under fire

Chapter 1100 Unscientific Bombing

There was rapid gunfire on the ridge.

Sporadic gunfire followed from both sides of the valley.

The guard posts on the two wings for reconnaissance also ran into the little devil.

Jin Shanchuan, who was gasping for breath, was terrified. The exhaustion caused by the continuous march made his legs tremble uncontrollably.

He also used to be all-powerful, and he was so passionate that he would rather burn his brains to the ground for the party and the country.

With no foundation, he tried his best to climb up. Slowly, after reaching a high position, he discovered that the upper class was intriguing for their own interests.

There was already too much blood on his hands by then.

There are not only eight ways.
There are also local tyrants who got money and killed local gentry
There are even black hands to kill colleagues who compete with themselves
Balu was driven away without a trace.

But if you want to stay in the place again, sooner or later you will be assassinated by the enemies you offended before.

After having money, he began to cherish his life, spent a lot of money to save his life, and managed to sneak into the army through many connections.

It's a pity that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the army is still monolithic. Except for saving their lives, no one cares about themselves, an outsider.

Slowly, I began to feel unwilling again.

Either continue to be silent and be a rich man, or work hard to get ahead!
He chose the latter, taking advantage of his special status as the military commander and supervisor of the army, desperately looking for a sense of existence.

He knew very well that if he couldn't suppress these big soldiers, he might be shot in the dark or even buried alive in sacks in the middle of the night!
Going to the battlefield was originally the job of the chief soldier, and he never dreamed that as a "supervisor" he would also go to the battlefield!
The mood is as gray as the dark cloud that has been following in the sky.

With the support of two hands, dragging on his tired legs, he followed the guards and retreated northward
Just halfway up the mountain, there was another gunshot from the top of the ridge
The deputy chief of staff was hiding behind a rock, looking at his watch.

Hurry up and lean against the stone to pant.

The deputy staff officer's face became serious: "The time is almost up, start the machine immediately. Keep in touch"

At this time, it has reached a critical moment, and it is useless to save the battery.
The radio indicator light began to flash, and a series of radio waves quickly spread out deep in the mountain.

"Report, call back at [-]"

"read"

"Our troops are surrounded by Baiyun Temple, and we are fighting fiercely with an enemy six times our size. We can't spare any manpower yet, so don't approach our troops."

"What did you say?" The deputy chief of staff was stunned.

Zhang Weimin next to him watched carefully with his binoculars, and kept issuing orders from his mouth.

After a while, he took off the helmet on his head, and the telescope turned back to the top of the mountain ridge behind him.

He knew in his heart that all the vanguard squads on the southern mountain ridge had devoted their allegiance to the party and the country!
The voice of the deputy chief of staff came to my ears: "Battle Commander Zhang, I order you to take back the mountain no matter what!"

"Yes!" Zhang Weimin agreed, and immediately ordered to the messenger next to him: "The first row moves to the left wing, the second row moves to the right wing, and the third row serves as a reserve team. Take the mountain at all costs."

After giving the order, Zhang Weimin felt bitter: What can we do after we take down the mountain?
Stick to it?

Or breakout?

Originally thought that there were eight ways to stop the devils chasing soldiers in the north, but I didn't object to Jin Shanchuan's move of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge to turn his face and deny people.

I helped Eighth Road once, and Eighth Road rescued the staff once, which was considered even.

And now, do you still have the nerve to ask someone to come and save him again?
Tubalu has always held grudges, so would they be so easy to talk to?
Now the station in the south can't go back, the world is so big, it seems that there is no place for me and the others!
Unless it is withdrawn to the south of the Yellow River!

However, even if they withdraw without receiving an order from the theater, commanders at all levels will have to go to court-martial!
And the brothers under him will be incorporated into the Death Squad as cannon fodder without any suspense
Once upon a time, The Expendables was also synonymous with bravery.

Not many people know at all that facing positional warfare is the precise shooting of the Japanese army, and the Death Squadron is almost a death squad!

He has heard of a unit that can "fight" very well. In a certain battle, eight batches of death squads were all killed in battle. , according to the post-war statistics, the only survivor who was stunned by the shells failed to survive three days in the field hospital!

The binoculars turned to the west, and a team of devils appeared quietly from a mile away, and the number of people could not be seen clearly.

About a mile to the east of the valley, another team of devils flew with picks and shovels and was setting up a position on the spot.
If there is still a chance to attack in an encounter, now that the devils have built a position, rushing up at this time is purely death, and even all of them can't beat the devils.
People are like this. After losing battles for a long time, they subconsciously think that their opponents are strong.

The Ninth Battalion, which was full of wounded soldiers, dared to attack the devil's position, and its weapons were not even comparable to Zhang Weimin's company, which accounted for one-third of the submachine guns.

At least, the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion subconsciously never thought that the little devil was so powerful.

Devils are labeled with short legs, short people, and a high overall shooting level
In fact, there are not many people in the Ninth Battalion who have a high level of shooting, and the bullets shot by many people are even inferior to the bullets fired by friendly troops in usual training!
Jiuying is completely a hyena. If you can't beat it, you will run away. If you can't run away, you will fight your opponent. If you are in a hurry, you will show a lot of vigor. Even if your opponent is a lion, you will dare to fight hard!

He didn't even bother to do anything to those rat-like guys from the security forces and the detective team.

Therefore, the Ninth Battalion is different from many troops on the plain. When the superior has no orders, and when the devils do not come to provoke them, they will not take the initiative to attack the gun towers and provoke the little devils.

After eating and drinking, he nestled in his own hyena den and licked the wounds on his body.

Ma Liang didn't think his class could compare with the spy team at all.

Explosions were heard from the position near the top of the mountain ridge from time to time.

Occasionally look around.

Crazy Yang suddenly said, "Can you go?"

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment: "I can go, but I don't know if you can go."

"Can you leave?"

"why?"

"The devils are obviously probing, and they definitely have a hand in their hands." Crazy Yang finally choked out a complete sentence.

"The little devil will definitely let the plane come over, we all know about this?"

"take it for granted"

"What do you mean?"

The big dog next to him shook his head: "What he meant was: He thought that the devils would not be able to tell the difference when they put on devil uniforms. It was purely a dream. They have their own contact information."

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment: "My surname is Yang, can you speak well?"

"I'm used to it." Crazy Yang shook his head, then stood up suddenly.

Ma Liang was about to ask again when a roar came from the east.

Liu Manhe was yelling anxiously: "Move faster. Hurry up and send the things down, or it will be too late."

A piece of semi-finished "coir raincoat" made of shrubs, mountain vines and thatch was sent to the ridgeline position below.

"Others hide immediately." Liu Manhe was young and commanded calmly.

A large area of ​​gray shadows on the mountain put on a coir raincoat that was also half-finished, drilled into the thatch, and entered the bushes.

Wang Yinzhi threw a bundle of thatch to Crazy Yang and quickly covered it
Xu Xiaomei was one of the few people who finished weaving the straw coir raincoat. Looking at Wang Yinzhi's back, she spat: "Dogs can't change their shit!"

Tang Xiaowei was covered with a strange coir raincoat made of thatched grass. At a glance, he could see that this thing could not block the wind or rain at all, but it was indeed a good thing.

To be precise, this is not called a coir raincoat at all, but a weed blanket is more appropriate.

The company commander of the secret service covered him with the coir raincoat himself, and told him: "When the plane in the sky is approaching, don't move. When the plane flies away and turns around, take the opportunity to throw a few more grenades. Don't throw grenades, understand?"

"What?"

The company commander explained patiently: "Because the fart of the grenade will smoke."

"But I can't throw a grenade that far."

"Throw it as close to the enemy as you can, if you can't throw it, just forget it"

The effective killing range of the grenade is about ten meters. For general soldiers, 30 meters are qualified, 40 meters are excellent, and very few can throw 60 meters!

There are quite a few people in the spy company who can throw bombs far and accurately. It is no problem to throw a bomb 80 meters, but you may not know where you can throw it.
The point is, if you want to shoot far, you have to raise your body high, so you can use a ghost with a high level of shooting as a target in vain!

Like Tang Xiaowei, who can still throw one without even showing his head, dumb the enemy's grenadier, and throw another enemy's machine gun, there is no one who can do it!
This thing is a freak, the devil knocked out all four grenade launchers in two groups by himself in just two rounds.

A small-scale suicide explosion occurred in one of the groups
The important point is that the Devil's grenadier team is scattered far away on both sides of the mountain road. The grenadier team on the west hillside must be at least 120 meters away from Tang Xiaowei!

At first, he thought it was fucking unscientific!

It is absolutely impossible for someone to throw it so far!

They used to participate in the Qi County Assassination Devils Advance Team operation together, Luo Fugui, who was a junior in [-], could not do it!
(Change first and then change.)

(End of this chapter)