Chapter 1308: Chapter 634: Let Your Nonsense Fly with Your Cover
They are no longer hiding! The walkie-talkies are filled with furious yells, curses, and calls to arms in various dialects.
The gunfire is no longer sporadic probing but erupts fiercely, filling every corner of the city, especially the industrial district, slum fortress, and transportation hubs controlled by Villarquez’s former troops, turning dense and frenzied!
“For Medellin! For freedom! Kill!” The fanatical shouts accompanied by the rattling sound of AK-47s echoed.
“Take out those camouflage bastards! And Carlos’ lackeys!”
“Rocket launcher! Aim at that armored vehicle for me!”
The city instantly plunged into a chaotic melee.
Carlos listened to the deafening sound of gunfire and cannon shots on the communication channel mixed with the most vicious curses against him, his face ashen.
He collapsed in his chair, muttering: “It’s over… all over… these madmen… they want to drag everyone down with them…”
Outside the city, at a temporary artillery position.
Frederick von Paulus stood beside the command vehicle, listening expressionlessly to the chaotic battle reports from the front.
“Chief of Staff!” An artillery commander ran over, holding the latest coordinate map, speaking rapidly, “Multiple areas in the city have erupted in fierce resistance, firepoints concentrated, the infantry push is obstructed, casualties increasing!
Especially the western industrial district entrenched by ‘Black Panther’ Estrada, and several transportation hubs in the Northern area, relying on solid buildings and preset fortifications, the resistance is very tenacious! Frontline requests fire support! Coordinates confirmed!”
Frederick von Paulus glanced over the map at the resistance zones marked in deep red.
He had long anticipated that Carlos’ naive broadcast would only escalate the conflict, which is the kind of chaos he needed—a justification for a thorough cleanup!!!!
Those still not surrendering were basically stubborn elements.
“Orders.” Frederick von Paulus’ voice was calm as if discussing the weather, “All artillery units, saturation bombardment per front-provided coordinates. Air Force fighter bombers loaded with high-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs, precise strike on key fortress targets. Wipe out those rat holes along with the rats inside.”
“Yes!” The commander stood to attention and saluted, quickly turning to relay the orders.
Let your nonsense fly away with your shelter.
Seconds later, the earth began to tremble.
*Boom—Boom!!*
The deployed 155mm howitzers outside the city let out a deafening roar!
Shells tore through the air, carrying deathly screams, pounding like a steel storm onto the resistance zones marked out in Medellin.
Then, the roar of jet fighters came from the sky.
B-24 bomber fighters swooped down, dropping high-explosive bombs and napalm bombs with precision onto buildings believed to be the most stubborn fortresses—drug factories, solid warehouses, buildings serving as command posts…
*Boom Boom Boom——!!!*
Even greater explosions erupted within the city!
Flames soared into the sky! Where 155 shells landed, entire blocks were leveled in an instant! Bricks, concrete, furniture, bodies…
Everything was torn apart and tossed by the violent shockwaves! The high-explosive bombs directly blew sturdy buildings into huge fireballs and debris piles, while incendiary bombs rained hellfire, sticky flames clinging to everything combustible, transforming streets into a burning purgatory!
“Ah—! My leg! Help!”
“Mom! Mom! Where are you?!”
“The house collapsed! Run! Quick… Boom!”
“Fire! Fire everywhere! Help! I’m burning alive!”
The gunfire in the city was suddenly drowned by the even more terrifying explosions and countless eerie, inhuman screeches. Smoke, dust, thick haze, and flames shrouded the sky. Beneath the shattered remnants, incomplete corpses and agonized, wailing injured lay everywhere.
In a slum area affected by incendiary bombs, the spreading blaze rapidly moved, the desperate cries piercing the heart.
A location marked as a “suspected arsenal” was directly hit by heavy air bombs, the blast affecting an adjacent makeshift hospital, shattered toys, and charred bodies scattered at the edge of the ruins…
Debris everywhere, scorched earth, the air thick with gunpowder, the smell of blood and charred flesh, a scene of utter hell on earth.
“Advance! Advance! Advance!!”
Frederick von Paulus gave the order, “Capture Medellin so I can celebrate the Day of the Dead in Medellin!”
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