Sure enough, the two guards outside the door were hurriedly lifting their pants. This isn't a two-pronged trouser with an armed belt or a buckled belt, or a high-end product with Velcro or rubber elastic - to put it bluntly, it's a flour bag that pierces both eyes, and it's extremely inconvenient to wear.

"What kind of system, what kind of system?!" Bodan shook his hand in dissatisfaction and scolded. "The people of the other world have already blown the trumpet, and a ridiculous sound makes you unable to even take a steady step?"

The guard's face was also earthy. Who came up with this immoral solution? I can't lift my pants, the thing on the right side of my left leg and the left side of my right leg is now languishing like never seen in eternity, and when I was a child, I saw this little friend not so small, not so soft. Ah, what's wrong with you, little friend? Hurry up and pretend to be B, little friend......

The little friend is still like this, and the ontology is not much better. The two guards hurriedly fastened their trouser belts as they walked, and their sweaty hands trembled. Outside the corridors, countless soldiers like them hurriedly removed their equally trembling hands from their friends, polishing their guns and preparing to deal with the enemy forces that would appear from nowhere.

The Charge was played on a loop three times, and all the soldiers of the Magic Spear Team on the other side of the river also listened to it three times with their steel guns in hand, and several sentries on this side of the river laughed the whole time, almost dying of laughter in the street three times.

The dust settled on the last trumpet sound, and the silence on both sides of the river returned to death. Yes, there are no assault boats, no bridge-building vehicles, no boat bridges and scissor bridges, nothing. All the officers and men lay behind the fortifications and stared nervously at the surface of the river for at least five minutes, but they still couldn't keep an eye on the ugly man.

"Sir, we ...... Was it tricked by someone from another world? ”

"It should be." Bai Dan was really annoyed by the people of the other world, and he was angry and entered. He had heard of trumpets and feints, but he had never seen a case in which even soldiers could use their trumpets to scare the enemy into wilting without even leaving the camp to stay in the barracks and sleeping soundly. "Now it's okay, am I going down in history too?"

"Gone down in history?" The guards next to him didn't really listen. "Has Lord Paedan accomplished any feats?"

In an instant, Paedin's face turned green.

"Special meow, the whole army didn't sleep at the same time and was forced to take off his pants to solve his physiological needs and then he was put on a table, I don't go down in history, who goes down in history? Who could be more shameless than a Otherworldly Man to think of such a trick? I'm really O cactus! ”

"Okay, okay, Lord Padan, you are angry, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and there is no way to do it." The guards fell to the ground with Padan, but they didn't speak as much as Padan—probably because they had just wilted with fright.

"Okay, okay, I don't need you to comfort me." Bo Dan got up from the fortifications behind the sandbags with his hands propped up, "The Otherworldly people are not here, let's go to bed quickly." If you don't sleep, tomorrow will be really uncomfortable. ”

With such a shock, almost everyone in the magic spear team was extremely tired. What is Paedin's greatest fear? It's a chorus of people from the other world who put on a night - whether it's from Hebei Province, or red-clothed dung, or majestic, even if it's an edelweiss or a fishing boat singing at night, it's good, don't disturb people's dreams anymore, right?

In a short time, Paedan fell asleep in the struggle of worrying that the Otherworlders had no conscience and hope for the sake of victory, and that the Otherworlders and the Cierta Army still had some conscience. Some of the other Magic Lance Squad soldiers had just had just had a terrible wave of turbidity, and they were snoring like thunder before him.

It was just after twelve o'clock in the evening.

However, before two o'clock arrived, the fierce charge resounded on both sides of the river again.

Paedan faintly heard a tone that could make him shiver in the depths of his soul...... Well? Feeling familiar? Paedin groped for the index of tones in his dreams. Within a few seconds he realized that he was in a dream, and he jerked himself up from the bed, picked up his gun, and kicked the door open with his helmet in his leather helmet.

"What's going on?" Bai Dan, who had woken up a little, was even more unhappy than just now. "Are there any signs of an alien coming?"

The guards were also sleepy-eyed-—— many of the entire magic spear team were still called up by their companions. The soldier on Bodan's left hurriedly gestured and said:

"There are a few small boats that are speeding on the river without oars and sails, and they are still leaning this way, and we dare not neglect to tell you."

"The Otherworldly Man is very powerful, isn't it? Treating us all like monkeys in the circus? Bodin deliberately used a rhetorical tone, and did not say a word other than that, and led the person straight up to the lookout on the top floor.

After three times, the river assault boat and the assault boat only pretended to turn the rudder a few times before rushing to the beach—and deliberately used searchlights to follow and trace the trajectory, for fear that the lookouts of the magic spear team would not be able to see clearly, which can be called well-intentioned.

"The Otherworldly is this playing with me?" Paedan looked at the strange ship that was all pitch black in the dark, and still didn't dare to let down his vigilance. There are two of these things, and there are three and there are four, and the people of the other world must be looking for the moment when he relaxes his vigilance, waiting for an opportunity to give him a fatal blow, right?

Paedan was still awake at this time. Still sleepy, he dared to go to bed after watching the river assault boat sail out of the tributary section of the river - but the charge sounded again at 2:45 p.m., and the helpless Paedin had no choice but to continue to play the trick of being treated like a monkey.

Then it was 3:25 p.m., 3:50 p.m., and by half-past four the trumpet sounded, Paudan had no strength or inclination to get out of bed again. His subconscious is bitterly admonishing his apparent consciousness: the otherworldly people are here to fart again this time, and if you believe it, you will lose.

Padan's apparent consciousness, or willpower, finally did not overcome exhaustion. "The soldiers of the Otherworldly come up to the riverbank and report to me!" He gave the order directly in a daze. Even if he didn't vent the sun, he was too tired - not only physically, but also heartbroken. The Otherworlders didn't intend to fight them at all, and from the beginning, they were like children playing with toys, and they didn't see them as opponents.

When real exhaustion strikes, neither hunger nor desire can let the sleepiness corrode the whole body little by little, dragging the awake consciousness into the bottomless abyss. Like most of the officers and soldiers of the Demon Spear Team, Bai Dan hit the pillow this time and fell asleep like a dead man.

Around 4:50 a.m., the trumpet sounded again. Along with the sound of the bugle, there were also various assault boats and river assault boats.

A few of the anxious soldiers on duty went to tell their superiors, and most of them still crouched behind bunkers and watched. Sure enough, the awakened commander led their soldiers and the lookouts who remained behind the bunkers to see the boats retreating calmly without a single one of them being lowered - the competent soldiers had been slapped in the face for this, and warned that they were not to disturb the sleep until Elta's boat had lowered the soldiers.

Just twenty minutes later, the bugle sounded again. Many lookouts at the front were already napping behind cover at this time—it was only about half an hour before sunrise in late summer, and it was precisely this last shift that had leaked.

Assault boats, hard-hulled inflatable boats, and river assault boats approached the river bank as smoothly as every previous "drill", and this time they did not retreat behind the Stormtrooper - on the contrary, many soldiers burst out of the cabins covered with black cloth or camouflage nets, flashes and detonation bombs flew from the river assault boats and soldiers who served as the fulcrum of the attack to the embankment, and even the searchlights on the other side of the river assisted the soldiers to peek into every detail of the embankment.

The Magic Lance soldiers who were supposed to enter the embankment as soon as the river assault boats were in sight, dropping bombs down, or engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy who rushed up to the embankment, had no warning time at all—there were only lookouts in the bunkers on the embankment who did not dare and could not report to their superiors. When the Elta Army soldiers appeared on the embankment with steel guns in hand, most of them were still on their way to report to their superiors......

"Do you still want to play with us?" The staff officer, who was still kicking his legs last night and was dissatisfied with the lack of assault on the bridge and bridge, stroked the brim of his hat with satisfaction, and watched his warriors climb the embankment one by one. "Two thousand years ago, the ancestor showed a few hands, and it was enough for us to play you to death."

When he heard the Charge, he turned his head back to sleep with a look of disgust—and he realized that something was wrong after hearing a continuous stream of gunfire and grenades.

"It's too late...... "Paedin's cold sweat was all over his back, and he couldn't hold the gun very steadily. You guys! Why didn't you report it in advance?! ”

"It was Lord Paedan who asked us to do this......" The two guards looked aggrieved and drooped their heads like their little friends.

This time, Bai Dan's face turned from green to purple and turned red, as if he had broken a spice shop.

The commander of the magic spear team, who was choked back by his subordinates, was on the verge of exploding even the green tendons on his forehead, and the whole person instantly became clear from head to toe.

"I'll clean you up when I'm done!" After saying this, Bodin walked towards the gate on his own, and no longer cared about the guards behind him who were at a forty-five degree angle as his head.

On the embankment east of the town of Three Bridges, the Magic Spear Team, which was far inferior in numbers and firepower, dropped dozens of corpses and gave Elta's army a firm grip on the place to stay. The soldiers of the Elta Army quickly cleared the strongholds and houses along the street with the support of warp fire, and paid the price of three killed, eighteen lightly wounded, and six seriously injured and unconscious, and immediately evacuated.

In the absence of heavy firepower and armored vehicle support, the bloodiest scene of the entire Garcia campaign was about to begin under the light of dawn. With bayonets and fighting house by house, the awakened Elta are about to tell their compatriots and opponents with a stronger will and organization—

What is a real war.