under fire

Chapter 1051 Third Parties

The highest point of the ridge is on the south slope.

It was about two miles away from the devil's machine gun position. Unless the devil deliberately raised the machine gun to shoot into the sky, the bullets would never hit here.

To avoid the devil's shelling, the gentle slope facing away from the devil's shelling direction is naturally a good place.

A gray figure lay on the ground at the ridgeline.

As a reserve team, Luo Fugui's company, except for a platoon arranged to guard the west, most of the people lay here to watch the devil's shelling to the north.

The atmosphere surrounded by devils was very depressing.

Li Xiang kept guard at the cliff to the south.

The devils of the squadron in the south seemed to have no intention of attacking at all, and hid among the rocks on the distant mountain ridge, preventing the people on the mountain ridge from breaking out to the south.

Although there were not many troops left by the devils, the Ninth Battalion wanted to break out to the south. After going down the path from the cliff, the first thing they would face was the group of devils who had already occupied favorable terrain.

Without the advantage of heavy firepower, taking the offensive against well-trained, well-equipped devils who occupy a good location, even if the entire battalion is filled, it may not be able to stand out.

For the same reason, the devils under the mountain ridges have no ability to attack the mountain ridges that occupy more favorable terrain.

In mountainous terrain, whoever defends will benefit!

Enemy bombardment from the north continued.

Everyone knows that as soon as the cannons stopped, the machine guns fired.

The next attack of enemy infantry will be launched.

He Gensheng's busy camp for wounded soldiers was not far south of the ridge.

Among the chaotic rocks and shrubs, more than a dozen stone graves were newly built, and the sacrificed soldiers were buried on the sunny hillside.

There are not many stones on the mountain, and there is no way to build a grave for each of the sacrificed soldiers.

There are more than a dozen bodies lying among the rocks, their faces covered with military caps, the gray military uniforms are mottled with dark red, and the dark red bandages on some of their bodies have dried up and turned black.

Clumps of bushes temporarily shaded them from the sun from the western sky.

The part of the sun that missed was mottled again on the military uniform, golden in spots.

The warriors who were still alive and well in the morning are separated from each other now.

The half-immortal was yelling for the captives to move stones everywhere.

Looking at the situation of the sacrificed soldiers on the ground, it is estimated that a Chase shop is going to be built for the sacrificed soldiers.
Another stretcher was carried to the bushes, and the red-eyed Xiao Hongying slammed her fist on the nearby stone: "I'm so mad."

Liu Yuanqing, who was leaning on the rock next to him, chatted with Xiao Hongying every now and then.

He always felt that what this girl said was unreliable: "You eight roads are really interesting, you can be a platoon leader even as a girl?"

"We still have a group leader!"

Even though a lot of blood was shed, Liu Yuanqing's voice was still full of energy, and it seemed that he was in a good state: "Uh, you can really blow."

"It's no good for me to lie to you." Xiao Hongying suddenly returned to the previous topic: "You said, pouring water on the wounded devils can really kill other devils?"

"Aren't you the platoon leader? Don't say you don't even know about infectious diseases?"

"Cut, tuberculosis, leprosy, do you really think this platoon leader doesn't know anything about it?" Hongying platoon leader stared at his big red eyes: "What the hell is Huliela?"

"A kind of bacteria that our eyes can't see. The little devil specially researched it to deal with our harm. Once it spreads, it will be more terrible than tuberculosis and leprosy." Liu Yuanqing paused, with a serious face: "It can be said that it is better than an airplane cannon." Still great"

"Great!" Xiao Hongying seemed to have forgotten the sacrificed soldiers, and when she heard that there was something more powerful than a plane or a cannon, her eyes lit up and she almost got a snot bubble: "If all the devils at the bottom of the mountain are dead, they will die." How many guns were captured?"

Seeing this person turn his face like a book, that thing can kill people at any time!Liu Yuanqing had black hair: "Don't think so beautifully, it's not bad if you can make one-third of the devils in the north lose their combat effectiveness. There are military doctors in the devil's team, and they can't kill many people."

Xiao Hongying was discouraged: "One more death counts as one. You said that if we poisoned the water, would we be able to poison the devils down the mountain as well?"

"Don't think about it, the stream is running water, and bacteria can't live long in it." Liu Yuanqing rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, if you can persuade Commander Hu to pour the bacteria into the stream, I can do it! But, in this way For one thing, the people along the creek may die more.”

"We can't do things like poisoning the common people"

"I'll tell you again, this is called bacteria, not poison"

"Almost anyway"

"It's almost the same, it's completely different!"

"Hey, you don't know how to operate?"

"First aid is fine, but surgery is the job of military doctors."

"I said, it's killing devils anyway, what do you think of my platoon?"

"not so good."

"Why not?"

"First, your military discipline is lax. Second, the team lacks systematic training, and most people can't even read a few words. Third, there is a problem with the staffing of the team. People like old bandits can also be Monitor."

"Don't talk about me, how much better do you think you two will be?" Not far away, the old bandit Qi who led a group of self-isolation couldn't help but sarcastically.

"A bandit will always be a bandit, and whoever is powerful will hang out with whoever he is." Liu Yuanqing curled his lips.

"You know what a fart, I voted for devils, they were white-skinned and red-hearted, and more than 40 devils died under my hands"

"You think you're a hero when you're playing tricks that can't be played on the table?"

"It's better than relying on those who dig graves."

"Commander Sun dug the grave of the feudal regime, at least he is focused on beating devils."

"Hey, then why don't you follow him to become the National Salvation Army?"

"He voted for the devil to work as a tiger's minion, so of course I won't play with him"

The gunfire stopped.

On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke, neither the enemy nor us could see anyone.

The Devil's machine gun began to suppress again.

The devils from all ministries are spreading out into one piece, this time the devils have learned how to behave, and are no longer advancing along the mountain road.

Engineers cleared mines in the smoke ahead.

The infantry followed closely behind, approaching south cautiously and step by step.

As long as you can attack the highest point of the mountain ridge two miles away before dark, the next step will be much simpler, just crush the soil on the mountain ridge into powder!
Hu Yi held up the binoculars without giving any orders.

Obviously, the enemy is pressing on step by step under the cover of gunpowder smoke.

As long as you can hold the ridgeline position before the black, then slip down the valley from the west side of the cliff.

As for the follow-up situation, no one can predict.

Most of the devils went north, and the number of devils in the valley to the west would definitely not be too many.

Relying on the bullet base that is not inferior to the devils at all, coupled with a large number of "automatic weapons" shell guns in the team, there should be no problem breaking through the devils' defense line in the west on a moonlit night.

On a ridge in the south.

Nearly a hundred tired blue soldiers lay on their stomachs.

The colonel and battalion commander was holding up his binoculars and saw a large number of devils heading east.

On the mountain ridge behind the devil team, mortars bombed for a while, and machine guns fired for a while. It seemed that the intensity of the battle was definitely not small.

The adjutant frowned and analyzed: "...listen to the sound of cannons and machine guns, there must be at least one brigade of devils participating in the attack."

"Has the person sent to reconnaissance come back?"

"Not so fast!" The adjutant shook his head, and suddenly had an idea: "Could it be that the staff headquarters is surrounded by devils on the mountain ridge?"

The colonel put down the binoculars and frowned: "This is weird. Seven or eight hundred devils left the battlefield and headed east, which means that the battle on the mountain ridge should be over soon."

"Then what do we do now?"

The colonel thought for a while, then gritted his teeth: "Turn on the radio immediately, and ask the military department for instructions."

(End of this chapter)