After a while, he saw a group of people running out of a bend less than a kilometer away in the ravine below. They were wearing gray military uniforms. Zhou Wen knew at a glance that they were the uniforms of the National Army.
In front of him was an officer with a darker military uniform, wearing high-top leather shoes, running awkwardly. Next to him was a fat man with eyes in a Chinese tunic suit, who was being carried by two soldiers.
"Let's fight the bandits and rescue the officers and soldiers." Zhou Wen immediately pointed to the hillside on the left and said: "The machine gun and artillery positions are there. The long gun team spread out on the spot to find a shooting position. The senior brother led the action team directly around the mountain. Our side If it starts, hit me from behind, be sure to hit me hard and fast, and leave no one alive."
Before the words were finished, each group had dispersed and took their places. Miaohua didn't even respond before she rushed out with others.
Zhou Wen then said to Zhang Xiaoping and Ti Jing who were beside him, go to the ridge opposite immediately, drop bombs and shoot freely, and pay attention to safety. "Looking at the two people rushing down the ravine, they climbed up the opposite ridge in an instant and found the ambush position. I was greatly impressed in my heart. They were both children who grew up in the mountains. Their climbing speed could not be matched by others.
By the time Xu Dacheng arrived, the entire team was ambushed and ready for battle. Zhou Wen checked the time and found that it had only been three minutes since he issued the order.
"Dacheng, don't fire without my order." After Zhou Wen gave the last order, he picked up Ying Qiqi and waited quietly.
The sound of gunfire was very close, and Zhou Wen could tell that there was Shui Lianzhu, which was Lao Maozi's Mosin-Nagant rifle. Because when this rifle is fired, the barrel sounds very crisp. And when it is fired continuously, the sound of the bullets is the same as the sound of water drops falling on the water, so it is called Water Lianzhu.
There was actually the clicking sound of Thomson and the dull "crack" sound of a machine gun. It was a bit familiar, but I wasn't quite sure yet.
This bandit's equipment is really good, Zhou Wen sighed. I saw that the National Army was almost at the bottom of the position, and the bandits rushed out of the bend. The National Army behind them was constantly being knocked down, and the bandits were also falling down. The Kuomintang Army behind them were all wearing traps, and their firepower was still very high. Violently.
Seeing that the bandits were close to 200 meters away, there was no longer any obstruction in the ravine. Zhou Wen's gun fired, and so did everyone's guns.
Zhou Wen has never fought arbitrarily since he was in the army. He is a father and a mother at ordinary times, and he also acts as a nanny during battles to provide safety for the entire team.
But today is different. It is an ambush battle. Everyone has a clear division of labor and does not need to worry about it anymore. My mood relaxed, and the familiar feeling of gun that I hadn't had for a long time came back.
Start shooting with concentration. The sound of machine gunfire, the explosion of grenades, the sound of long gunfire, etc. all turned a deaf ear. There are targets within sight, rapid shooting, rapid reloading, enemies ranging from 200 to 400 meters, no matter you are running, lying down, or squatting. All shot to the head. All he could hear was Ying Qiqi's cheerful "bang bang" sound.
I don't know how many times I reloaded. When I raised the gun again, I found that there was no target anymore, and Miaohua's figure had just appeared behind the bandit.
The whole place was silent, no one spoke, and no one could speak. They all looked at Zhou Wen like a monster with various eyes. There were Uncle Ma's helpless eyes, Gao Xiaoshan's admiring eyes, Zhang Xiaoping's resentful eyes, and the stunned eyes of the National Army people who were rescued at the foot of the mountain, like fools.
Is it necessary to deploy any machine gun and artillery positions? Is it necessary to send someone to the opposite mountain ridge? Is there any need to attack from behind? Why don't you do it all by yourself?
There were only over ninety bandits left in total, and you managed to capture more than fifty by yourself, in less than two minutes.
Look at the six machine guns that Uncle Ma carried. Except for Uncle Ma himself, who killed and wounded seven or eight others, each of the other machine guns only had one magazine. Some of them were fired in succession because they couldn't find the target.
Look at Junior Brother Zhang Xiaoping, he has a good gun and a good position. If you aim at one and kill one, you are simply grabbing monsters!
The members of the spear team were even more speechless. Those who were close were shot out before they even took aim, and those who were far away were shot out immediately if they missed a single shot. You call this actual combat training? Did you train yourself?
The most depressing thing was Brother Miaohua. He was so tired that he ran for several miles on the mountain road to get around the back. When he was finally ready to wield the Thomson to kill everyone, his whole body's skill and energy were adjusted to the peak... .There is no one left, no enemy left.
It's like a bridal night. You take the medicine that will make you happy. Your body is cleansed and the medicine is stronger. You jump onto the bed with passion, but there is no one on the bed and you run away...
Miaohua was completely suffocating and shouted at Zhou Wen: "Junior brother, I'm not done with you today. Let's compete in this beautiful snow-capped mountain." After saying that, he rushed over like a gust of wind. Powerful as a sword, powerful as a rainbow.
Zhou Wen turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "Senior brother, listen to my explanation. Help!" In an instant, the two of them chased and escaped over the top of the mountain. The senior brother's roar and the junior brother's ghostly scream echoed in the valley.
Chief Qian, the aide-de-camp to the principal of the National Army, was able to survive from a desperate situation today! He was ordered to bring a check and a letter of appointment to persuade the new Anhui Chairman Shi Yousan. It was originally a good mission. After all, no one can have trouble with money. Regardless of whether you agree or not, the money must be accepted. If the recipient is short-handed, then the special envoy must also be entertained, right?
Who knew that the truck they were riding in was actually attacked on the way. Still well-trained and well-equipped bandits. Chief Qian knew in his heart that these bandits were nothing more than elites sent by certain warlords to prevent his mission.
The current situation is a bit tense. Several big warlords are dissatisfied with the National Government and are gearing up. Otherwise, the principal would not have sent himself to win over Chairman Anhui at this critical moment.
Being chased all the way from the highway into the mountains by these pseudo-bandits, Chief Qian thought that he might have to sacrifice his life for charity this time, but a big pie fell from the sky and he was actually saved.
The sudden and violent ambush was more sudden and violent than anything he had seen in his many years of military service. In just two minutes, under the precise and intensive blows that he had never seen before, nearly a hundred elites who could be called dragons and tigers all fell into the 100-meter-long ravine.
How many people were killed by the masked soldier holding the Ying Qiqi? My own counting speed couldn't keep up with his shooting speed. Like a magic trick, if you point the gun at that one, that one will fall. How could he have such evil marksmanship? Don't say you've seen it, you've never heard of it.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the masked soldier with a sharpshooter coming over with someone. Walking up to the former commander, he first took off the hood he was wearing, stood at attention and saluted: "Sir, Zhou Wen, captain of the transportation team of the third supplementary regiment of the 24th Division of the National Army, is reporting to you."
Not long ago, hoods designed by Zhou Wen and sewn with the help of villagers in Ertang Village replaced face coverings and became the standard equipment of the transportation team.
