Chapter 300: Suggest

Standing at the crest of the fort, overlooking the busy defensive position at his feet, General Midas ordered the staff who followed him: "Put all the mines carried by the soldiers on the beach! Leave them in the middle of the minefields. Good passage... Arrange a machine gun fire fulcrum at the end of the passage!"

He likes landmines very much. After all, he is a general tortoise, which fits perfectly with the properties of landmines. He is willing to lay mines on his line of defense, use a large number of mines, and admire the use of powerful new mines.

To be frank, he is the strange thing who was given the nickname of the little prince by the Ellen Hill army. During the exercise, he once planted landmines to depress the 16th Army Staff Headquarters, which was the offensive side.

"The group army has artillery units that cover the entire beach! I don't need to attack enemy warships. That's a matter for the air force, navy, and shore defense artillery! My artillery only strikes enemies on the beach! I want to suppress them. Don't stop, cry and roll back into the sea!" He pointed to the beach and generally continued to order.

Reckless and reckless means, and the spirit of being stubborn. On the question of how to stubbornly, Midas is very knowledgeable. Compared with Modeler and Wilkes's name in the future, it is not bad at all.

A frontal confrontation with Medeas may not be able to beat Modler or Wilkes, but if he is allowed to hold on, a general like Modler may not be able to win Medellas.

"In the vicinity of the reinforced main line of defense, soldiers must form cross fire as much as possible! The enemy will not be able to cross our beach line of defense for a long time, so the soldiers here must maintain their physical strength as much as possible and be ready to invest at any time. Reinforcement operations."

This time, he did not bring back the famous Walter or Wilkes, but instead placed Medeas on the position of Ferry City, which also demonstrated the ability of this old general.

"Here! And here! These reverse slopes are to be used as the base of the tank detachment, and the maintenance area is set up here!" According to the long sword, he coldly ordered the staff around him to set up tank concealed positions on the reverse slopes behind several high grounds. , So that they can countercharge in the first time and knock the enemy into the water.

The long sword on his waist is incompatible with the pistols worn by the staff, and it is also incompatible with the new military uniform on his body. In fact, Ailan Hill's dress is also a saber, but the ceremonial dress of the saber has been cancelled.

The highly practical Ailan Hill field training clothing, the generals are already camouflage equipment. Speaking of camouflage, it also reminds of the emperor’s unreasonable persistence before, the deceptive air force red uniform...

This incident, together with the ak-47 assault rifle, became a testimony to the emperor's "special hobby". No one knows how the high-level think about it. In fact, His Majesty the Emperor has no more advanced considerations at all. He just thinks that ak is not as good as m4.

"Once the front line is breached, I ask the tank troops to kill from here immediately! Push the enemy back to the beach!" He made a flanking movement with his hand, and then adjusted the machine guns on the line of defense with several staff. The deployment of firepower points allows them to better cover the counterattack tanks.

The thinking of this defensive master is extremely sinister, and the mentality of the guy who holds mine research all day is not much better. He sees his line of defense as a work of art, and what he pursues is a work of art without flaws.

"If the tank unit does not complete the mission, then we will stop the enemy in the second position." A staff officer spoke, and pointed to the second line of defense outlined on the map.

"After taking the first position, the enemy will advance to my second line of defense as quickly as possible. They thought they were pursuing a victory, but in fact, I was still waiting for me in the second line!" Medias sneered, then Begin to lay out his second line of defense.

He used a zigzag-shaped line of defense, plus some prominent machine gun fire ring fortifications, as the backing of the second line of defense.

In some necessary areas, he also arranged sandbags and quick-drying concrete to strengthen the fire points on the line of defense.

According to his defense plan, the enemy can only break through part of the defense line, and then form small canine-tooth pockets in his defense line, so that he can let the troops close these pockets and eat the enemy inside when they counterattack.

"It's still a simple and efficient crossfire, but this section has reinforced machine gun firepower point support... without any fancy." A staff officer is more confident in the second line of defense, because he expects that the enemy will start to be exhausted by this stage of attack. .

"No matter how the demons attacked, when they got here, they had already paid more than 3,000 casualties." Midias said: "But we can't be careless, because after all, they are demons, and we need to be careful. "

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Early the next morning, when Medias inspected the first line of defensive positions near the beach, he saw the bomber units of the 15th Air Force flying densely over his head toward the sea.

Groups of b-17 bombers, and p-51 Mustang fighters that were mobilized back, gathered in dense formations at the height of the clouds, as mighty as a wasp.

"The enemy has entered the attack range of the B-17 bomber. The air team plans to attack first to test the opponent's strength..." Following the air force liaison officer who inspected the position, he reported the news of the air force action that he had just received.

Some of these B-17 bombers also carry Fritz-X guided bombs, which are intended to deal with demon warships on the sea. The battle will begin in an hour, and the air forces of both sides will fight for a while, competing for air supremacy in the landing area.

"Let the soldiers hurry up and rest! The enemy is about to appear!" After Medias commanded, he continued to walk along the trenches, pressing his long sword. He waved greetings with every soldier passing by, talked with many regiment commanders and battalions, and asked their needs.

As an old commander who retains some traditional habits, he is more willing to exchange some topics face-to-face with the soldiers, which can boost morale and give him a deeper understanding of the needs of the grassroots officers and soldiers of his army.

He knows that compared with the young generals who have won the trust of the soldiers, the generals who have commanded the main force of the old army have a record, he and his troops are seriously lacking confidence and cohesion, so he tries to make up for the shortcomings in this area with details. This is the wisdom of an old man.

"For each unit to strengthen and replenish 3 base ammunition! Let the logistics unit rush to the position! The unit with the next one will get 3 more ammunition boxes for each machine gun position!" After listening to many opinions, he turned his head to the side. , Ordered the entourage around him.

The pre-war tense atmosphere has been filled in the trenches. The soldiers wearing new outfits and qgf Kevlar helmets are leaning on the edge of the trenches, curiously looking at the sea level with nothing.

Everyone knows that after a while, demon troops will appear there, and those demon troops are here to challenge them.

"Let those **** come! I started digging trenches when I got here yesterday. It has been digging for 27 hours! Let them come! Have a taste of Laozi's bullets!"

"Bullets? Don't worry, they stepped on landmines and rushed over. I don't know how many are left!" Another soldier wiped his ak-47 assault rifle, and said with a smile without raising his head.

Looking to one side along the trench, the position and angle of the machine gun fixed on the tripod on the machine gun position protruding the entire line of defense had been adjusted.

Once the enemy appears within range, it can pour out ammunition like splashing water, drowning the enemy in a rain of bullets.

On each machine gun position, there are two such machine guns. They can cover each other, or they can form cross fire with the machine guns in the distance. Although the entire beach is quiet and unusually quiet, there are terrorist traps for killing people everywhere.

Behind these soldiers, Dukou City, which had been destroyed by the flood, stood in the mist. The huge Black King Ailanhir flag hung on the remaining section of the city wall, which was huge and eye-catching.

Just as Medias returned to his command post in a jeep, he saw the commander of the 15th Air Force standing at the door with a gloomy face.

As soon as he saw Medias coming back from the front line, he said with a heavy tone: "We were shot down 17 bombers, 21 fighter jets... This time the enemy is much stronger than the one we encountered in Grecon. ."

"The loss is so much? Then don't dispatch it lightly! Just keep the air supremacy near the coastline...can it be done?" General Medias, who cares more about air supremacy than the battle, asked.

"I will take off all the planes to support you in the fight!" The commander of the aviation team promised: "No matter how great the loss, we will fight to the end! But I still want to remind you that these demons are different from the intelligence. Strong!"

Medias nodded: "So, what do you suggest?"

"My suggestion is...use all the methods you can think of! Otherwise we will all die here..." the air force commander said solemnly.

Hearing what the other party said, Medias nodded again, his face still unpredictable: "I don't want to die, so yesterday I prepared a message requesting reinforcements, and now it seems...I will send it to the General Staff immediately. Department."

"Gentlemen! Don't be careless! Before the reinforcements arrive, what we have to do is to hold on to every inch of land..." He passed through the air force commander standing at the door, and walked into his headquarters: "For Your Majesty! For Ailan Hill!"

"Long live Ailan Hill!" All the entourages and the officers in the room sang peacefully with their chins high.