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Chapter 336 Hell Battlefield (Third Update, please subscribe)
When those Argentines who survived by chance were driven to the battlefield again.The tranquil night sky was torn apart again—the piercing roar sounded again in the sky.

Shelling!

A new round of shelling once again fell on those Argentines who had almost collapsed.

When the Argentines once again ushered in the death in the devastating bombardment, the horn of the attack sounded in the trenches of the South China Army, and the trumpeters blew their horns in a hurry.

For Marino and others who had fought against the South China Army, these sounds were what they called the screams of the devil.

For the Argentines, this is just the first time they have experienced these sounds.

"beep……"

In the sound of the trumpets, harsh whistles pierced the sky and the earth. Even amidst the rumbling guns, the whistles were still clearly audible.

"kill!"

When the squad platoon leaders blew the offensive whistle, the battlefield immediately boiled up. Nearly [-] officers and soldiers of the fourth and fifth regiments rushed out of the trenches one by one. The human fortress charged.

They were like huge waves charging towards the Argentines' already destroyed defense.The soldiers who jumped out of the trench looked at the rolling smoke and rising fireballs on the enemy's defense line with a dumbfounded gaze.

However, the Argentines were not waiting to die. Their cannons were also roaring. After learning from Marino that the South China Army would charge during the shelling, General Alsina made some targeted adjustments. He tried to use Cannons were used to stop the attack of the Nanhua army.

Although the artillery fire of the Argentines was far from being comparable to that of the South China Army, heavy artillery shells slammed into the vicinity of the soldiers, raising huge clouds of explosive smoke, but still brought a lot of death.

In the violent explosions, soldiers were blown into the air from time to time, but the shelling of the Argentines could not stop the soldiers' feet.Amidst the violent explosion and the impact of the shock wave, under the rain of death bullets, thousands of soldiers charged forward with their waists bowed.

They ran fast, and the choking smell of gunpowder made the running soldiers feel a little suffocated. Wang Taisheng, who was rushing ahead, felt his heart clenched into a ball, and the smell of gunpowder made him unable to breathe.

He felt that his mouth and nose were full of gunpowder, so he ran with all his might...

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The sound of whistles and bugles echoed on the battlefield, and the sound of cannons and guns covered the shouts of the officers. Like everyone else, Wang Taisheng could only distinguish his fate from the whistles as he did during training.

"Where is the flag? Where is the flag?"

Wang Taisheng's eyes searched for the small red flag held by the platoon leader in the gunpowder smoke, but the gunpowder smoke blocked his sight. He could only keep a certain distance from his comrades in numbness, keep running forward, and like them, Roaring "kill", their roar was extremely loud, even like thunder, and there seemed to be only one voice left on the battlefield - "kill, kill...".

The violent shouts of killing vented the fear and tension in people's hearts, making the soldiers charge forward without hesitation.

When the soldiers ran, the hard low military boots on their feet stepped on the ground, and even the ground trembled, shook, and groaned under their feet!

one kilometer!

One kilometer of life and death!

Although the ten-minute artillery preparation has destroyed most of the shelters and caused many Argentines to collapse, in the few surviving bunkers, those living Argentines are still waiting for this moment.

"They're here!"

Through the dense gunpowder smoke, when seeing the figure in the gunpowder smoke, the machine gunner in the bunker shook the handle.

After the handle was shaken, the barrel of the machine gun turned half a circle, and suddenly cheered.

"Tom... tom..."

The dull sound of machine guns echoed in the fortifications. The firepower of the 11mm Gatling machine gun was extremely astonishing, but just as soon as it fired, it knocked down several soldiers who charged ahead.

Although the Argentines reacted fairly quickly and started to fight back before the smoke cleared, most of those who survived the new round of shelling and were still in shock have not yet recovered. At the same time, when he heard the sound of killing like a wave, he almost saw a group of wolves and tigers rushing towards him.

"kill!"

Although they couldn't understand what they were shouting, when they rushed over with rifles and bayonets in hand, the Argentines still felt the breath of death!
Not breath!

But death!

These people are like devils killed from hell, what they bring is death!
Without any sloppy movements, the soldiers rushing over were like tigers descending the mountain, stabbing with bayonets, and the bayonets sank into their bodies without even waiting for the Argentines to recover.

In the next moment, the fierce collision turned into a battle. The battle is the most primitive and the bloodiest. In the trenches, both the enemy and the enemy are fighting with bayonets. Although they face to face, Nanhua has the advantage. But after a moment of absent-mindedness, facing the threat of death, those Argentines also burst out with unprecedented courage—the courage inspired by the desire to survive!

During the fierce collision, the trenches were full of shouts of killing. They stabbed each other with bayonets, smashed each other with gun butts, and even bit each other with their teeth.

"kill!"

Wang Taisheng, who jumped into the trench like his comrades-in-arms, stabbed at the enemy with his rifle, but the opponent swiped his bayonet away, and the bayonet pierced the trench wall. Wang Taisheng, who could not pull out the gun, Seeing that the opponent was coming towards him, he rushed over and started to fight with the opponent.

The two were fighting in the trench. Wang Taisheng, who was pressed to the ground by the ghost, grabbed his arms with his hands like iron clamps. After a few times, he felt his head go berserk, dizzy, his eyes fixed on the ghost's neck, and he bit it fiercely, even though he was being pressed down by the ghost, his teeth were firmly biting the other's throat.

Amidst the screams, the ghost who had his throat bitten let go and punched Wang Qinsheng's head with his fist.

"Crackling..."

Wang Tai, who was beaten into a daze, did not let go, even though his head was being beaten repeatedly, he still clenched his teeth with all his strength. For a moment, he even heard the sound of his teeth biting his throat, eating Blood gushed into his mouth during the pain, and the stinky blood almost choked him to death.

Finally, the ghost's fist on his body lost all strength, and he stopped struggling, and just pressed down on Wang Taisheng softly.

"what……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he slammed the ghost away. Wang Taisheng grabbed the grenade and smashed it on the ghost's head like swinging a hammer.

"Let him hit me, let you hit me..."

Wang Taisheng, whose head was covered in blood, did not know how many times he smashed the ghost's head, and when the smashed brains splattered, he looked at the ghost who had been dead for a long time.

Wang Taisheng breathed a sigh of relief, now he has become a blood man, with blood all over his head and face, and he doesn't know whether it is the ghost's or his own.

"I, I'm still alive..."

Suddenly relaxed, a jittery piss could not help but flow down the pants...

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