The movement of the assault gun's big tube was much smaller than Sergeant Lipp had imagined.

The expected loud noise did not come, but a relatively low muffled sound, followed by a fireball from the huge muzzle of the cannon - yes, a fireball, literally.

"My Fake......" Sergeant Lipp muttered subconsciously, and as soon as the last syllable was uttered, the fireball hit the main fortress of their position.

The earth-shattering explosion made Sergeant Lip's ears temporarily deaf, and then the storm created by the explosion swept through the trench where the sergeant was, directly rolling the camouflage net on the top of the trench into the sky, and Sergeant Lip himself shook his body as if he had been punched and took a few steps back before he barely stabilized, and then a weak subordinate bumped into him, and as a result, the two fell backwards together, knocking down the company commander behind Lip.

Lipp fell to the ground, his head buzzing, and it took him a while to come to his senses.

After getting up, Li Pu first checked the situation of the company commander, and after confirming that the company commander was not hanging, he turned his head to look in the direction of the main fortress.

There is no main fortress left, there is only a huge pit there, and there is nothing in the pit.

"Oh my God." Sergeant Lip muttered under his breath.

The firepower points near the main fortress were completely extinguished, and there was a huge gap in the firepower system of the American position, and the tanks of the Republic of China began to accelerate their charge, and the infantry accompanying the tanks no longer kept hiding behind the tanks, and rushed out of the cover area provided by the tanks and launched an infantry attack on the American positions.

The Germans would never have carried out such a World War I infantry charge, but it was not a German army, and at such a time, this form of charge was very effective and could form a strong impact on the American army's will to fight.

After eating the shot just now, and being charged in such a desperate way, Sergeant Lip knew that the recruits who had just been replenished in the platoon must be very shaken.

"Don't panic!" He shouted, "We are in the trenches, as long as we effectively kill the enemy with accurate shots, the enemy will not be able to take us!" We can hold our ground! Shoot! ”

The company commander then joined the ranks of encouraging the recruits to stabilize the front, and the American troops, who had just been blown up by the shelling, began to organize resistance, and the intensive fire of machine guns and automatic rifles immediately forced the charging Chinese to lie down on the spot for defense.

"That's it, shoot! Shoot! ”

But at this time, the tank fired, and although the lethality of high-explosive shells directly into the trenches was limited, every shell that hit the trenches would cause damage to the American troops.

Then the infantry battle came up, and the suppression effect of the 20-millimeter cannon was extremely good, and to make matters worse, low-flying ghosts appeared.

"Get out of the first trench!" Sergeant Lipp shouted loudly, "Retreat to the second trench through the guò liaison trench!" Napalm is coming! ”

All the remaining American soldiers galloped along the liaison trench towards the trench behind, and after all his men had rolled into the liaison trench, Lip glanced in the direction in which the plane was flying, and then he ran wildly, his big body running so fast, it looked a little funny.

The strong wind formed by the napalm explosion caught up with Lip from behind, but the napalm was not a real bomb after all, the blast wave of the explosion was much smaller, and the shrapnel could not fly far, and Lip successfully escaped. He ran to check if he had napalm on his body, even if it was just a little sticky to his clothes, which meant that he couldn't ask for them.

Simply, Lip didn't bring a little spark to the second trench, and he didn't have to look back to know that many slow-running American soldiers had been set on fire, and their screams filled Lip's ears.

"The Air Force actually lost." Sergeant Lip cursed, and then he noticed that all the recruits under his name were looking at each other, and said, "Don't look at it, we are still alive, and as long as I am here, I will not let you become like that." Check your guns now and refill them if you don't have them. ”

The flames of napalm will make it impossible for the Chinese to break through the positions they have withdrawn from Li Pu for the time being, but they will wait patiently for the gasoline to burn - this napalm for close support will not burn for long, and after a while only some wood used to build bunkers will still be burning on the position, and the Chinese infantry will be able to calmly occupy their positions.

However, while napalm was still burning, the Chinese had to stop in front of their positions, which was a good time to use mortars.

The mortar position was just behind the second line of defense, and Sergeant Lip had already heard the sound of mortar fire.

At that moment, he saw an enemy chariot cross the flames and burst into position.

Apparently the commander of the chariot was a novice and did not know how dangerous it was to do so.

Sergeant Lipp shouted "smoke bombs" and smoked a bazooka himself.

The smoke grenades were quickly thrown, and Sergeant Lipp followed the cover of the smoke to rush out of the trench and quickly circled the flank of the chariot, where he found that the enemy chariot was retreating, but the entire side was exposed to him.

Moreover, the commander of the key enemy had not yet spotted him, the turret of the vehicle did not turn in his direction, and the hull of the vehicle only retreated along the same path, without turning the frontal armor.

Lip fired a shot directly at the side armor.

The vehicle's backward maneuver continued, but after retreating more than ten meters, it suddenly stopped, and then flames erupted from the engine grille at the rear of its hull.

Sergeant Lipp threw away Bazooka and picked up his automatic rifle, just as the lid on the turret of the tank opened, and the commander who came out immediately paid for his bad decision.

Lip waited where he was before he began to move, preparing to go around to the other side of the chariot to deal with the men who had escaped through the underside door.

At this time, another chariot crossed the already much smaller sea of fire, and it pressed a path out of the fire, and the Chinese soldiers rushed across the sea of fire.

Lipp shot as he retreated into the smoke that was still in the zài.

"The enemy is coming, prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"

When he saw one of the recruits draw his bayonet, he shouted: "Throw away your bayonets!" That didn't work! Automatic firepower is the essence of hand-to-hand combat. ”

Before the words fell, Li Pu heard the earth-shattering shouts of killing.

Lip slung the gun over his shoulder, drew the sapper shovel, and just as he expected, the first wave of grenades was thrown over, and Lip hit one of them back like a baseball, and then swung the sapper shovel continuously.

But there were still many grenades exploding near the trenches, and the wails of the US troops could be heard in the explosions, of course, the situation of the Chinese throwing grenades on the opposite side was not very good, and many grenades were hit back by the US troops and exploded on the heads of the Chinese.

You can hear the Chinese mournful cries such as "I was shot" and "Mom" coming from the smoke, echoing the sorrowful cries on the American side.

Sergeant Lip estimated that the grenade damage had passed, and picked up the gun again, at which point a ********** of American Chinese rushed through the smoke, and Lip opened fire at the same time as him, and Chinese fell as Lipp felt like he had been hit in the stomach.

He looked down and sure enough, he saw a large amount of blood on his uniform.

Li Pu leaned against the wall of the trench, and then he remembered that he hadn't seen the company commander for a while, and he turned his head to look for the company commander's appearance, while his body slid down the wall of the trench little by little.

His body began to lose sense, and the world became more and more distant.

Knowing that his life was short, Lip continued to turn his head, wanting to see as much of the world as possible, he saw the new soldier who was about to put on a bayonet being slammed with the butt of his rifle by the soldiers of the Chinese Republic, he saw two equally young soldiers rolling on the ground with each other's necks, he saw the chariot cross the trench, and then was hit by the bazooka on the side armor, and the top of the turret immediately erupted high tongues of fire, but the engine of the chariot was still running slowly, so the chariot, which had lost its life, continued to rush forward.

He saw that the two soldiers who had just pinched each other had finally decided the winner, and before the victor could enjoy the joy of victory, he was shot in the head.

-- Why are we doing these things?

Lip began to control his thoughts, and as the world grew darker, he pondered in vain the answer to the question.

- Ah, for oil.

Lip's vision turned to the ground because his neck had lost the strength to support his head, but he was inexplicable and didn't know why he was looking at the ground.

He saw the black oil soaking the sand beneath him, and with what little consciousness he had, he realized it was his own blood.

――It's so dark, it looks like oil.

――Is human blood black, and I always thought it was red......

The world gradually darkened, and every qiē disappeared, as if sinking into an ocean of oil.

In this sheer blackness, Sergeant Lipp finally saw his wife and daughter, who seemed to be preparing dinner. Lipp reached out to greet them, but couldn't make a sound, and then a man who looked exactly like him opened the door, and the man hugged his daughter, and then kissed Lipp's wife.

He heard his wife call the man Lip, and his daughter called her father intimately.

- What are you doing, I'm here......

With such doubts and unwillingness, Sergeant Lipp's consciousness finally faded.

It was the dying moment of an insignificant life lost in many wars over natural resources. Things like this have been happening in the past, and they will probably not stop in the future.

It should be said that as long as human beings remain on the earth with limited resources, such things will never stop, and no matter how devout prayers and ordinary things are, such things will definitely happen. Even if it doesn't happen today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, it will happen one day.

This is the greatest significance of aerospace engineering.