under fire

Chapter 217 All People Are Soldiers
"Retreat!" Gao Yidao shouted to the back after seeing that the group had left for a while, and twenty or thirty soldiers retreated alternately, supporting each other, and several of them died.

The devils attacked more fiercely, with crooked machine guns firing continuously, and throwing grenades into the narrow position of the eight roads, causing a miasma of smoke and rubble to fill the mountain road.

Gao Yidao was leaning on his rifle, with his bayonet stabbed obliquely in the ground, leaning his body against the mountain wall, and walked south cautiously. Seeing this, two soldiers beside him stepped forward to support him, and ran south quickly.

Gao Yidao took advantage of the explosion and flash of the grenade thrown by the devil, and saw the corpses of several blocking soldiers left on the ground, and the devil fired with his rifle in the distance, and the muzzle flame flickered in all directions.

Soldiers kept falling down and being bitten by the devils, and the rest would occasionally throw a grenade at the devils to slow down the progress of the devils.

It's a pity that the devil is not afraid of death, he fired alternately and followed up, Gao Yidao was furious, pushed away a soldier who was supporting him, took out a grenade, rounded his arms, and threw it in the direction the devil was chasing. The movement touched the incompletely healed wound, made him grin his teeth, and was supported by two soldiers and ran eastward.

Boom. The deafening sound shook the night of the mountain village.

The pace of the devil's attack was only slightly delayed, and a large number of devils pressed hard, and Erlian could only run south in the arrogant bullet rain.

Finally, they slowly approached the top of the mountain ridge. After turning up, they stopped. A dozen soldiers lay down on the mountain ridge, and took advantage of the favorable terrain to form a second line of defense.

Gao Yidao didn't have time to count the number of soldiers who were nearly half missing, and gestured to the crawling Captain Lu a few times, indicating that he was ready to fire.Then he took out another grenade, moved his arm, hesitated, and gave the grenade to the soldiers around him.

The devils pursued at a very fast speed, and advanced along the rugged mountain road under the moonlight to a distance of about [-] meters from the mountain ridge. The soldiers lying in ambush on the mountain ridge did not shoot.

"Drop the bomb!" With an order, two grenades were thrown out on the mountain ridge, and there were two loud bangs from the crowd of devils. The devils who were charging toward the mountain ridge fell in a row, and two of them were thrown off. The screams echoed in the valley.

The devils attacking in front stopped scattered on the mountain road.

The soldiers stuck their heads up halfway, their faces stuck to the butts of their guns, and they kept their shooting postures, waiting quietly. The ghosts below were shrouded, and under the moonlight, there was hazy gunpowder smoke and dust, and nothing could be seen clearly.

They are all waiting for the smoke and dust under the mountain ridge to clear up.

Slowly, the whistle smoke was carried away by the mountain wind, except for a few black shadows on the ground moaning, the devils were squatting or lying down, and in the distance behind, a long line of devils fell behind, stopped there and did not move forward.

The devil didn't understand the situation on the eighth road on the mountain ridge, but it didn't affect the devil's attack. Following the squadron leader's order, a few muffled bangs came from behind the devil who was still groaning on the ground, throwing a bomb Fired first.

"Concealment!" With a loud shout, the soldiers who raised their guns and waited for fire quickly shrank their heads without firing a single shot.

A few clouds of smoke billowed from the top of the mountain, and after the explosion, the devil started screaming and screaming!
The Eighth Route Warrior poked his head out again, and up and down the mountain ridge, gunshots and bullets screamed at the same time, filling the ears. Dozens of guns rang out almost at the same time. It seemed to be raining heavily on the mountain ridge, the bullets were howling, and the gravel was flying. , the bullets staggered back and forth, and they couldn't be seen at all, only the muzzle flame could be clearly seen flickering continuously.

There was the sound of bullets puffing into the flesh constantly, some soldiers were hit on the head and fell back, and died on the spot, some soldiers were scratched by bullets and hit by ricochets.

The ceasefire was then torn apart, and soldiers added it.

The devil on the mountain road was screaming in pain, and the bullets kept passing through the body of the devil who was squatting on the ground and leaning against the mountain wall. Finally, the devil's machine gun fired, but he hadn't even finished firing a single bullet in the magazine. sieve.

The scene was out of control, Gao Yidao was helpless, the devils rushed forward, but fortunately they killed all the devils who entered the range of 30 meters, so they didn't get hit by the devil's grenade.

The devil who was attacking was suppressed. Years of experience told him that maybe he should withdraw at this moment: "Cease fire! Throw a grenade!"

Seven or eight black guys flew towards the crowd of devils leaning against the mountain wall and shooting!Time passed very slowly, and the Eighth Route, which was close at hand, ceased fire. The devils were stunned for a moment, and the sergeant shouted to charge.

The grenade exploded, shaking all the devils, as if entering a shrapnel rainforest, the irregular shrapnel across the cheek, cut the clothes, opened the skin, pierced into the body, endured the huge thrust of the shock wave, the sergeant really felt the body The pain of being torn apart.

His ferocious face was cut open, revealing the white bones, and was instantly stained red by the oozing blood, becoming terrifying. Driven by the shock wave, his body was lifted fiercely into the sky, waiting for the moment when he landed.

Time seemed to slow down, and he never felt the moment of landing, because his body was thrown off the cliff by the huge force formed by the shock wave. After the loud explosion, his ears were still buzzing.

Feeling the pain from the mountain wind blowing in my ears, my body was falling rapidly, and I finally understood what happened, I fell off the cliff, this time, it's over!

Suddenly, he felt as if his body was being pulled by something, and then again, oh, it was a branch on the edge of the cliff, and a glimmer of hope was ignited in Juncao's heart.

The body bumped into the mountain wall, slid down a certain distance, and finally hung on a tree.

There was a hole in the cliff next to it. They heard the fierce gunshots on the mountain, and their nervous eyes stared at this thing that fell from the sky and moaned. That guy didn't put down his rifle even after he was like this!
The guy in the helmet coughed and blood came out of his mouth, and was dragged into the cave. The tormented time stopped and he finally returned to normal.

There was also the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground under the cliff, and the sound continued one after another!
The gunshots became sparse, but unfortunately, the sergeant had no chance to feel it, he couldn't hear anything in his ears, blood was bleeding everywhere on his face, arms, shoulders, and thighs.

A pair of hands was firmly clamping his neck, and his dark face, which had not yet faded from childishness, showed ferocity, fear, excitement, and drooling!

A smile appeared on the ferocious face of the sergeant who made a cut, and with all his strength, he threw the half-grown child aside, and was about to get up, when a pair of white and tender hands next to him were struggling to lift a stone, which fell hard and hit the soldier. On Cao's face, once and again!
Not long after, a few figures nervously climbed the rope and slid down from the entrance of the cave. There should be some harvest below.

There was only a corpse with barely visible head and no cloth strips on its body. He was still unwilling to die. He was taken care of by so many kinds of weapons on the battlefield, and bullets and bullets were not in his eyes. What a shame, there is nothing more useless than this!In the cave, a few children smashed their heads into a ball
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