Luo Fugui didn't have much interest in paying attention to the guests brought back by Xiao Hongying.

Although the barbecue is not as good as the chicken, it tastes not bad.

He inserted the branch with the largest piece of barbecue next to Hu Yi who was sleeping, opened the miso bun seized from the Japanese and smeared it on the barbecue.

Be serious and focus.

Xiao Hongying came to Hu Yi, who was basking in the sun on the marching blanket among the weeds, and snatched the barbecue from Luo Fugui's hand: "Oh, fox, wake up..."

...

Fighters are a huge waste of resources to deal with infantry hidden invisible places.

Lieutenant Okawa has never been able to understand the specific situation of the Eighth Route Army on the ridge.

Although it can be confirmed that there are not many people on the ridge.

But whether there is any...it's not certain yet.

The spirits on both wings finally went up the mountain, chanting flags that they did not encounter any resistance.

The lieutenant breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately ordered the elites to advance to the middle.

The frontal offensive team also encountered no resistance. If it weren't for the engineers' continuous discharge of mines buried by the Eighth Route Army from the roadside, he would even think that the Eighth Route Army would have withdrawn long ago.

I looked up at the sky... If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to occupy the ridge at most ten minutes.

There is a guard squadron in the south, so now we have to speed up the progress. If we take down the ridge, we have to approach the guard squadron that bites the main force of the Eighth Route Army!

The soldiers lying on the east side of the ridge saw the Japanese plane walking.

More than 30 Japanese who climbed the ridge were advancing in the middle.

A look of excitement...

Push the camouflage that covers the body to the side and prepare for combat.

"Rabbit, when the battle begins, I will first shoot the gun to attract the attention of the Japanese. When the Japanese encounter an attack, they will definitely let the grenades dig out my firepower point..." The veteran of the combat team leader began to arrange a combat plan: "If you fire the first shot later, be sure to knock out the Japanese grenade launcher!"

The soldier named Rabbit was excited: "Don't worry, as long as he dares to set up a grenade launcher, I guarantee he can't shoot a grenade..."

The team leader immediately ordered the warrior behind the stone lying on the other side: "The Japanese machine gun is on your side, your mission is to stare at the Japanese machine gunners to death. After killing the Japanese machine gunners, strictly prevent other Japanese from fighting machine guns and sucking cold men to fight Japanese infantry..."

"Okay, don't let it go. That Japanese soldier is too arrogant. If he can defeat him, he will probably have to go down the cliff..."

"It's a pity... I didn't arrange a few mines in advance..."

"So what if there is no landmines? Who are we? We are the most powerful Eighth Route Army Special Forces soldier. Hehe, the Japanese are obviously still treating us as ordinary soldiers. I will see how they die later!"

The trio that occupied the favorable terrain in advance was one-on-one, not afraid at all, and even talked and laughed.

In addition to determination, defending positions requires more skills.

The ridges are uneven, occupying the high point to defend, killing the threatening Japanese machine guns and grenade launchers with little pressure at all.

The Japanese have no machine guns and grenade launcher fire suppression, which is just a toothless paper tiger. They can completely press the Japanese on the offensive side to hit live targets fifty meters away, and the defense side is almost invincible.

The ridges are narrow and just a little wide. The only thing that is unpredictable is whether the Japanese will launch a pig rush.

If the mountain wind can be started again, the Japanese will not be afraid of even throwing grenades to create smoke to block their sight and attack.

Ignore the Japanese mortars at the foot of the mountain.

At such a tall place, no matter how powerful the Japanese were, his artillery observers could not see the situation on the ridge. Mortars were no different from blind people.

The two sides are getting closer and closer.

There is no way to dig trenches on the ridges full of stones, so I can only use the stones in the highlands as a cover.

The team leader pointed his sight at the Japanese figure, unable to see who was the commander. However, the Japanese who walked in front and kept waving would most likely be the commander and would immediately become his target.

Bang...

A fire flashed against the highest stone.

The first-class swordsman commander, who was leading the team, saw the flash, subconsciously made a tactical dodge move to pounce forward. The distance was too close! He was still hit in the chest by a bullet shot from a hundred meters away.

He fell to the ground and twitched, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

For a while...

It shouldn't be dead...

The sergeant next to him immediately took over the command and ordered the machine gunner to suppress the fire and the grenade launcher to remove the targets that dared to attack the masters of the Imperial Sword Sect.

When leaving an offensive route for the infantry, firepower must be suppressed on the small high ground ahead, and there must be a shooting boundary.

Machine gunners can only scatter machine guns at the edge of the ridge.

The grenade launcher then hit the ground, and the assistant took off the grenade and placed it on the side...

...

Bang...

Gunshots finally came from the ridge...

The old god smiled on the face of Lieutenant Okawa.

The general situation of the ridge top appeared in my mind.

It seems that the Eighth Route Army is still on the ridge.

In less than a minute, the elite on the ridge waved a small flag to signal to the bottom of the mountain.

The observer immediately reported: "Three Eighth Routes were found on the east side of the mountain ridge..."

"Three?" The Eighth Route Army was not on the front? It must have been pretending. No wonder... the fighter jets hovered for a long time but couldn't find the Eighth Route Army on the ridge.

Lieutenant Okawa hesitated for a moment, and only a few Tujiao Eighth Route Army members recruited fighter jets to reinforce, adding jokes...

"Report, three Eighth Routes were found on the west side of the ridge..."

Do you really think that your god descends to earth?

One against ten?

The lieutenant laughed again.

Let's wait, wait for the two wings to advance into the middle, and attack head-on, which can only cause casualties among the elites in vain: "Order, the frontal attack is suspended, standby on site... Mortar support..."

Flag language communication has an important disadvantage, which is not meticulous enough.

So, Lieutenant Okawa still doesn't know that the grenades have been killed.

As for the machine gunners, anyway, anyone who advances to the team can operate, and the Japanese sergeant who takes over the command on the ridge has no report at all.

The battle between the two sides has begun.

The special platoon leader came out of the crack of the stone: "Immediately approach the mountain road entrance... to prevent the Japanese from rushing up!"

The mountain road is steep and narrow, so what if the Japanese want to easily hit it?

There is no door!

I didn't hear the clamor of machine guns and the grenade explosion. It seemed that the first wave of shooting on both sides successfully killed the Japanese grenade troop soldiers and machine gunners.

As for whether the Japanese commander hits the Japanese devils, I don’t know yet.

The well-trained Japanese infantry immediately fired a fire back.

The warhead whizzed past the top of his head, hitting the stone with a thunderous sound and then collided into the sky.

The Japanese counterattack seemed to be dense, as long as they did not show up, there was no threat at all.

The three soldiers retreated slightly and moved to a new shooting position.

The Japanese elites who found the cover-up did not launch an attack, and the two sides were in a stalemate, and there would be almost no casualties!

Unfortunately, there are cliffs on both sides and they cannot be surrounded. The soldiers hated this terrain to death.

I began to miss the fighter jets that had already flown away.

But, what is the elite?

A warrior who can create miracles!

How could the elites in the two classes be suppressed by the three eighth ranks of the country and could not move?

The grenade canister is not difficult to operate, but the difficulty lies in being able to hit it accurately.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Special Forces Group are well-known. They piled up two experienced main shooters at the beginning, but how could the elites give up?

The deputy shooter took over immediately.

The machine gun team was reorganized.

A grenade was loaded into a grenade launcher.

Before I could pull the belt, despicable bullets flew over one after another.

Two elites fell one after another.
To be continued...