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At the same time, they also strengthened their contacts with friendly forces. Mo Yan met with the commanders of friendly forces several times to discuss joint combat plans.

"Captain Mo Yan, your position is the most important on the front line, you must hold it to the end." said a friendly commander.

"Please rest assured, we will defend this land to the death." Mo Yan answered firmly.

However, as the war progressed, the enemy's offensive became more and more fierce. Their equipment was constantly upgraded, and their troops increased day by day. In every battle, Mo Yan and his team were under tremendous pressure.

In a fierce battle, the enemy's artillery fire almost covered the entire position, causing many team members to be injured. Looking at the wounded bodies of his comrades, Mo Yan was filled with grief and indignation.

The roar of heavy machine guns, the roar of mortars, and the whistling of rocket launchers intertwined together and poured towards the enemy's artillery positions.

The enemy's artillery position was instantly engulfed in flames, with flames and smoke everywhere.

The artillery fire suddenly weakened, and some enemy guns were even directly destroyed.

Seeing this, Mo Yan immediately ordered a charge. The team members bravely rushed out of the bunker and pounced on the enemy position.

They charged forward, shooting and throwing grenades, engaging in a desperate fight with the enemy.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and flames, and the two sides were locked in a fierce stalemate.

The enemy resisted tenaciously, constantly sending reinforcements and adjusting tactics in an attempt to stop Mo Yan and his men's attack.

The enemy's machine guns fired crazily and shells kept exploding around Mo Yan and his team.

Although some members were injured or even sacrificed, the remaining members continued to charge forward without fear.

"Captain, look! There's chaos behind the enemy!" a team member suddenly shouted.

Mo Yan looked in the direction the team member pointed, and saw flames and thick smoke behind the enemy.

His heart was lifted, knowing that this was a golden opportunity. He immediately ordered: "Seize this opportunity and attack with all your strength!"

With the assistance of friendly forces, Mo Yan and his team successfully broke through the enemy's defense line and regained the lost territory.

They pursued the enemy all the way until dawn when they stopped their attack.

The battlefield was littered with enemy corpses and abandoned weapons and equipment, but Mo Yan and his team won the victory.

When the sun rose, the battlefield finally returned to peace.

Mo Yan stood on a high place and looked at the enemy positions in the distance through a telescope.

The enemy positions were deserted, with only destroyed artillery equipment and shell craters left.

He looked back at his position, which was riddled with bullet holes and covered in blood.

Looking at the team members lying on the ground exhausted to rest, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in his heart.

However, he also knew the significance of this victory to the entire war.

They successfully disrupted the enemy's offensive rhythm, regained the initiative, and created favorable opportunities for friendly forces.

Mo Yan walked up to the team members, patted their shoulders one by one and said, "Brothers, you have worked hard! This victory is inseparable from the efforts and contributions of each of you!"

"Captain, you are right! We are all fighting for victory!" the team members responded one after another.

During the rest time, Mo Yan organized the team members to conduct a comprehensive summary and reflection. They sat around the campfire in the camp, talked freely, and shared their experiences and lessons learned in the battle.

"I think we still need to improve our tactical coordination," said one team member. "Sometimes in combat, I feel like our actions are not coordinated enough."

Mo Yan nodded in agreement: "Indeed, we need to work more closely together. We should strengthen this aspect in the next training."

Another team member mentioned the equipment problem: "Captain, although our equipment is good, it is still far behind the enemy. Especially their heavy weapons, which pose a great threat to us."

Mo Yan thought for a moment and replied, "I will report this issue to my superiors and try to equip us with better weapons. At the same time, we must make full use of the existing equipment and maximize our combat effectiveness."

During the rest period, the scientific research team was also busy. They used this time to conduct an in-depth analysis of previous combat data and try to find areas for improvement.

"We found that the enemy's ability to operate at night seems to be better than ours," said the head of the research team. "This may be because their night vision equipment is more advanced than ours."

Mo Yan frowned after hearing this: "This is a serious problem. We cannot avoid fighting at night. Do you have any ideas to improve our night vision equipment?"

The head of the research team nodded and replied: "We are developing a new type of night vision device, hoping to improve our combat effectiveness at night."

In addition to summarizing and reflecting, the team members also used this time to train hard.

They get up early every morning to do physical and shooting training, and in the afternoon they conduct tactical drills and simulated battles. Mo Yan personally guides the team members in tactical coordination exercises to ensure that everyone can play their best role in the battle.

However, just as the rest was about to end, an accident happened again. A small enemy team took the opportunity to sneak attack their camp and attempted to capture Mo Yan and his team members.

It was already late at night, and the team members were resting in the camp. After a day of hard work, they fell asleep as night fell.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid gunfire broke the tranquility of the night sky, as deafening as thunder. Then, the enemy's shouts and footsteps got closer and closer, and there was chaos and noise.

"Hurry up! The enemy is attacking!" Mo Yan shouted loudly, his voice full of tension and anxiety. He quickly put on his clothes, grabbed the rifle beside him, and rushed out of the tent. The other team members heard the gunshots and Mo Yan's shouts, and immediately woke up from their sleep. They picked up their weapons as quickly as possible and rushed out of the tent after Mo Yan.

In the darkness of the night, the enemy surged in like a tide, their figures looming in the moonlight. The enemy was numerous and well-equipped, and they fired wildly at the camp with automatic weapons. Bullets whizzed through the air, streaking dazzling flames. Relying on the fortifications of the camp, Mo Yan and his team members quickly entered combat mode. They raised their weapons and fought back. However, the enemy's offensive was extremely fierce, and they seemed to be unafraid of death, charging forward wave after wave.

"Captain, we can't hold out for long at this rate!" A team member shouted anxiously to Mo Yan during a break in shooting. His face was covered in sweat and smoke, and his eyes revealed deep worry.

"Don't panic! We must hold our ground and wait for reinforcements!" Mo Yan responded loudly, his voice firm and powerful. He knew that panic and retreat at this moment would only make the situation worse. He held the rifle tightly, aimed at a charging enemy, and pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, the enemy fell down.

At the same time, Mo Yan was also nervously thinking about how to deal with it. He knew that facing so many enemies, it would be difficult for their small team to resist alone. They had to request reinforcements as soon as possible to turn the tide of the battle.

The enemy's attack was as fierce as a ferocious beast, and the artillery fire was as dense as a torrential rain in midsummer, boundless and continuous.

Artillery shells exploded one after another around the position, shaking the earth and seeming to completely engulf the position.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and dust, making the vision blurry.

In this chaos and uproar, the soldiers could only rely on their instincts and intuition to put up a tenacious resistance.

Behind the positions, ammunition and supplies were quickly depleted. Soldiers hurriedly opened boxes of ammunition, and each bullet was carefully loaded into the gun chamber, as if it were the continuation of their lives.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the team members' physical strength was close to the limit. Sweat poured down from their foreheads like a waterfall, and their clothes were soaked, but no one bothered to wipe it off. Their eyes were firm and resolute. Even though they were exhausted, they still held their positions and had no intention of retreating.

"Captain, we're running out of ammunition!" A team member, his face covered in dust and sweat, hurried over to Mo Yan to report. His eyes were filled with worry and helplessness, as if asking, "What should we do?"

Mo Yan frowned and looked around, only to see that the ammunition boxes on the battlefield were empty. His heart sank, realizing that without ammunition, the weapons would be like scrap metal. He looked up and saw that the enemy's offensive was still fierce, and the artillery fire had not weakened in the slightest because of their predicament.

"Pass the order down, everyone save ammunition and shoot accurately! Make sure every bullet is used to its maximum effect!" Mo Yan's voice was firm and powerful, penetrating the roar of the war and echoing in the ears of every team member. His words were like a shot of adrenaline, cheering up the exhausted team members.

The team members who received the order nodded in agreement. They were fully aware of the current predicament and Mo Yan's intention. They began to cherish the ammunition in their hands more and strived for accuracy every time they shot.

However, even if they tried to save more, the ammunition was still decreasing, and every bullet they fired was heartbreaking.

At the same time, the enemy's offensive became more and more fierce. The artillery kept bombarding the position like a crazy beast, and each artillery attack made the position tremble, as if it was going to tear the defense line apart. Under this bombardment, the team members could only hold their weapons tightly and look for cover to avoid the flying shrapnel and dust.

"Captain, there is a gap in the left defense line! Request support!" A member in charge of the left defense line shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling and anxious. He tightly grasped his rifle, his eyes revealing a desire for victory and a determination to hold on to life.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan immediately picked up the telescope and looked at the left line of defense, only to see the enemy rushing in like a tide, trying to break through the line of defense through this flaw. His heart tightened, but he immediately calmed down and made a quick decision: dispatch players from other lines of defense to provide support, and at the same time call for fire support from the rear artillery, and never let the enemy succeed.

"Everyone, hold on! Reinforcements are coming! We only need to hold on for a little longer to defeat the enemy!" Mo Yan shouted loudly, boosting the morale of the team members. His voice was as exciting as a war drum, which rekindled the fighting spirit of the exhausted team members.

Inspired by Mo Yan, the team members lifted their spirits and threw themselves into the fierce battle. They defended every inch of land with their lives and blood, and fought a desperate battle with the enemy.

Each charge was accompanied by fierce gunfire, shouting, and sounds of hand-to-hand combat, as if it was going to overturn the entire battlefield.

Meanwhile, behind the front lines, the scientific research team was busy but orderly, wearing white lab coats and goggles, concentrating on developing new ammunition.

Every researcher is well aware of the hardships and dangers faced by frontline fighters, and they hope to bring more innovations and breakthroughs to the fighters through their own efforts.

"Captain, we are developing a new type of ammunition that can improve shooting accuracy and power! I hope it can be of help to you!" A researcher contacted Mo Yan excitedly, his voice full of anticipation and pride.

Hearing this news, Mo Yan's eyes lit up and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He knew the importance of the scientific research team and expected them to bring more innovations and breakthroughs. "Great! Please send it to the front line as soon as possible, we need it urgently!" He said excitedly, as if he saw the dawn of victory.

While waiting for the arrival of new ammunition, Mo Yan and his team members still held their positions and fought desperately with the enemy. They used their flesh and blood to build an indestructible line of defense, making it difficult for the enemy to move forward. Every inch of the ground on the position was soaked with their blood and sweat, but their eyes remained firm and resolute.

Finally, after working day and night, the research team successfully developed a new type of ammunition. The research team quickly contacted the front-line headquarters and conveyed this exciting news to Mo Yan.

When Mo Yan heard the news, a gleam flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that the victory of this battle might depend on this batch of new ammunition.

The scientific research team quickly organized a transport team and carefully loaded the new ammunition onto military trucks.

These ammunitions are carefully protected to ensure that they are not damaged during transportation. Each ammunition embodies the sweat and wisdom of the scientific research team for countless days and nights, and carries everyone's expectations and desire for victory.

The transport team set out under the cover of night, crossed the battlefield, and finally arrived at the front line after overcoming many hardships and dangers. When the soldiers saw the trucks loaded with new ammunition slowly driving into the position, they showed an expression of disbelief on their faces, and then burst into warm cheers.

"New ammunition is coming!"

The soldiers told each other, and the news quickly spread throughout the position.

The soldiers gathered around and looked at these new ammunitions with curiosity. They were exquisite in appearance and revealed their powerful power.

Mo Yan walked to the front of the truck and personally received this batch of precious ammunition. He fondled the ammunition box, as if he could feel the great power contained in it. He looked up at the soldiers, his eyes gleaming with determination: "Brothers, with this batch of new ammunition, we will surely defeat the enemy and win this battle!"

The soldiers' morale was greatly boosted when they heard Mo Yan's words.

They quickly distributed the new ammunition to various combat positions, eager to try out the power of this new ammunition.

Under Mo Yan's leadership, they readjusted their tactical layout and prepared to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

As new ammunition came into use, the situation on the battlefield changed instantly.

Relying on the accuracy and power of the new ammunition, the soldiers repelled the enemy's attacks time and time again.

In the final charge, they were unstoppable and completely defeated the enemy. This arduous battle ended with their victory.

After the battle, the battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder and dust, but the soldiers' faces were filled with smiles of victory.

They hugged each other tightly to celebrate the hard-won victory. Mo Yan looked at the tired but happy team members, feeling deeply moved. (End of this chapter)