Faced with the heavy armor warrior, White Mask charged out of the defensive position and killed his opponent at the front of the formation. Then he retrieved the heavy armor he was wearing.
This was because P5092 said he wanted to study the structure and load-bearing capacity of the heavy armor, and Ren Xiaosu easily helped him do it.
After the sneak attack by the expeditionary army's heavy armor, the entire defensive line became even more cautious.
Actually, the probing at the beginning of the war was a process of constant trial and error before correcting each other. It was not only the 6th Brigade who wanted to figure out what other trump cards the expeditionary army had, but the expeditionary army was also doing the same.
Ever since the heavy armor warrior was killed by White Mask, the same heavy armor warrior did not appear again in the battle that day.
Everyone understood it was not that the expeditionary army only had one heavy armor warrior, but that the other party did not think it was time to send these warriors into the battlefield in large numbers yet.
When these trump cards appeared on the battlefield again, it would probably be the time for both sides to fight to the death.
White Mask retrieved the heavy armor. Ren Xiaosu found it heavy even when he carried it in his hand. "If they can move so quickly even with this thing on, it looks like the experts among the barbarians are also quite fierce. If there are hundreds or even thousands of such warriors, won't the defensive position be very dangerous?"
P5092 glanced at the heavy armor and said, "Even if there's an organized group of heavy armor warriors, they'll still have to sacrifice their lives in exchange for this position. I've taken a look at the ammunition brought by the 6th Brigade, and there's something that surprises me. Don't worry, when those heavy armor warriors appear again, I'll give them a surprise."
If the defensive position could be broken through so easily, P5092 would not have chosen to continue defending the position after learning the Pyro Company had been defeated. He had said that if the expeditionary army wanted this place, they would have to sacrifice their lives in exchange for it. He meant what he said.
After the battle lasted for four hours, the first batch of defensive soldiers started changing positions. Since it was going to be a protracted battle, P5092 had to consider the stamina and energy of the soldiers.
If the soldiers got tired in a continuous high-intensity battle, their reaction speed would decrease, their shooting accuracy would decrease, their vision would gradually blur, and so on.
Therefore, P5092 had already come up with a new defensive plan to ensure the soldiers at the defensive position were always full of energy.
The first thing the troops did when they retreated from the defensive position was drink water.
They were shouting and fighting on the battlefield. They didn't have much chance to drink water. Some of their throats were hoarse from shouting. Amidst the intense gunfire, they could only shout loudly for their comrades to hear what they were saying.
In the current battle, the soldiers did not bring any communication devices because they did not have a place to charge them. A battle would last for more than ten days or even a month. Communication devices were no longer omnipotent.
Therefore, they could only return to the most primitive method: roaring.
Among the retreating troops, some of the veterans were tired, but they still patted the shoulders of the new recruits. A veteran laughed in a hoarse voice and said, "You've been on the battlefield and killed people. From today onwards, you can also be considered a veteran."
Some of the recruits were still in a state of panic. Killing for the first time would always bring some impact to the human mind. This kind of impact was definitely not something that could be dispelled by shouting slogans.
However, before they could completely immerse themselves in fear and panic, the veterans forcefully dragged them into the canteen to drink water and eat.
Then, the veteran brought them back to their respective barracks, checked their firearms, and did some simple physical training to prevent their muscles from tightening. Only then did they sleep.
At this time, after a series of busywork, the initial fear of the new recruits had gradually begun to dissipate.
This was the difference between the veterans and the new recruits, and also the importance of the veterans guiding the new recruits. The veterans would use their actions to tell the new recruits what they should do and how to dispel their fear.
When it was time to sleep, a new recruit lay in his sleeping bag. As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could hear was the sound of gunfire coming from the defensive position. Therefore, he suddenly realized that it was nonsense to quickly replenish his sleep and energy. How could he sleep in a place like this?
A veteran next to him saw him twisting and turning in his sleeping bag, so he laughed and scolded him as he crawled out of his sleeping bag and kicked him. "Yang Qingzhou, why aren't you sleeping?"
Yang Qingzhou said weakly, "Squad Leader, I can't sleep. The gunfire is too loud …"
In the end, the squad leader thought about it and directly pulled out some cotton from the hole in his military jacket and handed it to him. "Here, plug your ears to sleep. Although it can't completely block out the sound, it will be much better. The other recruits who can't sleep are like him. If you can't sleep, plug your ears. "
A new recruit asked, "What if that thing can't hear the command to assemble?"
"Hehe, I'll kick you all awake one by one. Hurry up and sleep!" After the squad leader finished speaking, he crawled into his sleeping bag and began to sleep. Within two minutes, he was snoring.
When the new recruits who had just returned from the battlefield heard this snoring, they suddenly felt a lot more at ease. They plugged their ears one by one and soon fell asleep out of exhaustion.
Only then did the squad leader crawl out of his sleeping bag and check the status of the soldiers one by one. After confirming that the soldiers were all asleep, he sighed and sat at the entrance of the tent.
The squad leader lit a cigarette for himself. A few veterans also crawled out of the tent next to him. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. They instantly understood each other's situation.
The squad leader smiled and said, "When I saw them, I suddenly remembered the time when I was a recruit. At that time, the commander had just returned and was carrying out an internal purge. My unit was stationed at the border of the Soong Clan to prevent their troops from coming over to cause trouble. In the end, on the day we arrived at the border, we fought and many people died. At that time, I was very panicked. In the end, my squad leader kicked my butt and almost made me fall flat on my face. I immediately stopped panicking … "
Actually, this soldier had not been a veteran for a long time.
However, the inheritance in the army was actually passed down by people like the squad leader. The higher-ups were in charge of strategy, and they were responsible for telling the new recruits what war was.
A veteran next to him spat out a mouthful of gray smoke. "I've been constipated for the past two days. Yesterday, I squatted for a long time and couldn't poop. A soldier in my platoon asked me why I went to the toilet for so long. Haha, I didn't even know how to answer him. I told him that you would understand immediately, but today, he told me that he was also constipated."
This was actually a very vulgar thing to say, and the content of the conversation was also very vulgar. However, only those who had been on the battlefield would understand that in a highly tense environment, it was normal to have either urinary incontinence or constipation.
War was not about machines picking up guns to kill the enemy to win. Instead, it was about people with flesh and blood building a new great wall of flesh and blood for others.
The defensive position would soon stink because the mountain spring here was not enough for everyone to bathe. Sometimes, the water supply might be a little tight.
Moreover, everyone could not go outside the defensive position to poop and then run back. If they really did that, they might not be able to run back. Even if they did, they might have an axe stuck in their back.
Therefore, the only way to deal with the excrement was to dig a toilet and bury it on the spot.
Therefore, this place was not as clean and tidy as imagined. The soldiers were not as bright and beautiful as the legendary heroes. Instead, as time passed, they would become more and more unkempt.
However, all this did not prevent them from clearly understanding why they were standing here.
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