For three whole days we barely slept, busy running up and down from the front line, carrying the wounded down and carrying supplies up. Every time it was far more dangerous than the first time we went to the front, but now we have long been numb to artillery fire.

The field hospital in the rear was a hell of a hell filled with all the bloody and disgusting scenes I could imagine, but we still sent truckloads of people to hell.

Later, the field hospital could not be crowded at all, and the military doctors even pulled a curtain in the field to operate on the wounded, which of course was extremely high in the risk of infection, and the risk of operation failure was also extremely high.

Outside the hospital, I saw a scene that I will never forget, row after row of soldiers' corpses stretching out for one or two hundred meters, none of them whole, they were all the result of a failed operation.

The fighting was at its most intense on the third day, with the entire front line and its depth turned into a battlefield, and even a missile hit the field hospital, which the Rosha people must have been crazy to fire.

We sent ammunition to the front line one by one, but we didn't know if it could be held there, and maybe the next time we rushed over, we might be confronted by the Rosa who had just taken up the position.

An atmosphere of solemnity and tragedy spreads around all of us, and this atmosphere of despair arises when the number of people killed on the battlefield reaches a certain level.

Our newly built camp has long since been razed to the ground, and now we don't need it, I couldn't imagine that I could go three days and three nights without sleeping.

But someone couldn't bear it first, and went into shock, Captain Feng Qiu couldn't stand it when he saw everyone, and said that we could sleep for an hour, and all of us almost fell asleep on the spot, but an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Anyone who has had an overdraft experience knows that it is okay to stay awake for a long time, but once you sleep once, when you wake up again, the fatigue will completely explode.

So when Captain Feng Qiu asked us to go again, half of our team couldn't stand up at all, and in the end there was really no way. Captain Feng Qiu gave us a potent stimulant, which was supposed to be reserved for fighting.

The stimulants worked, and we went to the front with boxes of supplies.

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The fighting stopped on the fifth day, and we learned from inside sources that we had paid close to 2 million casualties on a front of more than 1,000 kilometers and finally held the defense line on the Gamba River.

Only 9 of our 15 men remained, but we were able to repel the Rocha attack, and the losses of the Rocha were far greater than that.

The communiqué of the victory was sent out in the early morning of the second day after the battle, and hundreds of millions of people in the rear cheered the news, and the Supreme Command called this battle a "great victory" and "the starting point of a great counteroffensive", and those who were really on the front knew that we had been completely crippled.

In this battle, the Rosa people adopted the same tactics as the Kara Mountains, relying on their huge number of troops and almost unlimited war resources, and launched an attack on an entire front without any focus, first ploughing with 10,000 tons of artillery shells, and then charging by mecha tank groups, I don't know how those comrades on the front line survived that level of shelling.

Perhaps we have used nuclear weapons in some of the breached sites, but this is the most cost-effective means. We came to this planet to occupy the land, not to pollute it.

While there was a big celebration in the rear, our front-line personnel had a day off. I was going to have a celebration, but everyone was exhausted and just wanted a good night's sleep.

But after only one day's rest, we received the order to go again.

This time, because many of the troop formations were completely disabled, our reinforcements were temporarily dismantled and added to various new combat squads. I had to part with Roy, Ojet, Bird. Luckily, Sarkie and I got together.

This kind of separation makes people desperate, there is a feeling of abandonment, everyone will be afraid on the battlefield, and being with familiar comrades is the best way to overcome fear and fear, so it is very uncomfortable to be separated from familiar people.

Of course, a few of us were lucky that we were only temporarily separated, and the others we had integrated into everything were forever lost their friends.

Even though we had a day off and we slept for more than ten hours, we were still very tired these days, and this is the evil effect of stimulants, which will make us energetic at the time, but we will live like a zombie for the next few days.

Before leaving, my new captain gave me and Shi Archie an order to help the sappers dismantle the tents, dismantle all the baggage that could be taken, and then load the cart and take it away, and blow up any that could not be taken away.

This task is still so boring, that's what we mechanics have to do, and I'm starting to suspect that the word mechanic in this class is just comforting, and we should call it a miscellaneous soldier more appropriately.

We set off for the east, and Sache and I discussed in the car how soon we would be back here, but it soon became clear that all the troops were retreating, and the entire Star Defense Force was retreating east.

I really can't figure out why I should give up on holding my ground at such a great cost.

Later, we learned that since the fall of the Kara Mountains, the strategic situation of the entire Kuixing has undergone a fundamental change, and the so-called defense line of the Gamba River is only an expedient measure.

After the loss of the Kara Line, the Rosha attacked us from the north, west, and south, and we had no topographical advantage over the towering mountains of Kara.

The Rosa not only attacked the Gamba River in the north, but also landed in the inland sea in the south, interspersed with our southern rear. The landing battle there was very fierce, and it is said that we used nuclear bombs, but we were still unable to stop the Roshas.

This was a process of the big picture in hindsight, and at that time, many of our soldiers didn't care about the east, south, west, and west, but simply followed the troops, and many of us didn't even know that we were retreating.

In fact, retreat was the right choice, and we are grateful to the Supreme Command for learning the lessons of the Kara Line and not telling us to stick to it.

If we had remained on the line of the Gamba River, we would have been recoiled from the south by the Roshas.

Then they can surround us to the death, bombard us day after day with countless shells, and then shrink the line and finally hang us all inside.