under fire

Chapter 1062 Blocking Experience
The surprisingly lively scene in the valley stunned the ghosts on the mountain ridge.

Intensive gunshots and explosions, dots of flashes.

The captain has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he doesn't understand that Tubalu, who is surrounded on the mountain ridge, wants to run away.

Although I don't know how Balu slipped down the cliff in a short time, but if he wants to escape from under his nose, he absolutely can't!
Order a squadron to reinforce the valley, and the rest immediately attack the ridge.

Now that the Eighth Route has broken through, there are definitely not many people left on the mountain ridge. ,

After capturing the mountain ridge, you can condescend and form a pincer attack situation with the defenders in the valley to break through the eight routes!

Even though there were not many shells left, the captain still went down to the mountain ridge and started shelling.

As for aviation?If you wait until dawn, if the Tuba Road succeeds in breaking through, what's the use of them coming.

Besides, since most of the Eight Routes broke through and escaped, there must not be many left, and maybe all of them escaped.
There are not many shells, and some of them are reserved for emergency attack according to the requirements of the drill code, and they are gone after two rounds.

chug chug chug...

The sound rhythm of the Taisho three-year heavy machine gun began to play under the moonlit night, and the familiar flames flickered.

Tracer bullets guided the ballistic trajectory, and the howling bullets slammed into the Tuba road crazily.

Attack needs speed, if it is decisive.

Amidst the suppressing sound of light and heavy machine guns, the devil infantry had already got up from the ground, and rushed up the mountain with their waists bent and howling.

The tracer bombs gave both sides a strong sense of impact like a meteor, and amidst the puffing sound, the howling of the mountain wind could no longer be heard.

However, the sound of the ever-accelerating heartbeat rang in his head.

I heard from veterans that recruits are afraid of artillery and veterans are afraid of machine guns.

Those who stayed behind finally understood what a hail of bullets was.

The machine gun is completely a meat grinder on the battlefield, it is a panting and howling demon, whoever is bitten will die. Uh, if you don't die, you will lose arms and legs!
The cannonball made a whirring sound and was completely blind, and the brother next to him might have disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The devil's machine gun was biting the north side of the mountain ridge like a mad dog. Fortunately, Battalion Commander Hu and the old bandit didn't seem to be afraid of the hail of bullets.

You can even hear the hoarse voice of the old bandit Qi reminding you not to stand up in the gap between the ballistics of a certain machine gun.

The recruits from Daomen were luckier than many veterans of the Ninth Battalion, because for the first time they went to the frontal battlefield, they not only saw the devils shelling, but also some veterans of the Ninth Battalion who had hardly seen the enemy's intensive machine gun suppression.

It turns out that this is what happened in the hail of bullets!
As long as you don't show your head, the little devil can't beat the Taoist master.
The ghosts below the ridge were not too far from the top of the ridge.

The remaining reconnaissance platoon did not have a chief officer, because the chief officer ran away.

The reconnaissance platoon had a complex staff, Luo Fugui left six for the girl's big dog squad, Li Xiang, Ma Liang, and Tian Sanqi each sent half a squad of fighters, plus a team assembled by everyone from the Taoist sect.

Ma Liang left the team to find reinforcements. When he left, he took away the full machine gun team and the Daomen. At present, there are 24 people left on the mountain ridge plus the old bandit Qi.

It is naturally impossible to block the devils head-on. The old bandit Qi relied on the large landmines that Li Xiang and Tian Sanqi had buried on the devil's attack route.
Perhaps the battlefield observers saw that the shooting effect was not satisfactory, and Tubalu refused to return a single shot.

The firing density of the Devil's machine gun finally began to weaken.
Wan Baxi is the pillar of the Big Dog Squad, and now there are faint signs of replacing Li Xiang as the Nine Battalion Heavy Fire Group.

After lying on the back of the mountain ridge and adjusting the mortar, the bullets whistling above his head weakened a lot, and he was about to take a rest for a while.

The old gangster Qi who came back from the cliff came to his side and said hoarsely: "After firing all the shells in a while, you go first!"

Wan Baxi nodded: "Brother Qi, you guys run away later, don't lose the mortar."

The old gangster Qi was speechless: "Can't you take it away by yourself?"

"There are only two of me. How can I carry the gun barrel seat and gun mount?"

"Don't worry, you leave the seat, I'll send someone to throw it down the mountain later, don't blame me if you hit someone"

"I mean take it away, you just throw it away, if you smash it and deform it, you can still use a fart"

"When the shells run out, this stuff is as useless as a fire stick. Besides, isn't it just a mortar, you will mess with me in the future, let alone mortars, even heavy artillery can be used you play."

"Hey, although I'm the squad leader now, I'll be promoted to the platoon leader sooner or later. I'm going to hang out with you as a temporary agent platoon leader? Is there something wrong with your mind?"

"Hehe, if I'm in the security regiment, I'll be fine as a regimental deputy."

"Tch, what is the security team?"

"I seem to have heard that some people also voted for the Eighth Route from the puppet army?"

"It was a moment of desperation, a helpless move"

"The devil's vanguard, two hundred distances away." Observer Wen Wuquan asked with a loud voice: "Platoon leader Qi, do you want to send a signal to the brothers hiding in front to pull mines?"

The bullets from the machine gun above his head had become scattered. The old bandit Qi raised his head and looked at the smoke-shrouded position in the north: "You shit, do you know how far 200 meters is?"

"Isn't it just two hundred steps, you think I'm stupid?"

"The landmines produced by tens of catties of explosives just blow up the few devils in front. It's too wasteful!" Qi Lao waved down his binoculars and waved to Wen Wuquan, "Let the correspondent tell them, hold your breath."

The devil only left two machine guns to suppress it, and the sound of the bullets puffing and hitting the rocks was much quieter.

The dense gunfire in the valley gradually gained the upper hand.

Waiting to be bored, Wan ran the thin cat to the edge of the cliff, and looked into the valley with his head.

After a while, the guy suddenly hurried back to the old bandit Qi.

There was joy in the voice: "Lend me the binoculars quickly, the situation in the valley is a bit weird."

"What's weird?" The old bandit Qi came back from the edge of the cliff not long ago, and followed Wan Baxi to the edge of the cliff again.

The old bandit Qi is not stupid, his command position is not at the highest point of the mountain ridge that arcs from east to west.

Instead, it is close to the edge of the cliff to the west, so that he can observe the movement in the valley at any time while commanding and blocking the devil's attack.

Experienced veterans can judge the shooting direction from the shape of the muzzle flame.

Wan Baxi held up the binoculars in one hand, and pointed at the valley with the other: "Look, there seem to be two groups of people below attacking the one in the middle. The battalion commander and the others who broke out under our feet should be."

Hearing what Wan Baxi said, the old gangster Qi also immediately noticed the problem, and pulled the binoculars: "No, we have reinforcements?"

"Look, the gunfire in the middle is much less. The battalion commander and the others will soon break through the devil's defense line. When the battalion commander left, he didn't tell us to stick to it? Why don't we run now after pulling the landmine?"

The old gangster Qi's tone was full of contempt: "Two of your three sentences are about running away, can you be a little bit promising?"

Wan Baxi couldn't help curling his lips, and sighed: "Ge Laozi has fought for so many years, has there ever been a time when he didn't retreat after fighting for a while, then blocked, and finally escaped?"

The old gangster Qi was stunned for a moment, what he said seemed to make sense!
The two were pointing at the valley, and a soldier hurried from the mountain ridge to the west end of the position: "Report to the platoon leader, the devils advanced 100 meters away, and the devils behind them are densely packed, and the number is unknown."

Wan Baxi jumped up from the edge of the cliff: "Then what are you waiting for, beat him up!"

After speaking, he hurried to the mortar position not far away.

The old bandit Qi put away the binoculars and shouted to the correspondent: "You let the people from the Taoist sect go down to see the situation of the battalion commander and the others."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to his command position.
He raised the binoculars and looked at it. While pulling the quilt on his body, he shouted to the observer next to him: "My boy, quickly fire two signal flares, leave a mine 100 meters away, and pull the two mines in front."

(End of this chapter)