Behind a mound less than a kilometer from the city of Taibo, Durabo borrowed the telescope in his hand to carefully inspect the situation on the Portuguese position on the walls of Taibo. The enemies on the city walls were clearly aware of the tension as well, and in the telescopes they could see the criss-crossing trenches, with human heads flashing from time to time. Farther away, the defensive ramparts that the enemy had built were like scattered stars.

"Commander-in-Chief, shouldn't we attack?" The chief of staff on the side put down the binoculars in his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, turned his head and said to Durabo.

"Oh." Durabo pushed the sleeve of his shirt and looked at his watch, glancing at it as the beating second hand crossed the last slit and merged with the thick minute hand. "You give the order, Chief of Staff."

"Command the whole army to attack." At this time, the chief of staff on the side did not shirk, he waved his hand to the caller behind him, and said lightly.

"Offensive begins!" "Offensive begins!" Several reporters in the back shouted into the microphone in unison.

"Boom!" The earth-shattering sound of artillery sounded behind everyone, and Durabo and the others clearly felt the violent trembling of the ground under their feet at the moment when the first round of artillery sounded, and he understood that just one would have such a strong effect, because the first round of artillery bombardment was generally very neat, and the loaded men who were in strict formation must have paid close attention to the command flag in the commander's hand before that. When the flag is waved, the cannonballs will be fired in unison, and the effect is naturally amazing.

With the telescope in his hand, Durabo looked at the opposite wall again. What he saw at this point was a picture similar to hell on earth.

At this time, the Portuguese position, which had been silent just now, suddenly rose a ball of fire. The landed shells easily lifted red clouds of blood mist and severed limbs, while also scattering dense and sharp shrapnel around, harvesting every life that could be touched like a scythe of death.

In the telescope, Durabo watched as figures from the Portuguese positions near the outer city were thrown out by the shock wave of the shells, wrapped in flames, and fell haphazardly on the city walls, or on the ground outside the walls. In the farther afield, the scattered machine-gun fortress offensive collapsed one after another under the baptism of artillery fire, and occasionally there were one or two fiery figures escaping from the ruins of the offensive, struggling and fluttering, and finally falling into the smoke and dust.

At this time, Durabo fell into deep thought, and those who had not experienced war longed for him. Try your best to imagine its beauty and magnificence, and once you feel its cruelty and gore, you begin to do everything you can to forget it.

At this time, Durabo found a stone and sat down, and the chief of staff on the side said, "Commander-in-chief, can you sit here?" It's too dangerous. Let's go back to headquarters and rest. ”

Durabo shook his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, the Portuguese cannonballs that can kill me haven't been produced yet." ”

Then the chief of staff was ready to persuade him, but it was a telegraph man who ran over in a hurry.

"Commander-in-chief, the intelligence officers in the city have sent us a telegram." The radio man panted and said:

"Oh?" Durabo was stunned for a moment, and took the telegram manuscript with his hand.

"According to the monitoring and infiltration of our intelligence services, the Portuguese mainland knows that the Portuguese army in Mozambia lacks a large number of heavy weapons and aviation weapons, and has purchased 120 Schneider 155mm howitzers and 110 Morana Sonneer MS from France a few days ago. 406 fighters to strengthen Mozambia's army. 120 Schneider 155mm howitzers were stationed in Tibo City the day before yesterday. And those 110 fighters Ze were sent to Maputo. I hope that General Durabo will pay attention. The telegram reads.

Durabo frowned, then casually handed the telegram to the chief of staff beside him. The chief of staff took the telegram and flipped through it. After reading it, he also frowned and said: "Thanks to the timely arrival of the information, otherwise we will suffer a big loss." ”

"Yes, don't look at these Europeans making trouble in Europe, but when other races come up and touch their interests, they will huddle together." Durabo said.

"Yes, we're always outsiders." The chief of staff said with a wry smile.

"Okay, let's not talk about that. We must now be on the lookout for the opposing air force and the sudden artillery attack from nowhere. By the way, you immediately inform the artillery units to move their positions as soon as the first round of shelling is over. I'm afraid that the other party will suddenly give us a blow. Durabo said again.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." After saying that, the chief of staff turned and left.

Just as the African People's Army launched the artillery bombardment, the artillerymen on the Portuguese artillery positions were also busy, preparing for the artillery launch. A major general commander holds a cigarette in his hand. Looking at the position of the African People's Army, he said viciously: "African, you guys should be rampant first, and then it will be time for you to cry." Lao Tzu's 120 155mm howitzers will tell you who is the real king. ”

The AFA artillery fire suddenly stopped. The major general hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt and said, "Give me the gun position immediately." ”

As soon as the words of the major general fell. Originally, it was very hanging, and when the Portuguese artillerymen hurriedly ran to their respective artillery positions. There was actually a misplace. The angry major general stepped forward and kicked a soldier who had run out of place in order to scold: "You are ****** pig!" I can't even remember my place. ”

The soldier below ran back to his gun emplacement. At this time, the major general saw that his soldiers had already returned to their positions. He shouted, "Attention all gun positions, fire at me." ”

After the major general's words fell, the soldiers picked up the shells, pushed them into the breech, and closed the latch. Then pull down the bolt: "Boom! A dull sound sounded, and an orange-yellow flame erupted from the muzzle. The cannonball whizzed out of the chamber and smashed towards the target.

But at this time, the artillery of the African People's Army had already transferred the artillery. Only empty gun emplacements were left, and the dirt from these gun emplacements exploded huge shells, blowing up piles of dirt that flew and fell in the sky.

At this time, the major general held a telescope to observe the enemy's artillery position, and found that there were only stones and dirt flying everywhere, nothing else of metal structure, and there was no sound of circulating explosions and fire, at this time, he was surprised and said: "All artillery positions will immediately stop shelling, and immediately move the artillery." Fast! Come on. ”