The winding road, don't look at the people on the top of the mountain, they see that they are very clear, but at such a long distance, not everyone can hit the target; They had a Brown light machine gun with an effective range of only 550 meters, and a heavy machine gun could have reached it, but they didn't have it.

"If there are people on the top of the mountain, they should have seen it; Put out the torches! ”

After turning a corner, the torches gradually went out, and the Burmese on the top of the mountain were dumbfounded, they didn't know what was going on, and now they could only estimate where the Chinese were.

The night breeze carried moisture, and all the brothers were soaked with sweat on their backs, and their wet clothes were blown by the night wind, which was very cool.

"Make a small noise, and slowly touch it upwards."

Feng Yi stood on the side of the road and whispered.

"Second company, up!"

The second company commander held Thomson in his hand, bent down and followed behind the brothers, slowly moving his steps down the avenue.

Time passed little by little, and in the humid night wind, the footsteps and crashing sounds in the darkness were particularly conspicuous in the queue.

Feng Yi frowned, looking in the direction of their destination from time to time, these movements in the queue seemed so obvious in the quiet night.

Of course, this was only in Feng Ye's ears, in fact, the Burmese people on the top of the mountain did not hear anything, they opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears to look for the disappeared fire dragon.

"Did the Chinese come up?"

A Burmese asks the narrator's companion.

"I don't know."

"If they don't stop after extinguishing the torches and come up, it should be about half an hour."

"If they stay, or if they're just slowly touching up, there's no telling when it's going to come."

……

The Burmese muttered, waiting restlessly, and from time to time they looked at the avenue, where the Chinese had come from the south, and they could now retreat from the north, taking advantage of the absence of engagement.

But none of them dared to run, for fear of being shot by the captain from time to time, but they would have to bear the title of cowards when they returned to the tribe, which would make it difficult for them to survive.

"Pass it!"

The reason why the 58-yard summit line is called a natural hazard is that it is not only a place with a large butt to defend here, but they have a long line of fortifications on this part of the road.

The brothers of the two companies were now crouching on the avenue, making the final preparations, whether there was a defense or not, they were destined to go up to find out.

"A squad leader, take someone up to have a look; Be careful. ”

The commander of the second company ordered in a low voice, and the brothers of a squad slowly approached the top of the mountain next to the avenue with their guns in hand.

"Everyone, prepare!"

A squad of brothers was groping forward, Brown light machine guns were raised, and the rest of the brothers were holding rifles and Thomsons, quietly waiting for orders.

"Why hasn't there been any movement?"

The Burmese on the position were in a hurry, knowing that the enemy was coming, but they did not know when the enemy would attack or how they would attack.

"Do you want to hit a shuttle?"

The machine gunner next to him couldn't stand it anymore and put his finger on the trigger.

"Don't move."

It's a pity that his idea was rejected.

"Huhuhu......"

One of the brothers in the class held a gun, adjusted his breathing, his eyes kept sweeping around, his fingers bent on the trigger, ready to shoot at any moment.

"Click!"

The boots trampled on the dead branches of the ground, and the path up was difficult, surrounded by low bushes that were jumbled with trees of all sizes.

"It's coming!"

The Burmese in the bushes felt the movement and listened intently, and a voice was heard, and two men raised their heads and raised their rifles.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

"Chirp!"

The brothers on the trail fell on their stomachs at the sudden sound of gunfire, one bullet burrowing into one brother's body and another passing over the brothers' heads.

"The Chinese are coming! Hit labor-management! ”

On the position, warning shots had already sounded, and the captain of the volunteers shouted and ordered to open fire.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

On the front line of the 58-yard hilltop, the gunfire was loud, and the dense bullets rushed towards the trail.

"Tweet ......"

"Puff puff ......"

Bullets swept across the night sky, pierced through bushes, struck in the dirt, and flew mud and sand on the top of the mountain.

"He's a woman, and he's a Burmese, a bunch of haunted things."

The familiar sound of gunshots, Feng Yi cursed.

"Two companies attack, three companies block all the intersections, kill these things."

Feng Yi shook his teeth, if the devil occupied this place, he might retreat and wait for the heavy weapons to come before making plans, but these Burmese people, fighting five scum, if he didn't dare to attack, then it really couldn't be said.

"Yes!"

"Second company, follow me."

"Da Da Da ......"

The two sides opened fire at the roar of the Brown machine gun, and the muzzle flame of the machine gun flickered in the night sky, pointing the way for the attackers.

"I don't even know the crossfire, climb up with me."

The commander of the second company muttered and led the brothers to climb up.

"Grenades!"

In the fierce gunfire, the Burmese always felt that the Chinese had approached the position, and the captain shouted the order to throw grenades.

"Boom, boom......"

In the flash of the grenade explosion, the Burmese on the position finally saw clearly through the flash of light for two seconds that the Chinese soldiers in the dark night were crawling towards their position with guns in hand.

"Da Da Da ......"

Under the cover of the Brown machine guns, the brothers of the second company gradually climbed into the distance of firing.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Sudden ......"

Springfield-style rifles and Thomson's gunfire rang out, and a rain of bullets rushed to the Burmese on the position to greet them.

"Puff puff ......"

Unlike long-range machine-gun fire, close-range shooting exerted its power in the hands of these veterans who had been on the battlefield, and the Burmese who leaned out to shoot from the position kept getting shot, and as for the makeshift bunker in front of them, they kept getting shot.

"Up, up, up......"

The platoon leader shouted for the brothers to continue their assault.

"Over there, machine gunner, fight!"

"Da Da Da ......"

Similarly, the concentrated fire also exposed the main attack position of the second company, and the Brown machine gun no longer ignored the machine gun fire suppressed from a distance, and turned around and strafed the attacking second company.

"Puff puff ......"

In the blink of an eye, several of the brothers who were climbing upwards were shot and fell down in a miserable howl.

"He's a horse."

Feng Yi put down the sniper rifle in his hand in a decadent manner, wanting to rush forward; Because he has no firing angle at all, he can't do anything with the Burmese machine-gun fire.

"Regiment commander, you can't go up, the second company commander will take it."

The commander of the third company next to him stopped doing it and pressed Feng Ye in place; When he came, Min Fei explained, don't let him go up in person, it's too dangerous to attack the high ground on his back.

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