Chapter 220： Home letter

There are still craters in the ruins, scattered in this small village. A few hours ago, this place was just taken by the offensive troops of Ailan Hill.

There are still tanks and armoured vehicles parked behind the village. The grenadiers in front of the village have already laid out their lines of defense.

A young soldier was laying a piece of letter paper on a scraped table and writing seriously. His expression is focused, but his handwriting is not so beautiful.

Dear Linna:

Everything is fine for me here. In fact, apart from facing death all the time, life here is actually pretty decent.

I really miss you so much, miss our children, I love you and love them. I am fighting desperately here to make you survive happily in the rear.

I have mailed back my salary for this month. You should have received it by the time I received this letter.

I have seen your letter and I am really happy to hear that my family is getting better and better now. Do you know, knowing that you are eating well and dressing warmly now, I feel that everything I do now is meaningful.

Because we were attacking forward, the supplies and transportation were not timely. In addition to getting the ammunition on time, everything had to be done at night.

If we don't attack, there will be beef from the rear, and the taste will be much better. But yesterday the army only replenished a box of canned fish, which is the best supply we have received in recent days.

Before, we were all eating potatoes and dried vegetables...but don't get me wrong, the food in the army is still relatively rich, but during the battle, the good things that are usually eaten are out of luck.

We had a rare and hearty lunch on the ground yesterday. The canned fish was a bit fishy, ​​but it was much better than dried vegetables.

I heard that Gricken is still making great efforts to import these canned fish. I really don’t understand this behavior. Are they not the most powerful magic empire in the world? Why do you want to eat something that is not too fresh?

It made me very happy to see your letter saying that fresh fish can already be eaten in my hometown. After I go back, I can set up a wooden stand in our yard so that it will be more convenient for you to dry your clothes.

Do you know where my inspiration comes from? Because I saw some tank soldiers hang their washed clothes on the tank barrels.

Mark was injured in a battle outside the mountain city seven days ago. His arm was hit by a bullet. I carried him on his back to the field hospital, where he was sawn off the remaining part of the arm.

To be sure, he will not be able to write a letter home for a long time in the future. So when you see Aihir, comfort her. This is what Mark asked me to do. I can't forget it.

Because of my bravery in rescuing my comrades in the outskirts of the mountain city and fighting tenaciously, I got a bronze eagle medal. I can show it to you next time. It's very exquisite, and it's majestic to wear on the chest.

Okay, let’s get back to business, I’ve had a pretty good time here. It would be better if I could sleep in a tent during the rest of the night.

I know you think of me, because I also think of you all the time. Although we cannot stay together, we all know that love flows between us.

In order that we can always be together in the future, for the good life to continue, I must hide my thoughts deeply and fight bravely for the emperor.

When I go back, Linna, when I go back...

"The puppets are fighting back! Ready to fight!" At the other end of the ruins, a soldier loudly reminded his comrades.

Huck randomly stuffed the half-written letter back into his glove bag, and picked up the stg-44 assault rifle beside him.

Through the camera door on the weapon, he saw the puppets crowding up, they were carrying bright bayonets, and several puppet tanks followed behind him.

"Wow." Hakla moved the bolt and was ready for battle. Next to him, a soldier with a Mauser 98k rifle was also nervously looking at the enemy on the opposite side.

As the puppets were gradually approaching, there was a "huh!" and the cannonballs roared over Huck's head. The sound of the huge wind frightened everyone to shrink their necks, and then in the ocean of puppets, Soared up a huge wave.

Countless puppets were lifted off by this 155mm howitzer shell, and Ailan Hill's shelling once again uttered his own roar when the enemy was outraging.

It's just that the puppet troops on the opposite side didn't mean to retreat at all. They continued to move forward and passed the wreckage of their own people that had been smashed by the shells.

The machine gun position began to play in the next second, and a dense tracer shot into the crowd of puppet soldiers. A puppet tank was directly hit by a howitzer, and it exploded and turned into a beating flame in the crowd.

Through the sight of his stg-44 assault rifle, Huck aimed at a puppet who was holding the rifle and firing in the other direction, then he pulled the trigger and shot the bullet on the poor puppet.

The puppet fell down swayingly, and was trampled to pieces by the puppet behind him. At this time, a broken brick beside Huck was hit by an attacking bullet, and a piece of debris was splashed.

The gray-headed Huck hurriedly retracted his head. This is a battlefield where bullets fly. It is not clear when someone will shoot you.

Soon mortars joined the battle, and as the soldiers of the Puppet Empire approached, more weapons opened fire, and more puppets fell on the way forward.

A puppet whose waist was shattered by a bullet crawled **** the ground, and then a puppet tank rushing over from behind him ran over his body in this way. The huge iron-clad wheels crushed the head of the puppet, leaving only a section of his arm exposed.

While the Ailan Hill artillery continued to bombard the puppet troops, a 130 mm caliber shell landed on the Ailan Hill soldier's position. The shell splashed a piece of rubble, which made all the Ailan Hill soldiers nervous.

The enemy’s shelling also began. Although most of the puppet empire’s artillery is 130mm in caliber, the victory is that the enemy’s shelling is also very fierce, and sometimes it can be too heavy for people to lift their heads.

"Boom!" An artillery shell landed several tens of meters in front of the bunker where Huck was located. The huge explosion left a crater there and exudes heat.

Immediately afterwards, a cannonball exploded near Huck’s location. The huge explosion made Huck’s ears suddenly lose their hearing. He only felt that a bee had gotten into his ears, except for the buzzing. He could not hear the buzz.

The rubble and dirt raised by the shell explosion covered his body, and the falling gravel clinked on his m42 helmet, but he could not hear anything. He just felt that the sky was spinning, and his body was not at his disposal. Up.

I'm done...this is the thought in his mind at this moment. He doesn't know what he looked like when he was blown up. Maybe he lost a leg, maybe his lower body was gone.

Anyway, he has been on the battlefield for such a long time, he has seen all kinds of corpses, some without a head, some without legs... Of course, or there is nothing missing on his body, but there is a hole in his forehead. ...

Linna, I may not be able to go back to see you and the children... Damn... He shook his head, struggling to get out of the floating soil. He couldn't hear the sound in his ears, he could only see the puppet soldiers approaching in the distance from the vague eyes.

Where's the gun? He fumbled around and found his rifle. He pulled it hard and pulled the rifle to his side.

The left hand is still... it's a lucky thing. Looking at one of his hands, Huck said to himself fortunately, and then he tried to move his other hand, and found that the other hand could also move.

It seemed that even if it was an injury, it was a matter of the lower body... Huck tried to hide from him, was lifted up by the artillery shell, and rolled out of the crater that had just exploded not far from him.

This is a natural shelter and a very effective way to avoid shelling: the chance of a shell falling in the same crater is very small.

Taking a closer look at his body, Huck found that he was miraculously uninjured. Apart from the constant ringing of his ears, he finally had no "parts" missing.

The deaf was at least much better than dead. Huck picked up the stg-44 rifle and was about to continue fighting. The moment he was about to stick his head out, he saw the body of his comrade lying on the other side.

Just now, he saw this guy holding a Mauser 98k rifle and firing at the opposite side. At this moment, the life that was alive in the first few seconds was lying there cold and broken, nothing to do with mud and rubble. Different.

Shaking his head, Huck once again aimed his gun at the puppets in the distance. He pulled the trigger and poured his depressed mood and the bullets in the magazine to the lifeless bastards.

"Ah! Go to hell!" He roared loudly, accompanied by the fire from the muzzle, accompanied by the uniform and fine gunshots: "Sudden! Sudden!"

Behind him in the distance, another cannonball fell and exploded, setting off pieces of sand and rubble, and rising black smoke.

By his side, the m4 tank track rolled up the floating soil, ran over the ruined walls, and pointed his long 90mm caliber tank gun at the enemy not far away.

In the next second, a puff of smoke erupted from the muzzle of the tank, and Huck finally heard the sound of a cannon. His hearing gradually recovered, while a puppet tank in the distance could not recover anymore. .

Outside of Dokam, such fierce battles are constantly going on, and it seems that there is no end at all...