The buzzing hydroelectric generator set is all the time, not because of the turbulent underground river inside the cave base and rotates the blades, with the action of high-precision instruments will convert kinetic energy into kinetic energy, providing a small amount of long-term power source for the underground karst cave transformed into the base, for the base that completely relies on the exchange of industrial storage boxes to maintain the three major systems of lighting, ventilation and communication, even these two small hydroelectric generator sets, but also save a great amount of expenses.

This also had to admit to the Soviet officer, Brydevsky, that in just a month or two after he came here, he had already watched these Americans transform this originally dark and damp underground cave into a living base. Even though they didn't have permission to leave Cave No. 2, they could tell from the echoes of conversation that even on the outside of the cavern base, several large defensive bunkers had been built.

Blayjewski walked forward slowly, and the cave life that lasted for more than ten weeks left him without the slightest sunlight, and his already fair skin became a little pale. And his hair is also a little boring, and between his eyebrows and eyes is gone, he lost the calmness when he first came to this cave base, and occasionally turned his head to look at Liszt, who was also walking with him, his eyes were also a little more gloomy, and he coughed slowly, and he said lightly: "Then Mr. Liszt, you just took me to see the great Soviet army, how to conquer this humble base that has only been built for more than two months?" ”

"The Soviets may be strong enough to break through my humble base, but I don't think it's great."

In the slightly dim cave tunnel, Liszt was also striding forward, his face blankly glancing at Bryjewski, but the corners of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile. Just three meters behind him, two young men from the Marine Corps were guarding the Soviets in front of them with their M4A1 assault rifles on bayonets. However, there was not much nervousness in Liszt's eyes, although he knew that the side of the man's thigh next to him still had a Soviet military spur, he still strode forward without looking back, and at the same time said: "And they are here now." ”

"The tactical bombardment lasted about three minutes? If it were so dense on a frontal battlefield against the U.S. Federation, I would like the commander of this tactical bombing to be tried by a court-martial. ”

Blejewski shook his head slightly, shrugged his shoulders as if with some regret. However, his hand also subconsciously swept over the corner of his thigh with the posture of walking, and a Soviet army-style military thorn was firmly tied to the slightly bulging inside, which was still extremely sharp. This was quietly handed to him by another soldier, and Bryjewski looked at Liszt, who was almost close in front of him, his heart trembled slightly, and the fingertips that touched the handle of the military thorn also left, as if unintentionally: "If the bombardment had lasted longer, perhaps these unevenly stressed caves would have collapsed on their own." ”

"If the bombardment had lasted longer, perhaps you would have been buried underneath the collapsed rock formations." The smile on the corner of his mouth was still the same, Liszt's ears shook slightly, he seemed to hear the slight sound of wind in the tunnel in front of him, and at the same time, there was already some kind of burning and gunpowder explosion in his nasal cavity, and the pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up a little, and at the same time turned his head to look at Bledevsky, who seemed to be calm, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also a little mocking: "You know, I also have to explain one thing, we are under a few meters of rock formations, and it is unlikely that we will be bombarded by the surface and cause a collapse." ”

Liszt's eyes were sarcastic, but Bleyjewski's forward steps couldn't help but pause slightly, he could see the confidence hidden in the seemingly mocking gaze in front of him. Subconsciously swallowed and spit, and the two U.S. Marine Corps guards behind him were also urging him to continue moving forward, so he shook his head vigorously and continued to stride forward to keep up with Liszt's pace, but for some reason, his heart was a little more throbbing.

The smell of the scorched earth was getting stronger and stronger, and Liszt only sniffed the air slightly, and the tip of his nose was already full of this kind of gas that can only be produced after burning. Reaching out and rubbing the tip of his nose, Liszt still strode forward, two half-meter-high circular tunnels had been dug on both sides of Cave 4, and he knew that this was the main passage to the four defensive bunkers on the west side, but instead of getting into this narrow tunnel, he turned around and walked towards Cave 5.

Through the narrow tunnel, the atmosphere of war in Cave 5 was even stronger, ten marines were nervously stationed here, but the ground was all black ash blown in, and looking at the shot hole that had been opened, you knew that the ash and scorching smell were flying in from outside. An M2 Browning heavy machine gun has been erected on a concrete-poured firing position, the tripod firmly supports the heavy gun body, and the main and secondary shooters have also looked out nervously, through the long-sighted sight mounted on the heavy machine gun, extremely solemn observation of the situation outside.

And right next to this heavy machine gun position, in a corner of Cave No. 5, on a platform also made of concrete, a short and flexible gun was placed on it, which was operated by the other five marines in their respective divisions, and it was Liszt who exchanged the Type 92 infantry gun in the system for the Type 92 infantry gun of World War II. They were all ready, and they all looked at the situation outside with solemn faces, even the soldiers who were transporting ammunition had already moved a dozen shells and boxes of heavy machine gun bullet chains in the shortest possible time, opened them directly with a crowbar, and waited to be used at any time.

"Such a small artillery? It looks really strange. ”

And Bryjewski's eyes swept over the No. 5 cave, but his eyes were already on the Type 92 infantry gun on the artillery position in that corner. His brows couldn't help frowning slightly, in this world without the scope of traditional Asia, there is no trace of the Japanese army in World War II, and there is also no prototype of this Type 92 infantry gun that is extremely dexterous in a complex environment. But the previous military literacy still made him think for a moment in his mind, looking at the shape of this small artillery, he couldn't help but have a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "A mortar that can shoot directly?" I didn't know that the U.S. federal government would develop such a useless weapon. ”

"Of course, this thing has a short range and little power, and it's really a bit bloated compared to a flexible mortar."

Liszt did not have the slightest rebuttal to Brejewski's ridicule, but instead showed the same smile, turned his head to glance at the mockery on his face, slowly shrugged his shoulders, looked at the Type 92 infantry gun, which was more practical for the thinner bodies of Asians, coughed lightly, and then said lightly: "But this is also artillery, isn't it?" The smile on the corner of his mouth was also mocking, and he looked at Brejewski and said softly: "It's easy to suppress your small-caliber artillery artillery, isn't it?" ”

The smile on Bredevsky's face gradually receded, as the commander of the regimental level troops, of course he knew what the most important artillery in mountain warfare should be. And he looked at the muzzle of the gun, which was diagonally upward, like a mortar, and his face had changed. And his eyes swept over the muzzle of the gun that was obviously 70mm caliber, but his eyes looked at the shell next to him, which was significantly larger in length, width and height than ordinary mortar shells, and couldn't help but widen his eyes gradually, and turned his head to look at Liszt and said in a rough voice: "You have already planned it?" ”

Although this kind of artillery is not as convenient and flexible as mortars, looking at the thick and narrow shooting hole in front of it, it can only make the shells of this gun fly out. This is undoubtedly an artillery position in a bunker, which can effectively kill and wound the enemy and completely protect itself. Bladevsky's face was already a little blue, and he could imagine it like a mortar, or a howitzer, or a small cannon that fired straight at the cannon, with the fire of several heavy machine guns in the pillboxes and bunkers, easily harvesting the images of the Soviet infantry who were still ignorant and continued to attack in this direction.

"Of course, since you found out, haven't we done everything for today?"

Taking a deep breath, the rich scorched earth aura made Liszt seem to return to the battlefield he had not seen for a long time, he turned his head and glanced at Brejewski, whose face had become extremely ugly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly appeared on his face. Liszt slowly took a few steps forward to the original entrance, which had been blocked by concrete, and outside the small observation hole, he could see the land that had become dark and only ashes remained.

The data link in his eyes flowed, and Liszt's eyes had already seen through the observation posts and the limitations of distance, like a telescope, to see the Soviet soldiers who were gathering together, as if they were on an outing. Liszt squinted slightly, and the smile at the corners of his mouth became more and more mocking, as if he were talking to himself, and said softly: "Behold, they are like a spring outing, do you think we can achieve victory, my dear Comrade Bryjevsky?" ”

As he spoke, he had already taken out his walkie-talkie in the mezzanine on his chest, and pressed it slowly, as expected, all of it was a murmur after being interfered with, but Liszt just snorted coldly, turned his head to look at the commander of the No. 5 cave next to him, and ordered slowly: "Then tell our troops now and wait for my order!" (To be continued.) )