Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

At this moment, Shadan realized that the remaining members of his heroic army were too few and were about to be wiped out by the enemy.

He did not expect that the enemy would directly send a multinational coalition of two divisions and one brigade to launch an attack.

There were also black people among them, and they stood out among the crowd of white people.

I remember that Shadan defeated a black group and made them flee in panic. I didn't expect that they would become so crazy now.

This is because there are few volunteer soldiers, so they are nervous.

We can't just let them get away with it. We have to summon out an army of 50,000 heroes to turn the tables.

The hand-to-hand combat was in full swing, but the key point was on the south bank.

If you want to end the battle early, you have to destroy the enemy's artillery and their terrifying amount of ammunition.

Shadan looked at the scene of the hand-to-hand combat and thought that they could almost win.

But he was still worried, so he sent another 5,000-man heroic force to provide support.

Then he quietly jumped into the Han River. Don't forget that there is a guard following him.

But he had been protecting Shadan the whole time. It was not until they reached the other side that Shadan discovered that he had been shot.

But the boy still wanted to continue protecting him. "Wait, you want me to protect you, right? If you really want to do this for my own good, you should also know my abilities. Your presence will only hinder my actions. Do you understand?"

Eighteen or nineteen years old is the age when people are ignorant and easily persuaded.

He nodded to show that he understood.

Then find a deserted place and wait for death quietly.

When Shadan saw this scene, he felt inexplicably distressed and arranged a class of heroic spirits to protect him.

Then start moving forward.

If we want to get close to the enemy's artillery positions, the journey will become even more difficult.

The enemy commander learned his lesson this time and started not to put one basket in another.

The huge artillery group was directly divided into artillery positions of individual regiments and arranged around the south bank, with each position being far apart.

This area is heavily guarded.

This is to prevent being unable to rescue in time when attacked.

At this moment, Shadan wished he had 18 clones, each of which could summon an army of heroes.

Now, we can only bite the bullet and take down the artillery positions one by one.

Faced with the unobstructed artillery positions, Shadan could only send the Heroic Spirits to pay with their lives and launch a death attack on the artillery positions of the multinational coalition forces.

It really was a matter of human lives. Faced with the firepower formed by the machine gun network and the support of artillery fire from the rear, the Heroic Spirit Army suffered heavy casualties.

But they still pounced on their prey like an angry lion without any regrets.

They had only one goal, which was to destroy these artillery positions and clear the obstacles for subsequent battles.

The soldiers of the Heroic Spirit Corps had firm and ardent eyes, as if burning with raging fire.

Their faces were filled with determination and courage, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

Their crawling steps were neat and powerful, as if they were a group of warriors from hell, displaying unparalleled majestic momentum on the battlefield.

And a fearless spirit of self-sacrifice.

After taking the position, they had to charge forward recklessly, braving more and more intense enemy fire.

Each charge was as surging as the ocean waves, rushing towards the enemy's positions again and again.

The enemy's artillery fire poured down like a rainstorm, enveloping the heroic troops in a sea of ​​fire.

But they still ignored it and used grenade launchers from World War II to launch a weak counterattack against the enemy.

The enemy responded with a hundred times more artillery fire.

Even if some heroic troops rushed to the enemy's position, the multinational coalition forces, who were well-rested, could easily defeat them.

Seeing this situation, Shadan could only tell the charging heroic troops to die together.

They were supposed to occupy the enemy's trenches and continue to advance, but now they can't do that.

Not only was the enemy well-rested, their defense was also extremely solid. Their artillery positions stood like fortresses on the battlefield, blocking the advance of the heroic troops.

Despite the Einherjar's efforts, not as many artillery positions were destroyed as they had expected.

The number of casualties continued to rise, the soldiers of the Heroic Spirit Army fell one by one, and their blood dyed the ground red.

However, they did not give up, they still persisted and continued to charge towards the enemy's position.

In this fierce battle, the heroic troops showed amazing perseverance and courage. They wrote magnificent war songs with their blood, sweat and lives.

Although only half of the artillery positions were destroyed in the end, their heroic deeds will be forever engraved in the long river of history.

Their spirit will always inspire future fighters to forge ahead bravely for victory.

Another 50,000 heroic troops sacrificed their lives to make such a difficult battle possible.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to think about it anymore, it’s that Comrade Shadan was shot.

He lay in a trench, lifted up his clothes, and revealed two bulletproof vests he got from the people of the future.

The outer one is almost rotten, and only the bulletproof vest inside can provide some protection.

This is also the reason why he can dare to run around on the battlefield.

But the bulletproof vest can only protect the upper body, not the lower body. He was shot twice in the leg, and no one knew which sniper shot him.

Maybe they found him a job because they saw he had nothing to do.

He couldn't move now. The location here was extremely unfavorable. Even if he sent more heroic troops, they would only become cannon fodder.

Seeing that his bulletproof vest was almost pierced by shrapnel, one could imagine how much suffering he had endured.

War is not a game, nor is it a fantasy. Look at war from a God's perspective.

That means death every moment.

Comrade Shadan, who has traveled through time and space and is armed to the teeth and possesses knowledge from the future, is bound to encounter bumps and bruises no matter how careful he is.

All protective measures have been taken to the extreme of this era.

Even so, Comrade Shadan was wounded and fell to the ground.

The key point now is whether to continue moving forward or retreat back to the north shore.

This is a dilemma.

Fortunately, it was getting dark soon, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

He took a look at the remaining heroic troops in his hands. It was only at night that the main battlefield of the People's Liberation Army would be formed.

In fact, he also wanted to attack the coalition's positions at night, especially the artillery positions.

But he had no choice. After a day of bombing, the volunteer soldiers suffered heavy losses.

Shadan had no other choice. He couldn't just watch these volunteers being blown to death.

Sometimes someone has to sacrifice.

Before dark, the multinational coalition forces went to search the trenches for any living people. Seeing this situation, for the sake of their own lives, they could only summon the Heroic Spirits to block the attack one squad at a time.

But more often than not, they are committing suicide just to wait for dark.

As night falls, the sky is covered by thick clouds, and only a few stars are twinkling faintly in the distant sky.

There was dead silence on the battlefield, with only the occasional sound of artillery fire from afar breaking the tranquility.

However, in this tranquility, there is a storm that is about to break out.

Shadan crawled in the trench, raised his head and looked at several artillery positions. His gaze pierced through the darkness and turned to the brightly lit enemy positions.

He knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime night.

Order all Heroic Spirit troops to begin gathering in the direction of various artillery positions.

There were times when they were discovered by the enemy along the way, but they did not open fire. They would rather be attacked by the enemy than open fire, just to wait for the order for the general attack.

On the other side of the river, preparations were also being made to launch a sneak attack on the enemy.

After all, they were bombed badly during the day, especially the special operations brigade's position. The top of the mountain was flattened by several meters. You can imagine how intensive the artillery bombardment was.

This leader of the older generation naturally had foresight. He quickly pulled out his elite troops and swam to the other side under the cover of night.

Shadan looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and then ordered his men to blow the horns in their hands, sounding the deafening call.

As the horn sounded, soldiers from the Heroic Spirit Army gathered from all directions.

Their steps were firm and powerful, like an unstoppable torrent, rushing towards the enemy's position.

Their faces were filled with determination and courage, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

The soldiers in the front row used a tactic of mutual destruction to clear a path for the troops behind them.

Shadan walked at the back, his figure looming in the darkness, but he exuded a terrifying majesty.

This time he was really risking everything. In order to expand the victory, he immediately summoned every summoning spot he got back in order to deal a heavy blow to the enemy.

The order received by the Heroic Army was to destroy the enemy's manpower. In the mutual destruction and subsequent infiltration, tactics and the spirit of forgetting death were combined together. It was a war of slaughter.

Their attack was as fierce as a storm; the artillery fire, swords, and shouts intertwined to form a thrilling symphony.

Their figures jumped in the firelight, like burning flames, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The commander on the opposite side was no pushover either. He took out white phosphorus bombs and launched a fierce bombardment on the heroic troops who were risking their lives.

Using the corpses of the heroic troops as lighting immediately made Shadan furious.

They also had equipment such as white phosphorus bombs, but they didn't bring many with them. They didn't expect to be taught a lesson by the other side.

So shameful!

Do not be soft-hearted when dealing with your enemies; instead, fight back with the cruelest, hardest, and most powerful attacks to make them fear pain, or even scare them into throwing away their weapons.

In this battle involving hundreds of thousands of people, night has turned into day.

There were figures on fire everywhere.

When the Heroic Spirit troops were on fire, he simply rushed forward with the enemy in his arms, detonated the grenade, and died together with them.

If there were no grenades, I would have been burned to death together with the enemy.

In this fierce battle, Shadan could only watch quietly from the back. He felt heartbroken as he saw the number of summoning spots decreasing.