Chapter 17: Fighter plane appears, no danger at all
Xia Yuan touched the small notebook in his arms. It was the sign language and spoken language during the march of the three-three system tactics. On the battlefield with the loud war artillery fire, it was difficult to convey the information just by shouting. At this time, the sign language and
Spoken words can make a difference.
Pursing his lips, he looked forward, gradually becoming firmer.
Just then.
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the sky, and the sound spread from far to near.
Wu Qianli's expression condensed, and he quickly turned around and shouted: "Enemy plane!! Hidden! Pay attention to hiding!"
The soldiers of the Seventh Company, who originally quickly dispersed into a three-by-three formation, quickly leaned toward the mountains on both sides, hiding themselves in the shadows under the mountains. The yellow military uniforms and the ground successfully blended into one, and everyone held their breath.
At this time, the enemy aircraft had not yet appeared, and everyone did not dare to breathe. They had already seen the power of aircraft during the Anti-Japanese War. This big iron bird fluttering in the sky carried a large number of artillery shells and large-caliber machine guns.
, one shot can break a person into pieces. With current rifles and machine guns, it is difficult to knock these iron birds down from the sky. Every time I encounter such a big iron bird, I am helpless.
Only a handful of aircraft were shot down.
The sound of fighter planes roared in the sky and could be heard everywhere.
"Xia Yuan's speculation has been confirmed again. Now our discussion is also correct. The enemy will definitely patrol this area when they find the troop transport column. I didn't expect that they would move so fast."
Mei Sheng glanced at Xia Yuan and whispered to Wu Qianli: "Xia Yuan is very suitable to be a commander. His eyes are very vicious. He can always think of the key points of the matter, and his guesses are very accurate. Will he be in the fire platoon?
Too humble."
Wu Qianli responded: "This kid also has a lot of kung fu, and his bomb-throwing skills are also very good. Otherwise, why would I make an exception and pull him into the team? Such a talent must not be buried, otherwise I would try to make him a platoon leader."
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Mei Sheng thought seriously, "Xia Yuan's vision is very unique, you can try it."
From the time the Yalu River Bridge was blown up to the enemy aircraft patrolling now, if it hadn't been delayed for some time by his obstruction just now, according to the normal marching speed, they would have just reached the river bed by now, and the enemy aircraft
Just as they arrived, they were bound to run into an enemy plane.
Mei Sheng thought for a while and said, "There is no need to rush this matter. He is a new soldier now. Although he has practiced martial arts, he can go to the battlefield and fight against Japanese soldiers. Anyone can do it. Let him be the platoon leader now, but it will harm him."
Let a new soldier serve as a platoon leader. What will the veterans think? Xia Yuan still needs to go through the hardships of war.
Wu Qianli looked around solemnly and nodded: "Then wait until the war to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea ends."
Enemy fighter planes were approaching, and the sounds came from all directions, getting closer and closer.
"Enemy's fighter jet!" Pinghe said calmly, holding the rifle tightly in his hand.
"Which direction did it come from?" Yu Congrong asked.
"I don't know. In a valley like this, the sound can't spread out. I don't know which direction it's coming from."
Pinghe shook his head, his eyes a little solemn.
"Directly in front of us!"
Xia Yuan kept his eyes fixed on the front. As the sound of the fighter planes got closer and closer, his heartbeat gradually accelerated. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms, and he prayed secretly in his heart.
"Pay attention to concealment!"
Wu Qianli shouted behind him, and the messenger passed the voice to the rear.
The roar became louder and louder. He looked through the valley and looked at the sky ahead. Two small black spots appeared on the horizon in the distance, getting closer and closer. They were clearly two fighter jets, flying in their direction.
Yu Congrong grabbed the gun in his hand, his face serious, and he was no longer in the joking mood before: "Coming for us!?"
"Don't move!"
Wu Qianli shouted sharply.
"They are not coming for us, they are fighter planes patrolling this area. Our troop transport train was discovered by the enemy, and they will definitely patrol this area."
Xia Yuan tightly grasped the gun in his hand, his whole body was tense, his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, his forehead and palms were covered with dense sweat, and his chest felt even tighter, as if he was being pressed by a huge stone, but his heart was still
I pray that the scene in the movie where the American devils do something mean will not happen.
The roar of the fighter jets was like a stone pressing down on all the volunteer soldiers. The fighter jets were getting closer and closer to them. They could even see the unfolded wings of the fighter jets. They were very big, like
Like a bird's wings.
The two fighter jets had already flown over the dry riverbed, roaring past the sky above their heads. Xia Yuan, whose inner pressure had reached its peak, suddenly relaxed. He was shocked to find that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and there were streaks on his palms and forehead.
A thin layer of sweat broke out.
Changed! Changed again!
"The plane has left."
No danger.
The huge pressure just now almost made him unable to breathe, and his chest felt so tight.
Even my fingers were trembling slightly. Even when I saw this scene on the big screen and heard the planes approaching from far away, I was so nervous that I sweated for the volunteer soldiers of the Seventh Company.
In the movie, the pressure is extremely high, even if he is a martial arts practitioner.
"It's the same for the first time on the battlefield. You've done a good job. Thanks to you for stopping us this time, otherwise we would have been discovered by the enemy."
Wu Qianli looked at Xia Yuan with some confusion. The boy's two guesses accurately predicted the time when the enemy fighter plane would appear.
The first time the troop train stopped to wait for the track to be repaired, the second time they were about to enter the open space ahead.
"call."
Xia Yuan exhaled, turned his head and saw Wu Wanli's pale face and weak legs, and grinned. This boy was a new recruit just like himself, but the first battle was about to begin. It wouldn't take long, Wu
Wanli starts to grow, and he cannot fall behind.
After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and waving his palms, Xia Yuan's eyes became firm.
The roar of the fighter jets disappeared, all the pressure was gone, and even the sunshine in the sky became brighter.
Without much rest, Wu Qianli quickly arranged to continue the march: "Advance in a three-by-three combat formation! Protect the radio station and translator comrades in the middle!"
Even if the crisis is resolved, they still cannot take it lightly.
But this time, without the harassment of fighter planes, they quickly crossed the dry riverbed, walked all the way, and soon entered the mountains. You must know that during the Anti-Japanese War, the soldiers often fought guerrillas with the Japanese.
The mountains here are like returning to your own home. The mountains here are very high. Although the vegetation is sparse, there are many rocks. Some places are convenient for hiding. The skills of avoiding aircraft reconnaissance have been memorized as early as the Anti-Japanese War. I compared the enemy reconnaissance here.
It's even simpler.
The sky was getting dark, and we walked through the cracked riverbed without stopping. Seeing the sun setting in the west, Wu Qianli allowed everyone to rest where they were for half an hour and eat some food.
"Brother Yuan, I just saw a dead person there. He was so miserable that his skin turned into pieces of dry skin."
During the break, Wu Wanli sat next to Xia Yuan and talked about the mummy he had just met on the river. He touched it with his foot. It was so light that the blood in his body was probably drained.
"It's normal. When the battlefield is miserable, more people will die."
After all, Wu Wanli is a new recruit just like him. When he just passed by the dead people, Xia Yuan forced himself to stare at the dead people. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but after seeing more, he got used to it. In addition, his original
My psychological quality was okay and I calmed down quickly.
"Brother Yuan, do you think we will die?"
"Yes, human life is very fragile. If a bullet hits the body, you will die. But your brother and the others have used such fragile lives to protect our home. Even if we all die in the future, don't be sad, because
Our deaths brought happiness to millions of people."