"I will take one battalion to attack the left flank hill, you take three battalions to attack the right flank hill, and the second battalion will be a reserve, and it must be taken down before dawn!"

Zhang Handuo's face was tense, full of seriousness, Yang Ling knew that this was a must-fight, and nodded in agreement with his plan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The brethren entered their positions under the cover of night, spread out in front of their respective targets, and looked at the swarthy hills, smelling the pungent smell of rot, and the hearts of the recruits tightened.

Yang Ling led the third battalion to attack the hill on the right flank, and it was only three or four hundred meters from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but it was dug up in a mess by the devils, covered with countless wooden stakes and barbed wire.

By the light of the burning flames, the bodies of the sacrificed brothers of the 147th Brigade lay on many barbed wires, and their bodies were spread halfway up the mountain.

The top of the hill is a larger mound, but the little devil's field fortifications are strong, and in a short period of time, this mound is as airtight as an iron pass.

The little devil has strong individual strength, and his weapons and firepower are also strong, and he is stubbornly guarding the mountain at the moment, and his feint attack is extremely unfavorable to Yang Ling and them.

Yang Ling lay in the crater, observing the mountain held by the devils, his head turned rapidly, thinking about a strategy to break the enemy.

Before he could come up with a reason, the gunfire on the left flank suddenly rang out, and in a short period of time, countless bullets flew with the light, like fireflies scurrying all over the sky, and the sharp and dull sound made the battlefield noisy.

The regiment commander Zhang Handuo had already commanded a battalion to take the lead in attacking the left flank of the mountain, and in the fierce gunfire of the guns, shouting to kill the heavens, the brothers of the first battalion were rushing forward and launching a fierce charge towards the mountain.

"Deputy of the regiment, we can't wait!" Seeing that the first battalion had launched an attack, the deputy battalion commander opened the safety of the shell gun and urged.

According to the agreement, the two sides will attack together to put pressure on the little devils so that they can't support each other.

Now that the battalion commanded by Zhang Handuo has been involved with the little devils, Yang Ling and their side will not be able to launch it.

Yang Ling couldn't think of any way to break the enemy for a while, he simply didn't bother to think about it, and launched a tentative attack first.

He patted the old cigarette gun on the shoulder and ordered, "Take one up and test it—"

The old smoking gun understood, raised his arm and beckoned to the field behind him: "Junko!" The one who took you with me! ”

The commander of the company waved his big hand forward, and with the sound of bumping footsteps and the impact of the butts of the guns, more than a hundred brothers in the company emerged from the dark field like haunts, and then crossed Yang Ling and them with their waists bent over, and touched towards the top of the mountain.

"Spread out! Spread out! The veterans looked warily at the quiet hill and whispered to the recruits who were huddled together.

The recruits set foot on the battlefield for the first time, and they had to fight those vicious devils, perhaps because of fear, most of them joined the group to keep warm, so that often more than a dozen people huddled together.

In this kind of offensive battle, in order to prevent being attacked by the opponent's machine guns and bombs, most of the attacking teams are divided into countless battle groups to pull the skirmish line alternately to cover the advance.

But before these recruits were added to the army, some of them had not even touched their guns, let alone any offensive tactics, and they could only rely on the battlefield teaching of the veterans, and as for whether they could survive, it really could only depend on luck.

However, if the recruit can survive the first battle, then the second battle will become proficient, which will greatly reduce the casualty rate.

The old smoker led the brothers to step on the corpses of the ruins, and kept moving forward for a distance of about two hundred meters, but the position of the devil soldiers was quiet, and there was a dead silence.

"Battalion Vice, I don't feel right."

The commander of the first company, Junko, who was also an old scout, leaned sideways against a blood-stained stone and stopped.

The old smoker also felt that something was wrong, the hill on the left flank was crackling and lively, but the hill on this side was eerily quiet, and he felt that the dark devil position was like a bloodthirsty net, waiting for them.

When the recruits saw the veterans lying down, they also fell to the ground, looking nervously ahead, their palms sweating.

"Rack up the machine gun!" The old cigarette gun commanded the back, and then patted the shoulders of the two brothers beside him: "Go up and explore the road—"

Both brothers were veterans, and after taking a deep breath, one of the veterans quickly ran about two meters from the concealment to jumping into a crater, hurriedly holding his rifle over his shoulder.

But there was still no movement on the little devil's side, and the other brother also advanced a few meters, but when he was about to get up and move forward again, suddenly a string of fire flashed in the darkness ahead.

"Teng Teng Teng—"

The dull sound of heavy machine guns suddenly rang out, and a barrage of bullets flew in, knocking the half-up brother to the ground with a pop.

Another brother tried to drag the hit brother into the crater, but a grenade flew and landed at his feet.

In the light of the explosion, the brother was overturned by the strong wave of air, his head was dizzy, and he struggled to get up, and the rifle bullets came one after another, and he finally did not get up.

"Brethren! Give Lao Tzu a hit! The old smoker roared as he raised his shell gun and shot it forward.

The veterans relied on the craters to stealthily return fire, while the recruits were stunned by the sudden exchange of fire.

They huddled in the craters, shivering behind the stones and debris of the bullets that kept whizzing past them.

Occasionally, one or two recruits were bold enough to raise their hands and put their guns like veterans, but the huge aftershock force of the rifles almost dislocated them, and the bullets did not know where to go.

In such a brutal battlefield, not to mention those recruits who have only learned to shoot, even those veterans who have undergone strict training, their strength on weekdays can only be exerted less than eighty percent, after all, training and actual combat are two different things.

"Ahh There were poorly concealed recruits who were hit by bullets and rolled on the ground howling.

"Drag him down!" Listening to the howling of the wounded, a platoon commander dragged them into the crater.

"Roll up and shoot! Don't lie on your stomach all the time! The veterans fired several shots, but when they saw that the recruits didn't fire a single shot, they were angry and rudely cursed.

The veterans' scolding came and went, and the recruits cautiously poked out half of their heads, but as soon as they fired a shot indiscriminately, they shrank back in embarrassment like a hedgehog in danger.

"Fuck, aim and hit again! Whoever dares to waste the bullet again, Lao Tzu will kill him! "Watching the recruits fire their guns in the sky made the veterans angry.

But the old smoking gun they don't have time to teach the veteran a lesson now, looking at the two devil machine guns blocking the way, he roared: "Machine gun suppression!" The demolition team went up and blew it up for me! ”

The machine guns of the company turned their muzzles and howled, and the bullets were impenetrable towards the two machine guns of the devil.

The three brothers of the demolition team rushed out with the explosives bag, one of them had just taken two steps and fell down like a wooden stake, and the other two brothers did not even look at it, and continued to approach while the devil's machine gun changed the magazine.