Time passed minute by minute and second by second. Mu Yang kept looking at his watch, the time was getting closer to when the German army would attack the second line of defense, and Mu Yang's heart also rose up.

  "Chirp chirp chirp"

  Rumble rumble rumble

  The enemy finally launched an attack.

  Shells flew wildly, exploding debris filled the air, a cloud of smoke and dust rushed into the cramped space of the bunker, Mu Yang quickly put on his gas mask, first to prevent dust. Mu Yang's body was tightly pressed against the wall of the cave, afraid that the splashing shrapnel would hurt himself.

  The German army was truly crazy, the artillery bombardment lasted for 30 minutes before it finally stopped. In those thirty minutes, Muyang's heart was always in his throat, fortunately, he survived and dodged the first round of attack.

  A few minutes later, Muyang heard a sharp whistle and someone shouted in a hoarse voice, "The German army is coming."

  Mu Yang dug out the soil and shouted loudly at the outside: "All soldiers rush to the trenches, all survivors get into the trenches, prepare for battle."

  Claire was also covered in mud and ran to Muyang's side, saying "Commander Lian, we made it out alive. Your method worked."

  "Do you know how many people died?"

  "Still being counted, results will be out soon."

  Soon, Muyang learned from the information transmitted from various rows that in this bombardment, 14 people died in Muyang's company, four observers were killed, two unlucky devils were blown up by shrapnel, and most seriously, a bunker was directly bombed, burying all eight people inside.

  To sum up, the casualty numbers were already surprising to Mu Yang. After all, this was the German army's most intense artillery bombardment. The fact that the vast majority survived was a testament to the greatness of the anti-artillery cave.

  Mu Yang crouched behind the mound, and in the distance, there were already pieces of black shadows appearing, which was the German soldiers coming up, but the distance was still some far away, estimated to be at least 1500 meters.

  "Notify each squad, let the machine gunner set up the machine gun quickly. When the German army comes, we must give them a good beating." Mu Yang shouted to the communication soldier Forte.

  In such a battle, command has basically lost its effect, and what's left is only instinct. Mu Yang took out the sniper rifle from space, not bothering to aim, because the German army in front of him was overwhelming, as long as the bullets could reach, they would definitely hit someone.

  "Let you use cannonballs to blow me up, first collect the interest." Muyang pulled the bolt, aiming at the distant German soldiers.

  One thousand meters, eight hundred meters, six hundred meters. In front of the position, there were pre-set markers that allowed the defenders to clearly see the distance between the enemy and the position. Six hundred meters was enough. Muyang directly pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out of the barrel.

  In the distance, a guy wearing a German military uniform suddenly fell to the ground, but no one paid attention to him, and the Germans continued to advance mechanically with their guns at the ready.

  "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang." The bullets in the clip were all used up, and Mu Yang reloaded and continued to fire "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

  The German army was called out one by one, but they still marched forward with their heads held high. Mu Yang couldn't help but admire the soldiers of today. He didn't know what kind of conviction could support them to continue fighting like this.

  Four hundred meters away, Mu Yang was still firing his gun. Every shot he fired took the life of a German soldier. Life had become so cheap at this moment.

  Two hundred meters, already within the range of Lee-Enfield rifles, Mu Yang shouted: "Free fire, machine gunners start firing."

  The cruel battle has begun.

  Gunfire erupted, rows of German soldiers fell down, and then the soldiers behind them appeared, trampling over their own dead bodies to continue advancing.

  Mu Yang estimated that in this more than 100-meter defensive line, where only he was defending, there were about 2,000 German soldiers launching a charge. However, under the blockade of machine gun bullets, they all turned into cold corpses.

  Muyang retracted the sniper rifle, now single-shot rifles are no longer practical. Muyang took out a submachine gun that had been hidden in his own space and fired directly at the German army, regardless of whether he would be discovered or not.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat." A string of bullets flew out, and a large number of German soldiers in front of Mu Yang fell down at once.

  With a loud thud, the British soldier beside Mu Yang slumped to one side, his head covered in blood that splattered all over Mu Yang's face and hair. Mu Yang only had time to glance back at him before seeing that the soldier's head had been shot through and was beyond saving.

  Mu Yang didn't care about these at this time, changed a magazine and continued shooting.

  Everyone has a moment of madness, especially after seeing blood and death. At this moment, Mu Yang's state was somewhat mad, he couldn't care about the German bullets flying past his ears, nor could he care about the soldiers being shot in the head beside him. He just wanted to shoot, keep shooting, and bring down the enemy.

  It didn't know how long it took, anyway, Mu Yang kept shooting. The barrel was too hot and the bolt was already stuck. Mu Yang wouldn't change the barrel, directly putting it back into space, picking up the nearby Lee-Enfield rifle to continue shooting.

  At last, the dawn of victory appeared, and the German army showed signs of fleeing soldiers. One by one, they started to run back, and the German army collapsed.

  At this moment, Mu Yang was a bit numb, his shoulders were sore, his hands were stiff, and most importantly, his brain was in a state of confusion.

  He killed too many people, rows and rows of German soldiers fell before him.

  Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear, "Lian Chang, the German army may launch a second bombardment, shall we take cover?"

  It was Claire who ran over to ask for instructions.

  "Hurry up and get the soldiers into the artillery trenches, just leave a few observers behind." Mu Yang shouted loudly.

  The soldiers scurried back into their holes like rats again.

  Mu Yang returned to his own bunker, wanting to smoke a cigar, but the hand holding the lighter couldn't light it no matter how hard he tried, both hands kept trembling uncontrollably.

  "Long time no see, fire." Ford held out a lighter on the side, and Mu Yang quickly lit his cigar.

  He took two heavy drags, and then handed one to Ford. The cave was now filled with the smoke of two people.

  "Ford, have you hit any German troops?" Murong casually found a topic to ask Ford, he just wanted to distract himself.

  "Yes sir, I think it was two or three, I saw them fall down in front of me." Ford's face showed a mix of fear and excitement as he spoke.

  "Company Commander, I was just beside you earlier. You killed a lot of German soldiers! Your marksmanship is really impressive." Fort said with some envy.

  Is killing his true intention? He just wants to survive and complete his mission, nothing more.

  Muyang didn't say anything, silently smoking his cigarette.

  "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."

  The German artillery fire started again and the trenches turned into a muddy mess once more.

  Muyang pulled out the crooked submachine gun, fiddled with it for a long time, and finally replaced the barrel. Although the Japanese weapons were of poor quality, he could only make do with what he had.