Chapter 208: The Last Battle of Black Dragon Mountain (2)
Xiang Xiang and Ling Hong looked at the only mountain road that meandered up the mountain peak in front of them, their heads as big as a bucket.
Although he had already learned about this situation from the intelligence in advance, he had already expected the difficulties, otherwise he would not have used the strange soldier of Mo Xiaomei to contain the 400 bandits in Hutou Mountain, instead of using two companies on the main battlefield.
But after observing the actual terrain of Heilong Mountain, the two recruits' top commanders felt that they still underestimated this mountain.
Only can walk side by side of the two of the mountain road 20 meters a bend, 50 meters a hurdle, the mountain road is difficult to walk, this is still second, more worrying is that both sides of the road are full of strange rocks and boulders, as long as two or three people to hide behind the stones, do not need to hold on, only need to shoot a few cold guns, the soldiers marching on the mountain road have nowhere to hide, and such a mountain road, after asking the mountain eagle who is familiar with the terrain, the faces of the two recruit commanders are completely black.
A mountain road that is four or five miles long, if you attack all the way like this, how many of the 400 recruits will survive in the end? Think about it with your ass.
Relying on his strong firepower, he used mortars and heavy machine guns to open the way, pulled out one of the fire points, and attacked all the way, which was also what the two of them thought before, but now, as long as Huang Qingyuan is not an idiot, he will never wait to be beaten, he will definitely use the terrain here to kill and injure a large number of recruit companies.
In fact, Xiangqian and Ling Hong were not wrong at all, the infantry battalion that Liu Cunhou went into the mountains to suppress the bandits was also the same as they thought, relying on firepower to attack forcibly, but Huang Qingyuan, who was familiar with the terrain, scattered the bandits on both sides of the mountain road, and just fired cold shots, killing more than 100 people and horses in the infantry battalion that had nowhere to hide on the mountain road.
There is a precedent of success, Huang Qingyuan naturally did this, and sent his bandits to the mountains with more than 300 people, while the rest of the people guarded the most important strongholds on the side of the mountain road. If you can see it forward, your head will be bigger, those strongholds are completely a few stone chambers that bandits have dug out on the cliffs, only thirty or forty meters away from the mountain road, no heavy machine guns, as long as there is a light machine gun, it is enough to block the forty-meter-long section of the road, and anyone who wants to pass through that section will be mercilessly hit by the bullets from the stone chambers.
And such a place, before arriving at the cottage, there are four places, and even in one place, the entire mountain road is locked to death.
In the face of such a stronghold, the only thing the recruit company can do is to suppress the fire with heavy machine guns, and the curved fire of mortars is useless, unless the gunner can accurately send the shells into the opponent's basin-sized firing port in a parabolic manner.
Obviously, that's a bit of a stretch.
Or, go to the regimental headquarters to move two Bofors mountain guns, and meet such a bunker-like stronghold, and see one bomb at the other. Obviously, this is still thinking too much. Not to mention the waste of time for two or three days, it is also secondary to get those two behemoths weighing 700 kilograms on this steep mountain road, and I don't know how much manpower and material resources it takes.
That's completely moving out the entire family of the Independent Regiment, what's the difference between it and the entire Independent Regiment going out to suppress the bandits? In other words, the so-called assessment of the recruit company this time is a complete failure, even if the bandits are exterminated, what does it have to do with the recruit company?
Xiang Xiang and Ling Hong watched the mountain eagle draw the bandits' firepower arrangement on the mountain road on the ground, and their faces became darker and darker.
The purpose of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger was achieved, and the bandits on the mountain did not run, but they didn't expect that this tiger was still a mutated tiger covered with thorns, which could not only bite people, but also make them have nowhere to eat tiger meat.
"Hey, it's nerve-wracking! The dog's day annoyed Lao Tzu, burned the mountain with a fire, and roasted these bastards as roast pigs. Ling Hong said to himself indignantly.
Hearing this, the eyelids of the mountain eagle on the side jumped, it is now September, and there are many young and old people in the withered grass on the mountain, if the army really deliberately burns the mountain, it does not mean that it cannot be burned. But if the mountain is really burned, not only will the bandits become roast pigs, but the animals of all sizes in the mountain will also be finished together. This is unacceptable to the mountain eagle who has lived in Heilong Mountain since he was a child, even if he hates the bandits in the mountain, he never thinks of using the entire Heilong Mountain to bury the bandits.
The mountain eagle, who had been silent, couldn't help but speak: "Sir, don't burn the mountain." Seeing Ling Hong's eyes glaring, he hurriedly added: "I know there is still a way to the mountainside." β
"What? And another way? Ling Hong and Xiangqian's eyes widened at the same time.
If there is still a way to reach the mountainside, all the problems in front of them will be solved, whether it is bandits scattered in the cracks of the rocks on both sides of the mountain road to shoot cold guns or those fortified strongholds on the cliffs, if the geographical advantage is not there, those places will become their graveyards.
"It's just that the road is a little hard. Sir, let me take you there! Seeing the hope flashing in the eyes of the two commanders, it was not good to continue to discourage their enthusiasm, so he simply took the two of them and a dozen soldiers at the foot of the mountain for more than half an hour, and came to the side of the mountain road that he thought.
When Ling Honghe looked at the field, he couldn't help but gasp, the road seemed to have a road, but this road was not from the foot of the mountain up, but on a nearly vertical cliff, the vertical cliff was thirty or forty meters high, not to mention, what was even worse was that this cliff was smooth, not even trees and vines, let alone a person, it was a monkey, and it was estimated that he could only look at the cliff and sigh.
"Mountain Eagle, are you sure this is the way?" Ling Hong squinted angrily and asked the hunter in the mountains.
As the commander of the recruit company, Ling Hong actually welcomed the arrival of the mountain hunters who were familiar with the situation in the mountains. But if you want to be a manγγγγγγ
The hunter in the mountains wears a cardigan coat showing two thick bronzed chest muscles, and a long mountain eagle tail feather is inserted on his head, and his bronzed face is like a knife and axe, which is very manly, and what is worse is that he is also carrying a rough bow, and he is handsome and plays with retro shapes. If you give him a suit, the whole thing is an evil and domineering president. If Liu Lang was here, he would definitely mistake him for Tianle's twin brother.
Anyway, a certain hunter is handsome, so that the commander of a new section who has always regarded his white face as his superiority thinks for the first time that it turns out that a black face can be so good-looking. Of course, the black fat man is not among them, and it is the aesthetic consensus of almost every era that a fat man destroys all.
Out of some kind of indescribable mind of a male, Ling Hong, who was hit by the desperate road again, would also give the mountain hunter a good look.
"Sir, of course it's a road, but it's a little harder." The mountain eagle is not very good at words, and after speaking, he walked to the edge of the cliff and rubbed himself.
In the midst of a dozen pairs of stunned eyes, it didn't take more than ten minutes for the mountain eagle with a big bow on his back to wave at the top of the cliff at the two officers who were almost blinded.
"Damn, it's really the way." Ling Hong also felt that at this time, only the mantra of the fat man group could represent his already weak little heart.