The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 498 Katyusha stands on the steep shore and sings like the bright spring light
In the front finger, the ticking telegram and the ringing of telephones kept ringing. Everyone was used to this environment.

This place is like the center of a spider web. As long as you stay here, your tentacles can keenly sense all enemies that step within the range.

"Report, a call came from Tianwen Mountain. It was observed on the top of the mountain that the No. 11 post of the 3th company of the 9rd battalion of the 6th regiment has exchanged fire with the enemy!"

The nodes on the edge of the spider web seemed to receive some kind of tremor in an instant. The correspondent who had just picked up the phone quickly turned his head, looked at the commander in chief of the sand table area behind him, and stood up to report the news.

Everyone's eyes quickly turned to the position of Post No. 6 at the Hongshantou position on the sand table. It was like a sharp nail, nailed to the forefront of the position.

The commander-in-chief put his hands on the edge of the sand table, his eyes widened, and asked quickly.

"Do you need reinforcements?"

The correspondent held the covered phone to his ear, and after asking some questions, he said in disbelief.

"No, no need, it has been annihilated!!!"

"It seems that they are planning to use this place as a breakthrough!"

The commander-in-chief picked up the baton and held it in his hand. He quickly turned around on the map with dense contour lines and found the enemy stationed opposite Hongtou Mountain, the astronomical point.

"114th Brigade, 13th Battalion of Kumaang Regiment!"

Looking at the opponents of the 11th Regiment and the more than ten strongholds on the Hongtou Mountain opposite on the sand table, the commander-in-chief narrowed his eyes, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Report, Post No. 6, reinforcements from the other side are coming, about a battalion~!"

The situation was unfavorable to our side at that moment. After all, no matter how hard a company could fight, one company and one battalion were several times larger than the outpost. The pressure suddenly rose in an instant.

"Order Company 11 and Company 3 of the 7rd Battalion of the 8th Regiment to separate from Post 3 and Post 9 and quickly gather reinforcements from Post 6. In addition, the 1st Artillery Battalion below the Astronomical Point will provide artillery support. Use big guys. One battalion is worth putting down. Put up firecrackers to welcome them~!"

The commander's order was quickly conveyed to the front line via phone, and the 11th Regiment headquarters located below the astronomical point responded quickly.

The soldiers who were originally stationed at the guard post and watched the thunderous gunshots ahead quickly picked up their belongings and ran towards Post No. 6.

"It seems that the beating is still painful. As long as the commander of the 9th company survives this time, I will mark his first contribution and tell him that as long as he drags the person in place, I will invite him to watch the fireworks~!"

In the camp of the 1st Artillery Battalion, the trucks that had been parked neatly had their "red hoods" lifted off the truck panels, revealing wild launchers, all with their shooting angles adjusted.

With a wave of the commander's hand.

The artillery positions in the night were quickly ignited by bright fireworks. The tails of the 132mm caliber rockets ejected thousands of degrees of heat. The one-meter-long ammunition flew along the guide rails with a sizzling sound and flew towards theirs. Sky.

If tracer bullets are regarded as stars in the night sky, then large-caliber rockets are like the dazzling sun hanging in mid-air. There are more than one, dozens of suns, projecting scorching heat several kilometers away along the established orbit. of light.

"Art is an explosion~!"

When the background music of Katyusha plays, what is danced is a whirlwind dance representing death.

The nearby flames set off bursts of thick smoke in front of the No. 6 sentry position, and the accompanying heat wave rushed towards the soldiers of the 9th company in the trenches. Even if they curled up, they could feel the tremors coming from the earth.

The roar of the explosion has now covered all the sounds at the scene. Even if they are facing each other, they can't hear anything they say at this time. They can only try to open their mouths as wide as possible to avoid injury to the eardrums.

Splashes of mud and "snow" fell from the sky, hitting the helmet with a dull sound.

When the sky turned dark again, on the contrary, the battlefield was as bright as daylight. Lifting their bodies from the soil, the soldiers of the 9th Company raised their weapons and stared blankly ahead. "Where are the people?"

"What are you talking about, I can't hear you?"

For the soldiers on the battlefield, the throat-breaking voices of the outside world were replaced by the buzzing in their heads. Everything returned to the original, and they could only communicate through simple sign language.

It was the first time to witness such a grand fireworks show. The soldiers swallowed their saliva and searched the position with their eyes, trying to use the firelight to find the more than 100 people who had rushed over before, but they could only find a lonely place.

The fierce flames have roasted and distorted the air. There will be strangers everywhere, they are all "familiar" people, and the familiar people can't be more familiar.

"That's it~!"

The company commander was also a little at a loss at this time. After a good defensive battle, he was ready to fight to the death. He fixed his bayonet like the vanguard unit and faced the close battle. As a result, after the fireworks, nothing was left.

"Hi~!"

The instructor clapped his ears with both hands and shook his head from side to side as if he was drunk. He stood up and saw the company commander stagnant in place with a confused look on his face. Then he subconsciously grabbed the weapon beside him and remembered Know where you are.

When I saw an arm lying on the company commander's shoulder, as if someone was tapping his shoulder, my eyes widened instantly. Where was the person behind this arm?
The belated commander of the 9th Company reacted later. He held it in his hand for a moment, observed it, and placed it on the edge of the trench with disgust on his face.

"Count the casualties~!"

"No one in class one~!"

"The second class is well organized~!"

"Class three, the kidnapper fainted. It seems he was hit by a kettle. We are rescuing him~!"

It was said to be resuscitation. In fact, it was just taking off the helmet with a dent on the top of the head, and checking whether there was any bleeding or injury. Seeing that he was still breathing normally, as if he was asleep, he slapped him. After he still couldn't wake him up, he Get ready to take off your pants.

Only then did he remember that there was a kettle falling from the sky on the ground. He cursed and lifted up his pants, unscrewed the lid of the pot, and poured water all over his face.

Like a drowning man struggling in the water, he waved his hands before suddenly opening his eyes.

Feeling the wetness on his face, the kidnapper subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, and then his expression changed.

"MD, it's a bit salty, Erdan, you fucking slapped my face~!"

The sound of throat tearing resounded in the trenches. Everyone who had recovered their hearing instantly recognized the roar of the kidnapper. While breathing a sigh of relief, everyone started laughing and cursing.

"If you can drink, why don't you drink more~!"

"You're here to save me, kidnapper, if you don't wake up, I'll have to go over and let him go for a while~!"

"Hahaha~!"

The brutal scene of the exercise suddenly took the painting style to another direction, and the solemn atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"That's not my urine, it's what the person in the kettle drank from. How could it taste salty~!" Erdan, who was running around with his head in his arms, hurriedly explained with a pale face.

"Don't fool me. Why does the water in the kettle smell like urine? I think you want to taste my big fist!"

(End of this chapter)