march to victory

The time between the shells was getting longer and longer, which was a precursor to the end of the bombardment.According to the most normal tactical arrangement, at this time, it is the turn of the enemy infantry to enter the field.

as predicted!

"Battalion Commander, the little devils are on the move."

Hearing the loud report from the hidden lookout not far outside, Peng Peng nodded and said: "Continue to monitor, and report after they step on the stone ladder."

When a recruit next to Peng Peng heard this, he asked with some doubts: "Battalion Commander, aren't we going out now?"

"Don't worry, just smoke a cigarette." Then, Peng Peng took out a cigarette, and after a circle for everyone, he lit one and explained with a smile while smoking: "Starting from the stone ladder at the bottom of the mountain, to the top here, I carefully After measuring, the total is 180 meters and 580 steps. If the enemy wants to rush up all the way, he will have to climb for a long time, and he will be exhausted. Moreover, the whole journey is in a straight line, and there are thorn forests on both sides. There is no place to hide if you want to hide. So, it is better to move closer and fight. At that time, they will not be able to retreat even if they want to, so they can only charge hard."

Because of the terrain and man-made obstacles, the stone ladder is a line of defense on the top of the mountain, which is also conducive to the concentration of firepower and deployment of personnel, which can greatly mobilize redundant personnel to help defend elsewhere... Originally It was necessary to build a line of defense at the lower end and the middle of the stone ladder, but Zhang Qingshan felt that there was no need to build a line of defense at the foot of the mountain (only checkpoints) after a field inspection.As for the defense line in the middle, due to time, manpower and material resources, it has not yet been established.

At this time, the defense line at the top of the stone ladder actually only has four battalions and one company, and because of terrain constraints, only one platoon can be dispatched at a time, and the rest can only be used as preparations and auxiliary defenses... This is just in case, otherwise, two platoons take turns, plus two light machine guns and some grenades are enough.

After two or three minutes, the lookout post reported again, and the little devil began to step up the stone steps.

But Peng Peng looked at his watch and listened again: It has been a minute and a half, and no shells have been heard. It seems that the little devil's shelling is over... In fact, this is a subjective mistake made by the little devil. Sexual mistakes, or habitual mistakes: they still dealt with Qinglong Mountain in the usual way of attacking the fortified positions, but they didn't notice that the stone steps were so long and high.The most correct way to fight is to continue shelling, so as to cover the infantry who started to attack at the lower end of the stone ladder, at least they have to wait for the infantry to climb half of the stone ladder before they can stop.In this way, there will be no accidental injury, and powerful artillery support can be effectively provided to the attacking infantry.

If it wasn't about hitting right on the wrong side, Peng Peng intentionally brought the little devil closer before hitting him.

To be a dog for a little devil, of course you must have the consciousness to die!

No, although there are only a dozen or so little devils in the rear, in front of them, a group of second devils are leading the charge... No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel that these ten or so little devils are not here to fight at all, but Supervisor team.But it's normal when you think about it. Everyone can see the difficulty of taking Qinglong Mountain from the front at a glance. If you don't find someone to try, how can you rashly send your own people to attack aggressively as soon as you come up.It just so happens that there is no need for a dog, which is unreasonable.Anyway, it was someone else's dog that died, so I don't feel bad.

Seeing the hundred and ten second devils at the bottom of the mountain and a small group of little devils behind them, each of them held a gun, bent over, rushed up the stone ladder, looked up carefully, and encouraged each other from time to time.Peng Peng, who was lying on the side of the tunnel, put down his binoculars and shouted to the surroundings: "Comrades, follow my orders and fight again...don't rush to shoot, bring the enemies closer and kill them one by one."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the binoculars and looked at the temporary artillery position of the little devil at the foot of the mountain. He frowned slightly, feeling a little depressed: The little devil is so rampant and arrogant. Not only did he dare to place the artillery position so close, but he also Dare to show it openly, this is simply bullying us without guns!Damn, if the artillery company is still here, at this time, one shot will be enough to make all the artillerymen of the little devil go back to their hometowns.What a pity~!

He put down the binoculars, touched his pocket, and was about to smoke a cigarette, but out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed a comrade not far to the left, swallowing his saliva.Taking a closer look, the sweat on this guy's face was dripping down his cheeks, and the fingers of his right hand were a little white... This was the result of being too nervous.

Peng Peng frowned slightly, then looked at other people, and found that a small number of recruits were nervous.

This will not work!

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly burst out laughing.

Seeing that others were looking over in confusion, he pointed down and asked loudly with a smile: "Comrades, look at the group of dogs below. They climb mountains so slowly. If you give them a tortoise shell on their backs, why not?" Isn't it just like a turtle? Ha! Ha..."

In fact, the little devils and the second devils crawled very quickly, but because of the angle, from Peng Peng's point of view, the little devils and the second devils crawled very slowly below.

The veterans all understood that Peng Peng was going to use jokes for the last time before the battle to hit the enemy, improve morale, and relieve everyone's tension.I still don't know how to cooperate.

"Commander, I have a suggestion."

Seeing Peng Peng looking over, with eyes full of approval, Lian Lianchang said with a smile: "I think, after the battle is over, we should use wooden boards to make more tortoise shells, and then let all the captured prisoners wear them, so that they can wear them again." How about showing us how a tortoise climbs a mountain from start to finish?"

It caused everyone to laugh, and they all put forward their own ideas to perfect this kind of teasing of prisoners...Of course, the veterans know better, this is just to say, after all, the party, government and military regulations are there to treat prisoners preferentially It's not just for fun - unless Zhang Qingshan wants to make a mistake again, there is no possibility of making everyone's dreams come true.

"Okay! That's it."

While joking, the soldiers became less nervous, and the two devils also climbed to about half the distance of the stone ladder.

Peng Peng opened the safety of the box gun, tilted the gun body, and was about to pull the trigger, but thought of something, and whispered to the two soldiers beside him: "You two go to send orders to the two machine gunners, telling them not to fire. Gun, so that the enemy thinks that we did not put a light machine gun here. Wait for the enemy to get closer, and listen to my order to fight."

It wasn't until the two soldiers ran to the left and right machine gunners to give the order that he yelled "Hit me!", and pulled the trigger on the enemy he was aiming at below.

"Snapped!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Peng Peng saw it very clearly, he shot first, the first shot sounded, and the target immediately fell back clutching his chest...

The first wave of gunfire rang out, and seven or eight of the two devils who rushed to the front were shot and fell to the ground. The human scalp is numb.

For a moment, the two devils immediately retreated while hiding.

Many second devils didn't even dare to fight back, and ran directly down the mountain.

However, to be a dog requires the awareness of a dog.

How could the little devil supervising team following behind them make them happy?

These little devils can be good and inhumane towards people, but how can they be soft-hearted towards these dogs?

No, when they saw that the dogs wanted to run instead of biting the enemy, they raised their guns and shot without even asking.

The six or seven second devils at the end fell to the ground in response, and almost all of them were headshot-this was even more vicious than the Eighth Route Army above.

The Eighth Route Army was killing them in front of them like bursts of fire, and there were little devils behind them who didn't treat them as human beings. The pincer attack one after the other made the two devils caught in the middle extremely painful.

After all, there were no major casualties at this time, and the machine gunners under Peng Peng hadn't fired yet, so the damage and influence caused were not great. Devil.

Just when the little devil saw that these two devils were still dawdling and dodging there, they actually held the [-] caps with bayonets on them, lined up in several rows, and stepped forward to press them step by step.Helpless, under the leadership of the leader of the Second Devils, the Second Devils could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward.

"Clap! Clap! Clap..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The soldiers of the assault regiment were condescending and covered by tunnels, so they naturally took advantage of it.

The two devils only had a stone ladder about two meters wide to walk, and there were thorns on both sides, so they could only fight while rushing.Later, the two devils didn't care about the thorns, and they went to the thorns to avoid the bullets from above. Although it hurts to be pricked by the thorns, it is better than being bitten by the bullets and killing them, right?

Although the two devils advanced slowly, there were hundreds of them after all. Under the persecution of the little devil's supervising team, although every step was difficult and frightening, after paying the price of twenty or thirty casualties, they finally moved forward again. Some.At this time, they were only about 40 meters away from the defense line on the top of the mountain.

I don't know if the little devils are thinking about saving shells, or if they really don't regard the second devils as human beings, or have other plans. At this time, as long as the little devils can use artillery fire to cover them, and the gang of second devils are more bloody, then, The possibility of attacking Qinglong Mountain will become even greater.

But the little devil just didn't fire the cannon, and instead let the supervising team persecute them even more fiercely, like herding sheep.Even, their guns never aimed at the defense line on the top of the mountain, but kept pointing at the second devils at the back. From this, it can be seen that they really don't take the lives of the second devils seriously.

The second devil is bitter, because they are also soldiers who have fought wars before, so they naturally understand that the closer they are to the opponent's line of defense, the harder it is to attack, the more intense the opponent's resistance, and the more casualties they have paid. bigger.

This road attack, only 40 meters away, paid the price of 40 or [-] comrades in arms, and the remaining [-] meters, of course, really had to be filled with human lives - the key is, the terrain really made them suffocate Qu, don't just attack one by one, the point is, there is no place to hide.

Finally, their dreams came true, and Peng Peng fulfilled their wishes without hesitation!

"Machine gunner, hit me hard!"

"Da da da……"

Two light machine guns rang out, and while the two flames were flickering, the bullets swept towards them like flying silver snakes...