The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Looking at the US military positions in chaos, Xia Yuan showed a faint smile on his face, and quietly left the US military positions, retrieved his gun, squatted on the ground, and stared at the distance. They were still far away from the enemy positions. More than 200 meters away, it was an open field slanting downwards. The soldiers squatted on the ground, exposing half of their upper bodies, and fired at the enemy's position in an orderly manner.

It can still be seen that in this orderly shooting, Instructor Shao wanted the soldiers to save ammunition, so the shooting frequency of each soldier was kept at a level, so that it would not consume too much ammunition.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

While thinking about it, the sharp whistling sound of the shells fired by the long-range artillery came from the sky above his head. Looking up at the sky, several arcs appeared in the black sky, and the shells dragging the arcs flew over the head one after another, like Like a falling meteor, it landed on the mountain in the distance, and in an instant, the mountain was swallowed by fierce artillery fire.

"It's done!"

Xia Yuan smiled happily, and immediately started to retreat with the gun in hand.

The next thing is not something they can participate in. There will be two situations. The first is that the U.S. troops on the two high grounds will start fighting, and both losers. Press, after all, the gap is here.

"Instructor, the company commander is back!"

After the soldiers of the machine gun company in charge of reconnaissance fired two shells, their task was completed, and they took over the reconnaissance task and were responsible for guarding the retreat road to prevent the enemy from appearing.

"Old Xia, you did a great job. Listening to the sound, the foreign devils' gunfire was aimed at our own people!"

Instructor Shao looked very happy. It was the first time that their own people fired on their own people.

The soldiers also had smiles on their faces, and they calmly shot at the enemy's positions indiscriminately. This kind of action without taking any risks, and the task of turning the enemy around is simply amazing. The fighting spirit of the soldiers Very high, and the fighting enthusiasm has reached a peak with the progress of these missions.

"Company commander, you are too good. You said that you let the enemy's artillery hit your own people. Hey, the enemy's artillery really hit your own people."

Lao Yang squatted in the trench, changed the bullets, turned his head and shouted.

"Grandma's a leg! This time, let the foreign devils taste what it's like to be bombed by yourself! Hahahaha!" Big Ma laughed unscrupulously, and there was more or less madness in his laughter.

The soldiers echoed while laughing, there is no way, this period of time has been suppressed for too long, a company, until now there are only a few people left, if the instructors are not always concerned about the mental health of the soldiers, it is estimated that Many fighters wanted to give up.

Grandma, the enemy has guns, there are people, there are guns, ammunition, food, planes, tanks, and armored vehicles. They have nothing. Sacrifice by their side, the soldiers felt uncomfortable.

But now, the boredom in my heart has finally found a breakthrough. There is nothing more satisfying than watching two dogs bite each other.

"withdraw!"

When the 5 minutes were up, Instructor Shao immediately issued an order to retreat. The enemy's artillery fire was fierce and lasted for a full 5 minutes without stopping at all. Stones rolled down from the top of the mountain continuously. He continued to utter a sound of pity, and couldn't stop shaking.

"Grandma, the artillery fire of the foreign devils is really fierce. Fortunately, it was used on one of our own people."

Along the planned retreat route, the soldiers packed up their ammunition and set off immediately. The gravel constantly falling on the road became an obstacle to their retreat. The shaking of the mountain made some soldiers almost fall. The foreign devil's grandmother scolded together, and along the way, her mouth was like the foreign devil's machine gun, rattling non-stop.

The artillery fire has not stopped yet. The U.S. troops on the mountain were stunned. Their positions were covered by artillery fire, and the bunker fortifications were destroyed. grave.

The U.S. military uses a 155mm howitzer, which is terrifyingly powerful. However, the tunnels dug by the U.S. military for hoarding troops are not dug by relying on mountains. After all, their opponents are very backward Chinese, and even the guns are not unified. caliber shells, so the US military did not dig such a solid tunnel, as long as it can avoid the cold wind and rain, there is no need to work hard to dig a solid mountain.

No, that’s exactly what happened. A large-caliber howitzer landed on the ground, and the power of a 155mm howitzer, which was enough to destroy a basketball court, was terrifying. Once the gun went down, the trench that was originally a person’s height was flattened. When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, another grenade fell next to it, covering a full range of 20 meters.

Those U.S. troops who woke up rushed out of the nearly collapsed tunnel, stood in the trench that was almost flattened, looked up at the position shrouded in artillery fire, and stared blankly, not understanding what happened, until a grenade fell on the ground. Beside him, in an instant, the air wave engulfed him, the gunpowder smoke calmed down a little, and the person had disappeared.

They have not experienced as many bombings as the Volunteer Army, and naturally they have no experience in avoiding bombing. Facing a position surrounded by artillery fire, they run around like headless chickens. A grenade falls around them and swallows them in an instant. , When the gunpowder smoke filled the air, the helpless screams of the American soldiers whose limbs were blown up came from the pungent thick gunpowder smoke, but they were soon swallowed up by the artillery fire.

The health workers of the U.S. military could not protect themselves, and they crawled out of the troop tunnel, seeing foggy eyes, and gunpowder smoke enveloped the mountain.

These soldiers were stunned. They didn't understand why they were suddenly under such heavy shelling while they were sleeping soundly. They mistakenly thought it was the Chinese who were coming, but they couldn't believe it, because they knew Chinese people are backward, ignorant, and ignorant. They eat fried noodles, wear shabby clothes, and use backward weapons. How could they have such powerful and heavy firepower.

These American soldiers never dreamed that their incredible shelling was fired by their own people and landed on the high ground.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The second lieutenant was not dead yet. While yelling, he stumbled into the bombed and collapsed headquarters, and met a signal soldier. His helmet dropped to the ground, and he rushed out in a panic. The second lieutenant hit him head-on.

"Sir, it's collapsed, it was blown up." The communications soldier said in a panic.

"Have you contacted the superior!" The second lieutenant grabbed him, as if grasping the last straw: "We need support! We need support!"

"Sir, the copper whisker of the radio has been blown up, we can't get in touch, the enemy's artillery fire is too fierce!" The communications soldier said hastily.

"Fuck! fcuk! fcuk!" The second lieutenant yelled, and with a bang, a grenade exploded around them. In an instant, the air wave swept over gravel and soil, shaking the ground, and the two fell to the ground. The second lieutenant stood up quickly , panicked: "Retreat, retreat!"

However, his voice has been swallowed by the artillery fire, and there are fleeing American soldiers everywhere. He does not need to issue orders at all. Under such fierce artillery bombardment, the fighting will of the American soldiers has already been crushed, before his order is issued. , had already fled in all directions.

Xia Yuan and the others were as happy as the artillery fire on the battlefield. When they came to the hilltop they observed earlier, they looked from afar and saw that the US military garrison was brightly lit. Tanks and armored vehicles drove out of the garrison, as if they were alarmed. Like a honeycomb in the city, a battalion of U.S. troops trotted onto the road with six tanks and three armored vehicles, heading towards the heights under shelling.

"Get ready to go down and grab the car! Get the car and follow the way you came. Just drive the truck into the woods and we'll be safe!"

Shouting loudly, Xia Yuan took down the gun from behind, and amidst the sound of fierce gunfire, he hooked his finger and pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!
A bullet shattered the glass of the driver's door of the truck, and the glass shattered with a sound, without any loss of force, and it went straight into the truck driver's head. The car lost control, hit a truck on the other side, and rushed off the road without a sound.

The truck driver passing by saw the blood-splattered truck driver on the driving seat of the truck, and couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

The speed of the trucks on the road was faster, and the truck driver seemed to be pressing the gas pedal to the bottom, for fear of harming the fish pond. What's more, the trucks that were competing with the high ground had no time to take care of a load of goods. The fierce artillery covered almost the entire high ground, and people jumped The flying gravel was like raindrops, smashing down, and some drivers in a panic took the falling gravel as bullets.

The truck driver didn't think so at first, but he couldn't help seeing the death of the drivers on the trucks that rushed off the road. In a panic, he couldn't tell whether it was the bullet hitting the car or the stone hitting the car.

Xia Yuan's shooting level is very high, even if the truck is in the process of driving, but for Xia Yuan who has master-level firearms skills, it is very easy to hit the target, and his shooting method is quite peculiar, it is not a truck staring at one position at all Instead, they stared at the truck convoy on the entire road and fired two shots at the head, and two shots in the middle, so that when the truck drivers behind drove forward, they often encountered trucks rushing out of the road. Through the broken windows, one can still see the truck driver lying on the steering wheel in an extremely cruel death.

The truck soldiers of the foreign devils still cherish their lives very much. There are not a few soldiers who abandon their trucks and flee for their lives. After a truck abandoned by the truck driver blocked the way, the psychological pressure suddenly increased, and the thought of not wanting to abandon it would be shaken at this moment.

One person will take away ten people, and ten people will take away a hundred people.

Herd mentality works for human beings of any skin color, especially at the time of life and death, those human beings who cherish their lives will always do some incomprehensible things in moments of panic, such as discarding a cart of supplies.Once one person does this, it is easy to take other people away. In this way, no one will take care of the cart of supplies. When the war comes, no one will go to see who drove the cart of supplies, let alone won't care.

More concerned about the Chinese army attacking them.

The artillery fire ceased, and the high ground was shrouded in thick gunpowder smoke. In this dark night, the gunpowder smoke rose into the sky like black clouds, making the already dark and gloomy sky darker, more gloomy, and more pressured. A cloud of hazy mist rose from the mountains and forests, reducing visibility a bit.

The U.S. military had reached the bottom of the high ground and began to organize an orderly attack. The visibility was too low. They did not find the Chinese on the mountain, but only saw the smoke and black smoke billowing.

This is reasonable. They did not fight the Chinese once or twice. Because the Chinese are poor and backward, they cherish every bullet and will never waste it. They do not charge. Even if the Chinese on the mountain see them They also don't know how to shoot. If they shoot, whether they hit or not, they will expose their position.

Flares shone brightly in the sky, echoing the black smoke billowing from the positions that had been turned over by artillery fire.

"The Chinese will definitely not be able to survive. Order B Company to attack the mountain and take back our position!"

"Yes, sir!"

A company of U.S. troops attacked the high ground along the curved mountain road. Since the tanks could not drive up, they drove to the halfway up the mountain and adjusted their muzzles to the positions on the mountain. .

"Sir! Your Excellency the Commander has something important to ask you!"

At this time, a soldier ran over.

The battalion commander, a major of the U.S. military, immediately took over the communicator, and when he heard the commander's voice, he immediately stood at attention, "Commander!"

"The strangeness of the Chinese, I heard from Second Lieutenant Slitter, that the Chinese also have mortars, which may be the main force of the Chinese army. You have to be careful in dealing with it."

"Please rest assured, Commander! No one can survive under such ferocious firepower, and the Chinese are the same. I have the confidence to take our position!"

"Very well, I will provide you with a stronger backing!"

"Yes!"

The battalion commander of the U.S. Army major who put down the communicator immediately ordered: "Notify C Company, cooperate with B Company to attack, and strive to take our position in the shortest possible time!"

"Yes!"

The US soldiers of the two companies began to attack the high ground. Along the way, the machine gunners used the raised slope to set up machine gun positions to cover the attacking US soldiers. The snipers in auspicious suits were also in place, setting up M1903A1, An 8x optical sight—M73B1—is installed on the gun. The American sniper is observing the smoky position with the help of an [-]x telescope, but he just feels a little strange.

The position was very calm, and few of them looked like breakthroughs in bunker fortifications. The Chinese positions at the back kept picking up soil, which was after the bunkers were destroyed by artillery fire, and the surviving Chinese were rushing to rescue the bunkers.

But the position in front of him was silent, and there was no movement at all.