Yang Haitao and the three team members respectively held the detonator in their hands, their eyes calculated the position like a ruler, and as Yang Haitao gave the order: "No. 10, No. 12, No. 13", the three team members pressed three buttons respectively, only to hear the explosions in the valley one after another, and the firelight reflected the entire canyon!

Tokassky was startled by the sudden explosion, and when he realized that he was in ambush, he immediately ordered everyone to quickly evacuate to both sides of the road, close to the hillside, and run out of the valley!

Due to the limited number of mines, they are concentrated in the middle of the road, and the roadside is indeed safe. The Soviets rushed out of the valley like lost dogs, not fighting back at all.

Seeing that they were about to escape, some people in the Soviet army began to cheer in advance, but unfortunately they were too happy, guarding the valley was the sniper team led by Li Wei himself, Li Wei was four people, two people, one group on both sides of the valley, four SVD guns showed sharp teeth, constantly harvesting the enemy's life, behind Zhu Zhi led three soldiers to chase up, launched an attack on the Soviet army from behind, they only did one thing, that is, from the top of the mountain to throw high-explosive grenades at the Soviet crowd, Surrounded by the combination of SV.D's accurate sniping and the exaggerated lethality of high-explosive grenades, the massacre soon ended, and all the Soviet troops fell in a pool of blood.

"We clean up the battlefield, and the others are on guard!" Xiang Wenhua rushed down the hillside with three soldiers, packing up guns, ammunition, food, and drinking water among the corpses, whether he could wait for reinforcements to arrive, these things were crucial! After cleaning up the battlefield, two soldiers came down and quickly returned to the top of the hill in response.

Xiang Wenhua distributed the seized weapons, and the food and drinking water were also concentrated and distributed equally among everyone. The battle will become more and more fierce, the enemy will not be willing to lose, the ammunition is insufficient, the mines and explosives are basically used up, the enemy has air supremacy, personnel transportation and material supply have an advantage, it is estimated that the enemy's large forces will soon come up!

Counted the number of people, 3 more soldiers were sacrificed in the battle just now, one was seriously injured, and there are only 11 people who can fight at present, Xiang Wenhua counted the weapons, only 2 bazookas, 1 light machine gun, 15 rifles, 3 pistols, 20 grenades, hundreds of bullets, no heavy weapons, no mines and explosives, and there are not many bullets, lack of soldiers and ammunition, how to continue fighting!

Someone whispered: "Instructor, let's just retreat, if we continue to fight like this, the third platoon will be gone!"

Li Wei hung a color on his left arm just now, he hung his arm and said: "Sun Erhu, what do you say, there is not a single scar in the third row, isn't it a scar the size of a bowl when the head falls off, and after thirty years, he is a good man, let's withdraw now, are we worthy of so many dead comrades?" Reinforcements haven't arrived yet, and even if we fight to the last man, we can't retreat! "

Yang Haitao stared at his bronze bell-like eyes and said loudly: "The enemy doesn't want to pass from the ghost, and if he wants to pass, he will step on my corpse!"

Xiang Wenhua, Li Wei, and Zhu Zhi looked at the soldiers who looked at death as if they were at home, and smiled with satisfaction.

Xiang Wenhua said: "Comrades, thirty years later, we will still be comrades-in-arms together, and we will still come to guard this little poplar outpost!"

"Yes, we will still be comrades-in-arms in the next life!" Everyone said.

Suddenly, a firm and weak voice came from behind him: "Instructor, give us a few grenades, we also have to live and die with the position!" Everyone turned around and saw that it was Yan Zhiliang, the fourth squad leader, who had his left leg broken in the bombing of enemy planes, and that he had crawled from the air-raid shelter where the wounded were concentrated, where there were four seriously wounded people. Xiang Wenhua nodded silently, Zeng Xiangjun took off his "glorious bullet" from his waist and solemnly handed it over to Yan Zhiliang, everyone saluted him, Yan Zhiliang put down the grenade, slowly raised his right hand, and returned a military salute!