under fire

Chapter 80
Time: Dusk, what time?do not know.

Weather: The red half of the sky is slowly extinguished, there is a breeze in the valley, and the temperature plummets.

Location: South of Niujia Village, there is a long valley. The valley runs from north to south and diverges to the north. The cliffs are too poor to grow into towering trees. There are bushes. In summer, there is plenty of rain, and in winter, it is dry. Drought-resistant Thuja grows strongly in Between the cliffs, the sun is scarce in the valley, and the little sunshine in summer also makes the valley lush.

A soldier with a camouflaged straw hat wrapped around his cap and bandages was lying on the mountain ridge to the south, watching from a distance a few friendly troops coming from the south, with a long slip behind him.

There was news from the regiment that there was a devil dressed up in eight ways to enter the mountain. The soldiers aimed their guns at the vanguard soldiers who came over. They became nervous, and their palms began to sweat. For the number, if the gun is fired, the village will organize the transfer of the people. Fortunately, it is about to get dark, so it is easy to transfer the people. If you look for a few bushes, you will find nothing.

The vanguard followed by a platoon of left and right teams, slowly advancing in the sheep intestines trail. In the depths of the mountain, there was no way to walk the ridge. Pan Zhuzi stopped by the roadside, took off his military cap, and fanned a few times beside the black face. It doesn't work, the mountain wind blows more than the fan, I'm just used to it.

The vanguard passed the news that Niujia Village was just past the mountain pass. One of the vanguard soldiers belonged to Wang Peng's platoon. For him, he just went home and went out to the hidden sentry position.

"Liu Dashan, is that you?"

One of the soldiers in the vanguard heard the screams on the mountain ridge, identified who it was, and smiled happily: "Wang honest, you shouldn't be well injured, why did you run out to watch?"

"Hey, what kind of gun are you carrying? I don't think you've seen it before?" The sentry on the mountain ridge got up and walked down: "Company commander, are you in the team behind?"

"Uh, no, the company commander is still in the ninth company of the Independent Regiment, learning to swim there."

"Swimming? Let's stay in this mountain all day and learn to swim? How could the company commander do such an unreliable thing! Tell me, how are you going out this time?"

"What else can I do? I got the military uniform of the security army. Hehe, this clothes is sturdy. It's too hot to wear in summer."

Pan Zhuzi, who had already walked to the vanguard, looked at the desolate soldier: "In a hot day, you are not afraid of getting prickly heat by wearing two pieces?"

"Hehe." The vanguard turned his head: "This is Platoon Leader Pan of the Nineth Company of the Independent Regiment!"

"I'll tell you again, it's three in a row!" Pan Zhuzi was mad.

"Then let me ask you, if you all entered the mountain alone, who is the brigade behind? According to what you said, isn't there another platoon of security forces behind?"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Pan Zhuzi was speechless and ignored the top soldiers. He turned his head and stretched out his hand to the sentry who descended the mountain ridge: "Hello, comrade, I'm the leader of the third company and the first platoon of the Independent Regiment. My surname is Pan, and you can call me Zhuzi. !"

"Three companies?? Oh, I haven't heard of it!" The sentinel was at a loss for the conversation between the two.



The sky is getting brighter.

The current location is on the west side of Taihang Mountain. Taihang Mountain is northeast and southwest, stretching for more than 800 miles. There are cliffs all the way, and mountains seem to emerge from the ground. Especially in this section, the unique northern karst terrain, lush vegetation in summer, and waterfalls flowing spring.

No one appreciates the unique scenery, the land is not three feet flat, and there is no way to cultivate the land, which makes the mountainous area sparsely populated.

From this position, it is more than two miles to the east along the mountain ridge, which is the mountain pass of Taihang Mountain.

Beside the fire in the valley, there are more than a dozen figures scattered around, nervous, boiling water, lying on a low mountain ridge next to a ghost soldier, holding a Cao Changjing, focusing on the camera: "There should be eight roads on the hillside ahead, they, I'm having breakfast, the distance is 400 meters!"

Another devil spread his legs and ran back, these idiots, harassed all night, shot a shot and ran without entanglement, another group appeared at a distance, and now it's dawn, let's see where you are running.

Eighth Road started with platoon guns, but then he sparsely fired two shots and ran away. Like a sparrow, he struggled for most of the night and finally waited until dawn. Three of the devil's vanguards were killed in action, and it was the first wave of unfortunate people who were beaten into a sieve. More than ten soldiers were wounded. , the first team lost nearly half, without him, the wounded soldiers used more troops and had to be sent back to the medical team far behind.

Hu Yi, Ding Political Commissar, and the security guard, hiding in the lushness near the entrance to the valley, decided to go back at dawn. Originally, they planned to see if they could pick up a cheap idea, until an eight-lane road appeared in front of the mountain pass. , Knowing from Colonel Ding that their defense zone had left the hilly area outside the mountain early, and the team suddenly appeared in the mountain pass, which aroused Hu Yi's curiosity.

Eighth Road is obviously going to ambush, indicating that there may be devils or security forces moving in this direction.

Perhaps the person in the Independent Corps who really understood Hu Yi was Political Commissar Ding, so he was not prepared to exercise the privileges of political commissar.

As soon as it was dawn, the army of devils set off, advancing from west to east into the mountains, and the road ahead narrowed.

There was news from the front that there were small harassments along the way.

In order to reduce casualties, the leading troops of the Devils no longer sent vanguards to advance, and directly placed grenade launchers on the valley racks, ready to give some color to the Balu who were ambushing in front. A large group of Devils stood behind the grenadiers and waited for artillery fire to attack and advance.

The tom tom sounded for a while, and the black grenade flew into the air and slammed into the eight-way position in the distance. Amidst the loud noises, the earth trembled, the bushes were constantly being cut, and waves of rotten leaves were lifted by small shock waves. Some people were thrown out of the trenches, and the rest pressed their heads even lower, not afraid of sacrifice. Abandoning the stretcher and pulling the wounded soldiers onto the stretcher, groups of stretcher soldiers ran wild.

Yamaguchi stood on the side of the road, and Hu Yi, who was densely populated by the mountain, was foolishly lonely in the morning light on the back of the mountain.

Hu Yi held the binoculars, and the camera was staring at the distance, forming a khaki figure, which turned into a column and rushed towards his position.

After a long time, the nearby valley became silent. Several wounded people were wrapped in bandages, lying on the mountain ridge, their legs and feet trembled involuntarily. Someone started to greet, and there were also a few soldiers who were not wounded, maybe recruits, because their legs were weak and they hid in the shallows. Behind the pit and the rock, he stretched his neck in fear and poked his head out of the green in front of him, and suddenly noticed a burst of dust coming from the valley, mixed with countless green hats and khaki military uniforms underneath.

Finally a muzzle aimed at the khaki in the dust.

Yamaguchi's Hu Yi still held the binoculars, and the camera looked closer, then raised it to look into the distance.

Finally, he let out a breath of air, and handed the telescope to Ding Deyi, who was lying on a rock not far away.

"God, there are so many devils? What do you think the devils are doing?" Ding De saw the khaki moving in the distance, and shivered: "Then, below, the devils are afraid of tens of thousands?"

"Ah. Yeah, so, I think, their target is definitely not us."

(End of this chapter)