Chapter 298 Seven Ins and Seven Outs

"Quick! Quick, quick... quicken your pace. The next wave of attacks is coming soon. We must rush to the next position within ten minutes." As Zhang Weishan's bodyguard, Shouhou naturally is He took the lead and ran at the front of the team.

And he was carrying some ammunition on his shoulders.

Zhang Weishan, Blind Xiong, and the scholar advanced side by side, searching for available supplies at any time. They also carried boxes on their shoulders, and most of the ammunition in them had disappeared.

Therefore, the weight is not as heavy as expected, and the steps are relatively light.

However, there is a proverb among the New Army that goes like this: If we don’t have guns or cannons, the enemy will make them for us.

In today's Cheorwon, this proverb is also applicable. Compared with the previous island country with scarce resources, the soldiers of the mold army are more generous and surrender more quickly. The ammunition they carry is more technologically advanced. Far beyond imagination.

Therefore, every time the tide recedes, it is tantamount to an invisible gift, a rain from the sky, for the new army responsible for blocking the attack in Tiewuan.

Although there is a problem of mismatched ammunition models, it pales in comparison in the face of the big problem of no logistical support.

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly changed.

"call out!!!"

Accompanied by this roar that cut through the sky, a cannonball flew out like a vanguard, like a silver lightning, accurately showing a perfect parabola.

During the rapid flight, the tail of the cannonball rubbed violently with the air, emitting a deafening, harsh and sharp explosion, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart.

The next moment.

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Before the first shell hit the ground, sharp explosions sounded one after another, and then a continuous stream of shells hit Cheorwon like raindrops.

"Hidden! Hidden! Everyone get down and take cover!" Zhang Weishan shouted hysterically while running wildly in the dug trenches.

Although he also knew that this kind of shouting, on this vast plain, was coupled with the sharp whistling of artillery shells, and the thunder of the shells exploding.

The role it can play is minimal.

Moreover, under this kind of almost complete bombardment, the chance of survival is very slim.

But as the commander of the third battalion, Zhang Weishan wanted to do his best to reduce the casualties of the large troops no matter what.

Because this time the blocking battle was too hasty.

Since the news was delayed for more than a day, when the superiors gave their army an order to block the attack, the unlucky troops on the side had already broken through the battle line and surrounded them.

In this battle, it is only a matter of time before the entire army is annihilated.

Therefore, now in the new army above the Iron Plains, every regiment commander, every battalion commander, every company commander... and even every soldier are prepared to make a heroic sacrifice.

Use your own flesh and blood to resist the roaring steel behemoth, and try your best to delay enough time for the evacuation of the large troops in the rear.

You can do it even if you know you can't do it!

This is China’s strong army in the new era!

Where the shells fell, dust and smoke rose, forming huge craters. Clearly visible scars were left on the ground, deeply imprinted on the land.

"Ah!! Ah——"

The thin monkey ran in the trenches, avoiding artillery fire. What could not catch up with them were the artillery shells, but there was a sound that kept lingering in his heart.

It was the almost inaudible and miserable cry in the artillery fire. At this time, he would rather his hearing was not so good, but this was impossible.

"We're here, hurry up, hurry up..."

The thin monkey concentrated and ignored the messy sounds in his ears. While running in the trench, his eyes kept scanning around, and soon he saw a place covered by haystacks. He quickly looked towards Zhang Weishan and others behind him. The man waved.

Boom boom boom!

With the arrival of Zhang Weishan, Xiong Xiazi and others, the haystack was quickly opened, and a few people nestled in. The thin monkey stayed outside, quietly waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Scholar, how much time do you have?" At this time, Zhang Weishan changed from his previous joking, his eyes became sharp, and he looked closely at the weak scholar.

"Wait for me to take a look." The scholar looked at the watch on his wrist that was already tattered but still barely functioning, and replied in a deep voice: "About three minutes."

"Okay." Zhang Weishan nodded when he heard the words, then looked at Blind Xiong beside him, and said coldly: "Get the Charge ready and wait for my order at any time."

"Yeah." Blind Xiong nodded heavily, indicating that it was okay.

According to common sense, every regiment and every battalion should have someone responsible for blowing the charge horn, but at special moments, special things need to be done.

Blind Xiong has a physique that is different from ordinary people, and of course his lung capacity is also different from ordinary people.

Although it may not be able to blow so many twists and turns to convey a variety of signals, considering Xiong Xiazi's lung capacity, it is definitely the one that blows the longest and loudest.

Therefore, the role it can play on this vast plain is extremely critical and important.

"Now, one minute to check the equipment and two minutes to adjust the status." After giving the order, Zhang Weishan then turned to look at the thin monkey on the edge of the pit and said seriously:

"Stay alert, our lives depend on your ears."

"Yes." Thin Monkey nodded solemnly.

He has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and is happy with it. Only in this way, being needed like this, can he seem to have a different kind of security.

Then the thin monkey closed his mouth and covered his ears.

He learned this method from a scholar, saying it was to maintain the balance of internal and external air pressure and protect the eardrums. Although he didn't understand the specific principles, he still followed it.

This habit has been maintained.

Because Shouhou knew that the scholar was his brother, and he was also an extremely "noble" scholar.

Reading was something out of reach for an orphan like him. His only dream since he was a child was to be able to sit in the school and read the text freely, and to be able to eat hot steamed buns and steamed buns when he got home after school. pickle.

When I think about it, it feels like a dream.

Dreams that were previously out of reach seem to be within reach with the establishment of New China.

so.

"For New China."

Shouhou thought about his dream, and when he returned to his hometown before joining the New Army, not only was everyone yelling at him when he returned to his hometown, he could also be called a street rat, and everyone avoided him. Not as good as.

But after joining the New Army, he was finally able to stand up and be a good man, and when he returned to his hometown, he was welcomed by the villagers.

Some elders in the village were even planning to create a family tree for him, a refugee orphan. This was something Shouhou had never dared to think about before.

Thinking of this, Thin Monkey's eyes became more focused, staring closely at the sky shrouded in dust, looking forward to the moment when the sound of cannons stopped.

Time passes bit by bit.

Three minutes can be said to be like a year in the eyes of the students in class, but in the eyes of Zhang Weishan and others, they even hope that this kind of time can be longer.

Despite the constant roar of artillery fire.

But in just two minutes, Zhang Weishan and others seemed to have had a sweet dream, with peaceful smiles on their faces.

The next moment.

The moment the last shell exploded.

"Blind Bear, hurry up! Blow the horn quickly."

"Okay." The moment Xiong Xiong heard the voice, he suddenly opened his closed eyes, and then showed agility that was completely inconsistent with his huge body. He just jumped up with his hands and arrived. on the ground.

He took out the polished and shiny horn from his pocket.

Then.

"Tick-tick-tock-!"

The cheerful, rhythmic, and extremely penetrating horn sound immediately pierced the heavy haze and rushed into the sky.

Then, in just a moment, if you look at it from a high altitude, many potholes suddenly appeared on the vast ground.

It's like whack-a-mole.

Of course, the shelling has a certain area. It is impossible to cover the vast iron plains that span hundreds of miles. Therefore, theoretically, as long as you are outside the shelling range, you can avoid the shelling.

But this also means that as the battle line retreats, it will become more difficult to regain it.

Such a battle for the front line has been going on for two days and two nights on this iron plain. Even though the new army has strong ideological guidance, although it is full of energy, its body is already beyond its capabilities.

But for a moment.

"Boom" "Boom"

The steel behemoth made an extremely oppressive roar. The tracks made a heavy roar on the soil and stones. The machine guns and artillery on the turret shone with cold light. The black smoke coming out of the tail pipe was like an evil ghost coiling around its body. The strange aura.

"How is it?" Zhang Weishan climbed out of the pit and looked at the thin monkey who was listening attentively.

"Twelve o'clock direction." Thin Monkey said, frowning slightly, and replied with some doubts: "But I don't know why, there seem to be much fewer tanks attacking this time than last time."

"I guess I want to make dumplings." Zhang Weishan showed a disdainful smile, but there was also a hint of helplessness in it.

This is a conspiracy, but there is no solution.

Due to the constraints of logistical resources, the shells used to destroy the bazooka, the tank's best weapon, had long been consumed in previous battles and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Now if they want to stop those steel behemoths, the only way is to get within ten meters of the tanks with heavy anti-tank grenades.

Only in this way can a sufficiently high hit rate be ensured.

But the disadvantage is that if you are too close to the tank, the survival rate is almost zero.

Therefore, on this battlefield, almost every nest of a steel behemoth means the heroic sacrifice of one, several... or a dozen soldiers.

Although after two days and two nights of almost non-stop fighting, his body was exhausted to the extreme.

But at the moment when the war started, all the New Army soldiers were as if they had been given blood. This battle was for the large troops in the rear and for the motherland behind them!

At that moment when the steel behemoth emerged from the smoke.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The bright and brilliant flames suddenly bloomed on the battlefield. However, "one bullet takes away one enemy" is simply impossible when facing the coordinated tactics of infantry and tanks.

The soldiers of the Mold Army were like turtles, tightly huddled behind the tanks equipped with shovels, wearing well-prepared helmets, with bulging magazines with bullets ready on their chests, and carrying several fragmentation grenades on their waists.

They were armed to the teeth.

The trench tactics were flattened to the ground in an instant before the tanks equipped with shovels, allowing the subsequent tanks and soldiers to pass safely and undamaged.

When Zhang Weishan saw this scene, his pupils shrank sharply, and his teeth were about to crack, wishing he could bite his teeth to pieces.

This was a new piece of equipment, and it was something he had never expected. Although he had a long-term strategic vision, he was still limited by his own knowledge and experience.

This meant that the trenches they carefully built to hinder the advance of the tanks had completely become useless.

"Blind Bear! Blind Bear!"

"Here!"

"Shou Hou, give all the anti-tank grenades in your hand to Blind Bear." Zhang Weishan gave the order, then looked at Blind Bear solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Are there any problems?"

"No problem." Blind Bear patted his chest confidently.

Then he took the anti-tank grenade from Shou Hou's hand, and rushed out of the trench like a nimble tiger in the slightly stunned eyes of Zhang Weishan and the scholar.

Why did Zhang Weishan and the scholar stare blankly?

The reason is also very simple, because Blind Bear actually pushed the boy who was previously on his shoulders to the front, as if he was using a shield.

In an instant.

Zhang Weishan's face changed drastically and became extremely ugly, because this was something he could not accept. In any case, from the appearance, the stranger had a boy's face.

Aren't those boys the ones they are guarding behind them?

"Captain, don't worry." Seeing this, the taciturn man on the side looked carefully, then showed an unbelievable look on his face, patted Zhang Weishan on the shoulder, and said in surprise: "Take a closer look."

Zhang Weishan looked carefully and found something strange, that is, the bullets shot at the boy seemed to have lost their effect.

No bleeding!

As for the more, he couldn't see clearly.

Because the blind bear had run far away.

"Are all the vegetative people you mentioned before like this?" Zhang Weishan showed a look of surprise on his face, turned his head and looked at the scholar on the side, trying to get some reliable answers.

"I, I...I..." The scholar also showed a look of seeing something strange on his face, and hurriedly supported his eye sockets. After confirming that he had no fireworks, he said "I" for a long time but still nothing happened.

Is this what a vegetative person is like?

It's unlikely, but how can the scene in front of me be explained scientifically?

To be honest, the scholar had never seen a real vegetative person, he had only heard of such cases, so naturally he could not give Zhang Weishan a reasonable answer.

…

"Great! So great!"

Blind Bear tightly grasped the clothes on the back of the strange boy with one hand, and ran wildly in the trench. The clothes were made of unknown material, but they were extremely tough and could not even be penetrated by machine guns.

And it also had a shock-absorbing effect.

With this human-shaped shield, Blind Bear was confident that he could kill seven in and seven out.

Therefore, in just a moment, Blind Bear came to 30 meters away from the first steel behemoth, and then suddenly threw out an anti-tank grenade in his hand.

Then he raised the human-shaped shield in his hand without hesitation in the direction of the bullet attack, and turned to another steel behemoth.

Blind Bear wanted to kill happily! (End of this chapter)