Just as Yan Zhi's gunfire to kill the four devils in the third-floor small building fell, the machine gun on the commanding heights of the German devils by the river rang out.

"All the ......"

"Dada......"

More than 30 MG08 Maxim heavy machine guns, known as the butchers of the battlefield, and more than 40 MG42 Tyrant heavy machine guns, hid behind huge rocks and fired recklessly, launching a tearing strangulation at the Allied machine gun positions.

The improvised bunkers on the Allied positions were continuously torn apart inch by inch under the bombardment of the MG08 battlefield butcher and the MG42 battlefield tyrant.

Powerful and brutal bullet 7.92x57 mm Mauser bullets, starting from one side of the Allied positions and tearing horizontally to the other.

The ferocious barrage of the Germans, along with the extension of the Allied machine-gun positions, formed a semi-circular radiant line, leaving layers of crimson ballistic shadows, brutally shooting the Allied soldiers.

"All the ......"

The mud on the banks of the river was flying, the improvised shields were blown to the ground with sawdust, and the bullets rubbed against the mist to emit white steam, drawing a criss-crossing trajectory that jumped and fluttered rhythmically.

The sound of the MG machine gun, which excited the German devils and frightened the Allies, resounded on both sides of the strait, completely suppressing the machine gun sound of the Allies.

MG42's ballistics jumped like elves, starting from the first machine gun of the Allied machine gun position, and continued to stretch horizontally along one side of the position to the other side of the bombardment, one bullet after another jumped and hit the machine gun and the machine gunner's steel helmet, on the head, on the face, on the hands, strangling or tearing out the fresh life, blood, brains, as the bullets passed by, burst out, bursting out of cruel blood flowers.

For a time, there was a wail from the Allied machine-gun positions.

Powerful and unreasonable Mauser bullets reap everything wherever they go.

Some of the soldiers' fingers, palms, and arms were broken and shattered by brutal 7.92x57 mm Mauser bullets, revealing white bones and bleeding profusely.

Some soldiers who were lucky enough to escape the attack of the 7.92x57 mm Mauser bullet hid in the trenches, watching the inhuman wails of their comrades, one by one they were so frightened that they hugged their heads tightly, lying motionless in the trenches, shouting that someone from the medics had been shot, and the voices of some of them even gradually changed from panic to crying.

Some soldiers could only crawl to their comrades who were constantly convulsing and bleeding in the trenches on their knees, and in a panic they pulled out their medical kits, blocked their comrades' irregular wounds torn by bullets with gauze, and shouted loudly to the medics.

"Medic, someone got shot......"

"Medic Mike, Ben was shot, Mike is coming...... Root...... Please, please, please...... Hold on to Ben and here comes Mike......"

For a time, by the small river on the Allied side, there were soldiers everywhere shouting the names of the medics, and everywhere there were soldiers begging their comrades not to leave......

Cruelty is the law of the battlefield.

The continuous flying 7.92x57 mm Mauser bullets did not pity the fresh life of the Allied soldiers, they kept jumping from left to right to blast the first time, and then followed the standard movement of the machine gun muzzle, resumed the route from right to left, and returned to the original route, mutilating the souls that had just been harvested again.

The Allied machine-gun positions were miserable, with stumps and broken arms, blood and brains, broken bones and flesh, steel helmets shattered by bullets everywhere, and scattered spare parts of machine guns everywhere.

Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz, standing in a small building with a telescope in his hand, was shocked by the sight before him, the first time he led his 3rd Airborne Brigade into battle, he was shocked by the bloody scene in front of him.

This time, Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz's 3rd Airborne Brigade attacked the German positions opposite.

The 3rd Airborne Brigade suffered almost no casualties in the battle of Omaha Beach, and when their planes flew over Omaha Beach, the 101st Airborne Division had already controlled the entire Omaha Beach, and after they landed, they only cleaned up the battlefield and had some sporadic battles with the German devils.

Therefore, Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz, who has made meritorious contributions, volunteered to let the 306th Airborne Regiment of the 3rd Airborne Brigade of his 3rd Airborne Brigade take up the main attack mission after dawn when the divisional combat headquarters was planning a sand table exercise last night.

At this time, seeing that his own machine-gun positions on the banks of the river were shattered by the powerful fire of the Germans, Brigadier General Mariano Rivera La Paz once again put all the blame on the ZG Separate Company.

He seemed to have forgotten that Company E was also involved in this raid on the German commanding heights.

"Because of these incompetent and damned soldiers of the ZG Independent Company, they did not take the commanding heights of the German positions on the opposite side on time, resulting in heavy casualties for our troops, and when this battle is over, I will report to the High Command and let them all go to the International Military Tribunal."

The German MG42 general-purpose heavy machine gun spat out blood-red tongue on the bank of the river, like an arrogant and unreasonable tyrant, and fired wildly at the Allied sappers.

MG42's bullets are like countless jumping ghosts, sweeping out of the fan-shaped attack bullet rain area.

The Allied sappers were pinned down on the bank of the river, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and could only lie on the river's edge and did not dare to raise their heads.

A few soldiers tried to get up and run back to their trenches, but before they could take two steps back, they were beaten into a hornet's nest by machine gun bullets, and fell headlong into the water, staining a large area of water red, and the smell of blood immediately attracted a large number of river fish, swimming like arrows.

Almost an entire company of Allied engineers, after losing the protection of their own machine gun barrage, suffered heavy casualties under the enemy's powerful fire, and could only lie on the ground and crawl towards the recess.

There were also some soldiers, cornered by the German machine guns, could only roll into the biting river, after narrowly dodging the first wave of bullets, did not know whether to climb back to their own shore, or swim to the opposite bank, can only lie in the water, shivering from the cold, looking at the corpses of their own soldiers on the shore, glad that they are still alive.

For a time, there was a river of blood on the riverbank, and many wounded Allied soldiers lay on the bank, screaming and groaning in pain, and then they were killed by the bullets fired back by the Germans.

This wave of blows by the Germans immediately suppressed the momentum of the Allies.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom, ......".

Just when the Allied sappers who were suppressed on the shore by enemy fire began to despair, there were suddenly explosions on the commanding heights of the German positions, and then a large fire burned.

Yan Zhi stood on the third floor, holding an M1903 sniper rifle, and every bullet he fired caused an explosion on the German position.