As night fell, the battlefield gradually quieted down after a long day of fierce fighting.

Outside the three-kilometer-wide defensive line, the wreckage of more than a dozen tanks and combat vehicles and the remains of hundreds of rebel officers and soldiers were scattered around.

Occasional moaning sounds can be heard, but very faintly.

The rebels are very brave and can be said to be completely unafraid of death.

It's just that not being afraid of death doesn't mean that you won't die.

After the destruction of the leading tank combat vehicle by an anti-tank missile, the accompanying infantry lost cover and immediately became a target for machine-gun fire.

The rebels launched three attacks, not one of which reached a defensive position.

In the last attack, the rebels even left an intact M1A1 main battle tank, which was parked at the intersection more than a thousand meters away.

Next to the tank, there were more than a dozen corpses of rebel officers and soldiers.

Before dark, the rebels sent people to touch it several times in an attempt to recapture the abandoned tanks, but none of the rebel officers and soldiers came close to the tanks.

Quite simply, several snipers more than a thousand meters away were also staring at that tank.

After a hasty meal, Churkin returned to the position with a machine gun.

During the daytime battles, twenty machine gunners, including him, were the well-deserved mainstay, and most of the rebels were killed by machine guns.

Twenty DF8SMG firepower, that's absolute horror.

You know, not a single infantry battalion of the rebels has twenty heavy machine guns!

Not to mention, these heavy machine guns are equipped with optical sights, which are capable of accurately firing at individual personnel at up to 1500 meters and suppressing cluster targets at up to 2000 meters.

Even if the rebel heavy machine guns have such a long range, they may not be able to hit so accurately.

In fact, no one, except Churkin, would use a heavy machine gun as a sniper rifle.

On the battlefield, the main value of heavy machine guns is to suppress fire from a distance, against people operating in groups, rather than against individual targets.

As is often the case, against a single target is the task of an accurate shooter.

After Churkin returned to the machine-gun position, three government soldiers who assisted him brought over spare ammunition, a full twelve boxes of 200 rounds.

In order to bring out the value of these bullets, Churkin also prepared two spare barrels.

Of course, other machine gunners also carried spare barrels.

There are so many bullets that you can't run out, but after 400 rounds of continuous fire, the barrel will overheat, and if you don't replace the barrel, you have to wait a few minutes for the barrel to cool down.

Obviously, in the heat of battle, you can't wait a few minutes.

Soon, the other nineteen machine gunners returned to their positions one after another.

Machine gun positions were set up in advance, only during the fierce fighting in the afternoon, the assisting government soldiers constructed more positions for the machine gunners.

It is not the enemy's heavy machine guns that need to be worried, but those large-caliber mortars that fire at a distance of several kilometers.

Churkin was confident that he would take out all the enemies in his field of vision with the DF8SMG, but he could not deal with invisible mortars, and no machine gun could deal with mortars from a distance of several kilometers.

After confirming that the other machine gunners were all in place, Churkin adjusted the communication channel and sent a signal of readiness.

"Hammer?" It was Redon who spoke.

"We're in place."

"Very well, let's get started."

Hearing this, Churkin didn't say much, pulled the bolt, and pushed the first bullet into the chamber.

A few seconds later, the M1A1 tank parked at the intersection moved, followed by a roar, which was the sound of the engine starting.

Soon, the big guy weighing sixty tons was running.

Not to the north, but to the south.

What's going on?

Less than ten seconds later, the sound of gunfire erupted.

It was not Churkin and other machine gunners who opened fire, but rebels who were lying in ambush near the junction.

Subsequently, a flare exploded in the air.

The roar of the tanks alarmed the rebels, and they simply fired at the tanks with rifles and machine guns, which was obviously pointless and did not pose the slightest threat to the tanks.

The only thing that the rebels can pose a threat to tanks is bazookas.

When flares are fired, they are meant to let the rebels with bazookas see the tanks.

"Hammer, what are you doing, kill those RPGs!"

"Da Da Da ......"

Hearing Redon's roar, Churkin pulled the trigger.

Immediately afterwards, other machine gunners opened fire one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the dense fire of 20 DF8SMGs covered all the buildings near the tank, tearing several rebels carrying RPGs to shreds.

By this time, the tank turret had already been turned to the rear.

One man climbed out and began firing at the rebels with an M2H heavy machine gun mounted in the captain's hatch.

That's right, it's Redon.

More rebels rushed out, firing at the tanks regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

On the bridgehead position, the defending officers and soldiers also joined the battle.

After rushing a few hundred meters, the M1A1 suddenly stopped.

"Boom-"

Immediately afterward, the tank gun roared and spewed out a piercing tongue of fire.

It was not a high-explosive shell, but an armor-piercing shell.

A few hundred meters away, at the end of the street, a rebel tank that had just rushed over and was turning its turret turned turned into a hapless ghost, and its body was pierced by armor-piercing shells.

Having destroyed the rebel tanks, the M1A1 started again.

Hundreds of rebel officers and soldiers rushed out of the ruined city, but it was nothing interesting except a symbolic shot at the tank.

While the tanks stormed the bridgehead positions, the rebels made one last attempt.

Hearing the sound of falling shells, Churkin did not immediately retreat, but fired the remaining bullets.

Amid the sound of explosions, the M1A1 climbed over the slope of the position, then turned and headed for the pre-dug depression.

By the time Churkin arrived, Redon had already jumped from the tank.

"You're such a madman."

"Who isn't crazy here?"

Churkin laughed and punched Redon in the chest, but not with much force.

Yes, who followed Wang Dong to fight here is not a madman?

At this time, Wang Dong had already received the news.

If he was there, he would never let Redon take the risk.

It's just that Lei Dong and the others are safe and sound, not only captured a main battle tank, but also killed a lot of enemies, what is there to say?

Besides, Wang Dong had already asked Lei Dong to act at the opportunity, and he didn't say anything that he couldn't do.

When he arrives on the battlefield, it is up to Lei Dong to decide what to do and what he can do.

Moreover, after this toss, the rebels will definitely give up the idea of attacking at night.

You can't even hold the tanks in front of you, so what are you going to attack?

However, the rebels will not stop there.

Redon ventured to capture the rebels' tanks, perhaps just for show, or perhaps with few anti-tank missiles left, which was needed against the rebels' armored targets.

The problem is that to do so is to set yourself on fire.

Having lost a tank, the rebels will definitely increase their investment and launch a more fierce attack.

With the strength of a battalion, can you hold the bridgehead on the north bank?