Zhou Wen also collected his emotions and said with a smile: "Thank you, why am I suddenly sentimental? I'm still a little nervous about tomorrow's battle!"
When everyone heard that there was a battle tomorrow, their spirits were shaken. They were pretending and lurking every day. Although they didn't complain, they were also annoyed, weren't they? They quickly calmed down and waited for Zhou Wen's next words.
Zhou Wen nodded with satisfaction and said: "We are here this time to make a great contribution. I monitored the station today and found that the senior official of the National Army I was waiting for has arrived, and he will not leave tomorrow. There will be cavalry coming tomorrow night.
During the attack, we just want to help him repel the enemy and protect him. Do you think this is a great achievement?"
Gao Xiaoshan asked: "Sir, how big an official is he? Are you the commander of the National Army here?"
Zhou Wen smiled and said: "He is the highest commander of all the National Army."
Hiss! Everyone took a breath, and Miaohua said hesitantly: "It's the principal..." "Yes, it's him." Zhou Wen replied before he could finish.
Miaohua looked at Zhou Wen strangely and said jokingly: "The Lord Buddha gave it to you in a dream, right?"
Zhou Wen laughed out loud and said: "Yes, Lord Buddha gave it to me in a dream. I will explain it this way in the future."
The next day, Zhou Wen continued to monitor the station. The train was still parked, and officers kept coming in and out of the middle car. It seemed that the principal was on the train.
In the afternoon, Zhang Xiaoping, who was monitoring the train, called and reported: "Brother, the train is still parked, but another train has left behind the locomotive, and the car with the antenna is still there."
After hearing this, Zhou Wen suddenly realized that the locomotive was not there, so when the cavalry attacked at night, the situation was in crisis because he couldn't run away even if he wanted to!
Zhou Wen looked at the time and said to everyone: "Everyone, get ready. Eat dry food first, and then move to the designated location after dark.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark. A group of moving bushes slowly crawled to the east and lurked on a high slope 800 meters away from the station. This small highland was a location that Zhou Wen had long favored.
By 11 o'clock, there was no sound even from the station. Zhou Wen raised his hand and gave the order, and all the team members quickly climbed to the open space under the high slope with shovels and started digging.
Zhou Wen's plan was to dig small straight holes in the open space a few hundred meters in front of the high slope. If the enemy cavalry rushed up too fast, these small holes that could break the horse's legs would be their nightmare.
In less than an hour, there were dense horse trap holes within 200 meters of the surrounding area. Then it was time to dig out machine gun positions, mortar positions, and shooting positions.
At 3 o'clock in the morning, fierce gunshots and explosions suddenly came from the direction of the airport. Soon, flames shot into the sky. On the high slopes, the flames could be seen reddening half of the night sky.
The train car at the station turned on its lights, and the station began to get busy. People were moving in front of the car, and people kept jumping out of the car. Zhou Wen used the station lights to see that about two hundred people had set up a simple building in front of the train.
defensive position.
He turned around and signaled everyone in sign language to prepare for battle.
At 4 o'clock in the morning, the transport team members who were lying on the ground felt a slight vibration coming from the ground. Then the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance. Even Zhou Wen started to get a little nervous. After all, he didn't know how many people were fighting against the cavalry on the plain.
The cavalry is always a little unsteady.
The sound got closer and closer, and the earth began to shake. A long line of torches and a long line of undulating black shadows rushed over like a flood with the deafening sound of horse hooves.
Everyone felt breathless, their throats were dry, and their lips were white. They were shocked, just shocked. This was just a few hundred cavalry, what would it be like if there were thousands or tens of thousands!
At 500 meters, 400 meters, and 300 meters, Zhou Wen suddenly changed to a kneeling position on one leg. He raised his gun and fired. The bullet accurately hit the target. The man spread his hands, flipped upside down and fell off the horse.
Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire, and the bullets sprayed out by the six machine guns were like sweeping wind and rain, sweeping along the front of the cavalry team to the middle of the team, and after a short pause, they swept back to the front from the middle.
The machine guns arranged by Zhou Wen were clustered together, and the distance between each machine gun was no more than one meter. The purpose was to use the dense rain of bullets to slow down the enemy's forward speed, so that the long gun group could shoot more accurately.
The spearmen were no longer nervous as soon as they fired, and just followed the shots in front. They saw the opponent's cavalry falling one after another, and one after another appeared in sight.
Gradually, the feeling of shooting bandits in the sky came back again. The more I shot, the more excited I became, and the more excited I became, the more accurate I became.
In the first minute, Xu Dacheng's artillery fired ten shots. The artillery hit the middle of the group where the cavalry was concentrated, blasting hundreds of cavalry into chaos.
Seeing the ferocious firepower of this high slope, the opponent's rear group of nearly two hundred cavalry spontaneously launched an attack on the high slope, vowing to capture the high ground.
At this time, the team members also discovered that the opponent could not fire on a horse that was galloping at high speed, so they all used a kneeling position to shoot, which gave them a wider view and more accurate shooting.
The two hundred cavalrymen who stormed the high ground were shot through by six machine guns on the way.
When they were close to 200 meters, the grenades started to show their power and exploded in front of the enemy. Two people even rushed too fast and were knocked off their horses by the grenades.
The horses under the enemy's feet also began to fall to the ground, screaming in pain, and some people kept screaming and flying out, falling heavily to the ground, and then being trampled and kicked away again by the horses behind them.
The leading officer shouted: "Be careful, there is a horse trap underground, ah!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was shot to death by Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen once again entered the monster grabbing mode and was immersed in shooting. He no longer needed to aim with his eyes, but was shooting based on his feeling. The flames ejected from the Ying Qiqi rifle were jumping and singing happily. It was basically OK.
Ignore reload time.
The enemy cavalry began to panic. Some wanted to continue charging, while others wanted to turn around and retreat. The formation was in chaos.
Suddenly, there was a dense "tat-tat-tat" sound not far away from the feet, and Miaohua, who had been lurking for a long time, suddenly launched an attack from the side with her action team.
The timing of the attack was perfectly timed. Under the firepower of seven Thompson submachine guns loaded with 100-round drum magazines, all the remaining cavalry attacking the highlands were annihilated. The ground was filled with the wails and neighs of injured horses.
The fighting lasted for less than four minutes. At least four hundred of the incoming cavalry fell. The remaining nearly a hundred cavalry were frightened and fled. All the riflemen stood up and started shooting at the enemy's back.
Before the enemy could escape 300 meters away, dozens more were shot down. The sound of gunfire gradually became sparse. It was not that they missed the target, but that they were no longer visible.
Only Zhou Wen was still firing, one shot at a time. Someone was also shooting in the direction of the station, also one shot at a time, but at a slower pace.
Zhou Wen had already discovered the gunman at the station, because there was only one rifle shooting, and it was still shooting. After the enemies were attracted by the firepower from the high slope, the rifle started firing, and the shots were accurate and steady.
When the enemy fled 300 meters away, Zhou Wen hit four more people, and that person hit two more.
"He is also a person with night vision!" Zhou Wen thought.
Seeing the dozens of remaining cavalry fleeing into the darkness, "Boom!", Xu Dacheng fired his last shot in the direction of the deserters, and then there were explosions and screams. Zhou Wen gave him a thumbs up, Xu Dacheng
Hehehe laughed.
Zhou Wen put away his gun and said loudly: "Report the injury."
The same answer came from each group in the darkness: "Report, no casualties."
Zhou Wen let out a long sigh, fearing that his team members would be hit by stray bullets in the darkness, and he was very satisfied now.
He ordered loudly: "Each team is cleaning the battlefield, be sure to pay attention to those who are pretending to be dead, and bring over the intact war horses."