A symphony requires different instruments, and music on the battlefield requires different weapons to play. When all the voices join in, the battle reaches its climax.

The 406 mm caliber rocket artillery unit was as magnificent as a sea of mountains when firing a salvo, and the dust that blew up could envelop the entire launch position in a cloud of smoke and dust.

If you don't look closely, you will think that your position is under attack by the enemy, but if you look closely, you will see the spectacular sight of countless flames shooting out and flying towards the enemy's position in the distance.

In this way, a rocket can hit more than 250 kilometers, and although the landing point is not so accurate, the explosive power of the warhead can cover a range of one kilometer in diameter. Each attack by a rocket carrying a high-explosive warhead is enough to shake the enemy's defenses.

Tony watched as such rockets fell into Bjost, and watched the originally silent city of Bjoust boil again like boiling water.

Obviously, history does not intend for the city to end its own suffering. The arrival of the soldiers of Iran Hill kicked off another destruction of the city.

Truckloads of infantry passed Tony's resting camp, holding their rifles and looking indifferently at the neatly lined up T-72 tanks parked on the side of the road.

Compared with the old equipment of World War II, most of the current soldiers fighting on the southern front of Iran Hill have been replaced with more advanced individual equipment. They wore Kevlar helmets and tactical vests that could be stuffed with ceramic bulletproof plates.

The vest had pockets for magazines, and several oval grenades with prefabricated fragments were hung. At the same time, tactical flashlights, multi-purpose bayonets, pistols, and other equipment are readily available, and almost every soldier is armed to the teeth.

These elite soldiers have more sustained firepower, better protection, higher levels of training, and more satisfactory salaries than their grenadier predecessors.

Most of them serve only 150 days on the front lines, with about 200 days of rotation in the barracks and the remaining 10 days on free family leave to leave the front.

Today's army is more humane than before, but its combat effectiveness is stronger - what supports these soldiers is will and ideals, responsibility and faith. Through ideological and moral education, they, like Tony, realize that this is a war for the survival of mankind, so they must go all out.

More and more soldiers are giving up their vacations, and even when they are replaced from the front, they are learning to improve themselves and help the front line with tasks such as repairing equipment or caring for the wounded.

The combat effectiveness of such an almost professional army is amazing. Backed by countless modern weaponry, they are brave and skillful, and they never surrender because it is a life-and-death battle without prisoners.

Trucks stopped at the edge of the city's ruins after crossing Tony's camp.

The soldiers scrambled to jump out of the truck, and behind them was a mortar firing position, a row of 82mm mortars firing non-stop, raining shells into the neighborhood where the demon forces had been found.

After the platoon counted, an entire infantry company was assembled, and the soldiers, who had been ordered to check their weapons, piled their bags in the company's partially uncollapsed houses and began to collect their spare ammunition at the ammunition distribution point.

The ground was littered with tiles and black, distorted bones, and military boots creaked against them. After a hurried command, the soldiers began to carefully advance towards the city center with their weapons in hand.

Humans don't have the physical strength of demons, nor do they have the blessings of magic, so they must rely on their own experience, wisdom, and weapons to defeat their opponents.

Thankfully, they were soldiers of Ellan Hill, and their country provided them with everything they needed. Even the kettle hanging from the back of their waist is a high-tech product made of special materials.

"Search all the buildings carefully! Every room has to be checked! Demons can hide in any room! Don't leave any dead ends unturned! Call for support as soon as you encounter a deliberate target! "All the commanders are reminding their men.

Every unit was given orders before the operation to minimize casualties, and this is a basic principle that every unit adheres to.

Overhead, the rocket nests on either side of the UH-1 Air Cavalry helicopter that covered them were majestic, and the Gatling guns sticking out of the fuselage of the planes on the side brackets were watching everything around them.

At the slightest hint of wind and grass, ammunition rains down on the target, and then more powerful fire covers everything around.

Since a year ago, this war has been a war of attrition of steel for Iran Hill. Every day, hundreds of tons of metal made into ammunition are consumed, and discarded bullet casings are turned out for every inch of land that front-line soldiers walk.

Near the center of the city, another castle collapsed to the ground. There were no high-rise buildings in the first place, but now the situation is more like a flat land.

More than half of the buildings were reduced to rubble, and the walls that had not collapsed stood like the nails of the devil in the middle of piles of corpses and bones.

There were impartially burned furniture and wooden buildings everywhere, and from time to time demon dogs rushed through the cracks in the ruins, like huge rats that had seen light in the sewers.

The demonic forces stationed in the city have become the direct targets of the Elanhill Forward Force to vent their anger, and the human soldiers who have watched the thousands of miles of fertile land turn into hell have long wanted to bury these alien invaders who do not know whether they are alive or dead.

So they used all means to destroy these demon forces left in the city, and a string of demon dog heads hanging from wooden poles could often be seen on the roadside, and black blood flowed down the wooden poles, staining the surrounding land black.

On the side of such a totem, there is often a wall that has not collapsed, and black blood stains are splashed on the wall. Higher up, a sign full of hatred would be written in black blood: "Demon! Die! ”

Later generations have most of their impressions of the Battle of Berjost stuck in a famous photo of a war correspondent, in which three human soldiers each carry the head of a demon soldier and smile at the camera. And the name of this photo is called - "Hunting".