"Where's Shen Rusong!"
"Where's Shen Rusong!"
Chen Xiaoxiang asked three times in a row, starting from talking, then asking, and finally shouting.
No one answered. The soldiers carried their guns but lowered their heads. In the fierce battle, bullets and guns were everywhere. There was no time left to search for the squad leader...
Black blood dripped from the tip of Chen Xiaoxiang's chin. She wiped the bridge of her nose with the back of her hand. She suddenly felt that she had lost her vitality like a deflated ball. Even if she blocked it immediately, she would eventually deflate.
Chen Xiaoxiang scratched her face. The scar she had cut with a bayonet in Qianshan was aching faintly, along with countless small wounds. She almost staggered and fell down. Fortunately, she held her knees in time. Her head would not fall down, but even so, she could only breathe.
She felt that she was in excruciating pain. The exhaustion and pain came from inside to outside, almost defeating her in an instant.
Even if no one answered, she knew Shen Rusong's most likely outcome. She held her knees and raised her head to look at the forest where the moonlight filtered through. The fluorescent lights were dotted and the silence was gradually returning to this fir tree that no one had set foot in for a long time. In the woods, there should be no fighting, no anger and sadness, only the coldness and indifference of the North.
So the next moment, indifference returned to Chen Xiaoxiang's phoenix eyes. She looked deeply into the distance, and that was the end. She stood up, held the gun, and ordered everyone: "Return!"
"Keep holding on!"
"Where are the bodies of our brothers?" someone pointed and asked.
Chen Xiaoxiang felt an unknown anger in her heart, but she suppressed it and said nothing. Ma Yuanguo from behind said in a deep voice: "Come back after the beating! We can't leave any brothers or sisters behind!"
Seeing that the cavalry squad was about to leave, Yang Qi became anxious. He originally thought that squad leader Chen would go search for his squad leader who was still alive and dead, but he didn't expect that he would leave after shouting a few words. How could this be allowed?
"If you don't look for me, I'll go by myself!" Yang Qi shouted.
Before he could jump up, his head was held down by Deng Feng. The latter grabbed his armed belt, hammered his chest hard and cursed: "If you die, what will Ban Shen think! It's not too late! Let's go!" Go back! Let’s go!”
"I'm going to find the monitor!"
Yang Qi roared. His sudden burst of strength was so great that Deng Feng couldn't stop him at all. Yang Qi broke away and ran into the forest in the opposite direction in a few seconds, heading towards Shen Rusong. The place is running all the way.
Xie Guorong wanted to chase him, but Deng Feng stopped him. Seeing that Xie Guorong was about to cry without tears, Deng Feng held back the sadness in his heart and tried not to tremble in his voice: "Let him go, let him go..."
Deng Fengsheng dragged Xie Guorong who refused to leave, and they quickly disappeared in the distant light and shadow. The fir forest quickly returned to tranquility, leaving only corpses and red water on the ground, telling the story of the tragic battle not long ago.
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The small number of troops wandering outside returned to the main force, although the mobile troops encountered several rounds of artillery fire from their own mortars in the past half hour. But the bandit army wasted a lot of effort when they took down the artillery group. The chain explosion of the accumulated artillery shells not only severely consumed the ammunition, but also blew up one 82 gun and knocked over another gun. The bandits who had not received artillery training It was obviously impossible for the army to easily resume the artillery bombardment of Zhuyuan. After a blind attack, only a few artillery shells actually fell into the company's position. Although it caused casualties, fortunately, two Type 70 machine guns firmly suppressed the gap. At the critical moment, the commander and the guards personally went to the front line with guns and shot back the swamp-dwelling monster that had crossed the gap.
First, Zhao Haiqiang and Xin Jie returned with a group of people, followed by Chen Xiaoxiang and others. They became an important reserve force and effectively reinforced the forward positions. Relying on machine gun trucks as the core of the position, they repelled the attacks of waves of beasts one after another.
Within the defensive circle, military trucks provided ammunition supplies, and the ferocious automatic firepower contained the pack of maned wolves that were only protected by leather armor. The fur of this mutant beast was tangled and tough, and it was difficult to bite through when competing with the same kind, but it was The continuous rain of bullets still only leads to death.
The illumination bombs never stopped, and the light source that was enough to illuminate the surroundings was always raised on the defensive circle. Especially after the rain subsided, the visibility increased. Even if the bandit army drove the beast tide to attack, supplemented by cold guns from behind, it could not shake the troop station. Keep your footing.
Without heavy weapons, everything is nonsense.
By this point in the fierce battle, the Beiqin base had already received a telegram asking for help. Although all the 283rd Infantry Regiment stationed in Beiqin were sent to the Yanqi front line, the required garrison troops would not be removed, leaving two companies to maintain the daily operations of the base.
First, the front-line military station in Huijiang was attacked, and the beast tide successively attacked many stations. As Beiqin had been successfully attacked by mobs before, the base headquarters only cautiously dispatched mobile troops to support the Huijiang front line. After the mobile troops fell into a bitter battle, they had to dispatch the base garrison troops to reinforce.
That night, the gate of Beiqin base was opened again, and the reinforcements moved north amid lightning and thunder, leaving only the last infantry company guarding the huge Beiqin.
On the other side of the Huijiang River, as the white fish belly appeared in the sky and dawn arrived, the balance of victory gradually tipped towards the Renaissance Army. No matter how stupid the bandit army is, they will not be stupid enough to fight against the Renaissance Army in the daytime and disappear without a trace long before dawn. After all, the beast tide cannot really break the ring defense circle, at least until the soldiers run out of ammunition. cannot.
Experienced veterans will not let the machine guns fire all the time, but will cleverly shift positions, shoot suddenly when the situation is most critical, and immediately move the machine gun position after suppressing the beast wave offensive. The Type 70 is not heavy, and with the tripod it can only carry about 30 kilograms. A strong enough soldier can run away with it in an emergency. There are four people serving this machine gun, and three people carry it. One person leads the way naturally faster.
The Renaissance Army does not send people to the battlefield with just a shot of a gun. The conscripts added to the front-line units, regardless of whether they are combat soldiers, have undergone at least four months of comprehensive training, and they rarely appear in organized new regiments or recruit classes. New recruits will be added to each unit sporadically, ensuring that there are veterans to lead them. When the dough is risen, add some water and knead it to make it stronger. A puddle of water will still be water no matter how hard it is boiled.
There are veterans who lead by example. Even if the recruits know that they are in danger, there will be no chaos in the formation with the squad platoon leader and the sergeants holding the line. Moreover, there are not many real recruits in the mobile unit, and almost all of them have two actual combat experiences.
When the tactical drones arriving for reinforcements arrived first and dropped supplies and link data, the morale of the exhausted troops was suddenly boosted. The transport drones that followed began to drop ammunition, first aid kits and communication equipment.
They had persisted all night, and after receiving replenishment, the mobile unit did not mind persisting for another morning. The attack of the beast tide becomes more and more weak, and the first and second lines of the defense circle can be rotated. In the commander's telescope, it is no longer just a few deformed species that linger, but a fallen radar station.
He watched solemnly as the radar station facilities were destroyed by the invading bandits. The towering array antenna and sector radar disappeared, and the entire site was billowing with smoke. Without even thinking, all the expensive and sophisticated electronic instruments inside were destroyed. The regional air defense reconnaissance and search chain will be missing for a period of time. Although this will not hinder the air defense system of the military region, the early warning in the Tong'anling area will be damaged.
At pre-noon, the vanguard of the reinforcements arrived. The leading cavalry galloped on their horses, marching for more than a hundred kilometers in the rain, making their horses foam at the mouth. After arriving at the battlefield, they spread their wings and quickly drove away the beast tide.
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"Huh..." Zhao Haiqiang let out a sigh of relief as he watched the last swamp-dwelling demon being driven into the Hui River. He finally lowered the muzzle of his gun and sat down without any image.
He unscrewed the kettle and took a deep drink, smelling the unfinished smoke. He turned around and looked around. He saw Chen Xiaoxiang and subconsciously said, "Hey, where are the pine nuts?"
No one cared about him.
At first, he thought everyone was tired and didn't want to pay attention to him. He asked several times with a smile, and then the smile solidified on his face. He got up and looked around the battlefield. The corpses of alien beasts were piled up into a wall. Steel-cored bullet casings and pull tabs were everywhere on the ground. He saw people trapped in a narrow square, dazing in foxholes with sewage flowing across them, maintaining their firearms, and lying on ammunition boxes with raincoats on to doze off. He saw that there was no solid land in the short distance in front of the position. It was all blown up soil, with no trace of green in sight.
Zhao Haiqiang's eyes widened. He pushed away Chen Xiaoxiang, who was smoking alone in front of him. He rushed to another foxhole, grabbed Deng Feng and shouted sternly where Shen Rusong was, but the latter just shook his head numbly.
Zhao Haiqiang jumped up. He often despised Shen Rusong and felt that the class he led was not as good as his Class 1. Sometimes he even felt that he was pretending to be serious on purpose, but this was just a feeling. In all training meetings, he and Shen Rusong discussed the ideas together. How could he tell Chen Xiaoxiang some things? As the squad leader, who should he talk to if he didn't talk to Shen Rusong?
How could he be dead?
F*ck that bullshit!
Zhao Haiqiang crawled to find the platoon leader, and told Xu Bowen with a bit of tears that Shen Rusong was missing.
Xu Bowen clenched his fists and called for the cavalry. They took their respective squads and ran back to the forest last night.
There was no stagnant water in the woods at noon, and the warm, wet/soft soil exuded a strange fragrance, as if it was the smell of human blood mixed with tumor fat. They passed through the battlefield where the dead and wounded were pillowed, and carried back the dead bodies one by one. The remains of comrades who were still fighting the enemy. The cavalrymen dismounted, took the body and put it on their horseback. They silently brought the body back to the company and put it down. If there was no white cloth, they covered it with the deceased's coat and closed their wide-open eyes.
Deng Feng found Liu Youcheng's body beside the explosion crater. He was blown to pieces and could only be recognized by relying on his military badge. No one knew what happened at that time, but the rainy night, the tide, the shelling, the beast tide... Explained everything.
He took off his weapon card, closed his eyes, and took him back.
Under the charred fir trees, Xinjie picked up Zhou Kenlong, who was covered in bullet holes and whose blood had dried up early. He was as strong as she was. The blood stains at the corners of his eyes turned into scabs, which were slowly melted by tears. The tears turned into two bloody tears, but they were quickly wiped away.
Chen Xiaoxiang carried the carbine and walked back to the place where the red corpse lay dead. She stared at the mutilated corpse, filled with infinite regret in her heart. If...if she had moved faster...no, why would she? After leaving, why didn't you go find him with the young man from Class 2? Why...
The water droplets that had not yet evaporated fell on her face. They were pure condensed dewdrops, sliding to her lips like a teardrop.
