Chapter 567: A Tragic Battlefield
The dark smoke of gunpowder obscured the entire battlefield, and the distant mountains and forests were shrouded in a haze, and only the outline was exposed, which could not be seen really.
The sharp whistling sound of the shells tearing through the air rang out from time to time, the bright light from the explosion was dazzling, and the sweeping air waves carried a large amount of gravel and sediment rose into the air with black smoke, leaving a shocking crater on the ground.
The sound of gunfire came from the looming smoke, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, sometimes far away, sometimes near, so that every recruit who arrived at the battlefield was tense, dizzy, not knowing how wide the battlefield was.
The veterans walking in the queue were calm, and although the sound of gunfire rang out from time to time in the smoke nearby, they did not have the slightest worry.
After a bloody battle, most of the time because the battlefield is obscured by gunsmoke, you can't see clearly how wide it is, and you can't see the enemy clearly, and most of the time you need to use your ears to carefully distinguish it.
Capable veterans can judge the number of enemies by the sound of gunfire, whether they are friendly troops or devils, of course, the battlefield situation is complex, and it is not necessarily accurate every time, but most of the time it is not far from ten.
"Bang-" A dull burst of gunfire rang out in the area on the left, and the light machine guns howled.
The recruits who were marching towards the battlefield in the smoke of gunfire suddenly rioted, many of them immediately fell to the ground in fright, and some were busy pulling the bolts of their guns and preparing to shoot at the unclear area of engagement.
"Don't mess around, hide in place! No shots are allowed without an order! ”
The sudden sound of gunfire nearby made the recruits feel like they were facing a great enemy, but the veterans who served in each squad and platoon had a calm face, and their short and powerful voices were like a booster, which made the recruits' tense bodies relax a little.
The exchange of fire that took place nearby was sudden, but it ended quickly, and the gunfire stopped abruptly after less than two minutes of crackling.
The recruit Luo Wencai lay behind a ridge in a lying position, trying to open his eyes wide to see the situation in the long-lasting gunsmoke, but in vain.
The armies of both sides had been fighting on this battlefield for a week, and the wooded valleys had blocked the circulation of air, the smoke could not disperse, and the view was greatly restricted.
The gunfire stopped, and the hidden brothers stared intently in the direction of the exchange of fire except for heavy breathing, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.
"Battalion deputy, who won?" Luo Wencai gently touched Qin Shou, the deputy battalion commander lying next to him, and carefully lowered his voice and asked.
Qin Shou withdrew his gaze from the smoke of gunpowder, reinserted the shell gun into the holster on his waist, and replied in a low voice, "It should be our people who won." ”
Qin Shou had already heard it clearly just now, it was the seventy-nine rifle that shot first, although the exchange of fire was mixed with the crisp sound of three or eight big covers, and the Czech light machine gun was the last to stop.
"Battalion deputy, you can't see that side, how do you know that our people have won?" Recruit Luo Wencai said suspiciously.
Deputy battalion commander Qin Shou reached out and took out the kettle from his waist, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water, moistened his dry throat, and then replied slowly: "On the battlefield, we have to listen to all directions, see the six ways, and when we can't see, we must listen with our hearts to distinguish the difference between the devil's gunfire and our gunfire......
After Qin Shou's words, the recruit Luo Wen suddenly realized, looking at the calm veterans around him, his admiration for them rose to a new height.
"There's still a lot you need to learn if you want to survive." Qin Shou patted the shoulder of the recruit Luo Wencai to show encouragement, and turned his head to beckon to Su Er, the captain and company commander who was lying not far away.
Su Er carried a seventy-nine rifle and ran to Qin Shou's side and lay on the ground, and said, "Battalion deputy, what are your orders." ”
Qin Shou pointed to the place where the fire had just been exchanged and ordered, "Bring a few brothers over to see the situation." ”
"Yes." Su Er replied and went back with a cat's waist, and soon several veterans with a cat's waist disappeared from the brothers' field of vision.
Soon footsteps could be heard in the invisible smoke, and Su Er returned with the brothers, followed by more than a dozen unkempt friendly brothers carrying stretchers.
Su Er made a safe gesture to Qin Shou from a distance, Qin Shou patted the dirt on his body and stood up, shouting at the distance at the top of his voice: "Safety!" ”
The brothers stood up one after another, looking at the group of people who had come from the area of war, they were dirty, ragged, and no longer human.
When they got closer, they could smell the sour smell of their bodies, and on the stretcher they were carrying several brothers who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they were hurrying towards the rear.
The strong smell of blood flowed all the way down the place they walked, looking at the brothers who were lying on stretchers whose fate was unknown, the brothers who were heading to the front line turned sideways to give way, their faces solemn, and watched them disappear from view.
"A stream of infiltrated little devils has been extinguished." Captain Company Commander Su Er put the rifle on his shoulder again, and casually reported to the deputy battalion commander Qin Shouyu.
Qin Shou and the devils have fought countless bloody battles on the battlefield, the devils often send countless small forces to infiltrate their defense lines, and they also have many commandos who often sneak into the devils' positions and throw grenades, which are all things that they are used to, so they don't care.
Qin Shou ran and made a brief report to Yang Ling, making sure that this group of little devils had been eliminated, Yang Ling and they did not stop, and the winding team continued to move forward.
The recruits, who had been so energetic before the start of the battle, had long since lost the enthusiasm they had had before and were replaced by pale complexions and tense faces.
The procession walked silently through the ruined battlefield, the sweltering air oppressive and hot, and the occasional stench could be heard.
The corpses that had not been cleaned up because of the fighting were discarded, and the roadside was rotting and stinking, and it was only possible to distinguish from the dirty military uniforms and steel helmets whether they were their own people or devils, but most of them were devils who had been killed.
Before the outcome of this battle is decided, both sides will not have the time and energy to dispose of these corpses, so they can only lie in the mud and rot.
The September weather was extremely hot, and the corpses were decomposing rapidly, and many of the corpses on the roadside were covered with flies, and whenever someone passed by, a large number of flies would buzz up, and if you looked closely, there were countless white maggots wriggling on the rotting corpses.
Many of the recruits couldn't stand this scene, and they vomited all the way until their feet became weak, and the veterans laughed and scolded them for not being productive.
If he was ridiculed and scolded by the veterans so much on the training ground, the recruits' self-esteem would definitely refute it, but now they can't help but vomit when they open their mouths, how can they take care of the ridicule of the veterans.
The procession continued to advance, about four or five miles through the thick fog, when the gunfire in front of them became fierce, and the herald on thin horses once again gave the order to stay in place and stand by.
"It's all in the crater over there."
The shouts of the junior officers drove the recruits into shocking craters, which were left a few days ago, and the bottom of the pit was already filled with a puddle of dirty water.
But now the recruits can't care so much, and they jump into the crater one after another as a squad like dumplings, gasping for breath.