After half an hour, the enemy began to approach and continuously attacked the rebel positions, even ignoring the resistance from the flanks. The Orumi Federal Army fought too smoothly. They didn't care about the sporadic resistance. Their commander wanted a long drive to control the entire area of ​​Highway 4.

Suddenly there was a loud gunfire on the position, and the violent bullet rain suddenly stopped the swarming Orumi Federal Forces.

"Coordinated charge!" The officers of the Orumi Federation commanded the troops to launch an impact without showing any weakness. The bullet rain from both sides intertwined in the air into a dazzling fire web, and occasionally you could even see the fire from the warhead hitting the bunker. .

The bullet fell on the ground, stirring up countless mud.

The enemy’s main firepower was two infantry fighting vehicles equipped with large-caliber machine guns. These two tanks were also hit by the mercenaries. A rocket directly hit one of them, and the large-caliber machine guns on the flanks continuously fired at the two BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicles.

Looking at the thickness of the armor alone, the BMP-1 is not very solid. Its front body can only withstand large-caliber machine guns at a certain distance, while the rear side of the body simply protects individual light weapons. In the event of an attack by artillery or individual anti-tank weapons, its protection is not enough to protect the safety of the occupants in the vehicle.

This gave the mercenaries an opportunity. The M2 Browning machine gun, a century-old gun, once again played an important role. They constantly used large-caliber machine guns to swept at the sides and rear of the BMP-1 tank.

This type of attack made the Union Army of Orumi a little afraid. The explosive sound of the BMP-1 tank interval meant that a bullet had penetrated the rear armor. The 6~26mm armor of the BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle has become an unavoidable weakness. They can only increase their firepower to deal with the attacks of mercenaries.

The mercenary position was suppressed by the opponent's shooter as soon as the firepower was raised. But one machine gunner fell, another machine gunner rushed forward, and so on.

Captain Campbell personally operated the M2 Browning heavy machine gun. This dull sudden noise was shocking. Just like cutting leeks, the Orumi EFF soldiers were brought down piece by piece. The Anmore prisoner of war roared wildly, venting his anger to the enemy group, and his heavy muzzle swayed from side to side.

The enemy's bullets bounced around him, the stirred mud splashed all over his face, and the **** opening on his arm by the warhead still did not make him shake. The heavy machine gun spewed red flames without any movement. Stop and shoot any enemies who dare to fire at him or charge over. The heavy machine guns are terrifying. Not only are the armored vehicles suppressed by several heavy machine guns, but the infantry swept by bullets and rain is as if torn to pieces.

The machine gun positions of the mercenaries and the Anmore prisoners of war became the mainstay of the battle, and they were firmly nailed to the road of the Orumi Federal Army's charge. They did not evade, did not back down, and went all out.

On the side of the machine gun, a dozen ammunition boxes were all opened, and the two mercenaries who had been seriously injured struggled to replace the ammunition chain with the machine gunner, maintaining precise and fierce firepower.

However, the Orumi Federation soldiers who rushed up desperately struggled with a large number of casualties, and they used infantry chariots to block the bullets. Charge to the position one hundred meters and then one hundred meters. The soldier who was shot wailed and threw himself to the ground and still refused to stop moving. The dead body gradually cooled.

In just a few years, these Olumi soldiers were trained by the secret society and became war lunatics who ignored their lives. In their minds, they are full of fanatical imagination of fighting for the country.

The Orumi Federal Army simply used the sacrifices of soldiers to quickly shorten this deadly charging distance. Soon the ground was full of Orumi Federal Army soldiers. The two sides intertwined and fought at close quarters. The two sides exchanged fire at close range in rain and muddy water. Blood and muddy water. Most people could not distinguish their appearance. Can distinguish identity from clothing.

The most dangerous position was the position of the Anmor prisoners of war. They were surrounded by enemies almost all around them, and everyone had only one thought left in their minds, either the enemy died or I lived. These Anmor prisoners of war and the Orumi Federation had a deep hatred, and even if they had received an order to retreat, they would probably ignore them even if they were so red.

Occasionally, there were wounded Anmore prisoners of war holding the last grenade, shouting slogans and rushing into the enemy group to die. Because no one wants to be a prisoner of war a second time and be sent to that hell-like labor camp. They had no tears and sorrows long ago, only fighting each other in silence.

They have long embraced the heart of death, and it is best if they can live from death. If not, then die like this. But they will never be prisoners of war again.

The situation did not make the Orumi Federal Army commanders as smooth as they had hoped. Even the commander of the Orumi Federation Forces was a little surprised. He paced back and forth anxiously in the command post, "Why is it so difficult to deal with?! Please report that the number of insurgents is not so large? Why is there so much more than the intelligence?"

"Sir, we got the news before. A labor camp near Redmey was occupied by the rebels. They released a large number of laborers. Many of the laborers in the labor camp were prisoners of Anmore." An officer. Replied.

The Orumi Federation Forces commander nodded, "No wonder. This level of fire protection and defensive deployment should have come from regular troops. The Hammer Rebels are just mobs. I am afraid that they do not have such military literacy, nor are they difficult for ordinary people. The tacit understanding and courage to reach."

The O2 squad, which haunts the ground like ghosts, avoids frontal combat and attacks sideways. Everywhere they passed was the horrified screams of the Orumi Federal Army. The sniper team composed of Eric, Yelena and others, through precise shooting, frequently killed the low-level officers of the Federal Army.

The people in the O2 team are all elite. They have experienced countless battles and dangers, and they are veterans who have crawled out of the dead man in the sea of ​​blood. This time became the most reliable backbone.

Lin Rui still watched the time calmly during the intermission. He was waiting for the movement of the artillery position. He had previously ordered that the last ammunition of the artillery unit should be used in a concentrated manner.

Suddenly it was like muffled thunder rolling in the horizon, dozens of rains of fire broke through the air with howling from a distance.

The densely packed Olumi Federation soldiers in front of the center position suddenly exploded dazzling fireballs. Even heavy rain could not make the fireballs discolored. The Orumi Federation soldiers who were lifted by the shock wave threw them around like a sack, shrapnel. With the weird howling, a puff of blood was scattered around.

There was movement in the artillery position. They collected the last ammunition and fired them intensively. The 107mm rocket launcher has 12 launch tubes, which can be released in 7-9 seconds, and the firepower is extremely fierce.

In the early stages of the battle, Lin Rui deliberately concealed these artillery pieces, causing the enemy to paralyze thoughts. Just wait until the enemy forces are assembled, and then try their best, this is his hidden left uppercut.