Anything can happen on the battlefield, and it's nothing new to see victory in sight one second and capture alive the next. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Zhou Qingfeng's murderous intent that he had trained in the last days of the wasteland was extremely heavy, and he didn't treat Nan Bang as a human being when he went to the battlefield. He is a typical unorganized and undisciplined person, and everything is pragmatic. Seeing that his squad leader was going to commit suicide for a stain that was not a stain, he simply killed all the southern stick captives.

But for the army of turtles, killing prisoners is a big crime that will cost their heads. But looking at the corpses all over the ground, the squad leader didn't hesitate for too long. He stomped his foot, took Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said, "Zhou Da, you saved my life." I can't thank you enough for saving my face. ”

In Zhou Qingfeng's view, it is just a trivial matter, but it is simply subversive for the squad leader who has received the education of the party and the army. But this is a matter of his own life, and the captives have already been killed, so he can't continue to commit suicide, right?

The gunfire continued on the battlefield, and the 2nd Battalion of Nanbang was still stubbornly resisting on the '490' heights. The 1st Battalion of Nanbang also mobilized all its artillery fire to bombard the positions of the 4th Company of the 354th Regiment of the Volunteer Army, and the fighting was also quite fierce for a time, and the encircled 2nd Battalion of Nanbang must be resolved as soon as possible.

Zhou Qingfeng gave his 38 big cover to the squad leader, and the two hurried to the battlefield. It was said that the squad leader still had a task to complete, and he was originally ordered to find a way to attack the '490' heights in a roundabout way, but the task was not completed and he was caught by the Nanbang soldiers who tried to escape.

The squad leader, who intended to atone for his crimes, still remembered his mission, and he took the lead in leading Zhou Qingfeng back, and the two met other comrades-in-arms who were besieging the '490' high ground in the mountains.

"There are quite a few remnants of the enemy, and they also occupy favorable terrain, and our attack is blocked."

"The casualties of the frontal assault were too great, and the chief ordered to find another way to kill them."

"Did you find anything?"

Facing the inquiries of other company comrades-in-arms, Zhou Qingfeng and the squad leader glanced at each other, and immediately thought of the gang of Nanbang miscellaneous soldiers who had fled in chaos just now. It is likely that those men escaped from the encirclement.

"Come with me, I should be able to find my way up the mountain." Zhou Qingfeng has received professional field tracking training, in the past, he used to call 'dog meat' when he encountered this kind of thing, but now he has to rely on the skills he has mastered.

The squad leader also remembered the approximate location where he had just been captured, and the number of prisoners who were exterminated was quite large, and the traces left were easy to find. Zhou Qingfeng took the lead as a spearhead, and followed the trampled traces for a few hundred meters before finding the way to the '490' high ground from the side and rear.

But when Zhou Qingfeng and others emerged from a highland slope, the sound of 'tom tom tom' gunfire immediately rang out on the mountain ridge. Two heavy machine guns were erected on the slope, and the volunteers below who were condescendingly fighting immediately retreated.

There were heavy machine guns to suppress it, and there were also defensive positions set up by hundreds of Nanbang soldiers, and the more than 30 volunteer soldiers below couldn't lift their heads. Someone immediately ran to report to his superiors, but Zhou Qingfeng, a sharp soldier, turned around and shouted, "Is there a mortar?" Just blast it with a few shells. ”

Big brother, what are you talking about?

When the volunteers entered the DPRK, the strongest firepower of the squad was a light machine gun, and the bullets were not enough. If you want to talk about mortars, they are the big killers in the hands of Lianli, and there are not enough shells. That thing is not an important target, it will not be pulled up, and it will not appear in front of Zhou Qingfeng immediately.

The two strongest weapons at the disposal of ordinary infantry are either grenades or grenadiers. But the grenadier is easy to use and difficult to master, and the volunteer army is slowly withdrawing. Zhou Qingfeng didn't bring these people in front of him.

"Let's stay here and wait for backup." The squad leader carefully observed one or two, and found that the terrain occupied by the enemy on the slope was quite good, and the open land of several tens of meters was unobstructed, and it was difficult to find cover to launch an attack. And he just raised his head to invite a dense burst of bullets.

But if you want to defend it, you can't keep it casually, Zhou Qingfeng and others don't have mortars, and there are south sticks on the slope of the high ground. They found out that there were volunteers gathered under their positions, and immediately brought them a few shells.

A curved mortar does not need to see the target, it just needs to know the approximate location of the target. Hearing the muffled sound of the cannon ejecting from the top of his head, Zhou Qingfeng's face changed greatly, and he shouted, 'Lie down'.

A few shells fell, and Zhou Qingfeng's improvised assault team was overturned, and several soldiers were killed or injured in an instant.

In the face of the rain of bullets, everyone else held their heads and couldn't retract into the ground, silently enduring the flying fragments and blown up rubble, only Zhou Qingfeng was unwilling to be beaten so passively.

"it, I don't want to be bombarded like this." Zhou Qingfeng was carrying a captured military backpack, which contained a lot of loot he had just picked up. He leaned behind a dirt slope and pulled an MK2 grenade from his backpack in a half-crouch.

Compared to the inferior grenades filled with black powder by the volunteers, the MK2 grenades of the Americans were much more powerful. Moreover, Zhou Qingfeng is still a special high-explosive type, and the shells are painted yellow to show the difference.

The enemy's position was fifty meters away from the slope, the slope was still very steep, and the difference in height was more than twenty meters. It is basically impossible for an ordinary fighter to drop a grenade in such a situation. But Zhou Qingfeng held the grenade and pulled the safety ring, released the grip and stopped for two or three seconds before throwing it out.

Zhou Qingfeng's squad leader followed him, lying on the ground to see that he was actually throwing a grenade, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't bother, the distance is too far, we can't reach it." ”

"Who said that?" Under the 'murderous' BUF, Zhou Qingfeng is now four times the physical fitness of ordinary people, and the little MK2 was thrown far away by him with a 'whoosh', and it exploded when it flew above the Nanbon position.

The body of the MK2 projectile has a prefabricated groove, which splits into dozens of fragments under a single explosion, and flies more than ten meters away, covering a large area.

The soldiers on the slope didn't expect it to be a grenade at all, and they all thought it was a mortar bombarding themselves. Suddenly found that an explosion appeared beside him, so he hurriedly lay down in the hastily arranged position to dodge.

With this dodge, the firepower of the southern stick suppressive fire was much smaller, but more and more 'mortar shells' were thrown down the slope. Each one is thrown up and exploded, and the 'whoosh' and 'boom' are endless.

Compared with the rate of fire of mortars, Zhou Qingfeng dropped the grenade much faster. He kept throwing grenades, and the more than twenty of them he collected were quickly lost. The soldiers on the slope were blown up and howled wolf, and they thought it was several mortars shooting at death.

The squad leader lying behind him felt that it was impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to throw the grenade on it, but when the people above him were blown up, he hurriedly shouted to his comrades behind: "The enemy is suppressed, follow me." ”

There was a non-commissioned officer leading the team, and the other soldiers immediately followed closely with their guns and cats. At first, everyone was worried that the fire point on the slope would suddenly recover, and the team of two or three people would lie down after running a few steps. But later it was found that the enemy above was only bombed and did not fight back, so he immediately rushed forward with courage.

When they rushed to the position, they found that half of the more than 100 Nanbang soldiers above were defeated. They either cowered in shallow trenches like ostriches, or ran around in the woods and weeds like headless flies.

The shouts of 'surrender the gun or not kill' became one after another, and the volunteer soldiers who assaulted with guns looked majestic and unstoppable into the enemy formation. A thought came to everyone's minds - that kid was a humanoid mortar just now! (To be continued.) )