"Timov! Captain Timov!" Wei Ran shouted at the top of his voice, while pointing in the direction of the camp.
"It's the campground!"
Captain Timov reacted instantly and immediately called the wide-eyed corporal next to him to gather his men.
"Are you sure you want to go back?" Wei Ran grabbed Timov's arm and asked seriously.
"Our supplies are all there!" Before Captain Timov could speak, the corporal next to him whom Wei Ran didn't recognize spoke up.
"Look at that black smoke."
Wei Ran raised his hand and pointed at the black smoke that had floated over the forest and asked, "Do you think you can see that black smoke from a few kilometers away? In other words, do you think those compressed biscuits in the camp can produce such thick black smoke?
?"
"What do you want to say?" the corporal asked impatiently.
"Artillery Guide" Timov instantly understood what Wei Ran wanted to say, and at the same time he shuddered subconsciously.
There is no doubt that once they go back, they will be hit by mortars again before the black smoke goes out!
"Let's go notify other troops!" the corporal said with a pale face.
"Tom!" Timov called to the other party, "We should go find the German mortars now!"
"What did you say?" Corporal Tom asked subconsciously. "Just send someone to inform them."
Timov explained seriously, "At this time, the German mortar team must be waiting for the bombardment order, and they will definitely not run away. This is our opportunity. As long as we deal with their mortars, it is equivalent to saving lives."
Others. And the most important thing is, even if we rush back now, we will not be able to save those unpalatable compressed biscuits except to die."
Tom's expression changed, and he finally said, "I only have six people in my hand, Trevor! Your arm was shot and you can't continue fighting, so you go notify other teams and go to the rear to find a medic to bandage it for you!"
"
"Come back alive," the soldier named Trevor said seriously. At the same time, he took out a few compressed biscuits and a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and distributed them to the people around him.
"Good boy, run faster!"
Corporal Tom patted the opponent's face and hung a shiny whistle around the opponent's neck. The latter immediately covered his hastily bandaged arm and ran to other teams in a hurry.
"Let's go," Corporal Tom said, loading his Garand rifle.
"Let me join the investigation team," Wei Ran said proactively. Although this investigation team was dangerous, he didn't want to carry the bazooka in this coniferous forest.
"We are responsible for the investigation," Timov said to Corporal Tom.
Corporal Tom glanced at Wei Ran, reached out and took out his 1911 pistol and handed it over, "I'll lend it to you, remember to return it to me alive."
"I have a weapon." Wei Ran patted the submachine gun he picked up.
Seeing this, Tom shrugged and put the pistol back into the holster on his waist, "Timov, let's go!"
"let's go!"
Captain Timov waved his hand, led Wei Ran and Buck, distanced themselves from each other, and chased after them along the vague traces in the forest.
After marching cautiously in the forest for less than twenty minutes, the unique whistle of mortars flying over our heads was heard, and behind us, there was a faint sound of explosions in the direction of the camp!
Everyone looked at each other, and Timov immediately signaled to speed up the pace. At this time, two particularly conspicuous tracks appeared in the dense forest, and they could be distinguished at a glance as the track marks of a half-track motorcycle and the tire tracks sandwiched in between.
All their team has to do is follow these three ruts.
It can be seen that after the recent battle experience, the temporarily merged team that survived has become a lot smarter.
At the very least, there was no need to be reminded at all, everyone knew to keep their distance and always pay attention to available bunkers around them.
However, Wei Ran, Timov, and Buck, who were walking at the front of the team, soon realized something was wrong. Timov, who was walking in the middle, even more
He squatted down and raised his fists.
After everyone stopped and took cover, Timov, who was leaning against a big tree, was silent for a moment and said, "The other party is playing tricks on us. They must have discovered us."
"Captain Timov, what are you talking about?" One of the soldiers following them asked in confusion.
"We're going in circles"
Wei Ran was the first to say, "Look at the dead pine tree in the nine o'clock direction. We were on the left side of that tree just now, but now we are on its right side. In other words, we just followed the ruts for a long time.
A big circle."
"What should we do now?" Another soldier asked, taking out a kettle and taking a sip, obviously not realizing the seriousness of the problem.
"We can't keep following the ruts."
Captain Timov put away his compass, "Obviously, those Germans are planning to capture them alive. They must have been blocked behind us."
"And there might be an ambush ahead," Corporal Tom guessed worriedly, "Timov, what should we do?"
After looking at Wei Ran who was not far away from him, Timov looked around again before making a decision, "Let's go to the right and jump out of their encirclement first."
"Everyone spread out as much as possible." Buck stood up as he spoke and walked ahead.
Under his leadership, this small team of only 9 people also quickened their pace, almost jogging away from the place, and also left the three ruts that guided the target.
Gradually, everyone discovered that there were fewer and fewer U.S. military corpses along the way that could almost be used as road signs, and even the barbed wire formations that were most likely to hide mines were gone.
However, before they could be happy for a long time, a gunshot suddenly sounded from the direction behind them!
Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, the soldier who was walking at the end of the team and carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder fell to the ground with a thud. The rocket launcher he had been carrying also fell from his hands and fell on the thick and soft leaf litter.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sniper!" Corporal Tom, who had been secretly watching behind him, was the first to shout a reminder.
The other people who also heard the gunshots reacted not at all slowly. When the second gunshots reached their ears, they ran to the nearest pine tree as fast as possible.
But even so, the soldier holding the bar machine gun was still hit in the thigh and stumbled to the ground.
"It's over! Surround the area for reinforcements!"
Wei Ran immediately guessed the enemy's intention. However, before he could remind him, a soldier had already taken off his equipment and rushed towards the screaming companion without thinking. And the others led by Corporal Tom also
Immediately fire in the direction of the bullet to suppress and provide cover.
But even so, the soldier who rushed to rescue was still accurately hit in the calf by a bullet! He also staggered and fell next to the companion he wanted to save.
"Don't rescue!" Timov shouted loudly, "Destroy the snipers first! Suppress with rifle fire!"
Before he finished speaking, Corporal Tom rushed to the body of the first soldier who was shot, bent down, grabbed the bazooka, rolled and hid behind a pine tree.
"Cover me! I saw him! He's at the root of the fallen pine tree we just passed by!" Corporal Tom, who had grabbed the rocket launcher, shouted loudly.
"Fire!"
Without Captain Timov's orders at all, several people in this team who used Garand rifles pulled the triggers in the specified direction!
At the same time, the wounded man who wanted to save his companions but got hit by him also endured the severe pain and moved his body, grabbed the fallen BAR machine gun, sat on the ground and pulled the trigger!
Under this fairly intensive fire cover and clear target guidance, Buck and Timov rushed out first, dragging the two wounded men behind the pine tree before the machine gun could empty its bullets, and Tom, who had picked up the rocket launcher,
The corporal also saw the opportunity and pulled the trigger at the lying pine tree!
"call out!"
When the rocket flew out, almost all the soldiers had smiles on their faces as if they were sure of victory, and even those holding rockets with insufficient range
Submachine gun, pay attention to the Wei Ran on the left and right. They can't help but sigh at the abundant firepower of Sha Laomei.
However, at exactly this moment, the unique roar of the 42 general-purpose machine gun came from the direction they were heading!
Under the undisguised muzzle flash, a soldier whose back had just been exposed due to the suppressed fire was unfortunately struck by a bullet in the back, and clouds of blood mist exploded!
"hidden!
Timov roared at the top of his lungs, but the submachine gun in his hand could not reach the machine gun at all, and the wounded man who was dragged back by him had just emptied the machine gun magazine in his hand.
At this time, Wei Ran could not care about others, he rolled and crawled towards a depression on the right, and the machine gun seemed to have discovered him, and actually chased him and hit him.
I don't know whether it was the opponent's inexperience or Wei Ran's luck, but the moment he flew towards the muddy depression, the machine gun suddenly stopped firing!
"He's out of bullets!" Wei Ran shouted at the top of his lungs, "Spread out! Quickly spread out, move away!"
Almost subconsciously, the few soldiers who were lucky to survive ran in both directions risking their lives. Timov and Buck immediately picked up a blood-stained Garand and shot it in the direction of the machine gun.
The radio was activated!
"Timov! We are responsible for taking care of the snipers!" Corporal Tom shouted, "The machine gun is handed over to you!
"receive!
Timov responded loudly, took out a magazine from the ammunition bag of a corpse, and tapped Buck's helmet. After the latter took it, he immediately picked up another one, tapped the helmet, and prepared a replacement order.
Prepare.
Just when the two of them safely handed their backs to Corporal Tom and several other surviving wounded soldiers, the latter also worked almost back-to-back with them, pouring bombs including rockets in the direction of the snipers.
At the same time, the only uninjured soldier besides Tom also carried a submachine gun, bent over and ran towards the sniper's position risking his life.
In the midst of this unusually dense firefight, Wei Ran used all his strength to get up from the muddy depression, and also ran desperately towards the direction where the machine gun had just opened fire.
"Da da da!"
Before the machine gun could fire again, Wei Ran flew behind a pine tree. While he was attracting firepower, Timov, who had already completed reloading and changing positions, finally seized the opportunity and aimed at the machine gunner again.
The trigger was pulled!
After this gunshot, the intensive strafing suddenly stopped again, and Wei Ran no longer hid, and regardless of the firefight behind him, he jumped out again and ran towards the opponent's machine gun position. At the same time, Timov and
Buck also covered each other and rushed over.
When Wei Ran crossed a pile of rubble, he saw at a glance that at the top of a slope directly ahead, there was a blond young man wearing a youth league uniform who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, trying to push away and suppress him.
The body of the machine gun. Next to him, there was a half-track motorcycle towing a cargo bed.
When he found Wei Ran, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Then he hurriedly pulled out an unknown 1911 pistol from the waist of the same young corpse, and pointed towards it with a fierce expression.
Weiran pulled the trigger!
"boom!"
After the crisp gunfire, a bullet hole the size of a fingernail appeared on the trunk of the pine tree where Wei Ran was hiding. Wei Ran, who was hiding behind the tree first, also sighed, stretched out the muzzle of his submachine gun, and closed the gun.
He pulled the trigger with his eyes open.
Amidst the gunshots, the screams suddenly started and then stopped. Immediately afterwards, he also heard the sound of a body falling to the ground with a thud.
After easily defeating the only enemy, Wei Ran immediately jumped out of the bunker and walked over quickly.
The half-shot bullets just left five or six bullet holes in the body of this too young enemy, which were already overflowing with blood.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But even so, he seemed to still be conscious, lying on his back on the ground, trying hard to move his thin lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he could only
He could let the dark red blood flow out from the corners of his mouth, dyeing the already withered leaves beneath him red.
Kicking the pistol out of the opponent's hand, Wei Ran was far better at this moment than he was.
He squatted down in front of the young soldier and put his ear close to it.
"Mom...Mom..." The young soldier murmured effortlessly, as if he didn't mind letting the enemy who knocked him down see his weak side before death.
Another idiot...
Wei Ran bent down to pick up the pistol that he had just kicked aside, put the muzzle of the gun against the opponent's Tianling Cap, and pulled the trigger again with his eyes closed.
"boom!"
After the crisp gunfire, Wei Ran stood up and turned over the body that was still pressed against the machine gun.
This corpse was equally young. The fatal wound came from a bullet that hit his eye socket. On the neck of this equally young corpse, he could still see a clear strawberry mark.
But it is a pity that, like the corpse just now, he is not the Dominic Wei Ran is looking for on this trip.
He untied the belt around the opponent's waist and took away the leather pistol holster with an extra magazine fixed on it. He hung it casually on his waist along with the pistol. Only then did Wei Ran pick up the machine gun and take the magazine chain box beside him.
.
Putting all these things into a tow truck that contained a lot of explosives, he immediately got into the driver's seat of the half-track motorcycle, turned around and drove to the center of the firefight in a familiar manner.
However, almost at the same time as he climbed over the slope, a bullet flew past the edge of his helmet. Wei Ran subconsciously shrank his neck, and then he saw a bullet emerging from where he had just been hiding not far away.
Timov came, and Buck, who was grinning apologetically and happily behind another tree not far away.
"Sorry, sorry, I thought you were killed by the Germans." Buck explained awkwardly.
"Get in the car quickly, let's go help them!" Wei Ran pointed behind him.
Upon hearing this, Timov immediately knelt down on the back seat of the half-track motorcycle, then took off his backpack and placed it on the hood between him and Weiran, and placed the machine gun that Weiran had just captured on it.
.
Buck, on the other hand, was sitting on a cargo compartment filled with grenades and various landmines, holding a submachine gun and looking left and right behind him vigilantly.
This time, Wei Ran called Corporal Tom loudly from a distance. After catching the other person's attention, he immediately flashed his car lights, fearing that he would shoot him just like Buck did just now.
Corporal Tom, who had just subconsciously aimed the bazooka at the satellite, immediately raised the launch port, turned around, aimed at the big tree they passed before, and pulled the trigger again.
Looking forward along the fast-moving rocket, Wei Ran's heart tightened. In just a moment, the soldier who had just closed the distance under the cover of his companions like him had fallen to the ground on his back.
There was movement.
Not only that, even of the two wounded men beside Corporal Tom, only one was left, and he could still be suppressed with the help of the bar machine gun.
"Rush over!"
Captain Timov leaned into Wei Ran's ear and shouted loudly, then turned around and shouted, "Buck! Go help Tom!"
Upon hearing this, Buck immediately jumped out of the tow truck and trotted all the way to the hiding place. He raised his Garand rifle and began to help suppress it.
Upon seeing this, Weiran immediately raised his speed and stepped on the accelerator. Amidst the roar of the engine, the half-track motorcycle, still dragging the drag bucket, roared towards the location where the rocket had just hit, and knelt down before Weiran.
Timov on the seat behind him was also ready to fire at any time!
However, when they walked around the dead tree that was already on fire, there was no sign of the sniper here!
"boom!"
Sudden gunshots came from the side, and Timov immediately turned the muzzle of the machine gun and pulled the trigger in the corresponding direction.
Amidst the intensive gunfire, Wei Ran also noticed that in the direction they came from, there was a dog sitting in the clearing in the forest looking at them!
"broken!"
Wei Ran only had time to let out an exclamation before he turned the handlebars fiercely and increased his speed again!
Although this sudden change of direction almost threw Timov off, it also succeeded in allowing a bullet that was supposed to hit one of them to miss the half-track motorcycle.
The tip of the handlebar flew over!
"Hurry up! I hit him!" Timov shouted, holding on to the railing on the car body.
"Five o'clock! Hit that dog!" Wei Ran reminded loudly.
Hearing this, Timov, who was kneeling on the seat, immediately turned around and straddled the center of the rear seat of the half-track motorcycle. He held a machine gun with few bullets left and aimed it at the one who was still sitting on the grass.
The dog pulls the trigger again!
However, until he emptied the few bullets left in the bullet chain, due to Wei Ran's constant disguise, he didn't hit the dog at all. Instead, another sniper who didn't know where he was hiding shot a bullet.
It hit the tow truck that was about to be overturned by the gas, leaving a clear bullet hole in the tire fender on one side of the cargo bed.
Looking at the explosives in the cargo compartment with a cold sweat on his face, Timov twisted his neck and shouted, "Catch them! Let's get out of here quickly!"
"Sit tight!"
Wei Ran, who had already completed the U-turn, gave a loud reminder, speeded up and bypassed the thick pine trees, and stopped almost roughly beside Tom and others.
"Get in the car quickly! How are you doing?" Timov jumped out of the car, placed the machine gun that had been replaced with a new ammunition belt behind a pine tree, and asked while aiming behind him.
"Only Owen, but he also needs treatment." Corporal Tom said very quickly.
"Vic..."
"Let me take a look." Wei Ran didn't wait for Timov and Buck to finish speaking, then he moved closer to the wounded man.
After some inspection, although he opened the first-aid kit he had obtained from the medical soldier's book, he still said while he was busy, "The bullet shattered his ankle joint. He may need amputation, and there was another bullet that hit him."
It hit his thigh, which caused him to lose some serious blood. All I can do now is to help him stop the bleeding. He needs to go to the rear hospital now."
As he spoke, Wei Ran had already thrown away the used disposable morphine, and then directly inserted the hemostat into the wound on his thigh, first pulled out the bullet, and then took an extra pair of hemostatic forceps to directly clamp the bleeding wound.
major blood vessels.
What made Buck and Tom's lips twitch as they were busy taking out the explosives from the cargo compartment was that Wei Ran did not take out the hemostatic forceps. Instead, he directly wrapped and fixed them with gauze and dressings.
As for the gunshot wound on Owen's ankle, this veritable veterinarian simply called Buck, who looked the strongest, to help. The two of them used their strength to tie gauze around the wound several times. And this
Everything took less than three minutes.
"Victor, you are worse than any beast I have ever seen..."
"Stop wasting time"
Wei Ran didn't give the other party a chance to finish his words. He casually wiped the blood stains on his pants that were still stained with dog urine and reminded him, "Irving had better undergo surgery and blood transfusion within half an hour."
, otherwise he will die. Even if he does not die, these two legs will not be saved.
Seeing what Tom was about to say, Wei Ran raised his hand and pointed behind him, "But there is a sniper behind us who is still staring at us."
"Tom, you drive Owen back on the motorcycle." Timov thought for a while and said, "Buck, you and Victor go back together, and I'll stay to cover you.
"No!" Buck said without thinking, "You are alone."
"Stop wasting time!"
Timov said, raising his finger and pointing in the direction, "If you go in that direction, you will reach our camp within a kilometer at most. It is not safe when you get there. You have to leave the forest alive."
"Myself..."
"Shut up!" Everyone, including Corporal Tom, told the wounded Owen, who was about to say something, to shut up in unison.
"Let Buck follow you back," Wei Ran said first, "I'll help you deal with the sniper."
"You go back, I'll stay!" As Buck spoke, he had loaded the Garand in his hand with bullets.
Industry,
Just at this moment, a bullet flew from a distance and opened a finger-sized hole in the cargo bed of the half-track motorcycle!
Seeing this, everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously looked at the explosives that had just been unloaded and piled behind the pine trees!
"Victor Buck, please stay and cover together." Timov sighed and said seriously, "Corporal Tom, take Owen back, immediately!"
"yes!"
Tom gritted his teeth and responded. Before he could say anything else, Timov had already pulled the trigger of the machine gun and began to suppress the snipers who didn't know where they were. At the same time, it was equivalent to using the most threatening machine gun to attract
Firepower.
At the same time, Wei Ran had already lifted up the injured Owen, and Buck also picked up the bazooka and stuffed a rocket into it.
Taking advantage of the two men's efforts to suppress the sniper, Tom got into the driver's seat of the half-track motorcycle. Weiran also helped Owen into the back seat, sat down on the middle armrest, and loaded the bar with bullets again.
The machine gun was handed to him.
After Weiran ventured forward and disconnected the pin connecting the half-track and the tow bucket, Tom immediately drove the half-track motorcycle and rushed towards the camp as fast as possible.
