C27 The battle of lake cotton(2)

On the right side of the unmarked grave site, due to the fact that the high ground that the Radix Aconiti occupied was not too steep, and the wide open area in front of the position, the two battalions that the enemy had pressed down on them had begun their all-out assault on the Radix Aconiti's position.

Seeing the enemy's two battalions pressing forward without reserve, Yang Houqing immediately ordered his troops to give up some of the outlying positions, and mainly defend the mountaintop positions.

The morning mist had not dispersed, but the enemies were swarming the mountains. The superior army surrounded the Radix Aconiti's position, making it impossible to find a way out. There were many enemies on all four sides of the hill, and the battle had been difficult from the very beginning.

In just a few minutes, the Maxine's heavy machine gun had changed three machine gunners. The vice commander, Yang Houqing, pushed aside a Queue length who was going to replace the machine gunner, and personally took down the machine gun to shoot at the enemy who was approaching in full fury.

"Da Da Da."

Every time the enemy charged forward, the fire of both sides would cross fire at the other side. With so many of the enemies falling, the Radix Aconiti soldiers on the ground would fall one by one under the rain of bullets.

"I'll do it!" Radix Aconiti Elder Guo Jun pulled down Yang Haoqing, who was shooting with his injured arm, and roared with red eyes.

The enemy's headquarters was set up on the hillside 800 meters away. In the command center, Huang Renhuan put down his binoculars with a dark expression, he could see clearly that the enemy had only used a single charge to destroy his own battalion, the reason for which was related to his Battalion Commander escaping from the battle. He angrily said: "Kill that cowardly fellow, let the Battalion's deputy organization troops continue to attack the Northwest Highlands, if they can't take down the highlands, they'll just shoot them on the spot."

"Yes sir!"

The Warlord's team leader rushed to his headquarters, his face filled with killing intent.

Huang Renhuan's anger decreased slightly as he asked the Chief of Staff, "Did you manage to take down the left side of the hill?"

The Chief of Staff shook his head. "It's only a matter of time before we surround the plateau."

"Alright!" Huang Renhuan was an old general on the battlefield, he immediately found a fighter jet, "Order the three regiments to go along the left side of the hill and attack first to capture the thief.

Huang Jie rushed forward while carrying the Water Chain Pearl, dodging to the left and right while dodging to the left and right, causing the enemies to place a Ma Xin in front of them. Under the rain of bullets, the soldiers in the first row fell to the left and right on the way, only rushing half the way forward before they fell.

Huang Jie was panicking inwardly. The firepower of the first row was limited, and by the time they reached the opening, they would have lost everything in the first row.

"Huang Jie, let me do it."

Luo Qun bellowed from the back, he led four squad leaders holding floral organ and quickly overtook Huang Jie, the floral organ in his hands suddenly roared out, the power of the submachine gun which was close to 80 metres away revealed itself, the four floral organ bullets rained down on the enemy who was standing at the small mouth, the enemy machine gunner and loader were struck by the bullets, the heavy machine gun immediately went dumb.

"Charge!"

Luo Qun's mind shook, he only had a little more than 10 metres left before he broke through. He suddenly felt that his chest was hit by something, and it was so hot that he couldn't even breathe. He paused for a moment, and used his hands to feel around, causing hot blood to flow out of his arms.

Huang Jie watched as Luo Qun fell, but he could not stop. The order to fight was the most important, he shouted: "Soldiers, follow me!"

Under the desperate charge of the scouts and the Radix Aconiti soldiers, Xiao Kui's enemies retreated in panic. Huang Jie jumped into the position the enemy had just set and turned his head, shooting towards the enemy with his spear.

There was a 200-meter open area outside the small mouth. The scouting company quickly rushed out and started a fire fight with the enemies who were noisily rushing towards them. There were at least one regiment of troops in this open area, and under the orders of an officer, the enemies launched wave after wave of concentrated attacks.

The soldiers that were shooting from the openings were constantly being shot down by the enemy bullets. Both sides were desperately shooting, and the battle was extremely intense.

Just as Huang Jie's row could not hold on any longer, Yu Haibin led the Kowloon and hurried over. Sun Changjun's investigation team also moved forward.

The news of the opening being broken spread, Li Boyang ordered the Queue length, who came from an artillery unit, to open fire at the enemy.

"Fire!"

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, orange flames burst out of the muzzle of the cannon, and the whistling cannonball landed in the middle of the enemy group. At this time, the enemy's large numbers became the good targets of the cannons, and they did not even need to aim as they aimed at the four cannons in the open ground.

"F * ck!"

Yu Haibin waited for the sounds of the cannons to fall to the ground before standing up abruptly. The floral organ in his hands fired a string of consecutive shots at the chaotic enemies, then roared at the soldiers behind him: "Brothers, kill them!"

Before he finished his sentence, he was the first to leap out of the arena, charging straight into the enemy troops. Right behind him was Li Boyang's guard squad, followed by the Kowloon soldiers.

"Blowing charge signal!"

Huang Jie shouted loudly. The heavy machine gun did not stop moving and bullet shells fell onto the ground.

More than twenty floral organ rained down on the enemy. Even though the enemy had a whole regiment of troops, they could not withstand the rain of bullets.

Looking from afar, one could see that although the number of Revolutionary Army s there were few, their morale was like a rainbow as they madly charged towards the enemy. On the other hand, even though Huang Renhuan's group was several times stronger than the Revolutionary Army's. But the soldiers at the front were cut down like wheat by the submachine gun, the advantage in numbers looked pale under the floral organ's firepower, the enemies' legs were in a mess, the enemies in front turned around and ran, and the enemies at the back were forced to move forward again under the pressure of the Warlord's team's gun.

"Hold on!" enemy leader jumped up and scolded him, "Who the hell dares to take a step back, kill him on the spot!"

"Fire!" The most important thing is to take care of the enemy fire spots on the east side of the mountain. "

He seized the moment when the enemy was in a state of confusion and ordered the two mountain cannons to stretch back.

"BOOM, BOOM!"

The cannon shot out in a rhythmic motion, and the recoil from the smoke kept pushing the cannon backwards.

The chaotic enemy forces that were shot and killed by the Warlord's team were in high spirits, although they could still make up for it if they died in the hands of the enemy, it would be nothing if they died in the hands of the Warlord's team. After all, they had the advantage in numbers. Even though Yu Haibin's attacks were like the tides, he slowly discovered that he was gradually being surrounded by the enemy troops. Although the enemy could not eat the Kowloon, but it seemed like an endless number of enemies wanted to sink the Kowloon deep into a quagmire.

The east side of the plateau was still 300 meters away, and the enemy troops blocking his way had at least a battalion of soldiers. He suddenly thought of the desperate fighting style given to him by Li Boyang, and his eyes lit up: "Back row of grenades."

The battle style of the Kowloon immediately changed. In front was a net of fire formed by floral organ and light machine guns, and the soldiers at the back only needed to throw the grenades past the human heads. This kind of orderly division of labor was both novel and effective.

Huang Renhuan's group was immediately smashed into smithereens by this tactic. enemy leader had specially formed a gun platoon to fire at the Kowloon, but he never thought that before he even reached the front of the group, he would already be blown away by the whizzing grenade.

enemy leader watched as the assault team was defeated in front of the Revolutionary Army with an ashen face. Seeing the morale of the troops crumbling, he retreated step by step once again.

If a regiment's troops were to be forced back, even if Master does not shoot him, how would he even have the face to lead his men into battle? The enemy leader gnashed his teeth and roared: "Is the Ma Xin on top just for show? I'll give it a good beating. "

The Vice Guild Leader said anxiously, "Team Leader, the brothers in front are fighting with the Revolutionary Army, now we will shoot our own people."

"Grandma!" enemy leader's face flushed red and he sneered: If you can't take Revolutionary Army, then the commander and teacher will take my life. I don't care anymore.

The vice-captain looked at the red-eyed captain, sighing as he personally gave the order to fire at a company on the high ground.

"Da Da Da"

The two Meckens on the east side shouted out, and the machine gunners started to frantically twist their machine guns, shooting bullets at Kowloon who had no way out from above. The high speed bullets emitted a sharp whistling sound, and in an instant, 600 rounds per minute bullets covered the open ground.

Hearing the sounds of the machine gun, Yu Haibin's heart started to thump loudly, following that, the soldiers in front of him all fell down. Yu Haibin was in front of him, and when the bullets shot over, the sturdy guards behind him immediately dragged him back with their belts, and the thumb sized bullets shot out a cloud of smoke at the place where he was standing just a moment ago.

Yu Haibin turned his head and looked gratefully at the guards, and saw that if he did not take care of the two mechas, the Kowloon would not be able to take this high ground, but there were layers of enemies in front of him, and unless he could cross over the enemy lines and reach the high ground, he would definitely be shot.

It was at this time that a shrill yet long whistle sounded from above his head. Yu Haibin knew that this was the sound of their own cannons and cannons, and guessed that they had landed on the high ground behind the enemy.

The sound of cannons was very particular. It could be said to be a life-saving technique, and only veterans who had survived countless battles would know the trick to it.

As the saying goes, listen carefully. Even if you want to listen, you need to listen to the cannon. If you hear the long and fierce whistling sound of the cannons, it means that the cannons are flying very high in the sky.

If they heard the sudden, sharp, and hour-long howl, they would cry without a leader. This meant that the cannonball wasn't too far away from him. If he were to encounter this type of gunshot, it would be best to not move recklessly and just lie down on the spot.

If you heard a low and rapid "pu pu pu" sound, it meant that the point of impact was close enough that your first reaction was to find a low-lying area to lie down and leave it to fate.