Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign-Chapter 500 - 239: [Encirclement at Xuemali? 1 Surrounded by 63?]
The front line, where the initial contact with the United States Federation took place, gradually disappeared from the ’real-time map’ in the eyes of the soldiers from the Blue Star Great Xia Federation.
Perhaps there was no feeling when they were far away, but as the massive color representing the United States Federation on the map slowly pushed closer,
and then swallowed one after another of the Volunteer Army’s positions.
These soldiers of the Great Xia Federation finally experienced what the soldiers of the Great Xia Federation ahead had gone through.
It was an abruptly interrupted fierce battle, it was the green light points representing lives on the map, silently extinguished and then engulfed piece by piece by black.
It was the pain of watching one comrade after another die before your eyes and being unable to move.
It was the torture which stretched time, staining every second with the roars of comrades ahead and the blood flying in the air.
The pain worsened at the command post in the center.
Qu Guang and Shen Yan looked grim, holding binoculars and observing the distant battle.
The map beside them was marked with dense points.
Those were various positions.
Each marker represented a position, and as the United States Federation advanced, one position after another was crossed out on the map.
The distant sound of artillery fire echoed.
Every thud reverberated through the ground, and as the artillery fell silent,
the soldiers beside the map struggled to draw a cross on the recent marks:
"Position 7...."
Nothing more was said.
But everyone knew what had happened.
A combat group of 30 people.
Blocking the mechanized armor units of the United States Federation, Qu Guang even saw through the binoculars the temporary trenches, brutally crushed by the United States Federation tanks.
Amid the sky full of fire, what spread out were limbs and tank parts.
The officers and soldiers of the Blue Star Great Xia Federation, experiencing the scenario with Qu Guang and Shen Yan, watched their comrades fall one by one, only able to watch, feeling as if knives were cutting their hearts.
Only now did they finally understand what Zhao Ming meant by tempering their willpower.
This kind of tempering.
Really pierced the heart with pain.
And compared to them,
the Volunteer Army was in even greater pain.
Because they couldn’t retreat, nor could they advance.
They could only stay in place, watching their comrades fall one by one, waiting for the United States Federation’s large forces to arrive, and then giving them a head-on attack, even if it meant flying into the fire like moths, smashing eggs against stones.
Yet they had to do this.
If they couldn’t hold for three days, the main forces at the rear wouldn’t have time to construct defense works, and the crucial logistics hub at Iron Origin would be lost.
Once Iron Origin fell, the Volunteer Army on the front line would be in a desperate situation. With ammunition depleted and supplies cut off, they could only retreat north of the Yalu River.
The war would once again engulf the borders of the Republic.
The Republic, which had endured over forty years of turmoil and had just risen, would be forcibly dragged back into the mire.
This fear was greater than death.
Because of this, even knowing they faced death, no one retreated.
The sky over Iron Origin, from dawn to dusk,
the blood-red sunset on the horizon seemed to tell of the events unfolding here.
From day to night.
The nighttime artillery at Iron Origin, and the flares, lit up the entire land as if it were daylight.
Every time the artillery ceased and then resumed, thirty more lives were lost, and the positions on the ’real-time map’ extinguished one by one.
Over thirty positions of the Volunteer Army vanished.
Even within just one day.
The United States Federation’s large forces unleashed 4,500 tons of shells on the positions of the Volunteer Army.
But it was to no avail.
The United States Federation faced significant delays in their marching speed.
At this moment.
The soldiers of Blue Star who had experienced this finally understood how the Volunteer Army created this ’miracle.’
This was not a contest between steel and flesh.
It was a battle of willpower.
The United States Federation thought they were destroying positions, but they had no idea that the Volunteer Army had long engraved the word "No Retreat" on every inch of scorched earth.
Even with only their bodies remaining, they would build a defensive line.
Victory was no longer about how many high grounds could be occupied, but who could hold on until the last moment.
This was a test of willpower.
At this time, as forces spread across the Great Xia Federation,
....
On the other side,
while the Blue Star Great Xia Federation was experiencing the ’Iron Origin Defense Battle’ earlier.
The fastest progress of the Blue Star players outside also finally reached April 22nd, the day the fifth offensive began.
In Yu Feng’s livestream room.
At this moment.
Yu Feng was following his squad, watching the rushing waters of the Linjin River from under the shade of a tree.
This was the high ground on the south bank of the Linjin River.
From here, one could see the winding and rapid river waters, and constantly monitor the movements on the opposite bank.
But there was nothing visible to the naked eye.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t be resting under the shade during their patrol break, but although nothing was visible, Yu Feng’s ’real-time map’ showed the vast range of Volunteer Army colors on the opposite bank.
Bang! Bang!
Distant dull explosions sounded.
The people under the shade paid no attention.
Since the Volunteer Army began their strategic retreat with continuous resistance, these occasional shellings and firefights became the norm, judging by the sound, it was still far away, so no one was worried.
Yu Feng looked at the ’real-time map,’ then glanced across the bank.
It was already approaching dusk.
And the movements on the opposite side of the ’real-time map’ were moving quickly, clearly about to attack.
Yet the United States Federation side was still completely unaware.
Beside him,
The squad leader Wilson smoked a cigarette and said:
"I hear the Republic’s troops are gathering at the rear."
"Not sure how many people there are."
The scout beside him, Thompson, spoke up:
