(The last chapter is still being rescued, please allow me to work hard)
Twenty minutes later, the battle at Highland 159.3 officially started.
The husky suddenly rolled neatly to the left. Without being too nervous, he dodged two 7.7mm caliber bullets that were fired at him.
Without waiting for the Husky to get up, he counterattacked in the direction where the bullet came.
The other two members of the Paw Patrol team, namely Mad Dog and Han Shuang, stood at other positions in the three-man battle formation. Holding the Type 50 submachine gun in their hands, they fired a stream of bullets at the first opportunity.
On the spot, a sergeant holding a Sten submachine gun in his hand and a superior soldier lying in the trench firing a cloth-wheeled light machine gun were easily killed by the two of them.
Without these two firepower points, the defensive firepower on the 159.3 left wing position has been greatly weakened, which is visible to the naked eye.
Upon seeing this, a second lieutenant platoon leader brandishing a pistol in his hand immediately bravely rushed towards the cloth-wheeled light machine gun, intending to let this firepower point fire again.
Fight back the volunteers who are approaching quickly in groups of three.
As for the Vickers heavy machine gun on the position, which was considered to be the more core firepower, it had already completely turned off.
There were three main shooters and one assistant shooter at the front and rear of this thing. In a very short time, they were killed by a headshot from the warehouse manager's sniper rifle.
Now no one dares to get close to such a thing that represents death.
However, this brave second lieutenant failed to complete the expected combat intention and only rushed out a step or two. His head was like a big watermelon that had been smashed, and all kinds of slurry splattered.
That's when Husky got up, pulled the trigger, and fired a few rounds of bullets.
The muzzle of the Type 50 submachine gun, controlled by his powerful arms, bounced to a very small extent; the bullets fired were naturally very accurate and hit the opponent directly.
Then, when the three members of the Wangwang team arrived, they opened fire with the three submachine guns in their hands. Amidst the dense flying bullets, at least one platoon of Yin soldiers on the left wing position were suppressed.
Because as long as anyone shows up, they will be killed by dense and precise bullets.
In the end, when Zhan Song, Lang Qing and other personnel who followed up easily threw the wooden-handled grenades from bottom to top over a distance of forty or fifty meters, they accurately landed in the trenches on the hilltop.
There was no suspense in such a battle, and it was finally over in a minute or two.
"What the hell! This is the Royal Rifles Regiment, and one regiment beat at least one of our divisions. How can these grandsons have so much confidence to boast so much?"
After rushing to the position, the Huskies looked at the gentlemen who raised their hands in surrender and cursed in confusion.
Of course they didn't hear the captain of the Royal Rifles boasting something awesome on the radio.
However, the relevant content was already known quite clearly when searching for information in the modern plane.
Soon, they knew what was going on.
Because the Royal Rifles, which talks so much about being awesome, is actually very shabby in terms of equipment; at least the infantry, that's what it looks like.
For example, the platoon holding the left-wing position on the top of the hill has 1 Vickers heavy machine gun, 3 cloth-wheel light machine guns, and 6 Sten submachine guns that can be considered as automatic firepower.
Everyone else still held Lee Enfield in their hands, an old-fashioned rifle that required pulling a bolt to fire a shot.
It's not even comparable to today's volunteer army.
Because with the efforts of Dahuang and others, Mao Zi's family had handed over a large number of small weapons earlier.
Although they are all PD28 light machine guns, Bobosha submachine guns, SVT-40 semi-automatic rifles, SKS semi-automatic rifles, etc., they do not have the most advanced AK47 rifle of the Maozi family at this time.
However, after the Volunteer Army used these weapons to re-equip, at least the formal and 38-year-old bolt-action rifles did not have such a large proportion as the Yin Army.
It seems that the so-called big Yin in the 1950s only had one mouth left...
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"Company Commander, I just asked the comrades of the 446th Regiment. They said that there is a large valley a few kilometers north of Highland 159.3. The terrain there is very suitable for ambushing the mechanized troops of the Yin Army.
Therefore, the main force of their two battalions planned to block the attack there.
It can be said that there are two battalions of troops, but after subtracting the blocking troops here and the battle losses after the start of the third battle, their two battalions only have six to seven hundred people.
How about we go over there to provide support, otherwise we might not be able to stop the Yin Army's mechanized troops."
Hu Biao suggested this to the second company commander.
After hearing this, the Second Company Commander looked at Hu Biao with some surprise and uncertainty, seemingly having some unnecessary doubts about him.
Seeing this, Hu Biao started to cry in his heart.
Mainly because their first phase of the mission was to eliminate the Royal Heavy Tank Battalion, not to block the enemy's rescue forces here at Highland 159.3.
Therefore, after conquering this hilltop, Hu Biao couldn't sit still when faced with the Second Company Commander's order to immediately build and strengthen fortifications in preparation to block the enemy.
I knew I had to persuade the second company commander and lead them to move the second company to the combat area.
So, he made a suggestion to the second company commander at the beginning, revealing a scene that was not suitable for his status as deputy squad leader.
As for the information that I got from the mouths of the soldiers of the 446th Regiment, it is completely non-existent.
The situations he described are just some information that he learned in the modern plane; the valley in his mouth is a sad place for the Yin Army in later generations.
According to the Yin Army, the valley also has a nickname: Death Valley.
The Second Company Commander looked at Hu Biao deeply with a solemn expression, causing the guy to start complaining crazily in his heart, complaining that the system was a scammer and was not kind, and he didn't even arrange an excuse for participating in the mission.
Later, after the Second Company Commander suspects his identity, he really wants to have someone detain him for inspection. So what should they do then?
Anyway, no matter whether you take action or not, it seems to be a big trouble.
Fortunately, soon after, the system proved that although he was very bad in other places, it was not to the point where it would be difficult for each team to even participate in the mission.
After being tense for quite a while, the second company commander suddenly stretched out his hand and punched Hu Biao on the chest.
At the same time, with a smile on his face, he exclaimed:
"Good boy, no wonder Ma An, a young and lively young man like Company Commander Ma, likes to chat with you so much. I used to think that he had an eye for you, and he was looking for a chance to let you pass by.
Consider selling him a favor.
Now I know that your boy is actually a good fighter in battle, and he is eyeing our second company's treasure.
So, stay with our second company from now on, and no one will try to trick you away. Okay, just follow your instructions, and we will go to support the valley immediately.
As long as the mission is successfully completed this time, I will count it as a great achievement for you and ask your superiors to promote you and strive to become the deputy platoon leader as soon as possible~"
Although at this moment, Hu Biao was a little amazed at the second company commander's brain circuit; but he didn't care so much, as long as he could take action immediately.
He was also thinking about preparing some gifts for the Royal Heavy Tank Regiment before they arrived...
Needless to say, Death Valley seems to be a natural place where the Royal Heavy Tank Regiment will be destroyed.
Because the terrain here is very dangerous, with hills, woods and other terrains to the east and west, and to the northwest, next to the only third-class road that passes through the valley, is a huge stone wall.
The Royal Heavy Tank Battalion was doomed. The numerous Centurion tanks could only advance one by one and could not be deployed on the spot to form a firepower advantage.
After a group of people from the Second Company arrived here in a hurry, the ambush troops of two battalions of the 149th Division gave them a huge welcome as they were about to join the fight.
In the following time, I naturally took the time to prepare.
Because I don’t know what the major battalion commander of the Royal Heavy Tank Battalion was thinking?
Perhaps he was frightened by the intersecting troops of the Volunteer Army, so he kept firing flares into the sky along the way, illuminating the surrounding environment as bright as day.
In this way, there is no need to worry about the volunteers launching a sudden attack on them at night.
But such an action also tells everyone else where their specific whereabouts have been.
When Hu Biao and others arrived at Death Valley, they happened to pass the rising flares in the distance and knew that the target this time was only three or four kilometers away.
Even though the conditions along the way were not very good, their movement speed was a bit slow.
But in about ten minutes at most, the Royal Heavy Tank Regiment will be able to reach the valley; the time left for them to prepare is really running out...