No, more people can't be brought into the fight. I waved my hand at Milk, who was ready to join the fight, and motioned for them to not move. The space here is relatively small, and the more people there are, the more people you are undoubtedly creating a lethal opportunity for the opponent's mortars and grenade launchers. I looked around and I had to calm down and not be intimidated by the other person's voice. Although the other side is besieging, there are not many places that can actually be attacked, and there are not many ways to give us effective strikes below, so far there is nothing else except mortars, RPGs and grenade launchers that have caused us trouble. And these things that can kill us are not accurate.

I looked at the passage, and that was the key to the battle. As long as they hold there, they won't have a chance to come up, unless they are going to go around the other side, the very steep spot that Yugovic took us around before dawn. If they do that, they're doing me a favor, because it will not only make me have less attackers and less pressure here, but it will also make them start to attack harder on their own.

So what I have to do now is to stabilize everyone and hold the passage. I looked at the gardener and said, "Look how the dwarves are." As I spoke, I looked at the veteran behind me who had just gone down to rest, "Veteran, are you okay?" Okay, pick up the gun and go to the president! ”

"The dwarf is fine. He was stunned. The gardener replied.

"Good. You stare there, you don't have to shoot casually, you shoot people with grenade launchers or grenadiers. I looked at the president, "I'll go and have a look at the passage." Pay attention to blowing up those below with grenades, and just as pay attention to those who use grenade launchers, taking them out first. ”

"Understood!" The president agreed, along with the police, to continue shooting downward. The veterans were crawling towards them.

I made my way to the passage, where the oil bottle was being shot from time to time, the battle was fierce, and I saw a man lying behind the oil bottle, who must have been killed, but I still felt his pulse. He was indeed dead, he was a mole, with a large blood stain on his chest, and his mouth was slightly open, and it seemed that his lungs had been pierced and suffocated.

"How many others?" I asked.

The oil bottle retracted and said, "If the mole is dead, it is not a big problem for the captain to be injured." However, the other party attacked here, and we killed a lot of people, but they are still attacking! ”

"That's right. They can only come up from here. I continued to descend behind the captain and director, about forty or fifty meters below them, who were still trying to organize and continue the attack.

"With a grenade!" I said.

"It's run out." The captain fired two shots downward, "If it weren't for the grenades, we would have finished the previous wave of onslaught." ”

"Damn it!" I cursed and touched my body, and there was only one. I handed the grenade to the director, "I'll go get some grenades and bring them." Hold on! ”

I immediately turned back, and as I passed by the mole's carcass, I looked at the mole and turned to the oil bottle and said, "Collect the ammunition on him." With that, I ran to Milk.

"Give me some of your grenades." I looked at Milk.

Milk immediately beckoned the men to start collecting, and said, "Uncle Gang's people have discovered that the other party has moved towards that steep road. ”

"They can't be so stupid, so many of you are here, the terrain is so steep, they attack from the bottom up? Suicide? I said, taking the bag of grenades.

"I don't know. Maybe the other party is in a hurry. By now, I think they've killed quite a few people. But there was still no progress, and there was no damage to us, and it is estimated that the pressure on the other party's commander is already very great. Milk looked at the sky and said, "It would be better if the two people we came to the rescue could organize an effective breakout operation." ”

I took the grenade and immediately turned and headed for the passage, and just as I was halfway there, there was another explosion there. I picked up the pace

Once there, the captain was wounded and fell to the ground, and the oil bottle took the captain's place and was shooting at the other side who was attacking again with the director.

I pulled out a grenade and threw two of them downward, and the two explosions directly blew up the three people in the attack. I tossed the bag to the oil bottle, "Save it." With that, I dragged the captain, who had injured his hand, and walked back. I placed him next to the mole, and I looked at his injuries, his shoulders were injured, and his head was broken, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

"You stop the bleeding yourself. Stay here and don't move. I said, picking up my gun and heading for the oil bottle. By the time I got back there, the oil bottle was throwing grenades downwards, and the director was shooting non-stop.

I picked up my gun and pulled the trigger at the man who was shooting up. Our terrain has a great advantage, and although the other side and us shoot at each other, the effect is far less than ours. Seeing that he was still unable to make progress, the other party retreated again, and began to retreat to those places where they could hide.

"Be hidden! The other side is going to start shelling! I screamed at the cliff. Just as I finished speaking, the shells whistled again.

However, this time the other side is no longer slamming into the top of the cliff, but has set the main target on us. A continuous stream of shells landed near us, and we were left to lie on the ground and be bombed, and nothing else could be done. I saw a section of the cliff protruding from my side being blown off, but fortunately the debris didn't fly towards us. The artillery fire was fierce, but the positions and angles from which we hid may have been so tricky that after a few rounds of shelling not only did not inflict any damage on us, but even the shells landed some distance from us.

"Prepare for battle!" As soon as the fire stopped, I got up and called.

As soon as I finished speaking, the enemy below began to attack again, and after a heavy cover fire, I saw two men in the attacking party with their guns aimed at the cover of the others, and saw that the two men were about to fire grenades from their gunshot wounded grenade launchers.

"Hit those two!" As I spoke, the bullets were already flying, but one of the grenade launchers had already gone off and exploded in front of us. I was directly in front of my eyes, and I was pushed out by the air wave.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of gunfire came from my ears again, and my eyes quickly lit up. The first thing I saw was the oil bottle and the director still shooting not far away. Then a sharp pain rushed to my head, and I immediately came to my senses.

I moved my hands and it was fine, my legs and feet were there. Then I touched my body, the ribs on both sides were very painful, and the internal organs seemed to have been beaten hard by a sledgehammer, and it was extremely painful.

I tried to get up on my feet, just as I was about to get up. From another place, I think the two men were surrounded by gunfire again. Then came Milk, and gunfire erupted from them.

I struggled to crawl back to my original position, raising my gun and preparing to shoot. At this time, the oil bottle retracted and changed, he glanced at me, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I thought you were finished." ”

I endured the pain and smiled bitterly and said, "Pull a few more pads before you finish." I finished and pulled the trigger on the man below. And the oil bottle was put into battle again after a quick magazine change.

The people who attacked here actually suffered a lot of losses, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the not wide slope, and some of them rolled down into the surrounding woods because of the slope. At this point, their attack is no longer sufficient, they should not disperse their forces to attack the steeper places in our rear, they should concentrate on attacking here. But it's actually the corpses on the ground that make people make a different judgment.

It didn't take long for the gunfire from Milk's to subside, and the enemy below us began to retreat again. After a few lives were lost, the attack officially ended.

I let out a long sigh of relief as I watched the other party disappear into the forest, and at this moment there was still the sound of gunfire. There is no telling whether the battle for a breakthrough or a continuation of the siege is over, and I don't care about the outcome. Judging from the current form, we can't save anyone.

"Your head is okay." The oil bottle asked, leaning against a rock next to the cliff and pointing to my head.

I touched my head, the mud on my hand and the blood clot that was about to clot. "It's not a big problem. The bleeding stopped on its own. After I finished speaking, I looked at the cliff, "You and the director are staring here, don't be too relaxed." Be discreet. I'll go up and have a look. ”

The situation above is okay, there are no new casualties. But when I saw Milk, he and Yugovich didn't look very good.

"Gypsies. Our great leader has entered Kosovo with men. Milk said in a teasing tone.

I glanced at Yugovich, who said, "Just contacted." Things are moving in the direction we expected. It is said that the two guys went to war in Kosovo, but they fell into passivity. The exact situation is unclear, but Kostic told us to try our best to save the team of the two people not far away, and if we really can't, we must contain the enemy here. ”

I listened to Yugovich's words and smiled bitterly, and then said with some anger: "Didn't you tell him that this is probably a trap for the other party against all of us?" And who are we fighting ****** war? Ordinary bandits have such combat effectiveness? Or are your bandits here specially trained and experienced? ”