Gunfire wrinkled due west, and dense lines of fire intertwined to reflect a corner of the red sky. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info the library box looked up, and the battle site was not far away, and the distance in a straight line was no more than 800 meters. Judging from the location, it was the hill where Lao Liu was stationed, and a large number of enemies actually began to sneak attack there. The battle in the valley was more like a prelude to the battle, or a strategy of enemy reconnaissance fire, or a strategy of attacking the east and west. In short, this battle was ten times fiercer than the battle at the bottom of the mountain.

The dense gunfire was connected together, as if it was not gunfire, but more like the sound of waves. The lines of fire shuttled in the night, like meteors flashing away. The night was dyed red.

"Company commander, do we want to go to support?" Dong Xuesheng asked in a low voice.

"No need, I believe in Lao Liu's combat effectiveness. Their company is the elite of the 112th Regiment, and this little battle can be regarded as sharpening the gun. Our task is to hold our positions, and who can guarantee that the enemy will not sneak up on us? ”

Dong Xuesheng nodded, the company commander is the company commander, and the analysis is very reasonable.

The soldiers were waiting for each other, it was impossible to sleep, and no matter how sleepy and tired they were, they had to persevere.

At dawn, a light rain fell in the air, and the woods were covered with a thin layer of mist, mixed with a faint smell of sulfur and burnt. The rainy season in Myanmar has arrived, and it is not uncommon for it to rain. The gunfire had stopped, and Lao Liu held his position unsurprisingly.

The scrivener took the little monkey and a squad of soldiers to Lao Liu's position to check, and the smell of gunpowder became strong as soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, and the rain did not extinguish the smell of gunsmoke. Two corpses lay across the bushes, the rain washing away the blood from their bodies, reflecting their white, stiff skin. The further you go up the hill, the more corpses there are, and the corpses lying on the mountainside are lying horizontally, one by one, and it is clear that there has been a great battle here.

Because there were too many corpses, the rain did not wash the blood away, and the red rain flowed on the ground, forming blood-colored streams.

The scrivener frowned, so many corpses, how tragic the battle situation should have been, Rao was even frightened even if he had experienced a hundred battles. The traces of the bayonet at the scene were obvious, and the wounds on the corpses were mostly knife wounds, some of the necks were cut, some of the chests were picked open, some of the thigh arteries were severed, and some of the dozens of knives in the body did not know which knife was the fatal wound. The enemy and the enemy engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

"Company commander, the situation is not right, why are they all our people, and there is not a single corpse of a devil?" The little monkey looked surprised.

"How do you know there are no corpses of devils?" The scrivener asked rhetorically.

"Look, how can there be a devil's uniform." The little monkey argued.

"What if the devils are also wearing our uniforms?" The scrivener asked rhetorically.

"Ah......h

"The devil was wearing our military uniform to get through the trick, and he easily approached Lao Liu's position and made a surprise attack...... "The scrivener didn't want to say any more, that situation was terrible to think about. I really don't dare to think about how miserable Lao Liu's troops looked when they were attacked by the Japanese army unsuspectingly.

There were more corpses on the top of the mountain, and the strong smell of blood was washed away by the rain again and again, and the muddy blood water flowed down the low-lying ground, staining the mountain with blood.

Seeing Lao Liu in the scrivener, this Company Commander Liu lost his composure and peace yesterday, and his face was sad. He was directing people to clean up the corpses, both his own and his enemies, and the temperature here was so high that it only took a day for the corpses to rot, and then the corpses would breed poison and germs.

The soldiers were listless and demoralized, and last night's battle could be said to be a crushing victory, although they held their positions, but their own losses were not small, and the casualties reached more than 50 people. The most important thing is that this battle is very aggrieved, and the devils wear the uniforms of the allies, and easily enter the position in the name of the patrol team, and then launch a sneak attack. Most of the soldiers guarding the mountainside were stabbed to death by the devil before they could resist, and the remaining warriors fought hand-to-hand with the devil and all died. The entire 2 platoon was sacrificed.

That's not all, some devils sneaked into the position on the top of the mountain and launched a sneak attack on Lao Liu's company headquarters, trying to blossom inside and out. Lao Liu led the soldiers of the whole company to resist to the death, and finally cleared out the infiltrators and kept the position. However, it also suffered heavy casualties.

"Company Commander Liu, I didn't send reinforcements last night, don't blame me." The scrivener said.

Lao Liu waved his hand and said, "Don't say it, you did the right thing." Even if you send people, it will only increase the casualties, because at that time it is impossible to distinguish between friend and foe. It's right not to reinforce them, soldiers, you have to obey orders. ”

According to Battalion Commander Li's instructions, the guard troops performed their own duties and could not blindly reinforce other positions. This is a military order, a lesson summed up by soldiers with their blood and lives.

The rain did not come up heavily, and gradually stopped at noon. The scrivener returned to his own defense area, ordered the troops to hurry up the formation of fortifications, and set up three lines of defense from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside and the top of the mountain. Due to the heavy casualties of Lao Liu's troops, the valley between the two mountains was completely defended by the troops of the scrivener. The Sharp Knife Company was invisibly divided into several squads.

In the afternoon, an order came from the front-line headquarters that in order to prevent the enemy from attacking in disguise, the headquarters would announce a code every day, and those who did not know the code would correct the law on the spot. Today's code is: Red Head Rope. All the soldiers who patrol the night have a red rope tied to their arms, and those who do not have a red rope tied to them are spies.

He spent the whole afternoon directing the construction of fortifications, and he was very experienced in this area, having once garrisoned the entire hilltop position with the force of a few men, and more than once, once in the Savage Mountain, and once on the Indo-Burmese border. The Uriel Heights became famous in the first battle and are still talked about today.

Standing on the top of the hill and looking to the north, the machines roared a thousand meters away, and the machines and personnel building the road were in full swing. Although the mountain was slippery after the rain, there was a danger of landslides and mudslides at any time, but the work did not stop. The sky is cloudy, and heavy rain can come at any time. Some cars broke down in the muddy water, and a group of people shouted slogans and pushed out, which could be heard from kilometers away. In some ways, road building is also a battle.

"Old generation, what are you thinking?" Kong Zhaoqiang didn't know when he came to him.

"I'm wondering, will Captain Li still come in this kind of ghost weather?" The head of the regiment Li he said was naturally Li Hong, the head of the 114th regiment.

"I think so. No matter how bad the weather is, it can't catch up with the military order. Kong Zhaoqiang said.

The scrivener nodded in agreement, and suddenly he thought of a question: if the night code was mastered by the devil in advance, wouldn't the whole army be more passive......

The scrivener didn't dare to think about it anymore, turned his head and said to Kong Zhaoqiang: "Old Kong, you hurry up and announce an order, notify the 1st row, 2nd row, 3rd row, no matter who you meet in the future, you have to do this......" He announced a very bold order to Lao Kong.

"Yes." Kong Zhaoqiang hesitated, after all, this order was too bold, and if he didn't judge it well, something big would happen, but he still carried it out immediately.