After nightfall, another explosion sounded on the opposite hill, and the flames rose into the sky.

Molotov cocktails!

Everyone watched numbly and excitedly, silent.

It rained for a while. I was confused in the rain for a while, and when I woke up, I don't know when the rain had stopped. He was confused again, and this time, he was awakened by the explosion.

The rain poured down, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky. There was also an orange-red light in the lightning, and countless dots came straight towards everyone.

The enemy launched another night attack. Night raids, night raids, they have an unusual preference for night raids that have never been successful.

Seeing that their infantry artillery was about to begin the coordinated battle, the drowsiness swept away as they moved forward, and quickly picked up the binoculars and observed the flight trajectory of the cannonballs with Mr. Gunyan, while making notes. Gently reporting the data forward, Mr. Guneye corrected as he recorded.

The enemy's artillery attack lasted for two minutes, and the counter-artillery attack also began to fire at it, suppressing it. A strange roar filled the night sky, and everyone on the front line was on guard against a surprise attack by infantry on their positions.

It was very gratifying to see that the enemy's shells had never hit them from the same point, and this time it was the same, but a little to the left.

This was quite beneficial for their observation, but no one knew where the enemy's real offensive intentions were.

The mountain eagle behind the lurking position had not yet given the order, and his officers and men had already rushed to the position and fired all the guns into a burst state. The machine gunner was armed with light and heavy machine guns, and grenades were placed around and in front of him.

Braving the heavy rain, the rats were watching out from the firing holes of the trenches.

Maybe the enemy is just attacking over there, and the target is them. By the light of the lightning, the mouse stared at the minelaying area in front of him with his eyes wide open. It was a line of death that the enemy had to cross, and how many mines did they lay out in hundreds of square meters? Over and over again, they themselves can't count them.

Enemy artillery attacks often destroy all the effort, but as soon as the battle is over, they will intensify and dump in boxes and frames at the front of the position. In short, there is no shortage of ammunition, and everyone is willing to waste it.

Killing the enemy is not afraid of waste, there is no way to do it.

If the enemy does not use artillery strikes but instead of sneak attacks, it will definitely not succeed. Soon after the gunners and scouts arrived, the agents set their sights on the area, but failed to make a profit on several occasions.

Ever since the Scouts had come down the mountain to fight the agents, it was as if they had disappeared to the agents.

But this line is too important, and the moves that are seven or eight miles deep are under the surveillance of this position. After receiving several heavy blows in succession, they believed that the artillery view was here, and they must remove this thorn in the eye.

"Mountain eagle, do you think the enemy will choose us here and take out anger on us?" The mouse asked the squad leader lying beside him.

Another flash of lightning struck, and the mountain eagle did not squeak, but turned to look back at the rat brothers.

The mouse said in a deep voice: "The rain is too heavy, and it is estimated that the enemy will carry out a sneak attack." If I'm glorious, don't forget to visit my house often. ”

The mountain eagle pursed his lips: "What words?" ”

The mouse replied: "Chinese! Don't you understand? ”

The mountain eagle ignored him.

The rat continued: "They may have come for the gunners and scouts, they have done too much, and they have formed a deep enmity with the enemy, and the enemy may have guessed that we are here. Probably come to us for revenge! If I'm out of luck, you must remember what I just told you. ”

The mountain eagle scolded in a low voice in the heavy rain: "Your father is your father, you take care of it yourself!" I'm not obligated, you know what I mean? You want you to live, if you want to fulfill your filial piety, you will live by yourself! ”

The mouse smiled sadly: "If you're not afraid of 10,000, you're afraid of what if!" Fuck, come on! Just tonight, Lao Tzu came to have a decisive battle. The mouse pulled the bolt as he spoke, his face was confused, and he had a bad premonition about the enemy's bombardment tonight.

"Mountain carving, did you hear me?" In the heavy rain, the mouse asked again.

The mountain carving was impatient: "Don't ****** rambling, it'll be fine." You are the ancestor of the rats, and they will not do anything to you. Looking ahead, he shoots his puppy at the slightest movement. ”

"I know, I don't need to say it. I mean, if I'm going to see Marx, you're going to take care of my family! The rat was repeating his worries again, and it seemed a little verbose.

But this time their squad leader didn't scold him, the mountain eagle looked at him, his heart softened, and he no longer raised the bar, but nodded: "If that's the case, I will." Don't worry! ”

The mouse immediately cried and mourned: "Mountain carving, it's definitely good if you don't want to be like this, it makes me feel like I'm really going to be glorious." It's coming, it's really coming. Enemies, a lot of enemies. ”

In the lightning, he saw the enemy coming up in a dense manner.

"Hold on, hold down! You go over there, go to Sentry Number Three, and increase their firepower. The mountain carving said.

But where is the enemy, the mountain eagle does not see.

The rain hit the stones around them, and in the light of the lightning, there were big white dots. It's like a bullet, shot down from the sky, and it also has obvious force on the body, and it hurts.

The rat stepped on the water in the trench with a gun, and passed it one foot at a time and one foot at a low foot. This time there was a deep, deep water in the trench under his feet, and it seemed that there had never been such a deep water, and when the mouse was in the past, his heart suddenly became calm, and he no longer thought about anything.

Some things will always come, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and a disaster cannot be avoided. They believed in this at the front. Maybe they didn't believe in anything before, only the weapons in their hands, but the more they went later, the more they found that everything was fate, as if it had already been predestined, and God had already arranged it.

In the night sky, there was a dazzling explosion of cannonballs in the lightning and thunder, and the flames were full of light. Mr. Cannon Eye below kept reporting the data, and Wang Zongbao shouted in the military blanket for a while, showed his head, listened to the revised data, and then hid in and shouted for a while.

After more than ten minutes, the enemy's firepower had significantly weakened. The heavy artillery in the rear was directed towards the enemy's firing position, and a huge fire rose behind the hill, which could be seen especially clearly in the telescope, because the light was particularly bright.

"I'm here, and the mountain eagle asked me to come and help you!" In the midst of lightning, the rat bent down and came to the third sentry position, occupying a shooting hole.

Then he said, "******, it's raining so much tonight! I just saw the enemy coming up. ”

"The rain was very heavy. Did you say you saw the enemy just now? We don't have much movement here. Go back, rat, we can handle it here. A comrade-in-arms next to the mouse said.