After a while, the scout continued to advance, observed the last hurdle on the top of the mountain for a while, and then the two crawled up.∮There were four people left to quickly occupy the angle and prepared to cover.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, two scouts who disappeared from the hill appeared again, and there was a man in hand.

In addition to leaving a group to continue to monitor the situation on the top of the mountain, three other scouts took the man down from the mountain and soon came to the foot of the mountain, proudly threw the unconscious prisoner in front of Feng Aiguo.

"Is there anyone else?" The alarm was lifted, and Feng Aiguo punched them one by one with love and hatred, came to them, and asked in a faint voice like a mosquito.

"There should be a secret whistle at the foot of the mountain in the north. If we want to kill him, it is impossible not to disturb the opposite side, so we didn't move him, and there is no need to move him. From the top of the mountain, Peng Desheng's camp launched an attack." A scout with the rank of sergeant said proudly.

"Okay! After this battle, I will ask you for me!" Feng Aiguo patted their shoulder happily and said with a smile.

The last secret whistle was at the foot of the mountain north of the hill, and even if the sound was a little louder, no one was afraid of hearing it.

"This is a sketch we drew, it's atonement for our sins!" The sergeant took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

Feng Aiguo solemnly took the thin page of paper. What risk did they take for this thin piece of paper?

He waved his hand and asked a squad to go up and exchanged the remaining three scouts back.

The main reconnaissance work has been completed, and the rest is how to fight. Whether it is a strong attack or a cold gun, the scouts will not play much role, so there is no need to continue to take risks and stay on it. All squads are wearing full sets of protective equipment, and even if the enemy suddenly comes to check the sentry, both sides will not suffer any loss in the fight.

With the protection of the human wall, he, along with deputy instructor Hou Ping, third platoon leader Zhang Heping, and fourth platoon leader Li Ziwen, used a light flashlight to illuminate it. Compared with the topographic maps issued by the military sub-district and sketches of enemy positions drawn by the scouts, he held a combat meeting on the camp situation of Peng Desheng's troops.

"It's not possible to fight hard. We only have more than 70 people. No matter how few they are, there are thousands of people. It's too much to fight hard." Hou Ping spoke first and got unanimous agreement from everyone.

"Then let's go a few shots and leave! They were not even prepared for the tent, and they slept randomly in the cracks of rocks, in the haystacks, scattered on the mountainside of a square kilometer. They would definitely not be able to take them all in one go!" The leader of the third platoon made a strong opinion and received the support of deputy instructor Hou Ping.

It's a loss to run a few miles just to fire a few shots.

Feng Aiguo was a little unhappy, and he wanted to fight Peng Desheng.

But in the current situation, strong attack will definitely not work. The opponent has more than a thousand people, even if the weapons are almost there and there is no bulletproof equipment, he doesn't know how much effect his bulletproof vest and bulletproof insert can play. Besides, although the opponent does not have much heavy firepower, he also has heavy machine guns and mortars. If the opponent pushes them back and eats them, it will be a blessing!

"Okay, as you said, let's go after a few shots! But it's not just mortars, don't we have grenades? They all use: mortars hit the mountain, grenades attack these targets on the mountainside, making the momentum bigger, and greet Peng Desheng lively! We'll run away immediately after a round of fighting!" Feng Aiguo thought about it, but finally agreed to their opinions, but his idea of ​​making a big fuss remained unchanged, and he was ready to use a grenade to clean the floor.

"According to you!"

Feng Aiguo did not force himself and wanted to make the momentum bigger, so Hou Ping certainly had no objection.

Peng Desheng was in a hurry to raise the matter and was not fully prepared. This time the attack on the county town was more like coming to take revenge. He didn't take it down that day and did not retreat. There were no tents on the mountain. Everyone hid in the cracks of the rocks, sleeping with his clothes behind the stones, one in the east and one in the west. The investigators could not find the place where they gathered, and they didn't know where the artillery positions were located. They just drew a circle in a few places in general.

Feng Aiguo and others roughly assigned the attack targets according to the circle they drew, and then the entire company quietly went up the mountain, arranged the attack positions, and took their positions. Everyone installed grenade launchers, pressed the gun on their shoulders in a kneeling posture, pointing obliquely upwards.

A dense steel branches suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The mortar positions hiding in the back mountain were first launched, with two Type 63 60mm mortars from the third and fourth rows each speaking. The sound of cannons came from behind the mountain and was blown away by the mountain wind, and it was already very quiet.

The sound of cannons is an order.

Feng Aiguo also held a Type 79 automatic rifle and pulled the trigger immediately after the cannon sounded.

The huge recoil fired by the grenade hit his shoulder hard, which was much greater than the recoil he had when he shot. The impact made him hurt his shoulder, as if he was punched hard.

With the flames formed by the grenade firing, he saw a black projectile rising from the grenade launcher and quickly disappeared into the night sky. A ball of blue smoke spread out, filling his nose with a strong burning smell of *******.

Before he could shoot for the second time, he heard a thunderous roar suddenly sounding in his ears, and the other officers and soldiers followed closely and pulled the trigger.

The sound of the grenade fired was not loud, it was nothing more than a "bang".

However, quantitative change forms qualitative change. When dozens of grenades are fired at the same time, the dull sound formed is like a muffled thunder, which makes people feel stuffy in their chests, followed by a buzzing sound, making people almost unable to hear other sounds. Since everyone's firing is front and back, it is not completely consistent, so the muffled thunder continues and lingers on the top of the mountain, forming a long thunder that cannot stop for a long time.

At the same time, dozens of flames rushed out of the grenade launcher, and the fire dragons that were about to be long were formed soaring into the sky, illuminating the entire mountain.

The smoke from the flame opening of the grenade launcher quickly spread out, mixing with other smoke, and soon turned into a huge cloud of mist, flooding the entire launching position.

"Good guy! So exciting!" Feng Aiguo shouted loudly in a voice he could not even hear.

At this time, I still care whether it is exposed or not.

Besides, there is a spectacular scene where dozens of grenades are fired at the same time in the dark night. As long as you are not blind, everyone can see it, and it is completely meaningless to keep it confidential.

The most important thing now is to fire the grenades out in one go, giving the enemy a fierce blow.

"Hahahaha! It's so exciting! I haven't been so happy for a long time! Damn, it turns out that dozens of people are so interesting to shoot volleys!"

Feng Aiguo laughed, and his fingers pulled the trigger hard.

The smoke had already covered the hills, and they could not see anything clearly. The recoil formed by the grenade firing also caused the muzzle to escape from the preset target.

but……

No matter what, as long as you fight happily, it's fine. Even if you can't use precise attacks, you can cover the enemy's camp. Anyway, Feng Aiguo can only rely on the impression in his mind to perform probabilistic shooting in the approximate direction. As for where it will fall, only God knows.

He fought happily here, but the fires on the opposite mountain range were rising and falling one after another, flying and exploded in one place, and the explosion sounded, forming a flame hell with a radius of about a hundred meters from the mountain here.

Bang bang bang bang!

Although the mortar is not as dense as the grenades, the frequency is not slow. The gunner used a quick movement beyond the usual training to pick up a shell, put the tail down into the barrel, and then picked up another one without waiting for the shooting results to observe the shooting results. The four mortars were fired continuously, far exceeding the fastest speed during training. They fired one shell after another, crossed a distance of 15 kilometers, and smashed balls of flames larger than grenades above the mountainside.

They carried the shells with a height of twenty kilograms and ran so far, not intending to bring them back intact.

Anyway, I will run away later. Who has the energy to carry a box weighing dozens of kilograms and run a few kilometers in one breath?

Then smash it, it's over!

However, it is not easy to complete this mission. In order to give Peng Desheng the most violent blow, Feng Aiguo asked the soldiers of other squads to carry twenty-four boxes of mortar shells to them. On average, each cannon can get almost thirty mortar shells. This will make it slow, isn’t it a pity to throw it here?

With this mentality in mind, the gunner's movements became faster.

In order to save time, in addition to the deputy gunner who used force to stabilize the gun body, he also slightly adjusted the design angle. The ammunition hand simply helped him deliver the shells. The gunner did not even have to bend his waist. After firing, he stretched out his hand and handed the next shot to his hand, then he went to the muzzle and put it on, and another one flew out like this.

A man's desire to destroy is really irresistible.

Everyone started to fight in a very well-organized manner, but gradually they began to lose control. They fought happily one by one. Every time they fired a mortar shell or grenade, the smile on their faces became more. Dozens of people were having fun, as if they were setting off fireworks instead of fighting.

On the opposite mountainside, the fire and smoke continued to perish. Most of them hit the rocks, open spaces, and bushes. Except for the explosions that exploded at the beginning, many people were blown up, and later the other enemies hid behind the rocks and the depressions in the mountains, which did not cause much damage to them. However, the momentum was astonishing. The overwhelming shells hit the sky like hail. The fire flashed in a row not far away, and the explosions were deafening. Because it was too dense, the earth seemed to be shaking violently. In addition to a fool, this kind of power could also applaud. Normal people would be frightened and try their best to hide their bodies tighter and tighter!

As for the counterattack...

Are you stupid, who would run out to fight back in the dense fire?

If they were under the People's Army before, it was for faith and sacrifice. But when they pointed their guns at their former comrades under the command of the leader, they completely lost the courage to fight for faith.

They don't know why they are fighting, maybe for the chief or for power, but definitely not for themselves, to realize the faith and education they have received over the years.

So they all hid themselves tightly, and even if their superiors ordered them to fight back, few people came out.

There were not a single person who fought back, but the mountain opposite was filled with smoke and could not see where the person was. The shells fell on their heads one after another, and everyone was frightened. They didn't know if the next one would fall next to them. They could only shoot randomly in the direction there, and who would care about the head or something.

However, with too many bullets, blind cats can even encounter dead mice.

"ah!"

A soldier in the second squad of the fourth platoon was happily fighting, and felt a pain in his chest, as if he was hit hard by something. He subconsciously shouted and fell backwards to the ground along the momentum.

I was shot!

This soldier was a new soldier who joined after the establishment of the military sub-district. He had never fought a war before. After the person fell, he immediately understood that he had been shot. His mind buzzed, and his excitement disappeared in an instant, and he was very frightened. Although he had received strict training on how to do after being shot, training was training, and he had not been tested on the front line of life and death on the battlefield. No matter how good the training results were, he was just a recruit.

Especially after realizing that he was shot, the huge fear of being about to die suddenly occupied him. He had long forgotten the self-rescue content he learned during training. He cried and shouted on the ground, "I was shot! I'm going to die! Health soldiers, health soldiers, come and save me! Woo, come and come, who will save me!"

Amid the smoke of gunpowder, a sanitary rushes out. When he sees him, he skillfully kicks the gun beside him away to prevent him from getting nervous. Then he squats down, takes a look, and stands up without saying a word and prepares to leave.

"Don't leave me behind! Don't throw me here, I'm shot! *******, I'm shot! Save me, I'll give you money, I'll give you all the money I saved! Save me quickly!" The soldier thought he was too seriously injured, and the health officer was about to give up when he saw that he had no value for rescue. He was panicked and shouted for help.

"You're so yelling! The bullet is still on the bulletproof board. If you want to die, you have to wait for another hundred years!" The health officer was so upset that he bent down and cursed with his throat.

The soldier looked in the direction of his finger and saw a deformed bullet head embedded in the bulletproof insert. Although the place where the bullet hit was damaged, it did not penetrate. Moreover, after he regained his senses, he felt that his chest was just a slight pain, just like he was hit by a stone during training, not a severe pain after the bullet penetrated.

"I'm really okay?" He didn't believe it, and reached out to untie the bulletproof insert and check his body.

The sanitation officer slapped his hand away, dragging him up and dragging him to the back of a big rock, and cursed in anger: "You fucking want to die? You dare to remove bulletproof inserts on the battlefield. You might as well be beaten to death!"

"Sorry, I thought I was going to die just now!" The soldier was dragged by him all the way, and the pain in his chest became lighter and lighter. He knew that he was really just hit by a bullet and would not die. He said ashamed.

But no matter how he said that, he quickly unbuttoned the insertion board and looked around his chest.

The military uniform was not even damaged!

"That's great! It's great, I won't die! Hahaha!" A huge joy surged into his heart. He laughed to the sky, recalling the fear of life and death just now. After a while, he couldn't help but cry. He laughed for a while, and then he recovered from calmness.

"Nervous!" The health officer had never seen such a patient with battlefield syndrome. This was the first person in the entire company to be shot. Seeing that the soldier was fine, he heard a warrior shouting from a distance: "I was shot, I'm going to die!" He hurriedly threw him down and ran towards the other side with a hunched over.

The soldier was left behind the big stone and was stunned for a while. He looked at the bulletproof insert beside him that had been broken by a bullet. He picked him up and kissed him hard: "Baby, you have to save your life today. I will definitely cherish you in the future, and you will continue to protect your brother's safety."

As he was talking, he saw the broken place, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly shouted: "My bulletproof insertion board has been broken. Who can lend me more? My bulletproof insertion board has been broken. Is there any more? Give me another one!"

Just as he was in panic, he asked someone to give him another new bulletproof insert, a huge cheer suddenly sounded from the position: "Run away! The enemy ran away! We won! We won!"

Amid this huge cheer, the company commander Feng Aiguo shouted again: "Comrades, get on the bayonet and rush!"

"Run!"

"kill!"

Although there were only a few dozen people, the fighting spirit was high at this moment. No one was facing the timidity of thousands of enemies. They all shouted, "Get a bayonet, and rushed down the mountain like a tiger going down the mountain, and attacked dozens of meters away."

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the bulletproof insert that had been broken, tied it up, then picked up the gun, put on a bayonet, and shouted: "Roll!" Then he jumped out from behind the big rock, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain with high fighting spirit.

Behind him, there seemed to be a soldier who was also wearing bulletproof inserts and was broken into one place. He also rushed out with a bayonet gun, shouting loudly: "Don't kill if you give up the gun! Do not kill if you give up the gun!"

As soon as the two of them ran to the foot of the mountain, they saw a figure passing by like a wind, shouting: "People's Liberation Army treats prisoners with preferential treatment, and they will not kill them if they are given a gun!"

It's that sanitation worker!

The health officer was not equipped with an automatic rifle. He waved a small pistol in his hand and had a medical box cross-body. He rushed to the opposite mountain range quickly and attacked dozens of meters away.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up the bulletproof insert that had been broken, tied it up, then picked up the gun, put on a bayonet, and shouted: "Roll!" Then he jumped out from behind the big rock, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain with high fighting spirit.

Behind him, there seemed to be a soldier who was also wearing bulletproof inserts and was broken into one place. He also rushed out with a bayonet gun, shouting loudly: "Don't kill if you give up the gun! Do not kill if you give up the gun!"

As soon as the two of them ran to the foot of the mountain, they saw a figure passing by like a wind, shouting: "People's Liberation Army treats prisoners with preferential treatment, and they will not kill them if they are given a gun!"

It's that sanitation worker!
Chapter completed!