Gunshots, cannons, and shouts suddenly became a 'chaos' outside the tunnel.

Only then did the Yankees realize that we had come back in earnest, and the machine guns and mortars were suddenly 'indiscriminately' fired in the direction of our tunnel mouth. Flares also came in this direction in rows, and the outside of the tunnel suddenly lit up. Billowing smoke and dust poured in from the mouth of the tunnel like a 'tide' in the dazzling light.

Just when the soldiers were secretly worried about the commando, suddenly several black shadows flashed, and three dusty soldiers ran in. The warriors hurried forward to pick them up one by one.

"Happy!" A commando patted the dust on his hat, a smile bloomed on his dark face, and he shouted excitedly: "Lao Tzu has been in a panic in this pit for the past few days, and this can be regarded as a bad breath!" ”

"Chief of Staff......" Another commando saluted in front of me: "The enemy has three machine gun forts, and we will blow them up all of them!" ”

"Well done!" I patted this warrior on the shoulder, turned to Director Qin and said, "Write down the names of these warriors and repay them for their merits!" ”

"Yes!" Director Qin responded, and immediately took out the pen and paper he had with him.

"Company Commander Li!"

"Here!" Li Baocheng immediately stood in front of me.

"Command the soldiers to continue to fight like this!" After thinking about it, I continued: "But you can't invest too many troops, the Yankees don't dare to attack the tunnel at night, and they will do it as soon as it is dawn!" They have been busy building fortifications for the past two days and have not bothered to pay attention to us, and tomorrow I think they will be able to spare their hands almost as well. Such...... One platoon is responsible for the operation at night, the other two platoons rest, ready to deal with the Yankee attack tomorrow! ”

"Yes!" Li Baocheng saluted me respectfully.

The enemy's three machine-gun forts are really nothing to us who have fought for so many days in Shangganling. However, this is the first victory since we retreated to the tunnel, and we have set a 'disturbance' strategy. In the past few days, although the morale of the fighters has recovered a lot thanks to the ideological work of the cadres. However, the so-called empty words are not founded, after all, these strategies we have set are only a plan, and it is still unknown whether they can play any role.

But now, this initial victory was like a reassurance to the soldiers, and everyone knew that the trick of hiding in the pit to fight the Yankees would work, so the news soon spread throughout the pit tunnel. So much so that when I got to the headquarters, the correspondent stationed there already knew the news that we had won the battle.

After reporting this victory to Regiment Commander Zhang on a walkie-talkie, there was also a burst of cheers from the regiment headquarters.

Originally, I was so excited that I couldn't rest, but thinking that I might face more trouble the next day, I calmed down and hid under the covers.

I didn't know how long I had been asleep, but I woke up in a burst of gunfire, opened my eyes and looked, it was still night...... Thinking about it, it doesn't feel right, this is in the tunnel, where can you tell whether it's day or night. When I took out my pocket watch, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. So I thought, that burst of gunfire, it should be that the US army has begun to attack our army's tunnel mouth!

Sure enough, before I could reach the mouth of the tunnel, I smelled a burst of gunsmoke. When approaching the corner of the mouth of the tunnel, it was found that the soldiers were busy one by one. Some are busy transporting ***, some are busy sending the wounded back, some are lying on the ground with guns and shooting out, and some are waiting in line around the corner for replacements......

"What's the situation?" I asked casually.

"Chief of Staff!" Only then did the soldiers discover me and hurriedly replied: "The Yankees have begun to attack, and they have been bombing our tunnel mouth with explosive packets and grenades, and we have killed several of them!" ”

"The Yankees are trying to get revenge!" Another fighter laughed: "They were hurt by us last night, and now it's dawn to get some face back!" Chief of Staff, rest assured, we will make them lose face more and more! ”

There was a coax, and the warriors all laughed.

"Bang bang ......" The soldier who was lying around the corner holding a gun pulled the trigger again, and two screams were heard outside the tunnel.

The soldiers were just about to applaud, but when they saw the two soldiers' faces change, they turned their heads and said, "The Yankees are going to attack with fire!" ”

"What? Can their fire come in? Some of the warriors asked, confused.

I thought it was strange too, so I ran up and poked my head out to take a look, and it soon understood.

Logs and weeds kept falling from the mouth of the tunnel. At first I didn't know what they were trying to do, because even if they lit these things, there was no way for the fire to get into the tunnel. But as I looked at the piles of firewood in front of the tunnel, I could see fewer and fewer places, and I gradually understood.

They didn't attack with fire, but wanted to light a fire in front of the tunnel to block our view.

This is indeed a good way, the mouth of the pit of the volunteer army can cover each other and support each other, just like we are now, the soldier lying on the corner holding a gun can 'shoot' and kill the enemy attacking the opposite pit without going out of the pit to attack the opposite tunnel, and in the same way, the soldiers in the opposite pit can also 'shoot' and kill the enemy attacking our pit .

But all of this is based on the fact that the view is not blocked. Once the view of the tunnel mouth is blocked by obstacles, it means that the connection between the tunnels is cut off. And it seems easy for the U.S. military to do this, they just throw piles of wood and weeds from above, and then drop the tinder.

Once the mouth of the tunnel is lit, the flames and black smoke will make it impossible for the soldiers guarding the tunnel to see the activities of the US troops outside the tunnel at all, and then the US troops can safely use recoilless guns to bombard the mouth of the tunnel, or plant explosives next to the mouth of the tunnel to blow up the mouth of the tunnel......

"Chief of Staff! Seal the mouth of the tunnel! One of the fighters said anxiously.

It is not difficult to seal the mouth of the tunnel, there are many prepared sandbags on the side wall, we only need to pile the sandbags in the middle, and then shovel some mounds of dirt on them. At that time, it didn't matter if they were fire, smoke, or poison gas, they didn't want to come in.

But I didn't want to do it at this time, the Yankees' purpose was obvious, they wanted to prevent us from going out and 'harassing' them like last night, so they wanted to seal the mouth of the pit and prevent us from going out. If we seal the mouth of the tunnel in this way, it will be exactly what the US military wants, and they will blow up the mouth of the tunnel with explosives.

If this continues, we will only have fewer and fewer tunnel openings, less and less cooperation and support for each other, and there will naturally be less and less space for activities at night. Even, if the U.S. military were allowed to continue like this, they might have sealed our tunnel mouth with reinforced concrete, and then we would have been literally stuffed underground......

So I didn't seal the mouth of the pit with a sandbag, as the soldier said.

After thinking about it, I grabbed the two soldiers next to me and ordered: "You two, immediately go and inform the soldiers of the two tunnels opposite, and ask them to use the horn as an order to throw two grenades at the enemy's fire, and then 'shoot' the enemy outside the tunnel!" ”

"Yes!" The two warriors answered, turned and ran towards the other two pits.

"Get your grenades ready!"

"Yes!" The two fighters lying on the ground immediately 'drawn' two grenades and unscrewed the safety covers.

"Prepare the little trumpet!"

"Yes!" One of the warriors answered, grabbing the horn around his neck.

Because the soldiers of the volunteer army are very lacking in communication equipment, the soldiers at the squad and platoon level all have a horn around their necks, and they also use this thing to command in peacetime operations, so they are on call at this time.

With all this in mind, I raised my rifle and poked my head out of the corner. There were already two fighters on the ground, and the limited space forced me to kneel and kao my rifle against the pit wall.

In the scope, branches and tree heads continue to fall from the sky, and the firewood piles are piled higher and higher, slowly blocking the light outside. Not long after, a pale yellow 'colored' liquid poured down from it.

It's gasoline! A pungent smell soon filled the tunnel. Yankee's rich! If it were our volunteers, these things would be hidden as treasures, and they would be used as accelerants......

With a "Teng" sound, before I was ready, the pile of firewood outside the tunnel suddenly ignited a raging fire. The flames began with a transparent yellowish hue, but gradually turned a thick crimson, and choking clouds of black smoke came out.

"Ahem......" The soldier lying on the ground was choked and coughed a few times, and couldn't help but look at me with suspicious eyes.

But I still knelt motionless, staring at the other side of the flame without blinking. The cold wind blew the flames, and clouds of green smoke kept pouring in like 'waves' and 'waves'. The smoke made it harder and harder for me to breathe, and it made my eyes cry, but I still didn't give the order to do it.

Until the blurred figures of two American soldiers broke into my sight......

"Blow the trumpet!"

As soon as I gave the order, the warrior who had been holding the little horn and ready for it sounded the bull's horn with a "beep". The two warriors lying on the ground did not understand the meaning of the trumpet, and as soon as they pulled the strings of the grenades, they threw them out of the fire at the mouth of the tunnel.

It is said that it is still a little difficult to throw the grenade outside in this tunnel, and when the grenade is thrown, it moves along the trajectory of the parabola, and the tunnel is so high that it is often blocked by the top of the tunnel when thrown from the inside out. Fortunately, the soldiers are all veterans of throwing grenades, and in order to adapt to the war in the tunnel in the past few days, they have practiced throwing bombs in the tunnel whenever they have free time, so these two grenades have successfully sunk into the fire.

The two warriors were also clever, and without waiting for my order, they turned over and hid around the corner of the tunnel. I retracted my head......

"Boom! Boom ......" A series of explosions soon sounded outside the tunnel. Of course, these explosions were accompanied by screams. Sparks and burning wood that were 'stirred' up by the grenades flew everywhere, and some even flew into the tunnels.

As soon as the spark set, I raised my rifle again and headed towards the wall of the tunnel, and the two fighters rolled over in unison.

The time I retracted my head and poked it out again, although it was only for a moment, the situation at the mouth of the pit was very different. There was still a large pile of firewood burning with a roaring flame, and our vision was blocked by these flames. Although the sight is only as big as the mouth of the pit now, there is a feeling of huo Ran cheerful. Because the pile of firewood with the flames and smoke is gone, and in its place are American GIs holding their faces, covering their eyes, or flapping the flames on their bodies in embarrassment!

The "bang, bang......" gunshots rang out quickly, and of course the volunteer soldiers would not spare these American soldiers, and the bullets were 'fired' out one after another, and those American soldiers fell one after another in a pool of blood before they could react from the panic. The corpses outside the tunnel fell to the ground in an instant, and the firewood, which was still smoking, was soon stained red by blood.

I didn't shoot, and up to this point none of the eight bullets in my chamber came out, because I didn't think it was time for me to shoot. The position where the soldiers were lying on their stomachs was only twenty or thirty meters away from those American soldiers, and at this distance, even a new recruit could hit the American troops outside with 'precision' accuracy, not to mention the volunteer soldiers who rolled out of the rain of bullets.

So in a short time, those American troops were lying on the ground without a single left.

"Enjoyable!" One of the fighters lying on his stomach immediately cried out, but soon fell silent at my signal.

Ignoring the suspicious eyes of the soldiers, I carefully observed the pile of American soldiers lying in front of me through the scope, and my eyes stopped in front of a corpse of American soldiers. The American soldier was shot in the head, and the bullet opened a large 'hole' in the back of his head, and red and white things were 'mixed' everywhere.

He was obviously dead, but I pulled the trigger and 'fired' a bullet at it!

"Bang!" Almost at the same time as the gunshots rang out, a scream followed.

A frustrated U.S. soldier turned over and sat up holding his big 'legs', and the bullet penetrated the corpse that pressed on him, making a big 'hole' in his big 'legs'!

He disguised himself well, and he was also very patient, and he could endure lying on the ground without saying a word even when his face was burned. But alas, I noticed him before the gunshots went off. He was originally wounded and sat on the ground, and he fell the moment the volunteers first started to 'shoot'.

The moment you start to 'shoot', people often subconsciously choose a larger target. The U.S. military standing has a big target, and the volunteers are also people, so the guy sitting on the ground falls first, which doesn't seem very reasonable. I used a bullet to confirm my idea, and now it turns out that I was right.

The reason why I only hit his big 'leg' is because I still want to play the trick of surrounding the corpse to send reinforcements, and I want to see how the soldiers of the US Seventh Division will react to the howls of their comrades? Are they here to save or not? Or just give him a break!

But as soon as my mind arose, I didn't know where the two bullets flew out of nowhere to solve his 'life'!

I believe that this was fought by the volunteer soldiers, who have hatred for US imperialism and will not be willing to spare the Yankees' 'life' under such circumstances. At the same time, they are innocent and will not use the wounded of the American army to fish for other enemies like I did. This makes me a little helpless and a little ashamed......

So, when I found the next American soldier who was playing dead, I didn't hesitate to shoot him in the head. The American soldier was so nervous that I could clearly see in the scope that he was trembling all over. More than a year of combat experience has taught me that it was not a 'convulsion' before death.

I'll admit that I almost wanted to let him go before I pulled the trigger. Because he looked like a bird hiding from a giant beast, which made me feel a little pity.

But pitiful to pitiful, the experience on the battlefield made me habitually 'sexual' to pull the trigger the moment I found him.

"Hey! What a god! When I killed the third American soldier hiding in the corpse, the volunteer soldier next to me couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "These Yankees are still pretending to be dead, why don't we see anything!" The chief of staff will hit one by one! ”

"Otherwise, how can someone be the chief of staff!"

Some soldiers are also whispering: "The chief of staff may not be able to shoot a gun!" ”

"Shhhhh Another warrior replied in a low voice, "I heard! When our chief of staff was not transferred, it was this ...... of the cold-gun unit."

"Oh! No wonder! ”

Listening to the discussions of the soldiers, I couldn't help but feel a little helpless. In this army, there are really no secrets to speak of, after all, everything that has been done is watched under the eyes of comrades-in-arms. Regardless of the channel, the soldiers only need to ask casually to know where they have stayed and what they have done.

After looking at the scope for a while, he couldn't see any more clues, so he put away his rifle.

At this moment, there were suddenly several faint sounds of digging overhead, and I couldn't help but look overhead. Of course, nothing can be seen in this case. However, the soldiers and I both knew in our hearts that this was a ploy for the enemy to do, and wanted to dig directly down from the top of our heads, and after digging through, we could throw explosives into it.

If we had not yet made contact with the rear, we might have no countermeasures against the enemy's approach, but now it is different.

I smiled, beckoned to a communications soldier who came up with me, and ordered: "Inform the artillery unit, the location of the No. 1 tunnel, ten rounds of rapid 'fire'!" ”

"Yes!" The correspondent answered, and quickly reported the coordinates that had already been measured.

In a few moments, the movement overhead disappeared without a trace amid the laughter of the fighters and the sound of shells......