Reborn as King of South America

Chapter 279: End of the Road III

Artillery fire roared, smoke filled the air, and the tall and majestic city walls could not withstand the bombardment of artillery fire and collapsed, leaving hideous gaps.

At noon on May 5, military flags were raised outside the city of Buenos Aires, and hundreds of thousands of regular troops of the National Defense Force, garrison troops, and young and strong civilian laborers gathered outside the central defense line of the Argentine troops.

The heavy 155mm artillery pieces were pushed forward by the militia and soldiers. The battlefield, which was littered with corpses of enemy and friendly soldiers and ruins, was cleared to create smooth roads to ensure the smooth transfer of the artillery positions.

"Your Highness, the frontline troops have arrived at the battle position. General Luo requests permission to launch an attack."

"let's start."

Li Mingyuan followed the main force to a position about five miles away from the Buenos Aires city wall. While observing the battle situation ahead through a telescope, he issued an attack order. …

"Your Highness has ordered that the front-line artillery units launch an attack immediately, and the supporting units remain on standby..."

The order to start war was quickly transmitted to the front line of the battlefield. In the center of the artillery position, soldiers from each artillery unit were busy carrying and loading ammunition, making the final preparations before the war.

"Correct all parameters. Load the first, third, fourth, and seventh artillery groups. Prepare the second, fifth, sixth, and eighth artillery groups!"

"The attack crew is ready, requesting to attack!"

"put!"

"Yes!"

"Swish, swish, swish!" The pitch-black shells shot out from the gun body rapidly with a loud roar, leaving behind a series of parabolas in the sky that disappeared in an instant.

"Boom!" The 155mm artillery shell hit the thick city wall, making a low muffled sound.

Shells continued to fall, and the defensive positions on the Buenos Aires city walls and residential areas in the city were attacked one after another.

"General, the presidential palace was attacked by two shells. Nearly a hundred presidential guards were killed or wounded. The president's safety is currently unknown!"

Risking being hit by artillery shells, a team of Argentine soldiers crossed the city to an open space between the city wall positions, rushed to the headquarters of the defending troops, and reported the situation in the city to Gretzwig.

"Asshole! Order General Napier to immediately dispatch a battalion of troops to the Presidential Palace. No accidents can happen to the President!"

"General, the situation in the city is chaotic right now. The roads around the presidential palace are blocked by residents fleeing the National Defense Army's artillery attacks. It may be difficult for reinforcements to reach the presidential palace in a short period of time."

"Where are General Berdych's military police? The city is in chaos, why doesn't he send troops to stop it?"

Gretzwig was filled with rage and shouted at the messenger officer!
"General Berdych's troops were dispatched to the front line by the President two hours ago to block the Wehrmacht's attack. Now there are only 3,000 militia troops commanded by Colonel Brest in the city."

"Then contact Colonel Brest and order him to arrive at the Presidential Palace within an hour, otherwise he will be subject to military law!"

Gretzwig's eyes widened as he shouted to the staff officer in the command bunker, "Execute the order immediately!"

"Yes, General."

Five or six lieutenants and staff officers obeyed the order obediently, and the sound of "ding-ding-ling-ling" telegraphs suddenly rang out in the command center.

"Da da da, da da da." Several telegraph machines sent signals at the same time. After more than ten minutes, there was still no response from the other party.

"General, no reply to Colonel Brest's telegram has been received."

After taking off the telegraph receiver, a white school-level staff officer quickly walked up to Gretzweig and reported.

"Send another telegram, and be sure to get through to Colonel Brest."

"Useless General, the enemy's artillery attack is fierce. The telegraph line between the headquarters and Colonel Brest may have been destroyed by the artillery fire. If we want to contact Colonel Brest alone, we can only send technical soldiers to repair the telegraph line."

"How long does it take to repair a telegraph line?"

"Optimistically, forty minutes."

"No, it will take too long. We don't have that much time to wait!"

Gretzweig shook his head and rejected the other party's suggestion.

Then he made a quick decision, "Major Dallas, I will assign a company of troops from the headquarters to you. You will take this force to the presidential palace immediately."

"General..." The officer chosen by Gretzweig was about to speak when he was stopped by the other party.

"You don't have to worry about my safety, Dallas. You have to understand that the safety of the president is of utmost importance. You must ensure that you complete your mission and ensure the safety of the president!"

"I understand!"

"Lieutenant Colonel, take your men to contact Colonel Brest immediately. I will order General Napier to assist you in your mission."

"As you command, General!"

The lieutenant colonel who reported the news stood up, picked up the military cap on the table, responded, and turned to leave the command bunker.

"A powerful enemy is approaching our borders, and national affairs are in great difficulty. President, you must not get into any trouble!"

After the two teams of soldiers left, Gretzweig sat dejectedly on the chair and said with a sad face.

"Boom boom boom" the roar of artillery shells exploding came from far away, and several command officers who reacted in advance turned around and rushed towards Gretzwig.

"General, be careful!"

"Boom!" Smoke and dust filled the air, and broken stones and wood flew into the sky. A salvo of artillery shells just covered the command bunker where Gretzwig was. The old and backward stone and earthworks could not withstand the attack of the 155mm heavy artillery. Gretzwig, who was determined to defend his country, was buried under layers of rubble and ruins together with those tenacious Argentine soldiers!
In troubled times, the strong prosper and the weak perish. Standing on the front line of the battlefield, Li Mingyuan understood that the Argentine War, which lasted for several months and involved more than 300,000 people, was about to come to an end.

The effect of the heavy artillery's firepower attack became more and more significant. The fierce artillery fire killed a large number of Argentine troops and hit the morale of the enemy's garrison. At the same time, the strategy of moving the artillery forward and focusing on attacking the Argentine government and military command centers successfully destroyed the opponent's command structure and delayed the opponent's response actions to a limited extent, increasing the Defense Forces' chances of breaking into the city by another 10%.

The intensity of the artillery attacks gradually weakened. The sparse and low roar of artillery shells brought a sense of peace of mind to the Argentine soldiers, but it also meant the arrival of the final moments of the war.

The artillery fire stopped and the smoke quickly dissipated, leaving huge gaps in the walls of Buenos Aires, which had been devastated by the artillery fire.

The city defenses were riddled with holes, and the huge gaps that were dozens of meters wide were no longer as easy to fill and repair as they had been a few days ago.

The artillery positions that were approaching and firing quickly retreated and moved, and the Wehrmacht army units that had been preparing for a long time jumped out of the trenches and defense lines and rushed towards the gap in front in a skirmish line.

"Shoot, shoot!"

The Argentine soldiers who had escaped the artillery fire marched out of the bunkers in a line and, under the command of their unit officers, blocked the Wehrmacht soldiers who were rushing towards the gap.

"Machine gunners, move forward, aim at the Argentines in front of you, and shoot them hard!"

"Quick, bring up the machine gun!"

Walking on the rugged ruins, groups of machine gunners, carrying heavy machine guns, advanced forward with difficulty.

"Battalion Commander, Argentina is hiding behind the broken wall. Our machine guns cannot launch an effective attack!"

Stepping on the huge rubble of the city wall, the leader of the machine gun team reported loudly.

"Damn it, this is so damn unlucky!"

The Wehrmacht battalion commander looked at his colleagues who had rushed into the city through another gap, took off his wide-brimmed hat, and shouted, "Grenadier Platoon Leader!"

"To!"

"Take your men and take down the bird's nest in front of us. Take down the enemy position. I'll give you credit for it!"

"Yes, Captain! Just watch!"

The leader of the grenade platoon reached out and took out a row of grenades from his waist, called out to his soldiers, and thirty or forty soldiers with grenades hanging all over their bodies lowered their bodies and crawled forward.

"Brothers, deal with those guys on the other side as hard as you can. Don't save your ammunition for me!"

The Grenadiers set out, and a battalion of Wehrmacht soldiers outside the gap were shadowing

Under the command of the battalion commander, they quickly opened fire to cover the actions of the grenade platoon.

About ten minutes later, a burst of intensive explosions sounded, and the machine guns in the gap immediately stopped firing. The Wehrmacht troops outside seized the opportunity, broke through the opponent's defenses, and successfully entered the city.

(End of this chapter)