The sky is almost dawn, but the lights in the war room of the Chengbei Emperor ** Wing Headquarters have not been extinguished until now.

The soldiers had long since fallen asleep, but the commander of the wing, Brigadier General Mikhail Mikhailovich Yargarov, had not yet slept, and he could not sleep at the sound of the incessant artillery.

It's not that he has a phobia of cannons and can't fall asleep in this kind of cannon sound, on the contrary, since the last time his lovelorn girlfriend was abducted, he has sworn that he will only love cannons and not beauties for the rest of his life.

Who sleeps all day long in the duty room with cannons and maps as companionsCannons and cannonballs are his lifelong favorites, listening to the sound of cannons, he sleeps more steadily than anyone else, where will he be afraid?

The reason why he couldn't sleep was that the night of tepid, salty, light, and painful shelling made him feel very bad, and he was full of the smell of conspiracy, so that he couldn't sleep in peace when he said anything.

With instinct and sense of smell, Yargarov sensitively sensed the breath of conspiracy from this inexplicable shelling, but he was never able to get a glimpse of the mystery of it, he knew that the lack of shells on the Galia side, the lack of large-caliber artillery, there was absolutely no reason to be fearless in wasting shells on the battlefield, which was not in line with the usual petty character of the Galia army.

"The enemy must be planning some kind of large-scale attack. ”

Looking at the areas on the map that were taken care of by the enemy's artillery, they were all second-line artillery positions and preset artillery positions, and those areas that were originally suitable for deploying artillery units were carefully taken care of by the enemy's artillery. Don't underestimate this casual 'care', those who know artillery know that this careful care means that the shooting in this area has been completely mastered by the enemy's artillery, if his own artillery, those areas that have been taken care of are in place, and before his artillery can exert his might, the enemy's artillery will blow up his treasures. If your own artillery has an advantage in quantity and quality, it would be no problem to bite the bullet once, but this group of Galia artillery who fought against them showed a surprisingly high combat quality, and they could train their own artillery units to conduct an artillery battle on a par and use their numerical superiority to suppress themselves, which was unimaginable in the previous Galia military.

"Could it be that the artillery of the Federation Army is secretly supporting Galia?"

This was the first possibility that Yargarov thought of, otherwise it would be impossible for an artillery unit to demonstrate such a level of artillery warfare at the first level on the Union front without good commanders and regular training.

Thinking about the battle from yesterday to today, the engineers of the Gallia army seized the opportunity to repair the fortifications in the south of the city and set up an observation post for correction during the artillery battle with themselves, and those forward artillery observers of the Gallia army risked being shot by their own snipers to use radio to correct the artillery on the riverbank, and used spacecraft to crack the observation blind spots and find out the hidden positions of their artillery to the rear one by one.

The Gallia Army on the opposite side has not only surpassed itself in numbers, but has also caught up with its own troops in terms of combat quality, and has comprehensively improved its command system, troop coordination, and individual soldier quality and coordination.

Everything tells the story of a fact that disturbs all the Gallia Raiders - the Gallia Army has grown rapidly into a shrewd and powerful war machine in the midst of the war, and this is what disturbs Yargarov the most.

"What exactly did the Galia Army use to make such a qualitative improvement in such a short period of time? Where did their officers come from? Where did their self-confidence come from? Where did their supplies and munitions come from?"

Why are these all the keys to the rapid growth of an army, and the Galia people ...... At least the Galia army opposite him had made such a leap in just over a month, which made him puzzled.

He couldn't think of an answer either.

He, as well as the entire Gallia Expeditionary Force, have been treated as experimental outcasts and guinea pigs, and have been abandoned by the two major factions of the Imperial Party at the same time.

Waiting for them, these abandoned sons, is only a more gloomy tomorrow, and today......

"I hope the fog doesn't clear today...... An extra day of preparation time might as well...... Even if it's one more day......"

And today, these people, whose fate has long been destined to be forgotten by the Empire, still need to fight a desperate battle in a foreign land, in order to see a tomorrow that they absolutely do not want to see.

............

"Whoa!"

With a loud wave on the bank of the river, the Edelweiss and the 7th Squad from the bottom of the river crossed the Reims River smoothly, and the whole process of crossing the river was very smooth and was not discovered by the enemy.

The rolling shelling, the night's vigilance and fog made the emperor's soldiers significantly less sensitive to what was happening on the riverbank.

In addition, this kind of thing has never happened to cross the tank and cross the river, and the emperor lacks preparation in this regard, and at the same time, it has to be said that the seventh squad is really lucky. The river beach where they landed happened to be at the junction of the two severely attrition squadrons of the emperor, and there were no alert troops patrolling the shore.

"Here is the 7th squad, the troops successfully crossed the river without encountering the enemy, and the troops are now preparing to rush up the river embankment and attack the enemy. ”

Looking at the hidden firing point in the beveled corner of an alley not far away, Ishara waited for the attack order from headquarters.

"The Seventh Squad is not allowed to attack for the time being, and it will take time for Unit 422 to ......"

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Lying at Liela's feet, Karl wiped the sweat from his head, took out his dagger, and commanded Ishara with a communicator in one hand

"Don't startle the snake for the time being, 422 is entering a minefield in the east, and someone has stepped on a mine!"

Originally, everything was going very smoothly, there was nothing wrong with this, the landing of the Type 3 tanks and the crossing of the river by the assault troops were originally very smooth, but when they were halfway through, Liella suddenly felt that she had stepped on something under her feet, looked down and found that it was an infantry mine.

"Go away, Captain, and leave me alone. ”

It's been three minutes since I stepped on the mine myself. There were still five minutes left for the shelling to stop, and the troops needed to get into the attack position during this time, and Karl needed to give correction instructions to the artillerymen, and it stands to reason that he should not have run here.

"Shut up, I can't do anything if I don't save someone when I step on a mine. ”

But in fact, Carl came, and he put down his work and came to Liella's side to help her clear the mines.

"Regiment commander, it's too late to do demining here, I suggest that we go along the indentation of the tank tracks to the embankment, so that we should be able to pass through the mine belt. ”

Knowing that the troops could not continue to stay on the open river beach, Klute approached Karl and suggested

"Yes, let the tanks advance in the direction of the river embankment, and the whole army passes through the river beach mine belt according to the indentation of the tank tracks. ”

Hearing Karl's order, Klute immediately moved forward to carry out the order, and the soldiers of the 422 squad quickly withdrew behind the Type 3 tank, followed by the slowly moving tank and drove towards the river embankment.

"Commander, let's go, I'm very grateful that you can come and save me, a private. ”

"Shut up, what kind of salvation is it if you don't save people? Now listen to me. ”

As he spoke, Carl took out his dagger and the repair tools he had with him as a tankman and began to clear the mines.

"If I don't say that you can't move anything, do you know everything according to my orders?"

"You said you don't move if you don't move, don't you......?"

Seeing Carl's preoccupation as he had already begun to clear the mines, Liella knew it was too late to say anything, and just gave Carl, who was completely blind to his face, a grateful smile

"Understood~"

Then he looked up at the gradually whitening eastern sky and looked at the time of his watch......

There are still three minutes left until the end of the shelling......