The battlefield was engulfed in absolute chaos. The air was thick with smoke, gunpowder, and the acrid stench of burned vegetation. The relentless roar of gunfire filled the jungle, drowning out the desperate cries of soldiers and workers alike. Amerathian forces had entrenched themselves, and the advantage of their advanced weaponry was beginning to show.
The Amerathian machine guns, positioned strategically along the defensive line, spat out streams of bullets at a rapid rate. Ramirez's men, despite their bravery, stood little chance against the sheer volume of firepower. Gran Colombian soldiers fell in waves, their bodies crumpling to the ground as they tried to advance or take cover.
"Keep that fire steady!" Hayes shouted, his voice cutting through the deafening noise. He gestured toward one of the machine gun nests. "Focus on their center! Don't let them regroup!"
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