"Change tactics? Just the two of us, what tactics are we talking about? Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Gong Da Niu stuffed a handful of dry food into his mouth, and he didn't have much confidence in the so-called tactics.

The scrivener said very seriously: "You can't stick here, it's better to change places." In addition, call Lao Lu and Lao Kong back and rearrange tactics. ”

Gong Daniu now obeyed the words of the scrivener, and immediately began to prepare, and after a while, a bonfire was lit, covered with branches and leaves, and the smoke soon rose up. This is the cipher, the cipher of the collection. There was no radio, no telephone, and only the ancient beacon smoke could be used to transmit information.

Bang, bang, gunshots rang out on two different hills, and comrades were responding.

The scrivener box and Gong Daniu didn't dare to stay next to the beacon smoke for a long time, and walked quickly towards the mountainside. Judging by the scrivener's judgment, the base camp of the Japanese soldiers was destroyed, and it was difficult to organize an effective attack in a short period of time, and now is the best time to change tactics.

Sure enough, from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, not a single enemy was encountered. The Japanese soldiers are probably not in the mood to fight now, the base camp is gone, what to eat, what to drink, where the bullets come from. The scrivener box chose a hidden place, leaving a gap between the two boulders, just enough to accommodate two people side by side, attacking and retreating. That's it, he intends to hold off the enemy on the mountainside.

Gong Da Niu shook his head, there are more than seven or eight roads to the top of the mountain, and it works to block it in one place? The scrivener box didn't care, do you still need to divide the place to block, there is an enemy in my heart, and there are positions everywhere.

The mountainsides of the Uri Heights are another scene, with green trees and vibrant life, and it would be hard to imagine that this is a battlefield if it were not for the faint smell of burnt paste in the air.

"You ambush here, I'll take a look elsewhere." The scrivener said.

Gong Daniu disagreed: "No, I'll go." By the way, pick up the platoon commander Lu and them. ”

The scrivener didn't argue, "Okay, be careful." ”

Lao Gong walked down the mountain with a gun. The scrivener box lurks in the crevices of the boulders, closely watching the changes around them. There was no movement from early morning until noon. There were occasional gunshots at the foot of the hill, and the battle was not completely over.

The sunlight of the white flowers penetrated through the cracks in the leaves, and the whole forest was unbearably hot. Animals of all sizes are dormant, and the whole forest is quiet. The scrivener was thirsty, and every cell protested, but it could only endure because there was no water nearby. It is also not realistic to go long distances to find water.

Cuckoo, cuckoo...... There was a bird's call. Comrades arrived. Coo-coo, the scrivener responded. Soon, three figures came out of the bushes: Gong Da Niu, Kong Zhaoqiang, and Little Monkey.

"Company commander, I'll bring back two." Gong Daniu said in a low voice. At the same time, it brought back a major news, the Japanese soldiers were regrouping at the foot of the mountain, and it was estimated that they would launch an offensive before dark. These little devils are determined to fight to the end.

Kong Zhaoqiang and the little monkey were covered in dirt, and after not seeing each other for a day, the two of them were a lot haggard, with chapped lips and dry eyes, and they were obviously also suffering from lack of water. Without a word of greeting, the scrivener immediately assigned the task: to disperse in the mountains to fight guerrilla attacks and delay the enemy's attack.

The four men distanced themselves and lay in ambush on the mountainside. The sun hung high, and the sun seemed to be fixed in the sky, without the slightest intention of falling. The water in the body is constantly evaporating, and the dehydration reaction is more severe. Everyone was looking forward to getting dark earlier, so that if they survived without being attacked by the enemy, they would be doomed.

Rushing...... The sound of bodies rubbing against leaves, a Japanese soldier poked his head out, followed by two, three...... A large number of Japanese soldiers poured up from the bottom of the mountain. With the lessons of yesterday, this time the Japanese soldiers were scattered, shuttling through the woods with light and heavy weapons in their arms.

Bang, Gong Da Niu directly took a headshot, and a Japanese soldier fell to the ground. Immediately after the gunshots continued, Kong Zhaoqiang, the little monkey, and the scrivener fought back one after another. The Japanese soldiers were caught off guard, they never expected to meet resistance as soon as they reached the mountainside, they thought that they would only fight if they were close to the top of the mountain, but they did not expect the opponent to move the battle line to the mountainside. This is very different from before, and for many days the battle was on the top of the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Japanese soldiers fell, and the rest lay down one after another, each looking for cover to fight back. Bang bang ......bang Gunfire intertwines, and skirmishes turn into positional warfare.

The scrivener observes while firing a gun. The number of Japanese soldiers was not large, about a dozen, scattered in a large area, each relying on bunkers, it was not easy to kill one. Bullets flew between the trees, most of them indiscriminately. The scrivener also found a problem, the Japanese soldiers did not shoot very quickly, and only fired a bullet every few minutes. The Japanese soldiers would not carry a lot of bullets, otherwise it would not be this rhythm, and they dreamed of taking this high ground. It is likely to have something to do with the bombing of the base camp, where the ammunition is stored.

But then again, there weren't many bullets on the side of the scrivener, and they had to hold out for seven days, and the bullets didn't dare to waste it. Therefore, the frequency of shooting is also not high. In this way, the battlefield looks very strange, and the two sides are like fire and water, killing to the eye, but the frequency of shooting is not high. If you weren't in the middle of it, it's hard to imagine that this was an unusually brutal showdown.

The battle continued until the evening. The scrivener and the others did not shoot another enemy, and the Japanese soldiers did not advance half a step. Both sides rely on their own bunkers, and it is not easy to shoot each other.

The scrivener is in a hurry, and it is not good to drag it out like this. In case the Japanese reinforcements arrived, even a cannon and a box of grenades would be finished for their own side. But for a while, there was no solution. Thinking about it, the Japanese soldiers may not be in a hurry, paying such a big price, and if they can't take the position, their superiors will not spare them. Everything can only be said until dark, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a good time for a sneak attack.

The sun is setting. Da Da Da ...... Suddenly, gunshots rang out behind him. The scrivener's heart was cold, and after the heart was finished, the Japanese army occupied the top of the mountain, and now they are preparing to attack back and forth. It is not surprising that there was not only one way to the top of the mountain, and the Japanese soldiers sneaked up the mountain from the other side of the mountainside and then killed the mountain.

This time, the Japanese soldiers no longer spared bullets, and the submachine guns swept through the woods, and the branches and leaves flew wildly. The scrivener, Gong Daniu and others were completely suppressed. The Japanese soldiers on the mountain approached the mountainside step by step, and the Japanese soldiers under the mountain also began to move, attacking from both sides, and this time the victory was in hand.

"Lao Gong, Lao Kong, you deal with the mountain, and the little monkey and I deal with the mountain." The scrivener box makes a division of labor. This time they no longer spared bullets, people died, what is the use of keeping bullets. Bang bang bang and the machine guns fired back with full firepower. The Japanese soldiers on the hill had to find cover to take refuge, and the scene stabilized temporarily.