Chapter 451: Gunfire

"Watch out!" Jason ran to the other side among a group of black soldiers and hid behind the obstacle. "Damn! They are here again, stop them!"
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the raid that started at dawn was like a cruel tug of war. Many people died in the secret society, but the first minefield and the anti-infantry blade net of the No. 1 defense zone have also been completely breached.
Jason has clearly remembered that this is the fourth retreat. If he retreats again, he may be forced to enter the city. The secret society has never stopped the pressure on them. They are like always tireless lunatics, constantly harassing the last line of defense of Jason and others.
Jason was firing towards the front, and suddenly felt something behind him grabbed him.
Jason turned his head to a second-class soldier from the Marvo Army. He was lying on the ground, without his legs. "Damn!" Jason hurriedly pulled him behind the bunker. "Thank you sir..." the second-class soldier said with a trembling voice.
"You'll be fine" Jason's hands trembled a little: "Medical soldier, medical soldier!"
"Sir, I'm here!" Jason turned around and a medical soldier hurried over, followed by a string of bullets.
"Damn it!" The medic ran to Jason and cursed loudly at the secret agency machine gun opposite the position.
"He is injured, hurry up and help him!" Jason grabbed the medic.
"Okay!" The medical soldier quickly opened the first-aid kit and gave emergency treatment to the second-class soldier. He could not live long from the injuries of the second-class soldier's abdomen and legs, but he still stubbornly bandaged him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
"These bastards!" The medical soldier died in front of his own eyes, but he was powerless. This was an insult to a doctor! He cursed and threw away the gauze in his hand. He picked up his rifle and fired at the opposite side frantically.
Jason sat behind the bunker and watched the dead soldiers before him. He looked around again and witnessed more of the charge dying one by one. Many people lost their arms and legs. They lay helplessly in the trenches. Some were crying, some were cursing, and some were looking for themselves. Mutilated limbs...Everything Jason held his light machine gun tightly.
"Sir, what should we do, sir?!" The Marvo first-class soldier and several other black soldiers not far from Jason were approaching him.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"I'm very good"
"What should we do next?" After Jason, I don't know which group of secret agencies have begun to charge. He slowly stood up and said loudly: "Assemble all of us who can fight, and we will defend here together!"
"It's the sir!" A soldier quickly went to contact the soldier of his unit. "Let's cooperate with you!" A Captain of the Marvor Army shouted to Johnson in the distance. "This is really great!" Jason was happy that he found another combat company. "Captain, you stay with them and deploy your people where there are missing personnel!" Jason pointed to the backup army.
"Okay! Brothers, stay here, I invite you to drink after the war!" Jason threw a few grenades and quickly changed a magazine.
The people of the secret society conducted another large-scale charge.
"Ah, it!" Five or six secret society soldiers were knocked to the ground by the hidden machine guns. "Disperse, the opposite machine gun bunker!" a soldier from the secret society shouted. "Sniper! Where's the sniper?!" the captain of the secret society shouted. With a shot, the machine gun of the Mavor Army went silent.
Jason quickly commanded the Mavor Army to hide in one place. "Damn, they have snipers. It's a pity that our company's snipers have sacrificed their officers!" Marvo's first class soldier shouted beside him.
While talking, the machine gun on the Marvo position roared again, but soon the machine gunner was shot and killed by the secret agency's sniper again.
"It's really bad! He is suppressing our machine gun firepower from a distance."
Jason sighed and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Lin Rui, I know that at this time, your place must be a mess, but I have something wrong here. A sniper is suppressing our machine gun firepower. This situation can no longer continue. I need Yelena's support."
"No, I have got the news that the secret agency is launching a large-scale raid, which is bigger than any previous attack. So we should also play the trump card." Lin Rui said calmly, "Let your people pay attention. Hidden, I immediately ordered artillery support."
"Cannon?" Jason didn't expect this.
"All squat down and look for concealment." Jason poked out his head slightly and found out that the members of the secret society on the opposite side had rushed a certain distance away from the sniper's frantic shooting. Now they are only sixty or seventy. Rice, you can face the faces of members of the secret society.
At this moment, a strange scream sounded in everyone's ears, and the subsequent huge explosion sounded even more powerful. This is a bombardment. It is a killing blasting bomb that is really loaded with high explosives. The caliber has reached 152 mm. It is a cannon in the true sense.
This is the only artillery company of the Mawo Army, and Lin Ruixue has only really used the killer weapon until now.
The huge artillery shells exploded with shocking sound, and the explosion waves and flying shrapnel blasted the front of this position like on earth. Several members of the secret society had their heads cut off by shrapnel in an instant, and they couldn't help twitching on the ground. The red blood and white brains were mixed with the red sand that is unique to Africa, and the blood was disgusting.
The Marvo Army’s artillery has only one company, equipped with six 152-caliber artillery pieces, and its deterrence cannot be underestimated. Especially in the round just now, it was basically a rapid fire. This method of launch is different from a salvo. Instead, each gun fires at the fastest rate of fire, ensuring that as many shells as possible are fired in a short time, and the rate of fire can even exceed the design rate of fire.
So this round of shelling completely stunned the secret society. The opponent has an unknown number of heavy artillery, and the power and firing density of the guns are considered to be terrifying. After all, the secret society is an infantry unit charging in a small position, and it is almost impossible to resist this degree of artillery.
So after a round of shelling, members of the secret society were almost defeated. The power of this artillery fire is too amazing, and the position is not very open. The artillery shells fell here, and there was nothing wrong with them. Every gun took away the lives of secret society soldiers. Conan, who was in charge of commanding at the front, no longer dared to command the soldiers of the secret society to force an attack. He couldn't afford such a loss, so Conan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Withdraw!"