"Battle alert! Battle Alert! ～～～”

A series of rapid shouts woke me from my sleep, and I rolled over and sat up. I saw the female soldiers who also woke up from their sleep, hurriedly put on their clothes, jumped on their shoes, and then randomly picked up their steel helmets from the pillow and buttoned them on their heads, picked up their rifles and ran out. I was lying down in a kimono, so I quickly put on my steel helmet and shoes, and rushed out of the house after them.

The women ran out of the hut and quickly entered their respective gun emplacements. I ran to Gun Position 1 and saw them in good training to remove the camouflage from their anti-aircraft machine guns and reload them. Jeanne sat in her seat, swinging the handle and turning the machine gun, trying to lock on to the enemy aircraft in the air through the scope.

I stood there a little confused, not knowing how to direct them into battle. You must know that although Lida was a squad leader before, she has always played the role of a shooter in the platoon, and has never commanded even a single battle, so she has no command experience in her consciousness for me to learn from.

When I was still in the hospital, my level of Russian, which was once comparable to that of my mother tongue, actually deteriorated greatly in the process of gradual improvement of the injury, so that there were more and more obstacles in communication with Vera in the later period, many times I could not understand what she said, and she could not understand the new terms such as TV, computer, and Internet that I occasionally came up with. In order to prevent revealing the goofs, I subconsciously reduced the number of times I talked to outsiders, trying my best to make others think that I was originally a taciturn person.

After arriving at this high ground last night, the reason why I took the deputy platoon commander and several squad leaders to wander around the position for a long time until midnight before returning to the wooden house to rest was to avoid directly confronting the dozens of female soldiers in the platoon, for fear that they would pester me to ask questions and talk too much, and I might be exposed to my true form.

After wandering around the position for several hours, the harvest was quite large. I guess Karenina also thought that I had gotten to my current position because of nepotism, and was afraid that I was not familiar with weapons, so when we came to the anti-aircraft machine gun, she deliberately stroked the body of the gun and patiently explained to me: "This is a 14.5mm quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun, which is composed of four 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine guns, it is a combination of the gun body, scope, gun mount, four-wheel two-axle saddle, towed by car. "Even though I didn't understand a lot of the terms she said, I was able to guess what she was talking about based on what she was referring to." The rate of fire per minute is 600 rounds, and the effective range is 2000 meters. Equipped with two magazines, each with 150 rounds. ······"

"Gun emplacements are ready to shoot." A sudden sound from the side interrupted my train of thought, and the deputy platoon commander, Karenina, saw me standing by the gun emplacement, in a silent daze, thinking that I was frightened and panicked, so she took my command position on her own initiative and gave orders to the various gun emplacements.

Disturbing our sleep was a German reconnaissance plane, which was hovering over the heights, the muzzle of our anti-aircraft machine guns pointed straight into the sky. The women skillfully maneuvered the machine guns, and the muzzles of the guns followed the reconnaissance planes at Karenina's commands. The reconnaissance plane flailed its wings and climbed to a height that the machine guns could not reach, as if deliberately teasing us, and recklessly circled the sky over the high ground.

"Shoot!" Karenina decisively gave the order to open fire.

Jeanne stepped on the cannon button, and the bullets shot into the sky in a dense manner. Bullet casings flew, jumping and splashing to the ground.

"Gun emplacements No. 2, gun emplacements No. 3, correcting the amount of advance, shooting!" Seeing that the attack from the first gun position did not work, Karenina did not hesitate to issue a series of new commands.

Gun positions No. 2 and No. 3 not far away also fired a dense burst of bullets.

The reconnaissance plane in the sky shook its wings, pulled up the height, and broke away from this dangerous sky. But it did not fly far, but continued to go around in circles in higher positions.

Looking at this arrogant reconnaissance plane, I couldn't help but become angry, I walked up to Jeanne and patted her on the shoulder: "Jeanne, let me try." ”

Jeanne had a surprised look on her face, but she moved her body away from the machine gun's seat and put me in the driver's seat. Although I am now gradually losing Leda's original language skills, her military skills can still be used by me. I turned the machine gun, and the barrel of the gun turned with the movement of the enemy aircraft. After a few spins around the machine gun, I was already proficient with this weapon that I had never used before.

"Comrade platoon commander, ammunition reloaded." Jeanne, who was standing next to her, reported to me.

I nodded calmly and continued to look through the scope to try to latch onto the self-righteous enemy plane. At this time, I suddenly felt a silence on the battlefield, as if everyone seemed to be expecting me.

"Knock it down." Karenina encouraged me.

I nodded calmly and focused on aiming at the enemy plane. The scope caught the enemy plane again and again, but because of the range, I never fired and continued to follow the target patiently.

"Height 1500." Karenina reported as she watched through the binoculars. "Height 1500." Jeanne repeated it aloud from the side.

"Height 1300!" "Height 1300!"

My foot stepped on the cannon button, and I slowly stepped down little by little.

"Height 1100!" "Height 1100!"

I bit my lip and patiently turned the barrel of the gun, and the reticle on the scope unbiased the enemy plane.

"Height 900! Shoot! "Shoot!"

The targets of enemy planes are getting bigger and clearer. "Die~~~" I couldn't help but yelled in Chinese,

Then he pressed the gun button hard, and a string of bullets rushed out of the muzzle and fired at the enemy plane. As I kept pressing the gun button, a dense stream of bullets continued to shoot into the air.

Long black smoke was pulled out from behind the tail of the enemy aircraft, which made a big turn in the air and fled in the direction of the German positions.

"Hit, hit!" Jeanne was the first to jump and shout frantically, followed by the screams and cheers of the female soldiers from the field.

The first battle of the anti-aircraft machine gun platoon on the unnamed heights ended with the wounding of an enemy aircraft.