Chapter Thirty-Three: The Quiet Battlefield

"Hit!"

This time, there were fewer guns and more grenades, which should be said to say that there were more artillery shells, and now the soldiers can only use those mortar shells. But then again, these mortar shells are really much more powerful than hand slot shells. One drop is no different from a mortar smashing a shot there, the disadvantage is that the shell is heavier than a grenade, and it doesn't have a wooden handle to throw far, but the geographical advantage helps us solve this problem well. On the top of this mountain, because of the difference in height, the warriors only need to throw hard. You can drop a cannonball forty or fifty meters.

As a result, the sonorous sound of knocking stones on the position was incessant, and under the position there was a burst of explosions, as if there were more than a dozen 'mortars' bombarding the position, and it seemed that the soldiers were throwing faster and more accurate than the real guns.

It takes at least 'time' to aim with a mortar, and the aim is not necessarily accurate, but throwing it with hand means throwing it wherever you see someone, plus the soldiers have all been throwing bombs from pitchers since they joined the army, so it is also very easy to throw mortar shells. I saw that the shells flew straight to the enemy as if they had eyes. Every shell can blow up several puppet soldiers into the sky. Only the explosion caused the puppet army to scream, and they couldn't move forward for half a day.

The anti-aircraft machine guns were also placed in a constructed position by the fighters, constantly spitting out tongues of fire at the enemy.

The previous machine-gun positions were constructed by the American army. It is mainly used to control the direction of the anticline, and there is basically no cover for the side and rear, so there is a phenomenon of being suppressed by the heavy machine guns on the puppet army tank. At this point, the machine gun built cover in the other direction, and soon the superiority of the condescending position was once again manifested. The volunteer soldiers only need to show their eyes with half of their heads out at most, such a small area is very successful in the dark night, but the machine gunners on the puppet army tanks must poke out their upper bodies. So a few bullets whizzed away. The machine guns on the tanks were no longer silent.

Then the high-altitude 'firing' machine gun fired rows of bullets again, so that the puppet army that was attacking upwards could not raise their heads, and occasionally a few people leaned out to attack upwards. But before he could stand up straight, he was beaten to the ancient flying sword, at the foot of the mountain,,

But the victory of the puppet army lies in the number of people, and it is attacking us on both sides. Our army has only one 'high-firing' machine gun, and it is conceivable that it is not possible to take care of that side if we take care of this side, so the danger still comes from the anti-slope plane that is not defended by anti-aircraft 'shooting' machine guns. Although the soldiers kept dropping the shells one after another, but; A dozen people on both sides of the point. There are only a dozen of them on each side. In any case, the firepower is still suspicious, so although the puppet army has suffered heavy casualties. But he still lay on the slope in the face of the explosion, slowly moving towards us in the dark, and from time to time he would raise his gun and shoot a shuttle of bullets at our position."

"6 Qiaoyu Bow" Dankou Han Korean: Kill! "The puppet army climbed up the inclined plane to a certain distance, and with a loud roar, they rushed towards us with their bayonets.

The soldiers hurriedly threw rows of cannonballs at them, and only to hear a roar, dozens of puppet soldiers were blown into the sky. Once again, the puppet army was overwhelmed by our barrage. But the enemy took advantage of the smoke of the explosion to 'push' on us a little more. Now it's just over twenty meters away. At this distance we can see the enemy running without even flares, we can see them, they can too, and if we flare at them, it will undoubtedly put ourselves in the light.

It was a dangerous distance, and it seemed that they could rush up with just a volley of grenades at us and another charge. The volunteer soldiers, who were also people who had fought for decades, of course realized the danger, so they hurriedly threw a volley of shells again.

"Boom," the shells splashed mud everywhere, and many enemies lying on the ground were blown up into the sky. We immediately faced a lot less of a threat, but I knew it. The bomb could not kill all the enemies lying on the ground, and there would definitely be a few puppet soldiers lying in the pile of corpses waiting for an opportunity, or holding guns and waiting for the volunteer soldiers to lean out and throw grenades.

So without saying a word, I threw out a shell, ran a few steps to the side, changed positions, and slowly stretched out my sniper rifle from a rock.

At this point, I could clearly see the open space in front of the position, but it was only then that I realized that sometimes the scope on the sniper rifle can also become a burden, because there is actually not much difference whether there is a scope or not at a distance of more than 20 meters, but the field of vision will be limited by the scope.

The smoke of the shells has not yet dissipated, although it is only about 20 meters, and the other party can cough at this distance, but in the dark. And it's in piles

%, Wan'er, corpse, there is no way to find out which is alive and which is dead. "It's different if you don't know if you have an action",

So I waited quietly with my rifle in hand.

Slowly, slowly!

The sound of gunfire and explosions left me The charge of the puppet army was excluded by me, and the movements of the volunteer soldiers were also ignored by me.

In my eyes, there was only this buffer area more than ten meters long and wide, a buffer ground full of dead bodies and dangers.

I feel like a frog right now. It is blind to something that does not move, and once a prey moves, it will quickly stick out its tongue and swallow it into its stomach.

"Bang!" A bang.

One of the puppet soldiers leaned slightly, as if he wanted to reach out and pick up the grenade on his shoulder. But at the moment he moved, his helmeted head was slightly raised. It's just a little bit, but it's enough for me to 'shoot' a bullet into his skull.

There was no blood, and there were no screams.

The blood was muffled by the helmet, the screams were muffled by the sound of explosions, and only the faint sound of gold and iron 'clashes' could be heard. I knew it was the sound of a bullet colliding with a helmet. On this battlefield, this sound is so insignificant, but who would know, it is such an insignificant sound. But with the end of a life.

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I'm ***, if I didn't kill you. You will throw a grenade at our position. That grenade will take the lives of several volunteer soldiers, and even 'disrupt' the soldiers' positions, so that the puppet army will rush to the flails.

"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out.

A puppet soldier stealthily stretched out his submachine gun. Slowly resting on the corpses of his comrades, he thought no one would notice them, so he cautiously poked his head out. By the time his eyes were 'exposed' to see our position, his forehead was completely *** under my gun. So a bullet came out of the chamber,

This time, the bullet didn't pass through the helmet but hit him directly in the head. The moment he lost his life and lowered his head feebly, I saw his head burst bright red in his helmet, like a watermelon smashed into an iron bucket.

I'm ***, if I didn't kill you, the submachine gun in your hand would be enough to kill a few volunteer soldiers, and cover the other puppet soldiers to rush up, and those puppet troops may have rushed to the position before you ran out of bullets.

"Bang!" Gunfire resumed.

The puppet soldier was wounded by shrapnel that flew 'indiscriminately'. Please let out a shiver of pain. So, without thinking, I 'fired' a bullet and ended his life.

This time, I found myself unable to find any reason, if any, to kill him. That's the potential threat he poses to our positions! But I soon discovered that this applied to all the enemies in front of me.

Maybe "I don't need to find any reason to kill them at all, because you don't need a reason to kill an opponent on the battlefield."

It was then that I realized that I, who had once disregarded the lives of my enemies and even my own, had become sympathetic to the lives of my enemies again.

When I first entered the battlefield, I couldn't bear to kill people, and after killing more people, I became numb, and I killed more people. If you are numb, you will become bored, and you will start to be unable to bear to kill again.

It's like a painter who kills people without blinking, and one day he will get tired of killing people and put down his butcher knife. But. Can I put it down?

The gunfire was still roaring, and the screams were still ongoing. Only the clearing in front of me fell silent.

I know there are living enemies in this. But they seemed to sense the presence of me, a sniper, so they didn't dare to move. If they don't move, there's no way for me, the "frog", to find them.

Although this made me a little helpless, at least I was able to suppress these enemies and relieve the potential danger of our position.

After a long stalemate, this part of the area seemed to be separated from the entire battlefield. But soon this stalemate was broken by two puppet soldiers who broke up regardless of life and death.

I don't know if these two puppet soldiers inherited the "bravery" of the Japanese army or were really overwhelmed by shells. They raised their bayonets and broke away from their large forces and rushed up frantically, but they were lucky enough to break through the barrage without being blown down, so their appearance shattered the tranquility of our local battlefield.

"Bang bang!" Two shots, I didn't hesitate to raise my gun and knock the two puppet soldiers to the ground. Any enemy who can break into the area under my control is very dangerous, and any action by them may cause irreparable casualties or even the collapse of our army, and I cannot give them this opportunity."

But almost at the same time as I 'shot' the two puppeteers. Not far in front of me, a dark shadow suddenly appeared, and he threw two hand games at the place where I was hiding with lightning speed.