Chapter 15: Battle of the Unknown Mountains (This chapter is free)

Before we could go far, there was a sound of machine guns and a rocket launcher explosion coming from behind. It must have been the fire of Company Commander Zhao and the others.

"Is the helicopter really back?" Chen Ye looked at me and said jokingly: "I said to Comrade Xiao Cui, you can really catch up with Zhuge Liang's god back then, let you count everything!"

"I'm confused, I'm confused!" I smiled embarrassedly. Actually, I'm not a god, but I just know that the US military has a habit of post-war evaluation. Every time they shoot a bombing or bombing a bomber, they will go back to see the results and collect data to serve as a reference for the next battle.

This plane can be given to South Korea, but pilots cannot be trained in three or two days, and the high-tech electronic equipment on it cannot be learned in just one meal, so of course the Americans operate the helicopters.

In addition, China performed extremely poorly in World War I and World War II, so Americans never took Chinese soldiers seriously. Didn’t MacArthur say: “Give me two divisions and I can handle North Korea!”, “If the Chinese dare to join the war, I will organize a massacre and make the Chinese blood flow into a river…”

So under the condition of underestimating the enemy, it is natural to go back and see the results of the battle with helicopters, but this time, I'm afraid that that thing will never be able to go back.

"Report!" At this time, a soldier dressed in disguise and knew that it was a scout trotted to Captain Chu and saluted: "Report the commander, I found the puppet army two miles ahead, with unknown numbers, and about two regiments of troops!"

"Radio!"

"Report to the commander!" A soldier reported with a red face: "Radio...the radio was blown up just now."

"What's going on?" Captain Chu became anxious when he heard this. He blushed and shouted loudly: "It's not good to protect such an important thing on the radio. Now we are not deaf and blind?"

"Communication!" After pausing for a while, he immediately attracted two soldiers and said, "You will find the division headquarters immediately, tell us the location and situation, and tell Commander Deng that we will stop the enemy and will never let the enemy go one step north."

"Ah?" I was stunned when I heard this. I used one regiment's troops to fight two regiments. Not to mention the number of people, the enemy also had cannons and American planes to support them...

"There are all the regiments!" Captain Chu shouted loudly: "Be prepared for combat, advance at full speed, and seize the advantageous terrain in front of the enemy!"

"yes!"

The volunteers responded and ran towards the enemy with all their might. The speed was no longer much slower than the 100-meter sprint I used to sprint at school. At first glance, these more than 2,000 volunteer soldiers rushed forward like a torrent of steel. I couldn't help but run, but the scene of planes and cannon bombing in my mind kept flashing through my mind, and I couldn't help but shivering.

The two armies, which had more than two miles, met in just a cup of tea. The volunteers only turned over the foot of the mountain and suddenly found that the enemy was not far ahead. The puppet army was jumping down from the truck one by one and climbing up the mountain. It seemed that the purpose was to seize the high ground.

"Comrades, hurry up! Be sure to be ahead of the enemy!" Captain Chu shouted loudly.

"yes!"

The volunteers accelerated their speed again and rushed forward. At this time, a dramatic scene appeared on the battlefield. Before the battle began, the enemy and us started a running competition. The enemy was on the side of the mountain, and our army was on the side of the mountain. Both sides tried their best to run towards the mountain with sporadic trees. There was no doubt that whoever ran to the mountain first would get the initiative and occupy the favorable terrain.

"Tutu..." A few sounds, and at some point, several volunteer gunners had already set up 60 guns and 82 guns to fire at the enemy. After a while, they heard explosions and screams from the other side of the mountain. The mortar has this characteristic, because its trajectory curves are very curved, so it can easily bypass the mountain and hit the enemy on the other side, while the enemy's powerful field guns and howitzers are difficult to do this.

"Kill..." In about a quarter of an hour, the volunteers successfully rushed to the top of the mountain. Although the South Korean army was native natives and was familiar with both climate and terrain, they rely too much on modern transportation under the care of the Americans, so they did not run fast. The volunteer soldiers, known as "iron feet", rely on two legs whether they were pulling mountains or wading in the water, so they won the running battle without any suspense.

With a crisp sound of gunfire, the soldiers who had just climbed up the mountain happened to see the enemy climbing up the other side. Without waiting for orders, they picked up the 38th cover in their hands and shot. When I climbed up the mountain and looked down, a large area of ​​enemies under the hillside had fallen.

However, this puppet army was not as unstoppable as we encountered in the previous two battles. Perhaps because we knew that there were not many people, or perhaps because we were supported by aircraft and cannons, they stubbornly organized charges under such obvious disadvantages. Several Browning light machine guns roared and fired rows of bullets under the hillside, covering the puppet army's m1 rifles rushing upwards.

The speed of the Browning light machine gun can reach as fast as 600 rounds per minute. Adding the rifles in the hands of the puppet troops, the bullet poured onto the hill like raindrops, making the volunteers unable to raise their heads.

It turned out that this was the legendary fire suppression. I lay on the ground and didn't dare to move. I only heard bullets roaring in my ears. From time to time, bullets hit me, stirring up waves of snow powder on my face.

No wonder the volunteers are going to fight at night. In broad daylight, let alone aircraft and cannons, the firepower on land alone is not of the same level. Isn’t there a saying: “The firepower of an enemy regiment is stronger than that of a volunteer army and an army?” In this case, no matter how brave the volunteers are, it is difficult to fight head-on with the enemy’s firepower.

I couldn't help but feel a little timid. If artillery bombing is thunder and shocking, then the firepower suppression is raining, and it makes people unable to avoid it!

With a "puff...", a volunteer soldier lying beside me raised his gun and was about to charge, but he was knocked to the ground by a few bullets. The warm blood spilled all over my face.

"How can I stand up?" I thought over and over again in my heart: "There are bullets on it. Are you going to die when you stand up? Isn't that suicide?" At this moment, I can't understand the actions of these volunteer soldiers, but I also understand very well in my heart that if I continue like this until the enemy rushes to the front, the result will be the same.

So I thought of retreating. I lay on the ground and turned around hard and climbed backwards. But what I couldn't imagine was that I had to be very careful when turning around on this snow, especially on this sloped snow. I didn't step on one of my heels and slid down the hillside...

"Oh my God, isn't this a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?"

I couldn't help but slid down the mountain, and my whole body was exposed to the puppet troops. Immediately, a few puppet troops were aiming at me with guns.

I whined in my heart: "Now my life is over."

But at this critical moment, miracle happened again. Just as when I was about to fall, I always stretched out my hand with conditioned reflex. I subconsciously raised the rifle in my hand, "Bang bang bang..." A few gunshots, I shot all eight bullets in the m1 rifle in one breath, and bounced out the magazine with a "kneel". The puppet troops who were about to shoot at me fell to the ground without exception, and also took a machine gunner and an assist in front of me.

I ignored the faster and faster sliding speed and the enemy's astonishment expression, took out the box cannon on my waist and put it flat, facing the enemy with a skeleton, and then piled up four or five enemies to the ground.

A few "puff..." sounds came from my ears. Following the gunshot, two puppet soldiers were shooting at me not far ahead, but because my sliding speed was too fast, their bullets were all gone. Seeing that I was about to slide to them, I threw away the rifle and pistol in my hand, kicked back with all my strength, and rushed towards them like a sliding speed arrow. When I arrived in front of them, I quickly strangled their necks with one hand, and made two muffled groans. When I fell to the ground, the two guys' necks also broke.

There were constant bangs, and small snowflakes were rising beside me. I knew it was the enemy shooting at me, so I quickly rolled on the ground a few times, just stopping next to the machine gun position I had just solved. I didn't want me to think too much, so I picked up the machine gun and fired. With a dense "da da da..." sound, strings of white snowflakes like small fountains emerged on the snow, and bright red blood flowers were sprayed out from the body of the puppet army, and then they all slid down the hillside in strange and terrifying postures.

"Kill..." The volunteers on the top of the mountain took this opportunity to launch an attack. They raised their bayonets like tigers down the mountain and rushed into the enemy. In an instant, the blades entered the flesh and screams became a piece of screams. In the firepower, the volunteers were not as good as these well-equipped puppet troops, but in the close fight, they would not be the opponents of the volunteers. The puppet troops, which were originally in an offensive situation, were defeated in just one encounter, and the entire army no longer had the courage to resist and retreated down the mountain like a flood.

"Beat beautiful!" At some point Huzi came to me and said with a smile: "Boy God, beat beautifully!"
Chapter completed!