"Lao Hu, you have to think of a way right now! Kill those tanks, otherwise we won't be able to fight this broken battle. Bah, bah, bah~"

The warehouse manager dug out his head from a certain bomb crater with his head covered in blood and his body covered in mud, and then he yelled this sentence at Hu Biao.

While shouting, he kept spitting out a mouth full of mud.

The voice was filled with a huge sense of depression.

Of course, the poor warehouse manager had no choice but to be forced into such a miserable situation, otherwise he would never behave like this.

About two minutes ago, I relied on my good eyesight.

In the smoke of gunfire that had not yet subsided, the warehouse manager saw the soldiers launching attacks towards Highland 350.3 and Mount Yanzuki respectively.

Among them, the number of troops attacking Yanzuki Mountain was slightly smaller, that is, the size of two companies.

In addition, there are probably five or six system teams and about ten system experts among them.

However, such an offensive force, compared to the Yanyue Mountain position, with the addition of the Nakasu team and the Moozi team, each with a strength of about 30 or so, still does not exceed the 100-man defensive force.

Just in terms of military strength, it still occupies quite an overwhelming advantage.

As for the attack on 350.3 Highlands, the strength was at least one battalion in terms of soldiers alone, and almost all the members of the Nordic team were also included.

It can be said that as soon as the battle started, the opponent showed an all-out attitude.

After seeing such a scene, the nervous warehouse manager quickly raised his voice and issued a battle warning to Hu Biao and others in the tunnel.

Then, when Hu Biao and others hurriedly rushed to the position with weapons in hand, the warehouse manager had already picked up the 98k sniper rifle in his hand.

About 720 meters away, a very good target was caught in the scope.

He was a lieutenant among the soldiers. He was currently hiding under the cover of a group of soldiers. He was obviously the person responsible for commanding the ordinary soldiers in this attack.

Although the distance to Highland 350.3 is a bit far, the effective range of the 98k rifle in the warehouse manager's hand, which he has carefully modified and maintained, is over 800 meters.

He was completely confident that he could kill such a valuable target with one shot.

Even if he is not a member of the rival system team, it is still worthy of his action.

After all, the current opponent's team is the Nordic team ranked first in the system, and he has long wanted to compete with such a sniper from the first team.

Look at the level of snipers in this level team.

Unfortunately, there was no time for the warehouse manager to pull the trigger and kill his opponent. Instead, his opponent rushed him and launched a fatal attack.

Those were the twenty-odd tanks that took the lead among the troops attacking this time.

Whether it is the m26 Pershing tank, the m46 Patton tank, or the m4a3 Sherman tank, which is about to be eliminated.

Although due to the terrain, they cannot drive directly to the high ground.

But when they rushed to the foot of the mountain, they drove the front end of the tank up some slopes, and the end of the body began to tilt up to retrieve it.

Suddenly, the tank's muzzle, which could have been raised at an angle, was raised to an angle where it could fire directly at the position.

Then, just open fire.

By the way, it was added to the tank,

The heavy machine gun, which could shoot twice at high and low levels, also began to fire at the position under the guidance of the commanders.

Whether it's direct artillery fire or heavy machine gun bullets.

Most of them went to Highland 350.3, and a few of them went to Mount Iwazuki.

On an M26 Pershing tank, the T7-type 90mm-caliber cannon, although it was not aimed at the warehouse, it only fired a shell at the position.

But it couldn't withstand the 90mm caliber anti-personnel grenade, and coincidentally it hit the sniper position where the warehouse manager was.

Thanks to the warehouse manager's rich experience gained in countless battles and multiple deaths.

The moment the tank gun opened fire, under an almost instinctive reaction of danger, the warehouse manager didn't even care about the 98k sniper rifle that had been used for a long time.

Holding his head with both hands, he rolled awkwardly towards a crater on one side.

At most one second later, a shell exploded at the original position of the warehouse tube.

Although the warehouse manager's roll this time was a little timely, allowing him to avoid most of the damage; he still felt a sudden chill on his scalp during the process.

The fragments of an artillery shell flew over under the force of the explosion shock wave, and just missed the scalp of the warehouse pipe.

Not only did he cut a hole in the cotton hat on his head, but he also cut a deep scar on his scalp. A large amount of blood suddenly poured out along the scalp, staining the entire skull of the warehouse manager with blood.

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Such a wound, for the warehouse manager who is often injured in various ways, is painful, but not terribly painful.

But the experience of having someone interrupt the sniping process or forcibly interrupt it is really a bit worse and colder.

Immediately, after the guy rolled all the way, he got up and cursed the first sentence at Hu Biao.

After he finished cursing, he looked at the 98k that he had not had time to bring with him just now.

Only then did he realize that this rifle, which had been on some missions with him and had killed countless targets, had already had its barrel twisted by the explosion, making it completely unusable.

"What the hell! These grandsons~"

The warehouse manager cursed in a low voice with hatred.

In his heart, he strongly resisted the urge to let Hu Biao release the anti-tank gun so that he could fight to the death with the tank crew.

I picked up the SVT-40 semi-automatic rifle left behind by a ZY soldier who died in battle, and once again looked for a new target...

Regarding the shout from the warehouse manager's mouth, Hu Biao actually didn't hear it at all.

But it didn't affect his plan at all, to find a way to kill some of the tanks at the foot of the mountain; at least it would make them have no choice but to continue firing fearfully.

The reason is very simple, that is because at the same time, an M26 Pershing tank fired a shell at the position of the warehouse manager.

Of course, the other twenty or so tanks will not be idle either.

The tank guns on other M46 Patton tanks and M4A3 tanks also opened fire on the position one after another, and they were still firing non-stop.

For a time, these direct fires fell on the 350.3 heights.

Although in terms of caliber and density, it is far more powerful than the heavy artillery group plus the continuous bombing intensity of the aircraft, it is more accurate because of the direct fire.

A large number of artillery shells continued to fall on the position, killing and injuring several people in a blink of an eye.

There was even a Maxim heavy machine gun among them, which was set up by three ZY soldiers on the edge of a crater. They didn't even have time to install the bullet chain.

He was hit by an artillery shell, causing machine gun parts, body parts, and flesh and blood to fly away.

After seeing such a scene, Hu Biao was ready to take action.

However, today's situation is a little different from usual, because among the attacking soldiers, there are many strong men from other teams.

So if we follow the previous practice, we send an anti-tank team forward carrying Type 50 rocket launchers.

The biggest possibility is that they will be killed one by one by these guys after focusing their fire on the way.

So after Hu Biao hesitated, he still took the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and started shouting at the top of his lungs: "Bacon, bacon, little red guy, did you hear that?"

"Little Chi, stop shouting. I heard you. If you have any request, please let go quickly."

Soon after, the person on the other side also shouted something like this, not wanting to suffer any loss at all.

Under such circumstances, Hu Biao put the walkie-talkie into King Kong's hand and pointed at the pile of tanks that were firing wildly at the foot of the mountain.

After joining the team for such a long time, I also followed Hu Biao on so many missions.

To use an inadvertently elegant metaphor, as long as Hu Biao, a desperate commander, sticks his butt, he will know that Hu Biao is ready to fuck, and it is still thin.

So in an instant, King Kong understood what Hu Biao meant, and immediately picked up his own telescope that could measure distances, and looked at the location at the foot of the mountain.

I would like to thank King Kong’s father, the old company commander, for his careful teachings.

Because in a very short period of time, King Kong had already calculated the coordinates of those tanks and shouted into the walkie-talkie:

"Bacon, coordinates xxx, xxx, come here and have a surprise~"

After reporting the coordinates, King Kong added another sentence:

"Little Red Man, after you finish the fight, you'd better move with the artillery. Your artillery is only a fraction of what your opponent has. If they just randomly divide one or two artillery groups to counterattack, you will be completely defeated."

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"Don't worry, I already have a proper plan."

On the other end of the walkie-talkie, Bianrou's mouth was so reassuring, and he looked a little confident...

*******

What the hell! The statement about Bianrou’s ‘prepared plan’ is really not bragging.

Since around 12 o'clock yesterday midnight, Hu Biao led most of the team members into the two positions of 350.3 Highland and Yueyan Mountain.

The people who stayed at the foot of the mountain were not idle, or were fast asleep.

They are all responsible for some of the tasks they shoulder.

Like Bianrou, he has always been thinking about how he should operate if Hu Biao calls for artillery support, so as not to be wiped out by counterattack firepower as soon as he takes the lead.

After one night, I finally had a mature plan.
To be continued...