Jia one hundred and twenty-eight chapter mat is eight companies

There were a few "sudden" sounds, and while I was dreaming of a thousand autumns, a few flares with a dazzling light suddenly rose in the darkness, and the soldiers who were charging forward in the smoke fell down in an instant. Then the gunshots rang out quickly, and bullets whizzed over our heads in patches!

I lay on the ground with my rifle in my hand and looked in the direction where the gunfire came from, several tongues of fire constantly 'shooting' at us in the layers of smoke. By the light of the flares, I looked through the scope in the direction where the gunfire was coming from, and saw that the gunfire was coming from Position 5 to the right of Position Zero. Bullets with the glow of fire rained down on us from three enemy strongholds.

Are there three pillboxes?

If it weren't for the pillboxes, it would not have been possible to withstand the bombardment of our artillery, so the first thing that came to my mind was reinforced concrete fortifications. But after observing in the smoke for a while, I realized that I was wrong.

In the middle is a pillbox, but next to the two are machine-gun forts made of sandbags.

The reaction of these US troops was so fast! This could not help but surprise me a little, at this time the shelling had just passed, and it was impossible for the machine fort to be "survived" in the midst of the shells in patches. down. So these machine gun forts must have been built by the US troops after the shelling by hiding in the bunkers. Looking at the two machine gun forts on both sides of the bunker, one on the left and one on the right, it is assumed that they should also be used to protect the bunkers.

It is indeed safe in the bunkers, especially the reinforced 'concrete' bunkers built by the US military, some of which are more than one meter thick, which can resist the high-intensity bombardment of our army. However, the only drawback is that the US troops hiding in the bunker do not have a wide field of vision, and there is also a unit that observes and 'shoots' at the dead end. This gives the opponent the opportunity to sneak up the bunker along these dead spots and then stuff grenades, blasters, and the like through the 'shot' holes to blow up the bunker.

Therefore, it is necessary to set up several machine gun forts outside the pillbox as a fire aid for the pillbox, especially at night when visibility is so low. The machine gun fort can make up for the lack of sight in the bunker.

I was surprised that we rushed up the hill from the tunnel in only seven or eight minutes as soon as the artillery fire began to stretch, and the Americans were able to build two machine gun forts in such a short period of time."

It's the Rangers!

I made this judgment very quickly, because I figured that only the Rangers could do that. If it were other American troops, no one would want to come out of the bunker and take cover in the machine gun fort.

I slowly raised my rifle and aimed it at the enemy at the machine gun fort, but the smoke was too thick. I couldn't see anything but tongues of fire from enemy machine guns.

A dozen or so machine guns, regardless of whether they saw anyone or not, swept vigorously at our position, and replaced them as soon as the bullets were finished, and the rows of bullets only hit the dust in front of our army's position as if a gust of wind was blowing towards us.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the flares turned from white to red, and then from red to black, Wang Liancai, the elder sister, gave an order, and a three-person demolition team jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the enemy's firepower fort. At the same time, several machine guns and mortars were also set up on the positions, and bullets and shells were fired at the enemy's fire fort one by one.

I did not move, nor did I interfere with my sister's orders. Because I know that as a platoon commander of the Eighth Company, he knows exactly what he has to do and how to do it, so this battlefield does not need my command at all. I just held up the gun in my hand and stared closely at a firepower fort on the right.

The demolition team was outflanked from the right flank, and Fort Sharp on the right was the most likely to spot them, and it was also the most likely to stop the fighters' path with fire.

"Teng!" At this time, several more flares rose into the sky, and although the three fighters who were rushing to the enemy's firing point had fallen to the ground in time, they were still discovered by the enemy's fire fort, and the two rows of machine gun bullets changed direction in an instant and hit the soldiers where they were lying down. "Bang". At that moment, my gunshot rang out.

At the moment when the enemy shifted to 'shoot' at the target, I saw what seemed to be moving in the darkness on the other side. Don't think about it. It must have been the action of the enemy's 'shooter' when he changed the direction of the machine gun, so I didn't hesitate to 'shoot' out of the gun chamber.

I knew I had hit, because at that moment the sound of the 'strong' machine gun had stopped abruptly. But instead of relaxing my monitoring of the target, I kept my eyes open in this direction.

The death of a machine gunner does not mean anything, after all, the battlefield is full of bullets and shrapnel. So at most, the U.S. military just thinks that this comrade-in-arms just died from a stray bullet, and if they think so, someone will soon come to replace the tip.

Sure enough, after a while, I noticed a dark figure moving again in the smoke, and my other bullet came out again.

I feel like a frog at this point, and a frog can only see moving things and not stationary prey. In the same way, in this dark background, if the American troops were to stand still, I would not see them small or would treat them as a stump."

I think if the U.S. military is smart. All they had to do was slow down, slowly climb up to the machine gun, and then slowly start the machine gun. Then I can't do anything about them

But they obviously didn't know it, and their oversized movements allowed me to find a target again, and I had another bullet missing from my chamber.

By the time I had eliminated the third enemy, the fire of the enemy's other machine gun fort was much smaller in an instant, and even one of the 'strong' machine guns was completely silent.

I guess that's the pressure a sniper puts on the enemy! After I managed to take out three 'shooters' in a machine-gun fort, the American troops must have realized my presence. They would then report the situation to their comrades through advanced communication equipment. Then the U.S. military would think that since the enemy's sniper killed his comrades in another machine-gun fort, then he must be able to use the same method against himself.

As a result, their 'shooters' will soon start to be timid, fearing that they will be targeted by enemy snipers.

Taking advantage of the fact that the U.S. troops had not yet recovered their strength, several soldiers of the demolition team suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed forward a few steps, and then threw out several black objects with lightning speed.

Only a few loud "booms" were heard, and the two machine-gun forts, including the pillbox in the middle, were instantly surrounded by a thick firelight.

Seeing this, I secretly said that the comrades of the Eighth Company are really powerful, at first I thought they were going to slowly blow up those machine gun forts one by one! I didn't expect it to be all over at once.

"Kill!" The fighters shouted and rushed up with the flare and smoke plugs from the explosion of the anti-tank grenade.

But then the gunshots rang out suddenly. The first to bear the brunt were the three fighters who had just blown up the bunker. After they finished dropping the bombs, they rushed forward first. But he was soon covered in blood by a volley of bullets, and lay weakly in a pool of blood. Then a few more flares illuminated the position in front of the pillbox, and the soldiers had no choice but to lie down again.

The bunker was not blown up, and I quickly realized it!

The enemy's pillboxes are simply too thick, and anti-tank grenades are simply helpless against it! Anti-tank grenades can't blow it up, so a very grim fact is in front of us. That is, we have to stuff a blaster or explosive bag through the enemy's machine gun firing hole!

What I want to get, Wang Liancai, the commander of the 2nd platoon, will also want to get. With his order, three more warriors 'stepped forward' and pounced on the enemy's pillbox. Unlike last time, this time the anti-tank grenades in their hands have been replaced with blasting canisters.

The U.S. military immediately spotted the three soldiers who rushed towards it, and one after another machine gun bullets immediately turned to them, and with a few miserable snorts, two soldiers immediately fell in a pool of blood. Only one astute warrior escaped the catastrophe by lying on the ground in time.

I raised my rifle and aimed it at the 'shooting' hole in the bunker, but quickly put it down reluctantly. This is already beyond my power. Although I am a sniper, I am still helpless against the American troops hiding behind the bunker.

Although the firepower could not hit the US troops hiding in the bunker, it still made those US soldiers panic and immediately transferred the 'shooting' direction to the side of our machine gun 'shooters'.

This gave the warrior the opportunity to get close to the enemy bunker, only to see him carrying a blaster in his hand, and suddenly leaping up and trotting a few steps while the enemy was not looking. Jumped into a crater and stopped for a while, then jumped up again and trotted again. Seeing that he was about to approach the enemy's bunker, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He only needs to run a few more steps to get to the enemy's bunker to kill the 'shot' corner, at which point he only needs to pull the blaster and shove it into the enemy's 'shot' hole to complete the mission.

But at this moment, there was a loud bang with him, and a cloud of scorched earth spread out in a radial 'shot' behind the warrior. The warrior's figure vanished into the dirt and smoke.

I couldn't help but feel guilty that this attack had failed. But as the smoke cleared, he was surprised to find the warrior crawling forward. It's just that it seems to be a lot slower. I hurriedly raised the rifle in my hand and looked in his direction through the scope, only to realize that his left 'leg' had been blown off at the knee.

But he didn't give up and still crawled forward unrelentingly. Blood spurted out like a fountain from the broken left leg, dragging a red path of blood behind him. This bloody path stung my eyes and shocked the warriors who were also looking at him.

"Hit". The elder sister, Wang Liancai, gritted her teeth and roared, directing the soldiers to constantly 'shoot' holes and 'shoot' at the enemy's pillboxes to attract the enemy's attention.

A little further, a little further, the warrior struggled to move forward in the darkness! In my scope, I could see that his body trembled with pain with every step he took forward, but he still stubbornly crawled and crawled.

Finally, he climbed directly under the bunker.

The soldiers invariably stopped 'shooting' at the enemy's bunker, because they knew that the bullets that 'shot' out at this time were likely to bounce back and injure the soldier when they hit the bunker. The soldiers of the whole platoon looked nervously at that soldier with a heart in their hearts, watching his every move!

He braced himself up with his hands and tried to stand up on one 'leg'. But the pain and blood loss had thrown him off balance, so much so that both times he was out of town, and when we were so nervous that we gritted our teeth, he slowly propped himself up with the blaster as a bunker. Then, before I could see it, he had already pulled on the blaster and plugged it through the 'shot' hole.

While the fighters are shouting loudly! I saw that the blaster was pushed out by the enemy again.

Finished!

Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, the soldier just now took so much effort and so long to stuff the blaster into the service, but was pushed out by the enemy. Now I don't think he has the stamina anymore and doesn't have time to stuff it back in.

But at this moment, something stunned happened, and the soldier didn't know where he got the courage to grab the smoking blaster. Like a completely uninjured person, he stood up suddenly, grabbed the blaster and went to the 'shooting' hole, but halfway through the plug, it was resisted by the American troops inside, and the blaster was deadlocked on the 'shooting' hole. The warrior roared, and simply pushed up with his 'breast'.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the bunker disappeared with him in the firelight.

The warriors shouted to kill and took advantage of the momentum to regain their positions.

I lay on the ground for a few seconds without thinking, and I didn't know where the warrior had the strength to stalemate with the enemy at the last moment. Obviously, he had broken a 'leg' and lost his balance, he had lost too much blood, and there must have been more than one American soldier in the enemy bunker pushing the blaster out. But even so, he managed to slip the blaster in!

Although we have to believe in science, there are really things in this world that cannot be explained by science.

This reminds me of the fact that an old 'milk' and 'milk' who have no power to tie the power of a 'chicken' can lift a car in order to save her grandson under the wheels, and a mother who has just returned from grocery shopping can rush forward at a sprint speed that exceeds the world record in order to catch her son who fell from the upper floor. But I can't understand the warrior just now, who is he for? And for what? What is it that allows him to exert such shocking power?

After a few seconds, I used my will to drag myself out of the shock, trying to focus my 'essence' on the battle in front of me. The battle is not over, we have only broken through one of the enemy's positions.

Our target is the No. 0 position, the No. 0 position is next to the No. 3 position of the main peak, as long as we take the No. 0 position, we can bully the platoon led by Li Baocheng to attack the No. 3 position of the main peak. And once the two of us platoons met in position three. If the third platoon succeeds in taking other positions, it can basically be said that it has successfully restored the surface position.

The fighters ran forward with their rifles in their hands for a while, and Position Zero was in front of them. But as I thought, the enemy had already prepared for this counterattack by our troops. The Rangers were not a rabble, and while we were attacking Position Five, the Americans had set up several machine-gun bunkers in front of the pillboxes at Position Zero.

As I was leaning behind a rock with my gun in my hand, I saw a demolition squad fall under the enemy's frantic 'fire' of machine-gun bullets.

The fighters' attack was so fast that I had only stopped for a moment before they had already launched an attack on Position Zero. And there was more than one attack, because I saw the bodies of six volunteer soldiers already lying in front of the position.

Wrong! Not six corpses, one alive!

Then I was stunned to find a bloody man crawling out of the pile of dead people. Apparently he was injured because he was crawling incoherently, but he was covered in blood and I couldn't tell where he was! The enemy's machine guns were constantly firing in his direction, and with a few flutters, a few more bullets hit him.

This time I could see clearly, it was a shot in his right arm! But he still crawled forward with his only remaining arm and two 'legs'. After a while, a few more bullets hit him, but he still stubbornly crawled forward like an iron man who could not be killed. Climbing all the way to a distance of only two meters from the machine gun fort, he hid in the crater to rest for a while, gathered the last of his strength, and then jumped to his feet. Holding a bundle of grenades, he threw himself on the machine-gun fort,

With a loud bang, a machine-gun fort was wiped out.

The other enemy at the machine gun fort also seemed to be frightened by this scene, grabbed the machine gun and ran into the pillbox, but before he could run a few steps before the soldiers were wiped out in the way.

I watched all this in amazement, and before that, I thought I would never believe that any unit could scare off the American Rangers, but now I have to believe it!

This is the Eight Companies! Heroes Eight Companies! Steel Eight Companies!

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I would like to use this chapter to pay tribute to the soldiers of the 8th Company of Bituan, Long Shichang and Lai Fajun!

In the Battle of Shangganling, when one of his 'legs' was blown off, Comrade Long Shichang tried his best to stuff the blasting canister into the enemy's pillbox with his last breath, and used his 'chest' to resist it to the death of the enemy's pillbox.

Lai Fajun was wounded many times, and rushed to the enemy's machine-gun fort with a grenade, and died with the enemy's machine-gun fort!