Chapter 380: The Gurkhas' Counterattack

With the firelight on Da Zhuang's shoulders, three figures suddenly jumped out of the wall above the watchtower and jumped to the bottom of the watchtower, and swept in the air towards the vigorous side of the body exposed by the firelight.

Seeing a figure pounce out, the automatic rifles of several people in the wind knife had just been raised, and two gunshots rang out, "pop" and "pop", and the muzzle of the sniper Lin Zisheng behind flashed two sparks one after another, a black shadow just jumped up on the watchtower and fell back on his back, and the other figure paused in the air and fell down the watchtower like a cloth bag.

The sentry with tongues of fire on his chest had not yet reached the ground before he was nailed to the watchtower wall by the wind knives and their dense bullets, and then slowly slid down the wall in pieces. And the bullet he shot as he jumped out hit the cliff where the wind knife was close to them, causing a piece of rubble to fall "poof" down.

Just now, the three remaining figures in the attic on the east side saw the fire on Da Zhuang's shoulders and knew that the other party had fired a rocket, so they jumped down lifelessly, and they didn't expect to die as soon as they appeared.

The rockets fired by Da Zhuang cut off the top of the watchtower, and the huge flames reflected red in the air.

"Up!" The wind knife screamed and pounced. At this time, the vigorous at the top of the cliff saw the fire of the watchtower and knew that the second group had approached the watchtower, so he immediately turned the machine gun and swept towards the base.

The wind knife and several people immediately rushed to the edge of the watchtower, raised their hands and threw four or five grenades into the base, and rushed towards the base by the light of the explosion. The automatic rifle in his hand "da-da-da" spewed flames forward, and Kong Dazhuang had already picked up the DZJ08 80mm individual rocket launcher, and rushed over with the light machine gun in his hand.

The fire in the base was skyrocketing, and the sound of gunfire and explosions was deafening. Wan Lin lay behind the heavy machine gun on the west watchtower, pouring 12.7 mm of bullets into the base room, and the bullet casings at his feet had covered the surface of his feet. Wan Lin swept the situation on the battlefield with his eyes as he strafed.

Tongues of fire erupted from under the watchtower on the east side and shot towards the base room, and it was obvious that the two groups of Wind Knife had destroyed the watchtower and rushed to the edge of the base. Gunshots had already sounded under the guard tower on his side, and six members of the 707 Brigade had also rushed up. The three groups of Cheng Ru at the top of the cliff were constantly shooting downward, grenades and rockets were shooting from top to bottom, and the flames of the explosion in the base were basically caused by them.

The room where the enemy was was also spraying firelight, and a rain of bullets sprayed in the direction of the two watchtowers, and the bullets hit the stone wall of the watchtowers, and pieces of rubble jumped in front of Wan Lin.

Seeing that the 707 Brigade below had come up, Wan Lin put down the heavy machine gun in his hand, shouted at Xiaohua and Xiaobai: "Go", turned around and jumped down from the watchtower, and quickly ran to Park Guocheng, who was leaning on the stone wall of the watchtower and shooting at the base, and shouted: "You are in charge of this side!" "Take the two leopards and touch them along the cliff.

He was worried that the enemy would escape from the cave behind, and although two mines had been set up, who knew if there were any masters among the enemy.

At this moment, a storm of gunfire suddenly rang out from several boats docked on the lake, followed by several fires, and several rockets spun rapidly towards the watchtowers and cliff tops on both sides.

"Boom, boom, boom", several explosions in a row, and the firelight rose from the two watchtowers and the cliff top.

Wan Lin, who had just left the watchtower, was shocked, and quickly lowered his head into the microphone and asked, "Report casualties!" After a while, the voice of Chengru from the top of the cliff came from the earphones: "A group of reports, vigorously wounded, wounded by shrapnel in the left chest"; "The second group of reports, Kong Dazhuang was slightly injured" The wind knife followed the report.

"Three sets of reports?" Wan Lin's heart sank, and he quickly turned his head to look at the watchtower behind. By the light of the fire, I saw that several people under the watchtower were bending down and carrying two people to the back of the watchtower. "Three groups of 707 brigades reported that two members of the team were injured. One seriously injured, one lightly injured".

Hearing that many people were injured, Wan Lin's heart moved, he didn't expect that this base had such a strong combat effectiveness, this must be done by those Gurkha soldiers and base instructors with rich combat experience.

He turned his head to look at the lake, and saw that a fierce fire was spraying from the lake. "Four groups of attention, kill the boats on the lake", as soon as the words fell, a fire suddenly rose in the middle of the lake, followed by an explosion on the shore of the boat, and several figures burned and fell towards the surrounding lake with the ship's exploding planks.

An empty boat is slowly floating in the middle of the lake. Obviously, Zhang Wa, Xiaoya and Lingling swam across the river in arms, pushing the boat as cover to reach the firing distance, and suddenly launched an attack.

"Go!" Wan Lin hurriedly ordered the two leopards to go to the lake to meet Xiao Ya and them. Holding his sniper rifle in front of him, he continued to move slowly in the direction of the cave.

At this time, the gunfire in the base was loud, and the enemy inside took advantage of the pause in the fire to the left and right and above, rolled and rushed out of the house, and fired wildly at the surroundings. The shape of the battlefield suddenly reversed, and the enemy, who had been suppressed in the room, rushed out of the room and launched a frantic counterattack.

Just now, after Zhang Wa, Xiaoya, and Lingling of the four groups saw the battle start from the shore of the lake, Zhang Wa asked Lingling and Xiaoya to lie on the boat first, untied the cable tied to a big rock on the shore, and pushed the boat hard, and the boat drilled into the lake like an arrow from the string.

Zhang Wa took more than a dozen steps back, ran up, jumped up violently to the lake, plunged into the dark night sky like an eagle falcon, and flew to the front of the boat in a blink of an eye.

Lingling was lying on the side of the boat, holding an oar in her hand, turned around and whispered with a smile: "Zhang Wa, are you a little fierce?" I really don't see how much your skills have improved."

Zhang Wa laughed twice, took the oar in Xiaoya's hand, and rowed forward. When they were about to reach the middle of the lake, the three of them quietly flipped into the water from the back of the boat, hid behind the boat and slowly pushed the boat closer to the opposite shore.

The lake water at night was cold and biting, and Xiaoya and Lingling shivered unconsciously when they went down into the water. Zhang Wa hurriedly whispered: "Luck", Xiaoya and the two quickly took a breath, and the breath spread to the whole body, which drove out the chill on the body.

When they approached four or five hundred meters away from several ships docked on the shore, several figures suddenly appeared on a large ship opposite, followed by the sound of several rocket launches.

"It's broken!" Zhang Wa let out a low voice, leaned over and picked up the Soviet-made RPG-7 bazooka placed on the small boat, quickly loaded the bomb, and let Xiao Ya and the two fix the hull of the boat, and shot out at the big ship in front.

Zhang Wa and the three of them took advantage of the fire that broke out on the big boat, and found that there were three black shadows on the lake that were swimming quickly to the shore, obviously a few people who found Zhang Wa's sound jumped into the water in time, escaped the tragedy of the ship's destruction and death, and were desperately swimming to the shore.