After a while, the scout continued on his way, observing for a while at the last hurdle of the climb to the top of the hill, and then the two men crawled up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info ∮, and the remaining four people quickly occupied the angle and prepared to cover.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, two scouts who had disappeared into the hill reappeared, with one man in their pocket.

In addition to leaving a group to stay on the hill to monitor the situation, the other three scouts came down from the mountain with the man, and soon came to the foot of the mountain, proudly throwing the stunned captive in front of Feng Aiguo.

"Is there anyone else?" The alarm was lifted, Feng Aiguo punched each of them with love and hatred, leaned in front of them, and asked in a faint voice like a mosquito.

"There should be a secret post at the foot of the mountain to the north, and if we want to kill him, it is impossible not to alarm the other side, so we didn't touch him, and there is no need to touch him. From the top of the hill they were already able to storm their camp and launch an attack. A scout with the rank of sergeant said triumphantly.

"Good! When this battle is over, I will give you credit! Feng Aiguo happily patted them on the shoulder and said with a smile.

The last secret whistle is at the foot of the hill to the north, and even if it is a little louder, it is not afraid that anyone will hear it.

"This is a sketch we made, which can be regarded as atonement!" The sergeant pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to him.

Feng Aiguo solemnly took this thin page of paper, what a risk they took for this thin piece of paper!

With a wave of his hand, he let the first squad go up and exchange the remaining three scouts back.

The main investigation is over, and all that remains is how to fight. Whether it's a strong attack or a cold cannon, the scouts don't play much of a role, and there is no need to continue to risk staying on it. The first squad was dressed in a full set of protective equipment, and even if the enemy suddenly came to check the sentry, the two sides would not suffer a loss in the fight.

Under the cover of the human wall, he, together with Hou Ping, deputy instructor, Zhang Heping, commander of the third platoon, and Li Ziwen, commander of the fourth platoon, used a low-light flashlight to illuminate the situation of Peng Desheng's camp against the topographic map distributed by the military sub-district and the sketches of the enemy's position drawn by the scouts.

"It's not okay to fight hard, there are more than 70 of us, no matter how few of them are, there are thousands of people, and it is too much to suffer if you fight hard." Hou Ping spoke first, and everyone agreed.

"Then let's shoot a few shots and go! They didn't even prepare tents, they slept in the crevices of the rocks, in the haystacks, scattered on the mountainside of one square kilometer, and they would definitely not be able to kill them in one pot! The third platoon commander put forward a serious opinion, which was supported by Hou Ping, the deputy instructor.

Running a few miles, just to fire a few shots, is really a loss.

Feng Aiguo was a little unhappy, he still wanted to fight Peng Desheng.

But in the current situation, a strong attack will definitely not work. There are thousands of people on the other side, even if the weapons are almost and there is no bulletproof equipment, but he doesn't know how much of a role his body armor and bulletproof inserts can play. Besides, although the opponent's heavy firepower is not much, there are also heavy machine guns and mortars, if the opponent pushes them back and eats them, it will be blood mold!

"Okay, as you say, let's fire a few shots and leave! But it's not just mortars, don't we have guns and grenades, all of them are used: mortars hit the mountain, and guns and grenades attack these targets on the mountainside, making the noise louder, and saying hello to Peng Desheng lively! Let's run right away after a round! Feng Aiguo thought about it, and finally agreed with their opinions, but the idea of making a big fuss remained the same, and he was ready to wash the floor with a gun grenade.

"It's up to you!"

Feng Aiguo didn't come hard, he wanted to make the momentum bigger, but of course Hou Ping had no opinion.

Peng Desheng started in a hurry and was not fully prepared, and this attack on the county seat was more like coming to retaliate. There were no tents or military quilts on this mountain, and everyone hid in rock crevices and behind rocks and slept in their clothes, one in the east and one in the west, and the scouts could not find the place where they gathered, let alone know where the artillery positions were located, but only drew a circle in several places in general.

Feng Aiguo and the others roughly assigned the attack targets according to the circle they had drawn, and then the whole company quietly went up the mountain, arranged the attack positions, and took their places. All of them loaded their grenade launchers and held their guns to their shoulders in a kneeling position, pointing diagonally upwards.

On the top of the mountain, a dense steel branch suddenly appeared.

Tong! Tong! Tong! Tong!

The mortar positions hiding in the back hill were the first to fire, and two Type 63 60-mm mortars each in the third and fourth platoons were the first to speak. The sound of the cannon came from behind the mountain, and after the mountain wind blew away, it was already very quiet.

The sound of artillery is an order.

Feng Aiguo was also armed with a Type 79 automatic rifle and pulled the trigger immediately after the cannon sounded.

The huge recoil of the grenade fire, which hit him the shoulder, was much more than the recoil when the gun was fired. It hurt his shoulder, like he had been punched hard.

Through the flames of the grenade launch, he saw a black projectile rise from the grenade launcher and quickly disappear into the night sky. A cloud of green smoke then spread, filling the nose with a thick smell of burning ******.

Before he could shoot a second time, he heard a sudden thunderous roar in his ears, and the other commanders and fighters followed closely behind and pulled the trigger.

The sound of the grenade firing was not loud, it was nothing more than a "tom".

But the quantitative change turned into a qualitative change, and when dozens of grenades were fired at the same time, the dull sound formed was like a muffled thunder, which blew up people's chests, followed by a buzzing sound in their ears, making people hardly hear other sounds. Because everyone launched before and after, it was not completely consistent, so the muffled thunder was also continuous, lingering on the top of the mountain, forming a long thunder that could not be stopped for a long time.

At the same time, dozens of flames rushed out of the grenade launcher, forming a series of fiery dragons more than a foot long, soaring into the sky, illuminating the entire mountain.

The smoke from the grenade launcher's flame quickly spread, blending with the other smoke, and soon turned into a huge cloud of fog, submerging the entire firing position.

"Good fellows! That's exciting! Feng Aiguo shouted loudly in a voice that he couldn't even hear.

At this time, it doesn't matter what exposure is not exposed.

Besides, the spectacular sight of dozens of grenades firing at the same time in the dark of night can be seen by anyone who is not blind, and there is no point in keeping it a secret.

The most important thing now is to fire the grenades out in one go and deal a heavy blow to the enemy.

"Hahahaha! Energetic, really energetic! It's been a long time since I've been so happy! Damn, it turns out that a salvo of dozens of people is so interesting! ”

Feng Aiguo laughed, his fingers again and again, and pulled the trigger hard.

The smoke had already covered the hill, they couldn't see anything clearly, and the recoil of the grenade fire also caused the muzzle to deviate from the preset target.

But......

Whatever, as long as you fight hard. Even if you can't perform precision attacks, you can cover enemy camps. Anyway, Feng Aiguo can only rely on the impression in his mind to shoot probabibly in the general direction, as for where it will land, only God knows.

He was fighting happily here, but the fires on the opposite mountain range were one after another, flying and exploding in one place after another, and the explosions rang out loudly, forming a flame hell centered on the top of the mountain two hundred meters away from this side and with a radius of about 100 meters.

Tom tom!

Mortars, although not as dense as grenades, are not slow in frequency. The gunner scoops up one shell, puts it into the barrel with the tail side down, and then picks up another one without waiting for the results to be observed, repeating the process. Four mortars fired in succession, far exceeding the maximum speed of training, firing one shell after another, crossing a distance of 1.5 kilometers, smashing up balls of flames larger than gun grenades above the mountainside.

They had traveled so far with twenty kilograms of shells that they had not intended to bring them back in good condition.

Anyway, I'm going to run away later, who has the physical strength to carry a box weighing dozens of kilograms and run a few kilometers in one go?

Then smash it, it's done!

However, it is really not easy to complete this task, before Feng Aiguo wanted to give Peng Desheng the most violent blow, but let the soldiers of other squads help them carry twenty-four boxes of mortar shells. On average, each gun can get almost thirty mortar shells, which is going to be slow, isn't it a pity to throw it here?

With this mentality, the gunner's movements were faster.

In order to save him time, in addition to the deputy gunner steadying the gun body, he also slightly adjusted the design angle, and the ammunition man simply helped him deliver the shells. The gunner didn't even have to bend his waist, and as soon as he stretched out his hand after firing, the ammunition man handed him the next shot, and then he put it on the muzzle, and another one flew out like that.

Men's desire to destroy is really irrepressible.

Everyone started to fight in a very orderly manner, but gradually they began to lose control, one by one they fought happily, and every time they fired a mortar shell or a grenade, the smile on their faces increased. Dozens of people were having a great time, as if they had come out to set off fireworks instead of fighting.

On the opposite mountainside, the fire and smoke continued to be extinguished, and most of them were smashed on the rocks, in the clearing, and in the bushes. Except for the explosion of many people at the beginning, the other enemies later hid behind rocks and in mountain recesses, and did not cause much damage to them. But the momentum is amazingly loud, the overwhelming cannonballs fall like hail, the firelight flashes one after another not far away, the explosion is deafening, because it is so dense, so that the earth seems to be shaking violently, this kind of sound can clap in addition to fools, normal people will be frightened, desperately hide their bodies a little tighter, a little tighter!

As for the counterattack......

Silly, who will run out and fight back in the face of dense artillery fire?

If it was under the banner of the People's Army before, it was for the sake of faith, and sacrifice was not hesitated. But when they turned their guns on their former comrades-in-arms, under the orders of their leaders, they completely lost the courage to fight for their faith.

They don't know what they're fighting for, maybe for the chief, maybe for power, but definitely not for themselves, for the realization of the faith and education they have received over the years.

So they all hid themselves tightly, and even if their superiors ordered them to fight back, few people came out.

It was not for nothing that there were people who fought back, but the smoke was billowing from the opposite hill, and it was impossible to see where the people were. The cannonballs fell one after another on the head, and everyone was terrified, not knowing if the next one would fall on their side, so they could only shoot indiscriminately in the direction of that side, and who cared about the head or something.

However, there are more bullets, and blind cats can also run into dead rats.

"Ahh

A soldier in the second squad of the fourth platoon was fighting happily when he felt a pain in his chest, as if he had been violently hit by something. He subconsciously shouted, and fell to the ground backwards with the momentum.

I've been shot!

This soldier was a new soldier who joined the military division after its establishment and had never fought before. As soon as the man fell, he realized that he had been shot, and his mind buzzed, and the initial excitement disappeared in an instant, and his heart was very terrified. Although he has received strict training on what to do after being shot, training is training, and he has not been tested by the front line of life and death on the battlefield, and no matter how good his training results are, he is only a new recruit.

Especially after realizing that he had been shot, the great fear of imminent death suddenly occupied him, and he had long forgotten the self-help content he had learned during training, crying and screaming on the ground, shouting: "I was shot!" I'm going to die! Sanitary soldiers, sanitary soldiers, come and save me! Woo, come on, someone, who will save me! ”

In the smoke of gunfire, a hygienist came out with a hook, saw him in tears, and skillfully kicked the gun next to him away, so as not to hurt himself with a nervous attack. Then he squatted down, took a look, and without saying a word, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Don't leave me! Don't leave me here, I've been shot! , I got shot! You save me, I'll give you money, I'll give you all the money I saved! Help me! The soldier thought that he was too seriously injured, and the hygienist saw that he had no rescue value, and was ready to give up, panicked, and shouted for help.

"You're a! The bullets are still on the bulletproof plate, and if you die, you will have to wait another hundred years! The hygienist took the trouble and leaned down and scolded at the top of his throat.

The soldier looked in the direction of his finger and saw that a deformed warhead was embedded in the bulletproof plate. The area hit by the bullet was damaged, but it did not penetrate. And after he came back to his senses, he felt as if there was only a dull pain in his chest, just like being hit by a stone during training, not a sharp pain after the bullet penetrated.

"Am I really okay?" He didn't believe it, and reached out to undo the bulletproof insert and check his body.

The hygienist slapped his hand away, dragged him with his back to the sky, and dragged him behind a big rock, and scolded angrily: "You don't want to die? If you dare to untie the bulletproof insert on the battlefield, you might as well be killed! ”

"I'm sorry, I thought I was going to die!" The soldier was dragged all the way by him, the pain in his chest became lighter and lighter, and he knew that he was really just a bullet hit by the bullet insert and would not die, so he said in shame.

But after all, he quickly unfastened the plug board and looked around on his chest with his head down.

There is not even a single tear on the military uniform on his body!

"Great! Great, I'm not going to die! Hahahaha! Great joy welled up in his heart, he looked up to the sky and laughed, remembering the fear of life and death just now, and after a while, he couldn't help but cry, and he laughed and cried for a while, and it took a while to regain his composure.

"Neurotic!" The hygienist had never seen a patient with this battlefield syndrome, and this was the first person in the company to be shot. When he saw that the soldier was fine, he heard the shouts of a soldier in the distance: "I've been shot, I'm going to die!" He hurriedly threw him down and ran towards him with his body hunched over.

The soldier was left behind the boulder, stunned for a while, looked at the bulletproof insert next to him that had been broken by a bullet, hugged it and kissed it hard: "Baby, baby, my brother relied on you to pick up a life today." I will definitely cherish you in the future, and you will continue to protect your brother's safety. ”

As he spoke, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the damaged place, and then suddenly shouted: "My bulletproof insert has been broken, who has to lend me a piece!" My bulletproof insert plate has been broken, is there any more, give me another one! ”

Just as he was panicking and asking someone to give him a new bulletproof insert, he suddenly heard a loud cheer from the position: "Run, run!" The enemy has fled! We won! We won! ”

In the midst of this huge cheer, the company commander Feng Aiguo shouted again: "Comrades, get on the bayonet, rush!" ”

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

Although there were only a few dozen people, the fighting spirit was high at this moment, and no one faced the cowardice of thousands of enemies, all of them shouted, put on their bayonets, rushed down this side of the mountain like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, and stormed up dozens of meters away.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the broken bulletproof insert, fastened it, then picked up the gun, put on the bayonet, and shouted: "Rush! Then he jumped out from behind the boulder, and rushed down the hill with high spirits.

Behind him, there seemed to be a soldier who was also wearing a bulletproof insert that had been broken in one place, also holding a gun with a good bayonet, and rushed out after him, shouting loudly: "Surrender the gun and don't kill!" Shoot or kill! ”

As soon as the two of them ran to the foot of the mountain, they saw a figure passing behind them like a wind, shouting: "The People's Liberation Army treats prisoners preferentially, surrender their guns and do not kill them!" ”

It's the hygienist!

The hygienist, who was not equipped with an automatic rifle, only brandished a small pistol in his hand and carried a medical kit cross-body, and rushed up the opposite mountain as fast as he could. head, and slammed up dozens of meters away.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the broken bulletproof insert, fastened it, then picked up the gun, put on the bayonet, and shouted: "Rush! Then he jumped out from behind the boulder, and rushed down the hill with high spirits.

Behind him, there seemed to be a soldier who was also wearing a bulletproof insert that had been broken in one place, also holding a gun with a good bayonet, and rushed out after him, shouting loudly: "Surrender the gun and don't kill!" Shoot or kill! ”

As soon as the two of them ran to the foot of the mountain, they saw a figure passing behind them like a wind, shouting: "The People's Liberation Army treats prisoners preferentially, surrender their guns and do not kill them!" ”

It's the hygienist!

The hygienist, who was not equipped with an automatic rifle, only brandished a small pistol in his hand and carried a medical kit cross-body, and rushed up the opposite mountain as fast as he could.