More and more landing boats docked, and Marine soldiers gradually suppressed the enemy soldiers who were resisting frantically.

It seems that those who stayed in the tidal flats might be dead soldiers. They were already ready to die when facing the landing troops at close range.

As long as you haven't taken your last breath, no matter how serious the injury is, you are still struggling to shoot at the Marines who are constantly approaching.

The enemy counterattack in front of Peng Jianlei's troops was getting weaker and weaker. The soldiers of the large army led by him had already climbed onto the mudflats and gradually moved closer to him.

The gunshots in the wreckage of the fortifications in the distance gradually became denser, and it seemed that the enemy's reinforcements had entered the fortifications again.

"We must move forward quickly and we must not be dragged on the beach by them."

Peng Jianlei soon discovered the change in the situation and ordered the soldiers to speed up the time to clear out the remaining soldiers.

At the same time, the discovery included reconnaissance aircraft and fighter planes hovering in the air, and they quickly rushed towards the fortifications that were blazing with fire. The dense machine gun fire only brought some results, and they could only helplessly find other exposed targets.

The battleship's naval guns finally came in handy. Under the guidance of the reconnaissance plane, large-caliber shells came quickly with a huge whistling sound and smashed into the fortifications.

"boom……"

No matter how thick the concrete fortifications were, it could not stop the direct bombing of large-caliber naval guns. A ball of mushroom-grinding clouds soared into the air, and within a radius of hundreds of meters, they were instantly destroyed into pieces.

The battle on the mudflats continued, with the support of naval guns and the continuous harassment of fighter jets, the pressure on Marine soldiers was greatly reduced.

"Captain, there is still someone living here!"

The team led by Peng Jianlei finally attacked the fox pit. The soldiers who were happy to report looked over and saw a soldier in the pit with blood foam constantly in his mouth staring at them with wide eyes, as if he was still trying hard to reach out to the rifle that was abandoned on the side, but none of them succeeded.

"Give him a shot, stop reporting. Look, the other hand is hidden, I guarantee there is a grenade under him."

After Peng Jianlei and the soldiers stood at a safe distance, they looked at the wounded soldiers in the remnants of the pit and soon discovered the abnormality. On Madagascar, he had seen the cruelty of the enemy soldiers. All he could do was not give the other party any chance to cause damage to the party on the battlefield.

It seemed that the Marines' eyes were spotted at his hidden hands, their bodies trembled slightly, and soon a thick smoke came out below his body. It seemed that Peng Jianlei guessed correctly, and when the other party found that there was no chance, he pulled the lead without hesitation.

"Ka, da!"

After two shots, they finally turned over and rushed towards the Marines' enemy. The bomb exploded under his body and did not cause any damage to the Marines.

"I understand that this is our enemy. Don't give them even a slight chance. As long as you see a suspicious object, you would rather waste a bullet than let yourself be in danger."

There is no better teaching than reality. First, I discovered that the enemy's wounded soldiers wiped out the sweat. This is indeed not a reminder from the regiment commander. He may have been dragged into hell by an enemy who has lost his ability to resist.

The naval guns were still roaring, and under the guidance of the reconnaissance plane, the enemy's first line of defense had not much gunfire could sound. The soldiers still had time to look up and see the ship gun shells with huge tail flames flying over their heads, and looked excitedly at the mushroom clouds rising in the distance.

Peng Jianlei just received the latest order from his superiors. In order to reduce the losses of ground troops, the enemy who had been destroyed a large number of artillery could no longer pose a threat to the fleet, so he asked the battleships to clear the opponent's second line of defense fortifications and let them continue to attack. For the time being, they only need to enter the enemy's first fortification to search for the remaining enemies.

"Are there any so-called remnants of the first fortification?"

A soldier looked at the concrete fortifications that had become a piece of gravel and said curiously to his comrades beside him.

"Don't let go of your will on the battlefield. This may kill you. You must know that there are many lucky stars on the battlefield. No matter how cruel hell is, it can make some lucky guys survive." An officer around him explained on the spot. He did not want his soldiers to be accidentally reduced due to carelessness.

The facts were as the officer said. As soon as he finished speaking, a rifle hidden in the wreckage was extended, and he seemed to have no time to aim and fired a hurry.

"Bang..."

The crisp gunshots and the smoke and dust rising in front of their feet scared everyone. The soldiers who reacted were on fire and fired violently at the wreckage gap. The enemy had not had a chance to fire the second shot and was bombarded by a grenade that fell in.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. The temporary and tense mood made them scared. It seemed that there was indeed an Invincible Lucky Star able to survive in the environment of hell. Maybe he might have been injured and did not hit him and his comrades accurately, but he would not be so lucky next time. It would not feel good to be bitten by the bullet of the flintlock rifle.

After capturing the mudflat position, Marine soldiers carefully searched for the wreckage of fortifications, and sporadic gunfires were also sounding.

The Marines' armored battalion's chariots also slowly climbed onto the beach. They did not have combat missions and went forward to help without rushing.

Old Liu poked his head out of a chariot and looked at the mudflat position full of wreckage and enemy corpses, with a look of depression and dissatisfaction.

He is used to charging by horses and is not used to being arranged behind everything, and he doesn't even need to clean the battlefield.

Perhaps he could ask the medical soldiers to help deal with the wounded soldiers who were still on the beach on the shore. Yes, judging from the current situation, he could only help this.

On the beach, medical soldiers are the busiest people, and many wounded people need to be treated. He also needs to determine which soldier is more injured and needs urgently needed to avoid his life-threatening injuries. Which injuries are lighter can be slightly slowed down or directly sent back to the medical ship behind the fleet by the landing craft for treatment.

Old Liu looked up at the fighter planes whizzing through the sky and the naval shells that leaped over his head from time to time, and muttered: "If you guys smashed it, how could our armored troops get the meat? Alas, the armored cavalry can only watch the battle, which is so sad."

He also understood that when the empire is currently fully in possession of firepower, of course, it is necessary to avoid soldiers' casualties as much as possible. He also does not want his soldiers to make fearless sacrifices. If he can solve the problem with artillery fire, of course, there is no need to send them on the field in such a way. Just now, the casualties of the Marines were hit by the enemy will not be small.
Chapter completed!