So he turned back to look at the commanding heights of Guangji Ridge, still like just now, it was very vague, and even his two comrades-in-arms couldn't see it.

Trying to move forward, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a little inexplicably nervous.

It's not good, he wants to leave and find a new position. It's not an idea to wait here, it's all over the rocks, uncovered, completely exposed, and insecure.

And to watch the enemy in the sentry shed below, it is not okay not to stay here.

At this time, the wind was too strong, and the sound of shaking leaves was everywhere. The lightning over the treetops in the distance seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, and it seemed to be close together, and more and more raindrops were falling.

The night sky also seems to be getting darker, and it looks like the rain is really coming down this way.

"Fuck! It's getting bad weather again......"

He thought helplessly, and after a while he heard a dull thunder. It wasn't very clear, but it sounded powerful.

Suspiciously, it is difficult to tell whether it was thunder or cannonball.

"Fuck it!" He cursed again in his heart for no reason.

There was no reason for this, it was likely that he was just trying to find some reason for himself not to feel lonely and helpless.

The enemy in the sentry shed below did not seem to be disturbed by the impending heavy rain, and it was still the same as before, and there was nothing special about it.

That's good, he's relieved.

After exhaling, he raised his eyes and saw that there seemed to be a vague figure coming from the edge of the cliff in front of him, so he quickly looked through his binoculars and found that it was his own.

Not an enemy, he breathed a sigh of relief. I saw him suddenly bent over, holding a gun in one hand, and looking at him while trotting.

Moving forward was frightened by this unexpected action, could it be that there was an enemy behind him? He quickly glanced back behind him, but found nothing. He hurried to look at the opposite cliff, and saw that the comrade had quickly fallen down on a smooth stone slab, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at this side, aiming at his position.

What is he going to do? It was a combat move, and he was really frightened, and quickly looked behind him.

There is no situation, and there is not a single ghost behind him.

Could it be that there is something wrong with me?

Judging by this, he suddenly heard the touch of something on the rocks below, although it was very faint, almost muffled by the wind, but he heard it clearly, and he believed that his hearing should not deceive him.

It was supposed to be the unique sound of some kind of metal hitting a rock.

Forward you heard it right, and I'm sure the sound was artificial. That is, there is someone down there! Judging by the combat movements of his own people on the opposite side, the enemy is just below him, and the distance should not be very far.

He subconsciously pushed the gun out of his hand and placed it on the rock in front of him. Before he could get around, suddenly a gunshot rang out in front of him, and the sudden dull sound of machine guns rang out under the cliff on this side.

It was the enemy's secret post in the cave diagonally opposite him that had discovered the situation, and the drum-mounted light machine gun was speaking, firing frantically, and the sound of the sound coming up this side of the ridge made people's hearts tighten.

The unique strafing sound of anti-aircraft machine guns was also heard from the position on the side of the hill diagonally opposite, the bullets chirping strangely, and the kind of splintering sound made by hitting the rocks at close range was also very harsh, and it was particularly distinct.

Sentinel Shelter!

The enemy in the sentry hut will surely rush over to reinforce them. He quickly raised his head and straightened the gun in his hand. He glanced at the open space in front of him, and then stared closely at the sentry booth below.

In the blur, the two enemies rushed out first, and were running into the open field inside.

He waited forward, but he didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly fired down, and fired two short shots. The enemy threw himself down, and one died motionless in the grass.

The other was still climbing, and quickly rolled to the left, trying to avoid the cliff.

Moving forward, he snapped his finger forward, and several bullet casings jumped and landed on the rocks. At the same time, under the cliff in front of him, there were a few screams, as if someone had been shot and fell.

Before he could pay attention, an enemy soldier in the sentry shed opened fire from the firing port and fired fiercely, and the bullets from the drum-type light machine gun rained down on the edge of the rock on his side, and sparks flew out.

A number of bullets flew overhead and hit the rocks protruding behind them.

Rushing forward to the gun's fireworks, he fired another shuttle, suppressed the enemy's fire, and quickly retracted.

He put the gun down and took out the grenade.

The front was fiercely fired, and the gunfire had already become a large area.

Suddenly, a violent explosion of a grenade shook the ridge here, presumably from a cluster grenade, and a light flashed in the open area.

Before the smoke cleared, the captain of the main attack and his soldiers jumped from the rocks, turned and fired and rushed into the cave. It was pitch black, nothing could be seen, and it was difficult to breathe in the smoke.

Several enemy soldiers inside were all killed by the violent explosion just now, and they managed to capture the cave.

The situation here was tense as he went, and the enemy's fire in the sentry hut did not speak again, but he could not hide like this, and he raised his head again to observe it, regardless of the danger.

Suddenly, fireworks flashed from the port where the fire had just been fired, and the enemy fired a dense barrage of bullets upwards. Fortunately, the enemy was at that angle, and as long as he didn't stand up, he couldn't be killed well.

He bit off the tab with his teeth, and threw the grenade with a flick of his hand.

The grenade fuse burned, and it fell down in a parabola, impartially, and landed right on the side of the enemy's fire in the sentry shed.

I heard a bang and an explosion, and a ball of fire was raised.

Although it was very close, the sound of the explosion coming from the valley below seemed strange and dull, like the thunder rolling by in the sky at this time.

The rain came as soon as it was said, and with the rolling thunder, the bean-sized raindrops fell mercilessly.

Lightning flashed, and thunder exploded.

All of a sudden, it rained so hard that the weather became unusually bad. In the lightning, I saw that an enemy soldier had run to a distance of twenty meters from the sentry hut and was rushing forward to join the battle. When did this guy get out of the sentry shed, he didn't know when he was heading forward, and he wouldn't have noticed it if it weren't for this lightning.

He was about to shoot, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed another enemy in the grass under the cliff on the right. The two of them held their guns and rushed to the open area in front of them, one after the other.

Forward, he threw a shuttle into the enemy a little ahead, and the lightning went out, and he saw no one falling.