The fog lifted.

The sudden shelling of the enemy also stopped. Moving forward, he gently crawled out of the bushes at the edge of the crater, and looked around for cover while keeping an eye on the enemy troops in front of him who had searched for them.

I don't know if the company is advancing too fast, or if it has been completely dispersed, and now there is not a single person of his own around him.

He was left alone, caught in the enemy's intertwined position.

However, there must have been people scattered nearby, and he did not dare to shout and say hello, and he suddenly became very frightened and frightened when he saw the enemies scattered in formation and searched for them.

Fortunately, although he was flustered at this moment, he still remembered the way to deal with this situation during the battle training, so he quickly lay down on a big rock next to him, lowered his posture to the ground, and crawled past.

He wanted to use it as a cover, and if he could fight, he wouldn't be directly exposed to the opponent's fire.

Everywhere there were blown logs, broken guns, corpse stumps, and unburned scorched grass, and he walked forward alone to see where the enemy was coming, and quickly crawled over one of his severed hands, trying to get the automatic rifle of a fallen comrade over there first.

If you don't get that gun, you move forward and feel like you're going to die.

The rifle was still on the other's back, silently motionless.

A week before the war, the company commander brought him a sniper rifle and an instruction manual to familiarize him with the essentials of shooting. It's a fucking decision! Originally, they did not pay attention to sniper tactics at all, and it was the first time that the officers and men of the company had seen this kind of gun with binoculars.

Time was too short, no one wanted to take over such a thing that they were not familiar with at all, and before the battle, everyone only believed in the familiar weapon with which they had established a tacit understanding. In particular, they only hope that they have automatic repeating rifles in their hands, and it is the king to be able to suppress the enemy's continuous firepower.

But the company commander gave him, a recruit, that is to say, in the subtropical mountains and jungles, there is no rarity and expectation that this gun can play much role.

When the battle began, the seventeen-year-old Xiang Qianqian became the only sniper in the company from an ordinary rifleman, and was ordered to follow a long platoon closely.

Now one-on-five, the sniper rifle firepower is obviously at a loss, and he needs to sweep away a large area of melee suppression weapons.

It was a mess that had been subjected to frenzied shelling and strafing that had killed many people, and there was a lot of blood stained on the front of the shirt as he crawled forward to get the automatic rifle.

When his elbows moved his body quickly on the ground, he kept touching the minced flesh and had to press over them, and at this time he couldn't care so much, he had nothing but the fear and fear of encountering the enemy on the battlefield.

Fortunately, it was very smooth, and there was no mine to climb over and no discovery was given to the other party.

After getting the weapon and magazine, I was greatly relieved to move forward, and my courage was also strong. He quickly turned around and continued to crawl forward to the boulder, where there was a bush and grass to hide.

As soon as he hid himself, he immediately turned his gun and aimed at the enemy.

The distance between the two was only about fifty meters, and the battle was about to begin, so he was so nervous that he shook the old genius to put the safety of the automatic rifle in a burst state.

It is important to shoot first, but there are enemy troops everywhere, and the sound of gunfire will undoubtedly attract more enemies. Lying on the ground like this, his palms were full of sweat, and he didn't know where to rub it. Especially poor breathing and a strong heartbeat.

The fog was so great just now that I couldn't see a human figure a few meters away. When the enemy launched a sudden artillery attack, the marching ranks were instantly disorganized.

A shell fell five meters in front of him, and the three comrades who rushed in front of him all fell with the sound of the explosion, and they didn't snort much.

At that moment, he didn't rejoice, let alone any superfluous thoughts, but immediately lay down and crawled into the bushes by the crater that had just been blown up.

At that time, their wartime reinforced company was passing through the front line of the enemy's position here, quickly penetrating behind the enemy's rear, and everyone was so tired that they couldn't breathe. It is estimated that the observation post of the enemy army on the top of the hill played a role, and after hearing the abnormal noise, a ghost scream, and the sound of gunfire immediately rang out in the bunker next to it.

As the tracer bullets were pointed, the shelling began. No one knew where the guns were coming from, and there were people falling all around, interspersed with the screams of wounded soldiers as they lost their minds.

Moving forward, I clearly saw that the water in the depression in front of me was red, and there was a seriously wounded man lying next to him, screaming again and again: "Company commander, save me - my leg!" My leg is missing—"

In the dense fog at dawn, everyone was scattered to find shelter in the terrain, and the figure was scurrying around in the flash, and no one could take care of him. He shouted hoarsely and in pain, which undoubtedly increased everyone's fear and panic.

The deputy battalion commander in front of him was crying and shouting at the hygienist: "Hygienist, hygienist!" The deputy battalion commander is seriously injured, come and save him, save him! ”

The deputy battalion commander's chest was bleeding like water bursting from the embankment, and the correspondent knelt on the ground, reaching out to hold down the wound on his chest, while looking up to the sky and crying and screaming, shouting to the hygienist until his voice changed tone.

The meditator was behind, leaving behind a wounded man who had just been rescued, and two soldiers hurried over.

No sooner had they passed through the bushes that were hiding in their way forward when another shell hit the ground.

Forward, I watched as the two comrades fell, the pieces of clothes and flesh scattered, and one leg or hand flew out of the distance. The hygienist collapsed in the crater next to him, then cried and got up and rushed forward.

He had to go to the rescue of the deputy battalion commander.

The seriously wounded man in the depression in front of him was still crying and screaming loudly, and his voice was hoarse: "Company commander, save me!" The hygienist had to crouch down at him, bandage him quickly, and venture forward again.

The entire company was covered by enemy artillery fire, and the other side could not be seen, and blind fire would only hit their own people. In the confusion and fear, the soldiers began to get up and run, crying and screaming, I wonder if they had gone mad.

The blazing flames of the cannonballs were constantly flickering, the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air was strong and choking, and the black figures of the Grim Reaper were scattered everywhere, with teeth and claws.

Moving forward, there was no target to be found, and everyone was the same, and only the cry of the deputy battalion commander's correspondent was faintly heard in the sound of artillery fire, full of despair: "Hygienist, hygienist, where are you?" Hurry up, the deputy battalion commander is dying! Hygienist—"

Moving forward, I suddenly heard the voice of my platoon commander: "Company commander!" Company commander - the deputy battalion commander is no good, you give the order quickly, we will rush out! ”

The company commander didn't know where he was, but he replied loudly, and it was clearly heard in the gap between the artillery explosions: "Don't panic, everyone, listen to my orders, the front is blocked, follow me out of this valley!" ”

The company commander had just found a way out, but the soldiers who had ventured ahead were blown up by the mines. The company commander watched and shouted like a frenzy to the sappers to clear the mines, and told everyone to move closer to him at once.

There are screams all around, and if you continue to stay in this place, there will be more casualties, and it is a good choice to listen to the order to move closer to him, and maybe he can survive.

On the battlefield, there is no other choice but to obey orders.

Many people shouted, but the soldiers who got up and ran in a panic were hit again, and their bodies were thrown into the air, and the miserable situation was unbearable to witness.

Moving forward, he lay on his stomach and did not move, the enemy's artillery attack was too strong, the bullet blockade was intertwined, he couldn't move at all, and he didn't want to die in vain for the hit.

It was not until the shelling stopped and the fog cleared that he quietly appeared, and by this time his comrades had disappeared and did not know where they had gone.

Where should we go? He wasn't sure at all, but he had to rush out, he didn't want to die here.