The solar system is broken

For some people, some things are just talents.

The writer held a telescope and took office as the supreme commander of the 112th Regiment.

The war started in the hands of the madman, the writer.

At 9 o'clock sharp, the left wing began to shrink toward the center.

The artillery battery in the central position used the barrage to slowly shrink, driving the merchant army in the distance from the right wing to the left wing.

About ten minutes later, the heavy firepower on the left wing was completely reduced to the central position.

Then the writer met the 1st Battalion Commander, an infantry captain.

He was unshaven, had a crew cut, and spoke Mandarin that was not standard.

The middle-aged man, with bulging tendons and a head taller than the writer, stood in front of the writer like an iron tower.

1. The battalion commander didn’t say anything to the writer, but it definitely wasn’t trust.

"The plan you made?"

"Be careful!" the writer scolded softly with a cold face.

Now that you have become a commander, you cannot let your subordinates treat you lightly.

Otherwise, how would we lead the team?

"Yes, Mr. Major."

"I..."

"Mr. Captain, before you say anything." The writer put his hands on his waist and twisted the corner of his clothes, "If you have creative opinions on the plan, you can tell me."

"If you simply question my decision-making, then..." the writer sneered, "you'd better pray for my mercy."

"yes!"

"Do you have any more questions?"

"No."

The writer held the telescope in his hand and looked at the area covered by artillery fire.

There were bomb craters everywhere, and the remains of corpses were scattered everywhere.

In the blackened crater, muddy water swirled.

The smoke smell is very light, maybe it has something to do with the heavy rain.

"Then, Mr. Captain, stay here while our stew begins."

Writers hate nonsense (with the exception of Dora, who always seduces him into talking a lot of nonsense).

"Yes." The first battalion commander couldn't say anything now, just like a primary school student.

The artillery battery's drive was not very effective, but at least it drove the group of enemies in the front into a small fan.

The Shang Army soon discovered that there was no Youzhou Army in the left wing area, and the enemy commander immediately smelled blood.

The contraction of the left wing means that the enemy's longitudinal expansion is very small.

This means that the enemy's entire formation is very compact.

Once inserted, the enemy will definitely be confused.

Once you reach the enemy's Yuanyuan position on the left wing, the artillery fire coverage will be of no use.

If you don't get it right, if you hit it, the line from left to right will collapse.

Even though the Youzhou Army's shooting distance and firepower are far superior to the enemy's, if they were to fight without being able to stop them, it's really not certain who would win.

No one can get any benefit from fighting at night.

The Sishui Fifth Army is the sharpest sword of the Shang Army, and the Dongyi Army is the sharpest sword among the sharpest knives. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the leader of a hundred brigade. It has fought hard battles, and the soldiers have basically seen blood.

Compared with the 112th Regiment, this group of new recruits is definitely an order of magnitude more resilient in war.

A soldier wrote this in his diary afterwards.

【They are like ghosts on rainy nights, constantly walking into my nightmares.】

【The horn has become a psychological barrier for me for a long time.】

[It’s hard to imagine that the enemy’s soldiers didn’t even have a decent long-range weapon, but they fought with us for so long.]

[What shocked me even more is that what we encountered was only the Dongyi Army’s baggage brigade. They were only auxiliary arms. 】

[This made the soldiers of the city-state feel like they were getting a middle finger on their faces.]

[The enemy’s commander is as keen as a wolf hunting in the snowfield, always leaving teeth marks on our wounds when we are most vulnerable.]

[In that plain, we took a name that we don’t want to recall: Sad Plains.]

[(wet mark) my brother, (wet mark) my right hand, we have also lost our dignity. 】

...

"Mr. Major, we are ready. Do you need any other help?"

Jingx ran over here carrying a radio.

"No, let's go."

The writer's face was very cold. His originally fair face became even colder after being chilled by the rain.

The enemy's judgment is quick and his actions are swift and violent.

The trumpet sounds.

The enemy in the darkness runs carelessly on this black and red land.

They were shirtless, had a long gun in their hands, and two makeshift spears on their backs. With their waists bent, they rushed over from the left position like the wind.

"sentence!"

Flares.

The entire left wing shone brightly, and the artillery battery's ammunition began to fall on this small area.

The dark tide was incomplete piece by piece, but it was quickly completed.

This kind of scale should be a general attack, overwhelming the entire family's wealth.

"Can you keep it?" the writer asked without emotion.

The other side is very strong, you can tell just by looking at it.

"able!"

"Be safe," the writer patted a battalion commander on the shoulder and left without looking back.

"yes."

The artillery battery of the Youzhou Army immediately retreated to the right after firing saturated ammunition.

The Interruption would be in danger of being breached, and they would become a burden if they remained in the Interruption now, so they were to retreat under the protection of the main body of infantry.

So the team of 400 people slowly moved 400 meters to the right.

This arrangement means that the left wing, without the support of heavy firepower, must face the enemy's main impact.

With a team of about 100 people, they faced thousands of people on the opposite side.

This is no small task, especially when the momentum of the Youzhou Army is generally low.

"Battal Commander," a guard curled his lips, "this staff officer is too..."

"He's very nice," the battalion commander licked his lips, "even a little charming."

The toughness of the writer deeply attracted this macho man.

"Batalion Commander, this..."

"There's a war!" Wiped his mouth.

The shrinking troops on the left wing have intensive firepower and have a strong blocking effect.

However, this is not a panacea. After all, if the opponent rushes towards you, you are not a fool, so you can go around and spread out.

It will greatly dilute the firepower of the left wing, and it will still be difficult to stop it.

"Let's do it!"

The first battalion commander, now serving as the company commander, rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the stage.

Da da da~

The machine gun pressed its muzzle and beat the enemy who rushed up.

This kind of burst shooting has a relatively high kill rate for one person, but the area coverage is relatively unsatisfactory.

Infantry is needed to replenish the guns.

The Youzhou Infantry Tactical Manual requires that each machine gun position must be equipped with at least one infantry squad for protection.

There are only 7 light and heavy machine guns on the entire left wing, which are distributed in a fan shape. The heavy machine guns fire at the enemy to drive them away, and then cross and focus the fire.

The infantry carries out targeted clearing of approaching enemies.

But this tactic is not very suitable in this battlefield terrain.

The overturned trains created blind spots for fire.

Within ten minutes after the start of the battle, several enemy soldiers rushed into the machine gun position.

Although he was easily taken away by the protected soldiers, it also caused a machine gun misfire for the Youzhou Army.

"sentence!"

A red flare was launched from the right wing.

The morale of the left-wing military was greatly shaken.

"Brothers, hold on, the right wing is coming."

The right wing fired its light machine guns from its position to clear the way, and the infantrymen responded from the left and right.

It is in the shape of an inverted triangle, advancing from the front, supporting on the left, and suppressing on the right.

As support, the three triangles rushed out in one go. More than 100 people spread out a nearly 400-meter large net and rushed in front of the position.

The entire battle line started along the horizontal line of the train and turned into a vertical line crossing the train.

The right wing's advance was very fast, like a broom, precisely taking away the enemy trying to bypass the front.

Pounce towards the enemy's belly.

After about ten minutes of fierce fighting, the merchant army on the right wing was basically bulldozed, just when they were about to encircle the enemy.

The enemy quickly retreated to distance themselves from the Youzhou Army.

The consequence of the violent push was that the wounded, indirect combatants, mainly artillery and infantry, were suspended on the right wing.

If the enemy is willing to attack the right wing instead, the Youzhou Army will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

It's just that there is no if, they don't have omniscient vision, and they can't figure out where the weakness of the Youzhou Army is.

They could only leave hundreds of corpses behind and retreat to the side.

The nearly 50-minute mass movement of thousands of people ended up hastily ended in this way.

In this way, this careful plan can be easily seen through by the enemy.

The writer standing on the roof of the train looked at the battlefield and shook his head silently, feeling a little pity.

I originally wanted to use this alternation of positions to lure the enemy deeper, but I didn't want the enemy to be too cunning and retreated halfway through the attack.

It did not cause substantial damage to the enemy at all, and the enemy's threat was not completely eliminated.

"What now?" Jinx lay on the roof of the train.

The iron train was wet and a bit slippery.

No chance.

The difficulty of the enemy is beyond imagination.

As long as we persist for two or three hours, the industrial zone will explode.

"I'm afraid the ammunition situation is not good now." Such an intense conflict just now must have consumed a lot.

"The artillery battery is basically running out of shells."

Jingkes didn’t hide anything and told the truth.

The artillery battery spent a lot of money in order to drive them away and cover them with firepower.

In the four hours since the war started, at least one gun has fired three ammunition bases.

According to Youzhou's infantry tactics manual, the standard configuration of a cannon is 4 base ammunition.

(Huo Shan believes that firepower is the absolute power of war, and the artillery fire of the Youzhou Army has definitely reached an outrageous level.)

(The 111th Regiment has 30 guns, which is the configuration of nearly one artillery battalion.)

(Of course, those guns are mostly of small caliber.)

"Our situation will be difficult." The writer looked at the rainy night, feeling a little sad.

"But what I'm more worried about is the situation in the industrial area."

Jingx was speechless. The enemy was too unexpected and he was a tough opponent. This move was extremely wonderful.

"I have too much time to take care of myself~" the writer smiled bitterly.

Now the 112th Regiment cannot get out of this plain at all.

It was so late at night that the writer had no doubt that as long as he attacked with all his troops and the enemy retreated, there would be a large number of traps waiting for him to exploit.

(Actually, the writer's worries are right. The merchant army has a clear plan. If the enemy pursues them, there will be countless sharp stakes waiting for them.)

"I seem to have accepted a bad mission, alas!"

Just when the writer sighed, an even worse news came.

of industrial area.