A string of dark red points of light appeared in the pitch-black sky, seemingly slow, but actually extremely fast. It was a 155-caliber grenade fired by a divisional artillery battalion.

"Boom!"

Even though they were far away, they could still feel the ground trembling, and in the dazzling flashes of light, flames and mud rushed into the sky, enveloping the stumps of human limbs.

A 155mm caliber grenade can penetrate 1.82 m thick lime or sandstone, 2.275 m of cobblestone material, 4.095 m of hardened sand, 8.19 m of loose sand, 6.37 m of compacted clay, 5.46 m of compacted soil, 9.1 m of loose clay and 11.83 m of loose soil. The range of fragmentation on the human body reaches 50 meters, which can almost cover a standard football field.

The divisional artillery battalion had three companies of six self-propelled guns each. Self-propelled guns equipped with advanced reloading systems have a maximum rate of fire of nine rounds per second.

Every few seconds, you can see a point of light flying from the sky, like the iron fist of a giant, bombarding the earth.

It was only after ten minutes of knowing that the continuous shelling slowly stopped. The smoke and dust cleared, and in the field of vision of the night vision devices, the valley seemed to become the surface of the moon, and the ground was directly cut off a layer, covered with dense craters.

The river flowed slowly, filling the craters.

"Attack! Everyone, stay vigilant! Be alert for a sudden attack at any time, do not be careless, shelling will not be able to kill all the Hindustani! ”

Li Mu commanded his soldiers to launch a general attack.

The number of people who died in the first round of shelling was the highest, and then began to decline. Experienced fighters know how to survive the shelling, although it takes a bit of luck.

Infantry fighting vehicles are at the forefront of the formation, and power armor marches in the middle of the infantry fighting vehicles, monitoring the battlefield and being ready to destroy the enemy in a counterattack. The infantry were in the rear, taking advantage of the cover of infantry fighting vehicles, to attack the enemy.

Just about a hundred meters closer to the valley, the roar of machine guns suddenly sounded, and the remnants of the Hindustani launched a counterattack.

Tracer bullets cut a chain of light in the air, and the whizzing sound of bullets was terrifying. The vast majority of bullets were blocked by power armor and infantry fighting vehicles. The striking armor plates clanged.

The bullets that were bounced off flew into the sky like fireflies.

But there are also unlucky people who are hit by a missed bullet and make a muffled grunt, and the bulletproof plate blocks the bullet, but the impact still makes people feel like they have been punched.

"For the sake of the Holy Lord!"

The remaining Hindustani charged under the cover of machine guns. There is no shelter in the valley, and it is impossible to defend against danger, so it is better to fight against the water than to sit and wait for death.

The surviving soldiers were apparently well-trained. They were not huddled together, and were swept to the ground like wheat by the oncoming fire. Rather, it was a small group of three or four, and the group was extremely spread apart, covering each other, and running towards the battle line.

One of them charged, and another group prostrate on the ground, covering with their weapons. The sound of rockets whistling was barely intermittent, whistling towards power armor and infantry fighting vehicles. Although the low hit rate was pitiful due to the suppression of firepower, it still interfered with the aiming and firing of these heavy weapons.

The Hindustani, who were constantly charging, fell, but they did not have the slightest fear, but became even more frenzied, and after losing sixty percent, they finally closed the distance to two hundred meters.

Li Mu half-knelt on the ground, the butt of his gun against his cheek, and aimed at the Hindustani people who rushed over.

The men were covered in smoke-stained robes, washed and faded old-fashioned training uniforms, and wore tactical vests stuffed with magazines. These tactical vests come in a variety of styles, ranging from Zhuxia-style tactical vests purchased from New Linfen to modular tactical vests purchased from Americacan, as well as many shoddy homemade products.

As the elite of the Naga tribe, most of the soldiers are wearing body armor.

The Hindustani in these charges are not enough to rely on, but they are still trapped beasts. Under the suppression of the fire, the anti-tank fighters had just raised their bazookas and were ready to fire when they were killed by the whistling bullets.

Li Mu was worried about the professionals, there were many professionals hidden among these Hindustani, and if they were pulled into a sufficient distance, it would be a huge trouble.

With the powerful explosive power of the professional, if it is broken into the battle line, it will pose a huge threat to ordinary soldiers.

"Car Three, pay attention to the targets I indicated with tracer bullets, and attack with high-explosive shells."

He gave orders to the crew of car No. 3 in the communication system.

"Roger, company commander, please indicate the target."

So far in the battle, they have inflicted heavy losses on the Hindustani with very few casualties, which has made Li Mu's prestige unprecedentedly high, and after he gave the order, the crew carried it out without even the slightest suspicion.

Li Mu set his sights on a skinny Hindustan soldier, who looked very ordinary on the surface, from head to toe, no different from other soldiers. But Li Mu could see his abnormality at a glance.

His observation skills far surpassed those of others, and he could easily distinguish the direction in which the bullet was coming. In addition, no one specifically targeted it, even in the face of the rain of bullets, it was still unscathed.

Li Mu easily put his figure into the sight and pulled the trigger.

Several tracer bullets were inconspicuous in the rain of bullets that whizzed away, and the Hindustan was immediately alert, and one rolled over and fell to the ground.

He looked puzzled. As a fourth-level professional, and has accepted the genes of the Holy Demon Clan, Latimai Fish, and has a perception ability far beyond ordinary people. But even then, he felt a bullet coming at the last moment.

Although he can block the bullet with the inner bone armor brought by Latimai's superpower, his identity as a professional is also likely to be exposed. With hatred in his heart, he clenched the scimitar on his back tightly, waiting to get close enough distance and then rise up and kill those ignorant Zhuxia people.

The next moment, he felt a sense of extreme danger, and when he looked up, he saw an infantry fighting vehicle slowly turning its turret and aiming at him.

This made him frightened, and he didn't care about hiding his identity as a professional, and jumped to his feet, trying to get out of the lock.

"Boom!"

The advanced fire control system of the infantry fighting vehicle had already locked onto him, and the grenade hit the target. Even though he was wearing body armor and had a hard inner bone armor under his skin, he was still bombarded into stump fragments by this shelling.

Li Mu did not hesitate at all, and continued to use his rifle to mark the professionals who were mixed in with the ordinary soldiers.

No one escaped his eyes, and with the sound of eardrum-ripping shelling, a professional was blown to pieces by the whistling cannonballs.

"Charge! Kill all the Hindustani! ”

After eliminating all the professionals, Li Mu finally launched the order to charge, and he wanted to annihilate the incoming Hindustani.