"One-two! Three! In the engineering unit, a group of soldiers pushed the fixed pedal between the two pontoon wheels, and the engineers on standby around instantly fixed the pedal with tools.

A huge pontoon bridge was just like that across the Malen River, and before the smoke from the erection of the pontoon bridge had dissipated, an M4 tank rolled up its tracks and rushed onto the pontoon.

This tank was followed by one tank after another. On the other side of the pontoon, a larger pontoon bridge has been erected to the center of the river. There are also countless boats surrounding the giant pontoon bridge, transporting all kinds of materials for building the bridge.

Between the two pontoon bridges, on countless assault boats, army soldiers wearing life jackets, leaning on the inside of the bumpy hull, quickly passed through this wide river.

And on the south bank of the Malen, the soldiers of Ellan Hill, who had already reached the bank of the river, with their weapons in hand, bent down and rushed into the defensive positions that had been unrecognizable.

The original trenches have now been destroyed by artillery fire, and they are no longer visible. Scattered sandbags and around the long-destroyed and incomplete bunker fortifications, enemy resistance was almost zero.

The Iran Hill soldier with a flamethrower spewed a pungent smell of fire at the bunker that he didn't know if there were any living people inside, and where it was stained with tar, the fire kept beating for half a day without extinguishing it.

Soldiers carrying AK-47 assault rifles jumped into the trenches and found the remains of puppet soldiers littered with the remains of puppet soldiers, as well as the bodies of human puppet empire soldiers lying on the ground that had been shattered.

Butts and parts such as Mauser 98K rifles can be seen faintly, and occasionally grenades and scattered bullets can be seen, as well as broken cartridge transport boxes.

Between the corpses and the wreckage, knelt some puppet Imperial soldiers with their hands held high. They shouted that they hadn't fired, and begged for forgiveness from the Irlanhill soldiers.

Amid a shout of surrender, another huge hovercraft rushed onto the riverbank, sending an entire company of heavily armed infantry to the riverbank.

The jeep moved sideways on the beach, and the soldiers sitting in the jeep held 12.7mm heavy machine guns in the back of the jeep, staring at the puppet Imperial soldiers who had gathered together after being captured.

Soon, the tank troops crossed the Malen River, hundreds of tanks began to expand into the surrounding defensive positions, and the covering troops crossing the river, as well as the smoke from the pontoon bridges, began to dissipate over time.

However, as expected, the puppet empire's blocking artillery fire did not arrive, and the gunfire of the entire position was sparse and fragmented so far.

More than half of the pillboxes and concealed positions with heavy weapons were destroyed by the artillery fire that had been prepared before. As for the rest of the part, the defenders inside had long been in no mood to continue fighting, and when they saw Iran Hill's army killed, they immediately handed over their weapons.

Inside a crater, several demons who were stubbornly resisting, as well as dozens of soldiers of the puppet empire, were firing non-stop with their weapons.

They were one of the few small units in the neighborhood who dared to return fire, and the soldiers fired their rifles and Makqin heavy machine guns into the thick fog, as if to prove their determination to resist to the end.

However, their attacks did little to trouble the landing of Elan Hill, and as the fog began to dissipate, Elan Hill's forces finally discovered that they still had the remnants of the enemy around them.

Leaning against the edge of the trench, the Iran Hill soldier removed the infrared binoculars in front of him and shouted loudly to his comrades: "11 o'clock!" About 200 meters! Let the armored units or air cavalry clean up the garbage! ”

The soldier holding the walkie-talkie in his hand nodded, and called for support into the microphone: "Coordinates 33-51!" There are enemy troops firing! There are enemy troops firing! ”

The sound on the radio caught the attention of the gunship pilot hovering in the sky. The weapon operator in front of him, who was already looking for targets that could be attacked, immediately adjusted the search mode after hearing the contact of the ground forces.

"I saw it, the infrared signature was obvious! There are no identification marks of friend or foe! Not allies! I fired! I fired! "As soon as the weapon operator identified the target, he began his own attack.

His helicopter gunship hovered in mid-air, pointing its nose in the direction of the enemy through the smoke.

Then, in the next second, the turntable cannon equipped with the nose spewed out a fierce tongue of fire, and the rocket nest hanging under the short wings also swished out a series of rockets.

With the crater as a cover, the small army of demons and puppet imperial soldiers who resisted stubbornly was instantly drowned in the white smoke raised by the continuous explosions.

The long swords in their hands, as well as the backward Makqin and Mauser 98K rifles, were not able to play a role, and there was silence in the crater after the explosion, leaving only the faint smoke rising slightly.

In the middle of the night, a surviving demon crawled out of the floating earth. His leg had been blown off, and he was only half of his body left. He crawled twice, found a more comfortable position, leaned against it, and gasped for air.

Even at such a point, he still did not give up the long sword in his hand. He gripped the hilt of his sword and stared at the edge of the crater in front of him, waiting for the moment when the enemy approached.

Then, he saw an Iran Hill soldier with a strange device in his eyes, slowly poking his head out of the rim of the crater and looking down on him.

Standing on the edge of the crater, the Iran Hill soldier held an AK-47 assault rifle with night vision in his eyes, and looked down at the gasping demon with no pity on his face.

Then, he picked up his weapon, aimed it at the demon's face, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Suddenly!" In a short burst, the bullet pierced the demon's face, leaving deep holes in the eyes and bridge of the nose. Black blood soaked the ground, and there were no more gunshots.

In just 4 hours, 4 armored divisions, 6 mechanized infantry divisions, and 3 light infantry divisions of the 3rd Army Group in Elanhill crossed the Maren River defense line.

The entire defensive line collapsed instantly, and within 5 hours the entire line stopped resisting. Now, the puppet empire is no longer in danger to defend, and the entire rich Three Rivers Plain region has become fat under the knife of the Iran Hill troops.

The only regret is that the demon general in charge of commanding the demon troops fled with more than 2,000 demons and became the only lucky one to escape in this battle.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of puppet imperial troops, 50,000 demon troops, and 10 floating castles have all become the achievements of the sky fleet......