Then, enter the bunker dug by the French.

Until evening, the best news from Chen Laohu's side was that the two tractors were finally brought ashore after all the hard work.

Now, these two tractors are continuously transferring supplies and ammunition from the beach to the Ming army in the trenches.

Moreover, Chen Laohu made a desperate move and landed a radio station.

For this reason, a small cargo ship ran aground on the sea and was blown apart like a target by French artillery fire.

There was a squad of soldiers accompanying him, and explosives were tied to the radio, ready to turn the radio into parts at any time.

Chen Laohu took a huge risk. Li Xiao had already said that sensitive equipment such as tractors and radios would not be allowed to fall into the hands of the enemy, even if they were wreckage.

It's dark!

The sea breeze of the Mediterranean blew Chen Laohu's face, and he knew that this time he was risking his fortune and his life.

If he fails to hold on tonight and is overrun by the French army, driving the Ming army directly into the sea, then everything for him will be over.

Unconsciously, the hand holding the railing turned white.

In the distant city of Marseille, a red signal flare rose into the sky.

The forward position, which had been sparse for a while, immediately became lively.

In the darkness, you can see countless scorching bullet marks flying across the sky.

The Ming army's position once again heard explosions one after another, and orange sparks flashed past one after another.

The French attack begins!

The translator nervously translated the numbers coming from the front, and then transferred these numbers to the destroyer on the beach.

Each number represents a coordinate.

As long as the Marine Corps passes the coordinates, within a minute or two, artillery shells will fall.

The Ming army's artillery fire swallowed up the attacking French army again and again, and the French were blown up and their bodies were scattered all over the field.

Gao Jiu was lying in the trench. The day's shelling almost made him die of suffocation.

Now I can finally get out of the underground bunker where the air is turbid and smoky.

But after he came out, he regretted it again.

Because the air outside is more turbid and smoky.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, and everyone felt that their throats were severely choked.

I have no choice but to take a sip of water from time to time to moisten my throat.

The French attack was quite fierce and quite amateurish.

A group of shirtless guys holding rifles howled a few times in the opposite trench, then started charging with rifles with bayonets attached.

On a battlefield where automatic weapons are rampant, this is almost a suicide attempt.

Here I started to ring the phone and reported the coordinates.

Because there is a delay in the back-and-forth transmission, the coordinates are all pre-judged.

The guys rushed halfway in a hurry, and before they could get within the range of their rifles, they were covered by artillery fire.

Those who were lucky enough not to be blown up by naval gunfire were also killed by mortar fire from behind.

The Marines didn't even have a chance to fire, not even the machine guns.

There are twenty destroyers on the sea, and the navy's rapid-fire guns are more powerful than the army's artillery.

Just one salvo can annihilate a French attacking force.

"Company Commander, are the French afraid?" Starting at eight o'clock, the French stopped moving.

No more artillery fire, no more troops charging.

The silence on the battlefield was eerie. The Mediterranean sea breeze blew away the smoke, and you could finally smell some fresh air.

Many people took out canned beef from their backpacks and started eating!

Gao Jiu lit a cigarette and leaned against the trench to smoke.

"Pah!" With a slap on the face, a big fat mosquito was killed.

There is a large swamp not far away, close to the swamp, and there are a lot of mosquitoes.

They flew in groups, with the momentum of bombers.

Gaojiu is a system that attracts mosquitoes, and I was bitten by four mosquitoes on one hand.

I don’t know what the French wanted to do, but the French lost at least one battalion in the attack that started at six o’clock.

This is only on our own front, the frontal losses of other companies should also be small.

The firepower of naval guns can still be relied on.

Timely, reliable, and in sufficient quantity!

The soldier below handed over a box of cans. Gao Jiu threw away the cigarette butt, held the can, and carefully poked his head out a little while eating.

The line of sight was basically at the same level as the horizon, and the opposite side was dark and motionless.

"Clang!" A very soft sound caught Gao Jiu's attention.

He picked up the telescope and looked at the swamp on the left side of the position.

It was too dark to see clearly, but something seemed to be moving.

"Flare bombs!" Gao Jiu shouted.

The company's mortars immediately fired a flare.

In the swamp, about five or six hundred meters away from the position, there was a kind of red grass growing. It was unclear what was in it. It seemed like there was something there, but it seemed like there wasn't.

Gao Jiu watched for a long time and saw no sign of the French army.

The flare went out quickly, and Gao Jiu put down the telescope. Thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.

"Hit another one!"

"Whoosh...!" Another flare rose into the sky and exploded.

Gao Jiu pointed the telescope at the swamp again, and this time there was no shadow.

The flare went out!

Gao Jiu did not put down the telescope, but stared at the swamp. His intuition told him that there was something wrong with that place.

"Flare, hit again!"

Machine guns and mortars are ready, in the swamp five hundred meters away."

Gao Jiu's order made his soldiers tense for a moment.

Machine gunners and mortars were aiming at the swamp, and to the naked eye there seemed to be nothing there.

The flares rose into the sky again, and the Ming army's machine guns and mortars began to bombard the swamp.

Bullets fell densely in the swamp, and mortars exploded from time to time.

The flares went out and the gunfire stopped.

Apart from the ripples caused by the mortar shells, nothing seemed out of place in that area.

"Machine gun, fire again!" Mortar shells are precious, but machine gun bullets are not so valuable.

mg34, fired another hundred and ten rounds into the swamp.

The trajectories of tracer bullets accurately show their impact points.

"Hit again!"

Another round of bullets fired!

Just when Gao Jiu thought it was his own nervousness.

A scream suddenly sounded in the swamp!

Although the scream was very short and seemed to be only half a cry, everyone could still hear it clearly.

Without Gao Jiu's continued orders, all three machine guns in the company fired wildly into the swamp.

Bullets were flying across that area!

Screams rang out one after another, and then, a group of Frenchmen with bayonets and covered in mud stood up and began to howl and charge.

These idiots actually crawled over from the swamp.

Don’t worry about being eaten by the overwhelming mosquitoes!

Gao Jiu started to stir up trouble, and other companies also started to take advantage of it.
Chapter completed!