War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 598 Sound the charge!
In the howling winter night, Wei Ran couldn't tell whether it was snowfall or the snow blown up by the wind.

He didn't even bother to worry about these insignificant problems. Since he successfully crossed the river, he didn't know how long he ran.

Compared with the bone-chilling cold just after crossing the river, at this time he even unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar to help the sweat dissipate as soon as possible.

If it was said that his feet were frozen before crossing the river, then he was really running unconscious now.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Ran grabbed a handful of snow from his shoulder and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing two mouthfuls, he continued to hold it in his mouth. He waited until his mouth melted the snow into water before swallowing it into his stomach. .But from the beginning to the end, he did not stop, and the volunteer soldiers on the front, back, left and right did not stop.

Wei Ran didn't know how those volunteer soldiers felt, whether they felt tired, whether they wanted to stop and take a breath.At least for him, the distance he ran before has already exceeded the longest distance he ran when he was walking the dog with a load in Hongqi Forest Farm, and even farther than the distance that Zhao Shengli took him to harass behind enemy lines.

Or to be more intuitive, for Wei Ran, this is no longer a question of whether he can still live.He was still able to keep up, relying entirely on muscle inertia to toss his legs. He hadn't stopped yet, because he didn't want to be a burden to the volunteer soldiers covered in snow all around him.

But on the other hand, he also felt at any time that maybe as long as he took another step, his heart and lungs would explode due to overload.

He reached out and grabbed another handful of snow from the other shoulder and pressed it on his neck. The cold temperature made his skin crawl, and his whole spirit improved somewhat.

Taking off his stuffy hands, Wei Ran unbuttoned a button on his neckline again, trying to lower his core temperature, and at the same time secretly looking forward to arriving at his destination as soon as possible.

In the persistence again and again, Wei Ran took steps again and again, but in the end he couldn't help but his knees gave way, and he fell down in a low voice with a "plop".

However, he hadn't waited for his face to be slapped on the snow, or even for his hands to touch the ground to support his unbalanced body.Xia Chuan, the trumpeter who was running alongside him, picked up one of his shoulders very quickly.

Almost back and forth, another soldier running behind supported him from the other side.Afterwards, the squad leader took his gun silently and carried it on his shoulder.

"Give it back to me" Wei Ran said hoarsely, panting.

"Shut up and keep quiet!"

Squad leader Shen scolded in a low voice, but slowed down a little.After a while, the platoon leader whose name was not known also came to Wei Ran's side. While running, he took out a cloth bag from his bosom and opened it, grabbed a small piece of cigarette butt-sized thing from it and handed it to Wei Ran's mouth. side.

"Chew it and keep it in your mouth," the platoon leader whispered, and at the same time he rewrapped the small bag and put it in his arms.

"what is this?"

Wei Ran bit the small twig-like thing, subconsciously asked.But then, he could tell from the unique taste that what the platoon leader stuffed into his mouth just now seemed to be a ginseng beard.

"Ginseng," said the platoon leader in a low voice, "I discovered it by accident when I was digging trenches in autumn. It might be useful."

Wei Ran didn't speak any more, carefully chewing the small piece of ginseng that looked like dried radish, sucking the faint sweetness inside.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or such a small piece of ginseng is really useful. For a while, Wei Ranqiang speeded up his pace with energy, and insisted on getting his weapon back from Squad Leader Shen's hand.

The long-distance raid in this snowy night is still going on, and from time to time, some soldiers will fall, and then they will be picked up by the people around them.

Until the end, when Wei Ran felt a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, and he was about to lose consciousness, the leader, Squad Leader Shen, finally waved his hand at a fork in the road to stop.

There was no need to command at all, and the soldiers immediately jumped into the ditch by the roadside and hid their bodies.Squad leader Shen also surrounded the squad leader and platoon leader of the other two squads, with a raincoat on his head, and looked at the map by the light of the flashlight.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Ran lay down directly on his back, panting heavily, while tremblingly dismantling the magazine of the carbine, pulling the trigger laboriously again and again to prevent it from being frozen again.

The rest of the soldiers around were basically doing the same thing, except for Xia Chuan, the trumpeter, who was still lying on the side of the road at this moment, holding up his binoculars and vigilantly looking at the situation on the two roads.

In less than three minutes, Squad Leader Shen and others determined the route again.The platoon leader even cut a pine pole from the forest on the side of the road himself.Seemingly casually poking at the side of a road with the big head up.

"Go ahead." The platoon leader clapped his hands and issued an order in a confident manner.

Before he finished speaking, the soldiers who had been hiding in the ditch beside the road immediately climbed up the road again, without any complaints, let alone any unnecessary nonsense, they automatically lined up while running forward.

Although he only rested for four or five minutes before and after, after running again, Wei Ran felt a lot more relaxed. However, this false illusion only lasted for less than half an hour, and he felt it again Unbearable exhaustion.

Fortunately, the platoon leader seems to be able to control the speed since turning on this fork. Basically, every half hour, he will stop and rest for ten minutes to let everyone recover.

It was also from this small change that Wei Ran faintly realized that there might be a combat mission soon.

As time passed, this small team left the road, and the road under their feet began to rise a little bit, and finally turned over a not-so-steep low mountain and hid in a sparse woodland .

Even though it was snowing, Wei Ran could still barely see a small village with only a dozen houses hidden in the valley outside the forest.

But in this small village, there are several American jeeps and ten-wheel trucks parked. Even, on the edge of the village and the slope behind, you can still vaguely see some buildings covered by snow, which seem to be like firepower fortresses. .

"Secret well, check your weapons." The three squad leaders conveyed the order in a low voice.

Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly checked the weapon in his hand again, then hugged it in his arms, waiting patiently for the order to launch an attack.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the warmth brought by the long-distance raid gradually dissipated, and the chill from the snow nest where he was hiding penetrated the cotton-padded clothes again. the cold.

Taking out half of the chili from his hands and taking a bite, Wei Ran slowly moved his toes and ankles, trying to keep the little warmth in his body.

At the same time, in the other two directions that he didn't know, there were also two assault platoons that almost chased them and arrived at the predetermined position on time.

If the sky here is brightened, if the snow near the village is swept in, if the volunteer soldiers hiding around take off their camouflage, I am afraid that any person with a little military knowledge can see that this place has already formed a three-dimensional encirclement. One of the classic tactics.

Even, if you can see farther, you will find that the only way to escape deliberately left for the enemy here is only a few kilometers ahead. Not only are there volunteer soldiers ambushing on both sides, but there is also a road at the end. River covered with snow.

If no one stirs it, perhaps the river will be completely frozen by the next night, but even so, it may still take a long time for vehicles to pass by.

But these are all hypotheses. Wei Ran is just a member of the pocket formation at this time. He doesn't know about these arrangements at all, and even thinks that they will rely on the strength of only one platoon to destroy the hidden village in the small village in the valley. The complete annihilation of the enemy is considered a mission.

"Five minutes!" The platoon leader reminded in a low voice.

Before he finished speaking, everyone checked the weapons in their hands. The trumpeter Xia Chuan also took off his handbag, took out the bugle and held it in his hand, and his other hand was still hanging from his waist. Suddenly pulled out a box cannon!

Pulling the trigger for the last time, Wei Ran reloaded the magazine and loaded the bullets, and at the same time began to move his cold legs and feet, so as not to be unable to run later.

"One minute," the platoon leader whispered while clutching a pocket watch.

"30 seconds!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran had already thrown off his heavy hands, and arched his body with the weapon in his hand.

"rush!"

The platoon leader gave an order in a low voice, and immediately, a whole platoon of troops rushed silently from the hillside to the village in the valley.But to Wei Ran's surprise, trumpeter Xia Chuan never blew the charge horn from the beginning to the end.

Although there was no longer the expected sound of the trumpet, it was precisely because of this that the crowd rushed all the way down the hillside without disturbing the hidden enemies!

Seeing the machine gun fire bunker in front of you getting closer and closer, the sound of a Type 50 submachine gun firing suddenly sounded from the right side of the village!

Almost at the same time as the gunshot sounded, Xia Chuan, the trumpeter who had been advancing side by side with Wei Ran, stopped immediately, leaped onto the concrete roof of the enemy's machine gun fire fortress, and stood up straight on the thick snow. He blew the charge horn that he had been holding in his hand with all his strength!
"Di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di!"

In the snowy night before dawn, the resounding Charger instantly attracted three directions from the small village in the valley, and the entire assault responded like a tsunami.All of a sudden, the sound of shouts, shouts of killing, explosions of grenades, and firing of various firearms resounded through the valley!
Wei Ran and Xia Chuan, who were still thinking about continuing to rush up, stopped in no particular order, raised their guns and killed the soldiers who came out from the back door of the machine gun fire fortress, and then jumped directly to the back of the fortress, aiming at the only remaining soldiers inside. One of the soldiers simply pulled the trigger!
However, after such a short time, the sound of the charge horn on the top of the fortress stopped!The trumpeter Xia Chuan also let out a scream, and staggered to Wei Ran's side!
"Xia Chuan!"

Wei Ran yelled, and quickly helped the other party up. With just one glance, he immediately found that the other party's abdomen was stained black with blood, and the cotton was also soaked in blood.

Xia Chuan touched his wound, then checked the bugle in his hand in a panic. After a little hesitation, he handed it to Wei Ran, and said intermittently, "Now you are the trumpeter. Ring the charge!"

"But I don't."

Wei Ran was stunned halfway through his speech. It wasn't until this time that he belatedly remembered that this time there were not only language tasks, but also skill tasks, and he had already completed the requirements of both tasks. He has learned how to use the stick words that he doesn't have, so this skill task... Could it be that he blows the charge?

After a little hesitation, Wei Ran took the bugle stained with blood and was about to put it in his mouth.

But he didn't want to, before he blew it, Xia Chuan grabbed his arm again, then pointed to the top of the bunker, and said weakly but resolutely, "Stand up straight!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded solemnly, jumped onto the fort with the bugle in hand, stood up straight, puffed up his cheeks and blew the bugle in his hand vigorously!

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