Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1172 Chapter 1173 The Night Attack That Nothing Changed

The goblin defenders in Dingcheng feel uncomfortable seeing the flag of the Tang Empire flying in the central square.They tried to regain lost ground, but the effort really didn't pay off.

The firepower of the orcs is too strong for the goblins. As the battle progressed, Shanlu received more and more reinforcements.

The Tang Empire ordered a large number of Thomson submachine guns from Chu State, which greatly increased the firepower density of the orc troops.

In street fighting, the orc troops had more and more automatic weapons, and the counter-attacking goblins had almost nothing to do in the face of such powerful firepower.

A submachine gunner on the other side can almost find the effect of a light machine gun at any place. What can the mirage army do besides taking human lives?

Now, judging from some ruins, the entire square is covered with the corpses of mirage troops, and even the wreckage of two tanks.

It is really interesting to talk about the wreckage of these two tanks. Before that, the orc army transferred a No. 4 tank from nowhere, hoping to use this tank as a cover to quickly break through the mirage army's defense line.

But they failed, the mirage army fought back non-stop, and finally covered a crazy soldier and killed the orc tank that was showing off its might in the central square with a stab thunder.

After destroying this tank, the orcs did not dare to invest in new tanks.Because for orcs, tanks are also precious things.

Later, the goblins also got a tank, trying to use this tank to cover their infantry to retake the west side of the square and regain control of the square.

But when this tank was attacking, it was directly penetrated by the orc army with a rocket, and it was killed in the square like this.

Ever since, one of the two sides lost a tank in the central square, and then stopped pursuing such an attempt.The well-behaved both sides began to invest more soldiers to compete for this square, as if gold was buried under this square.

Of course, there is no gold buried here, and there is not even a serious sewer. The two sides discarded thousands of corpses here, in fact, just to fight for their last breath.

As the sky gradually darkened, a group of soldiers began to gather again behind the barricades of the Mirage Army.They're going to attack again and continue to fight for that damned high ground.

"For Your Majesty Mirage!" The leading commander drew out the command saber from his waist and lowered his voice to cheer for his soldiers.

These soldiers also silently drew their bayonets from their waists and inserted them into the muzzles of their guns.They had no other weapons, not even bullets.

Before setting off, they received an order to leave the remaining bullets for the follow-up troops.Now all they can use are the various cold weapons in their hands.

Some use knives, some use bayonets, some use spears, and some use shovels and hoes and things like that.

Compared to the army, they are more like a group of rebellious civilians, their weapons are messy, and even their military uniforms are not neat.The clothes on their bodies were all patched, and the steel helmets on their heads were all left for later troops.

Because of the lack of supplies, even steel helmets are already in urgent need: even if there is a hole in it, it is still a sought-after item.

"After setting off, don't make any noise!" The officer stared at the soldiers in front of him, and said word by word: "Do everything you can to get close to the enemy's position. Only when the assault succeeds can we survive!"

All the soldiers looked at their officer and listened carefully to what the officer said to them.Compared with other reckless commanders, life with this chief seems to be pretty good.

It's a pity that after retreating all the way here, they were finally used in a desperate counterattack.The order must be carried out, this battle...they seem to be unable to escape.

As the sky was getting dark, the sound of artillery in the distance was still echoing, and these soldiers began to climb over the obstacles.The buildings on both sides of the square have been destroyed. For the attacking side, such a terrain is indeed not very convenient.

The enemy hidden in the ruins on the opposite side had a very good vision, but the cautious goblin bypassed the dangerous area a little bit, and advanced along the more complicated terrain on both sides of the square as much as possible.

Only the moonlight could illuminate the surrounding environment, and it was too dark to see anything clearly. These goblins groped forward and gradually approached the orc's position.

Holding a command knife, the goblin officer led the veterans and recruits, complaining helplessly about the stupidity of their superiors while cursing their madness.

One-third of his troops, officers and veterans, had been transferred to command new units, and that was the best news he had ever heard before he set out.

As for why the most valuable veterans were not transferred away, it was because without these backbones, the recruits would not have the courage to launch a desperate attack.

But why launch such an attack that is almost impossible to succeed?Because Mirage's troops are starting to run out of ammunition.There are so many troops left and they can't get ammunition, so why not try to counterattack at night...

As for why not retreat these redundant troops without ammunition to Mirage?This involves another question: Who stays and who goes?
Whoever you withdraw, the rest will have opinions. Giving everyone hope at this time is tantamount to choosing a big defeat.

Simply don't let anyone go, only fill people in, don't evacuate people outside, so as to maintain the basic battle situation.

It's just that this will consume a large number of veterans who have survived on the cruel battlefield, making their sacrifices worthless.

Going forward is the defense line of the orc army. The distance between the two sides is already very close, and even the voices of some orcs can be vaguely heard by goblins.

It is impossible to have the kind of pig sudden attack that shouts long live from a distance of several hundred meters, but it is impossible for anyone with a little brain to tell the enemy that he is coming.

The actual situation is that the commander will take the lead in shouting only when he is very close to the enemy to ensure that he can quickly advance to the enemy and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

This cry is actually an order to charge, and an order to contact people around.Because you don't shout, how do other small troops in the dark know that you have launched an attack?Without communication, no one can know whether to continue to covertly move forward, nor is it sure how long to wait in place.

Therefore, when the defense line of the orc troops could be vaguely seen, the leading goblin commander stood up from behind a narrow shelter, and shouted loudly: "For Your Majesty Mirage! Go!"

"Long live Your Majesty Mirage!" The mirage soldiers who had already agreed on a slogan started to shout, then got up from the ground and launched an attack towards the enemy's trenches that were already close in front of them.

The orc army probably also expected that the mirage army would launch a counterattack at night, and soon the intense gunfire began to echo on the battlefield.

In less than 30 seconds, a flare rose into the sky.It exploded in mid-air, turning everything around it ghastly white.

At the same time, the face of the commander of the mirage army was pale: he saw an MG42 machine gun with a belt hanging on the main position, directly behind the defensive troops in front of the orc troops, aiming at his position. s position.

Beside him, there are dense mirage soldiers climbing up with their weapons in their hands. They are stepping on the ruins and corpses, staggering, but their speed is not fast.

When these soldiers were about to show some color to the orc troops in the front row, the sound of a chainsaw sounded from the machine gun position behind the orcs.

It was a sound that many goblins were very familiar with, and it was a sound that many goblins were very afraid of.Once there is the sound of tearing cloth on the battlefield, it must be that nothing good happened.

Sure enough, the dazzling tracer bullets began to rampage on the battlefield, and the goblin soldiers who were rushing towards the orc army stopped under their feet, and many soldiers began to stagger and fall, as if they were under some magic.

Before the soldiers in the front row figured out what happened, the blood spurted from the comrades around him sprayed on his face.Before the bloodied soldier could cry out, another bullet pierced his chest.

This was the collision of flesh and blood and steel. Even though there were heavy casualties, some goblins rushed into the defense line of the orc army.

The orc troops were not to be outdone, and the two sides soon began hand-to-hand combat.The orcs, who had superior firepower, had submachine gunners joining the battle from time to time, and the continuous shooting caused the mirage troops who came up to fight the bayonets to lose many people.

The officer directing the mirage army's attack kept rushing forward with his soldiers, stepping on the corpses of his own people, step by step.As he walked, he saw an orc soldier who was stabbed to death with a bayonet, which meant that their attack had achieved some results.

It's just...the effect doesn't seem to be great.Gradually, the goblin army began to collapse due to lack of succession.

"Attack! Continue to attack! Run or die!" The mirage commander shouted loudly, reminding his soldiers to regain their courage.He knew that if he ran back to the starting point under the firepower of the orcs, almost no one would survive.

But his efforts were useless. When he was shouting loudly, a bullet flew from nowhere and hit him in the head. He fell to the side and there was no more sound.

Those soldiers who had just charged forward, screaming, now started to run away like weasels who saw a dog.Once again they were driven back to where they started, and nothing seemed to have changed.

(End of this chapter)