The two men stood up in front of the machine gun position. The barrel of the gun was dripping with mud and water. The water droplets were evaporated by the hot steam sprayed from the heat dissipation holes of the barrel before they dripped. The bullet penetrated the unfinished rain curtain. The enemy soldier who was hit by the bullet seemed to be electrocuted repeatedly. He convulsed and fell dead next to the machine gun.
Those enemy soldiers who picked up their guns and fought back hastily were shot to death by the deflected bullets within a millisecond of delay due to waist shooting. Although the trigger had been pulled, the muzzle of the gun was already tilted upward, so the gun became A pure device for launching fireworks.
Passing through the machine gun position, the cold water did not extinguish their anger. The two of them continued to rush forward in embarrassment. The suppressed comrades behind them stood up and shouted. At this time, neither the deformed species nor the bandits could stop them. With the slogan of the Renaissance Army, Yang Qi rushed to the mortar position.
Among the corpses on the ground, he kicked over the mortar and fired wildly at the overturned truck until he ran out of ammunition. He suddenly turned around in confusion because he couldn't see the enemy. Turning around suddenly, he saw the empty shell box next to the mortar.
It’s been empty for a long time, it’s been empty.
The enemy has long since left and changed positions.
Yang Qi suddenly laughed, threw off his helmet, and sat down on the shell box. He ignored the fierce and continuous gunfire in the distance, and he didn't care about his comrades who were following him. He covered his face and pushed back his forehead hair. He roared like a wild animal.
"Just for this?"
"Just for this?"
"Is that why? The monitor is dead?"
Yang Qi jumped up, kicked the shell box frantically, and repeated his previous words crazily. He couldn't believe it, just because of an empty mortar position and a meaningless target, the squad leader died on the road. There is no whole body in death.
"The squad leader died because of this! He died!"
"he died!"
Yang Qi roared more intensely at the forest. His voice was hoarse and his voice was hollow and hoarse. He picked up the gun and was about to rush back. However, Deng Feng who followed him hugged him desperately, and when the next round of bullets came, In front of him, he held him down and lay down on the spot.
"He's not dead! He'll be back at dawn!" Deng Feng hugged the struggling Yang Qi. This veteran who had experienced countless life and death said in a trembling voice when he found that he still couldn't get rid of all the excess emotions.
"He's going to hide for a while, and then he'll be back!"
"Listen to me! I order you now! Don't charge!"
"Follow me..."
Deng Feng reached out and took out a new magazine from Yang Qi's ammunition bag, loaded it for him, and patted his head. The sharp short hair pricked Deng Feng's rough palms like weeds.
"Just follow me closely..."
After that, Deng Feng stood up. He did not drag Yang Qi, who seemed to have lost his mind. He continued to run back and forth with his waist bent. The battle was not over yet. Either all the enemies were killed and repulsed, or they were all killed.
But he can't die yet. He has to lead the remaining comrades to persevere until the end. If the squad leader sacrifices, it will naturally be his turn as the squad deputy. If he also dies, it will be the turn of the person who everyone is convinced of. But Deng Feng knew No one was particularly convinced. Once he died, the remaining people were really in chaos.
What else can we do, just fight to the end.
…
"The shelling has stopped!"
A few hundred meters away from Deng Feng, the 1st Squadron, who was stuck in place to attract firepower, noticed that the shelling had stopped, and no more shells passed over their heads and hit the back of the company.
"Songzi and the others must have succeeded," Zhao Haiqiang said excitedly, squatting behind the hood of the truck. Of course, he didn't know that Shen Rusong's life or death was now uncertain, but he intuitively felt that the pressure had been reduced a lot. If the bombardment continued, even if he didn't collapse, the troops under the bombardment might not be able to withstand the bombardment.
The voice of Captain Zhang Guishui came from the walkie-talkie, as did the sound of the Type 70 machine gun firing sonorously. There was no artillery suppression, and the machine gun position could be output with confidence!
Zhao Haiqiang was in a good mood after receiving the accurate letter. It is true to know that the main force of the army still maintained a circular defense circle and suffered certain casualties. Fortunately, the echelon firepower still withstood the charge of the beast tide. Now, the scattered troops outside can gather together and continue to strengthen the defensive firepower. Once the rain stops at dawn, When visibility improves, reinforcements from Beiqin Base will arrive, and tactical drones will take off. By then, the enemy and the beast tide will be the unlucky ones!
"Everyone, listen up!" Zhao Haiqiang shouted, his voice was loud enough, and most of the 1st team gathered in the foxhole next to the truck, there were five or six people in total.
"Squad 2 dropped the mortar! We are ready to fight back!"
Although invisible at night, everyone could feel the boost in morale. Zhao Haiqiang was the first to jump out of the crater, tilted his head and used the communicator to contact the squad deputy and the encircling cavalry squad, telling them to gather the team as soon as possible and start returning.
After Zhao Haiqiang called the others, the enemy's suppressive firepower was greatly weakened. He was not interested in exploring why, but this was obviously a precursor to the enemy's retreat. This group of bandit troops is very slick. They usually press down and rush up like a whack-a-mole. Tonight, they caused great damage to the Renaissance Army. As a result, they gathered such a force, but were dragged here. How dare they continue to attack?
What's more, as soon as daybreak comes and an aerial attack comes, they have nowhere to hide. It is natural to escape as soon as possible while the night is still dark.
Whether it was for these reasons, Zhao Haiqiang had no time to think about it. He jumped into the foxhole of his comrades, threw out the last smoke grenade, and moved everyone to the forest, so that they no longer had to be targets in this bright place. !
Zhao Haiqiang led his team into the forest and knocked down several bandit soldiers who had not had time to retreat quickly. The soldiers, who were full of anger, refilled their guns at the bandit soldiers who raised their hands to surrender, and then continued running. They wanted to join the friendly forces!
In the dark forest, one must risk turning on the light to confirm the identity of the agreed friendly forces. Next, Zhao Haiqiang felt relieved to see that Chen Xiaoxiang was alive and well. He briefly counted the heads and saw a female soldier from Class 2. He turned off the gun light and asked hurriedly:
"Where is Zhou Kenlong? Have you seen it? Where are the rest of your class?"
"I don't know." Xu Shengnan said with a little trembling. She was dispersed very early. It was dark and no one could accurately identify who was who. They could only follow the people around them or simply follow their feelings.
"What do you know!" Zhao Haiqiang frowned and cursed. He didn't notice Chen Xiaoxiang's expression. Just as he was about to contact Shen Rusong and Xin Jie, a bone-chilling beast roar sounded, and his expression changed.
"what sound!"
The soldiers immediately dispersed and occupied favorable shooting positions. They were well-trained combat engineers, and they would not be stupid to get together even if they merged. Instead, they stood faintly in a ring, one person looking in the direction of the beast's roar, and the other looking at the possible direction of the attack.
"It's a corpse." Chen Xiaoxiang frowned. She raised her carbine and saw the red shadows swaying in the forest, sometimes approaching and sometimes far away.
"This ghoul is blocking Class 2's retreat, kill it!"
Zhao Haiqiang was about to say something, but Chen Xiaoxiang turned around and said: "The corpse moves too fast. There is no point in having more people. Separate the grenades from your class."
"Lao Ma, Xiao Tian, Hui Hui, you three come with me!"
Ma Yuanguo, Luo Tiancheng and Yan Huihui, who were called by the third squad, took the ammunition and projectiles distributed by their comrades and followed behind their squad leader.
"Everyone else, follow Squad Leader 1 back!"
Chen Xiaoxiang turned over the carbine, checked the remaining ammunition, plucked out the remaining bullets from the magazine and put them in his pocket, replaced the magazine with a new one, pulled the bolt, and glanced at the evacuating people from the corner of his eye.
She looked at the three comrades who were following her. She pursed her lips and said only one sentence.
"Come! Follow me!"
