(Seven hundred and four) fallen warriors

The gunfire from the bottom up on the right side of the ridge line suddenly became intense: Jiang Yusheng was slightly shocked in his heart: Cheng Fei was too impatient! When they broke up, he forgot to say to his friends: you can't rush. Since today they are going to engage in a desperate struggle with the Soviet army, there is no need to be in a hurry. The intention of the Soviets was obvious, that is, they wanted to use all their firepower to inflict heavy damage and annihilate them while they were not firmly established under the high ground, and absolutely did not intend to give the opponent the opportunity to launch an attack on the high ground itself. The 2nd Platoon was in such a hurry that it had already caused them problems: from the first trench on the northeastern slope of the heights, some Soviet troops were crossing the ridge line and moving to the trenches on the northern slope to deal with the attack of the 2nd Platoon! He couldn't hesitate any longer, he had to shoot right away and bring the main danger to his side!

He turned back and waved a "forward" gesture to the second and third squad leaders who were lying prone in the grass at the bottom of the slope behind him, and then extended the muzzle of the submachine gun forward. The terrain was so good that he could immediately catch the slightly exposed target along the first Soviet trench from the faint swaying green grass shadows in the front sight. And as long as you do this; The fate of the target he caught in his crosshair was decided - he was a sharpshooter and was absolutely confident of hitting various targets at a distance of 300 meters!

He's already trapped a target with a crosshair. It was one of the two Soviet light machine guns in the first trench, and its tongue of fire shook in front of his eyes into a bright ball, but he quickly caught the machine gunner's faint face through the firelight.

"Da Da Da-" A crisp short shot was struck. The light machine gun did not immediately stop firing, and suddenly its muzzle was tilted, and it fired a long shot diagonally into the sky before it fell silent.

It was as if Jiang Yusheng's gunshot ignited the ammunition depot, and from behind him, more than a dozen submachine guns and two light machine guns scattered on the hillside also shouted! Strings of bullets flew up the hill, colliding with the bullets flying from above in the air with a sonorous sound, and fell on the Soviet troops in the first trench. In an instant, there was obvious chaos on the Soviet position!

The corners of Jiang Yusheng's resolute mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of relief floated in his heart. Of course, the results just now were nothing in his shooting career, and he had hit targets many times more difficult than this one beautifully. He didn't think much of the gunfire behind him: shooting should be accurate, not so chaotic! Shooting indiscriminately will definitely not be good! Suddenly, his opinion changed: although the gunfire of the soldiers behind him was not effective in actual attack on the Soviet troops, it created a deterrent momentum, and he watched in the first trench, a group of Soviet troops who had just supported the northern slope of the high ground rushed back in chaos! The pressure on Cheng Fei's side can be relieved a little!

He's now encircled another machine gun with a crosshair. It was located slightly east, so he had to move the muzzle a few centimeters slightly. Immediately after the shot, he jumped out of his firing position, and then had a quick upward and low movement, and fell close to the ground behind a rock that only covered his head, and made a very sharp shot. His subconscious feeling a few seconds ago was accurate: he had just fallen down in his new firing position, and the place where he had just been was kicked up by a dense layer of dust from the rain of bullets flying from the mountains, and the small pine tree that was shining with bright sunlight was gone. He made up his mind and understood that this was the third trench and the heavy machine guns of the Soviet army had noticed him!

For a long time he kept his head and gun firmly on the ground, not looking up once, allowing the Soviet heavy machine guns to rain bullets around him frantically. Every time a bullet drew a puff of green smoke towards him, his whole body would be filled with a violent shudder.

"Don't worry," he said to himself silently in his heart, trying to regain his composure, "You don't want Cheng Fei to be in a hurry, and you don't want to be in a hurry." The Soviets are frightened by your two high-precision point shots, and they may not be afraid of the inaccurate shots of a group of people, but they are afraid of a top shooter like you. Therefore, getting rid of you becomes a priority. …… As long as you stop here and don't move, they'll be quiet again. Today you are left with two things: kill the Soviets and die. And there is no need to rush to die. ”

His spirit had surpassed the panic of the death cognition stage that had appeared once after Quanlian had fallen into a desperate situation, and had also passed the pain and desolation left in the depths of his consciousness when he said goodbye to Cheng Fei, all of which had passed; He could still feel death looming towards him every second, but it was no longer at the center of consciousness, at the center of which was the Soviet army on the mountain, a simple hatred and anger against the Soviet army, a simple euphoria that rose in life after the two clean killings of the Soviet army. At the center of consciousness is also the desire to attract more Soviet troops from Cheng Fei's side!

He himself did not know how long he had been lying on the rock, until he heard the sound of Soviet heavy machine gun bullets falling to the ground around him, and then raised his head again above the high ground. Not long ago, he made a rapid upward leap, and the fighters of the second and third squads also followed him in their upward leaps and climbs, and at this moment they also stopped attacking as he stopped advancing, only to his left and right, a light machine gun of the second squad and a submachine gun in the hands of the third squad leader were still firing upwards intermittently. Jiang Yusheng's eyes once again fell on the second trench of the Soviet army, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart: just now, during the time when he was lying still, not only did the two light machine guns that he had dumb screamed again, but also close to the ridge line on the right side, a new light machine gun was added, and the fire flashed and fired down the mountain. It was clearly reinforced from the offensive frontal of the 2nd platoon on the north side of the high ground!

The Soviets have seen him and the 1st platoon as the main threat, and that's good! That's what he was trying to do. Listening to it, the gunshots on the other side of the ridge line were still fierce and loud, making him feel sorry for Cheng Fei again, "Cheng Fei doesn't know the truth of not being in a hurry, he likes to act in a hurry since he was a child, and he won't be patient and wait for the best opportunity." Again, he thought clearly, "I'm a certified shooter and he's not, I can't put him in any more dangerous situation than I am!" ”

In fact, he understood that his situation might be more dangerous than Cheng Fei's. Although the Soviet heavy machine guns no longer looked for him, since he appeared on the northeastern slope of the high ground, it was impossible for the Soviet army not to monitor and deal with him with a very high vigilance. This is probably the reason why the other side transferred a light machine gun from the north side of the high ground.

His movements are quick and bold when he leaps forward again. Since there was an extra light machine gun on the mountain, Jiang Yusheng did not dare to risk stopping at the second firing point and firing - you could hit two Soviet machine guns in a row, but you would be hit by the third machine gun with many holes.

Arriving at a new firing position, his gun went off without waiting for the Soviets to react. This was a superior position over the previous two firing positions: two half-man-high stones in front of it could block the bullets fired by three Soviet light machine guns from the southeast, south and southwest. Jiang Yusheng looked very calm in the new firing position, he shot the first shot of the Soviet light machine gun shooters who had come from the reinforcements on the ridge line, and then very calmly and neatly knocked out the other two light machine guns, and then killed the two Soviet submachine gunners one by one, before turning around and waving his hand at the second and third squads down the slope.

The attacking team, which had been lying on the rocks and in the grass, was clearly encouraged by the victory of the deputy company commander. Jiang Yusheng first saw the second squad leader raise his head from behind a stone, excitedly shouted something to the soldiers behind him, and took the lead in moving up the slope; Then, the fighters of the third squad also launched an attack movement from his left flank. The tactical moves that had been repeatedly rehearsed during the pre-war training were also brought out, and squad to squad, group to group, and man to man covered each other and advanced alternately. In a few moments, quite a few people had already crossed the hillside where he was and reached a place only about 50 meters away from the first Soviet trench. A light machine gun from the third squad also followed, and the machine gunners chose a good position, and from time to time beat the Soviet submachine gunners and riflemen in the first trench to the point that they could not raise their heads. Jiang Yusheng cheered up; It was a pity again: the shooter's accuracy was not high, and the firing range was not wide enough, so he made a few leaps in a row, moved behind the machine gunner, and replaced the latter's light machine gun with the submachine gun in his hand.

After revising the ruler, his first long shot dumbed down all the Soviet firing points in the eastern half of the first trench a few meters long and a distance away. This series of bullets clearly changed the situation of the battle between the enemy and us in front of the first trench on the northeastern slope of the heights. The 2nd and 3rd squads had already advanced the line of attack to a distance of only 50 meters from the enemy, and as soon as the gunfire of the Soviet troops above stopped, they understood what was happening. Jiang Yusheng saw through the crosshair circle of the light machine gun that the second squad leader in the grass in front of him in the right was surprised and bared his white teeth, and immediately changed his sports posture to high-speed running and jumping; In front of him to the left, the third squad leader also changed the original low-posture prostrate to a high-posture leap. More and more daring fighters who were doing full-body exposure exercises soon "appeared" between the rocks and grass in front of and behind them, and they followed their squad leaders to form two agitated and active stragglers, shouting loudly, and rushing towards the first trench!

Jiang Yusheng's heart just clenched happily and twitched painfully. By this time he had seen through the crosshairs of the light machine gun that the Soviets had panicked at his few but effective attacks. When he was lying still, the fire of the second and third trenches was condescendingly shifted to the north side of the high ground, but at this moment he transferred all the firepower, including the heavy machine guns on the ridge of the platform below the main peak, to the northeast side of the high ground. He only had time to shout at the attacking team in front of him: "Watch for coverβ€”β€”! I saw that the second squad leader, who was running and jumping, suddenly raised his hands upward, and his body fell down as if he had been cut off by someone!

It was the heavy machine guns of the Soviet army that hit him!

A wave of anger rushed to Jiang Yusheng's head. The grief that had been so indifferent at the beginning of the battle suddenly rose from his chest and choked his throat. The biggest threat to them at the moment is the heavy machine gun. The idea was immediately clear in his mind. It was it that broke up a highly successful offensive of the 1st Platoon, giving the remnants of the enemy in the first trench a chance to breathe!

He's going to knock it out!

He raised the muzzle of his gun and revised the scale again, aiming at the fire-breathing muzzle in the center of the platform ridge under the main peak of the high ground. At a distance of 200 meters, he could not see the face of the Soviet heavy machine gun shooter behind the fire, but he had worked hard to practice fuzzy shooting, and this matter was not difficult for him. "Don't be in a hurry." The voice reminded him again, and calmed his breathing a little.

"Da β€”β€”!" A crisp short point fired, and the tongue of fire from the muzzle of the Soviet heavy machine gun was extinguished!

The grief that closed the throat went down. He was a little happier, and without breathing a sigh of relief, lowered his muzzle and opened fire on a light machine gun in the second trench, knocking him dumb as well.

He noticed that the fighters who had just been knocked to the ground by the Soviet heavy machine guns jumped up from the grass again and moved upward. He quickly pointed his gun back at the first trench, and swept a string of bullets flat along the edge of the trench without fixing the scale. As soon as the two remnants of the enemy emerged from the bottom of the trench, they were crushed by him; From the side of the ridgeline, seven or eight Soviet troops were about to rush over, and they were also frightened back by his fire. Jiang Yusheng was excited: in addition to the second and third trenches, there were some submachine gunners and riflemen shooting, and there was no longer a single Soviet firing point in the first trench on the northeast side of the heights; Since he dumbed down the heavy machine gun and a light machine gun in the second trench, the Soviet firepower in this direction has been weakened as a whole, and the third squad leader and the second squad deputy should quickly occupy the first Soviet trench with their soldiers!

On the western side of the ridge line, very close to the Soviet trenches, fierce gunfire and shouts suddenly rang out. "Rush, β€”β€”!" "Kill β€”β€”!" He judged that Cheng Fei led 2 platoons to rush into the first trench of the Soviet army on the north side of the heights! Jiang Yusheng was shocked and blamed himself: "Are you too calm!" …… Can't let Cheng Fei rush in front of me! The last thought flashed through him, and with all the strength of his limbs at the same time, he stood upright from the firing position with a light machine gun in his hand, and strode forward, shouting: "Brothers, rush upwardβ€”β€”! ”

He forgot about the heavy machine guns of the Soviet troops on the ridge line of the platform under the main peak. He only killed one shooter and did not destroy the rest of the Soviet army. By the time he noticed a string of green smoke flying against the blades of grass on the ground, his abdomen had been pierced several times as if it had been pierced with red-hot steel bars. Jiang Yusheng screamed "ah", not loudly, stumbled forward, and fell to the grass.

He didn't die right away. Because the Soviets did not hit his vital parts. It took a long time for the Grim Reaper to flap his black wings and descend, as if only to give him time to experience the pain before the flame of life was extinguished. After the initial fainting, the thought that clearly came to his mind was not the fear of death, but a deep chagrin.

"I don't let myself be in a hurry. But in the end, he was still anxious......" But the sharp pain from under his body, like the repeated cannon of red-hot steel bars, interrupted his thoughts, and the violent nausea that followed partially suppressed the severe pain in his abdomen. Jiang Yusheng spit out a lot of black and red filth one by one, his eyes were full of golden flowers, his throat twitched, and his whole body was sweating profusely. The vomiting stopped, the sharp pain returned, and there seemed to be a small hand slowly pulling out in the abdominal cavity, and something was falling heavily. "Intestines," he thought, awoke from another bout of vertigo, not surprised. "They should be put back," a vague thought flashed through his mind, but as he was about to carry out the command of the vital center with his stiff hand, the feeling of nausea and vomiting, worse than the excruciating pain, came back to his throat. β€œβ€¦β€¦ No, not anymore. He heard a faint voice in his heart say, and at the same time opened his closed eyes, and looked up at the high ground; Whether it was the excitement and excitement, the pain and sorrow that had just happened, it was forgotten at this moment, and all that remained in the memory was a little concern for the course of the battle: did the fighters of the 1st platoon rush into the trenches of the Soviet army?!

His gaze blurred for a moment, and then a look of horror appeared on his face. Gunfire rang out again deafeningly. It was the heavy machine gun that had struck him on the ridge of the platform under the main peak of the heights, screaming frantically, pouring a flurry of bullets mercilessly into the first trench. The soldiers of the 1st Platoon had entered the trench and were engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the remnants of the enemy, but the bullets fired from the heavy machine guns caused them to fall like broken branches. From the people who fell, he recognized the third squad leader and a Sichuan soldier from the second squad that he was familiar with. Under the cover of this heavy machine gun fire, a group of Soviet troops came down from the second trench and down a communication trench connecting the upper and lower lines towards the first trench. Once the Soviet army reoccupies the first trench from the northeast side of the heights, Cheng Fei, who has already led 2 platoons to rush into the first trench on the north side of the heights, will be hit from the east, which is very dangerous for him!

No.

Now Jiang Yusheng was slow in thinking and doing: he slowly affirmed the word "no" in the center of his life, and slowly pulled the light machine gun thrown in front of him back little by little; Slowly lift your upper body and place the butt against your shoulder. Death had begun to show mercy in the last moments, gradually replacing the canonical pain with numbness in various parts of his body, and his spirit had returned to its senses. The front sight circle blurred and became clear in front of Jiang Yusheng's eyes, and the clarity became blurred, aiming at the heavy machine gun of the Soviet army in the third trench.

"Da Da β€”β€”!" A burst of fire rang out, and the heavy machine gun was dumb.

"Good," he thought.

Now he was going to help his comrades who had entered the first trench for the last time. To help them is to help Cheng Fei on the west side of the ridge line. His life and battle were coming to an end, and there was only so much he could do for his warriors and his friends. He lowered the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at the Soviets, who were moving in the communication trench between the second and first trenches.

(To be continued)