The slender Mosin Nagant rifle was pulled the trigger fiercely, and several Red Army soldiers quickly fired more than 100 meters in front of them, and a crisp gunfire appeared in the hills, and the fierce scene suddenly aroused a group of birds, fluttering their wings and flying in horror above the sky, wandering and not daring to fall.

And at the top of a hill, Li Yu's whole body was hidden in the dense bushes, because the branches and leaves of a lot of shrubs were tied to his body in advance, it looked almost like the dense shrubs that could be seen everywhere in the forest, and it was impossible to find out that this was a person if he didn't get close!

The forest is a peculiar place to defend a small force against a strong force, killing and wounding any enemy who dares to go deep alone and with great bravado at very little cost. The heavy weapons have lost their original power, whether it is a large-caliber heavy machine gun, a high-powered mortar, or even a tank and artillery, all of which will be eclipsed by it.

There were only five or six Soviet Red Army soldiers around him, but they had already been camouflaged, and a large number of bushes were tied to their bodies, and one by one they were lying on their stomachs or half kneeling, and they opened fire with the Mosin Nagant rifles that were tightly pressed against their shoulders, and fired at the looming figures in the grove in front of them.

It was an earthy yellow figure, quite conspicuous in this emerald green forest, almost lying on the ground, hidden behind shrubs and trees, and the unintentional earthy yellow color made the figures completely exposed. The standard uniforms of the Soviet Red Army may be considerate on the plains, but they are incompatible with the colors in the forest!

"Forest guerrilla warfare, let you be extremely powerful, so what?"

Li Yu bit a branch in his mouth, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was already quite obvious, the Soviet army, which was accustomed to fighting on the plains, with intensive artillery preparations, and tanks and cavalry as fire assaults, may be extremely powerful, but in this kind of hilly area full of woods and shrubs, it is like a giant with his hands and feet bound, and he can't exert his most powerful strength at all!

In particular, the Soviet military uniform was still in its primitive form, and it only had the function of distinguishing friend from foe, not at all the function of environmental cover. Even the current military uniforms are not even the green military uniforms that were common in later generations, so what about spotted camouflage and more advanced digital camouflage? Even in World War II, the Nazi German army in gray-green uniforms, although it seemed that lying on the ground was not easy to be detected by the enemy, in fact, there was not much environmental cover in it.

The two platoons of hundreds of Soviet soldiers, almost within five minutes of firing, just lay on the ground and hid behind the bushes, shooting indiscriminately in all directions, and were formed by Li Yu on another hill not far away, Yuri Marin, who led the other seven or eight soldiers, and the crossfire was completely dizzy, and it was impossible to distinguish where the enemy's firepower was!

"Even if the bipolar powers of later generations will lose in the face of jungle warfare and mountain warfare, let alone you now!"

In my mind, the number of points jumped up and down quickly, and almost with the sound of that gunshot, two hundred points would arrive quickly every once in a while. This shows that the enemy was killed, the smile on the corner of Li Yu's mouth never went down at all, the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand still fired quickly, and he whispered softly: "Taste the experience of guerrilla warfare summed up by later generations!"

Guerrilla warfare is to rely on elusive figures and cold guns to hinder the enemy, and its lethality is not strong, but the pressure it brings to any enemy is extremely terrifying. No one can imagine that when they are walking towards the front, they don't know when a lurking person will appear and give themselves a deadly bullet!

The war in Afghanistan in the Soviet Union and the Vietnam War in the United States are the best portrayals of such examples. Although they have an absolute advantage in force, they are simply helpless in the face of enemies with rudimentary weapons hidden in the mountains and forests!

"Fire, damn it, fire me!"

Velistov frantically yelled at the soldiers behind him, and the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand pulled the trigger fiercely in front of him, but looking at the appearance of not aiming at all, he knew that the bullet burst out of the muzzle, and the quasi-head didn't know where it flew at all, because he still didn't know where the enemy was!

The hilly terrain and dense bushes and groves were their nightmares, with gunfire everywhere, the roar of fire everywhere, and the roar of panic and hysteria everywhere. No one can keep quiet in it, especially when the comrades around him are still shot from time to time, and they are even more frightened!

The sound of gunfire echoed in the hills and forests, as if a company of troops were exchanging fire with each other, and the occasional pouring of light machine gun fire caused a large number of noisy gunfire throughout the forest and hills.

"Stop firing! You bastard, Velistov, stop firing for me! ”

Joysky crawled quickly on the ground, bracing himself on his elbows, and came to Velistov's side, gritting his teeth and shouting: "Do you know where the enemy is? If you don't know, stop shooting! The chaotic battle scene made him extremely angry at this group of soldiers, and he couldn't help but scold loudly: "In the name of the Odessa Military District Command, whoever continues to shoot at me will be sent to a military court when I go back!"

The deterrent effect of the court-martials is obviously still quite strong, as Joysky roared loudly, the entire unit suddenly stopped shooting indiscriminately, and the Soviet soldiers around who were still awake began to resume their previous behavior, all lying on the ground, carefully hiding their heads behind the cover they were looking for, not daring to shoot indiscriminately to expose their whereabouts.

But everyone's faces had a look of concern, especially when they looked at the guy who was directly shot in the head not far away, and his face suddenly drooped. It was the commander of their operation, but they were killed outright, and this kind of blow was the most deadly blow to their morale.

"There are not many people on the opposite side, two firing points"

Swallowing and foaming, Joysky listened intently to the sound of gunfire in front of him, and although he couldn't see exactly where the shot was fired, the exact direction was quite clear. Gritting his teeth heavily, he glared at Velistov next to him, and said loudly: "Command the army to launch a counterattack, don't tell me that you, a guy who has been a platoon commander, don't know how to fight!"

Velistov lay on the ground, looking at Joysky's annoyed and angry appearance, but he didn't panic, he grabbed his Mosin Nagant rifle, the smile on the corner of his mouth with a faint mockery, he shook his head and said, "But I'm just a squad leader now." But before he could finish his words, a cold thing instantly appeared on the center of his eyebrows, and at the same time, his eyes also saw Joysky's bloodshot eyes.

"Squad leader? No, no, no, Comrade Velistov, you are a commander who wants to lead our troops to victory! ”

Joysky's face was already blue, the head of the secret police had died, which almost showed that this originally sure extermination mission had already failed halfway, and if he didn't want to fail miserably, then he had to control the overall situation now! The TT-32 semi-automatic pistol in his hand was pressed against Velistov's eyebrows, and he was still working the eyebrows, almost word for word: "I said you are the platoon commander, you are, I said you are not, then you are trying to desert!"

"A replenishment squad, about twenty people, probably the guys I met before."

Velistov looked at Joysky deeply, then slowly knelt up, picked up a telescope on his waist, looked at the dense bushes and groves in front of him, and shouted at several Soviet soldiers who were lying on the ground not far away: "Don't play dead, tell the machine gunners, set up the light machine guns for me!" Shoot in those two directions! Suppress their firepower! ”