Chapter 694 07.693: “Mist”

Now that they were behind enemy lines, the more combat power they had, the better, so Horatio left behind these soldiers who had come to the front line.

Horatio seized this rare break in the battle, searched around in the trench, and finally found a relatively safe and hidden corner.

He squatted down, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, observing the situation carefully.

At this time, the 1313th Infantry Regiment had successfully broken through the enemy’s front-line fire barrier, and the two sides launched a bloody and fierce trench hand-to-hand combat around the first trench.

The soldiers wrestled with each other, and shouts and screams echoed.

His current location was 1.1 kilometers away from Farida and Louise’s assault point.

The two men were like an invisible dividing line, separating the two infantry regiments.

On their left were the 1313th Infantry Regiment, and on their right were soldiers from the 1314th Infantry Regiment.

The situation on the battlefield was extremely tense. The enemy’s reinforcements continued to pour in from the rear, like a dark blue tide, rushing madly to the front line.

The officers and soldiers of both sides formed a clear-cut battle line of gray and blue on the rebel positions.

Occupying the first trench does not mean that the soldiers can successfully advance to the trenches behind.

The enemy’s mobile firepower points on the ground tightly blocked the passages in the trenches, making it difficult for the imperial soldiers to advance.

But now, Horatio’s position is unexpectedly important to the current battle situation.

The breakthrough point of the tunnel where he was located happened to be the enemy’s second combat trench, which was extremely close to the communication trenches on both sides and the enemy’s heavy ground firepower points.

Directly in front of him, there was a bunker fire point that was constantly spewing flames, becoming a stumbling block to the friendly forces’ attack route.

Horatio knew very well that if he could find a way to knock out this firing point, then his own soldiers in the first trench would be able to quickly come to support through a communication trench. With the cooperation of both sides, the commando team he led would be able to break through to the rear, and the battle situation might become clear.

However, although long-range artillery fire could suppress the bunker, it could not destroy the sturdy bunker made of heavy steel bars and quick-concrete.

The only way to completely capture such a firepower point is to rely on manpower assault and in-depth clearance, which is undoubtedly a difficult and dangerous task.

Horatio stared at the bunker in front of him with a sharp gaze, and shouted orders. At the same time, his iron hand turned into a knife and swung it down with force. His movements were clean and neat, with an unquestionable momentum:
“Sergeant! Silence it!”

After receiving the order, the grenadier sergeant quickly looked at the two Krieg soldiers next to him. The three of them made eye contact briefly through their lenses, nodded in tacit understanding, and took action immediately without any extra words.

The two soldiers quickly bent down and steadily formed a simple human ladder.

The grenadier sergeant took a deep breath, tapped his feet lightly, and with the support of the two men’s backs, he jumped lightly and nimbly onto the ground.

However, the enemy in the machine gun bunker had sharp eyes and instantly noticed the grenadier’s figure. They quickly turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at him.

The silent grenadier sergeant immediately jumped forward, crawled on the ground, and used sandbags to hide under the extreme depression angle of the firing point.

When the machine gun bunker turned its gun again, he quickly climbed up and jumped into a small bomb crater. Then he turned around and took out a cluster grenade made of several thermo-grenade bundles from the linen bags on both sides of his chest.

After pulling out the fuse, he threw it high towards the entrance of the bunker with his amazing arm strength, and it landed right into the firing hole.

“Bang!” The entire bunker’s launch port was destroyed by the huge explosion. No matter what was inside just now, it was now reduced to ashes.

Several Krieg soldiers immediately rushed forward, thrust their Lucius laser rifles into the blasted hole, fired fiercely, and then jumped in one after another from the gap that was only wide enough for one person. The grenadier sergeant took the lead and jumped in with an engineer shovel.

The muddy leather shoes fell into the messy bunker, dust was flying everywhere, and the sunlight shining in from the gap formed beams of light due to the Tyndall effect.

Four broken bodies lay at his feet. A severed left arm lay quietly in a pool of blood. It was still twitching slightly, as if it had self-awareness, as if resisting the inevitable death.

“The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming! Stop them! May the omniscient and omnipotent God protect you!”

The shouts of enemy officers were heard in the corridor. The grenadier sergeant clenched the engineer shovel in his hand tightly and walked cautiously towards the corner ahead.

Chicha!

As soon as the grenadier stepped into the corridor, he ran into the rebels who came to support from the inner corridor of the bunker when he turned the corner. The sharp blade of the engineer shovel, which had been ready, was swung out.

“Ah!” The rebel soldier who suddenly collided with each other was hit on the left chest by the grenadier’s shovel. The shovel blade cut deeply into his flesh like an axe, breaking his collarbone and embedding deeply.

The rebels in the rear took the laser rifles from their backs and started shooting.

The grenadiers used the corpse as cover and charged forward in great strides. The lasers sizzled as they burned on the body covered in bulletproof armor. The flesh inside and out was burned and eroded by the extremely high temperature, but it still absorbed all the incoming firepower and saved the Kriegs in front from death.

At this moment, a grenade bounced over the grenadier’s head from behind and landed not far in front of him, right in the middle of the enemy team.

Boom!

The dense gunfire stopped abruptly, and the grenadiers were blown away by the explosion.

The bunker fell into silence. When the smoke and dust dispersed, the grenadier climbed up from the ground and picked up the engineer shovel with his dusty hands.

Then he took off the red armband from his arm and walked towards the center of the bunker where there was only corpses and seriously injured people groaning in agony, where there stood a flagpole.

Horatio pursed his lips, suppressed his inner anxiety and waited. Finally, at the thirteenth minute of the attack, the blasphemous flag on the top of the bunker was lowered, and the agreed red ribbon was tied and raised, flying high above the firing point of the position.

“Well done!” As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt his heart beat violently.

[What’s going on…] He felt his right eyelid twitching, and a feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart.

He looked around suspiciously.

On the battlefield, at some point, thick blue fog was slowly rising up without anyone noticing, spreading with a strange aura, sinking into the trenches, and lingering under the boots of the soldiers who were fighting for their lives in the trenches.

A tingling feeling on his scalp surged through his body.

Even through the thick carapace and layers of military uniform fabric, he could clearly feel that the temperature of the air against his skin seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees.

‘Son of darkness, son of darkness, son of darkness…’

‘You can never escape fate You can never escape fate You can never escape fate…’

‘Change, change, change, change, change…’

Strange whispers were lingering in his ears.

(End of this chapter)