"Captain! Get out! Fast! ”

The staff officer shouted outside, and Zhang Zhikai seized the last bit of time, edited the last paragraph of text in the electronic system of the command vehicle, clicked send, and then got out of the car.

This was already the third round of attacks they had faced since the battle began.

There was little preparation in the first round, and the losses were not small, but at best, under the cover of fire from the high ground, the enemy was repulsed;

The second attack took place that night, with Greenskins attacking both the high ground and the foot of the mountain, and using several Scroogo War Behemoths. But at this time, the human troops had already prepared their positions, and with the efforts of the artillery support company and the anti-armor company, those Scrouc Behemoths were eliminated, and the attack stopped, but the losses of the 7th Regiment were also very heavy, and the casualties of the front-line troops were more than half.

Then, the Greenskins' offense finally stopped for a moment, giving them a full half day to recuperate.

The third assault began at dawn on the third day of their station.

And this time, Greenskin is clearly in earnest.

The Gaomenling position was covered by unprecedented artillery fire on the other side of the river, and countless rockets were fired, as if every inch of land on Gaomenling had to be taken care of several times. The troops on the mountain, under such heavy firepower, did not dare to show their heads to support the ground at all.

The ground troops led by Zhang Zhikai personally suffered a collective attack by the green-skinned orcs. Not only is there a Scroogo War Behemoth, but there are also more than twenty Kill Canisters.

This put the positions of the 7 regiment to a great test.

The position was broken through, so much so that the regimental headquarters where Zhang Zhikai was located was directly attacked by the green-skinned orcs.

A killing canister and more than 20 green skins made the regimental headquarters chaotic for a while.

There was already a company that had been ordered to rush back.

Coming back with so many people, it should be possible to eliminate the enemy who broke through, although it will cause the troops in the frontline position to become more tense, but the brain in the rear must not be lost.

If the regimental command post represented by Zhang Zhikai is terminated, then all the troops on the front line will immediately become blind and deaf.

But he had to survive.

After sending the last message to the division headquarters reporting on the situation at Gaomenling, the major left the command vehicle.

By the time he got out of the car, the staff officer who had called out to him had broken into pieces.

Not far away, the killing jar that the guard said was already close in front of him. It was this orc armor that killed the staff officer.

Its next target is the command vehicle that Zhang Zhikai is riding.

As soon as the rocket went down, the car was destroyed.

Zhang Zhikai was covered in cold sweat.

He had the intention to kill the enemy, but at this moment, he could only pull out a laser pistol from his waist.

What can I do with this little flashlight and take a killing canister?

He could only run.

And the killing canister is also running towards him. The chainsaw axe swayed left and right with the running of the killing canister, and the piercing sound of the chainsaw made people clearly think that if they were touched by this thing, the end would be extremely miserable.

But how can he outrun the orc mecha on two legs?

That is, the other party tried to kill people with a chainsaw and enjoy the pleasure of flying blood, otherwise he would directly give him a shot from a large-caliber revolver, and his fate would be exactly the same as his staff officer.

And at this critical moment, there was a burst of fire, and it exploded on the side of the killing canister.

Zhang Zhikai looked in the direction of the fire, and saw a young alliance soldier put down the bazooka and gave him a thumbs up with a dirty face.

He recognized who it was: a member of his guard company.

He sent two-thirds of the guards to Gaomen Ridge, with a platoon of guards by his side.

At the critical moment, they did make a difference and saved lives.

Of course, he was happy to be saved, but at the moment he shouted at him with a face full of horror: "Be careful! ”

Behind the guard, an orc was raising a rudimentary, gruff, but exaggeratedly large weapon aimed at the guard company soldier.

Zhang Zhikai also raised his pistol. A red laser beam, fired three times in a row from the muzzle of his gun.

His personal combat quality was actually not too bad, he hit all three shots, and opened three holes in the green-skinned orc's body.

The laser gun is more powerful than a normal live-fire weapon, and when a finger-thin laser beam hits an enemy, it will not only cause such a large piercing damage, but also the heat will explode in the target's body in an instant. From the front it was a hole, but from the back of the penetration, it was a big hole.

However, after eating three lasers in a row, the orc was still not dead.

The big gun in his hand fired.

The young soldier who had just saved Zhang Zhikai's life had his upper body blown into pieces in an instant.

The orc roared and turned the muzzle of the gun to Zhang Zhikai, reaching out and pulling the bolt, trying to fire again.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Zhang Zhikai shouted, continued to pull the trigger, and before the orc fired the next bullet, he hit three more lasers.

It was only after this damage that the orc finally fell.

Zhang Zhikai gasped, looked around, and called out to several staff officers, with him, not to retreat, but to advance.

They went to the front line on the outskirts of the barracks and personally threw themselves into the front line of the battle against the invading greenskins.

When a front-line infantry platoon came to the rescue, the enemy was finally wiped out.

However, the second lieutenant platoon commander who came back also clearly reported the situation on the front line to Zhang Zhikai.

I can't stand it.

If not, the enemy will not leak into the command.

At the moment, Zhang Zhikai is facing an extremely painful choice.

The situation on the high ground is now completely unknown, and the defenders on Gaomen Ridge have not been heard from for a long time while the enemy is still bombarding, and it is not impossible to assume the worst-case scenario of total annihilation.

The troops at the foot of the mountain were only about two-thirds of the whole regiment, and now it would be good to have one-third left.

Losing half of the personnel is not as simple as reducing the combat effectiveness by half. Most of the soldiers lost were front-line combat companies, and the casualty ratio of logistics troops, communications troops, air defense units, artillery units, and other units was certainly much lower than that of front-line combat companies.

Such a large casualty ratio means that many companies on the front line may only have three or five squads left.

Although the logistics troops, artillery and air defense units without shells have all been put into the front line and replenished a lot of troops, there is definitely a gap between the combat effectiveness of these soldiers and the front-line combat infantry -- the subjects of ordinary training are different, and the tactical coordination is also different.

In this sense, Gaomenling has actually been lost.

His troops no longer have the ability to continue to hold on.

The artillery support company is running out of shells!

If there are no reinforcements and no supplies, even if you survive this wave of attacks, you will definitely not be able to withstand the next wave.

Intellectually, it's time to retreat.

The difference between retreating and not retreating is nothing more than whether the next attack on the green skin will directly take Gaomenling, or whether the 7th regiment will be killed and then take Gaomenling.

In fact, Greenskin seems to be aware of the weakness of the 7th regiment.

The front attack was too fierce, and the losses were not small, so the greenskin did not continue to fight this wave, so he withdrew for a while.

But this is clearly not a retreat, but an attempt to accumulate strength.

The orc boss who is in charge of the command on the opposite side is reorganizing the team, not rushing around, but planning to gather the team, focus on a point, and attack with all his might.

What to do?

Zhang Zhikai was extremely entangled in his heart. He wanted to order a retreat several times, but on the one hand, he thought about the brothers on Gaomen Ridge, what if they were still alive?

On the other hand, I will also think about the teacher's previous sentence:

"I just want Gaomenling!"

When he was most entangled, the communications soldier came to him.

Zhang Zhikai's eyes lit up!

"Did the division report back?"

Isn't that good news?

Zhang Zhikai is full of expectations.

The message he sent at the moment before the command vehicle was blown up was to explain to the division headquarters the current dire situation of the 7th Regiment and to ask for support.

It would be good to bring in a new regiment, a battalion or even a company from a brother regiment.

It really doesn't work, the air team comes over and blows me up a round, or the artillery battalion of the division turns the muzzle to help me blow a few times, that's okay.

Anyway, let's have something!

The signal soldier's face was a little ugly, but at this critical moment, he didn't hesitate: "It's indeed a letter from the division headquarters...... Both the division commander and the divisional commissar were sacrificed, and now it is the chief of staff who takes over the commander-in-chief. He said that there was not a single soldier in the whole division to reinforce the 7th Regiment, the aviation team was completely destroyed, the artillery battalion was also destroyed in the fire confrontation with the green skins on the opposite bank, and the 7th Regiment could only rely on itself. ”

In a word, Zhang Zhikai seemed to see the tragic situation of the whole division.

It turned out that it was not only the 11th Regiment and the 7th Regiment that were emptied, but the entire 326th Division.

Zhang Zhikai said with difficulty: "I know." ”

"Commander...... What do we do now? Someone asked.

Zhang Zhikai looked around and met his partner, the political commissar of the regiment.

"Commissar Wang, what is your opinion?" He asked softly.

The political commissar surnamed Wang was injured in the calf, and a large piece of flesh was taken away by the flying shrapnel, and he could only barely bear the pain and limp walking.

Hearing the question, he didn't hesitate, smiled and said, "You take someone to withdraw, I'll stay and cut off for you." ”

"Lao Wang......"

"Don't have this expression, our mission is a failure, but I'm not stupid, don't you know that this is not to blame you, not to blame everyone in our 7th regiment? Everyone is good, they are all heroes. It's all come to this point, and the whole group can't change the ending if they die here, so let's withdraw and leave a seed for the group. ”

Zhang Zhikai gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Remove!

Since that's the case, don't hesitate.

He was going to have the communications corps give orders to each company.

The candidate after the break also needs to be carefully considered.

Just as he was about to give the order, the explosion in his ears from Gaomenling finally stopped.

Has the situation changed?

He suspended the order.

Then, he got the news from the sharp knife company that was in charge of the reconnaissance work, and those green skins who were originally accumulating strength and preparing to fight again retreated!

The situation must change!

Otherwise it can't be like this!

"Send someone to Gaomenling immediately to see if our brother is still there! Let's see if there's something going on across the river! ”

Zhang Zhikai immediately gave the order.

The scouts set off, but before they could hear the news, another good thing happened.

On the high ground, the radio of the 1 battalion came.

"Captain! We won! ”

Zhang Zhikai is very excited!

The brothers of the 1st Battalion on the high ground were bombarded with such high-intensity shelling for a day, and there were still people alive!

In addition, he was even more excited about the news from his comrades on the high ground.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Zhikai personally climbed Gaomen Ridge.

It was a rotten place, full of cannon craters, not a single vegetation, not even a large bit of rock.

But he didn't care about it anymore.

With his binoculars in hand, he looked south.

In the wilderness, Greenskins are being crushed by an Alliance army!

This alliance army, coming from the west side of the river, is in the vanguard of armored troops, and what can be seen in it is not only the lion and the lion king, but also some bigger things:

Titans!

Just Zhang Zhikai saw four Titans from the telescope!

The War Dog Titans constantly fired rapid-fire grenades and rocket launchers, spreading their terrifying firepower to wherever they needed firepower.

Although it is a little behind the Lion King and the Lion, and has decided to let the cheaper tank absorb the Greenskin's firepower, in reality, it is absolutely unambiguous when it is needed.

Zhang Zhikai saw with his own eyes that after being bombarded by several heavy artillery and rocket artillery, a giant beast was still rampage on the battlefield and overturned two lions. However, a war dog took the opportunity to approach it, and the gravity fist equipped with it slammed into the head of the giant beast from the side.

The outer armor of steel, the tough scales and skin, and the sturdy skull were all unable to resist, and the whole head was slightly deformed under the heavy blow.

Its body fell crookedly, and the Titan also replenished its relatively fragile belly with a few grenades, completely ending the life of the war beast.

Win!

Indeed a win!

At this moment, Zhang Zhikai couldn't even help but shed tears!

In his mind, one after another comrades who had died were flashed.

The 7th Regiment, the 326th Division, and even all the participating troops paid an unimaginable price in this arduous riverbank blocking battle.

And these costs are finally paying off.

"Sacrificed comrades, you can't see this scene, I'll see it for you!"

……

Perbov also did not expect that the riverbank blocking battle would be fought so tragically.

First of all, the scale of the greenskins gathered was beyond expectations, and the enemy on the south bank of the Great River had exceeded two million, and they were attacking on all fronts.

He thought that the riverbank would be lost, and that his plan would go awry.

And just as he was stepping up preparations for the general offensive on the one hand and preparing to launch plan B on the other, he found that the riverbank that had been bombed indiscriminately and attacked on all fronts was always strong!

The 326th, 376th, and 442nd divisions under the 1st Army Group of the Allied Army were almost all defeated, with more than 100,000 casualties.

Counting the losses of the defense forces, the total number is probably more than 250,000.

But they persevered, and Perbov vowed that he would never fail the sacrifices of those heroes!

(End of chapter)