Flying bullets were whistling, rows and rows of whistling bullets, and tracer bullets streaked across the night from time to time, and the sound of breaking wind continued overhead, and the sound of bullets continued to be around them. Wu Yan lay in the dark, looking at the shining tongue of fire in the turret's 'shooting' hole, and he saw it cold.

Not counting the scattered rifles in the turret, there was a "strong" light machine gun with a crooked handle, a "strong" Czech light machine gun, and I did not expect that there was also a "strong" Type 92 heavy machine gun, which was strengthened after the completion of the turret.

Despite the cover of darkness, and despite the fact that the three 'strong' machine guns were blindly 'shooting', the soldiers of the company also sacrificed several of them, not counting the wounded, the firepower was too powerful, and the distance was more than 100 meters.

"Machine gun! Keep shooting me! Machine gun!" Wu Yan tore his throat and screamed into the darkness on the side, but there was no response, and finally realized that the two machine gunners were hanging, and ordered the soldiers next to him: "Go over and take over the machine gun." ”

The two soldiers crawled into the darkness in the whistling of bullets, and after a while, the 'strong' Czech light machine gun of the first company finally began to sound again, and the ballistic trajectory rushed to the position of the fire tongue on the turret, and before a magazine was finished, the light and heavy machine guns on the turret immediately beckoned to the machine gun tongue of the first company, and the barrage was like rain, and the hail in that area was like a hail, and in an instant, the machine guns of the first company did not move again.

After a short respite break, the platoon commander Tie Dan quickly crawled forward with the soldiers around him, but unfortunately, after only advancing a dozen meters, the machine-gun trajectory on the turret began to 'messily' and 'shoot' again, crackling and 'chaotic' in all directions, occasionally accompanied by the muffled snort of someone being shot.

Feeling that he had climbed into a shallow pit, the iron egg stopped on the spot, very helpless. This is firepower, the enemy does not have the concept of the number of bullets 'medicine' at all, they don't know how many there are in the eight routes, so they can only keep sweeping, keep fighting, their purpose is to hold on until reinforcements arrive, so they squander unscrupulously and exchange bullets for time.

......

On the east side, the ninth platoon panted and headed towards the turret.

At a distance of five hundred meters, the box was thrown down, while a person from the third class was left to look backwards.

At a distance of three hundred meters, Xiao Hongying, Wu Shishi and Li Xiang were asked to stop hiding. The girl was left for her safety, and Li Xiang was left because the grenadiers had no effect on the turret.

At a distance of two hundred meters, the first squad went to the left, Hu Yi and Luo Fugui took machine guns to the right, and the two sides were pulled apart to prepare for suppression.

At a distance of 100 meters, Ma Liang's third squad stopped to make support and supplementary preparations, and watched Liu Jianqiang continue to 'touch' forward with the second squad that had been temporarily allocated ten grenades.

The gunfire rang out in a hurry, and the attention in the turret was drawn by a company on the west side, and the sentinels on the east side could only see the situation within the light of the campfire outside the trench, and the rest was all pitch black, and the ears were full of gunfire, and no sound could be heard.

About to climb into the range illuminated by the firelight, Liu Jianqiang signaled his men to stop, and he continued to climb forward until the edge of the light, stopped, and 'touched' the grenade, the first trouble was the bonfire outside the trench.

Twisting the lid and pulling the rope and waving his arms in one go, about thirty meters away, and with good luck, the first grenade rolled down by the campfire.

Boom - the sky was full of brilliance in an instant, raising the rain of Mars, sprinkling the ocean, as if the flat ground burst into fireworks, a magnificent piece.

At this moment, on the west side, the regiment commander realized that the ninth platoon was indeed there, but the situation was still not optimistic, even if it was fought from both sides, this nail might not be able to pull it out; Wu Yan exhaled a breath of air, no matter what, the firepower that was frantically suppressing the west side would always have to 'draw' a part of it back, and the struggling company would reduce the pressure.

Hu Yi, who had already leaned on the butt of the machine gun on his shoulder, frowned, and he had already heard it on the way here, one heavy machine gun and two light machine guns, even if it was through the darkness, the attack from the west would be pressed so that he could not raise his head, this battle was very difficult, and it should not be fought. But the opposite side is fighting, and the nine rows must also be on this side, and if you don't want to fight, you have to fight.

At this moment, the turret also realized that there were people in the east, and the sparks were shining all over the ground, and there was no light, and nothing could be seen.

The crooked sub-machine gun turned around and began to sweep into the darkness to the east, and some of the rifles were also placed on the east side of the 'shooting' hole, crackling and crackling.

Hu Yi's machine gun rang out, and in the range of the 'shooting' hole near the tongue of fire of the crooked handle, stray bullets 'intertwined' and tore at the hard wall, and the crooked machine gun was temporarily dumb.

The last bullet came out of the chamber, and Hu Yi ripped off the machine gun and rolled sideways, while shouting: "To the right, go." After speaking, I noticed that Luo Fugui had already moved a piece to the right, so why did he need to urge?

The crooked handle began to howl again, and slammed towards the position where Hu Yi had just 'shot', when a row of guns rang out on the left, then the second row, and then the third row, so that the crooked machine gun had just fired a dozen rounds and stopped 'firing'. After shrinking for a while, he tried to continue with the 'shooting' hole, but as soon as the muzzle flame lit up, the 'Ting' machine gun on the east side immediately sent all the second magazines, and the vicinity of the 'shooting' hole was beaten to ashes and smoke. The devils and puppet soldiers who were in charge of 'shooting' to the east finally realized that this would not work.

A 'stiff' crooked handle was suppressed, and was 'handed' over by Hu Yi and the first class, and they were stammered, and only sporadic rifles were 'shooting' indiscriminately. Liu Jianqiang shouted backwards: "The second class is ready to follow me!" After saying that, he got up, and the cat bent down and was about to rush to the edge of the trench thirty or forty meters away, when he suddenly found that there seemed to be a figure behind the battlement at the top of the turret, and then a little fire lit up on the top of the turret, and then flew out of the battlement in a rotating circle.

How could the grenade still catch fire? Although he could not understand what was going on, Liu Jianqiang fell down again and shouted at the same time: "Hide!" Several soldiers behind him crashed down in a hurry.

That little bit of fire fell to the ground, and there was a clear cracking sound.

Whew-The flames rose instantly.

A puppet soldier threw down a simple Molotov cocktail and smashed it outside the moat, near the location where the bonfire was extinguished, instantly illuminating a large area, burning on the ground, burning with earth.

Seeing the fire in front of him, Liu Jianqiang gritted his teeth and had no way, the oil was difficult to blow up, not to mention that it fell into a large piece, there was light again, and there was no way to push forward, and pushing it over was a trench, followed by barbed wire, there were no tools and preparations, and the future was bleak, what should I do?

......

Listening to the fierce burning of the machine gun, the swarthy and swarthy turret stood majestically, as if a giant beast was standing in the night and smiling proudly, the fist that Commander Lu had been clenching loosened and ordered Wu Yan: "Withdraw." All retreated. ”

"Commander, but the ninth platoon is still over there!"

"You can't fight anymore, you have to get in if you play nine more rows. Withdraw, execute the order. ”

After fighting for so many years, I can become the head of the regiment because I will never get dizzy. I didn't expect this turret to be so well built, and even the heavy machine gun was brought in, knowing that it might not be able to be hit, I still ordered it to be fought and tried. Commander Lu did this not only to try to get back those supplies, but more importantly, because the ninth platoon was also the cubs under his hands, and he couldn't let the ninth platoon chill.

But now that the Ninth Platoon had also joined the battle, the first platoon was under its own control and could retreat at any time, while the Ninth Platoon on the opposite side could not control it, and it was very likely that they would fall into it and never be able to walk again. The political commissar also said that he would rather lose the materials than try to pull the ninth platoon back, and now it seems that at least the ninth platoon is still there after withdrawing from the battle, although it can't come back for a while, at least it's still there, and this is the key.

......

The soldiers of the second squad had already approached Liu Jianqiang's vicinity, Ma Liang took the third squad to the side of the second squad and quietly moved forward for a while, and Shi Cheng's first squad and Hu Yi's machine guns 'handed over' desperately to suppress the turret.

The flame has not been extinguished, I can't afford to wait, Liu Jianqiang 'touched' the grenade again, how much was blown up, just pinched the cover of the grenade, and suddenly heard a shout from the west. The machine guns on the turret were constantly firing wildly, so noisy that they couldn't be heard clearly.

Trying to prick up his ears, the shouts seemed to be getting louder and louder, as if many people were shouting loudly at the same time, over and over again, gradually becoming uniform, and finally surpassed the noise of the gunshots, so that Liu Jianqiang could hear the content clearly, and the entire second class could hear it clearly, and then the third class also heard it clearly.

“...... Nine platoons, withdrawn from the battle. Nine platoons, withdrawn from the battle ......"

It was the shouts of the whole company, echoing in the howl of the machine guns, echoing in the dark night sky, listening to Liu Jianqiang's ears, but he felt that the 'agitation' was more and more high-spirited, and the mountains and seas were overwhelming.

Gradually, even the gunfire in the turret stopped, and the enemy was surprised, 'confused', and they tried to understand what was really happening. The puppet soldiers stared at each other with wide eyes, what is the Ninth Platoon? Why are so many people calling them? The devils listened stupidly for a long time, this doesn't seem to be persuasion, Tubalu won't be so naïve, it must be impossible to beat and scold people, right?

So all the gunfire stopped, and only the uniform shouts remained, repeated over and over again, smashing into the ears of everyone on the battlefield and echoing.

It was obviously a request to withdraw from the battle, but everyone in the ninth platoon felt that their hearts were hot, inexplicably hot, and even began to throb. Looking through the firelight, over the trench, through the barbed wire, into the deep darkness to the west, that is the Independent Regiment, that is the advice of the comrades-in-arms, and the blessings!

Hu Yi understood, the head of the regiment was on the other side. Wu Yan was cautious, the defense was not enough, and the plan was changed from the fallen leaves village to play the green water shop, he didn't have the courage, this could only be the handiwork of the regiment commander. Using this method of contact to inform the Ninth Platoon of the withdrawal and abandon the materials into the mountain is even more important for the regiment commander to decide.

Enough, enough, to be able to fight under such a regimental commander, unyielding.

"Xu Xiao. ”

"Yes. ”

"Go up and notify the second and third shifts, and withdraw. ”

There is no need to gnaw on this hard nail, but Hu Yi's heart is still tight, and he can't go back to the nine rows at the moment, so what should he do next? The night is dark, there are clouds, and even the stars can't be seen, and now it's past midnight, and there is no clue, no direction...... -- 99043 + dsuaahhh + 29691986 -- >