.
Chapter completed!