Chapter 138
The soldiers were busy, and the soldiers were busy.
"General Lillard asked us to advance at least 16 kilometers toward the front line today."
"!!!"
"Are we going to set off?"
"Yes..."
Su Yue looked at Gregory not far away and motioned Henry next to him to come over.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you write to your family this time? Didn't the postman deliver the letter?"
Henry said, "There are too many people in my family, and writing letters seems a bit useless. And why should I write to a group of guys I don't know well? Just because they hate me?" He sniffed and sneered. Henry snorted coldly, like an impatient warhorse, carrying his backpack and helmet.
"It's time to hurry."
Su Yue thought of Gregory whom he had met before, and also bent down to carry his backpack. He raised the kettle and took a sip, then went to the well beside to fill the kettle.
He now felt that his physical condition had become worse and worse, but the letters described some beautiful things, saying that he was only involved in the engineering troops on the front line, and had no chance to go to the trenches on the front line, and had no chance to work in the trenches of the cover trenches. In the letters, Su Yue and his superiors always got along well.
"Hurry up, you damned private pig."
"Yes, sergeant, yes."
"Quickly equip and prepare to move forward."
Su Yue wrote in the letter that he had a good relationship with his companions here, and they ate and drank well.
"Just give me these food?"
The moldy black bread frowned at Su Yue's expression.
"Eat it if you want, or die if you don't."
"This is a battlefield, not a time for you to have your old mother to serve you at home."
Su Yue turned his head and glanced at Henry, and found that he and another guy had quarreled over the amount of bread, which soon turned into a fistfight. The military police immediately ran over, and the two were separated, and then the bread in their hands was taken away.
Su Yue wiped the steel gun in his hand.
The large troops began to move.
The rifle was a flintlock, equipped with 0.77mm caliber bullets, and the bolt needed to be reloaded every time.
Mud kept pouring into his military boots.
It seemed that even God didn't want them to survive well on the battlefield. The storm swept their march, and the trenches seemed to be submerged in the trenches on the front line by sea water, lake water, and rain from the sky.
Su Yue felt like a corpse soaked in a trench.
The distance of the excavation became longer and longer. After the sergeant suddenly announced that the work could be finished, everyone leaned against the wall like a paralysis. Under their feet was the muddy black water. Under the heavy rain, the trench was constantly softening and collapsing.
Su Yue's shovel, arms and shoulders were like peanut butter, and there were traces of blood and flesh. This trench was obviously close to the front line and was broken through by the enemy once. They often encountered corpses while digging.
Some were abandoned, some were not abandoned, and the water level of the trench soaked in sewage began to rise continuously. Su Yue felt like a warrior fighting against the world of heaven and earth.
But he was too tired.
When he was tired to a certain extent, breathing became the only thing he wanted to do, and he even forgot to think about the Turin world and Canaan - he was too tired.
Even his thoughts were not clear.
Wearing tired clothes, a heavy backpack and helmet, a lot of equipment on his body, a black iron water bottle on his belt and straps, and a steel gun that he couldn't let go of, Su Yue felt that if he could, he wanted to throw away everything on his body. But this is undisciplined, and once you break the discipline, you will get into trouble.
A guy next to him took off his helmet and just went to the trench to treat his wound.
"Hiss."
Like a venomous snake spitting into the air, his figure seemed to fall asleep.
"Carter, Carter!!"
Blood flowed down his neck...
"Damn it, Carter is dead..."
"Be careful, sniper!!!"
"He was shot in the head."
"Wear a helmet, damn it, wear a helmet!!!!!!" The sergeant roared angrily, and he said, "Even if your head is covered with bugs, leeches and blood-sucking bugs, even if you are so itchy that you want to open the lid of your head, you must wear a helmet for me."
The pressure of death enveloped everyone, and Su Yue brought a
Stretcher, fiercely embedded the stretcher into the trench, and then climbed up...
"You can't do this."
Henry said.
Su Yue said: "Anyway, we haven't been discovered, let's squeeze together."
Henry's dirty face showed a trace of desire.
The two hid in the corner of the trench, with supplies and sandbags piled on the ground next to them. Lying down to rest was full of temptation and attraction for everyone. Many people tried every means to avoid being soaked in water, but they did not dare to leave the trench too high to avoid being headshot by enemy snipers.
"Boom!!"
The whistling shells hit not far away, splashing a large area of silt. Su Yue and Henry next to him had long felt indifferent to this, but do you want to say nervous? Or not nervous?
Of course they were nervous, but this kind of contraction, repression and extreme inner tension would form a natural mental reflex in the experience of veterans.
As a result, they were unable to integrate into the real society after returning to society.
Also called trauma syndrome.
Every moment, they felt that someone wanted to harm them. When they heard a slight sound, they felt that someone was going to kill them, and someone was aiming a gun at them. Therefore, they were prone to overexcitement and extreme sensitivity. Compared with the people in the rear who felt relaxed, the hearts of the veterans had been replaced by tension.
They were like an over-tightened string, and the inner strength was constantly retreating.
Rats were running around in the dirt.
Often they hid in corpses. In order to have a good meal, every cuff and every trouser leg became their home. The battlefield also affected the rats, turning humans into their food and reserve food.
There was too much reserve food to eat - a nest of small rats that were born continuously needed to eat more human corpses and survive.
Plague - was spreading.
Su Yue looked at a man with red eyes in horror, and was carried away by a medical soldier.
Needless to say, they lay on the stretcher for a while, but were forced to work again, as if a rest time of no less than 4 hours a day had become a luxury. For a while, extreme fatigue had replaced their original fixed view of the world.
It turns out that humans can fall down in the mud in front of them when they are extremely tired. Su Yue felt that his eyes were a little black, dizzy and confused, especially his head seemed to be hung up, and his body seemed to no longer belong to him.
"Advance... Advance!!! Tanks are coming."
"Boom!"
The huge steel monster appeared on the right side of the trench. At that moment, Su Yue seemed to see fear in the eyes of the enemy's tank soldier's machine gunner. A large number of flames began to rage from the firing holes of the tank and the position of the machine gunner above! !
They were like an advance team that had just ventured over the mountains and found the enemy's base camp. They had just found each other, but they had already hugged each other.
The tank intended to turn the tracks, but the mud and the tracks merged perfectly together. He slaughtered the soldiers in the trenches, and the machine gunner was targeted and killed.
Then the people inside the tank began to turn the gunners of the rotating turrets. They looked up and saw that the engine cover above their heads was opened. Then, there was a thunderous bombing sound under the driver's hatch... When Su Yue came forward, he found that it was already a mess inside. The thick black smoke and the smell of engine oil were swallowed by the rain, but the inside looked extremely miserable.
They had one more bunker, and the enemy's tank unit lost another tank.
But who was the winner and loser for the entire battle?
Who lost more soldiers?
Who gained a greater advantage?
These were all situations that Su Yue didn't know, but the messenger on the front line said: "Duval's enemies have been defeated by us! ! Next, we just need to continue to advance on the front line to win! ! Charge."
"Charge!!!"
A large number of soldiers charged forward in the muddy forest.
Su Yue followed Henry.
"Damn, there's a minefield ahead!!!!"
"What should we do?"
"Charge, you damned pigs!"
The supervisors behind them watched their speed, and if anything went wrong, they would hear the sound of gunfire. They would even deliberately execute a group of soldiers who fell behind, and label them as shameful and cowardly.
But the supervisors were often not the most terrifying. The most terrifying were their recorders, who were responsible for recording and the reconnaissance troops in the sky. They would investigate who was dragging their feet and then punish them. Su Yue was the same as many soldiers who participated in the front-line wars, for the sake of their families and to bring a better life to their families.
Once punished, he
Their military supplies and wages will be deducted, and even the monthly salary will be cancelled. Can you imagine the feeling of having nothing after thirty days of gunfire and rain of bullets?
In addition to fighting with the god of death, that feeling also requires facing the accusation of cowardice like the abyss, and the troubles of the relatives behind them who lack money and cannot cope with the difficult life of Dukar in Yunzhong City.
The soldiers like a plague of locusts spread to the minefield of the forest. In front of Su Yue, there was chaos everywhere, broken trees everywhere, and corpses everywhere! !
"Charge!!"
"Charge!!"
"Su Yue, hurry, lie down!!!"
Henry immediately threw Su Yue to the ground. In the distance, Dukar's army appeared. Their high-rate machine guns began to be lifted and set up by many people.
The military's order changed to crawling forward!!!
"There are no trenches here!! We are done!!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhh."
"Da Da Da Da!"
The harsh flames, the flames spread out, as if turning the scene in front of them into a barrage of death.
"Crawl forward!"
The mountains and fields were scorched, the mines exploded from time to time, and the dead bodies filled the corners of the forest. Su Yue was lucky. Fortunately, he was still alive. There was a low slope ahead. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the order to charge was restricted.
Unfortunately, he was injured.
A howitzer hit his side, and his arms, ribs, and thigh bones were like being scraped by hundreds of steel knives, bloody and mangled.
"Medic!! Medic!"