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Chapter 115 The First Shot!
Bang, bang, bang!
People shivered in the cold in the snow. Many people were frozen stiff or a little unable to support themselves. They also woke up suddenly when they heard the gunshot.

Turning back sharply:

"Who the fuck shot?!"

"No, we didn't!"

The first thing he looked at was Yu Congrong.

Yu Congrong became anxious, he quickly raised the gun in his hand: "Company commander, don't point at me, it's not me, I don't have one!"

Xu Qing looked at his pocket watch: "It's not time yet, 10 minutes before the attack time."

Everyone had contacted through the radio station before, and agreed to launch a general attack at 22:[-].At this time, the time has not come
And Xu Qing has been paying attention, let alone him, no one on their side actually shot just now.

But out of caution, Qianli continued to look at the other soldiers, and everyone immediately checked their guns and ammunition.

Some gunshots rang out from the enemy's position. This matter was big or small. Everyone sweated nervously, for fear that some part would accidentally shoot first.Then it's easy to make a big deal happen.

However, after an inspection, Qilian did not find any problems, and there was no fire.

Soon, Mei Sheng came over to inquire about the news from several nearby companies.

Mei Sheng said: "Several other teams have asked, and none of our fighters has any problems. It should be that the Americans on the opposite side went off by themselves!"

Qianli nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

As a volunteer army, our army is still very disciplined, and the probability of this kind of wrong attack timing is generally very low.

Yu Congrong immediately asked: "The enemy has already made movement, shall we attack now?"

Wu Qianli narrowed his eyes slightly with this baby face.

Xu Qing knew him well, when Wu Qianli squinted at the enemy, it was his most dangerous moment.

"No, wait a moment."

Everyone looked at him.

"These Americans are like frightened birds now. After they calm down a little, we will use our guns to trick the enemy into attacking..."

Xu Qing nodded, understanding what he meant.

And the soldiers also felt that this was the truth.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The Americans on the opposite side also discovered their internal problems, and the movement gradually became quieter, and some positions that had just been brightly lit were also somewhat extinguished, and occasionally there were some babbled curses in English.

While everyone expected it, they also felt a little regretful.

The Americans did not have a more serious camp, which made them less interested in watching the excitement and deepened their desire to attack.

Xu Qing has been paying attention to the time trend of the pocket watch.

"Coming."

It was almost thirty, and he immediately signaled.

After watching for thousands of miles, he immediately put the whistle on his lips, and he looked to both sides, and the soldiers were also looking at him one after another.

Whoa!
Qianli nodded silently, pointing his gun at the Xiajieyuli position in front of him.The meaning is self-evident - ready to fight!
Everyone glanced at each other and nodded silently.

Even though they had been lying in the snow for four or five hours, and their limbs were stiff from the cold, no one complained. They waited for such a long time just for the battle at this moment!

Like everyone else, Xu Qing immediately put his gun in place and aimed it forward.

at this time.

On the position where the lights were held just now, most of them were extinguished, and the silence returned. There were only a few places where the lights were still slightly lit. wearing something.

He picked one of them.

It was a white American man dressed as an officer, and he was holding a soldier on top of a sandbag, apparently teaching him a lesson.

"Just you, friend."

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and aimed slightly, this person is so obvious in the dark night.

He looked at the pocket watch from the corner of his eye, the second hand was moving forward one by one...

One to thirty:
"boom!"

A bullet shot out of the Garand rifle abruptly, and ruthlessly pierced towards the sandbag over there!

After the fortification, the American who was scolding had a black muzzle on his forehead wearing a steel helmet, and his whole body fell to the ground as if he had been whipped.

"beat!"

Thousands of miles shouted.

In fact, he didn't need to shout, the others quickly started to attack after Xu Qing fired the first shot!

"Clap clap clap!"

A series of bullets were shot out densely, and they were fired quickly and ruthlessly into the position in the dark night.

Light machine guns, heavy machine guns, and bazooka resounded all over the high ground for a while.

After hearing the gunshots, many American soldiers turned over behind the sandbags, cursing: "Which recruit got fired again?"

Such phenomena are not uncommon.

Some soldiers even stood up angrily and wanted to yell and curse, but soon their companions found that his body had fallen from the sandbag, his eyes were wide open, and he was dying.

The commotion, the restlessness, the swearing.

Then slowly came the shouts of the Americans gradually waking up——

"Idiots (idiots), come back for real!"

"The Chinese are coming, they're really coming - the Chinese are attacking!"

The continuous gunfire made Jason on the opposite US position a little bit at a loss.

Just a second ago, his interim chief died on the spot. He died so suddenly. He was not ready yet, and the battle had already begun in the next second!

"What hell..."

He was so frightened that he quickly hid behind the sandbags, listening to the soldiers around him getting up and fighting back as if they had just woken up from a dream.

And the ground is already full of many colleagues who died in the sudden attack.

Jason faced the attack for the first time on the battlefield, and saw the Chinese attack for the first time.

Amidst the frantic gunshots, whistles and bugles sounding from all directions, he quietly raised his head, and he saw groups of sporadic flames bursting out on the wild highlands in all directions, as if there were enemies everywhere. All are Chinese.

Some soldiers quickly found out: "They are here! The Chinese are here, God—are they dying?"

Jason looked over carefully, and saw that on the small high ground to the west, in the darkness, groups of Chinese were encircling their positions.

It was an extremely shocking scene:

While enduring the fierce firepower from the east, they rushed out of the night on the unnamed highlands. These Chinese people seemed to be not afraid of death, and approached the position with weapons from various angles.

The old soldier who had been pleasant to him also stood up cursingly. He corked the wine bottle and put it on his waist, then lifted a curtain on a nearby sandbag, revealing a heavy machine gun inside.

He pointed a middle finger at the night sky over there:
"Go fucking yourself, Chinese!"

He hooked up the ammunition belt and was about to fire when he saw Jason snuggled up behind the sandbag beside him.

"What's wrong with you?" the veteran asked him.

"Boy, get up and attack, if you don't shoot, you will die."

The veteran didn't wait for Jason's reaction after finishing speaking, so he straightened his machine gun with a frantic face, and shot towards the direction where the Chinese came in the dark night, and shot towards those places that he couldn't even see!

Da da da da!
As long as there is a flame coming from the muzzle of the gun, he will shoot there.

Their family has a big business, and they don't care about the bullets at all.

snore.

Jason swallowed hard, and couldn't help but reply, "I'm nervous..."

But amidst the loud gunshots, he couldn't even hear what he said.

Thinking of what the old soldier said, Jason took his own gun and fired bullets out indiscriminately with trepidation.

After firing three magazines in a row, he saw his gun with his own eyes, as if he was lucky enough to shoot a volunteer soldier in the thigh.

"I got it (I hit it)! I got (I)..."

He shouted excitedly.

But it stopped abruptly in the next second——

Because when he saw that Chinese man was still crawling on the ground, wanting to move forward, his pupils were shocked.

He looked down at the rifle in his hand again in disbelief. There was nothing wrong, what he shot was not Chinese soybeans!

He didn't understand, but was shocked.

Jason thought of the legends about the Chinese in everyone's gossip, and he thought he understood why everyone was afraid of them——

If there is such a nation in the world, such a country whose people are so fearless of life and death, willing to sacrifice... then it must be the most terrifying army.

Jason turned his head again and looked at the veteran, still fast and precise in fighting posture, with a touch of sophistication in his sophistication. This was the battle scene of the US Marine Corps he had always imagined before joining the army.

He was very envious.

He also wanted to attack the enemy calmly, but he couldn't do it. Looking at the fierce firepower and hearing the horror legends about the Chinese before, he felt that his guts were shattered...

But envy only stayed on his face for half a second.

Soon, in his eyes, the veteran who was like a mentor on the battlefield, the sound of machine guns suddenly stopped, and he muttered a few words:
"Fuck, I haven't finished my drink..."

Jason was still a little confused.

But the next moment, I saw the old soldier slipping down from the muzzle of the machine gun without a sound - a fist-sized hole was exposed on his chest.

"Do not……"

And this exacerbated the fear in Jason's heart.

Ang Ang Ang -

The charge horn of the Volunteer Army in the distance was still blowing, penetrating the wilderness on the low high ground on all sides, reaching the depths of the position.

This trumpet sound from Far East China made him feel extremely flustered.

If Jason knew the Chinese language, he would know that this feels like an ancient Chinese legend:
Besieged on all sides, ambushes on all sides.

"God bless me."

Jason took several deep breaths before suppressing the fear in his heart a little.

He looked under the dead body of the veteran, revealing the shiny machine gun.

Jason's footsteps just moved, and his heart was a little ready to move - God forgive me, it is so powerful, as long as he masters it, he will probably become the most beautiful boy on the battlefield.

It is possible to realize your wish to add honor to your neighbors in the community.

But after a burst of gunshots, Jason immediately woke up.

He looked at the bloody and cold corpse of Chief Bob not far away, and at the death of the veteran in front of him, his heart trembled.

He remembered that the price might be in exchange for his life.

"Sorry..."

He looked at the old soldier's corpse and muttered something silently, then turned around and went behind the sand pile with few people, hiding carefully, trying his best to save his life.

(End of this chapter)