"Bang bang..." With two faint gunshots, the two American soldiers lying on the ground holding machine guns fell to the ground without saying a word.

Maybe they screamed, but they were covered up by the rumbling of shells, so I didn't hear it. The reason why I chose them to take action first was because they were lying on the ground, and even if they were beaten to death by me, they would not have too much movements. Without too much movements, it means that the other two people found that there was a situation.

Sure enough, under the cover of darkness and rumbling cannons, the death of the comrades did not attract the attention of the two smoking American soldiers. They were still leisurely swallowing the clouds and fog. One of them seemed to feel some chill and pulled the collar of the coat upwards.

But just as he was doing this, a warhead weighing several grams was shot into his head without mercy. The US military raised his head and immediately lay down in front of the sandbag with the inertia of the bullet. At this time, the last US military realized something, and looked in my direction in horror. The cigarette on his mouth trembled a few times because of fear, and then quickly raised the rifle in his hand...

"Bang!" Another slight sound, and with the slight trembling of m1911 in my hand, the US military also lay down in front of the position without exception.

I hugged my waist and ran forward quickly, and fired several shots to the US soldiers before I put the pistol back into the holster.

At this time, I didn't dare to be careless. If any US military just fell into a coma, it would be very likely that our intention to attack would be exposed. So after confirming that they were dead, I raised the white towel and shook it down.

This is the code that I agreed with the soldiers. On this night with such poor visibility, the best way to distinguish the enemy is to use a white towel as a sign. In previous battles, the volunteers also used this trick, and it was a long time to try it out.

After a while, Miao Huaizhi led the soldiers to run up. When they saw the bodies of several Americans on the ground, they couldn't help but look at me with surprise.

I know they were wondering something. Most of them were veterans who had been rolling in the rain of bullets for many years, but I just couldn't understand how I solved these four Americans silently. If the situation was not for the urgent battle, I think they would have asked the whole point on the spot.

The troops of Zhang Jifa's 7th Company and Miao Huaizhi's 9th Company organized defense near the tunnel entrance. Their mission was to cover our offensive force and be responsible for defending the tunnel entrance to prevent the tunnel entrance from being blocked by the enemy's firepower, which made us unable to retreat even if we wanted to.

The long-term guerrilla warfare and lurking warfare have made the volunteer soldiers develop a good lurking habit. They all ran up carefully with guns, trying not to make any noise. Once they ran to me, they would scatter away without waiting for me to give orders to find favorable terrain cover.

I nodded to Zhang Jifa. Zhang Jifa understood and immediately raised his hand in the darkness and waved his hands in three directions. The soldiers divided into three rows and touched in three different directions.

I couldn't help but touch my nose awkwardly. The reason I asked Zhang Jifa to order was because in this darkness I could no longer tell the direction of the original high ground. I originally wanted to be majestic in front of the soldiers, but I was afraid that if I pointed to the wrong direction of the attack, I would...

Alas! It seems that if you want to be a qualified and excellent commander, this sense of direction is really essential! Fortunately, not everyone is like me, otherwise this battle would be impossible!

Because I am very self-aware of the direction, I dare not rush to run ahead this time. What I am afraid of is that if the wrong path is taken, I will be asking for trouble.

Actually, I can't blame me all for this. Although I've been shooting cold guns on Shangganling for several months! Logically speaking, I should be familiar with this place that is only 3.7 square kilometers in size. But after the Americans' bombardment, the stones, highlands, and small roads have all changed. Especially now, marching in this night, we have to rely on the direction. You said that this is trying to make things difficult for me...

I followed the team with my rifle and hugged for a while. When I saw the position of the enemy's searchlight on the top of the mountain, my confused head gradually became clear. The target of the team I followed was position No. 2.

Position No. 2 is located at the left rear of the main peak of the 597.9 Highland. Since Position No. 2 is located at the junction of the two upper positions No. 11 and No. 13, the location is very important.

Because the enemy used sandbags and steel plates to temporarily build firepower points, their defense direction was undoubtedly facing our tunnels. Once we could unexpectedly take the No. 2 position, we could use the No. 2 position as a stronghold to threaten the neighboring No. 11 and No. 13 positions from the side. We could even set up machine guns on the No. 2 position to cover our troops' attack No. 11 and No. 13 positions. This is also the reason why I first attacked No. 2 positions when I made the plan.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. If we cannot successfully take over the No. 2 position, dozens of people in our platoon will face the enemy's firepower suppression in the left, middle and right directions. Then, let alone push the enemy down the surface position, how many lives we can return to the tunnel is a problem. Therefore, whether we can quickly take over the No. 2 position is directly related to the success or failure of the counterattack tonight.

As we got closer and closer to the enemy's firepower point, the soldiers were moving forward more and more cautiously, and their speed became slower and slower. In the end, they all lie on the ground and crawled forward.

Will it be too late for twenty minutes? At this time, I couldn't help but doubt the time I set. If I had known this, I would have set more time. After all, our counterattack was mainly based on sneak attacks, and sneak attacks would have to have more time to prepare for them. But there is no regret medicine in this world, so it's too late to think about anything now.

The soldiers approached the enemy's firepower point bit by bit. The searchlight light passed through the smoke and dust on the battlefield from time to time, but because the soldiers' gray uniforms covered with mud were very similar to the dust on the position, they had not discovered it when we lurked to more than a hundred meters away from the US military's firepower point.

In fact, Americans are sometimes quite stupid. Looking at the searchlights on their heads, I couldn't help but sigh. The US military didn't know whether it was for the sake of exaggeration or why, and equipped each firepower point with a searchlight. Perhaps this was also due to the US military's horror of darkness. They had long been used to fighting in the presence of light, and had long been used to turning on the searchlights and lit the flares before firing. But what they didn't know was that from another perspective, they did so to expose the position of their firepower point to the enemy clearly.

Is this? Just count the number of searchlights on our heads and we can basically determine the number and location of the enemy firepower castle.

One hundred meters left!

Perhaps it was because of time that the soldiers crawled very quickly. When the light of the enemy's searchlight shone, the soldiers all lay still. When the light of the searchlight moved away, they all crawled up like flexible geckos.

The sound of bombing shells not far away completely covered the sound of the soldiers crawling, so everything went smoothly.

Eighty meters left!

The US military searchlights have a certain angle. The main area they observed was fifty meters away, which may be the so-called darkness under the light. So as long as we crawl forward a few dozen meters, we can prepare to charge against the enemy. The soldiers who were crawling in front had accelerated their speed, and some had even taken out grenades. At that time, the soldiers only had a row of grenades thrown on and rushed forward, and the position could be easily taken down.

But at this moment, the US military above suddenly shouted "Enemy situation!", followed by "Bang bang..." several gunshots.

I looked up in shock and saw that all the searchlights were shining towards the valley at the foot of the mountain. So I realized that the enemy did not discover us, but the reinforcements sent by Captain Zhang rushed up uncontrollably.

This should be an opportunity for us, because at this time the enemy focused all his attention on our troops rushing up at the foot of the mountain, which made us rush up and kill without knowing it.

But everything was too late. I was about to order the soldiers to continue climbing up, but Company Commander Zhang suddenly jumped up from the ground and shouted: "Comrades, for the motherland and for the people, rush!"

"Run!" The soldiers climbed up from the lurking ground, rushed towards the enemy's position with guns.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It's no wonder that Company Commander Zhang. My previous order was to attack sneakily if it was not discovered by the enemy, and attack if it was discovered by the enemy. In this case, most people would think that we had been discovered by the enemy...

"Da da da da..." The gunshots and the explosions quickly rang out.

The US military was caught off guard by the sudden attack of the volunteer soldiers, and the sound of machine guns seemed very messy. However, the US 7th Division was worthy of being an elite division and soon organized firepower to shoot at us. In addition, they occupied favorable terrain from a high point. With the machine guns down, several volunteer soldiers charging forward fell into a pool of blood. Then the US military dropped a few more grenades, and with the loud bang, the grenade formed a barrage in front of their positions, and immediately several more soldiers were blown to the side and died.

The charge of the assault platoon was blocked by the enemy, and our army was suppressed by the enemy's firepower and all fell to the ground and waited for the opportunity.

"Bang bang..." At this time, the rifle in my hand rang. My target was the searchlight on the enemy's firepower. The soldiers' offensive had been suppressed by the enemy's firepower. If their searchlights were still shaken on our heads, you don't have to think about what kind of casualties it would bring to our army.

"Bang bang..." As the rifle in my hand vibrated, the exploration illuminated one after another and exploded, and a stream of white smoke quickly fell into darkness.

But I knew that the darkness was only temporary, because the enemy would soon shoot out the flares. The enemy has not taken action yet, but they are busy shooting and have no time to clone them. The Americans are also afraid that once someone withdraws from preparing the flares, they will rush up when the firepower is weak. After all, the two armies are only a few dozen meters apart, and if they are accidentally lost, they will end up losing their lives, so no one dares to be careless.

Although the 597.9 Highland has been organized into more than a dozen positions, but not to look at the No. 2 position, the No. 11 position is so loud, in fact, many places are just a small hill. The No. 2 position is quite large, but it is just a small hill with a few more stones.

The enemy arranged a total of four firepower launch points on the hillside. Two of the two sides were slightly lower, and the two in the middle were slightly higher, and the distance was very close. The four firepower launch points sprayed countless fire tongues, intertwined each other to form a fire net, like a large net swinged by a demon, raging on our heads, suppressing us all so hard that we could not raise our heads.

I raised the rifle in my hand unwillingly and aimed at the fire tongues through the scope, but after a while, I put the gun down helplessly.

I know that in this case, the chance of my opponent being able to hit is almost zero. This is not to say that my shooting skills are not good, but because the enemy is condescending, I can most likely hit the sandbag under the enemy's muzzle.

Some people may think that the advantage of being condescending is greater when fighting cold weapons, and the force of people standing at a high place to chop down will be greater, so they naturally have more advantages. In combating hot weapons, they are not shot around with guns. There is no difference between being high and being lower in power.

But in fact, the advantage of high heat weapons combat is not reflected in strength, but in bunkers. If you are high, you can be like the enemy in front of us now, and your whole body is basically protected by bunkers. They just need to expose the part above their eyes to easily aim at us. If you are at the bottom, you will expose your whole body to the enemy, just like we are now, like targets...

Can't wait any longer!

I know very well what time means to us. Once the Americans catch up, it almost means the failure of our operation. And the further we drag, the closer we will be to the time when our army cannons the enemy, so we must immediately remove these firepower points in front of us.

"Blasting Team!" Thinking of this, I yelled: "Immediately blow up the first firepower point in the east!"

I know that if the enemy's first firepower launch point can be blown up smoothly, it will not only reduce the enemy's blockade, but more importantly, it can shake it, threaten the enemy's other three firepower launch points, and increase confidence and strength to the warriors.

We had considered this situation before the war, so we organized the blasting team before the attack, and now it is time to use them.

"Yes!" Three volunteer soldiers grabbed the anti-tank grenade, and rushed up the blasting tube.

The soldiers also tacitly set up machine guns to suppress them, attracting the enemy's firepower.

The blasting team is similar to the bombing tank team, but when we first entered North Korea, there were no anti-tank grenades, so the first blasting hand usually carried a blasting barrel, the second blasting hand brought an explosive pack, and the third blasting hand brought a submachine gun to be responsible for fire cover. Now, after equipping the Soviet-style anti-tank grenade, we are of course the first choice of this convenient and powerful anti-tank grenade.

Compared with explosive packs and blasting tubes, anti-tank grenades have great advantages. The two most important points are that they can throw and trigger devices. They can throw them so that we don’t need to run to the enemy’s fire point, and throw them almost face to face. The trigger device makes us not worried that anti-tank grenades will be thrown in like explosive packs and blasting tubes and will be thrown out by the enemy again, or like ordinary grenades, they will be thrown on the inclined surface and may even roll down.

Unfortunately, this weapon for exploding enemy firepower points and bunkers is almost used when we resist the enemy's attack during the day. After all, it is also a weapon for exploding enemy infantry and defense. Now we will divide the remaining dozens of anti-tank grenades into various platoons and equipment into the blasting team.

Amid the sound of gunfire, the three soldiers took advantage of the night and their comrades to scatter towards the enemy's first fire point. Sometimes they jumped up and rushed into a crater in front at a fast speed, and sometimes they crawled forward on the ground with bullets sweeping from the enemy. Because the enemy could not clearly grasp the position of the soldiers in the dark, the soldiers were very smoothly pressing towards the enemy's fire point step by step.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to reach the bomb drop distance, several flares suddenly rose in the sky, illuminating the entire position white.

"Dadada..."

Unfortunately, the first blaster jumped up at this time, and blood was splattered everywhere by the enemy's machine gun bullets. My heart couldn't help but sink. Both anti-tank grenades were on the first blaster. Once he fell, the chance of blasting was successful was at least half.

But just when I was disappointed, I was shocked to find that the first explosion hand fell down and threw something to the side with all my strength, and then fell into a pool of blood.

I was shocked to realize that the warrior threw something before his death was an anti-tank grenade.

What I don't understand is what makes him think of sending a grenade to his comrades before he dies. How strong will this requires, how much responsibility and tacit understanding it requires to let him complete this seemingly simple action. It seems to be telling his comrades: I can't do it anymore, you can complete the task for me! Everything is left to you...

At this moment, I was shocked by the scene. The gunshots and cannons around me seemed to have disappeared. The scene flashed in my mind that the soldier sent the grenade to his comrades before falling down!

With a "boom!", his comrades did not let down the mission he left behind.
Chapter completed!