"Brother, I think it's better to just rush out. Except for the disadvantage of the environment, we can definitely fight directly with the strength of the number of people. I still don't believe that most of the farmers in his security team can compare with us!"
"What if they really want to carry it? If nothing else, how many brothers will we lose with just that machine gun?"
"Hmm...Commander, if you tell me, then we still have to go over the hillside?!"
"They are in the west, so let's go around from the east hillside. It doesn't take much effort to stay away!" Commander Guo is cruel and ruthless. He seems to love his soldiers as much as his sons. In fact, he will not care about his subordinates if they really fight. Life or death.
The valley was too long, and Pu Buhuan had no way of guarding all of his dozens of men, so he had to place them all near the entrance of the valley.
The security forces were also lazy and had no intention of retreating a few miles back and climbing the mountain.
The sun is slightly westward, and the surrounding environment gradually becomes quiet.
The security forces were lowering their bodies, hands and feet and moving up the hillside quickly, using the cover of rocks on the hillside to quickly cross the mountainside.
Pu Buhuan put down the telescope. The hillside on the opposite side was even steeper. Two or three figures of Chen Chongpai's men wearing the uniforms of the security regiment had appeared on the top of the hill two miles away.
Looking at the security troops on the opposite side who were climbing up the hillside, he suddenly felt happy. He had never seen such stupid security troops before!
If you really want to retreat into the ditch and put some distance between yourself and go up the mountain, I really can't do anything to you! Unexpectedly, the security forces actually climbed up in a long line. In this way, as long as they hit the first one, most of the others behind would not dare to come up.
Based on the climbing progress of the security forces on the opposite hillside, I made a rough estimate of where the security forces might appear under my nose.
The back cover of a grenade was unscrewed.
Under his eyes, the overgrown bushes at an angle of almost 45 degrees must be full of security forces. After estimating the distance of the gentle slope, Pu Buhuan put down the grenade.
The telescope didn't work at this time, and all I could see were the swaying weeds and shrubs in my field of vision.
He picked up a fist-sized stone next to him, weighed it for a moment, then swung his arms and let the stone fly away to the place where it was shaking the most in the swaying bushes.
There was a thumping sound, and a scream came from the bushes at the foot of the hillside, followed by countless exclamations.
"Why are you still standing there? Find the rocks quickly and save the grenades first. Hehe, these fools are here to be beaten!" Pu Buhuan immediately gave the order to take action.
Since you can't see the target, it's useless to shoot and throw grenades. It's better to save some ammunition first.
After speaking, he turned and looked at the correspondent next to him: "Go and notify the people in the distance, first aim at the target and throw stones!"
A few seconds later, a rain of stones flew from the top of the hillside to halfway down the hillside.
Brigadier Guo, who was at the bottom of the ravine, realized something was wrong when he saw the rocks: "Artillery, hurry up and shoot up the hillside!"
One of his regiment commanders immediately shouted to the artillerymen who were watching the excitement: "Set up the artillery!"
The engineers dug up the rocks on the ground with their shovels, set up the sitting boards, and set up the gun barrels. The two 82 mortars were immediately set up.
The artilleryman quickly adjusted the altitude of the machine, and the observer immediately measured the target on the hillside.
The security army is also full of talents. The regiment commander and battalion commander even went to Tongzhou to participate in the puppet government military school training, so they don't have much problem with hitting mountaintop targets.
The observer who had calculated the impact point reported the parameters to the artillery. After receiving repeated confirmation of the number, he immediately turned to the commander of the regiment and howled: "Calculation completed, please shoot!"
"Fire!" the regiment leader waved his hand enthusiastically.
Already aiming at the favorite spot for throwing stones, two shells slid into the mortar chamber.
There were two "boom" sounds, and in more than a thousand eyes, two black shadows flew into the western sky.
Quickly reach the top and then fall back down.
Perhaps because there were a lot of rocks on the ground and the rigid seat plate gave enough force, the shell hit far and flew directly over the shuttle line at the top of the hillside. Two loud bangs echoed at the top of the valley, and not a trace of smoke from the explosion was visible.
Pu Buhuan was shocked. The security forces used their trump card as soon as they came up. So what are you waiting for?
"The sight of the rifle was 400, and I fired five rounds freely. I aimed at the mortar position, and then threw a grenade. The target was the enemy halfway up the mountain. After throwing it, I immediately retreated!"
There is no need to fight head-on with the security forces. The Eighth Route Army's tactics are guerrilla warfare. Although it now has an absolute terrain advantage, the opponent has artillery. There is no need to concentrate here and wait for the security forces to bomb!
No matter it is the Eighth Route Army or the security army, as long as they can fire artillery, no one can be a fuel-efficient lamp. Mobile warfare is the strength of the Eighth Route Army!
Bang bang bang...the first row of guns rang out, and there was a neat sound of breaking through the air in the valley.
Then the second round of sound immediately became garbled.
After that, there are no rules at all.
Bullets rained down on the security forces in the ravine.
The center of the aim was the small area of the artillery. He excitedly pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet.
I couldn't see the impact point of the bullet at all, I just made fine adjustments to the rifle based on my feeling, imagining that I had framed a certain target, then pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and fired again. As for whether I hit the target or not, it didn't matter.
Park Buhuan immediately stood up after throwing a grenade, hunched over, holding a gun in one hand, and shook his body toward the back of the hillside, preparing to retreat.
The soldiers of the next platoon on the opposite hillside clearly saw the situation on the west hillside. They had been hanging out with Instructor Park for so long, and they still didn't know what to do.
Immediately follow suit, throw stones, adjust the ruler, shoot at the artillerymen randomly, and then throw grenades. After that, prepare to fight.
As the dense bullets whizzed in, an inverted fan-shaped converging trajectory emerged.
Finally, a bullet penetrated the target's shoulder vertically and diagonally, causing the guy who was inserting the shell into the muzzle to shake violently.
Someone was holding the tripod, and the shells that had been adjusted after the observer reported the parameters still rushed out of the muzzle with a bang.
Fly to the top of the hill.
Before the artillerymen could react, random bullets came again, this time not only from the front, but also from behind.
It's amazing that a bullet fired from a distance of 600 meters can be accurate.
However, on the hillsides on both sides, nearly 200 bullets were all flying towards the artillery position, which was only about 20 square meters, with nearly ten bullets concentrated per square meter!
Even if you are fooled, you can fool a few unlucky people. I can't kill you. If you don't believe it, you can still shoot after the bullet has penetrated your flesh!
Except for a few security army artillerymen who reacted quickly and hid in the cracks in the rocks, almost all of the remaining artillerymen were shot. Although they may not hit the vital points, it is absolutely wishful thinking to fire the artillery again.
Boom, artillery shells exploded on the top of the hillside, and two soldiers who had just thrown grenades and were about to retreat were blown away! One rolled down the hillside, wailed and then disappeared. The other was picked up by the soldiers who followed and ran away. As for the wounds, they will be dealt with after leaving!
Boom, boom, boom, explosions were heard one after another on the hillside. The shrapnel may not have hurt a few people, but it loosened some rocks that were not strong in the first place. They slowly started to roll down the hillside with their hands.
The speed was getting faster and faster, and the squad leader on the opposite hillside took a breath. Dozens of stones as big as millstones gradually accelerated, and a louder rumbling sound sounded in the valley. The superimposed sound was astonishing.
Seeing a stone falling from the sky, the projection on the eyeballs getting bigger and bigger, the security forces subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but unfortunately there were people on both sides of the mountainside, so they had to go backwards. Unfortunately, there was no place to draw strength from behind. The body was in the air, but the stone still grew. It hit the head like an eye, and after the red and white things stuck together, it hit the equally panicked team of climbing security troops on the lower slope again, leaving behind a plume of tomato-like meat sauce wherever it passed. ..
The rocks that jumped into small pieces flew around happily, and the lucky ones had blood pools visible on their heads. They all hugged their heads and clung to the rocks, wishing they could get into the cracks in the rocks.
Not to mention the stones on the back and wreaking havoc on the legs. The sharp stones scratched the military uniforms, cut the skin, tore the tendons and bones...
In fact, the explosion of the grenade had no killing effect at all. Instead, the rocks that were jumped turned into a meat grinder. At least 30 or 40 security troops would never be able to go to the battlefield again.
By the way, what kind of battlefield would a man with a stone in his head go to when his head is gone?
