Conquer Europe from the West

Chapter 62 Infiltrating Farlan

Dimon's speculation was largely correct.

His Second and Fourth Battalions were almost the only ones in the three-kilometer buffer zone on the Imperial front, and this situation had lasted for three days.

Similarly, if Damon's troops successfully reached the east bank of the Rhine, it would be impossible for Ryan's 4th Battalion to rely solely on the simple Esco explosion-proof wall to fight against several regiments.

But this is all based on several premises.

1: Can they really make it?
2: What would happen if the headquarters was exposed?
It was almost the same time that Damon issued orders to several of his troops.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion have already crossed two or three hills and started laying the small Esco explosion-proof walls that were just delivered to the front line today on the hills that are large enough to clearly identify the entire Belfort city area.

These small ESCO blast-proof walls are only 40 cm long on three sides, making them easy to fill and convenient for soldiers to carry.

During their rest periods, the soldiers of the Second Battalion mastered the use of this small explosion-proof wall by themselves - basically, they stuffed the soil produced by digging trenches into it and used it as a simple sandbag.

This thing doesn't have strong defensive capabilities, but fortunately it can ensure their efficiency in digging trenches.

After all, the earth excavated in ordinary times cannot be easily piled up into blocks that will not fall apart.

the other side.

Compared with the Second Battalion's approach of urgently building simple positions while advancing, Ryan and the assault company, which attacked a little later than them, completely abandoned the idea of ​​establishing positions.

With the help of the system map, Ryan found a mountain road with almost no ups and downs almost effortlessly, and began to advance his troops towards Belfort.

The assault company currently has 160 people available, because the remaining people are also responsible for commanding all machine gun and artillery positions in the rear.

At Ryan's request, the soldiers who went to the front line were divided into more than 50 groups of three.

But there are only six groups that Rennes can confirm at a glance.

If it were brighter, perhaps we could see more groups, but it was night time now and even the moon was partially obscured by dark clouds, so we couldn't see them.

In the shadow of the forest, Ryan kept opening and closing the system map, for fear of missing a possible enemy.

McIver followed behind him with a private, and further back, about thirty meters to the left and right, were Schneider's adjutant and the team led by Brinkman.

They were the vanguard of the entire assault company, and the other soldiers followed further behind.

If you look at the map, you can see that they only needed more than 160 people to almost occupy three or four hills.

The entire army formed an impenetrable net, and even a fly could not pass through such a net.

After Ryan climbed over the fourth hill, he checked the map as usual and suddenly found three small red dots walking side by side.

"Lie down!"

He lay directly on the soft, wet mountain ground, with one fist raised above his head. Then a series of rustling sounds came from behind. They obviously saw the signal sent from the front.

Ryan said, "McQuay, tell the people behind to hold their fire as low as possible to avoid being exposed!"

"Yes!" McIver retreated using his hands and feet, and when he was about to leave the group, he saw several vague figures.

Ryan noticed it with his naked eyes earlier than him, so he had already aimed the pistol in his hand at the three Farlans.

But he wasn't going to shoot with the pistol.

The Vosges Mountains are very dark at night.

Once fired, the muzzle flame of the pistol can be seen clearly even from more than ten kilometers away.

So he gently kicked the private lying beside him and asked, "Do you have any grenades?"

"Here, sir!"

This kid obviously knew that Ryan was good at using grenades, so he didn't even think about throwing it himself. This made Ryan look at him a little longer, and then he took the grenade.

At this time, he could already hear the sounds made by the Farlanes as they walked.

Considering that the distance that sound travels in the forest is shorter than in open land, Ryan immediately pulled the fuse of the grenade.

The sharp sound, accompanied by a faint green smoke, spread to the surroundings. The sudden sound almost immediately attracted the attention of the Farlan people.

One of the soldiers immediately bent down alertly, but before he could find Ryan's position, a wooden-handled grenade flew in front of him.

The wooden-handled grenade, which could only burn for four seconds, exploded directly in the air. Although the fire was bright, it was completely blocked by the tall treetops - Ryan only saw a beautiful red flash.

But the Farlanes didn't think so.

The grenade that exploded in mid-air blew the head of the bent-over Farlan soldier to pieces, and the resulting shock wave blew the people behind him into the air.

But the other two were not dead, and Ryan could hear their screams.

Immediately afterwards, the soldier who handed Ryan the grenade added another grenade.

Now the remaining two people are deader than dead.

Ryan saw that the red dot had disappeared three hundred meters ahead of him.

"Keep going!" He gave the order to McIver who had rushed back.

The stopped army started moving again.

The forest at night is filled with rustling sounds.

The sounds of 150mm guns firing and shells exploding continued, but as Ryan reached the fifth hill, they suddenly ceased firing.

"It's just the right time."

McIver lay on his stomach behind Ryan, and imitating Ryan's behavior of breaking off the peak of his helmet, he carefully poked his head out of the tree trunk used as a cover, and for the first time confirmed the scene of Belfort at night with his naked eyes.

The town, which is about five kilometers wide from east to west and three kilometers from north to south, is now completely engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

McIver could see a large group of black figures moving through the flames, and several Farlane-made fire trucks were working to put out the fire in several plain-looking buildings.

"They're pretty smart," McIver said to Ryan, "using civilian houses as command posts."

But Ryan ignored McIver.

Because he was waiting for the 150mm gun to start firing flares.

The mountain roads ahead are almost all within the territory of Farlan. The imperial soldiers have rarely encountered the mountain roads in these places, so they cannot advance as quickly as before.

More importantly, the Farlans had already deployed hundreds of men on the mountain.

These people, like the previous team, were moving in groups of three towards the mountains.

As for the nearest one, if you walk forward a dozen meters and step on the top of the hill, you can see Ryan's location at a glance.

"Put your head back!"

Ryan immediately exited the map, grabbed McIlwain, and pulled him back to his side.

McIver was just wondering when he heard a gunshot!
The helmet that was originally worn on his head almost flew off while spinning, and the small bullet hole was clearly visible even in the dim night.

"It's their elite troops!"

Ryan said to him.

(End of this chapter)