under fire

Chapter 299
It was destined not to be a peaceful night, the dark night sky was illuminated by searchlights, the monkey felt a pain from the wound, and the heart was beating very hard. Seeing that scene during the day gave him courage, but he really went to the enemy's den , can no longer be calm.

The beam of light from the searchlight continued to sweep across the open land to the west, and the two people who were hidden in the darkness to the east contrasted in detail with the dark blockhouse ahead.

Lie down on the ground for a long time, looked carefully through the binoculars, there were two figures at the crenel on the top of the gun tower, the exit of the gun tower opened to the east, and there was a small corridor.

A circle of bunkers was piled up with soil around the gun tower, with a gap in the north and south directions in the middle, and part of the ground at the gap was a traffic trench.

A fire was burning outside the bunker, and there were several figures swaying around. The defense was very strict. There were shooting holes on the first and second floors of the gun tower, so no one could see.

Not long after, a black figure came out from the gap in the south, walked eastward for more than 20 meters, looked left and right, untied his belt and squatted on the ground.

The sound of humming a ditty scattered around.

The distance was a little far, and the two lay on their stomachs without moving.

But there was a scolding voice from the top of the gun tower: "You fucking can't take a few more steps? The instructor of the Imperial Army has warned you many times, let me know, hehe, it's good to see you!"

The black figure had to get up, and walked eastward cursing and walking into a den with a low wall, holding up his trousers.

Big Yang raised his rifle resolutely and walked towards the nest quickly.

Footsteps sounded behind him, the monkey followed closely, and the noise was not too loud, and the people in the nest should not be able to hear it, so it was not a bad start.

About 30 meters away from the nest, the guy in the earthen wall nest stood up and walked back.

The two of them had to stop, their palms were sweating so nervously, the monkey took out his rifle and pointed it at the guy.

The guy finally walked away.

After the two murmured for a while, the monkey pulled out a towel and put it on the ground, put the shell gun on the towel, then pulled out the bayonet and put it aside, grabbed a handful of sand and sprinkled it on the bayonet to prevent reflection.

After a brief search, the two figures merged into the ground, and in the afterglow of the searchlight, they couldn't be spotted until they got close.

The night wind blew over the crenels of the gun towers, making low noises. There was a village in the east, which was dark and without any lights. Although the night was dark, the outline of the village could still be discerned.

Only the sound of burning firewood on the west side of the blockhouse remained.

The patrol went back and forth three times, yelled a few times at the people on the top of the blockhouse, and then entered the blockhouse.

No one came out to release the water!

"They stopped patrolling?"

"It is estimated that this blockhouse is only responsible for the first half of the night."

"Then in the middle of the night, there should be a gun tower in the south?"

"should be"

"Including those who just went back, there are at least twenty of them. There are too many enemies in the gun tower, which cannot be dealt with."

"Then since they are going to change shifts, let's go to the blockhouse in the south." After the monkey finished speaking, he immediately put away the guy in front of him and stepped back.

The two walked slowly southward in the darkness of the east, while the footsteps of the patrol were disorderly in the west, and the team went from south to north.



"Hey? Why did you come back so soon? Don't you have diarrhea?" A voice came from the ground floor of the blockhouse.

"It's over." The voice of the person approaching from the outside shouted.

"Your diarrhea has changed your voice? Hurry up and go to sleep."

"Hey, who is that behind you?" The sleepy-eyed puppet soldier asked in surprise.

The puppet soldiers who came back walked into the Datong shop, raised their hands to cover the guy who was speaking, and stabbed the bayonet in his hand, followed by the sound of sharp piercing into the flesh, screaming and struggling with some painful panting.

"Can you still make people sleep well?" A person next to him turned over.

The person who came in later rushed forward and pierced the speaker's neck with a bayonet. The puppet soldier struggled hard while hugging his neck, gurgling, but his voice was not loud.

The monkey pulled out the shell gun, his scalp was numb, he got used to it, and took a closer look with the firelight penetrating through the shooting hole. There were only these two guns left in the blockhouse. Fortunately, luckily.

There was blood everywhere on the bunk, and the twitching person was about to turn into a corpse, struggling to dilate the protruding pupils of the eyes, and the convulsed fingers, with unwillingness.

The monkey stood at the door of the blockhouse with a shell gun in his hand, and there was no movement for a while.

After thinking for a while, the monkey turned west along the wall, the two security forces leaned against the earthworks and snored soundly, the two men on the top of the blockhouse were still talking, and the searchlights were still swinging back and forth.

Seeing that the two puppet soldiers did not respond, the monkey hesitated for a moment, then quickly turned around and entered the gun tower. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the monkey was a little excited.

I struck a match, held my hands, and the big man Yang was packing up the things. The Datong shop was at the end of the stairs to the second floor, and the mats were messed up on the whole shop. There was blood all over the two corpses.

There was a pile of boxes on the ground, and the two of them had no time to pay attention to it for the time being.

The two exchanged glances, Big Yang stood guard at the entrance of the blockhouse, the monkey threw away the burnt matches, tiptoed up the stairs, creaked, and touched the second floor.

At the end of the stairs, I poked my head out, looked around with the light of the shooting hole, and saw clearly the situation on the second floor. There were two beds, a small table in the middle, and a pair of stairs leading to the top floor. Next to the shooting hole, there was a wooden shelf. , squatting with a crooked sub-machine gun.

The monkey turned around, went down the stairs, and muttered to Mr. Yang for a long time, and the two went upstairs again.

The people on the second floor slept soundly, not knowing that the god of death was approaching, until two bloody bayonets stabbed upwards from the abdomen to the heart, and then the body was tightly pressed down, but the sound of struggling before death was not small.

"What was that sound just now? Who is screaming?" Someone shouted from the top of the gun tower.

"I went to a latrine and accidentally kicked a stool when I came back." The monkey replied in a low voice, pressing down tightly on the two bare-chested people wearing loincloths.

The two soldiers on the top of the building were a little stunned. The voice of the reply didn't come from the first floor, and the second floor was obviously the instructor of the Imperial Army, but the answer was not Niaoyu?Could it be that some brothers have gone up to the second floor to take over?
The puppet army consciously filled the loopholes in the monkey's actions.

The puppet army on the top floor was considering whether to ask carefully, when a faint smell of blood came, and amidst the doubts, a figure appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a puppet army cap.

Rest assured: "You guys are working hard today, you came up so early, it's much cooler up here than down here."

The person who came up didn't answer. He held the bayonet and swayed in front of him. He saw that the blade was full of blood and had a strong smell of blood. The puppet army still didn't react.

In a daze, until the bayonet was inserted into the chest of the interrogating puppet soldier, the puppet soldier who was turning the searchlight turned around, a little dazzled, beat his eyes hard, dumbfounded, and froze on the spot.

Seeing behind the big man who was continuously stabbing the bayonet, a small man held a shell gun in his hand, and unconsciously raised his hands, and the searchlight stopped turning.

"Continue, don't stop, be careful that my hand shakes, I will beat you into a sieve." The puppet soldier was trembling in a daze, and subconsciously turned the searchlight again.

The big man in the puppet army uniform that didn't fit well was wiping the corpse back and forth with a bayonet in his hand.

"Go down and tidy up, I'm here." Monkey sat on a stool on the top of the gun tower and ordered to the blood-stained big man Yang.

Not long after, the searchlight on the top of the gun tower stopped turning again.

Then, behind the bunker on the ground floor of the gun tower, the monkey covered the mouth of the puppet soldier, and Yang Dao held his bayonet to work, and the two puppet soldiers who were sleeping soundly twitched in their dreams.

"No, the patrol team is back!" Big Yang watched a group of figures swaying over.

"Don't worry, why can't we give them a look at such a good fortification?"

"how to spell?"

"I went up to the top of the gun tower and used a searchlight to shine on them. You use the machine gun. I still don't believe that you can't kill these ten half-baked gunmen."

"But they are also Chinese."

"Fart Chinese, if you take a devil's gun, you are the enemy. Think about last year, when we were chased by the puppet army less." The monkey's face became ferocious.

"That's right, how do you fight?"

"I'm going to the top of the blockhouse, you use the machine gun to greet them, don't let any one go!" The monkey got up and was about to go into the blockhouse.

Big man Yang is no stranger to machine guns, followed closely, moved the machine gun down from the second floor, set it up excitedly, a long-lost excitement made his scalp tingle, these shameless bastards!Today, I will show you why blood flowers are so popular, he thought.

The patrol team coming from the north was less than 100 meters away, and the black shadows swaying slowly and disorderly were still holding torches.

In the darkness, Big Yang threw off the big-brimmed hat on his head, pulled out the gray military cap from his belt and put it on tightly, pulling the brim of the hat behind his head.

Leaning against a one-meter-high sandy wall, he half-kneeled, put the butt of the sub-machine gun crookedly on his shoulder, and leaned against the butt of the gun with his right face. He felt uncomfortable, so he simply stood up, bowed his body, put the machine gun on his shoulder, and pulled Don't worry, check the bullets in the supply hopper again.

He raised his hand and wiped his face, trying to wipe off the sweat that just flowed out, but unexpectedly, the blood that hadn't dried out was all over his face.

"Damn you, shine the searchlight on me and fuck me, isn't it itchy?" The puppet squad leader who led the patrol couldn't see the road ahead, and yelled at the guy on the top of the gun tower who was using the searchlight to joke with him.

This kind of situation often happens. Not everyone can be a searchlight operator for high-level stuff like searchlights. They have to be trained by the instructors of the Imperial Army before they can touch such things.

(End of this chapter)

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