Countless shells rose into the air on the battlefield, then flew over the enemy's positions at extreme speeds before crashing heavily to the ground.
Smoke filled the air, dust billowed, countless ruins, countless corpses, countless drops of blood, and countless cries intertwined to create a terrifying scene!
This terrified Wu Liguang.
His face was as pale as paper, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his body was stiff as if he had just crawled out of a pool of water.
His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately Li Guoxing caught him in time.
Li Guoxing asked cautiously, "Committee Member Wu... what should we do now?"
Wu Liguang trembled as he pulled out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette with shaking hands, took two deep drags, and forced himself to calm down.
“Committee Member Wu…” Li Guoxing called out cautiously again.
Wu Liguang glared at the distant, smoke-covered positions through gritted teeth and said hatefully, "It's alright. We've prepared trench warfare in advance. The National League Army's ammunition reserves are definitely insufficient. As long as we can hold out for this period, the National League Army will run out of ammunition and food, and what awaits them is annihilation!"
Upon hearing this, Li Guoxing breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought that Committee Member Wu was terrified.
However, upon hearing that the National League Army would run out of ammunition and food, he suddenly felt that Committee Member Wu was truly foolish.
Is the NLD army really short of ammunition?
The artillery fire continued.
However, compared to the previous intense offensive, the current artillery bombardment is more frequent, more regular, and more accurate. Every five minutes, a fierce barrage of artillery fire is unleashed, as if giving the enemy no chance to breathe, and wanting them to be forever engulfed in it until death.
"Da da da da da da da..."
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom—!!!"
"Ah!! Help!!!"
"Ah!! I surrender!!!"
"Ah!! Stop bombarding me!!!"
"I'm sorry! I know I was wrong!!!"
"Stop bombing! Don't bomb our own people!!!"
Please!!! Don't kick us out!!!
"ah--!!!"
The entire position was now in complete chaos, filled with cries for help, screams, and gunshots. All sorts of noises blended together to form the most beautiful melody.
Telegrams demanding evacuation were sent to the front-line command of the Southern National Liberation Front, but no response was ever received.
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