Chapter 156: [Bloody Battle at Hacksaw Ridge] God won't save you, but Doss will

Meng Hao's bet, the NPCs naturally didn't know.

It was just that after the other comrades in the squad returned and saw Doss assigned to their squad, they couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl,

In the same squad as this guy.

It's over.

But there was no way, and after fighting for a day, everyone was in no mood to care about Doss.

They threw their things on the ground and immediately lay down in their beds to sleep, and snoring soon rang out in the tent.

Meng Hao wasn't in a hurry to sleep, but still lay on the bed, preparing to close his eyes and skip the plot at any time.

And Doss in the room saw the messy tent, so he bent down to pick up the items thrown around one by one, trying his best to put them neatly by their bedside.

Seeing this scene.

Not only Meng Hao, but the Blue Star netizens in the stream room also sighed.

This kind of good-natured personality is fine in life.

But on the battlefield, it has no effect other than being bullied by other soldiers because he dares not fight.

Meng Hao closed his eyes, and the perspective was briefly dark.

Then the option to skip the plot popped up.

Opened his eyes again.

The sky was already bright, and the sound of people walking and cooking came from outside.

Meng Hao moved, walked out of the tent.

The humid sea breeze carried the smell of gunpowder and blood, filling the camp in the early morning.

Meng Hao walked to a safe zone, looking at "Hacksaw Ridge" in the distance, which was a steep cliff, of course... calling it a cliff wasn't quite appropriate.

A precipice was more appropriate.

(The place where Hacksaw Ridge was contested)

Because of the steep terrain.

Soldiers could only climb up, so some heavy weapons couldn't be carried at all, and to occupy this place, they could only pile up human lives.

Artillery shells poured toward there every day for the past few days, but the underground fortifications were dug by the Japanese side above the cliff.

The artillery shells hitting the ground had limited effect on the underground fortifications.

They couldn't cause much casualties at all.

So every time the American Federation troops climbed up the cliff, they were met by Japanese soldiers crawling out of the underground fortifications.

Looking down from a height, relying on the fortifications.

Shooting at the American Federation soldiers climbing up was simply too easy.

The opposite was the difficulty of the American Federation side.

It was simply hell-level.

This was also why they hadn't taken it down after fighting for so many days.

Meng Hao looked at the steep cliff and the climbing net, and said to the stream room:

"Really, in this situation."

"It's better to use weapons of mass destruction."

"Directly flatten this cliff."

"Otherwise, fighting like this, the casualties are too big."

"Thinking about it is desperate."

"How can this be fought."

Planes and artillery bombing didn't work, and if they wanted to occupy it, they could only fight by climbing the net.

But the most poisonous thing about the Japanese side was that they didn't care about the climbing net, because they knew they couldn't beat the Americans, so the fighting here completely turned into a battle of consuming the lives of American soldiers.

Every time the soldiers climbed up the net, they would be met by the Japanese machine gun fire and suicide attacks.

They couldn't push up at all.

The American Federation soldiers weren't supermen either, and they really had no way to deal with the Japanese suicide attacks.

A group of lunatics shouting "Banzai" and rushing over with bombs tied to them, anyone who encountered it would be numb, and it was impossible for the guns in their hands to dry out that group of lunatics in an instant.

Standing from the perspective of "Earth's" current technology and tactical angle.

Meng Hao discussed with the Blue Star friends in the stream room for a while, and there was really no way... except for filling it with lives, they couldn't fight it at all.

Bombing?

Just the few days from Meng Hao's start to here, using the photonic supercomputer to calculate the number of artillery shells in the recording, it was calculated that the American Federation had poured no less than 600 tons of artillery shells toward that cliff.

This was still the few days Meng Hao was in this plot, what about when he wasn't there?

That cliff had been bombed by the American Federation with no less than 1000 tons of artillery shells, and it had no effect.

It really needed "weapons of mass destruction."

Otherwise, this was a bottomless pit filled with lives.

Meng Hao studied for a while and found nothing, so he could only go back to eat.

And just after eating.

The order to assemble came again, preparing to attack again.

With the arrival of personnel.

The American Federation warships on the distant sea began to bombard Hacksaw Ridge, and Meng Hao also took a deep breath, following the team, rushing toward that cliff.

As for why it was the rear... after all, he had just placed a bet yesterday.

If he was in the front, it was a certain death ending; the Japanese devils on the cliff wouldn't care about you.

Almost everyone in the front couldn't live.

The friends in the stream room, although most of them bet that he would die in this battle, and even Meng Hao himself was the same.

But there were quite a few who bet that he wouldn't die.

Those friends who bet that he wouldn't die naturally wouldn't let him be in the front, as long as he went up from the rear of the team, even if he died in battle, he would admit it.

As the distance got closer and closer, the first wave of American Federation soldiers had already climbed halfway.

The devils above arrived as scheduled, braving the naval artillery fire to face the American Federation soldiers climbing up.

Rat-tat-tat-tat, the American Federation soldiers below also began to counterattack, and the devils above the cliff fell one after another, but couldn't stop the American Federation soldiers climbing up.

Meng Hao followed the rear of the team, climbing with trepidation.

Soldiers had already climbed to the top of the cliff.

"Banzai!!!"

"Fire in the hole!"

Boom—!

The beastly roars on the top of the cliff and the loud shouts of the American Federation soldiers intertwined, followed by continuous explosions.

Meng Hao accelerated and rushed to the cliff. 【156-

Just as he climbed up, he saw Japanese soldiers not far away, holding rifles and shouting "Banzai" while charging over, with bombs strapped to their bodies.

Looking at their youthful appearance, they might not even be adults yet.

This is also the part that the Blue Star players find terrifying.

Because the Japanese are not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to their own people; during this period, they have already driven many civilians forward to block bullets.

You have to know that it's not like there were no civilians helping the army resist the enemy over in Europe.

But those were all spontaneous.

And these are being driven by Japanese soldiers at gunpoint to charge toward the American Federation, used as consumables for suicide attacks.

Meng Hao pulled the trigger of the firearm in his hand.

Bang!

Although it didn't hit the center of the forehead, it hit the leg.

He saw that Japanese soldier kneel and roll on the ground, instantly disappearing into the crowd of corpses.

Even if he wanted to fire a follow-up shot, there was no way.

There were too many corpses on the ground; after just one scan, he could no longer find the previous position or figure, and Meng Hao didn't linger, instead following the main force to begin the attack.

It's just that compared to the previous attack.

This time, a plan had been discussed before the attack, adopting a progressive style of assault.

Every time a piece was taken, they would quickly construct a defensive position.

This could maximize the survival of the climbing soldiers, and with a steady stream of soldiers, they would inevitably be able to conquer this tough nut to crack.

Meng Hao quickly rushed to the front, following the vanguard soldiers who had climbed up, and together they constructed a defensive position.

Relying on the position for defense.

With a steady stream of soldiers joining in, another defensive point was soon constructed, and Meng Hao was just preparing to head to another defensive point ahead.

Suddenly.

Meng Hao's gaze swept over something, he turned his head abruptly, and in an instant, his pupils constricted:

"Damn!!!"

He saw that the Japanese soldier he had shot at the very beginning had crawled over from somewhere, and seeing Meng Hao look over.

That Japanese soldier, his face covered in blood and mud, revealed a ferocious smile and threw the lit bomb in his hand toward Meng Hao.

And Meng Hao only had time to let out an exclamation.

Boom—!!!

The explosion's flames swept over, Meng Hao's vision went black, he felt as if he had been hit by a truck, his internal organs felt like they had shifted, and his whole body was thrown away.

In his ears, only a sharp ringing remained...:

The screen plunged into darkness.

The Blue Star netizens in the stream room and Meng Hao, whose perspective had plunged into darkness, were also helpless.

Who the hell could have thought of this?

Damn!

Regarding this way of dying, those friends who bet that he would survive didn't say anything, after all, this couldn't have been calculated.

It's just that a few seconds later, everyone discovered something was wrong.

The perspective was black.

But it hadn't returned to the main interface.

Not dead?!

Meng Hao also widened his eyes, what the hell?

Are you messing with me?

How the hell can you not die from this?

Do you think I haven't eaten a bomb before?!

However.

He really didn't die.

As time passed.

A moment later.

Meng Hao discovered that he could already control his body, slowly opened his eyes, climbed up with difficulty, and looked around at the surrounding environment.

At this time, the sky had already turned dark.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, the sounds of artillery fire rang out sporadically, and there were no American Federation soldiers left on the position.

It looked like they had been beaten back again.

It's just that search sounds came from the distance, and Meng Hao's mouth twitched.

No need to think, it must be those Japanese devils.

It would have been better to just be blown to death, thinking that he might be finished off in a while, Meng Hao felt a toothache.

When he tried to move his body, he only then felt a sharp pain coming from his lower limbs.

Looking down.

His ankle was swollen beyond recognition, twisted into a distorted shape.

It was sprained.

He couldn't walk anymore.

Meng Hao lay on the ground, reaching toward a nearby spot, grabbed a firearm, checked it, and there were still bullets that could let him struggle a bit.

He had to take at least two little devils with him.

Thinking of this.

Meng Hao chambered a round in the submachine gun in his hand, crawled to find a corpse, leaned against it to facilitate shooting, and then narrowed his eyes, waiting for the Japanese devils to come over.

However.

Before the Japanese devils could search to this spot.

Meng Hao suddenly heard movement from behind him.

Still alive?

Meng Hao used the cover of the night to turn his head slightly, after all, this was on the battlefield, no one dared to bet on whether that movement was an American Federation soldier or a Japanese devil.

Meng Hao turned his head and opened his eyes slightly.

He saw a figure wearing a steel helmet, rummaging through corpses everywhere.

Steel helmet?

That was clearly an American Federation soldier.

It's just... who is so brave?

Running up to the cliff to clean up the battlefield?

Normally, after a fierce battle, everyone goes home, they clean up the battlefield under the cliff, but now someone actually ran up here.

Money over life?

As the figure approached, that thin body, plus the mouth constantly muttering something like "Oh God,".

Meng Hao and the Blue Star friends in the stream room also realized, isn't this Doss?

Meng Hao looked at the approaching Doss, his muttering appearance was a bit worrying, but after all, he was one of his own, so he spoke in a low voice:

"Doss?"

Hearing the movement, Doss looked up and saw Meng Hao, who was still alive, his face showing joy:

"Thank God, you're still alive."

Then he quickly ran over, looked at Meng Hao lying on the ground, and also discovered Meng Hao's horribly swollen ankle; his thin body tried repeatedly to carry Meng Hao on his back but failed.

Seeing this, Meng Hao couldn't help but ask:

"Doss, what are you doing?"

It's no wonder Meng Hao was confused, he really couldn't understand what Doss was doing.

The Blue Star friends in the stream room were the same.

And when Doss heard his voice, he didn't even have time to look up and reply, just saying one thing:

"Don't worry, I will take you down."

After trying several times and failing, Doss looked at the belt of a nearby soldier's corpse, prayed with his eyes closed for that American Federation soldier's corpse.

Then he unbuckled that soldier's belt, passed it under Meng Hao's armpits, and then tried to drag him.

After discovering he could move, he picked up a firearm that had broken into two pieces, placed it at Meng Hao's ankle, fixed it with torn cloth strips, and then dragged Meng Hao toward the cliff.

And the movement of dragging him also attracted the attention of several Japanese soldiers cleaning up the battlefield in the distance.

Muttering something in a foreign language, they raised their guns and fired toward this side, the sound of gunfire echoing on the cliff.

Bullets grazed past Meng Hao and Doss.

Not a single one hit.

And Doss's mouth never stopped muttering things like "God," "God."

Meng Hao widened his eyes:

"No way?"

God's protection?

Does it really work?

Of course, he was just thinking that.

Because the devils had already chased over, just now it might have been because of the distance, but once they ran close... then you're dead if you're dead.

And bullets grazing the scalp were also quite scary.

But since Doss was trying so hard, Meng Hao couldn't be a coward either.

Thinking of this.

Meng Hao also raised the firearm in his hand and swept it toward the figures of the devils.

Bang! Bang!

Rat-tat-tat-tat—a fierce exchange of fire broke out on the cliff, Doss dragged Meng Hao while walking on his knees.

His ankle was knocked, causing cold sweat to pour down, but in the current situation, Meng Hao didn't have time to worry about the pain, gritting his teeth and exchanging fire with the distant Japanese devil figures.

At this moment.

His thigh was suddenly poked by something.

By some stroke of luck, the word "grenade" suddenly flashed through Meng Hao's mind.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

He really did grab a round grenade.

Without the slightest hesitation.

After pulling the pin, Meng Hao threw it toward the distance with all his might, then continued to fire his gun.

Boom—!

The grenade explosion took away one of the charging devils.

And the two devils behind also fell with the gunfire, and the only remaining devil was tackled by a figure that climbed up from the ground, followed by curses and gunfire.

There were still living Allied soldiers here.

They must have been woken up by the explosion.

Only then did Meng Hao come back to his senses, his pounding heart calmed down a bit, and at the same time, he was still a bit confused, subconsciously saying to the stream room:

"What the hell?"

"What's the situation?"

"This is the first time someone has risked their life for me, and it's also the first time I've risked my life for someone else, and the object of this life-risking is an NPC?"

The danmu in the stream room was already confused, with question marks filling the screen.

【???】

【???】

【What the hell, are we going to lose?】

【How the hell can he survive this?】

【Holy crap, a fix! Definitely a fix!】

【No, this is too ridiculous, right?!】

【A living player on the battlefield? This is my first time seeing it!】

Indeed.

Just as the Blue Star netizens in the stream room said.

In "World War II: Rise of the Empire," this is the first time many people have seen someone not die in this situation.

Isn't it usually charge, charge, charge, die, die, die?

How did an NPC suddenly run out, shouting "God" or something, and drag someone away?!

This is too ridiculous, right?!

The Blue Star netizens in the stream room watched Doss's operations in a daze.

At this time, Doss had already reached the edge of the cliff, tied a rope for Meng Hao, and then lowered him down along the rope.

Seeing this, Meng Hao realized:

"Wait! Doss!"

"Aren't you coming down?!"

Doss shook his head:

"No."

"There are still some alive."

One sentence.

Shook Meng Hao and the Blue Star netizens in the stream room to the core.

The descending Meng Hao attracted the attention of the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield, a group of people rushed over, while Meng Hao looked toward the top of the cliff, vaguely hearing:

"God... let me save one more..."

A sleepless night.

In the entire American Federation camp, everyone was looking at that cliff.

Meng Hao, leaning on a crutch, also looked toward there.

He was convinced, and those Blue Star friends in the stream room who also lost their bets were willing to accept the loss.

It's just that this situation was too shocking.

Meng Hao watched another soldier being transported down by rope and asked the person next to him:

"Which one is this?"

That soldier was also full of shock and shook his head:

"Not sure."

"About 90 something?"

"Oh... God, is he an angel?!"

That soldier muttered in shock.

Meng Hao also gasped, looking upward.

As the sky brightened, seeing the wounded soldiers being transported down in a steady stream, everyone fell silent; it turned out that so many people could survive.

Everyone looked toward the cliff top.

They packed up their weapons and equipment and launched a charge.

A few days later.

Below Hacksaw Ridge.

In the American Federation camp.

Everyone was lined up, their eyes looking toward Doss, who was praying devoutly.

This time.

Not a single person had any complaints.

And at this moment, the commander's angry voice came through the communication equipment:

"What the hell are you doing?"

"You should have launched the attack 10 minutes ago!"

The captain here said to the communication equipment:

"We are waiting, sir."

The American Federation commander on the other side was a bit confused:

"Waiting?"

"Waiting for what?"

"Artillery support has already covered it!"

The captain said to the communication equipment:

"We are waiting for Private Doss's prayer."

The commander on the other side was even more confused:

"Private Doss?"

"Who is he? Damn it! What the hell happened?!"

The captain hung up the phone and looked at Doss, who had finished praying.

The soldiers in the team smiled when they saw this.

God won't save you, but Doss can.

It was precisely because of Doss's actions that they knew they could actually survive...

And this time.

The Japanese would never be able to stop them again.

On the other side.

With the end of the Battle of Hacksaw Ridge, Iwo Jima was conquered.

The huge casualties made the American Federation domestic public angry; if one island had such casualties, how many would die fighting on the Japanese mainland? This was something the American Federation could not accept.

Under such circumstances, the "Nuclear Explosion Experiment" in Ding Rui's stream room began, following pressure from the American Federation's high command.