"No, I'm going to stand here and see which of you peed your pants!" Liu Zongsheng smiled majestically and replied to the words of the warriors. Suddenly, his hand pointed to the queue: "Look who that is, the trouser legs are wet!" ”

For a while, the soldiers looked back and forth, left and right, and suddenly understood that the deputy commander was joking with them, and laughed "boom". Another shell exploded in the nearby woods, and no one paid any attention to it.

After the 7th Company formed a column and all the columns passed, Liu Zongsheng walked down the Tugangzi and led the battalion headquarters to insert more than a dozen into the teams of the 7th and 8th companies. Stepping onto the path up the mountain that loomed in the grass, Liu Zongsheng immediately noticed a scene that he hadn't noticed before!

On the northern slope of the entire No. 1 Ridge, there are clusters of fireworks rising everywhere; Above the fireworks, the mountain beam that lay in the thin blue-gray fog also seemed to be much taller than before!

The path he chose for the whole camp today was not easy to follow!

His heart was nervous again, not only because of the artillery fire on the hillside and the height of the ridge line, but also because the steep path had just taken a step and forced him to notice something else: there were many irregular pits on the path, and at the edges of the pits were planted with small red and white triangular flags facing each other every few steps. The width of the flag is two meters, and the narrowness is only one meter. Although it is not the first time to go to war; Liu Zongsheng was still slightly shocked in his heart: those dirt pits that were no longer fresh, but left by the sappers when they cleared mines to open up the passage for the 3rd Regiment and 2nd Battalion, and the small red and white flags were the safety marks they marked for the infantry - the red flag on the inside marked the security boundary, and the white flag on the outside marked the death boundary! One of the deepest impressions left by the last war on Liu Zongsheng was the dense minefields all over the mountains, and before the war, the intelligence department repeatedly reminded the troops that the minefields of the Soviet army in the Kibiv Mountains area were very dense. He just thought of the artillery fire of the Soviet army, and he just didn't think of these mines that would cause a huge shock to the psychology of the fighters!

"Forward and backward! Widen the distance between people, pay attention to anti-artillery and thunder! He paused and asked the people in front and behind to convey the order of his orders to everyone in the battalion.

As he continued to walk forward, he had already widened the distance between himself and the soldiers in front of him, and his consciousness turned specifically to the small red and white flags on both sides of the road. At this moment, he heard a voice that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly he understood what it was, and his heart was filled with fear, and he fell to the ground one by one! After a loud bang, he opened his eyes and found that 5 centimeters in front of his face, there was a small white flag marked with death!

"Deputy Commander, are you hurt?" Before the smoke cleared, Wei Changgui hurriedly got up from behind, quickly threw himself down beside him, and shouted in panic.

Liu Zongsheng woke up, looked up and saw that the landing point of the cannonball was still far away from him, and as he lay down, a long line of people also lay down in front and behind.

Somehow, the little fear that caused him to panic was banished. He rose from the ground, took a large, powerful step, and walked past the lying warriors. The people lying on the path followed him and stood up. The long serpentine line interrupted by the shells braved the Soviet artillery fire again and squirmed towards the mountain beam of the No. 1 Ridge.

He knew that he could neither fear nor hesitate at this moment.

He did not realize that even when he was fighting his fears so fiercely, his image had become incomparably taller in the minds of the warriors. The further they went, the more Wei Changgui and the soldiers in front and back gradually felt that the deputy regiment commander had become a miracle: every time a cannonball flew over and fell, they would lie down at the whistle of the cannonball landing, and when they raised their heads, they would find that only the deputy regiment commander was still calmly walking through the gray-brown smoke fluttering in the wind. The deputy regiment commander seems to be a person who can't help with shells and mines, an immortal person, and a flag pointing to the big mountain beam of No. 1 Ridge from afar!

The mountain is getting steeper; The bare jagged rocks on the pavement and the branches of the bushes that grow between the crevices of the stones poke at the face from time to time; It had rained a few days ago, and there was a puddle of water in the relatively flat part of the road, which was very difficult to walk, but it was only because the Soviet shells and minefields attracted his inner attention that he did not realize that he was already sweating profusely, and the parts of his military uniform that came into contact with his skin were all soaked. At the foot of the mountain, he felt that his physical strength was okay, he was a veteran, and he was used to climbing the legs of the mountain at home, but after an hour and a half, he felt strained. Liu Zongsheng thought intermittently that he might be hungry: he had nibbled on a piece of compressed dry food when the troops set off last night, and then this morning, before the Soviets shelled a mountain stream, he swallowed a mouthful of rice. It seems that because I sweated a lot and the water in my stomach was less, my stomach rubbed like sandpaper, and I had a burst of colic. My legs and stomach began to tremble, my knees went limp, and I wanted to bend towards the ground with every step. Gritting his teeth and walking a little further, there were a little bit of golden and black butterflies flying around in front of me. Liu Zongsheng stopped, "Fuck, what's going on!" He cursed secretly, unbuttoning all the buttons of his military shirt, revealing his thin, sweat-drenched chest, and letting himself gasp for air. Fortunately, the golden and black butterflies disappeared, and the legs did not tremble. Climb further up and the path becomes a winding ribbon that sways in front of you. He didn't force himself to pay attention to the shells and minefields anymore, but he really stopped paying attention to them. I can't take care of it. I sweated more, and my stomach rubbed harder. Both legs were weak and numb, and the knees were as stiff as a stick. The heart was beating so hard and so fast, as if it was about to struggle out of its chest, and the lobes of the lungs, badly damaged by smoking, flickered like the blades of a broken bellows. I don't breathe on the ground one by one. There are fewer and fewer things to be aware of, and then only one is left with a still sober and firm mind - climb up! Be sure to climb the No. 1 Ridge Mountain Beam! Climb up and win! Glancing upwards, the No. 1 Ridge Mountain Beam was still towering high under the sky, not approaching him at all! He stopped, gasping weakly, and his consciousness was partially restored. Liu Zongsheng thought intermittently: In the last battle with the Soviet army, a squad leader of the 3rd Company of the 5th Regiment died on the way to climb the mountain because of hunger and dehydration! Is he going to follow in that man's footsteps today?

"Deputy Commander, I'll carry you away!" Wei Changgui, who was also panting and sweating, came over and said with concern.

"No!" He glared at Wei Changgui, said unhappily, and continued to walk forward.

He was only 32 years old, not old enough to let the guards march on their backs!

The hardest part of the road is the top of the mountain. I looked up several times, and I thought that there were only a few tens of meters left. He mustered up the remaining strength and walked upward, only to find that there were still dozens of meters above the target he had identified, and his vision was blocked by the mountain protrusion just now. It was not easy to walk the second dozens of meters, it turned out that there was a slope dozens of meters long above, and only after walking through the third dozens of meters could we finally reach the mountain beam line. He felt that he was exhausted to the extreme, and he was completely desperate when he looked at this bumpy road! He can't climb the mountain beam! If you go even one meter further, you will die of heart failure instantly!

This time he rested for about ten minutes before he lifted his heavy, numb leg back and moved forward.

He can't help but move forward, and as soon as he stops, the troops behind him will stop! As long as you have a breath left, you have to go up!

There are only a few meters left from the mountain beam line. The road was very flat, Liu Zongsheng stopped, supported his body with a wooden stick, and looked back at the bottom of the mountain. Only then did he have the strength to take a look at his troops!

In addition to the 7th Company and 1st Platoon with him, the whole battalion was also struggling to move on the big hillside below. Standing on the hill beam, he could not hear the sound of cannonballs exploding on the hillside, but he could see from time to time a cloud of fireworks rising in front of and behind the procession, and then quickly turning white and rising upward, but the team was cut into several pieces. Whenever a shell falls on the path, after the dust and smoke have cleared; There will be a few little black dots turning back towards the mountain stream. It was a stretcher for the martyrs or the wounded, and he understood that the bombed-up team was still climbing relentlessly, as if no one really saw artillery fire, mines, mutilation and death as one thing. Liu Zongsheng's heart suddenly became hot: everyone in this team is suffering for war and victory!

Motherland, your son is suffering for you!

After walking to the highest few meters of the mountain beam line, he spent nearly 20 minutes, and the Xilian Mountain with the peaks in front of him immediately came into view. Between Hill Hilian and Ridge No. 1 was a half-sunlit, foggy canyon that appeared wider than the map, stretching from far west-south, lying at his feet, and turning southeast as far as the eye could see in the east. From that direction, Liu Zongsheng used the telescope to find the three small heights they were going to occupy for the first time!

The heights of 632, 633, and 634 were obscured by the huge shadow of the main peak of the Xilian Mountain, the Big Nose Peak, and the fog was shrouded, and it was impossible to see the true face, but it was true that not a single gunshot could be heard from that direction.

In front of him, on the No. 3 peak of Xilian Mountain, a high-level dual-purpose machine gun was still firing at the 342 heights just now, and it is still silent.

The wind was very strong at the highest part of the Shanliang Line, and Liu Zongsheng felt that his consciousness and thinking ability had completely recovered. He looked at his watch: half past eleven. Starting from the mountain stream, they climbed this side of the hill for three hours. However, his heart was still very excited: although it took one hour longer than the original plan, he and the 7th Company and the 1st Platoon climbed the No. 1 Ridge Mountain Beam after all! As long as he climbs up first, his troops will also overcome the Soviet artillery fire and minefields!

"Deputy Battalion Commander Chu, let the front stop, temporarily disperse and rest in concealment, and wait for the troops behind!" He said to the deputy battalion commander Chu Maolin; At the same time, he ordered a walkie-talkie to follow behind him to convey his order to the companies: speed up!

At present, the whole battalion is too scattered, and any further will be directly exposed to the sight and firepower of the Soviet army in Xilian Mountain; Only by shrinking the forces and shortening the time for the whole battalion to reach their destination from Ridge 1 to the destination, so that the Soviets did not have time to move before they reached the area of Heights 632, could the casualties in the more arduous campaign ahead be reduced.

In the next quarter of an hour, Liu Zongsheng sat behind a rock on the mountain beam line, swallowed the water in the kettle on his body, and swallowed a packet of compressed dry food handed to him by Wei Changgui little by little, and gradually recovered some of his strength. Xiao Qiang and Cui Shi'an caught up with the other two platoons of the 7th Company. Seeing that the deputy head of the regiment had stopped the vanguard, Xiao Qiang was a little anxious. Peng Tao set the time for their small army to arrive at the 632 highland area to launch an attack at 12 noon, and now it is less than 10 minutes away from this time!

"Deputy Regiment Commander, should we let the 7th Company go first?" He limped to Liu Zongsheng and pointed to the watch on his wrist and said.

"No, wait a little longer!" Liu Zongsheng replied without much explanation.

For a field commander who reads and leads his troops on a mission, only victory is the most important thing. The course of every battle is a collection of unexpected and unanticipated complications on both sides of the enemy, and the commander must know how to carry out the instructions of his superiors in a timely and flexible manner, rather than rigidly. But half an hour later, he still made a compromise, and without waiting for the 9th Company, which was the rearguard, and the stretcher team of migrant workers led by the deputy training officer to climb the mountain beam, he called the commanders of the 7th and 8th companies, who had arrived one after another, to him, and ordered: "Immediately advance to the destination at the speed of the attack!" No matter what happens along the way, don't stop! Once you reach the 92 Heights area, no matter which company is in front, you must immediately attack the three highlands there, don't wait! ”

"Yes!" Everyone answers.

Liu Zongsheng understood that he couldn't wait for 9 companies any longer. Two companies of troops poured up on the No. 1 Ridge Mountain Beam Line, which would soon be noticed by the Soviet troops in Xilian Mountain. Soldiers, you are fast!

Chu Maolin, the deputy battalion commander, led the 7th Company and 1st Platoon, which was also the sharp knife platoon of the whole battalion, took the lead in jumping over the mountain beam line, rushing down the southern slope of the half-man tall pine sapling, and running quickly along a forest path that winds to the southeast. Liu Zongsheng didn't let himself stay any longer, and when all the 7 companies passed, he quickly followed with Xiao Qiang and Cui Shi'an.

His estimate was right: as soon as the Chinese army appeared on the No. 1 Lingnan slope, it was discovered by the Soviet troops in the direction of Xilian Mountain. Fortunately, the path in the forest was twisting and turning, and the Soviets were obviously confused for a moment about the intention of this unit to move south to the No. 1 Ridge, and this hesitation allowed them to move quickly for 15 minutes without the threat of the enemy. But after 15 minutes, although the Soviets still did not understand their intentions, a high-level dual-purpose machine gun on the No. 3 peak of Xilian Mountain still reacted strongly - it shot at them condescendingly from a distance of thousands of meters!

"Knock knock knock!" With the sound of a firing that caused an earth-shattering echo in the mountains and gorges in an instant, a series of terrifying sharp projectiles dragged the metal trill, "clattering" through the air, and flew towards this small force heading south from the mountain girder line, sending stone chips flying into the sky, cutting off the crowns of young trees one by one, and raising dead green smoke in the forest meadows and bushes. After nearly four hours of running, the soldiers who had become numb to the shelling of the Soviet army were suddenly hit so violently that they panicked, some of them fell to the ground in fright, and some of them scattered aimlessly, and the advancing ranks were immediately in chaos!

As soon as that terrifying sound sounded, Liu Zongsheng understood what kind of weapon it was, and as soon as his brain howled, all the blood on his body gushed up! Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun!

In addition to the tanks and planes of the Soviet army, the Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun was another weapon that impressed him the most among all the weapons used by the Soviet army. He had not only seen soldiers who were hit by Soviet high-level machine gun bullets, but each of them had a bloody hole the size of a bowl, and they died instantly, with no hope of survival. Not only that, but the sound of the extraordinarily heavy-sounding fire, along with its reverberations through the valleys, had a devastating effect on the soldiers' will to fight. Seeing the soldiers lying down one after another, Liu Zongsheng was really anxious: must not stop! There were not many usable terrain features on the hillside other than a few bushes, and they were more vulnerable to Soviet fire if they stopped. Separated by a distance of thousands of meters, the Soviet troops can only carry out fuzzy shooting, and instead of lying here and being beaten, it is better to quickly rush through the enemy's fire blocking area!

And even more importantly, they could not give the Soviet commanders more time to think about the intentions of this small force!

"Don't run around! Don't stop! Y'all fucking get up and run! He cursed loudly, his face became extremely frightened, and as he walked forward quickly, he flew up and kicked a man lying in the grass! Do you want to wait here to die?! He stared at the man with blood-red eyes, and yelled at the man, eager not to recognize who he was. The man got up and ran forward, and he didn't care about him, and searched for someone else with that terrible gaze. At the same time, he did not slow down his pace.

He didn't notice that he had been exposed as an important athletic target. It wasn't until strings of green smoke rose rapidly in front of him and behind him that Liu Zongsheng realized that he was being targeted by Soviet shooters. He lay down on the spot, rolled down the slope several times, and bent down to perform several irregular movements among the trees, before he was thrown off by the rain of bullets that the Soviet army followed.

He got up again and looked at the troops, and found that the troops were still in disarray, but the overall speed of movement had increased!

Moving forward a little further, the high-level dual-purpose machine gun on the No. 3 peak of Xilian Mountain was not entangled with them. Judging from the gunshots, Liu Zongsheng could tell that it had turned to the 9th Company and the stretcher team of migrant workers in the back. He only took a breath, and then he heard the firing of a Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun on the Dabi Peak, the main peak of Xilian Mountain in the southeast. Liu Zongsheng was suddenly shocked in his heart, and secretly shouted: Not good! The commanders of the Soviet troops had almost guessed their intentions - they could not be allowed to react accurately now! A little confusion must be created for them!

The troops in front of them were automatically stopped by the interception of a new high-level dual-purpose machine gun. Liu Zongsheng hurriedly arrived and ordered Chu Maolin: "The whole battalion changes its route and turns to the southwest to advance!" ”

(To be continued)