The Soviet soldiers on the hillside were still holding heavy machine guns, looking at the warm soil under their feet with a look of disgust, but the sudden artillery bombardment made them lie on the ground without hesitation, and they rolled on the top of the hillside full of ashes and blazing without care, and at the same time, the two machine gun teams also reacted quickly, panicked and almost helpless, but they still stretched the tripod and aimed the muzzle of the heavy machine gun at the direction of the shelling in front of them.

But before they could pull the trigger, at the top of the hill in front of them, as a narrow shooting hole was pushed open because of the obscuration, a rapid and coherent dull gunfire appeared in their ears. Their eyes widened in horror, and they also saw that just below the tongue of fire at the top of the hill, there was also a tongue of fire spreading, and with the extremely rhythmic dull sound of gunfire, a series of heavy machine gun bullets with the breath of death instantly swept across the top of their hillside, and hit a cloud of dust!

This was a sudden attack, which caught all the Soviet soldiers off guard and dodged in a panic, but without escaping a few steps, they were caught up by the warhead with huge kinetic energy and potential energy, and forcibly broke off half of the body, just like slashing Ling Chi in the waist. Ordinary human bodies can't resist even 7.62mm caliber assault rifles, let alone this 12.7mm large-caliber heavy machine gun, almost a bullet touches the skin of the waist, and the whole body is cut in half by the scythe of death, messy internal organs are scattered all over the ground, convulsions and howls miserably, and then tragically finally die.

Those veterans with battlefield experience, on the contrary, did not stand up and prepare to flee or counterattack because of the attack of these new recruits, they were all elites who had survived similar battlefields, and they all knew that if they wanted to survive at this time, they had to lie quietly on the ground. They were as motionless as the corpses around them, even when they were swept away by heavy machine gun fire and the dust was flying at a very close distance.

They could perceive the defensive bunker at the top of the hillside, and they were equally aware that the distance between the two sides was more than a thousand meters. If you don't have a special observation device, you just need to be careful to avoid your own death. The remaining fifty or so veterans were still lying on the ground, all of them were looking at the scattered corpses and stumps around them with bloodstained faces, blood and broken internal organs had been stained on their bodies, but they only moved carefully, and calmly gestured to each other, as if they wanted to make some tactical moves.

But their movements have already been seen by the marines in the defensive bunkers through the high-magnification scope stuck on the heavy machine gun. They simply adjusted the direction of the muzzle, and slightly pulled the trigger more briefly and rhythmically, and the ordinary three short shots almost made the Soviet soldiers at the bottom of the valley continue to burst out with patches of blood, mixed with stumps and internal organs, covering the entire ground at the bottom of the hill.

"The enemy's heavy firepower has been eliminated, and the rest of the personnel are all blocked between the hills by our firepower, which can be determined that the enemy's formation is about to be exhausted, and it can be judged that it has lost the ability to attack and counterattack!"

The captain in Cave No. 5 had already put down the telescope in his hand, and he was also looking at the canyon in the distance that was still filled with gunsmoke from a higher place, but because of the ups and downs of the hillside, he could not see the battlefield of frontal contact, so he could only come to the side of the rock wall where the communication equipment was located, and quickly notified the front-line enemy bunkers, and after asking a few words, he turned his head to Liszt with a solemn head and asked loudly: "Do you order the front-line bunkers to destroy them all?" ”

"Destroy them!" The corners of Liszt's mouth smiled slightly, what is there to pity for these Soviet soldiers? He nodded slowly, but his voice was categorical, and there was no emotional fluctuation. This is a naked battlefield of life and death, and he doesn't need to leave too many prisoners, even if all the Soviets are wiped out by them, for Liszt, it is also a lot of points, which can deal with more violent and fierce attacks for the next Soviet troops!

As his order was given, the heavy machine-gun fire from the defensive pillbox on the hill in the distance became a little more intense. The dull and furious gunfire appeared in this space, and the yellow-orange-orange bullet chain shook and was slid by the rifling of the inner wall of the spiral barrel, and the bullet with terrifying kinetic energy had steadily crossed a distance of more than a kilometer, sweeping through patches of dirt, and at the same time making the Soviet soldiers who were still trying to pretend to be dead or counterattack with AKM assault rifles turned into bloody corpses.

"They're out of combat, Mr. Liszt, can't you take them prisoner?"

Bryjewski's face was pale, and he could already hear the dull sound of a wooden hammer striking the ground in the distance. He knew it was the roar of heavy machine guns, and he knew that the unprepared Soviet soldiers swept through the horror like leeks. He slowly trembled his hands, gritted his teeth and said softly to Liszt in front of him: "Could it be that what you choose at this time is to kill everyone?" ”

"I'm sorry, I don't need a captive."

As if hearing some funny joke, Liszt turned to look at the angry look on Bredevsky's face, a mocking smile curled up at the corners of his mouth, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the Soviet officer's chest, raised his eyebrows and asked slowly: "Maybe Mr. Brejewski, you know in your own heart that I need to be taken prisoner is of any use?" After a slight pause, his eyes were still full of mockery, and he said lightly: "Do you think you will leave prisoners?" ”

"We... We..."

Blegevsky's hands trembled, his thighs trembled slightly, and his fingertips subconsciously touched the military thorn on the side of his thighs, and his chest seemed to rise and fall in anger, gulping the air in front of him with gunsmoke and scorched earth, and looked at Liszt with wide eyes: "I know your reputation, Mr. Liszt, but you must also know that the Soviets are different from those Mexicans, and your methods will suffer the most brutal revenge from the Soviets!" ”

"Threaten me?" The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more sarcastic, but Liszt looked at Bryjewski in front of him, but a smile appeared on his face, as if the two sides had met for a long time. Liszt's hands slowly opened, his movements were like God's redemption, looking at Bryjewski in front of him, he shook his head lightly and said, "When you slaughtered the captives, wasn't it the same as what I did?" ”

Liszt looked at Bryjewski in front of him, he slowly stepped forward, looking at his pale face and forehead covered with cold sweat, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little disdainful, and a cold snort came out of his nose: "What do you think? It's just that you saw me slaughtering the captives, so I left behind this so-called fame. He paused slightly, and then reprimanded mercilessly: "And no one paid attention to you when you slaughtered the prisoners, so you are the great Soviets." ”

"But didn't the U.S. Federation slaughter prisoners?"

Bryjewski's hand was already hidden behind him, and the military spur on his thigh had also been held in his hand, and the hidden movement followed his angry forward appearance, like a special soldier's extremely sharp and fast backhand in his hand. And he seemed to take a step forward angrily, and the example of Liszt was already less than a meter, his eyes brought up a bit of figure, and his mouth also said loudly to Liszt: "The American Federation and the Soviets, who is really kind?" ”

"It's all the same guy, that's why I'm here, you know?"

The cold snort in his nose was full of disdain, Liszt's eyes had already looked at Brejewski's right hand, and his face still had a look of disdain, and he also slowly walked forward half a step, the distance between the two sides became closer and closer, and his words were also serious and dignified: "Don't think that the military thorn in your hand can cause me much damage, I know more about the world than you know." He looked at Bryjewski's pale and desperate face, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "I asked you to come just to let you see, in fact, there is not much difference between us." ”

The Soviet Union had an army, and Liszt could also have it, and the difference between the two sides was probably just a matter of numbers. The complex mountainous environment has also balanced the strength of both sides, not to mention with the help of the golden finger, why can't Liszt survive this Soviet attack? He looked at the pale face of Bleyjewski in front of him, walked sideways to the side, and waved to the two Marine guards at the same time: "Let our friend go back, he needs to have a good rest." ”

As he spoke, Bryjewski seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the thorn in his hand fell to the ground, and his face was pale and he was carried by two Marines towards the tunnel. But Liszt's order did not stop, he turned his head to look at the soldiers in the No. 5 cave behind him, and continued to order loudly: "The whole army is still on alert, the real attack of that group of Soviets has come!" ”

Liszt's eyes swept over the outside of the observation hole, and the flow of data in the eye gradually disappeared, but his vision could see through the small observation hole, and he could see that just above the sky, there were also two dozen black dots. At the same time, on the undulating hillside, even larger infantry units had appeared, as if they had learned of the fortifications that had been built, and stopped there like a dark cloud, waiting for the final order to attack. (To be continued.) )