Chapter 135: The Frightened Bird

"Kill!" The soldiers shouted and took bayonets and jumped out of the trenches to kill the sixth puppet division that was defeated. There were not many troops, and only Hu Zi's company had less than 100 people. Zhao Yongxin's company was responsible for guarding the original high ground. Zhao Yongxin even made a fuss about this and complained that all the things that were beaten on the mountain were his, and that Hu Zi's matters that went out to fight the enemy. Fortunately, all the soldiers of the volunteer army obeyed the orders. If there was anything unhappy, I just need to put forward the sentence "obey the orders" and it would be solved soon.

In fact, I know that defending a high ground alone requires someone who can stand alone, and Zhao Yongxin is competent in this regard. However, Hu Zi is brave and lacks strategy. It would be more appropriate for him to follow me to fight like this.

The move I led my troops to kill from the high ground was not only beyond the expectations of the puppet soldiers, but even the Commander Chu did not expect. Not to mention that I had never reported to Commander Chu at all, but he did not agree to "act without authorization". Just say that when I was surrounded by the enemy, if I led my troops down the mountain like this, it would be very likely that the enemy would cut off the retreat route and annihilate the entire army.

But now it seems that the situation is not that bad. The deserters of the pseudo-6th Division are like a frightened bird. Under the light, they can't see how many volunteers are rushing towards them in the dark. But they are very familiar with the shouts of the volunteers. In their impression, when they hear this shout, there will be overwhelming Chinese soldiers rushing towards them. So after hearing this sound again, they subconsciously got up from the ground and turned around and ran away. But before they could run a few steps, they found that the intersection had been blocked by cars and people, so they rushed towards the trenches of the pseudo-Capital Division on the high ground in panic.

"Kill!" The volunteer army shouted along the puppet troops, and from time to time they threw out a few grenades and fired a few submachine guns, and rushed to the high ground like a duck driving the deserters of the puppet sixth division. This made the officers and soldiers guarding the trenches in the trenches very anxious. In the night, they only saw dense people everywhere, and they couldn't tell which ones were their own people and which were enemies. They were holding machine guns in their hands, but they didn't know where to shoot...

The volunteer army followed the puppet army to the high ground, and without saying a word, they were aimed at the enemy and attacked them, raised the bayonet and stabbed them. In an instant, the gunshots and explosions sounded again, and the scene was in a mess. The enemy could not tell which ones were their own people and which were the enemies, but the volunteer army could see clearly in the puppet army deserters, because those who were holding guns in their hands and facing us were at a loss, were surely the puppet capital division. If they knew it, they would shoot a shuttle or throw a grenade...

Personally, I prefer to walk to the enemy and stab him. Not only can I save bullets, but I can also ensure that the ammunition on the enemy is intact, especially a few machine gunners who gather together. If they swing a grenade and bang it, the machine gun will probably be useless... So I pulled a few volunteers and rushed forward with bayonets and stabbed them in a random way. After stabbing, I looked to the side, hey! The machine gun was unscathed, and boxes of bullets were placed in the trenches.

After a while, the puppet army deserters ran away, and only corpses and wounded soldiers who were covered with wounds were left with only a few breaths. The volunteers easily took down the high ground, which was stationed by two companies of the puppet army's capital division. Then, before I could order, the soldiers quickly unloaded guns and ammunition from the puppet army's corpses.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui..." Hu Zi was wearing two M3 submachine guns and bullets all over his body, and ran to me with heavy steps and reported excitedly: "We have made a lot of money now. We only sacrificed five people and paid a lot of ammunition, but we can't count them..."

"Order the soldiers to prepare for battle!" I quickly ordered: "Especially, we must hurry up and build a single-man air raid shelter, and the enemy will soon start attacking!"

"Yes!" Hu Zi responded, turned around and commanded the soldiers to dig air raid shelters.

The enemy's trenches generally have no air raid shelters because they don't have to worry about the Volunteer Army's aircraft. At the same time, the artillery fire of the Volunteer Army can be said to be insignificant, so a single air raid shelter seems to be a redundant fortification for them, but it is very necessary for the Volunteer Army.

"Woo..." Before the soldiers dug the air-raid shelter, the whistling of artillery shells came from the sky. I hurriedly hid in the trenches, thinking in my heart that the opponent was the puppet army, and their artillery was not as good as the US army in terms of caliber and quantity. Otherwise, I was afraid that this round of artillery would cause considerable losses to the soldiers who had not dug the air-raid shelter.

However, the artillery fire of the puppet army seemed to be different from the last time. It took longer and the artillery fire became more dense. It was the escaped puppet sixth division who joined the bombing ranks.

After about twenty minutes, the cannon sounded stopped, and there was a cry around the high ground. I grabbed the gun and crawled out of the soil. I couldn't help but startled. I saw that the puppet troops were everywhere around the high ground. I couldn't tell whether it was from the Capital Division or the 6th Puppet Division. There were at least thousands of people in densely packed areas, like iron barrels, surrounding the hilltop where the volunteer soldiers were stationed. Machine guns, mortars, and bazooka continued to attack the high ground, covering the puppet troops holding bayonets and submachine guns rushed towards our small high ground.

It seems that these puppet troops were beaten up. The puppet capital division may have lost face because we easily snatched a high ground in that battle just now. The puppet sixth division was because this was their only escape route, so they were all cruel to snatch the high ground back. And because this high ground was far away from other volunteers, they could safely attack from all sides!

"Fight!" This time I didn't dare to take it lightly. I issued a shooting order when the enemy was still 100 meters away. The enemy rushed upwards in a dense manner. If the distance was too close, it would be very likely that they would rush to the position. Besides, in this case, they could hit the enemy with just one shot, and the requirements for shooting accuracy were not so high.

The gunshots sounded, and bullets shot towards the enemy in rows, and the enemies fell in groups, but these puppet troops showed extraordinary bravery. They charged forward with the bullets of the volunteer army. The puppet troops in front fell down, and the puppet troops behind them advanced along the bodies. In the dark night, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the figures of puppet troops were running everywhere around the high ground. The sound of explosions, gunshots and the screams of the puppet troops intertwined, drawing a cruel battlefield.

I kept pulling the trigger, the bullets shot out of the gun chamber quickly, and the dark shadows in the night kept screaming and falling down in the sound of gunfire.

The puppet army was red and no longer paid attention to any tactics. They rushed up and continued to attack our army's front line. This was a battle between bullets and physical bodies, and this was a massacre. Such an impact would undoubtedly cause great casualties for the puppet army, but it was also very dangerous for the volunteer army, because once they tore a hole and rushed up by more than a dozen people, the firepower of the volunteer army would be reduced in number, and the puppet army around would rush up like groups of wild beasts to tear us to pieces.

There is no doubt that this scene would have become a reality if there were no ammunition left by the puppet army in the trenches.

The gunshots were still ringing continuously, and the puppet troops rushed up one after another, and then fell down one after another. My fingers when I pulled the trigger were numb, and the scope had become a burden at this time because I no longer needed accuracy, but what I needed was speed and the speed of bullets shooting out. No matter what part of the enemy was hit, as long as I could hit them, as long as I could slow them down and stop...

I don't know how long it took, but the puppet army finally retreated. Only a black body was left on the battlefield. Although I couldn't see clearly this night, I occasionally saw some hands and feet stretched out from the pile of corpses in a struggle. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and leaned my rifle against the trench. Only then did I find that my right hand had cramps, and my numb index finger was still mechanically pulling the trigger.

"These puppet troops are really a little different!" Hu Zi, who was lying beside me, murmured, and took out some water from the puddle and poured it on the barrel of the machine gun that had been red. With a "sizzling" sound, a stream of white smoke came out from the barrel.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cui..." Hu Zi glanced at the piles of corpses on the battlefield and said, "This unit is called the capital division of the puppet army! It's really a bit ruthless! I look much stronger than the guys in the People's Army, and I'm still saying I want to compete with us? My mother ran away as soon as she came up!"

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that Hu Zi was still blaming the People's Army for leaving the Volunteer Army and running away alone! But no wonder, the Volunteer Army looked down upon the people who escaped on the battlefield the most. But the People's Army actually had their own difficulties. When the People's Army retreated, the regular army was beaten to a large extent. Now it has reached the point where it is difficult to find an adult man when he entered any village in North Korea. Can they not preserve their strength at this time? If you continue to fight a few more battles like this, I think you will have to leave a few volunteer soldiers from the army to pass on their family line in North Korea.

“Woo…”

Before we could recover, the roar of cannonballs came from the sky again.

I don’t know if it was God who was causing trouble. Before the sound of cannons stopped, it was raining like beans in the sky. The sky gradually became brighter, and corpses with different shapes of death slowly appeared in front of us. The rain washed away the blood on their bodies bit by bit, and washed the terrifying faces pale in front of us. There were a few of them who were not dead, who were making painful and faint groans in the mud and water, crawling, consuming their only life in this hell on earth...

It seems to be a good thing for the Volunteers at this time, because it is no longer too cold at this time. The rain can not only make the slopes on the high ground muddy and increase the difficulties of the puppet army's charge, but more importantly, American planes often cannot take off in this rainy weather. This is very important for the Volunteers, because such temporary fortifications usually cannot withstand the bombing of US incendiary bombs.

However, these still failed to stop the puppet army's charge. They seemed to be mentally prepared for this, and they put on their raincoats and started charging towards our high ground again.

Fire, load, shoot, shoot again... and repeat these actions again and again, and one life after another fell under my gun.

I have always thought that I had been numb to killing people, but today I realized that it was because the number of people killed had not reached another level. At this moment, looking at the corpses piled up in front of the position, my stomach couldn't help but churn again. I really wanted to throw the gun away and lie on the ground without caring about anything, but I understand that if I did that, I would soon become a member of the pile of corpses.

This is the battlefield. Whether you want it or not, you can only choose one of them from killing the enemy or being killed by the enemy.

Finally, the last moment came. The machine gun beside him stopped ringing abruptly, and Hu Zi shouted at me in the rain: "There are no bullets!" Then he grabbed the grenade and threw it at the puppet troops.

With a few bangs, the grenades exploded in the pile of corpses and people, blowing all the living and the living beings into a different shape. But not long after, there was no sound again, and needless to say, the grenades were used up.

"Get the bayonet!" I yelled and installed a military spear for my rifle. Then I glanced at the puppet army surrounded from all directions, and ordered Hu Zi: "Pass it down, give up the position, and fight back to the high ground of Company Commander Zhao. No one is allowed to turn back."

"Yes!" Hu Zi was stunned for a moment and quickly passed the order.

Only by doing this now can you have some hope of survival. This position is not a volunteer army. Even if I lose it now, it is not considered a disobeying military discipline!

Seeing that the soldiers were almost ready, I threw the wet cotton hat on my head to the ground, shouted and killed the enemy who rushed up!

Fighting bayonets and courage, our volunteer army has never been afraid of anyone! When rushing towards the enemy, I was relying on the unyielding spirit in my heart: You are the capital division of the puppet army, you are trained by the Japanese and are not afraid of death. Are our volunteer army still afraid?

With a "kneel!", when the bayonet collided with the enemy's rifle for the first time, I felt that the opponent's strength was very strong, and the knife was very accurate and timely. While I was rushing down at high speed, he could even lead me to his sting to one side in time.

It is said that Japan is very good at bayonet fighting. The Japanese army has always advocated the spirit of bushido, so they are particularly fond of bayonets, which are related to samurai. Even ordinary soldiers are very good at bayonet training. Some people say that in the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, a small Japanese can compete with bayonets and fight with three to five Chinese soldiers.

Now looking at my opponent's high-tech move, I can slightly understand what it is like to fight bayonets with one person and three or five people.

Of course, these are all things in the early stages of the War of Resistance. In the middle and late stages of the War of Resistance, the Eighth Route Army practiced the bayonet skills, and later used big swords to fight hand-to-hand, and one-on-one could bring down the Japanese. Just like the current veterans of the Volunteer Army, even the master of the puppet army, the Japanese would not frown here, and they would not be afraid of you apprentices...

Thoughts on my hands, my movements were not slow. The puppet army in front of me lost when they stood on a low place, and the foot was very slippery. I didn't give him the time and opportunity to put away the knife. I rushed to his chest without diminishing my right shoulder and knocked him to the ground and rolled a few times. The puppet army following behind were suddenly tripped by the puppet army rolling down in front, and subconsciously lowered his body and supported the ground with his hands.

How could I miss such a good opportunity? I started to stab the puppet soldiers in a row, making them scream and they were unable to fight back. The situation of the soldiers around me was similar. Because the slopes were muddy, the puppet soldiers at the lower places were basically unable to stand firm. They were beaten by the volunteers in just one encounter.

This may be what the martial arts novel says is unstable! When the feet slip, no matter how strong the human body has or how strong the explosive power it has, the result seems to be the same.

"Kill!" The soldiers roared loudly, rushed into the enemy formation like tigers entering the flock of sheep and fought with the enemy. The sound of blades entering the flesh, the screams, and the sound of thunder and rain formed a battlefield like a primitive cold weapon era. Although there was no broken head or arms, the intestines and blood on the ground were not inferior at all.

At this time, the puppet troops attacking in other directions had already rushed to the high ground to raise their guns, but they were helpless to find that they could not shoot, because even if their gunshots were accurate enough to hit the Volunteer Army, the penetration of the m1 rifle would allow the bullet to pass through the bodies of the Volunteer Army soldiers and hit their comrades. Usually the power of the secondary killing is greater than that of the first killing. In other words, every time they injure a Volunteer Army soldier, it is very likely that a puppet army would be injured more severely.

Although the m3 submachine gun has no penetration power, the accuracy of this weapon is very low, so they have no way to accurately aim on the battlefield where the two armies are fighting together... So they were silent for a while and then surrounded us with bayonets.

"Kill!" I shouted at the soldiers. The Volunteer Army is not a martial arts master. In this hand-to-hand battle, once the enemy is attacked from front and back, the entire army will be wiped out. So now there is only one way to survive, that is, to fight for a bloody road before the puppet army in the rear is surrounded!

The volunteers seemed to realize the danger, and they all tried their best to stab the bayonet at the enemy in front of them.

One by one, one by one, one by one, and another one appears in front of me.

I can't tell whether the blood or rain is. I only know that the water in front of me will be red and white, and the rain flowing into my mouth will be full of fishy and salty smell.
Chapter completed!