under fire

Chapter 214
A gray figure exhaled a smoke ring, and then coughed a few times.

"Damn it, you'll drop half of it in one gulp. Is there anyone who smokes like you?"

The person who received the cigarette cursed, took the cigarette and held his breath, and took a puff even harder. The flame ran a long way back and almost burned his fingers, causing a low but louder curse , next to it, lined up in a row, it seems that there is only one cigarette, and they are smoking in turn.

Seeing that there were not many cigarette butts left, a gray figure swiftly took out a [-] cartridge case, took the cigarette over, and carefully stuffed it into the copper shell containing the bullet. Seeing that more than half of a cigarette butt was reimbursed again, the hot cartridge case was transferred again.

At this moment, a big man like an iron tower turned the corner of the room with his crutches.

The second company commander Gao Yidao got the news, kicked over the last smoker, and hid behind the house to smoke secretly. It was not a big deal at first, but in the dark night, this kind of low-level mistake really shouldn't be made.

The troops were on the outskirts of the devil's encirclement, and Gao Yidao was furious by this kind of deadly behavior that might expose the target.

From the corner of the room came a few more soldiers, loaded with live ammunition, and some smoking, all of them were dumbfounded: "Commander Gao, can't you?"

A gust of mountain wind blew by, on that black face, the eyebrows were tight, Gao Yidao's stern eyes left the smoking soldiers, looked at the soldiers behind him, raised the corners of his eyebrows slowly, and announced word by word Order: "Tie them all up, and put them in confinement!"

The soldiers who were in a daze finally woke up and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Commander Gao, didn't you just capture the devils? Comrades, there is nothing for a while. If there is anything, I will take it upon myself!"

"Take it? Can you afford it? If you weren't soldiers in the supplementary regiment, I would have killed you right now, believe it or not? Didn't your company commander teach you not to light a fire on the battlefield or at night? "

"The devil is still very far away. What kind of battlefield is this? By the way, a few days ago, you and I started a fire, and now we are just smoking a couple of cigarettes. As for the fuss?"

"Still talking hard! Huh? Do you know where it is now? We are now surrounded by devils, and you still quibble?"

Going up is just a kick, kicking the guy who talked a big horse: "Take it away!"

A group of people slowly returned to the house.

In fact, no matter whether they smoke or not, sooner or later the army will be discovered by the devils!

An hour later, at the foot of the mountain and down the mountain wall.

"This path, no accident, is the way to the village above." The devils squatted on the edge of the cliff, and a devil who came back from behind was reporting to the sergeant.

"Is our goal here? Shouldn't it be? The group of Eight Routes broke out and either fled south or east. No matter what, they shouldn't come north!"

"It's also possible that the fleeing Tubalu is in a panic!"

"Maybe they lost their way, so they turned here!" Another ghost suggested in a low voice.

"There is also a road on the mountain ridge, have you notified the large army behind to attack from the mountain ridge?"

"Reported!"

"Did the captain order to send troops to come around and outflank the front?"

"The captain said that if we encircle, the time will be too long, we must guard against nights and dreams, the army will directly crush the earth from the mountain ridge, let us look for opportunities to attack!"

Looking at the nearly vertical zig-zag road in front of him, the sergeant hesitated a little. The encirclement and suppression was too easy. The Eighth Route was purely sent to the door. After thinking for a moment, he immediately ordered the two devils to continue searching southward under the moonlight. Is there another way, but it does not give hope.

The other devils gestured to each other, and soon, one devil took off his rifle and backpack, handed it to the person next to him, tried it on the stone wall, and then used his hands and feet to stick to the mountain wall and slowly climbed up. It didn't take long , Another devil left his rifle behind, followed behind the devil in front, and slowly followed.

"Go!" Another three or four ghosts clung to the mountain wall and disappeared into the path up the mountain where the moonlight did not shine.

A long line of people slowly climbed up. The devil at the bottom raised his head, holding his rifle and muzzle facing the sky, watching the warriors moving up the mountain cautiously. From time to time, some stones fell down with dust. , making some noises, hidden in the mountain wind.

As a group of figures slowly moved upwards, the moonlight seemed to gradually brighten.

The mountain road is close to zigzag, very steep, and only allows one person to climb up and down the mountain wall. There are some thorny shrubs growing in the cracks of the rocks beside the winding road. Looking up at the back, the only sight is the same person who is advancing above the head. half sole.

The village is in a slightly flat place halfway up the mountain. A soldier was lying on the ground and was keeping watch. He yawned and opened his eyes forcibly, but stared into the distance. Climb up from under your nose.

It seemed as if suddenly there was a sound coming from below, and then a series of sounds, the sound of stones rolling down the mountain, the sound was not too loud, first he was taken aback, then immediately shuddered, grabbed the rifle in front of him, stretched his neck out of the cliff, and was about to go down the mountain look down.

Suddenly, a black head appeared in front of him.

Horrified, just about to scream, a bayonet was directly inserted into his neck!
The movement of the soldier's sacrifice attracted the attention of the secret whistle hiding behind.

In the dark, the muzzle of the dark whistle was pointed at the mountain pass up the mountain, and the bright whistle stretched out its neck from the front, and found that something was wrong.

Suddenly remembering the scenes on the battlefield, I was shocked. Isn't this the action after being hit by a bullet and before sacrifice?
Could it be that something happened?

Anshao was also an old soldier, so he didn't ask rashly, didn't move, and didn't fire a warning shot.

There is a village behind, and the cliff is close below. If something happens, even if some devils can touch it, it will not be a big problem. It is impossible for many devils to climb up.

It's just that the troops were not prepared, and no one thought that the enemy would come here silently in the middle of the night.

A dark thing popped out, much larger than the average person's head, and it looked weird under the not too bright moonlight.

The muzzle of the gun aimed closely at the black figure, and slowly pulled the bolt back, the unobtrusive sound disappeared in the mountain wind, the bolt was pushed forward again, and with a click, the bullet was loaded.

Anshao half-closed his eyes, staring at the black figure that emerged, pressing his finger on the trigger, feeling a little nervous.

The Ming sentry post was still there, and there seemed to be no movement.

The black shadow did not continue to rise, but turned left and right, as if looking at everything in front of it, and the hazy scenery under the moonlight came into view.

After a while, the black shadow turned up quickly, squatted on the ground, took off the rifle handed behind him, raised the gun, and looked around vigilantly.

Then, another black shadow appeared...

(End of this chapter)