Chapter 97: Eternal life in the fire

With a few "squeaks" sounds of crickets, the telephone soldiers issued an order to fire the artillery troops.

This is the code we made an appointment with the artillery troops. These codes include information such as the number of shells fired and the coordinates of the fire. In order to prevent the enemy from discovering it in times of crisis, they can accurately convey combat information. At the beginning, I thought these things were useless, because I thought that since I had to call for artillery fire support, I could not let the enemy discover it? But just in case, I asked the telephone soldiers responsible for contacting the artillery to record these codes, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Then we started a long wait...

It was said to be long, but in fact it only took a few dozen seconds. The artillery unit responsible for supporting us had an artillery battalion. They were ready as early as when we entered the lurking position. However, the enemies in front of us were getting closer and closer, and time was very tight. If the artillery fire came later, there would be no hurry to come, so I felt that this period was very long.

As I got closer and closer... the enemy's feet were almost right in front of me, and even the enemy's rapid breathing could be heard clearly. I hurriedly held my breath and slowly pressed my head on the weed-covered land.

"What hell..." At this time, the US military leader raised his right foot and looked at the thing he had just stepped on, which was the hand of a volunteer soldier.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but say something was going to be bad. Sure enough, the US military was stunned and quickly grabbed the rifle and pointed it at the volunteer soldiers on the ground.

The volunteer soldiers also knew that they had been exposed, but because of battlefield discipline, he did not take any action without receiving the offensive order. Even though the enemy's gun was on his head, even if he held the gun in his hand, even if he could have killed the enemy one step ahead to save his life... But he didn't do that, he still lay still motionless!

Fortunately, the soldier did not move, because a whistling sound of shells suddenly came from the sky...

With a "boom!", a shell exploded dozens of meters away, and then several shells brought out a piece of dust and smoke nearby.

Those US soldiers thought they were veterans, and when they heard the whistling of shells, they subconsciously lie on the ground. But what they didn't know was that the real danger did not come from those shells, but from the guns in my hand...

The moment the shell exploded, I quickly adjusted the muzzle and pointed at the US soldiers who had just fallen to the ground.

"Bang bang bang..." With three gunshots, the three US soldiers were shot in the head and fell into a pool of blood without exception, including the US soldiers who discovered us.

The U.S. military's helmets are easy to distinguish in the sun, and because they are all on the hillside, the slope of the incline makes them stand in front of me very clearly, and even weeds over half a meter high cannot stop them. In addition, they are only more than ten meters away from me, so it is not difficult to kill one shot.

I was not worried that other enemies on the mountain would find me, the loud bang of shells had completely covered up the gunshots. Moreover, the US troops hiding in the bunkers would definitely think that the Americans who could never stand up were dead under the shrapnel of shells.

But when I turned the gun to the fourth US Army, I couldn't help but hesitate. The fourth US Army hid his head behind a rock, and from my perspective, he could only see his arms and lower body.

I dare not shoot because I cannot shoot the enemy with one shot. If I cannot shoot one shot, it means he will find a gunman shooting at him...

But I soon realized that I was wrong, so what if he could find a gunman shooting at him? As long as I could kill him in the end, as long as he could never go back to the bunker, it wouldn't matter even if he found out that all of us were. After all, dead people would not speak.

So I immediately took advantage of the sound of artillery fire and shot the US military's calf. The US military was in pain and immediately reflexively poked out from behind the rock to grab the injured right leg. But what he didn't expect was that as soon as his body was poked out of the rock, a bullet shot into his head to solve his pain.

Just as I turned the gun toward the last American, the sound of the cannon suddenly stopped, and my index finger was frozen on the trigger and dared not move.

At this time, the shooting means clearly telling other US troops where I am, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

The US military was not slow to react. As soon as the cannon stopped, he immediately got up from the ground and ran towards his position without looking back. Seeing this, I couldn't help but relax and knew that this time I had passed the test successfully.

I did a very hidden job when I sniped the four US soldiers just now. Except for the few soldiers lying beside me who knew that I had shot guns, the others didn't notice it at all. So what I was worried about was not that he escaped, but that he would find a way to steal the body of his comrades back. If he did that, the US military would easily find the gun hole on the corpse.

Fortunately, the US military did not do that. He ran to the direction of his trench like a frightened sheep. When he ran closer to the traffic trench, he plunged in like a mother-in-law, and then climbed into the bunker with his hands and feet.

Five US troops came out, and only one of them returned alive, which seemed to be more in line with the hit rate of the shells. Then I thought that if I had solved this enemy just now, it might have made the US military even more suspicious. The landing points of the shells just now were not close to those US troops, but they could "bomb" them to death without missing a single one. This is indeed a bit incredible.

Now that the evidence of living is released, the US military in the bunker will believe that the only one hidden in this grassland is just a few artillery observers. After all, if there are a large number of enemies hidden in front of the position, the US military will not have the chance to come back alive.

However, I took some risk when I did this. If the US military discovered something strange, then I would put all the soldiers in danger.

So I was waiting with fear.

A minute has passed.

Two minutes have passed...

When the fifth minute was about to wait, my hanging heart slowly dropped. Because I knew that if the US military went back to report that there were a large number of enemies hidden in the grass in front of the position, then the US military's shells would soon pour onto our heads in pieces. But now there is nothing, which is enough to illustrate the problem.

The US military is indeed not short of artillery shells, but they are so extravagant that in order to kill one or two artillery observers, they use artillery fire to cover the plains of three thousand meters.

Just as I relaxed all over and was about to deal with the numbness and itch coming from my body again, the sudden appearance of a few black spots in the sky shocked me again - it was the enemy's plane, a supersonic plane.

There is a characteristic when supersonic aircraft appears, that is, you can hear a roar when you see it. Because its flight speed is much faster than the sound, the roar of the aircraft has been left far behind by it. This can also play a good role in concealing the arrival of these aircraft, and it is even more so on the battlefield.

Isn't this? Although our army has several anti-aircraft artillery regiments on the front line, we have not found these killers who are quietly approaching us because we are not prepared.

Soon in the direction of the sun, the shadows of four planes appeared in the sky. I couldn't help but frown. It seemed that these pilots were veterans. They not only used their speed to hide their voices, but also cleverly used the sunlight to hide their bodies.

It is very fast, and it just looked very far away, and it seemed to be in front of me in the blink of an eye. From the appearance, I can tell that it is the most advanced fighter aircraft in the United States, the F-86. Because its appearance looks very much like a long and round peach, the volunteers usually call it "penetra".

The anti-aircraft guns rang out at this time, and black mushroom-milling clouds burst out from the sky. This was the anti-aircraft gun regiment defending the front line of the Volunteer Army. Because of them, the enemy's planes did not dare to bomb on the front line, and could not think about it and go there just like entering their own houses in the early stages of the Korean War. But the anti-aircraft guns of the Volunteer Army seemed not to pose a threat to these flight institutions.

The f-86 is too fast. It is the first generation of swept-wing jet aircraft of the US military, with a speed of more than 1,100 kilometers per hour. This makes the shells fired by the anti-aircraft guns basically land behind it. Before the soldiers can see clearly, these planes have already flown over us.

At this time, the roar of the plane sounded, and four "oil peaches" pierced their heads one by one, and frantically shot at the grassland. They circled in the air and dived in turn. With the harsh roar, machine guns and rocket launchers pressed down together. There was immediately sand and stone flying over the ambush circle, dust flying, and black smoke rushed towards my mouth and nose. I quickly lowered my head and covered my mouth and nose on my cuffs.

The "Oil Peach" bombed for a while, but saw that he still didn't find any target. After hovering around in the sky, he threw down a few incendiary bombs and flew away.

It was easy for the plane to drop the incendiary bombs, and it seemed that the pilots threw it away on a whim. But it made us, the volunteer soldiers lurking in the grassland. With a "Teng" sound, the odor of the gasoline bombs quickly spread out, and a fire suddenly ignited on the grassland, and the dead grass was quickly ignited, and thick white smoke was everywhere, and the air was as hot as if it was on fire.

Even though I had covered my mouth and nose, my throat was still itchy because of the choking. I was worried that the coughing would reveal myself, so I had to endure it. In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I plunged into the soil under my head...

The cough was kept in my throat. After a while, I felt better. But at this time, my face was covered with sticky soil, and there was still a lot of my snot and tears mixed in the soil.

But I didn't care about so much. After a few deep breaths, I slowly raised my head and looked around. Fortunately, the soldiers were very disciplined and none of them got up. Most of the incendiary bombs landed far away from us, so the fire would not affect us.

However, when I slowly turned around, I suddenly realized that there was a fire more than ten meters away from me. What shocked me even more was that the fire also affected a volunteer soldier...

The red flames slowly rushed upwards, and soon burned the weeds on the warrior's body. He did not move, nor did he roll on the spot, nor did he throw away the weeds on his body.

The fire was not very big at this time. He could easily put out the fire on his body with just a roll. There was also a ditch more than two meters behind him. As long as he retreated a few meters, he could use the ditch to block the momentum of the flames on his back. But he did not move...

If you move, you just bit your teeth and creak, and use all your strength to insert your fingers into the soil in front of you and grab them hard, trembling!

My heart quickly tugged and I whispered to the warrior: "Roll! Roll..."

But he still didn't move as if he didn't hear it. His teeth became tighter and tighter. The muscles on his face were twisting in pain, and beads of sweat were constantly flowing down his face.

"Report the situation to the regiment headquarters!" Seeing that the soldier did not respond, I immediately ordered to the telephone soldier beside me: "Request the regiment headquarters to allow us to attack during the day! Please ask all artillery fire of the artillery troops to fire at the enemy's positions to disrupt the enemy's sight!"

The telephone soldier nodded and quickly shook the phone and reported the current situation to the regiment headquarters.

Since the artillery had adjusted the orders before, the cannon sounded quickly this time. The shells poured towards the enemy's position with the wrath of the soldiers, and a thick layer of smoke was blown in front of the 391 position. At this time, I waved at the warrior who was burned by fire and signaled him to retreat into the ditch to extinguish the flames.

At this time, our artillery fire had disrupted the enemy's sight and distracted them. The soldier retreated into the ditch and then extinguished the flames on his body. It was very likely that he would not be discovered by the enemy. I thought he would be willing to do it according to my order, but I soon discovered that I was wrong-

He just gritted his teeth and looked at me, then shook his head firmly.

It was a look that was determined to sacrifice himself, and it was a look that had made up his mind to fight for his life. I understood what his eyes meant. He was unwilling to live by himself, and let the entire army risk being discovered by the enemy and suffering huge casualties under the enemy's artillery fire.

So... he won't accept my orders.

Although I often disobey the orders of my superiors, few soldiers have disobeyed my orders since I became an "official". But what I didn't expect was that every time they disobeyed my orders, in this case, they were at the expense of their lives...

From this, I couldn't help but think of Huang Sihu, who also disobeyed my order a few months ago. He led the two soldiers to run in the other direction regardless of my orders. The soldier in front of me was even more determined to sacrifice himself after I created the conditions for survival for him.

The flames were raging on him, and the air was full of the smell of burning flesh. I couldn't bear to look at him, but my eyes couldn't leave him, because I hope that a miracle would happen. I hope that suddenly a heavy rain would come to the sky, pouring the flames on this lovely warrior without leaving any remaining...

I even had the urge to rush up and push him into the ditch, but I didn't do it in the end because I knew that if I did this, all the sacrifices of the warrior would be in vain. Not only that, the soldiers of the two companies lurking here would have to pay a heavy price for my stupid behavior.

"Chief of Staff!" the telephone soldier said in a low voice in my ear: "The regiment headquarters means to be prepared for an attack. If the soldier can't stand the exposure of the target, he will change his original plan and launch an attack immediately..."

I couldn't help but sigh when I heard this. After hearing this order, I knew that it should be the time for me to order to prepare for the attack. But I didn't say anything, because I knew that this strong soldier would not move, and anyone who saw him knew that he would not move.

If you want to move, he should move just now when the artillery fired the barrage. Although I was creating opportunities for him just now, I was also creating temptation for him. The barrage shot from the shells and the ditch that was only a few meters away behind him. What kind of temptation is this for him! People have the desire to survive. If it were me, I would choose to survive without thinking, but the soldier chose to sacrifice.

If a person dies, everything is meaningless to him, right? Money, honor, interests, material... He cannot enjoy or see all of this, right?

So I can't understand or imagine how a person could make such a sacrifice.

The red flame slowly covered his hands, slowly climbed onto the soldier's military cap, then burned his eyebrows and his face... He kept trembling, spasm, and finally stopped moving. The flame burned on him for twenty minutes, and he didn't move any step from beginning to end until he took his last breath...

I turned my head and didn't dare to look at the charred body behind me.

I was scared.

After fighting on the battlefield for so long, I can also say that I came out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. I have seen any big scene, but I have never seen such a tragic scene.
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