Twelve Sky Dome drones maintained their flight altitude at around 7,500 meters in the sky, each carrying a "Father of All Bombs" bomb inside its belly. The massive bomb occupied most of the space inside the fuselage, and the timing and altimeter mounted on the bomb were recording a series of data."Get down, don't run around, are you trying to kill yourself?" A squad leader pulled his comrade back into the trench. The other man had just tried to cross the trench to retrieve ammunition, which the leader saw as tantamount to suicide. The enemy's dense artillery fire had already pinned them down, preventing them from getting up.The soldier didn't say anything, just sat in the trench to rest for a while, and then started running in the trench again. The squad leader set up his rifle and quickly killed several mutated beasts that tried to get close. An assault beast rushed in from the gap in the machine gun fire, and he quickly took it down with a few bursts of fire.The squad leader to

The mutated beast mothers saw that it was getting dark, but they did not launch another attack. Instead, they ordered the other mutated beast units to dig various bunkers. After bombarding the human trenches, they suddenly realized that trenches were indeed a good thing. Inside the trenches, the soldiers were too exhausted to think about anything else. All they wanted to do was get a good night's sleep. After a day of intense fighting, their mental and physical strength had reached their limits. To prevent the mutated beasts from launching a night attack, the two wheeled armored brigades that they had been holding onto tightly had been split into individual companies and reinforced at the front lines. "The ammunition consumption statistics for today have also come out. The three Eagle Eye Artillery Regiments have basically exhausted all their ammunition. They can't even gather ten shells for each cannon now. Xie Hui, can your supply transport be carried out at night?" Zhou Xuezh

Sitting in the command post, looking at the ammunition consumption data sent back by Xie Hui, Ryan realized that the consumption of ammunition in a large-scale war of attrition was terrifying. Ammunition was thrown by the ton. As for bullets? Ryan said that they were not calculated by the number of rounds, but by the number of tons."It seems that military production must be expanded. We must make sure that Lianshan City can hold on. We don't know what kind of supplies the other side will provide, but our supplies absolutely cannot be cut off. Tell Ma Yuchuan not to just think about sending bombing missions, but also to find a way to get supplies for us. If we don't have the money, we can issue IOUs." Ryan looked at the map, and at this moment, everyone's opinions were in complete agreement."Let's expand production capacity. We need to build an unmanned ground combat robot force to alleviate the problems in Lianshan City. Small-caliber machine guns and individual anti-aircraft weapon

"Stop firing! The barrel is red-hot! The barrel is red-hot! Pour water! Pour water quickly!" The artillery cadets of the Eagle Eye Artillery Regiment, seeing that the barrel had turned red-hot, dared not fire any more shells. They filled buckets with water and poured them onto the barrel. The puffs of hot steam made everyone very uncomfortable."Ah! My hand, my hand!" A trainee lost his balance and slipped, falling into the shell casing crater. He instinctively reached out to support himself, and his palms touched the hot shell casings that had just been fired, burning his hands."Come up!" His comrade saw him and immediately pulled him up. If he had plunged into the hole, he would have been roasted alive in no time. The medic took the medical kit and quickly treated the trainee's hands. As the disinfectant was poured on, the trainee jumped in pain. Everyone pressed him down and began to bandage his wounds."Hello? What? No, our artillery is overheated and can't be fired, or it will

Several soldiers squatted by the wall, watching the automatic weapons firing with great enthusiasm. The spent cartridges piled up on the ground in no time. Looking at the boxes and boxes of ammunition belts below, they felt like crying, but couldn't. The starting price for an automatic weapon ammunition belt was two hundred rounds. Two hundred rounds of 12.7mm bullets—just thinking about that weight would kill them.Just as they expected, the weapon station fired continuously for less than half an hour before indicating that the ammunition was exhausted and the barrel was overheating and needed to be replaced. This made the group shake their heads, open another weapon station, and fire to cover them. They then grabbed their ammunition belts and charged out with a roar.Two soldiers, carrying gun barrels, followed. Hearing the machine gun constantly spewing flames, they were extremely nervous. They quickly opened the empty ammunition belt, turned off the firing switch, put the ammun