An hour later, Zhou Qingfeng's entire sharp knife squad was dispatched. He was not acting alone, but was supported by comrades from the same platoon behind him. However, compared to his comrades who were ambushing in the woods, he and his men looked quite different.
Zhou Qingfeng is wearing a straw blanket, which is a camouflage uniform made of weeds. It is simple and effective. The withered yellow color can provide extremely high concealment in the mountains. Behind him, the people in his class are similarly dressed, one by one.
All seem weird.
"Not to mention, it's very convenient to wear this thing. It's not easy to see from a distance of about ten meters." The 'Old Machine Gun' was responsible for close fire support, and followed Zhou Qingfeng with his assistant shooter.
Zhou Qingfeng did not carry any weapons except a bayonet. At most, he carried a bundle of hemp ropes behind his back. He led the way and carefully crossed the mountains covered with residual snow. His movements were quick and steady, like an alert civet cat.
, "Run when I say to run, stop when I say to stop, don't hesitate."
The ten people in the class spent about an hour crossing an open area of about 200 meters, using the cover of various terrains to arrive at a mountain nest. The group had to stop when they arrived here, because the enemy's machine gun position was right there.
On a cliff more than 20 meters high.
"Squad leader, what should we do?" A new recruit who just came in asked half a sentence. The deputy squad leader behind him immediately stepped forward and covered his mouth, and stared at him with a stern look.
Zhou Qingfeng also glanced at him with a cold expression, his cold gaze making the rookie stunned. After making sure that the whole class was quiet, he climbed up the cliff with his bare hands.
The cliffs were made of gravel, very soft, and covered with slippery moss. The team members squatting underneath were extremely worried. They all raised their heads and sweated for their squad leader. If it fell, not only would it be
A question that alerts the enemy will result in him being thrown half to death.
Just as the platoon leader imagined, Zhou Qingfeng was not a law-abiding leader. Instead of looking for a way around the enemy's machine gun position, he headed straight for the machine gun position.
Today is already October 31st. Yunshan's Nanbang and the US military have noticed that the volunteers are approaching them, but their estimate of the strength of the troops is seriously insufficient. Tomorrow at 17 o'clock, the battle of Yunshan will start. Why bother?
Want to take a detour? Just remove this machine gun emplacement today!
The reason why Zhou Qingfeng dares to be so bold is that he knows that the Nanbang troops are staying on the outer positions of Yunshan. He has always been confident in dealing with this group of amateur soldiers who have not received much training. If he waits until tomorrow, haha...
…, tomorrow will be different.
Zhou Qingfeng's fingers were as powerful as mountaineering picks. He inserted them directly into the stable rock crevices of the cliff and hung his body upwards. With the falling stone chips, his figure disappeared from the cliff in a minute.
There was silence under the cliff for about five minutes. For the comrades in the sharp knife squad, these five minutes were as long as five years. They all looked up at the cliff, hoping to see a rope hanging from it, so
They can also follow the squad leader and kill them.
Just waiting and waiting so anxiously..., I heard a muffled sound coming from the cliff, followed by rustling noises. But no one could figure out what happened on the cliff?
After finally waiting for a piece of hemp rope to fall from the cliff, the sharp knife team discovered that there was an M1917A1 water-cooled heavy machine gun tied to the hemp rope, complete with gun rack and ammunition.
The 'Old Machine Gun' was immediately ecstatic and stepped forward to untie the heavy machine gun from the hemp rope. He was about to tie the hemp rope to himself, but the hemp rope was quickly pulled back upwards.
Not two minutes later, the hemp rope hung down again, this time tied with seven or eight rifles, including M1903 Springfield and M1 Garand. This was almost the equipment of a machine gun squad.
Two hundred meters away, the platoon leader who had just assigned the task was holding a telescope and leading the entire platoon to defend Zhou Qingfeng. When he saw 'Big Brother Zhou' heading straight for the enemy's machine gun position, he knew that this daring boy was
What to do.
Originally, the platoon leader was angry at Zhou Qingfeng's boldness and thought that if the boy could come back alive, he would give him a good lesson. But who knew that in just a few minutes, things would turn out to be different from what he thought. The long hanging
The heavy machine gun is tied to the hemp rope, which is too conspicuous.
I'm going..., what does this mean? Is Mr. Zhou going up to help Nanbang move?
"Class 3, come on! Support Class 1 and follow the command of the 1st Class Leader." Seeing that there was an advantage to be taken, the platoon leader immediately sent out his free men.
When the third class went up, they saw something new hanging from the hemp rope - a soldier, a Nanbang soldier, and a Nanbang soldier with his limbs and mouth trapped.
Looking at the prisoner who was slowly hanging down like a pig, the soldiers of Class One and Class Three looked at each other. The unlucky Nanbang prisoner kept twisting his neck and his eyes widened in horror. He really had no idea.
Understand why you are suddenly in a state of being watched.
This week Qingfeng finally popped up from the top of the cliff and shouted in a low voice, "Change clothes, come up here."
Change clothes? What clothes should I change into?
"Stupid..., do it! If the squad leader said to change clothes, just change clothes, change the clothes of the prisoner. I'll do it first." The deputy squad leader of the first squad cursed in a low voice, and quickly stepped forward to untie the prisoner from the rope, and took off his clothes.
They put on their own clothes, while the prisoners were thrown naked into the custody of Team Three.
Next, more than a dozen prisoners were hung down from the cliff one after another. The ten men from the sharp knife squad put on the prisoners' clothes and hung them up. The stupid squad 3 was left to guard a dozen Nanbang prisoners who were almost naked.
The scene was so weird.
Seeing that there were more than a dozen prisoners, the platoon leader at the back couldn't sit still. He left the deputy platoon leader to report to the company headquarters, and ran up in person to know what "big guy Zhou" wanted to do?
The platoon leader was originally in a furious mood, but in the blink of an eye he was conflicted. He just asked Zhou Qingfeng to explore a way, but the boy was stunned and easily touched the enemy's machine gun position.
If it caused an early firefight, Zhou Qingfeng would have to be severely punished. But now that there is no movement from the other side, the enemy's machine gun squad is completely destroyed. What should we do?
"Did Big Zhou say what he wanted to do?" the platoon leader who caught up asked the third squad leader.
The third squad leader was also in a state of confusion, and said as if he was stupid: "The first squad leader said that the enemies on other surrounding hills are still watching, and it is not convenient for too many people to go up. Let us take away the prisoners and captures first, and they will sneak around and pick up
Come back if it’s cheaper.”
Hey..., that's quite annoying!
The platoon leader thought to himself: I asked this kid to explore the road, but he chose the enemy's position and sneaked around. This is really going to kill him, and I will take the blame.
Just looking at the equipment of an entire machine gun squad on the ground, plus a full machine gun squad of the enemy, it is impossible for the platoon leader to give up this credit and benefit. It seems that he really has to bear the blame.
"Good boy, you are such a big boy. If I loosen your restraints even a little bit, will you run wild and run off to nowhere?"
The platoon leader really had no choice at the foot of the cliff. The last thing he could do was to take away the prisoners and equipment. He ordered: "Leave two people here to guard. I want to see what tricks this bastard is going to do."