"Give me a grenade!" Wei Jianjun calmly knelt behind the rock and said to the squad leader beside him.
The squad leader had already put the grenade bag on his chest. He took out a grenade and handed it to Wei Jianjun, the company commander, and asked in a low voice, "Captain, will this thing continue to illuminate?"
"Don't worry. Since we've started firing flares, we won't suddenly stop." Wei Jianjun took the grenade as he spoke. He didn't dare to open it in the dark, so he held the wooden handle tightly in his hand.
Just now, only one flare was fired. After the white light in the sky dissipated, the world suddenly returned to darkness. The night was still dark, but the illuminated terrain made the Liberation Army no longer feel like they were advancing in the dark. Even if they returned to the darkness, memories allowed the soldiers to quickly return to the positions they had attacked.
The machine guns and rifles on the Yankee position that Wei Jianjun was about to attack had long stopped, but the gunshots coming from the direction of the battalion headquarters in the distance were even more intense. As if responding to the flare, more than a dozen green signal flares flew into the air. Although he was very concerned about the two platoons returning to the battalion headquarters, Wei Jianjun quickly focused his attention on the battle in front of him.
He couldn't see the enemy's movements in the dark. Judging from the sound, the Yankee on the position was also confused. They had probably never seen flares before. From the sporadic sounds, they could tell that the Yankee was very nervous. With a long sigh, Wei Jianjun felt that his heartbeat had calmed down. The Liberation Army's combat training included flares and night battles. Wei Jianjun was very familiar with this. Every time the flares cut through the night sky, it always reminded him of the days when he was a child with his mother looking at the Wuzhou festival fireworks. The loud bangs always made Wei Jianjun feel an inexplicable tightness in his body. However, holding his mother's warm palm and listening to his mother say to him in Spanish, "Don't be afraid," made Wei Jianjun feel warm and safe. The gorgeous fireworks that illuminated the night sky dazzled Wei Jianjun.
Although the battlefield was completely different from being with his mother, Wei Jianjun still felt a certain degree of peace and security. Perhaps because of this feeling, he felt that his brain had become a lot more intelligent. The fireworks were fired using artillery, and the flares were also fired using artillery. Almost at the same time, another silver-white trail shot straight into the sky from below.
Wei Jianjun stood up and looked at the pitch-black battlefield. A moment later, a white light illuminated the camp once again. The enemy's position was crowded with people. Wei Jianjun estimated that the enemy was about 30 meters away from his troops. He also saw a slope that people could walk down to the enemy's position. After seeing this, he quickly retreated.
The squad leader and a few soldiers were also observing. After a brief discussion, the soldiers who didn't see clearly raised their heads slightly to look at the slope and then retracted their heads.
"Captain, let me lead some people to drop the bombs," the Third Platoon Commander said in a low voice.
Wei Jianjun was unhappy. Third Platoon Leader's behavior made Wei Jianjun regret coming here in person. It was the duty of the army to obey orders, but the Third Platoon Leader had repeatedly disobeyed orders. It was understandable that they were unwilling to give up the squad that was cut off by the enemy's firepower, but now they were trying to curry favor with Wei Jianjun. This was not something that Wei Jianjun could accept.
However, Wei Jianjun did not show any signs of sternness, perhaps because he was in a calm mood. He just said lightly, "I'll lead the team to drop the bombs, and you'll have to follow. Third Platoon Commander, lead the troops well. It's up to you next. "
The Liberation Army's flares did not continuously shoot into the sky. Although the flares belonged to the Liberation Army, the light illuminated the entire battlefield equally. A certain degree of darkness was beneficial to the Liberation Army, which mainly used offense. Therefore, after the second flare was extinguished, the third flare did not come up immediately. Taking advantage of this gap, Wei Jianjun led half of the squad of grenade throwers and quietly moved up the slope. Behind them, the Third Platoon Commander led the other two squads of troops and also wanted to move up.
When they reached the predetermined position, Wei Jianjun did not speak again. He unscrewed the cap under the grenade and inserted it head-first into the belt. His heart began to beat faster with these things, and even his fingers began to tremble slightly. If Wei Jianjun's judgment was correct, in another ten seconds or so, the third flare would rise into the sky. At that time, it would be Wei Jianjun's turn to step forward, who was less than 20 meters away from the enemy, and lead the soldiers to throw the flare at the enemy.
The distance of less than 20 meters was right under the enemy's eyes. How would the enemy react to Wei Jianjun, who was exposed to the light? Of course, Wei Jianjun thought that the enemy would be caught off guard, but this kind of rationality did not allow Wei Jianjun's body to get rid of the instinctive fear.
At this moment, a silver-white light appeared in the sky again. Wei Jianjun took a deep breath. At this moment, he actually calmed down. He clearly saw that this time, there was not one track rising into the sky, but two.
A more intense white light illuminated the ground again. Because he did not look up, the light rushing straight in the air was blocked by the upper edge of the steel helmet, and it did not reach Wei Jianjun's pupils. Reflected in his eyes under the shadow of the steel helmet were the figures of the American soldiers on the Yankee position, who were blocking the light with their hands and trying to look up.
"Drop the grenades!" Wei Jianjun shouted in a low voice, his voice full of joy. After imagining all kinds of unlucky situations, seeing such a favorable reality, Wei Jianjun could not not be happy.
After the first round of grenades was thrown, Wei Jianjun and the soldiers who were just as happy as him immediately threw a second round of grenades at the Yankee position. One of the soldiers was extremely agile. The moment the others threw two rounds, he threw a third grenade at the Yankee position in a very smooth motion.
At this moment, a few of the Americans who reacted quickly fired at the soldier.??? That aura? School? Ni? Hidden Bone Pulling Edge Stem
Bi Yan? Bi Yan? Bo Yan? Hang Ge Qiang Guyi? Zhu Yu D * ck? Ying Ge? Jealous? The soldier who fired the grenade was also able to hide behind a boulder without any mishap.
Just as the Yankee gunshots were fired, explosions sounded one after another on the Yankee position. The explosions were mixed with the screams and screams of the Yankee, and the position above was filled with wails and howls. After a night of tossing and turning, Wei Jianjun's once extremely depressed mood was now trembling with joy.
He did not stick his head out to look at the Yankee because of his excitement. Wei Jianjun straightened his body slightly and looked behind him. At this time, the troops behind should have taken advantage of the opportunity when the US position was attacked by the grenades and pounced on the US position like tigers and wolves. However, Wei Jianjun saw that the troops were indeed moving, but it was the troops on the other side. The troops commanded by the third platoon leader did not move.
What was the third platoon leader doing? Why didn't he move? Wei Jianjun was confused.
Should I go back now and see what this son of a b * tch is doing? This idea was immediately rejected by Wei Jianjun. What he wanted the most at this time was to immediately lead the team to attack the position controlled by the Americans. Without even thinking, Wei Jianjun directly chose to follow his heart.
"Drop more grenades!" he shouted to the soldiers beside him. At least half of the troops had already set off. According to the plan, the grenade team led by Wei Jianjun would continue to drop grenades at this time to support the charging troops.
Wei Jianjun had no other thoughts about the third platoon leader. Everything would wait until the end of this battle, Wei Jianjun thought calmly. At that time, he would personally enforce battlefield discipline on the spot with the third platoon leader.
The successful round of grenades just now undoubtedly greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers. Many people had already grabbed the grenades in their hands. Hearing Wei Jianjun's order, the soldiers took advantage of the fact that the US position had no chance to counterattack and threw two more rounds of grenades at the US position.
Just like before, the nimble warrior threw out three more when his opponent revealed two of them.
"Captain, the other half of the troops are also coming up!" Just as Wei Jianjun finished throwing the third grenade, the soldier beside him shouted.
"Bayonet." Wei Jianjun was too lazy to look back. The idea of killing the third platoon leader had changed from impulsive to insistent. At this time, no matter how amazing the third platoon leader's actions were, Wei Jianjun would not be moved.
The soldiers didn't talk nonsense. The victory just now had made them full of fighting spirit. The bayonet quickly flashed on the front of the rifle. "Kill!" Wei Jianjun took the lead and jumped out of hiding. He stepped on the rough stone ground and rushed up. A distance of more than ten meters could be crossed in twenty steps. After a while, Wei Jianjun rushed over this distance and rushed into the position ravaged by the two rounds of grenades with his bayonet.
The grenades were powerful, but the vitality of humans was far stronger than Wei Jianjun's. The Americans' position was a relatively flat pit with three machine guns pointing in different directions on the edge. The ground was littered with lightly injured and heavily injured soldiers of the American Federation Army. They exclaimed and screamed. Those who were not injured were dizzy and at a loss. Seeing someone suddenly rush in, the US soldiers, who were already confused, didn't even think that these guys who suddenly appeared were enemies.
An US soldier opposite Wei Jianjun stood up shakily. He had a confused expression on his face and wanted to say something. Wei Jianjun shouted in English, "Kneel! Surrender! "When the guy heard this, he seemed to have woken up from a dream and understood something. He let out a blood-curdling scream and ran away. A soldier next to him went up and stabbed him in the back with a bayonet.
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