Chapter 161: Counting is Counting

I lay motionless on my position, looking at the surface of the signal boards at the foot of the mountain, although there was nothing unusual, but my heart was very anxious. The other fighters on the battlefield were unaware of the impending crisis, so they continued as usual, each with their guns raised and focused on the enemy, ready to deal a blow to the enemy who rushed up.

The U.S. troops advanced halfway up the mountain, and with an order, they stopped. Some of them set up machine guns on the slope, some looked for cover, and some lay on the ground, took out sapper shovels and began to build foxholes.

The soldiers couldn't help but feel a little strange when they looked at the US military like this, and when they looked at each other, they didn't know what these Yankees were doing!

"Yankees are scared?" Miao Huaizhi asked suspiciously: "Are you afraid of our bayonets!" Feelings don't even dare to charge now? ”

"Where?" Gao Yongxiang couldn't help but joke when he heard it: "According to my thoughts!" Yankee, this is afraid of the voice of the platoon commander Miao! ”

There was a coax, and the soldiers all burst out laughing. Soldiers who have slept in the same pit as Miao Huaizhi know that when Miao Huaizhi's eyes are closed, the snoring sound can be earth-shattering, and it is almost like the sound of beating outside the tunnel.

"Platoon Commander Gao is right!" Some soldiers answered: "Platoon Commander Miao, you can sleep beautifully, so that you can save some *** for our artillery troops!" ”

"If it really works...... You, you think Lao Tzu is unwilling! Of course, Miao Huaizhi also knew about his 'problem', and at this time, he was teased by the soldiers, and his face was as red as a pig's liver, which only made the soldiers laugh.

Only I didn't laugh, because only I know why the US military stopped. Of course, they were not afraid of our bayonets, of course, they were probably afraid. But they didn't stop for this reason, they waited for the fighters, and waited for the fighters to come and cooperate with them......

I don't know what to do with this ground-air coordination of theirs. The 187th Airborne Regiment is an airborne unit, and moreover, it is an 'elite' airborne unit, and its mission in peacetime is to attack important military targets deep behind enemy lines. Under such circumstances, if they want to achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost, it is indispensable to cooperate with the air force.

In other words, ground-air cooperation may be as normal for the 187th Airborne Regiment as it is for us to '' and take the right steps. So I believe they can work well together and work very well. I don't want to believe this, but I have to admit it!

"Silence, silence! Get ready for battle! "While the soldiers were laughing, Li Baocheng on the No. 10 position seemed to see that my 'look' was a little wrong, so he immediately stopped the soldiers. The position suddenly fell silent again, and the soldiers all put away their smiles and jokes, and concentrated all their 'fine' forces on the busy American troops halfway up the mountain.

"Chief of Staff!" Li Baocheng bent on his waist, ran to the No. 9 position where I was in three steps and two steps, and then lay down beside me and said, "Is there something wrong?" Are the American devils trying to cheat? ”

"It's not!" I shook my head, looked up in the direction of the signal board, and said, "See?" Those are signal boards, for command planes! ”

"Hmm!" Hearing this, Li Baocheng couldn't help but raise the telescope and look in the direction I said, and after a while, he put down the telescope, frowned, and said, "What does the chief of staff mean...... The U.S. military still wants to engage in the puppet Ninth Division? Bomb us with planes? Shall we just hide in the tunnel? ”

"It won't be that simple!" I shook my head and said: "The signal flare of the pseudo-Ninth Division is nothing more than a target for the aircraft, while the signal board can command the aircraft and achieve a high degree of coordination between the air force and the infantry. ”

"A high degree of coordination between the air force and the infantry!" Li Baocheng is a smart man, and when he heard me say this, he quickly understood, and his face couldn't help but change, and he raised his binoculars again to observe the enemy seriously.

"The Chief of Staff is right!" Li Baocheng nodded while observing: "The U.S. military is building fortifications halfway up the mountain, one is to wait for the plane, and the other is worried about being 'affected' by the bombs dropped on the plane. So to speak, when they are almost done, it will be time for the enemy planes to come! ”

"Hmm!" I couldn't help but nod and agreed with Li Baocheng's analysis.

Li Baocheng put down the binoculars, lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and said to me: "Chief of Staff, I have a way to deal with this coordination of the enemy!" ”

"Oh? Tell me about it! "I couldn't help but be surprised.

"According to my thoughts......" Li Baocheng hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "This coordination of the enemy should be like this. Knowing that there was no one at our hilltop position, they charged with infantry, and if there were any, they bombed with aircraft. Therefore, the hilltop position must not be empty, because if there is no one, they can easily occupy the position......"

"You mean ......"

"That's right!" Li Baocheng nodded: "At all times, we must at least ensure that there is at least one person in each position, even if we have to face the bombing of enemy aircraft." In this way, it can create the illusion that there are people holding the position on the enemy, so that the enemy will never dare to charge with confidence, so that they cannot easily occupy the position of our army. As soon as they stop and the bombardment of the planes passes, the troops in our tunnels can be replenished immediately! ”

Listening to Li Baocheng's words, my heart couldn't help but sink. It's not that I've never thought of this method, it's actually the simplest, most straightforward and most effective method. Only one person was assigned to each position, so it was very scattered among each other. Although the strength is small, if each person is allocated a 'strong' machine gun and a few grenades, they can still stop the US army for a while. In this way, there will be no problem of the US troops easily occupying positions, and because the number of people is small and scattered, even the bombing of aircraft cannot kill them all.

But...... Who will hold the position? There are a total of fourteen positions on the 597.9 heights, and in addition to the second-line positions, there are ten positions that need to be manned, which means that ten soldiers are needed. These 10 fighters not only had to temporarily withstand the enemy's attack, but also had to face the overwhelming bombardment of enemy planes......

"Give the order! Chief of staff! Seeing that my face 'revealed' an unbearable look, Li Baocheng couldn't help urging: "I don't want to do this either, but now there is no other way!" ”

"Hmm!" I nodded helplessly.

I know that what Li Baocheng said is right, we really have no other way now, we can only use human lives to fight and top. This is a very common thing in the volunteer army, and I believe that the soldiers will be happy to do it, and no one will refuse such a task, but I can't be ruthless.

Seeing that I agreed, Li Baocheng turned his head and was about to make arrangements, but was stopped by me: "Don't arrange it for the time being, order the soldiers to get ready, listen to my orders, let's let the US army taste the hardships first!" ”

Li Baocheng looked at me suspiciously, wanted to ask something but didn't ask, hesitated for a while, nodded resolutely and obeyed the order.

Obedience to orders is the discipline of the volunteer army. But obeying orders without asking why, is a kind of trust. A trust that I can do well and that I can do it. Because Li Baocheng, as the company commander of an ace unit, is also the company commander of the main force on the top of the mountain, he is fully qualified to ask me why I did this at this time, but he didn't ask anything.

Gradually, the roar of the plane came from the air, louder and louder, more and more obvious.

I held the binoculars in the direction of the signal board and watched quietly, without ordering the fighters to 'shoot' or for them to withdraw to the tunnel. I'm waiting, waiting for the reaction of the US military......

Since the US military wants to achieve coordination with the Air Force, it will inevitably use signal boards to transmit information to enemy planes in the air, and if it wants to transmit information, it will inevitably change the orientation and arrangement of the signal boards. Although I don't know what the orientation and arrangement is, I do know that if they want to convey a different message, they must use a different arrangement.

Sure enough, just a moment later, I faintly saw several American soldiers running back and forth in the smoke and dust in a hurry. They were obviously very familiar with the placements, and they didn't know how many times they had been trained, so they worked well with each other, and it took less than a minute to set them up.

I believe that the message they are going to convey this time is the direction and distance of the bombing.

So I immediately raised my hand and deliberately shouted to the fighters: "Comrades! Yankee's plane is coming! All withdrew to the pit ......"

The fighters were all confused by my exaggerated expressions and voices. It is said that on this battlefield, the order to withdraw to the tunnel will be worried that the enemy will hear it and let them take advantage of it, so most of them give orders in a whisper for the soldiers to pass on by word of mouth, even if our enemy is the US army, how can there be a shouting like me......

Although the soldiers had doubts in their hearts, they carried out the order out of discipline and trust in me, so they all put away their weapons and retreated in the direction of the mouth of the tunnel.

I took the fighters and ran a few steps towards the anticline, and when I looked back and saw that the enemy was already out of sight, I immediately ordered: "Pass the order, hide in place, prepare for battle, and prepare to enter the position!" ”

"Yes! Hide in place and be ready for battle......"

Orders were passed down one after another among the soldiers, and the soldiers were like a skeleton that had been pushed down, and the "...... and " fell down on their positions and hid themselves.

I turned around and lay on the ground, crawled some distance, and came to Position Nine again. He took out the black 'colored' silk scarf in his pocket and 'covered' the telescope, and then carefully poked it out.

In fact, in the smoke and dust of the 597.9 heights, even if I don't 'cover' the telescope with a silk scarf, I don't think the enemy will be able to find it. When I can't take this risk, once the enemy finds out that this is my "trick", this trick will not work!

Yes, I deliberately made that set just now for the US military to see! Sometimes I wonder if this would be too much for the Yankees to find out about something and not be fooled. But I think it's worth trying, because it doesn't seem to have much to lose to our army.

If the U.S. military were fooled, they would inevitably change the orientation of the signal board and tell the planes not to bomb, and then the U.S. troops halfway up the mountain would charge, and then I would be able to get the soldiers up. On the other hand, if they are not fooled, they will not move, and then I still have time to order the fighters to quickly withdraw to the tunnel.

Of course, the only danger is that I, the chief of staff, are too far away from the tunnels to escape from the bombing range of enemy aircraft......

I held my binoculars nervously at the signal board at the foot of the mountain.

No movement, still no movement......

If there is no movement, it means that their planes are going to bomb? I can't help but be puzzled, could it be that these Yankees have already thoroughly studied our Sun Tzu's Art of War? Know I'm cheating?

Finally, just as I was about to lose my breath and order the soldiers to withdraw to the tunnel, the signal board of the American army moved, and then the American troops halfway up the mountain also moved...... Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the Yankees still haven't felt the broad 'essence' and long-standing culture of our Chinese nation!

Thinking about it, I didn't dare to be slow, and beckoned to the correspondent behind me, and the correspondent crawled to my side in two clicks.

"Pass the order on!" I ordered: "Order the soldiers to enter the position and prepare for battle, but do not let the enemy find out, do not stick the barrel of the gun out, calm down and listen to my orders!" ”

"Yes!" The correspondent answered, and immediately crawled to the rear.

In a short time the soldiers climbed into the position one by one, and by this time they might have understood my intentions, and they all did according to my orders, loaded their guns, uncovered their grenades, and hid in their positions without making their heads.

Look at the U.S. military, good guys, groups are rushing to our positions. At first, he was cautious, but seeing that the people in front of him were all right, and no one resisted, he became more and more relieved and bold, and all of them rushed towards our army's position with their guns stolen. There was no mutual cover, there was no formation, and many American troops even bent their waists, like a group of hungry ghosts grabbing a large piece of 'fat' and 'meat' on the top of the mountain!

There were a few strange howls of "......", and several enemy planes flew over our heads, and sure enough, no bombs were dropped.

In fact, this worry is completely unnecessary, and the moment the American army began to charge, it was already told that it would not drop bombs. Otherwise, the casualties of the US military would be much greater than ours when this *** bomb was dropped!

So I turned my attention to the American troops who were charging at us, and they still didn't notice an ambush on the ground. In fact, they couldn't find it, because we were at the top of the mountain, and we were all lying on the ground, and they wouldn't know if someone gave them the middle finger.

At this point, I suddenly felt a little funny, because I had never thought that I could also ambush in such a situation.

Closer, closer!

Maybe they were worried that the grenades would roll back and blow themselves up, maybe they believed that there would be no one on the top of the mountain, or maybe they were afraid that the volunteers in the tunnel would rush to the position in a hurry, so they didn't throw the grenades even if they ran close enough, and still rushed towards our position with guns in hand. As the area of the top of the mountain became smaller and smaller, their formation became denser and denser, and in the end, almost all of them were huddled together with their front feet touching their back feet!

"Hit!" Seeing that the time was almost up, I shouted and threw a grenade at the enemy, which I had already prepared.

The fighters were not slow to move, they had been preparing for this moment for a long time, and as soon as they heard my order, they immediately leaned out and threw rows of grenades, explosives, and blasting canisters at the enemy, and some of them even pushed down "wooden mines." The machine gunners and submachine gunners suddenly took their guns out of their positions and swept them at the enemy......

Suddenly, gunshots, explosions, and screams rang out.

The bullets were fired in rows, blocking the momentum of the US army's advance at the first time. At this time, the U.S. troops were so crowded that they didn't even have room to lie down, but because everyone on them was wearing body armor, there were not many casualties on them. But unfortunately, at this time, the grenades and explosives "packets" thrown by the fighters rang off......

A dark red 'colored' smoke rose from the position in an instant. The reason why it is dark red is because the smoke is already filled with the blood of the American soldiers, and the red 'colored' blood is mixed with the charred soil, and it becomes dark red. Although I didn't study art, I still think that this is the most beautiful color in the world that the soldiers have personally matched......

Everywhere the explosions sounded, the corpses of the US soldiers were thrown into the air one by one, and the stumps and severed arms flew in all directions, and even because they were very close to us, many corpses and organs flew into our positions. This part of the U.S. troops was quite lucky, because they finally "attacked" our position as they wished, although it may have been just a hand or a 'leg'!

I believe that many U.S. troops were not killed, and although the power of the explosives was great, everyone in the U.S. military wore body armor, and it was very dense, which spared the relatively backward U.S. troops. However, it is very helpless that they will also be thrown high by the impact 'wave' of the bomb, and the slope is very steep, so when they land, they are already flying dozens of meters in the air.

So they weren't blown up, they were killed. Body armor can protect against bullets and shrugged to a certain extent, but it can't prevent falling from a high altitude...... So I just thought, as an airborne division, they will regret not carrying a parachute when they are in the air!

Looking further back, the U.S. troops, who were originally lined up in a dense formation, were pushed back by a powerful giant hand, and were pushed by the impact 'wave' of the bomb. Many U.S. troops were so shocked that they rolled to the foot of the mountain, and most of them were stacked on top of each other in a chaotic manner, squeezing and pushing each other, making it difficult to get up, let alone raise their guns to fight back.

But they also don't seem to have the need to get up, because ...... The fighters soon threw grenades into the stacked sea of people...