Zhou Wen could no longer react. He whispered into the headset and ordered: "Dacheng will send someone to inform the regiment leader and ask him to come up to watch the battle. You bring up the cannon and the entire spear team. Uncle Ma will lead others to build machine guns on the mountainside."
position."
After saying that, he said to Miaohua: "Senior brother, you should lead the action team and block Qi Laoliu's retreat. Maybe he will fall into your hands in the end."
During the day, he interrogated Jiang Jintong in the village and learned that Qi Laoliu had prepared a rope ladder on the cliff behind the village as an escape route in case of emergency.
Half an hour later, the pike team and artillery team came up. Everyone was made to vomit by the smell of blood, but Zhou Wen ordered everyone to find a shooting position, set up the mortar, and start eating dry food. Everyone must eat, even if they vomit.
Keep eating. This is the best battlefield adaptation training. Where can I find such a bloody environment to practice in the future?
It turns out that the one who adapts the fastest is actually Jing Jing. As long as there is food, this kid can eat no matter what kind of environment he is in. Zhou Wen wondered: "Is it easier for people with simple minds to adapt to the battlefield? Because they have no distracting thoughts,
So have nothing to fear.”
At dawn, Wang Huzi came up, bringing with him a dozen old brothers. He didn't even blink when he saw the piles of corpses on the mountain.
Zhou Wen stepped forward and saluted and said: "Captain, uncles, I said I would make my enemies cry and shed tears. Today, I ask you to watch from the mountain and watch how your children and nephews take revenge."
Wang Huzi took the telescope handed over by Zhou Wen and looked towards the mountain opposite. Since Chuanyun Peak is higher, the situation on the top of the mountain opposite can be seen at a glance.
I saw nearly forty houses of various sizes on the opposite side, some built in the middle and some standing against the mountain. There was an open space the size of half a football field in the middle, and sandbags were also surrounded on one side of the mountain road, and there were also
Machine gun position. There are two sentries at the entrance.
At this time, people could already be seen coming out of the room, and smoke kept coming from the roof. The bandits were making breakfast.
Zhou Wen said to Xu Dacheng: "Dacheng, have you measured everything? I want you to blow up the houses one by one and drive everyone out."
"Don't worry, can these 81mm artillery shells be successful?" Xu Dacheng had already measured the target range earlier and recorded it on paper. He was just worried about the impact of the wrong caliber of the artillery shells.
"That's no problem. Lao Maozi has this little thought in making 82mm caliber cannons. Other countries use 81mm caliber cannons. He can use the captured 81mm artillery shells, but others seized his 82mm cannons.
Millimeter artillery shells can only be stared at." Zhou Wen explained.
Zhou Wen said to Wang Huzi: "Commander, you can fire the first shell. Just put it into the mouth of the barrel."
"Okay!" Wang Huzi was excited. This was the first shot of revenge, and he had to fire it himself. He walked over and imitated Xu Dacheng, half-kneeling next to the mortar, holding the shell in both hands and pointing it at the muzzle.
Zhou Wen waved his hand fiercely and said: "Let go!"
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and soon a scream of "boo-boo" came from high in the sky, and then violent fire and smoke burst out of the room at the back of the opposite house, and the house was torn apart in an instant.
.Then the explosion sound of "Boom!" came.
"good!"
"He is indeed the God of Artillery."
"Brother Dacheng is awesome." All kinds of applause came one after another.
Xu Dacheng was very focused at this time and adjusted the muzzle again. Wang Huzi sent another shell into the muzzle. He was addicted to shooting. Cui Dayong, the deputy gunner next to him, immediately lost his job.
Zhou Wen took off the Yingqi Qiqi rifle he was carrying, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and said loudly: "Each group shoots freely at targets within 200 meters. The team leader shoots targets within 300 meters. Brother Shanzi, you shoot targets within 400 meters. This is practice marksmanship."
Great opportunity. Let’s get started.”
"Bang-bang-bang" intensive gunshots rang out.
The bandits on the top of the mountain on the opposite side swarmed out like ants that had exploded their nest. One leader was shooting in the air in an attempt to stabilize the morale of the troops. He also pointed in the opposite direction and shouted. Only three people were seen carrying machine guns and ammunition boxes.
He ran towards the machine gun position.
The machine gun position was only about 200 meters away from Chuanyun Peak in a straight line. The three of them were shot down by random gunfire before they could reach Chuanyun Peak. Some of them screamed heartbreakingly on the ground.
Mortars were bombing continuously, houses collapsed one after another, and bandits were scurrying around like headless flies. People were constantly blown away by shells and knocked down by guns. Crying, howling, shouting and other chaotic sounds were far away.
It was transmitted from afar.
Zhou Wen shouted loudly: "Captain, brothers, have you heard this? This is the cry of the enemy. Let's let them cry dry their tears, and then let them bleed dry too."
"Yes, let them bleed dry." Everyone shouted. The more they fought, the more excited they became. They were able to shoot with an accuracy that was usually unachievable, and the rate of fire that was unachievable was also achieved.
Zhou Wen just observed carefully and was not in a hurry to shoot. He only knocked down a few people who tried to raise their guns to shoot here, allowing the brothers to shoot, display and vent to their heart's content.
The battlefield is the best training ground. Zhou Wendu saw Gao Xiaoshan defeat several bandits who were more than 300 meters away.
The initial panic of the bandits gradually subsided after a man appeared. Zhou Wen saw that man began to organize the bandits to rescue people and find bunkers, and he was shouting something to his side.
Zhou Wen guessed that the man was Qi Laoliu, and the bandits were about to attack. They also knew that if they didn't take back Chuanyun Peak, they would have to be bombed and beaten.
Sure enough, after a while, he saw more than 200 bandits shouting and rushing down the mountain road in the rain of bullets. Zhou Wen shouted loudly: "Each group will focus on the ones in front and let them slow down." He also started shooting.
It was not easy to block the narrow mountain road with dozens of guns. Even the old brothers brought by the regiment leader also joined the battle with Hanyang Made with the old sleeves in their hands.
Just kidding, at such a close distance, the bandits are densely packed, and you can still knock down one of them with just one shot. How long will it take if you don’t take revenge now? Aren’t all the old brothers who died in the past killed like this?
?Now let the enemies have a taste of the same thing.
After the clean grenade joined the battle group, the bandits finally knew what hell was on earth. Wherever there were more people, a grenade would hit someone's head with a "bang", followed by a "boom", and people fell all around.
One piece. This is more accurate than a bullet! The bandits cried.
With great difficulty, a few of them rushed out of the mountain pass, and the cheerful and rhythmic sound of machine guns "ta da! da da!" rang out from the mountainside.
Uncle Ma, who was controlling the machine gun, had a bright face, and he easily called the bandits by name with short bursts of fire. He hadn't felt so comfortable in many years. Uncle Ma's machine gun was singing happily, and his heart was also singing happily.
The bandits finally despaired, collapsed, and ran back crying. They pushed and squeezed each other on the narrow mountain road, and finally turned into corpses.
The short and narrow mountain road, less than 200 meters from the mountain pass to the mountainside, was covered with corpses. The weeds beside the road and the mountain walls were spattered with bright red blood stains. Under the sunlight in the morning, the blood covered the
The entire road was dyed a bright and dazzling red, flowing down the roadside, ticking and flashing.
Everyone was stunned. Even Zhou Wen had never seen this scene when he was a mercenary. The sound of gunfire and artillery on both sides of the mountain stopped, and everyone was shocked and speechless.
On my side, I was surprised by the shock. I didn't expect that there were only dozens of teenagers on my side, but after more than two months of training, they actually broke out with such combat power. On the other hand, the bandits were frightened by the shock, and felt the despair of the approaching doomsday.
At this time, suddenly a person jumped out of the corpse and ran up the mountain without his life. He only heard a series of "bang - bang" gunshots. The man was hit by countless bullets all over his body. He rolled to the ground and never moved again.
That was the instinctive reaction of the teenagers. Everyone who fired the gun hit the target, and no one missed the target. The sound of the gunshot became the last straw that broke the psychological defense of the bandits.
I saw the bandits on the opposite side throwing all their guns on the ground, and the people hiding in the abandoned house quickly ran out and threw down their guns. Then everyone gathered in the open space in the middle and knelt down with their heads in their hands, waiting for their fate to be judged.