Chapter 151: The Battle of the Barracks (13)

The gang outside the walls now embodies the qualities that the rabble organized by the counts does not have at all. They themselves had been battered and badly damaged at the moment, and they had no backup because of the attacks launched by Milk, Pulcic, and Milic. Compared to the people who were attacked by Milk and the others under the barracks, they were relatively safe, after all, they could retreat if they couldn't fight, but these people were already in danger of being cut off. But they didn't panic too much, and no one panicked to flee, they quickly organized their men on the front line of the wall and the gate and spread them out to start a counterattack. That posture looked like it was ready to stop us here, buying time for those below to adjust and organize a counterattack.

Needless to say, no one here will give each other any chance. I saw that after a while, all kinds of things that could be exploded landed on the front line of the fence and the gate. In the intervals between the explosions, machine guns were heard, and Trovic's MG42 was roaring. Others, under cover, quickly attacked the wall and gate from the junction of Sector A and CD on both sides of the barracks.

At the moment, I and two Serbian wounded men were left here, and Jugovic continued the attack with men. Naturally, the three of us didn't continue to participate, and we were able to pick up the gun and continue to fight. All three of us have bad arms and legs, and it can only be a burden to go.

I limped through the dilapidated pit to Trovic, who was working on mg42. From his point of view, he was striking heavily at a section of the wall near which there were people on the other side, who tried to fight back from time to time, but MG42's fire was too fierce, and the long chain of bullets seemed to have no end in sight, suppressing them all the time, leaving them with no chance to fight back effectively.

"I use the thing which I can fry together! Breakthroughs one by one! I said through the communicator.

"Arranged!" The voice of the oil bottle came, "But we don't have much ammunition. โ€

"Leave the ammunition alone! Let's talk about beating the other party back! Just hit at the point where Trovic is striking, first clear the enemy in front of the C area, let Yugovic take it around from the opponent's side, and flank the other remaining enemies in the gate! I said.

A moment later, something suddenly flew out of Area B, followed by a violent explosion right in front of Trovic. The explosion was short and intense, and after it subsided, there was no movement, and Yugovic, who had attacked from Area D, quickly approached with his men and began to attack in the direction of the gate.

"Looks like there's nothing to do with me here." Trovic said as he beckoned his companion to begin to pack up and prepare for the transfer.

"Well played! The next goal is to drive them all down near the gate! "I called.

"Understood! Prepare to attack! "The oil bottle should arrive.

And just as they were preparing to attack again, the opponent began to retreat. They are not fools, their flanks are breached, they cannot organize an effective counterattack from the front, and if they are covered again they will all die here. But they were still not chaotic, they were a real retreat, although they were retreating in disadvantage, but they were very orderly.

Seeing such a scene, I immediately said, "Don't chase too hard." Have grenades and grenades ready to fire your stingers. Use these things to drive them away and drive them down! โ€

As soon as I finished speaking, the attack just now fell on the gate, and the explosion directly blew up the remaining gate and door frame, and the fragments flew out. The people on the other side who had left behind to cover the retreat of the others were suddenly covered by the explosion, and from my point of view, a heavy end of casualties would definitely not be able to escape.

At this moment, the opponent's cannonballs fell with a whistling sound. Shot after shot exploded in Zones C and B. Judging from the landing point, this shelling is not an attack in the real sense, it should be an attempt to suppress our attack and cover the retreat of those people.

"Hidden! Beware of concealment! "I looked at Trovic, who was holding his gun and preparing to shift his position.

The shelling was very dense, but it didn't last long before it stopped. Just as the shelling stopped, Milk's voice came to his ears, "Gypsy! Hear me? Are you still alive? โ€

"Alive! How are you doing there? "Hearing Milk's voice again from the communicator means they're close to us.

"It feels good not to be on that damn phone anymore! Ha ha. Good news for you, Milic said that Kostic is gathering those who are willing to fight NATO, and there are already more than 100 people in the group. Milk said.

I smiled, and the news sounded exciting at first glance. But what about the reality? Assembling? It's just far away from water and near fire. "I want to know more about Ke Qiman." I said.

"Let Milic tell you about this after we meet. Pulciฤ‡ and his men had already raided the rear of the Eastern Battalion from the other side, and the Eastern Battalion was currently busy protecting itself. The only thing standing between you and me is the Earl. Ha ha! Milk laughed.

Hearing Milk say this, I quickly simulated in my mind the approximate location of several of our sides. It is estimated that most of the Eastern Battalion was near the road, and the Count's men were closer to the barracks before the Eastern Battalion. Milk: They were most likely attacking from the Earl's flank. Pulcich attacked the flank and rear of the Eastern Battalion, which is perhaps the reason why the enemy shelling quickly stopped.

"Has the opponent's artillery been served?" I asked.

"They don't have a chance to open fire." Pulcic's voice rang out, "The men of the Eastern Battalion are drawing closer to the Count.

"Rush out of the barracks! Speed up the attack! "When I heard Pulsic say this, I immediately said through the communicator, "Milk, block the Count, and don't let them join up with the Eastern Battalion. โ€

I can't let them gather at this moment, whether they want to continue to attack or break through, I can't let them gather, after all, my manpower is still not more than the opponent's people at the moment, and now I am fighting like this, in fact, relying on a wave of surprise attacks to make the other party lose momentum, and what I have to do is to take advantage of the chaos to continue to cover up and break them up. On the other hand, if they are brought together and stand firm and breathe, then I will face a difficult battle situation again, after all, I have no reinforcements at the moment, and I don't count on those who are so-called gathering, but what about the other side? The other side may still have the power to mobilize. I can't bet, at least not on things that are not under my control. So I must and can only use these people in front of me to repel the enemy on our own!

The men attacking from Area A were the first to reach the gate, and when they got there, they threw grenades at the road leading to the barracks. Yugovich quickly flanked from one side and came to the gate after clearing out a few enemies who had not retreated and had not been killed.

I stood up and staggered towards the gate, and as I approached the gate, I looked down. The war in the West is in the vicinity of the highway at the moment. On the line from the barracks to the road, the deployment of the other side has been disjointed. Except for some who had retreated from us and were moving towards us, there was no one else between us and the road, which meant that there was no one to answer those who had retreated.

"Do you want to keep chasing?" The old guy Yugovich looked at me and shouted.

"Chase!" I answered in the affirmative. If you don't chase at the moment, when will you chase? I've thought about it before, it's all like this tonight, now it's my chance, what else do I hesitate about? "Vurich, uncle, you lead people to continue the attack, and go down with Tosiฤ‡. Drag the oil bottle with people to stay and clean up here to take care of the wounded. โ€

"Gypsies! The Eastern Battalion defended on both sides of the road. Attacks are hard to sustain. Pulcic's voice came.

"Don't rush to attack! Put yourself in a good position and hide yourself. I've already let the mortars pass, and it's up to you to direct them in the shelling! I continued, "Milk, the enemy is approaching you with those who have retreated from the barracks, so be careful to allocate men to attack them!" โ€

"Understood! I've been waiting for them for a long time! As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of gunfire rang out from the direction of the highway, and I saw that many of the people who had just retreated from me were shot, but they did not stop at this moment, but continued to rush in the direction of the highway.

"Gypsies, hurry up and get the people in the barracks out and attack! The Earl's people are desperately trying to get closer to the Eastern Battalion, and the people of the Eastern Battalion are also planning against them, and I am under a lot of pressure! Milk said.

"Hold on! Tosic is already out and ready to shell them! I said.

After setting up the mortars, Tosic and two men followed Yugovic and Vuriฤ‡ as they approached the road. This is presumably due to Tosic's preparation for direct observation and directing the shelling.

After a while, two shells flew out, and after two explosions the artillerymen got busy, and then a dense number of shells flew out in waves. Explosions were heard in the direction of the road.

About three minutes after the shelling, Milk's voice came to his ears, "Prepare to attack!" Attack on three sides at the same time! โ€

Soon, the shelling stopped, and as soon as the shelling stopped, the gunfire rang out, and the three-sided assault began. The old fellow Eunice came to my side at some point, and he took out the little metal flask, and poured it into his mouth with a trembling hand. This shows that the old guy is still very excited at the moment. This is not because of the trembling of fear, but usually because of the adrenaline secretion caused by the battle.

"Really... It's so fucking exciting... It actually made you fight like this in the end. No wonder our people were beaten like that in Chechnya back then. The old guy took two more sips after speaking, "It's much more exciting than being a thief." โ€

"Didn't you fight the Yankees in Baghdad? Isn't it exciting? I asked.

The old guy smiled reluctantly, "It's far worse than here." There we were no match at all, and we were quickly crushed. Running running, dead dying, scattered. If we could all play at this level, we probably wouldn't know each other. โ€

At this moment, Milk's voice came, "This guy from the Earl has broken through!" He began to break through with people! โ€

A new week, a new battle is about to begin.

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