Chapter 85: The Great Retreat of the Jedi

"Where did this shell come from? Oops, it's a Norman battleship! ”

Second Lieutenant Rogson looked around and asked himself questions. Extrapolating from the intensity of the explosion, this was a large-caliber shell. In general, only the main guns of medium warships and howitzers of ground forces have such power, and ordinary field guns are a grade or two behind. Although the main building of the stadium did not collapse again, a large puff of gray-brown gunpowder smoke dispersed on the north side, turning the newly liberated federal soldiers and civilians into a fed of frightened rabbits, and the orderly queue at the entrance to the sewer was chaotic. At this time, a federal sergeant with an iron megaphone found out of nowhere stood on the steps of the audience and shouted: "Everyone, don't panic, follow the command!" ”

Order did not continue to deteriorate, and the retreat continued slowly. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, if it is true that the battle situation has changed, Weiss and they cannot wait for reinforcements step by step, they must consider the lives of these tens of thousands of federal soldiers and civilians, whether it is a centralized breakthrough or a scattered evacuation, they must choose a method that can ensure the safety of the majority.

Thinking of this, Weiss grabbed Ensign Rogson's arm: "Where can I observe the situation outside?" ”

The second lieutenant looked left and right, and ordered one of the soldiers: "Bablore, you take the captain up that staircase to Pratt...... Be safe! ”

As soon as Weiss got up, another rapid scream struck, followed by a deafening explosion. The landing point of the shell is still on the north side of the stadium, and it is difficult to deduce whether the shell was fired from ground artillery or an aerial battleship based on the momentum alone, but judging from the interval between the two shells in front and behind, it should not have been made by a large cannon.

Seeing that the Union soldier assigned by Second Lieutenant Rogson was a little hesitant, Weiss nodded to him with an affirmative but firm expression, and motioned for him to continue with the order. Next, the two quickly walked through the spectator seats, into the stadium's work area, found a vertical steel ladder, and climbed along it to the top edge of the stadium's exterior wall.

One of Weiss's old men in the reconnaissance battalion, Pratt Ogui, was lying on this roof to spy on the enemy.

"Hey, Pratt!" Weiss crept over.

"Hey, Captain!"

"How's it going out there? Where did the shells come from? ”

Weiss asked, squinting at the battlefield: to the south, hundreds of Union officers and soldiers were only a few hundred meters away, but in the east and west, closer than the Union troops, there were still quite a few Normans, and in the north, in the farther neighborhoods, countless enemies were spreading like a tide. It seems that the Norman counterattack has begun, and if the federal soldiers and civilians trapped in the stadium do not evacuate early, they will be involved in this fierce battle, and no one can guarantee their safety!

"There are still quite a few enemies nearby, and their firepower is very strong, and our troops will not be able to get through for a while." "The shells look like enemy ships, but I'm not sure. ”

Weiss didn't dwell too much, he held the sniper rifle in one hand, and with one hand free, he pulled out a few rows of bullets from the bullet pouch around his waist and placed them next to him, so as to speed up the reload as he continued to fire. As he prepared for battle, he asked the soldier who had led the way but had not climbed to the top edge, "Hey, Bablore, is there still a gate to use in this stadium?" ”。

"Well, Captain, according to what we have investigated, it seems that only the North, Northwest, and West Gates are still in use, and the other gates are sealed."

"Can it be blown up with explosives?"

"I think it should be."

"Well, go and tell the second lieutenant that if I can blow up the southeast gate and let him organize everyone to break through from the southeast gate, I will do my best to deal with the enemy's fire points. Just rush out, cross the bushes, and you'll be able to join our troops! Weiss commanded in a calm tone, as if he were an omnipotent superman.

"Alright, sir, I'll go. How many people do I need to help? ”

Weiss looked at the young soldier who had joined the team and was not too impressed, and replied calmly: "I don't need any of them." ”

Hearing this answer, the soldier Barblair was stunned, and Weiss had no time to explain, and directly focused on the battlefield.

A moment later, a high-pitched, rapid whistling sound fell from the sky again. Although Weiss could not capture the complete trajectory of the cannonball's flight, and could not tell which part of the flickering cannon flames were related to it, with his existing experience and observation of the battlefield, he could basically determine that the shell was fired by an enemy flying warship. A few seconds later, another screech struck, landing a short distance away, confirming Weiss's suspicion that the shells were coming from an enemy cruiser, and that it was even more accurate to infer that the Norman battleship had fired at short intervals with twin guns on the side or bow. However, the enemy's intentions were very strange, if they wanted to destroy this stadium and send the federal soldiers and civilians inside into the sky, why only use two naval guns instead of a devastating salvo? If it's to deter attacking Union troops, why not put the impact point further ahead?

It wasn't long before Soldier Barblair poked his head out of the steel ladder and said in a suppressed voice, "Captain, Second Lieutenant Rogson has asked me to report to you that we have planted explosives at the southeast gate and are about to blow it up." After the explosion, our troops took cover in front, and the others followed to break through. ”

To Bablore, Weiss only responded with a "good" word, and he turned his head to look at the soldier who was about to live and die with him: "Hey, Pratt, are you going to stay here and follow me as a hero for a while, or will you go down there and help our civilians retreat?" ”

"It's an honor to be able to fight alongside you!" Soldier Pratt replied cheerfully.

"Then get ready, you are responsible for observation, and I am responsible for sniping!" Weiss picked up his gun, and it seemed to be pitch black in the scope, but if he made close identification, he could still see the outline of the object with the help of the distant searchlight and the flashlight of the explosion. Whenever an enemy fires, there will be clear flashes of gunfire in the field of vision, some scattered, some continuously jumping. As long as the front sight is placed behind the gunfire, the probability of hitting the enemy should be three to four percent - in the battle of the early surprise attack on the Norman battleship, in order to maximize the small chance of victory, Weiss did his best to reconnoiter and fight, and the number of times he opened the special vision was close to the limit of normal energy, and at this time, every time he used the "human radar" one more time, the feeling of his body being hollowed out increased by one point. If you continue to masturbate, there is a possibility of fainting at any time. The few opportunities must be used at key points......

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the stadium, and a large puff of gray-white gunpowder smoke gushed out from the southeast corner.

The blasting was successful?

Weiss didn't look at the ground with a probe, just in time to catch a ball of muzzle flame in the scope, and he quickly fine-tuned the crosshair and pulled the trigger. He didn't care whether he had hit the enemy soldier or not, he quickly reloaded, followed the muzzle flame in his line of sight, and aimed and fired again. This went on and on, until the bullets in the magazine were exhausted, and then he moved sideways and backwards, pulling the bolt to reload the magazine.

"They're out!" Pratt reminded from the side.

Weiss loaded the bullets and took out the flare gun and flare from his backpack: "Shoot the flare to the south, two green and one red!" ”

Pratt did as he was told, he picked up his sniper rifle, and his gaze returned to the battlefield, where three coherent muzzle flames appeared, judging by the size of the light flames and the rhythm of the jumping, two were machine guns and one was a light machine gun.

With their firepower, one minute is enough to shoot hundreds of Union soldiers and civilians.

Weiss didn't hesitate without any hesitation, squinting, observing, aiming, and shooting all in one go, lasting no more than two seconds. Between reloads, he gasped for breath to cope with the extraordinary exertion of energy and physical energy, and then the coherent process of squinting, observing, aiming, and shooting. Two bullets hit two enemy shooters with unmistaken accuracy, and the fire of the enemy's two machine guns came to an abrupt halt. However, as he reloaded, the roar of the enemy cannon began again. Weiss gritted his teeth against the heavy fatigue and flicked a shot at the gun's flare, and the gun's fire stopped again, but only for a moment......

Aren't they all afraid of death?

On the one hand, it is the tenacity of the Normans beyond expectations, and on the other hand, the law of battlefield sniping that is deeply engraved in the mind. Between his own safety and the safety of thousands of soldiers and civilians, Weiss did not hesitate, bullet after bullet, only hated that the manual rifle was too slow to fire, far less than the semi-automatic rifle.

The third magazine missed, and Weiss's violent fire finally attracted the enemy's "counterattack". The previous sporadic bullets did not pose much threat to the two men lying on the roof of the stadium, but when the barrage of bullets from the machine guns swept by, they were only almost killed on the spot. Luckily, Weiss and his temporary partner hurriedly shifted positions. As they walked down the steel ladder, a cannonball whistled into the stadium and exploded in the middle of the field covered with dead grass, leaving countless debris up and scattered to cover the entire stadium. Thankfully, the number of federal soldiers and civilians stranded in the stadium has been greatly reduced at this time, otherwise, the casualties caused by this shell would have reached a very terrifying number!

Such a violent explosion shook the federal soldiers and civilians who had not had time to evacuate to the ground. Before the aftermath was over, the voice amplified by the megaphone sounded in time: "Everyone hurry up!" Keep order! Don't stop along the way! Our troops are not far away! Breaking through the enemy's blockade is victory! ”

"We can't withdraw yet!" Weiss said to Patra, "Killing one more enemy can get dozens or hundreds of compatriots out of trouble." We have to find a firing position and continue to suppress enemy fire! ”

Pratt did not hesitate: "I know where, follow me!" ”

One after the other, the two of them climbed over the broken walls, over the crumbling terraces, and over piles of rubble to a gap in the outer wall. This position is seven or eight feet lower than the top edge of the stadium, and the view is not so wide, but the angle of shooting is still there. Listening to the sound of the enemy's machine guns and seeing the deadly flames dancing in the darkness, Weiss was impatient and raised his gun to shoot, this shot was a human head, and another shot was a human head......