Chapter 901 Impotence!

As soon as the battle started, a large amount of explosive smoke and dust emerged from the ambushed mountain road. The smoke and dust not only caused chaos among the enemy, but also caused Zhou Qingfeng's sniper to lose his target. Just emptying a magazine, he found that he could not see anyone.

"The situation is more difficult than expected." As Zhou Qingfeng's eyes saw, the South Base Convoy did not completely lose resistance. Although the enemies in the distance jumped out of the truck in a hurry, they hid in the grass and woods on the side of the road and were gathered again by the officers.

"I can't care about it when I meet on a narrow road." Zhou Qingfeng finally waved the broken red flag in his hand three times, and the militia migrant workers used for hand-to-hand combat assassination began to fight. He himself came down from the tree and prepared to deal with any accidents that occurred on the battlefield.

Seeing the instructions from Zhou Qingfeng, the hand-to-hand combat team immediately rushed forward. The party member leading the team gritted his teeth and shouted: "Young and young men, don't embarrass yourself. The battle started well at the moment, and the enemy has fallen into chaos. Let's see us now. Follow me..."

The five or six party members in the convoy became the only backbone under Zhou Qingfeng who could rely on. At this time, they had to bite the bullet and even get on. Everyone rushed out of the hidden bushes with bayonets and quickly rushed towards the enemy.

After rushing out more than 20 meters, the South Base Convoy was emitting thick smoke in front of me. You could already see the South Base soldiers running around. The leading party member immediately shouted, "Group, give me a wave of grenades first."

Grenades are treasures in the tutelage army, more important than rifles and cannons. They are convenient to produce and simple to train, and are the best weapon for the poor. Hearing the order of the party member in the team leader, five or six militiamen immediately threw out the strings of the grenades that had been prepared in their hands.

The grenades made by the tutu in the early days were very small, and the US military on the Korean battlefield laughed at them and said that they were "wooden-handled shock grenades". They mean that they had no other use except scaring people.

But now the soldiers of the South Baseball team are even worse. There are loud bangs and roars. They are already discouraged and are even more anxious all day long. The group responsible for dropping bombs in the hand-to-hand combat team threw out more than ten grenades, and the second group with bayonets behind them rushed up blindly.

The soldiers of the South Baseball team who jumped out of the car were frightened by the explosions one after another. The first reaction was that the farther they fled, the better. Finally, several officers and non-commissioned officers came out to maintain their morale, but two personnel carriers with heavy machine guns rushed in unreasonably.

Waiting for the soldiers who were shooting randomly, the soldiers of the South Band could only run into the mountains with their heads in their arms. However, when they were still in shock, they were blown up by a grenade, and followed by more than a dozen or twenty screaming Chinese Communist troops.

Oh my god... How do you live?

The soldiers of the South Band immediately threw their guns and raised their hands to surrender. Those who were not obedient could only scream a few times and turn around and run away. They could not expect the strong combat effectiveness of these South Band farmers who had not been wearing military uniforms for a long time. It would be nice if they didn't wet their pants on the spot.

After a while, one party's morale disappeared and the other party's ambition surged. When Xueliang's bayonet approached, no one dared to stand still. After a few unlucky guys were stabbed to death, more and more soldiers from the South Baseball team raised their hands to surrender.

Because the woods and grass on the roadside blocked their sight, only constant gunfire, explosions, and screams were heard. The messy South Base soldiers couldn't figure out how many CCP troops they had encountered.

However, there were many soldiers in the South Band. The dozens of people in the front were defeated, and dozens of people in the back were gathered by the officers. Zhou Qingfeng had few people on the side, so it was impossible to arrange them everywhere like pepper, so they could only be used in a concentrated manner. When there were more prisoners, the entire offensive would naturally stop.

At this moment, the command lieutenant of the South Ball finally closed the number of soldiers No. 450. He held his pistol and lay behind a stone on the side of the road and shouted loudly: "Don't panic, don't panic, the number of enemies is not large, we can still hold on."

After the first five minutes of the attack, the team of the Nanbain Supply Station finally confirmed that there were indeed not many enemies opposite them, otherwise they would not have fought for so long that the convoy was lively in front of the convoy and there was no movement behind them.

The lieutenant of the South Base also chose a wood on the side of the road as a position, and also brought in a few trucks to surround half a circle as cover. Two Chinese Communist Army personnel carriers just came over but failed to break through their defense line. Instead, they retreated after firing empty bullets.

"Look, there is nothing to be afraid of in the enemy. We have repelled them and repelled them!" The officers of the South Base must first solve the morale problem of their subordinates, constantly give them courage and give them the will to continue fighting.

After fighting for a while, Zhou Qingfeng's mob really had a stance of "working in one go, then exhausting again, and declined three times". Especially after the battle started for about ten minutes, Zhou Qingfeng disappeared and the command system dispersed, and the teams on the battlefield did not know what to do.

The "three axes" were used up, and the enemy was seriously injured, but the remaining strength was still strong. So..., what are you going to do next?

The soldiers of the South Base who were hiding in the woods all looked at each other. They held guns and looked at the quiet grass and trees around them, and they all had no idea. The fire on the road just now was still noisy and the sound of killing sounds, but there was no movement at this moment.

The enemy retreated?

We are all still alive.

This is considered...

"Yes, we won. We defeated the despicable sneak attack of the Chinese Communist Army. They used the human sea tactics but did not take advantage. They even launched an armored offensive and were repelled. This is a great victory!"

The lieutenant of the South Base continued to boost morale and constantly cheered his subordinates. The soldiers of the South Base who survived the disaster also began to smile happily. No matter what, they were all alive, aren't they?

"We should launch a counterattack, and maybe we can expand the results of the war and obtain greater military achievements." The lieutenant of the South Baseball not only shouted and searched, but found that the soldiers he had gathered had more than seventy. What should these almost two platoons of troops should be able to do?

But just as this idea came up, a soldier shouted, "Sir, a man holding a white flag came in front of him."

Holding a white flag? Can the enemy fail to defeat us and want to surrender?

Wow, is it a blessing in disguise? The situation on the battlefield is so deteriorating, if you can get a little victory, you can get a major reward. The lieutenant of the South Baseball was in a hot heart and hurried to the front line. When he saw that someone was shaking his white shorts, he walked over, but this person...

"Lieutenant Park, why are you here? Shouldn't you send gasoline and ammunition to the first battalion?" Lieutenant Nanbain was shocked.

The person who raised the white flag was the lieutenant of the South Band, who was captured by Zhou Qingfeng a few hours ago. The unlucky guy cried and said sadly: "Lieutenant Jin, I am hereby the order of the battlefield commander of the Chinese Communist Party Army to persuade you to surrender. He wants you to take off your coat, hand over your weapons, and surrender within three minutes."

What..., it's okay to surrender, but we even have to take off our coats and surrender. What's the rule?

"How many troops does the Chinese Communist Army have?" Lieutenant Nanbain is most concerned about this.

"One platoon." The lieutenant from the South Base said with a bitter face.

"Baga, I am so arrogant just one platoon? Second Lieutenant Park, you are really a shame for our Dahan. You are so scared that you are so scared that you come to persuade the surrender. I will never accept it. Not only do I not accept it, I also want to counterattack. I want those Chinese people to see the courage of the Dahan soldiers."

When he heard that the enemy had such a little force, the lieutenant of the South Ball straightened his back, and his courage exploded, and he became fearless. However, the lieutenant of the South Ball who came to persuade him to surrender said, "The commander of the Communist Party of China said that the forest you occupy is the best position on this road.

Because he knew that you were likely to hide here after the attack, he poured twenty barrels of gasoline on the ground here. If you don't surrender, they will set fire to you to death.

Now there are two heavy machine guns from personnel carriers staring at them outside the woods, and you can't escape. The three-minute thinking time is almost here, so please make a decision soon."

What……?

Simida, Simida...!

Upon hearing this news, all the soldiers in the South Base who occupied the woods turned pale. They were nervous just now and no one paid much attention, but now when they smelled the smell in the forest, it was indeed a strong smell of gasoline.
Chapter completed!