C2708 The Foshan Mountain Pulse was in a bloody battle (2/2)
”What does Karl want to do? Why did he attack at five o'clock? Doesn't he know that night battles are taboo for soldiers? ”
”Where on earth did you get your confidence from, in my French territory, when we were fighting a night war? Are you relying on more cannons? ”
”Those bastards of the ISI should be hanged! From the beginning of the war to now, they have not provided any accurate information, and even now I still do not know how many soldiers there are on the other side! ”
”Do I have to guess to get this war? How am I supposed to fight? How am I supposed to fight like this!? ”
With a bang, McMahon smashed his fist on the table, ”How many heavy machine guns do we have? All of them onto the battlefield! Bring all the bullets and open fire for me! ”
The last secret weapon that McMahon could rely on was the heavy machine gun that France had researched all these years, Mithradates!
The army was divided into one hundred and twenty troops, which was the last trump card in McMahon's hands!
In the entire Franco-Prussian War, the night when the Prussian army suffered the most casualties finally began!
After wave after wave of bombardment, the sky was completely covered by darkness. At nine o'clock, the Prussian's cannons opened fire again, preparing for the fourth charge.
In front of the artillery position, a legion of more than ten thousand soldiers were crouching on the ground. This was the vanguard unit who was about to charge towards Salburg.
In the darkness, people could even see the trajectory of the artillery shell as it flew across the sky. The opposing French Army's position was brightly lit!
In the blobs of light, Prussian army could even see figures dancing up and down in the light!
”Prussian warriors! The time has come to wash away the shame of Jehovah! Long live Prussia! Long live the King! ”
”Soldiers!” In the past, Napoleon once trampled on Berlin, but now we are standing on France's land too! For the glory of the ancestral bloodline... Charge! ”
Kill! The Prussian army's shouts were everywhere on the battlefield. The Junkies and the soldiers stood together, brandishing their military blades and shouting various motivational slogans. Together with the soldiers, they started to charge.
Just the first tier sent out 10,000 people, followed by the second and third tier. A total of 30,000 people flocked over, launching a deadly attack on the French positions!
The French positions opposite of them fell into a short period of silence. There seemed to be some chaos in the darkness, but Prussian army, who had high morale, did not realize the danger that had come!
Seven hundred meters, six hundred meters, five hundred meters, four hundred meters … The charging soldiers were about 200 meters away from the base when suddenly, more than 30 outlets of fire erupted from the French position!
It was the mouth of a fire! In the eyes of the Prussian army, only thirty fire dragons in the darkness had begun to spew flames!
Thirty heavy machine guns began tilting their ammunition. The Mithradates heavy machine guns, a short-lived weapon in the history of weapons, shot out his most brief yet glorious scene.
The twenty-five guns were tied together. The firing distance was as high as 1200 meters, the firing rate was 120 rounds per minute and 30 shots were fired at the same time. The bullets shot out towards Prussian army was 3,600 rounds per minute!
This is what you call a rain of bullets! Furthermore, it was a storm, a powerful storm!
Prussian army's charge formation looked like it had been whipped by the god of death. A huge chunk of flesh was cut off at the front and the momentum of his charge was instantly suppressed!
Tuk, tuk, tuk … Tuk, tuk, tuk … The metal storm began its massacre, causing the Prussian army to suffer heavy losses.