under fire

Chapter 1017 Melee Artifact
The sergeant who led the team squatted on the ground, carefully checking the cause of death of his men by the moonlight.

Those who were hit by arrows, those who were hacked to death by knives, and those who were stabbed to death by spears, all the men of the two groups died under cold weapons.

Sergeant Cao felt a little less nervous, and after thinking for a while, he immediately realized that he might have encountered Tubalu who is good at using cold weapons!
Standing up and looking around, there are only five subordinates left, plus himself and the orderly, the original 15-member combat squad has lost three combat groups.

And just now, his subordinates finally couldn't bear to shoot, and the sound of the gun must have spread far.

Even if they go back at this time, they are likely to be severely punished!
Unless...you can find the elite who came to contact you in the plan.

While thinking about it, the men on guard in front ran back: "Report, there are bloodstains on the bushes ahead, someone who ambushed was shot!"

Go back in shame?It's better to fight to the death!The Sergeant no longer hesitated, and a word popped out between his teeth: "Chasing!"

At this time, I can't control so much at all, as long as I can connect with the liaison officer who came down from the mountain, it is an honor for the team to die!

The only thing that worried him was that the rifles and the machine gun carried by the six dead and the missing three subordinates were gone.

And all of this didn't happen under his nose!
However, it doesn't matter!

What if Tubalu, who is good at using cold weapons, wants to compete with the elites of the imperial army in marksmanship?

Just what I wished for!
To be cautious, the sergeant immediately ordered his subordinates to take off their military uniforms, cover their necks tightly, and turn their backpacks to their chests to prevent them from knives, cold arrows and spears.

Tubalu likes to use bows and arrows, big knives, and spears. Now that he blocks the vital parts in front of him, I see how you can sneak attack!

Although doing so will affect tactical actions, in a moonlit night, you can't move quickly anyway.

With Tubalu's temper, if he takes advantage of it, he will probably try to expand the results of the battle!

As long as you are careful, you are not afraid of the dirt.

Until now, he still believes that the successive ambushes of the subordinates in front were all due to their ignorance of the enemy's situation.

A team member ran to the middle-aged man who was squatting on the ground to check the injuries of the wounded under the moonlight, and reported anxiously: "Captain... the devil is here again. I counted carefully and there are only six!"

"Find some rocks and bury him." The middle-aged captain looked at a team member who had died on the ground with red eyes.

The devil fired two shots before he died, killing one guerrilla and injuring the other.

The wounded was shot in the shoulder and has been bandaged briefly, and now he can't even walk.

There were a total of nine people when they came down, and there are still nine people. One was sacrificed, but one more prisoner was taken.

Several people immediately started to pick up stones and built a grave for the sacrificed team members.

The guns have been fired, and the escape route from the cliff has been exposed, so we can only silently apologize to the independent group above.

The captain stared intently at the cliff under the moon.

Now we must quickly deal with these devils who are chasing after us, and then go north through the mountain road in front, along a hunting road that almost no one knows, and find a way to get out of here and rush back to the detachment headquarters!
Thinking of this, he immediately ordered a team member to guard the prisoner, and let the second idiot leave first with the wounded on his back.

Soon, the prisoner stuffed another rag into his mouth and was taken away.

Seeing the four of them walking away, the captain immediately recruited the four of his men together: "Everyone, take out your pistols."

"Let me talk about the usage of the shell gun first. Turn off the safety before shooting."

A soldier next to him immediately muttered: "Hey, who hasn't seen a pig run without eating pork? Everyone has seen the detachment leader and the others use it, so you just arrange how to fight it."

"Yes, I can use it, but I haven't played it before."

"right"

"Before the battle starts, don't be nervous. If you are really not sure, use the little devil's rifle to fight as you usually do in training!" The middle-aged man said again: "Let's do it later."

One of the team members muttered: "Hey, what a pity, if only one of us could use a machine gun."

Soon, the three of them got into the bushes again, and the two fighters climbed up the narrow platform of the cliff where the second fool used to throw the devil.

The two team members huddled together on the platform, muttering condescendingly: "Hey, if there are only six devils, everyone has guns this time, so I'm not afraid that they won't be able to kill him!"

"Shut up, the enemy is coming"

Six devils were lined up on the long cliff, two devils guarded the bushes next to them, one devil vigilantly stabbed the dead branches and leaves on the ground with a bayonet, and the two devils still held the torn leaves in their hands. The grenade that dropped the insurance can be thrown out just by hitting it on the mountain wall next to it!
The leading trio formed a spear formation, panting and advancing slowly in the darkness.

Six have died and three are missing. It is absolutely impossible not to be nervous.

Just be careful.

On the edge of the cliff under the moonlight, the line of sight is not very good, just barely able to see ahead.

Suddenly there was a sharp shout in the darkness: "Beat!"

The guerrilla leader who was lying in the bushes was the first to fire a shot.

boom.
Five shell guns fired in unison.

The muzzle flashed fiercely.

bang. bang. bang.
The two devils leading the way under the moonlight were immediately shot and fell down convulsively.

"Enemy attack." A devil yelled from behind, and returned a shot to one of the muzzle flashes.

The two devils who were shot subconsciously fired back twice, and the bullets hit the mountain wall with sparks flying everywhere.

The devils who followed immediately raised their guns to fight back, and according to the training syllabus, they lay on the ground in a disorderly manner, and rushed to the cover they had hoped earlier to reduce the impact of bullets.
However, before their bodies reached the shelter, the second round of bullets from the shell guns poured in again.

The bullet shattered the skull, hit the shoulder, and burrowed into the back.

The skewed bullet hit the mountain wall directly and splashed sparks in all directions.

The devil who had pulled out the grenade earlier hesitated for a moment. The grenade in his hand had no chance of hitting the cap on the mountain wall next to him, and fell directly to the ground.

There was no need to pull the trigger, and the distance was close. Although the muzzle of the gun was shaking, most of the bullets of the guerrillas still hit the devils who were close at hand.

Although the guerrilla leader does not have much combat experience, he has been working in the base area for a long time at the gate of the friendly army's defense area. He must not only prevent the infiltration of reactionaries, but also deal with all kinds of people who enter the base area.

I have dealt with friendly and brother troops in and out of the defense zone for a long time, and I have learned a lot.

Naturally, I have heard countless versions of the story of killing a snake and being harmed by it.

Therefore, he did not immediately order a ceasefire, but instead shouted: "Replenish the guns!"

The position of the guerrilla detachment's defense area is very important, but the mountains are difficult to walk, so the superiors did not arrange elite troops!
It is equivalent to as long as you can pass the whistle.

Moreover, it seems that the superiors deliberately arranged guerrillas with swords and spears in this area in order to show the enemy's weakness.

So much so that an intelligence agent from a certain Chongqing government who had been to this area once wrote a report, and even a talent like the second fool in the guerrilla team also gave a detailed report.

The gunfire finally stopped.

The middle-aged man stepped forward directly, pointing the shell gun in his hand at the head on the ground and replenishing the gun again.

However, the mutation protrudes.

A devil who caught a grenade on the ground smashed the grenade cap hard before his head hit him.

boom!
A loud bang.

Although most of the grenade fragments were blocked by the devil's corpse on the ground, the middle-aged man still felt a slap in the chest, his body trembled, and he immediately fell to the ground.

"Captain." The team members who could see clearly from the high place immediately slid down the mountain wall.

It didn't take long, and the four who had retreated not far back turned around and came back.

"Didn't you say you could save me first? If you can't save our captain's life, I will smash your head into a rotten watermelon this time."

"I said, if you want me to save someone, you have to untie me, right?" The prisoner seemed to have accepted his fate.

"You'd better be honest and don't play tricks."

"We islanders are the most trustworthy. I said surrender, and that is true surrender. However, I have a small request." The prisoner finally had the courage to make a request.

"Let the fart go."

"You have to promise me that you will not publicize my name to the outside world"

"You are not an important person, and if you want us to promote it, there is no chance..."

On the ridge.

cliff edge.

Tian Sanqi put down the binoculars: "I can't see anything..."

Hu Yi frowned: "Mostly it's the sound of a shell gun."

"Could it be that devil we let go on purpose... ran into the guerrillas?"

(End of this chapter)