These advance team members have never encountered the guerrillas from Shaanxi. I don’t know what the situation is now! This makes the commander of the advance team trapped in a dilemma. Should he retreat immediately and return to the main force? Or stay to stop these forces?

Man, I think these people in front of me should be the same group as those who attacked the main force. I just don’t know what makes the gap between the two groups so big.

Although the commander of the advance team has been hesitating here, it has not affected the team members' quick counterattack. Compared with those guerrillas, the bullets fired by the team members are more deadly.

No one knows exactly how many minutes passed, maybe one minute or two. All the guerrillas who bravely stood up to shoot fell down.

The ones who stayed were either the guerrillas on the other side of the ambush circle, or those who were not so courageous on weekdays and survived. These people looked especially at you. The largest group of people just stood up, and some people

He was shot dead before he could even take aim. He even hid in his hiding place, not daring to move for fear of being discovered.

When the guard platoon leader saw this scene, he had expected it. If these guerrillas and the people in front were to have a gunfight, they would not be opponents at all. But he did not expect it to be so miserable. He did not even have a chance to shoot.

How many.

The instructor never thought that this would be the case. He had thought that a considerable price would be paid, but he did not expect that it would be so tragic. Even if it cost human lives, it would not be able to delay much time.

The captain said loudly to the remaining people: "Pay attention to concealment, shoot once, and change places. Don't always hide in one place."

But this doesn't change anything. It's rare for a guerrilla to have the opportunity to shoot more than three shots.

When all these courageous members were killed or injured, the guerrilla force could be considered useless.

At this time, the guard platoon leader who ran out of the ambush circle and turned back with his men carefully shot at the advance team on the defense line. At the same time, he said to the guerrilla leader and instructor: "You should take your team members and leave quickly. This is not you."

A battle that I can participate in.”

Although the captain and instructor were unwilling to do so, the situation at the scene was indeed the same.

The captain said: "You don't have many people left, so retreat with us!"

After such a long period of fighting, the number of people in the guard platoon who can fight normally is no longer less than one squad. Now every person left in the guard platoon has not only experience, but also marksmanship. Not only in the independent regiment, but also in the army

Anyone in the division can be ranked at the forefront. Only with such strength can soldiers survive this gun battle.

The guard platoon leader knew that it would be better to let these guerrillas stay, even if these people have almost zero battlefield experience and poor marksmanship. But at least they can attract the enemy's attention, making their soldiers more likely to survive.

But at this time, most of the surviving guerrillas were cowards. Even if those people stayed, they would just hide in the bunker and remain motionless. It would have no effect at all, so why let these people stay?

The guard platoon leader said: "Take the people away quickly. Although these people have fewer scars than us, they are superior to us in terms of firepower and experience. The regiment leader may not be able to defeat the other side. We need you.

Take the leader and the remaining people away from this mountain."

After finishing speaking, the guard platoon leader glanced at the captain with disdain and continued: "Besides, what can you guys do? Without our cover, none of you can escape. Clamp your tail and run!"

The captain didn't expect that the guard platoon leader would still sneer at him at this moment. He wanted to refute it, but the team members in his hands were really unsatisfactory.

The captain said: "Just wait for me. I will complain to the leader of the military division. You must come back alive. The confinement room is waiting for you."

The guard platoon leader said: "In the confinement room, I am a battle hero. The leader will lock me up. You should still worry about yourself and see what your team members look like. On the battlefield, they huddled in the bunker and did not dare to move.

, I don’t even dare to raise my head.”

The captain said: "Then why don't you tell me how many people your regular regiment will draw from our guerrillas? If you keep all those people in our regiment, your regiment leader and political commissar will all speak politely to me.

.How dare you, a small platoon leader, speak to me so loudly?"

The guard platoon leader fired a shot and quickly moved. He hid close to the captain and said, "So awesome! Such an arrogant captain, take yours with you and leave quickly."

After several moves, the instructor leaned against the root of a big tree and said to the guard platoon leader: "You probably don't have many bullets. I'll have people collect them together. Although there aren't many, I hope I can help you."

After the instructor finished speaking, he threw a cloth bag over. The platoon leader opened it and saw that there were about seventy or eighty rounds of bullets in it. The average number of people who survived now was less than ten bullets per person.

But now it is true as the instructor said, he only has four bullets left in his hand, and others believe that they are not much different.

The guard platoon leader said thank you to the instructor and urged the guerrillas to leave quickly. He loudly said to those who were still alive: "Pay attention to the ammunition and collect as much as possible!"

There is no need for the guard platoon leader to talk about this kind of thing. The surviving veterans have already started taking action. Previously, the guerrillas had not yet evacuated, attracting a lot of firepower and attention.

The veteran cautiously came to collect bullets from the shot guerrillas. Fortunately, the area was densely forested, so the ammunition collection operation went smoothly.

But as the guerrillas withdrew, the pressure on those left behind doubled. Even if they wanted to shoot and change places, they had to be cautious.

The guard platoon leader took advantage of the opportunity to change places and took a careful look. He found that the other party had already sent people to outflank him from both sides. Although he wanted to evacuate slowly and withdraw from the enemy's encirclement.

But everyone was suppressed by the opponent's firepower. And as more and more people were injured and unable to move, the remaining people couldn't even change places.

To the left of the guard platoon leader, the explosion of a grenade suddenly sounded. The platoon leader knew that there was a soldier with an injured arm over there. At this time, it seemed that the situation was more serious than the worst.

As the sound of grenades exploding spread, the guard platoon leader adjusted his prostrate posture to avoid being blown up by the breeze and hitting his wounds, always reminding himself that he was injured.

The guard platoon leader looked around nervously, not knowing from which direction the opponent would come out and shoot at him? Originally, the guard platoon leader wanted to pretend to be dead and drag the opponent to death at the last moment. But the platoon leader noticed that the opponent was abnormal.
Chapter completed!