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Chapter 504 Katyusha stood on the steep shore, singing like bright spring light

In the front fingertips, the ticking telegram and the ringing of telephones kept ringing. Everyone was used to this environment.

This place is like the center of a spider web. As long as you stay here, your tentacles can keenly sense all enemies that step within the range.

"Report, a call came from Tianwen Mountain, and it was observed from the top of the mountain that the 11th Regiment, 3rd Battalion, 9th Company, 6th Guard Post had exchanged fire with the enemy."

The nodes on the edge of the spider web, like instant reception Feeling some kind of tremor, the correspondent who had just picked up the phone quickly turned his head, looked at the commander in chief of the sand table area behind him, and stood up to report the news.

Everyone’s eyes quickly turned to the position of sentry No. 6 at the Hongshantou position on the sand table. It was like a sharp nail, nailed to the forefront of the position.

The commander-in-chief put his hands on the edge of the sand table, his eyes widened, and asked quickly.

"Do you need reinforcements?"

The correspondent held the covered phone to his ear, and after asking some questions, he said in disbelief.

"No, no need, it has been annihilated"

"It seems that we are planning to use this place as a breakthrough"

The commander-in-chief picked up the baton , holding it in his hand, he quickly turned around on the map with dense contour lines and found the enemy stationed opposite Hongtou Mountain, the astronomical point.

"114th Brigade, 13th Battalion of Kumaang Regiment"

Looking at the opponents of the 11th Regiment and the more than ten strongholds on the Hongtou Mountain opposite on the sand table, the commander-in-chief narrowed his eyes. Eyes, a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

"Report, Post No. 6, the opponent's reinforcements are coming, about one battalion"

The situation is not good for our side at that moment. After all, how can a company fight, one company and one opponent? The camp was several times larger than the outpost, and the pressure suddenly rose sharply.

“Order the 7th Company and the 8th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 11th Regiment to separate from Post 3 and Post 9 and quickly gather reinforcements at Post 6. In addition, the 1st Artillery Battalion below the Astronomical Point will provide artillery support and use everyone Man, this battalion is worthy of setting off firecrackers to greet them."

The commander's order was quickly conveyed to the front line through the phone, and the 11th Regiment Headquarters located below the astronomical point responded quickly.

The soldiers who were originally stationed at the sentry post and watched the thunderous gunshots ahead quickly picked up their belongings and ran towards post No. 6.

"It seems that the beating is still painful. As long as the commander of the 9th company survives this time, I will record his first contribution and tell him that as long as he drags the person in place, I will invite him to watch the fireworks."

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In the camp of the 1st Artillery Battalion, the trucks that had been parked neatly had the "red hoods" on the trucks lifted off, revealing wild launchers, all with their shooting angles adjusted.

With a wave of the commander’s hand.

The artillery position in the night was quickly ignited by bright fireworks. The tail of the 132-caliber rocket ejected thousands of degrees of heat. The one-meter-long ammunition followed the guide rail and whizzed. , flying into the sky that belongs to them.

If the tracer bullets are regarded as stars in the night sky, then the large-caliber rockets are like the dazzling sun hanging in the mid-air. There are more than one, dozens of suns, following the established orbit, heading towards the sky. Kilometers away, a scorching light is projected.

"Art is explosion"

When the background music of Katyusha sounds, what is danced is a whirlwind dance representing death.

The nearby flames set off bursts of thick smoke in front of the No. 6 sentry position, and the accompanying heat wave rushed towards the soldiers of the 9th company in the trenches. Even if they curled up, they could feel it. Trembling from the earth.

The roar of the explosion has covered all the sounds at the scene. Even if they are facing each other, they can't hear anything at this time. They can only try to open their mouths as wide as possible to avoid injury to the eardrums.

The splashing mud and "snow" fell from the sky, hitting the helmet with a dull sound.

When the sky turned dark again, on the contrary, the battlefield was as bright as daylight. Lifting their bodies from the soil, the soldiers of the 9th Company raised their weapons and stared blankly ahead.

"Where are the people?"

"I can't hear what you said"

The soldiers on the position, the voice of the outside world shouting at the throat, at this time It was replaced by the buzzing in the head, everything returned to the original, and communication could only be carried out through simple sign language.

It was the first time to see such a grand fireworks show. The soldiers swallowed their saliva and searched the position with their eyes, trying to use the firelight to find the more than a hundred people who had rushed over before. I can find some solitude.

The fierce flames have roasted and distorted the air. There will be strangers everywhere, they are all "familiar" people, and the familiar people can no longer be familiar.

"It's over"

The company commander was also a little at a loss at this time. After a good defensive battle, he was ready to fight to the death. He fixed his bayonet like the vanguard unit and faced the close range. The battle ended with nothing left after the fireworks.

"Hiss"

The instructor clapped his ears with both hands and kept shaking his head from side to side, as if he was drunk. He stood up and saw the company commander standing still with a look on his face. Looking confused, he subconsciously grabbed the weapon next to him and remembered where he was.

When I saw an arm lying on the company commander’s shoulder, as if someone was tapping his shoulder, my eyes widened instantly. What about the person behind this arm?

The rear The belated commander of the 9th Company reacted later. He held it in his hand and observed it for a while, then placed it on the edge of the trench with disgust on his face.

"Statistical casualties"

"No in the first class"

"The second class is well organized"

"The third class, the kidnapper fainted" We passed, it looks like he was hit by a kettle, and we are rescuing him."

It's called rescuing. In fact, it means taking off the helmet with a dent on the top of the head, and checking for bleeding and injuries. It seems to be normal. breathe,As if he was asleep, he slapped her. When he still couldn't wake her up, he was ready to take off his pants.

Then I remembered that there was a kettle falling from the sky on the ground. I cursed and lifted my pants, unscrewed the lid of the pot, and poured it all down.

Like a drowning person struggling in the water, he waved his hands before suddenly opening his eyes.

Feeling the wetness on his face, the kidnapper subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth, and then his expression changed.

"D, it's a bit salty, Erdan, you slapped my face"

The voice of tearing the throat resounded in the trench, and everyone who had recovered their hearing instantly heard There was a roar from the kidnapper, and while they breathed a sigh of relief, everyone immediately started laughing and cursing.

"If you can drink, why don't you drink more"

"I'm here to save you, kidnapper, if you don't wake up, I'll have to go and have a drink"

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"Hahaha"

The brutal scene of the exercise, the painting style was suddenly taken to another direction, and the solemn atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"That's not my urine, it's what the person in the kettle drank from. How could it taste salty?" Erdan, scurrying around with his head in his arms, hurriedly explained with a pale face.

"Don't fool me. Why does the water in the kettle smell like urine? I think you want to taste my fist as big as a kidnapper's sand bowl." Please remember to bookmark it. The latest and fastest website without anti-theft is free. Read

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