The night attack plunged the entire position into chaos, with gunshots, shouts, and curses mingling together.
"Don't panic! The number of enemies is very small!"
Although the new recruits were panicked, fortunately, the experienced company officers were calm and calm. While they encouraged the soldiers, they took the lead in counterattacking the enemy.
Under this situation, the soldiers began to stabilize, picked up the guns in their hands and hid behind the bunkers to aim at the darkness. In other parts of the stronghold, gunshots also echoed, and shouts of orders and painful screams rang out from the camps of each company. Screaming, it seems that there are enemies everywhere outside the darkness.
Hayes also picked up the gun and pointed it outside, but there was nothing to aim at, nothing could be seen, the gunfire came from the darkness, and they could only shoot blindly.
It would be a miracle if it actually hit something.
At this time, the officer finally took out his night vision goggles and saw the enemy hiding in the darkness, wearing a cloak and night vision equipment.
In fact, the soldiers in the camp should also have night vision goggles, but due to transportation and distribution reasons, these equipments were not in place until they went to the battlefield. As a result, their eyes were now dark. Then the officers took out their illumination guns and fired a few rounds. Flares.
Hayes finally saw the guys crawling among the ruins.
"Fire!"
With a piercing snap, a line of lasers shot into the darkness banished by the lights, and similar piercing sounds echoed elsewhere in the camp.
Hayes saw one night raider hit by a laser on his body and legs. He trembled for a few times and then stopped moving. The other night raiders started running quickly, seemingly trying to retreat.
"Kill these bastards!"
The soldiers who were disturbed from their rest were very angry. They finally found their direction and found something that could be put into battle.
With a roar of defiance and rage, they rose as one and rushed across the broken stone.
Hayes didn't rush out. His eyes were wide open and sweat was pouring out of his skin, and then he heard explosions and gunshots.
The heretics deployed landmines, and the first few people who rushed out were blown to the ground. Then the others did not dare to pursue them anymore and could only shoot at those figures in the back.
As the lights dimmed, the darkness filled with the cries of the wounded and dying.
The first night attack came and went, and it looked like they were losing.
In the following time, everyone was highly nervous. They were afraid of the next night attack. The repaired searchlights were scanning into the darkness almost non-stop. However, the regiment headquarters did not respond to this night attack and just asked them to continue. Stay in position.
However, the enemy did not appear. Hayes persisted for several hours, half asleep and half awake. Almost when he was about to lie down, some stones loosened among the ruins and rubble a kilometer away from the stronghold. After a moment, they fell into Underground, there are more than a dozen dark pipe entrances exposed.
Then, heretical soldiers wearing red carapace swarmed out of the pipe with guns in hand, like a gushing flood, and shouted slogans——
"Destroy the false emperor! Long live the Black-Hearted King!!!!"
In an instant, everyone woke up. Hashet hurriedly stood up and looked outside, his bloodshot eyes widening.
I saw that the three directions of the water supply station were already filled with huge enemy soldiers. They were running among the ruins, the weapons in their hands emitting a cold light, like the flood that burst the embankment, rushing toward them overwhelmingly, roaring and screaming wildly. The shouting is chilling.
"Damn you! Why are there so many!"
Everyone was dumbfounded. The number of enemies was at least 3,000, but they had less than 500 people. There were still heretics rushing out of the underground pipes in a queue, and the final number might exceed 5,000!
The enemy's charge was like a landslide and a tsunami. Many of the soldiers stationed there were so frightened that their gun hands trembled. Their counterattacks were scattered and unable to stop the enemy's offensive.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
Hayes was so frightened that he woke up. He followed the company commander's instructions and kept shooting. Now he didn't need to aim at all. There were enemies everywhere.
Suddenly, there was a scream in the air, and then an explosion rose near the stronghold. The enemy even had remaining artillery!
Although the defenders of the stronghold tried their best to shoot, they were unable to hold off too many enemies. Hayes also saw some savage mutants wearing simple blue armors leading the attack. Most of them had deformed heads like cattle or sheep, holding hand-held weapons. The roar of the brutal melee weapons shook the air, and even the earth trembled under their hooves.
Soon, the enemy at the front rushed up. One of the mutants brandished an ax that was larger than a man. It roared, and the huge sharp blade took away the lives of the two soldiers in one fell swoop.
The soldiers struggled to resist the charge. A heroic company commander killed a mutant with a grenade, and then became a mutilated corpse, with flesh and bones trampled into mud.
More heretic soldiers rushed up, driving their bayonets into the chests of the panicked defenders, killing one decisively and neatly, and then turned to the next.
The brutal hand-to-hand combat broke the morale of these exhausted defenders, and many began to retreat or even flee.
Even the company commanders started waving their hands and yelling:
"Back off! Back off!"
The soldiers began to rout, some sobbing and falling to their knees before being killed by bayonets thrust from behind.
In such a terrifying situation, Hayes could only run backwards with the team. For some reason, every detail was engraved in his memory, and the heart beating in his chest seemed not to be his own.
He originally thought that their way of death might be to fight to the last moment and die in a pool of blood and glory.
And now it looks like they may die in the most humiliating way possible.
Bullets, lasers and grenades rained down.
The head was smashed, the limbs were blown off, the body exploded like rotten fruit, and the massacre officially began. Hayes was caught between the screaming people and the dying bodies. He was terrified, unable to think, and only had the instinct of survival in his heart.
Blood was flowing on the ground, and blood mist sprayed into the air. There was only the smell of blood in Hayes's nose, and he almost slipped into the blood.
He saw a soldier reaching out to him, his body torn from the waist down, his entrails dripping all over the floor.
"save--"
Although Hayes was scared, after a brief pause, he ran over and stretched out his hand.
"I'll take you to the doctor..."
As soon as he took hold of the opponent's hand, a laser shot was fired, which directly opened the man's head and helmet. In the end, the blood-covered hand was unable to slip from Hayes's hand.
While everyone was retreating, the political commissar was still trying to maintain order. Young Juyin Dole was sweating profusely. He stood on a high place, holding his pistol high, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Soldiers! Don't retreat! Hold on! Hold on! Be loyal to the Emperor!"
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his coat and pulled him down from the height, and then a grenade exploded no more than five meters away from him.
"Political Commissar! I can't stand it anymore! Let's go!"
Hachet held Ju Yin's arm and tried to escape with him, but the political commissar pointed his gun at his hat, which was tilted to one side, and said hoarsely:
"The commander of the theater has ordered not to retreat even one step. If we retreat, everyone will-"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp roar ripped through the top of his head, and then the earth trembled, and the sky-high firelight rose from near the water supply station, obliterating the groups of heretical soldiers.
The Empire's artillery began its deadliest firing!
