Such a thing can undoubtedly effectively reduce the casualties of commanders and has won praise from officers and soldiers.

"Don't think about it, these bastards won't attack during the day."

Batu dug into the canned beef with big mouthfuls, then opened the small wine bottle he brought with him and took a sip happily.

Drinking during war is also a special privilege of the Mongolian camp.

"What the hell, where are these bastards hiding?" After looking for a long time, Hugjiril didn't even see a single living German soldier.

"Don't look anymore, these bastards are all hiding."

If I were the Air Force and threw napalm bombs at the mountain in front, I would definitely burn out a company.

"Maybe it's a battalion!" Hugjirel nodded.

The mountain about two or three kilometers in front of the position has very dense vegetation.

The weather is getting warmer, and many branches have sprouted green buds.

Looking through the periscope, the hillside opposite is very beautiful in yellow and green.

"Boom!" A ball of fire suddenly exploded on the hillside.

Hugjirel was startled, and soon the second and third...

Five or six napalm bombs were dropped on the hillside in a row!

The flames steamed up, and along with the billowing smoke, there was a burning fire dragon on the hillside.

Under the fire dragon, more than a hundred German soldiers, covered in fire, ran out of the forest.

All the Mongolian battalion soldiers stuck their heads out of the trenches and looked at the incredible scene in front of them.

Too scary!

Although they were far away, their screams could not be heard at all.

But those miserable howls seemed to be in my ears!

Hugjiril was inside the periscope, watching the people in the distance waving their hands, jumping and rolling on the ground.

The fallen man had black smoke billowing from his body.

Ordinary soldiers did not have binoculars, so they could only see the spectacular scene of the fire dragon burning the mountain.

"Holy shit, are these bombs so powerful now?" Seeing the mountains in the distance, they were burning like torches.

Hugjirel was really shocked!

I have been fighting for a year now and have fought in many places in Russia and Ukraine.

It’s not like I’ve never fought a tragic battle before, but this is the first time I’ve seen such a tragic scene.

"I waited, and two cannons came from behind.

A cannonball weighs three tons, three tons!

I caught up with several tractors!

You said it must be more powerful than this thing when it is thrown out by one shot."

"Three tons?

Then half the fucking hillside would be dead.”

Hugjirel understood that when artillery shells fell, not many people were actually killed by shrapnel.

More people were shocked to death!

They had seen with their own eyes people whose internal organs were shattered alive.

There was a hole in his stomach, and his broken internal organs, which were as thick as batter, flowed all over the floor.

The eyeballs were so shocked that they shot out more than two meters away and fell to the ground, which was very scary.

A three-ton shell would probably kill people on half the hillside.

"That's not even counting the small rocket launcher fired last night.

Each regiment is equipped with twelve guns, and I heard that one hundred and eight rockets can be fired in twenty seconds.

Those in front were almost a company, but they were just a volley, and now they are all lying there.

Now this ghost thing is getting more and more powerful."

Batu sighed helplessly. Based on his experience of fighting for a year, he rose from a small soldier to a battalion commander.

The Ming army has it this year, and the coalition forces will probably have it next year.

Just like large-caliber rocket launchers and large-caliber howitzers.

When the Prussians first attacked, they also used a large number of rocket launchers to clear the ground.

The Russian army was defeated by this kind of artillery fire!

When it was the Ming army's turn, this tactic was not easy to use.

After all, the Ming army had too many large-caliber artillery.

At the division level, they are generally equipped with 155mm howitzers.

When a rocket launcher is fired, the huge smoke that rises is an indicator.

During the day, as soon as these rocket launchers were launched, they would be discovered and killed by Ming army aircraft.

Although it was a little hidden at night, no one could escape once discovered by the Ming army.

The most terrible thing is that the coalition's rocket launchers are still pulled by mules and horses, and their maneuverability is completely incomparable with that of the Ming army.

The Ming Army's rocket launchers were towed away by tractors after being fired.

Coalition forces...! This process is complicated.

After the bombs were dropped, the Ming army planes shook off their wings and circled in the sky like hawks, then found a place to fire machine gun bullets at will.

Throughout the day, the soldiers in the Mongolian camp just slept in the sun.

If you are thirsty, drink some beer or milk tea; if you are hungry, eat flatbread and canned beef.

The warm sunshine shone on their bodies and made them feel warm. They didn't look like they were here to fight, but more like they were on vacation.

Not a single artillery shell was fired from the coalition forces.

Not a single shot!

Throughout the day, Ming army aircraft were circling in the sky like vultures.

Whenever you see anything strange on the ground, blow it up with bombs.

Today's bombs all use napalm.

Although the heavy rain a few days ago made the forest very humid.

But this kind of napalm bomb can still set the entire mountain on fire.

Because there is a large amount of water vapor, thick smoke will emit when burning.

The thick smoke can even reach into the sky, truly connecting to the blue sky and the underworld.

You can see clearly from more than ten or twenty kilometers away without a telescope.

Soon, night fell.

As the last rays of the sun disappeared over the horizon, the Germans emerged from their holes like mice.

At 6:30 in the evening, Batu ordered the entire battalion to retreat into the bunker.

On the front line, only a few observation posts were left.

Only ten minutes after the entire battalion entered the bomb shelter, rockets rained down like hailstones.

Even though he was squatting in the shell-proof cave, Batu still felt his body jumping.

Every time a cannonball landed on the ground, it felt like a sledgehammer pounding the chest.

Chest tightness, can't breathe.

My head was buzzing, and my stomach was cramping and I felt like vomiting.

Some recruits who had eaten too much were squatting on the ground and vomiting "wow" and "wow".

Rockets are something that happens in a short period of time. It only lasts for ten or twenty seconds, and it's over after just one load.

What's really deadly is the large-caliber howitzer!

Every time a bullet hit, the internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the feeling was extremely uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!