"Watch out for cover!" Jason ran to the other side of the line among a group of black soldiers, hiding behind the barrier. "Damn! they're coming up again, stop them!"

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the raid that began at dawn was like a brutal tug-of-war. Many people have died in the Secret Society, but the first minefield and anti-infantry blade net in Defense Zone 1 have also been fully breached.

Jason already clearly remembered that this was the fourth time he had retreated, and if he retreated, he might be forced into the city. And the Secret Society's pressure on them has never stopped. They are like tireless madmen, constantly harassing the last line of defense of Jason and others.

Jason was strafing his position when he suddenly felt something catch him behind him.

Jason turned back to a private from the Marvo Army, who was lying on the ground, no longer leg. "Damn!" Jason hurriedly pulled him behind cover. "Thank you, sir......" Private said in a trembling voice.

"You'll be fine" Jason's bloodied hands trembled a little, "Medic, Medic!"

"Sir, I'm here!" Jason turned his head and a paramedic hurried over, followed by a string of bullets.

"Damn it!" the medic ran to Jason's side, cursing at the Secret Society's machine gun across the line.

"He's injured, hurry up and treat him!" Jason said, grabbing the medics.

"Okay, okay!" the medic quickly opened the first aid kit and gave emergency treatment to the private, who had not survived long from his injuries to his abdomen and legs, but still stubbornly bandaged him.

"Ah...... Yes...... Ah!!" The private shouted in pain and died.

"These goddamn bastards!" the medic saw the wounded die in front of his eyes, and he couldn't do anything about it, which was a great insult to a doctor!

Jason sat behind cover and watched the dead soldier in front of him. He looked around and saw more Stormtroopers die, many without arms or legs, lying helplessly in the trenches, some crying, some scolding, some searching for their mutilated limbs...... Jason clutched his LMG tightly.

"Sir, sir, what are we going to do?!" Private Mavo, who was not far from Jason, and several other black soldiers were approaching him.

"Sir, are you alright?"

"I'm fine"

"What are we going to do next?" Jason didn't know how many groups of Order troops had already begun to charge. He slowly stood up and shouted, "Gather all of us who can fight, and we will defend this place together!"

"It's sir!" a soldier quickly made contact with the soldiers of his own unit. "We're here to help you!" shouted a captain of the Marvo Army to Johansen in the distance. "That's great!" Jason was glad he had found another fighting company. "Captain, you follow them and deploy your men where the personnel are missing!" Jason said, gesturing to the supporting army.

"Okay, brothers, hold this place, and I'll treat you to a drink when the war is over!" Jason threw a few grenades and quickly switched magazines.

The Order's men made another massive charge.

"Ahh "Dispersal, machine gun bunkers opposite!" shouted one of the Secret Order soldiers. "Snipers!" shouted the Order's squad leader. With the sound of a gunshot, the machine guns of the Mavo army suddenly fell silent.

Jason quickly commanded the Marvo army to take cover in one place. "Damn, they have snipers. It's a pity that the snipers of our company have already lost their command!" Private Mavo shouted beside him.

As he spoke, the machine gun on the Mavo position roared again, only to be killed again by the Order's snipers from a distance.

"Oh terrible! He's suppressing our machine-gun fire from range. ”

Jason sighed, he picked up the walkie-talkie, "Lin Rui, I know that at this time, you must be in a mess there, but I have a situation here, and there is a sniper suppressing our machine gun fire." This situation cannot be sustained any longer. I need Yelena's support. ”

"No, I've gotten word that the Order is launching a massive raid, bigger than any previous one. So it's time for us to play our trump cards. Lin Rui said lightly, "Let your people pay attention to concealment, and I will immediately order artillery support." ”

"Artillery?" was something Jason hadn't expected.

"They all crouched down, each looking for hiding. Jason poked his head out slightly, only to realize that the members of the Order on the other side had advanced a distance with the sniper's crazy shooting, and now they were only sixty or seventy meters away from their position, and they could face the faces of the members of the Society.

At this moment, a strange scream sounded in everyone's ears, and the huge explosion that followed was even louder. This is an artillery bombardment, a real anti-personnel explosive shell filled with high explosives, and the caliber has reached 152 mm, which is a cannon in the true sense of the word.

This is the only artillery company in the Mawo Army, and Lin Ruixue has only really used it now.

The explosion of huge artillery shells was terrifying, and the waves of explosive gas and shrapnel that blew up the front of this position like hell on earth. Several members of the Order had half of their heads cut off by shrapnel in an instant, and they couldn't stop convulsing on the ground, red blood and white brains mixed with the red sand unique to Africa, and the bloody smell was disgusting.

The artillery of the Mavo Army has only one company, equipped with six 152-caliber guns, but its deterrent effect should not be underestimated. Especially the round just now, it was a rapid fire at all. This type of firing is different from a salvo. Rather, each gun fires at the fastest rate of fire, ensuring that as many shells as possible can be fired in a short period of time, and the rate of fire can even exceed the design rate of fire.

So this round of shelling completely stunned the people of the Secret Society. The other side has an unknown number of heavy artillery, and the power and firing density of the cannon can be regarded as a terror. After all, the Secret Order was charging with infantry units in a small position, and it was simply defenseless to suffer such an artillery blow.

So after a round of shelling, the members of the Order were almost crushed. The power of the artillery fire was amazing, and the position was not very open. The shells fell here, and they were simply missed. Each cannon took the lives of the Order's soldiers. Conan, who was in charge of commanding at the front, no longer dared to command the soldiers of the Order to force an attack. He couldn't afford such a loss, so Conan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Withdraw!"