Chapter 125: Thirty Days of Hell (32)
I crawled quickly down the hill to the south, and as I was busy climbing, the people of the village below were quickly organized and rushed out again to the south of the village. I don't know whose idea it was, but I just see that the people who are organized are all armed with TLB, and I guess it should be Qasim, it seems that he wants to get out of here more than I do, and he can't wait to leave.
"Cover! Cover them! Said's voice came from the communicator, followed by the sound of a fierce exchange of fire below.
I didn't have time to look at the fighting, so I continued to crawl forward for a while and then slowly got up from the ground and ran forward quickly. At this moment, the other party's attention was focused on Muranan, and my actions didn't attract anyone's attention.
After moving about two hundred meters to the south, I saw a slope ahead similar to what Said had told me. This slope faces the southwest, which is actually quite steep, and it is also the kind of hill that does not go up at a glance. But it is fairly smooth here, and the slope goes down to the ground below the valley, and there are no breaks or faults or large drops in the middle.
I sped up to the edge of the slope and looked over to the entrance of the village after making sure it was almost fine. At this moment, the men protruding from the south of the village could not make any more progress, and there were several corpses lying on the ground not far from the village, which meant that their attack was quickly repulsed after losing a few men.
I immediately turned into the communicator: "Lukovich, Bilamov. You two come one by one, in the direction I am walking, and the gardener is on standby, don't shoot casually. ”
"Understood." Lukovich and Biramov arrived separately, and after a moment I saw Bilamov quickly approaching me, and I saw him come and quickly pointed to the ramp beside him: "Take a closer look, and you will go down from here in a moment." ”
Bilamov looked at the slope and obviously felt a little unreliable, he retracted his gaze and looked at me and said, "Is this place going to roll down?" ”
I glanced at him and said quickly, "I'm okay if you want, but I advise you not to do that." “
As we spoke, Lukovic ran over quickly, and at the same time I heard Said's voice in my ears, "Kassym can't wait!" The north can't hold it, he wants to break through! Repeat, Kassym is going to break through! “
"Cover them! I'll be able to go down and go around behind the Yankees! I said as I looked at the village
In the village, the TLB forces organized another attack, and under the cover of my team, a group of people attacked again, and a rocket flew out of the village and quickly exploded near the Yankees in the south of the village, and then the people in the village rushed out. However, while the southern Yankees were briefly suppressed, the gang on the top of the valley attacked from above. They all vented their ammunition downward, although Said and they led people to fight back, but the effect was not very good, and the people who rushed out of the hiding place again were shot one after another, and the losses were getting bigger and bigger.
"Gardener! Knock out one or two people on the opposite valley. Always ready to transfer! I said into the communicator.
"Understood!" The gardener replied.
I retracted my gaze and looked at the slope beside me, where we had ropes in our backpacks to deal with steep and difficult trails. But the backpack was all lost in the village before going up the mountain. We didn't expect and who would have thought that the Yankees would suddenly attack such a small village? Now that I want to go down, I can only take the risk.
So I put the gun behind my back and said to the two people next to me, "I'll go first." With that, I lowered my weight and squatted down, moving a little down the steep hill, feeling fine at first, but it didn't take long for me to feel heavier and heavier. The center of gravity unconsciously leans forward, and the downward speed of the foot becomes more and more difficult to control. I tried to stop halfway through, but the acceleration of gravity combined with the steep incline made it suddenly very difficult to stop. What made it even more troublesome was that I soon found that the speed and direction of the descent were quickly out of control, so I simply sat down and pushed forward with my feet to gradually reduce the speed of my descent, because the speed was too fast, first of all, it was not safe, and secondly, my butt and thighs could not stand it.
Thankfully, after a bit of sliding, my speed was controlled, the slope eased, and after another bit of sliding, I stepped on the ground. At the moment, my butt has lost sensation, including the base of my thighs, but fortunately, I have an extra pair of pants this season, and the camouflage on the outside is strong enough, but even then I guess a layer of skin can't be saved. But I still breathed a long sigh of relief, after all, this problem is not a problem at the moment.
I immediately moved the gun on my back to the front of me and held it in my hand, and beckoned upwards. Biramov hesitated for a moment, while Lukovic was very crisp, he slid down sideways just like me, he controlled it a lot better than me, and felt very smooth to the ground.
He stood up and beckoned upwards as he came down, and Bilamov above slid down after hesitating again. It's often that the more scared you are, the more problems will go wrong, and when Bilamov was halfway through the slide, he seemed to suddenly lose control, and he rolled straight up and down all the way to the ground, to our feet.
Lukovich quickly crouched down and looked at him, and there were already two scratches on Bilamov's forehead, and he was a little confused for a while. Lukovich looked at me after checking him out and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. ”
I nodded and looked in the direction of the village, where the fighting was still raging, but the village was no longer visible from where we were.
I glanced at Bilamov, "Can you go?" ”
"Yes. . . You can go. Bilamov staggered to his feet.
"After a while, we went to the village. We should see the Americans south of the village soon. It doesn't matter how many of them there are, let's attack them first, and then I'll have the people in the village break through with all their might as soon as we attack. The gardener is in charge of delaying and disturbing the people in the valley opposite. Do you understand? I asked.
After Lukovich and Bilamov each understood, we slowly moved towards the village, clinging to the edge of the hillside. After walking about a hundred meters, I first saw the Yankees shooting in the valley to the west. Judging from the fact that they kept shooting, the resistance of the people in the village was very fierce, and they could not stop the suppressive shooting at all.
I withdrew my gaze and turned my attention back to the front, where the sound of Yankee gunfire grew clearer in the valley ahead of us. I raised the muzzle of my gun and continued cautiously forward, and after rounding a hillside jutting out from the edge of the mountain, the Yankees in the south of the village came into view.
One more 。。。。。 The story of the 30th day is still early... The suffering has only just begun...
(End of chapter)