The old street in the south of the city, near the border of the city center, is a densely built industrial park.
This industrial park mainly produces jade mining excavators and raw stone cutting machines.
At this moment, explosions and flashes of light continued to erupt in the park, and the dense sound of gunfire was incessant.
The white fog characteristic of the old street at dawn grew thicker and thicker, soon mixing with the black smoke and enveloping the entire park.
As the main passage from the city center into the southern part of the city, Xiang Shanhe would certainly not easily give up the strategic location of Changsheng Industrial Park.
Therefore, as soon as the main forces of the Bai and Wei families entered, they were met with fierce artillery fire.
The nearly 5,000-strong force from the Bai and Wei families was forced to split into dozens of square formations as soon as the gunfire began.
They used their overwhelming numbers to surround the 10 squadrons of the Kun Sheng Guard.
Although Kun Sheng's guards were few in number, they had all occupied the most advantageous terrain in the industrial area beforehand and held their positions in the buildings.
Moreover, each squadron is equipped with light and heavy machine guns and RPG rocket launchers, making it impossible for the White-Wei allied forces to quickly destroy these strongholds.
Unless they bring all their howitzers and armored units over.
However, the coalition's only heavy firepower, the 3rd Armored Company, has been sent out to raid Bailu.
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"All squadrons, report your battle losses as soon as possible."
During a lull in the fighting, Xiang Shanhe picked up his military walkie-talkie and inquired about the situation at various outposts.
At this moment, he was standing on the top floor of a five-story industrial building, observing the park engulfed in flames through binoculars.
The building he was in was surrounded by at least 500 enemies.
Enemy heavy machine guns and RPG rocket launchers would occasionally bombard the building.
In such a brutal urban battle, casualties were inevitable.
Fortunately, they had made ample preparations beforehand, with each squadron's building storing large quantities of weapons, ammunition, battlefield first aid supplies, water, and food.
The building is heavily fortified with multiple layers of security.
The crucial fourth-floor staircase was specially equipped with 3KG of TNT, ready to be detonated at the last moment.
The combat mission they received was:
Hold out for 12 hours, try to eliminate as much of the enemy's manpower as possible, and do not allow the main forces of the Bai and Wei families to easily enter the South City.
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"Report: The second squadron has suffered 20% casualties, and the first floor has been lost."
"Report: The Third Squadron has suffered 25% casualties, and the first and second floor corridors have been lost."
"Report: The 4th Company has suffered 30% casualties. The enemy has deployed two heavy machine guns. Our snipers are suppressing them..."
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After summarizing the battle losses of all nine squadrons, Xiang Shanhe frowned.
The total number of personnel losses in the 10 companies, including their own, has exceeded 20%.
The street fighting has only been going on for a little over an hour, and it's already this brutal!
"All squadrons, retreat to the second floor or above. If you encounter heavy enemy firepower, do not charge in. Try to suppress the corridors with heavy machine guns."
"Before dawn, the sniper team must locate the enemy's heavy machine gun and eliminate it."
"Our mission remains unchanged: hold the line for 12 hours!"
He gave the latest order to Shanhe, and before he could finish speaking, an RPG rocket, trailing a red flame, slammed into the exterior wall of the fifth floor.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion rang out, followed by a flash of fire. Xiang Shanhe, who was on the fifth floor, was shaken, and communications were immediately cut off.
The enemy's second wave of attack has officially begun.
It seems that the enemy's attack over the past hour or so was just a probing move.
Xiang Shanhe believes that this second round of attacks will be more intense and more targeted.
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"Captain, the enemy has thrown smoke grenades. The situation in the first and second floor corridors is unclear. Should we suppress them with fire?"
The walkie-talkie crackled with a report from the second-floor defense team.
"No, this time we need to change our strategy and retreat our defensive line."
"Set up sandbags 20 meters from the second-floor stairwell exit, and harvest them when the enemy comes up."
"Defend the third-floor corridor with machine gun and grenade fire, and try to drive the enemy to the second floor..."
Xiang Shanhe pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of a way to lure the enemy into a trap and then trap them:
"Execute it. If this method works, the other squadrons should follow suit!"
"clear!"
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At the second stairwell of the building, after nearly 20 minutes of fighting, the defending side's firepower was gradually weakening.
After losing more than 20 men, the more than 100 Allied soldiers who were leading the attack finally broke through the fire defenses on the second floor.
After a burst of smoke grenades, the remaining people rushed out of the stairwell, shouting and charging towards the second floor with their guns in hand.
Several of the fastest soldiers had just emerged from the smoke, relieved that the enemy's fire had been silenced.
"Da da da..."
A series of muffled gunshots, like tearing cloth, shattered the brief silence on the battlefield.
"Get down! It's a heavy machine gun!"
Some people were the first to react, and in a panic, they threw themselves to the ground.
But it was too late.
With a rate of fire of up to 500 rounds per minute, the Maxim heavy machine gun swept across the battlefield like a terrifying scythe of death.
"Puff puff puff..."
"Ah! Ah! Ah..."
A series of muffled thuds as bullets pierced flesh, amidst a chorus of horrific and desperate screams, followed by a carnage.
Soldiers who had just rushed up to the second floor were hit by high-speed bullets and fell down in droves like harvested wheat.
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