Twenty Seven Years

  Chapter 411 Persevere! Counterattack! !

  July 22nd, approaching evening

  Bressi, Nanre

  Outside the city, there are patches of scorched earth between the fortifications of the government army and the Equality Army. On the scorched earth, there are scattered guns, complete or incomplete corpses.

  The smell in the air was indescribably weird. As long as the comrades thought about it a little bit, they couldn't help their stomachs churning and retching.

  The hospitals in the city are fully receiving the wounded and treating hundreds of comrades who have retreated from the positions one after another.

   "Hiss...Hoo..."

  In the trench, Morais was smoking a cigarette, looking up at the sky covered with black clouds.

   "Teacher, it is estimated that there will be heavy rain later." The grizzled guard said.

   "Yeah." Morais looked calm, his eyes gradually moved down, and gathered at the government army's position in the distance, "That's the best cover for their attack."

   "No wonder they haven't moved for several hours, they are waiting for the rain." The guards clenched the guns in their hands.

   "Comrade Morais."

  The chief of staff walked quickly from the other trench: "The government army probably wants to wait for the heavy rain to attack us later. Do you have any countermeasures?"

   "Notify comrades to prepare for a tough battle." Morais knew very well that the government army would not let go of such an excellent opportunity.

After nearly two days of pressure, the government army not only consumed half of the ammunition of the Pingping Army, but also waited for the heavy rain. The army's defense line has almost no possibility of blocking them.

  The chief of staff thought over and over again, and whispered something in Morais' ear, suggesting to order comrades to prepare to abandon the fortifications when necessary and withdraw into the city to start street fighting.

Morais didn't hide it, and replied directly: "Today is only the 22nd, and the reinforcements from General Joseph's side will not arrive until the 25th at the earliest. If we withdraw to the city today to fight street fighting, what do you think we will do?" Can it survive three days?"

"But after a while it will rain and it will be dark. It will be very difficult for us to stop the government army's full-scale attack. If we block it hard, the battle will be unimaginably tragic, and it is very likely that we will not even have the chance to fight street fighting in the end." The staff officer The commander was also unwilling to lose the first line so quickly and spread the flames of war into the city, but they had no choice.

"I know that with such a good opportunity, the government army will definitely rely on its strength to put pressure on us in all directions, and then send more troops to one side according to the situation, tearing a hole in our defense line and directly entering the city." Morais predicted It's time for the government's next tactics.

  In fact, there is no need to predict this. This is a move that they know but are helpless.

  The lack of troops and ammunition, as well as the interference of the torrential rain, made them face the most severe test in terms of defense and dispatch.

   "So, instead of being torn open by them to gain a foothold in the city first, we might as well retain our vitality and take the initiative to start street fighting, so that we can make up for the disadvantages of troops and ammunition, and stalemate with them." The chief of staff suggested again.

"There are so many wounded in the city. What if they go into the city and concentrate their forces to attack the hospital first? They surround us and advance block by block. Wouldn't we still be trapped to death slowly?" Morais said. Willing to be further passive, "What I mean is to stick to the line of defense and absolutely cannot be breached today."

   "The wounded can be moved to a safer place now, we still have time."

"Keep the line of defense, and there is a safe place to speak of. If street fighting starts, the situation is out of your control." Morais showed a ruthless expression, "They are gearing up now, and they want to kill us today and occupy the south of the Yangtze River." Hot. We have to tell them it's not that easy."

  The guard boldly expressed his own thoughts: "When it rains, they will attack from all directions. Can we concentrate our forces and break out to one place?"

"Can our feet be faster than the cavalry? What's more, we still have so many wounded." The chief of staff denied the feasibility of this plan, "The most important thing is that the government army has made great progress in the southwest. The importance of the hot market to us has risen to a new level. Now it is not a question of whether to go or not, but that we must hold on. If we cannot hold on, the defense lines to the west and south can be said to be a complete defeat. It is equivalent to There's a big, big hole in our net, a hole that can't be filled."

   "Since our strategic position here has become so high, why haven't General Joseph and the others come here?" the guard asked.

"The road has to be taken step by step. Our main force hastily came to Nanre, and the result will only be a head-to-head battle. Our troops are not as strong as the government army, and the supplies can't keep up. The chances of winning head-to-head are very small. The only way is Joseph They took the city of Puluo, turned them into an army, relieved the pressure here, gave the whole front a chance to take a break, and a chance to find the right opportunity to counterattack." Morais explained.

   "There are three more days, three days!" The chief of staff restlessly paced back and forth with his hands on his hips.

it's out of the question.

  They all had a hard time tonight.

   Morais smoked silently.

  After the head of the Second Infantry Regiment realized the coming crisis, he rushed over and asked Morais for advice: "Master! Chief of Staff! This rain—"

   "We all know the situation." Morais didn't ask the leader to repeat the known situation again, "How are you doing? Are you confident to defend the south and east?"

   "Yes!" The regiment leader said loudly, "Just tell me how to fight!"

"You must hold the line of defense tonight, and you must not lose any place, and let the government troops rush into the city." Morais ordered, "If you let an enemy in, it means that our fighting comrades will get a bullet in the back .”

   "Until I die, not a single enemy will cross our line of defense!" The regiment leader assured.

   "Go and make comrades step up their guard." Morais waved his hand.

"Yes!"

  The chief of staff watched the head of the regiment leave: "Comrade Morais!"

   "Patter."

  A drop of rain falls on half a cigarette.

   "Patter."

   "Patter."

   Immediately afterwards, one drop after another, the slight fire of the cigarette **** was extinguished.

  Morais threw the drooping half of a cigarette on the ground, got up and looked at the mobilization of government troops in the distance with a telescope.

  As expected, a new batch of attacking troops of the government army has assembled, all wearing black raincoats, waiting for the night and heavy rain to officially arrive, stepping over the corpses of the comrades of the International Equality League, and occupying Nanre.

   "It's too late..." Cold sweat broke out on the chief of staff's forehead.

  Government forces are about to launch an attack. They are now retreating. If they are in a mess, it will be more difficult to organize effective resistance. In the future, the only option is to stand firm and repel the seemingly endless government forces.

   "Command! Everyone get ready for battle!" Morais roared.

  Within the area covered by his voice, the comrades quickly arrived at the combat position, with long guns mounted forward. Orders are also communicated to each other, quickly one after another in the position.

   "Everyone is ready to fight!"

   "Everyone is ready to fight!"

   "Comrades!" Morais' eyes widened with anger, and his murderous aura immediately appeared, "A tough battle is coming! We can't retreat a single step! We must hold on to Nanre! We will win in the end!!"

   "Long live the International Equality League!"

   "Long live the International Equality League!"

   "We will win!"

   "Keep Nanre!"

  Comrades uttered loud shouts and stood united.

The chief of staff was hot. He looked at the government troops in the distance, and then at Morais, who seemed to be a statue that stabilized the hearts of comrades, and gave up the idea of ​​retreating: "Comrade Morais, here is the Here it is, I will go to the other side to command the battle."

  Morais turned his head, did not speak, but nodded solemnly.

  The chief of staff with fiery eyes stopped wasting time and ran to another position where troops were scarce.

   "Boom!"

   There was an explosion in the sky.

   Lightning briefly illuminated the battlefield, but also made Morais's face icy cold.

   "Master! Go to the command post!" The soldiers suggested that Morais move to a safer position at the back.

   "No need!" Morais skillfully loaded a long gun, "I have been waiting for this day for too long!"

  Flashed in his mind were the days when he was hiding in Tibet with Francis and Chris, and the scene of several people gathering in an abandoned warehouse to fight for an armed revolution.

  He has long wanted to fight a tough battle with the government forces with real swords and guns.

   Use unstoppable force to suppress these demons and monsters.

   "Wow!" The rain became heavier, and the pouring rainwater formed a rain curtain, greatly reducing their sight.

   "Be on alert!" Morais crawled on the trench, aiming his gun at the dark rain.

  The limited line of sight makes it difficult for the Equal Army to stop the advance of the government army earlier, and the distance between the two sides' fierce exchange of fire will be shortened to tens of meters, or even more than ten meters.

   This section of open space that can be crossed in a few seconds as long as you run hard is the dead line drawn by the International Equality League here!

   If you dare to come here, you will pay the price of death!

   Directly in front of them, thousands of government soldiers, wearing raincoats, blended into the darkness, spread out and moved forward quickly.

  In the other directions, thousands of troops also touched the defense lines of ** and other troops.

"boom!"

  The first gunshot sounded, and the sound and flames were instantly swallowed by the torrential rain.

  A comrade with good eyes saw a figure flickering in the distance, and decisively followed up with the muzzle of his gun. After the distance got closer, he pulled the trigger neatly.

"boom!"

   Missed.

  He quickly reloaded the gun, but before the second shot was fired, the shadow fell to the ground.

   "Heh!" He looked around, wondering which comrade in arms killed the enemy first.

   "Here we come! Call me!"

"beat!"

   "Suppress them, don't let them attack!"

  A large number of black shadows loomed, entering the range of the comrades. The chiefs of each position gave orders one after another, and responded with the most violent attacks to those enemies.

   Morais also ushered in the first batch of enemies.

   "Fire!! Shoot them down to me!!"

  Even though the rain was very loud, Morais's extremely penetrating roar still entered the ears of the comrades. The comrades, who were soaked all over their bodies, fired forward in unison, not allowing the government troops to approach Nanre.

   "Bang bang bang!"

   "Bang bang!"

   "Bang bang bang bang bang!"

  Under the torrential rain, a battle about whether the key defense line of the Equality Army will be breached is fully launched.

  —

  Bressi, Equality Army Southern Front General Operations Department

   "Wow!"

   "Papa papa!"

  Dense raindrops slapped the windows, the flags outside the house were waving, and the land was muddy.

   "General. On the other side of Nanre City, the government army took advantage of the heavy rain to launch an attack again. General Morais and the others are holding the line of defense." The soldiers reported the battle situation in Nanre City.

  Standing in front of the window, Joseph, the commander-in-chief of the Equality Army, staring at the rain outside, let out a snort: "How many attacks has the government army launched?"

"the sixth time."

"It's been less than two days." Joseph couldn't imagine how Morais and the others blocked the government army's multiple attacks in the past two days, and how they resisted the enemy's full-scale advance under the torrential rain tonight. "There is a new situation. Report to me anytime."

"Yes!"

   "General, should we also attack?" Commander Brian just led his troops to join Joseph this afternoon.

  Joseph reached out and opened the window, and the wind and rain poured in immediately, making his hair messy and his clothes bulging: "Wait for the rain to be more violent."

   "I'm worried about Morais and the others..." Brian was a little impatient.

  Their troops have all been deployed near Puluo City. Tonight is a great opportunity for the government forces to break through Nanre City's defense line.

  The rain dripped down Joseph's cheeks. He didn't change his face, letting the wind and rain hit him: "The government forces in Puluo City will definitely be on guard against us. We need to wait until they relax."

   "No matter how heavy the rain is, it will also hinder us from launching an attack. In contrast, perhaps it is most suitable to attack now."

"No one expected this rain." Joseph said, "The government army would not have thought that we would dare to cross several of their positions tonight and point directly at Puro. Then we should seize the opportunity, increase the odds of winning, and strive to attack before dawn Lower Puro, sound the counter-offensive horn on the southern front."

"The comrades under my command can't stand it any longer. I assure you, once Puluo City wins, our division will pull out the few troops that the government army has placed around us within two days! "

   "There is no hurry, we are going steadily."

"Yes."

  Long time.

"Snapped."

   Joseph closed the window, took off the overcoat he was wearing, shook it, and hung it on a hanger beside him.

   "General," Brian called.

   Joseph hung up his clothes and faced Brian: "The rain is indeed heavy enough."

   "Then we..." Brian beamed.

   "Notify the troops stationed near Puro City to launch a surprise attack on Puro City. Be sure to enter the city as quickly as possible. Don't disappoint the rain." Joseph finally issued an order to attack Puro City.

   This means that the International Equality League has opened the curtain of counterattack after a week of successive defeats by various ministries.

   It also means that the Morais Department, which is fighting hard in Nanre City, is about to usher in hope.

  Brian’s eyes were flushed with excitement for a moment, he straightened his back, and saluted Joseph as an equal army salute, as if venting the anger he had squeezed during this period, he shouted loudly: "Yes!!"

  (end of this chapter)