Chapter 17: Counterattacking

When Lieutenant Colonel Monkey Chagan was confused, this remnant squad of the Chinese Dragon Kingdom was full of energy, just like the spring breeze warms people's hearts and dead wood is spring, no, except for two heavy machine guns and three 120mm mortars. The number of weapons has increased a lot, and all the weapons before the little chief's arrival have been eliminated and replaced with new weapons of the all-American style, including damaged body armor helmets and other equipment. The little chief walked around the cave and called for men to go in and distribute weapons. , I, as a lightly wounded person, was also called into the cave to get a weapon, "Oh my God." Put a few battery lamps on the wall of the stone cave, the stone cave is snow-white, the wounded are close to the cave more than ten meters away, by the cave wall all the way to the inside, mainly those simple tree and vine stretchers are gone, instead of them is the kind of wheeled bed used in the hospital, now the seriously wounded are walking on it, two medical soldiers are busy hanging water and infusion, in the innermost part of the stone cave there is now a field sterile surgical tent, see the eye-catching red cross on the door curtain, I know where it is for, I am stunned, where did these things come from, it can't be the kind of before, now since the little chief came to appear out of thin air, I just wanted to ask what was going on, but was stopped by the captain of the major Fu detachment who was now lying on the hospital bed, the captain of the detachment made a silent action, and whispered "Military secrets, the little chief is magical, what should you do, don't you see that there are enough supplies here, you have time to resist two boxes of canned fruit first, let the brothers outside cushion their stomachs first, I haven't eaten a good meal for a few days, the little chief said that when he is busy, please eat roast whole sheep, hurry up and resist out, cough cough, the little chief is operating on the brothers, cough cough."

"Yes, captain, I'll go out against canned food immediately, ah, there are so many canned food, there are peaches, pineapples, lychees, and mangoes, what should I do."

"Grind what, pick what you want, pick whatever you like, you give me a can of pineapple first, I'm starving." Said the detachment leader.

I immediately opened the box, took out a can of cans, pried open the cap with a dagger and handed it to the detachment leader, and by the way, I also opened a few cans and put them in the hands of other wounded. I immediately walked out of the stone cave with a wooden box of canned food, and a stone wall near the stone cave was filled with rows of wooden boxes, and the three comrades-in-arms were priing open the wooden box to choose the weapons they needed, I glanced at it, and there was already a light machine gun near the ground, two *, and 4 American-style M16, so many weapons and ammunition obediently, I don't have to worry about not being able to hold this position, looking at so many materials now, it is estimated that the little chief intends to hold on for a long time, there are too many main wounded, and everyone has to recover their strength and have to recuperate for two days. I went outside, first to give a box to the brother who was operating the mortar, then a box to the machine-gun position behind the big rock, and then two cans to the brother who was in charge of the lookout. Now our position is full of firepower, we don't need too many people to operate the weapons, everyone takes turns to rest, mortars and heavy machine guns do not stop for a moment, non-stop firing, the opposite valley mouth is now thick smoke, I can't see the enemy's situation clearly, I don't know whether to retreat or still nest there. The order of the little chief was to open fire for half an hour, and sweep the area twice. It's easy to wait until it's dark.

There are too few comrades who can move now, except for the six seriously wounded and the two medics who take care of them, there are only ten people who can move, two people need to operate two machine guns, and three people need three mortars. It takes one person to observe. So now there are four free men, including me. The four of us took care of the chores of resisting ammunition and transporting supplies, so I ran to the cave one by one. The little chief was in the medical tent, operating on a brother who had been shot in the head, and one of the two medical soldiers who had been working outside had already gone in to help.

My leg is a little sore now, and I really want to get a suture bandage, but I think that my seriously injured brother needs more treatment. What is this injury? I gritted my teeth, and after eating two cans of canned food, I started to move shells again, which is a big consumer. Since the firing has been fired, hundreds of rounds have been fired so far, with an average of 12 rounds per minute. Anyway, the empty boxes had been thrown all over the hillside. I didn't have time to tidy it up, so I had to throw it outside. It was getting dark in the valley fast, and the half-hour firing was over, and the bullet casings of the two machine guns were all over the ground. I don't know how many bullets were fired, but anyway, the guy who specialized in delivering ammunition was exhausted, and shouted, more tired than being chased by the enemy to run all over the mountain a few days ago.

Machine guns and mortars ceased fire, and this was replaced by three * Continue to monitor the enemy's movements, see something suspicious, pull the trigger and shoot it. I'm a sniper, and of course I have to get one*. The rest of the people went into the cave to rest. The table with a few ammunition boxes was full of delicious things, "Dizzy, there is really a hot roast yellow sheep that has just been grilled, and I don't know how the little chief made it." Canned beef, canned fruit, beef jerky, biscuits, cola, and farmer's orchard, oranges, and a whole host of things. I haven't had a good meal for more than half a month, I don't pick it up and eat it, I'm welcome, "Roast sheep is tender, it's that delicious." Still, I glanced at the tent with the red cross from time to time. The little chief is already operating on the second brother who was shot in the chest. I was so touched in my heart, everyone was talking about the little chief at dinner time, if it weren't for the little chief, we don't know how long we would have been able to hold out, and would there be any possibility of returning to the motherland? Maybe we would all have to bury our bones in a foreign country.

We are an elite team, a secret special combat team of the Chinese Dragon Kingdom, and a garrison force in a secret forbidden area. My code name is "Arctic Wolf", and this code name is the fifth to my name. In the first four terms, two seniors died, one was seriously injured and half paralyzed, and my previous one had a hand blown off and had to leave us and go to another special combat team as an instructor. The code name Arctic Wolf is not as simple as a name, it is an honor, a responsibility. To the death to defend this supreme title, only 300 of the best soldiers in the entire army were honored with the title. Everything else is just a set of numbers.

I'm called the Arctic Wolf, not the Polar Bear, that's not what I want. I want to prove to the little chief: I can do it, I will do it, I am a gentleman, I can't say no. The big deal is death. Defend the title even if you die. After all, the four masters on this title are so bullish. If you can't get to my hands, you will insult the blood of the Arctic wolf.

Everyone took turns to go out on duty, once every two hours, and in the long night, the enemy also organized many sneak attacks in the night. There are less than 3 monkeys, and more is a company of monkeys, and they want to touch it at night, and they are a group of low-IQ monkeys, where did they think that in our position, there are special far-infrared electronic night vision devices, not to mention that * itself has night vision devices. The monkey can see clearly from 500 meters away, and when it comes to the 300-meter range, hahaha, it will be the turn of ten fighters on the position to fight the monkeys, two heavy machine guns, one light machine gun, three mortars, and three * enthusiastic greetings, basically lie down as much as you come, no monkey can run back, one night, in a few hundred meters in front of this small hill, the lives of nearly two hundred monkeys will be harvested again.

There was a lively fight outside, and the little chief had been operating in the tent, and the six seriously injured had completed the operation, and the injured parts of mine and other comrades-in-arms were cleaned and bandaged again. Not to mention, what the little chief brings is special effects. The wound on my right leg was re-debrided and stitched up by the little chief, and a black ointment from a ceramic bottle was applied, which I later learned was the legendary black jade intermittent ointment. The wound soon feels itchy, which proves that the flesh of the wound is healing itself. It's too fast.

Finally, when the day came, the little chief left the operating room, he walked out, took a look at each of us, and handed each of us a bunch of fresh lychees, don't look at this bunch of lychees, it is only about a catty, but it is rare to be able to eat in this scene in this place, mainly because of the chief's care for us. In the morning, everyone gathered around to have a hot breakfast, which was not much, that is, a pot of rabbit meat and egg porridge, two loaves per person. A bottle of milk. Everyone ate in silence. The little chief said during the meal that he would fight all the way back along the road of our escape, see if he could find the brothers who were alive, whether he could find the brothers who had died, and by the way complete the tasks we had not completed, and teach this uncivilized monkey country - Nanyue a profound lesson. We all shouted that we would fight back with the little chief. The little chief waved his hand, and everyone was silent with their eyes in their eyes, feeling very uncomfortable. It's too much of a burden for such a small child, and so many of our masters are bear bags. We can't even affect the little chief. After breakfast, we silently saw off the little chief, there are so many weapons and ammunition in this position, so many supplies, it is not a problem to insist on ten days and eight days, wait for the seriously wounded to recuperate for a few days, the injury is better, and when the little chief comes back, we can fight back to China together. The little chief, with a large backpack on his back and a machete on his shoulder, jumped over the top of the stone pile and quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and within a few minutes, there were bursts of explosions in the direction of the enemy, and puffs of smoke rose into the sky. "The grass is too fierce. It has to be a bag of more than 100 kilograms to have such power." "No, it's like ground-to-ground blast-to-blast power." "You're Ultra, it's a 1,000-pound bomb that can have so much power." The gang of us sat on the rocks, pointing at the explosion-bombing at the mouth of the valley ahead. I thought that the little chief's shot was a cow break, and I saw that these turtles and monkeys still dared to chase us, no, they would be shocked to death if they were not killed.

Yes, now Chagan is crying: we worship the Buddha every day, why can't we bless us once, it's endless. Yesterday evening, the form began to be reversed, and a large number of people were killed by the dragon army on the opposite side, and they were forced to withdraw from the mountain pass to repair in the dead corner, and last night they wanted to take advantage of the darkness to sneak attack, and went to several groups of people, but one did not come back. Now I have been bombed by aerial bombs again, and I have not seen the bombers coming, so why are the aerial bombs falling one after another, and there are 30 bombs in the next month, and they all fall wherever there are many people. Now the barracks are in shambles. Heavy casualties. Finally, the bombing ended, and the results reported below were nearly 800 dead and wounded.