under fire

Chapter 1015 Victory in the First Battle
The wild boar didn't run far, just now it demonstrated in the dark, expressing its dissatisfaction with the Twolegs that broke into its territory, and then jumped back to its nest.

He pricked up his ears, hoping that the other party would know the difficulty and retreat.

But suddenly he heard the sound of clothes being rattled by the bushes, this time he was really angry.

Out of the darkness again.

He saw the swarthy wild boar snorting close at hand.

The guerrilla with a sharpened wooden stick in his hand was overjoyed: "The wild boar is out, be careful."

Hearing someone's voice, the wild boar was even more upset, kicking its hooves on the ground and rushing towards the black shadows in the moonlight.

The short and stocky guerrillas put their wooden sticks on the ground, pointing the pointed end at the direction of the wild boar.

The wooden stick with thick arms was bent into a half moon by the huge momentum, and the pointed end pierced the thick scalp of the wild boar.

In an instant, the screams of wild boars sounded in the mountain stream.

"It's a pity. It didn't get into the nose or eyes of the wild boar." Seeing the wild boar struggling on the ground and turning around to run for its life, the guerrillas were full of regretful expressions.

Although wild boars are stupid, they have the instinct to run away from pain.

Run northward like crazy along the beast path.

Let the dozen or so shadows hiding in the darkness by the side of the road immediately become vigilant when they heard the screams of wild boars.

With a hole pierced in the head, the mindless wild boar would not think about the difference between the pile of Twolegs in the north and the few people who pierced it just now.Seeing someone blocking the way, relying on his thick skin and thick flesh, he rushed over again.

Chased by wild boars in the middle of the night, the devils in the first class hiding here are not in a panic.

Three bayonet-mounted rifles pierced directly at the rushing shadow.

The sound of the bayonet piercing into the flesh sounded again, and the bayonet pierced from the back failed to hit the wild boar's heart at all.

After the wild boar went mad, he didn't care about anything, screaming and screaming, but still moved forward with the bayonet inserted into the back.

Directly overturned a devil holding a rifle.

The devil's trio cooperated tacitly, drew out the bayonet and stabbed
Soon the only thing left of the wild boar was the grunt before dying.

The Devil Sergeant who led the team knew very well that the wild boar would not rush towards him abruptly, so he immediately ordered to the black shadow next to him: "Your group immediately follow the place where the wild boar came to see, there should be some warriors coming from there."

The guerrillas who followed the boar snorted were lying in the bushes under the moonlight.

Hearing the voice at this time, he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

Almost all the people have moved, and there are no villages in the vicinity.

There were no people in the empty mountain area, but there were people here in the middle of the night.

Don't think about it, these people are either the sentries of the independent regiment, or the enemies hidden in the mountains that the brother troops said!

The three of them stepped back immediately.

One went directly to report the letter.

The other two crawled into the bushes to be on guard.

clinging to the edge of a cliff alone
Soon, three black shadows appeared in the moonlight not far away.

"What should I do?" The voice of the thin team member in the bushes was trembling with nervousness.

The short hunter lowered his voice: "Don't worry, as long as we don't talk, they can't see us"

The three figures remained vigilant, carrying rifles one by one along the mountain wall to the south.

After hearing the guerrillas who came back to report the news, the captain immediately made a judgment: "Battle Commander Hu said that there are only five people in their forward reconnaissance, and now there are more than a dozen people here, definitely not comrades from the independent regiment. Get ready, don't use a gun for a while, just use a knife!"

The distance between the two sides was not far away, but with this back and forth effort, the three searching devils had already gotten close to about 30 meters.

The scattered team went straight into the bushes, and at this time, they didn't care about the thorns scratching their faces and hanging up their patched and patched clothes.

Soon, even the elites who were knocked out and tied up into rice dumplings were stuffed into the bushes.

The air was filled with the faint smell of blood flowing from the wild boar.

No one spoke in the bushes under the moonlight.

It was three people who came back, and they didn't speak or make a sound.

The guerrilla leader immediately knew that the two fighters who were scouting ahead must have also hidden in the bushes.

The reason is very simple, if the reconnaissance fighters walk back, they definitely don't need to adopt this vigilant posture.

Under the moonlight, all the people in the bushes quietly held their spears and broadswords.

Still waiting in the bushes under the moon.

Three vigilant shadows kept approaching.

The guerrilla leader got up abruptly from half kneeling, and the spear in his hand went straight to the throat of the devil in the middle.

The spears in the hands of the guerrillas next to him pierced the devil's abdomen almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers in groups of two rushed towards the devils following behind.

The little devil at the back was always vigilant, and immediately reacted when the attack started. With the bayonet in his hand, he subconsciously pushed aside a spear that was stabbing at the nearby bushes.

Then take advantage of the situation and stab the bayonet at the despicable attacker.

With a sound of puff, the other member of the two-person team immediately plunged the spear into the devil's throat accurately.

The big knife used by the guerrillas waiting nearby slashed at the neck of the devil who was spurting blood without hesitation.

In just a few seconds, the two groups should have practiced countless times, and the cooperation was extremely tacit, without any hesitation or procrastination.

Although there is a lack of guns and ammunition, the usual amount of training is not a lot.

It was the first time I participated in a battle, apart from nervousness and excitement, I had no fear at all.

With three short screams spreading in the mountain stream, the three devils fell one after another in a pool of blood, half of the head connected to the neck was still staring at the triangular eyes, as if a little regretful
I regret why I didn't pull the bolt in advance, at least I can fire a shot to warn the sergeant behind me before I die.

A spearman had already grabbed the rifle on the ground, his voice trembling: "Captain, will you kill the wrong person?"

"You see clearly, only little devils wear loincloths!" The captain directly pulled off the pants of the corpse, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, with excitement in his tone: "I took you out of the mountain for training before, and you have all seen it, little boy!" How did the devils treat us ordinary people? They not only burned, killed, looted, but also humiliated my sisters and compatriots, and killed them against the enemy! No mercy!"

Thinking of the horrors they saw when they came out of the mountain, the original tension in the hearts of the soldiers who killed the enemy turned into anger: "Kill them. Never relent"

As a guerrilla team defending the mountains, they spent most of their time in contact with friendly forces and had almost zero combat experience.

However, just because it is adjacent to friendly forces, there are often teams passing by this area. After a long time, they have also learned a lot of basic training combat skills.

The first battle was won, and two guerrillas went forward to support.

The rest of the people immediately began to clean the battlefield, and soon the loincloth was removed from the corpse.

"Captain, what about the three corpses?"

"Wild boars will not appear alone, there must be a herd of wild boars nearby." With nine enemies and three, the guerrilla leader kept reminding himself to be calm, and thought carefully about disposing of the corpse: "Throw the corpse into the bushes and feed the pigs! "

"Then how do we prove the number of enemies killed to our superiors?"

"As much as it is, will the superior still say that we lied?"

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The two guerrillas in charge of reconnaissance retreated back together with the two who had just gone to help, and the hunter yelled, "Captain, it's not good, our actions just now attracted more enemies. There are more than a dozen of them."

The middle-aged captain immediately scolded: "Why panic? This area is our territory, quickly set up traps on the ground, isn't there only a dozen little devils? He came just in time, and he will hurt them first here later." A few, and slowly drag them to death like wild dogs!"

A soldier hesitated: "We're going to fight the enemy in a while. The prisoner we captured just now is a burden. How about killing Suanqiu?"

"Stinky boy, how dare you ignore the 'Eight Points of Attention'?" The guerrilla leader looked up at the sky with a dark face. The number of enemies was more than his own. If he took the captives to deal with the devils, he would indeed be asking for trouble!
If the enemy targets him, who knows what the consequences will be. Thinking of this, he muttered: "Hey, why is the moonlight getting darker? Don't let the prisoner fall to his death later."

"Hey, Captain, don't worry."

"Don't be wordy, quickly set up traps, and the others quickly retreat"

(End of this chapter)