The buzzing hydroelectric generator sets are turning their blades all the time because of the raging underground river inside the cave base.
With the action of high-precision instruments, the kinetic energy is converted into kinetic energy, providing the inside of this base transformed from an underground cave.
A small amount is also a long-term source of electricity.
For a base that relies entirely on the exchange of industrial power storage boxes to maintain the three major systems of lighting, ventilation, and communications, even these two small hydroelectric generating units have saved a huge amount of money.
The Soviet officer, Blejevsky, had to admit that in just one or two months since he arrived here, he had already watched these Americans turn this originally dark and damp place into a The underground cave was abruptly transformed into a base capable of living.
Although they did not have permission to leave the No. 2 cave, they could tell from the echoes of the conversation that several large-scale defensive bunkers had been built even outside the cave base.
And Blejewski walked forward slowly.
The more than ten weeks of cave life had left him without any sunlight, and his originally fair skin became a little pale.
His hair was also a little dull, and his brows and eyes had lost the calmness he had when he first arrived at the cave base.
Occasionally he turned his head to look at Liszt, who was also walking next to him.
His eyes also had a bit of gloom and slowness.
After coughing slowly, he said calmly: "Then Mr.
List, you are just showing me how the great Soviet army conquered this simple base that was built for more than two months."
"The Soviet army may be powerful and can break through my humble base, but I don't think it is great."
In the slightly dim cave tunnel, Liszt was also striding forward, glancing at Blejewski with an expressionless expression on his face, but with a sarcastic smile on his face.
The 4a1 assault rifle acted as a guard, watching the Soviets in front of them warily.
However, there was not much nervousness in Liszt's eyes.
Even though he knew that the guy next to him had a Soviet army standard spur hidden on the side of his thigh, he still strode forward without looking back and spoke at the same time.
Said: "And they are here now."
"The tactical bombing lasted for about three minutes.
If such intensity was placed on a frontal battlefield fighting the United States Federation, I think the commander who carried out this tactical bombing would be tried in a military court."
Blejewski shook his head slightly and shrugged his shoulders as if with regret.
However, his hand followed the movement and subconsciously swept the corner of his thigh.
Inside the slightly bulging sac, there was a Soviet Army standard military spike firmly tied, which was still extremely sharp.
This was handed to him quietly by another soldier, and Blejewski looked at Liszt, who was almost close at hand.
His heart trembled slightly, and the fingertips that touched the thorn handle moved away again.
As if unintentionally, he said: "If the bombing lasts longer, perhaps these caves with uneven stress will collapse on their own."
"If the bombing lasts longer, maybe you will be buried under the collapsed rock formations."
The smile on his lips remained the same, and Liszt's ears swayed slightly.
He seemed to hear the gentle sound of wind in the tunnel in front of him, and at the same time, his There is also some kind of smell of burning and gunpowder explosion in the nasal cavity. , the pace under his feet could not help but speed up a bit, and at the same time he turned to look at Blejewski who seemed to have stabilized, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was also taunting: "You know, I have to explain one thing, We are under several meters of rock, so it is unlikely that we will be bombarded by the surface and cause a collapse."
Liszt's eyes were sarcastic, but Blejewski couldn't help but pause slightly as he advanced.
He could see the confidence hidden in the seemingly sarcastic gaze in front of him.
He swallowed subconsciously, and the two US Marine Corps guards behind him were also urging him to move forward.
He shook his head vigorously and continued to stride forward to keep up with Liszt, but he didn't know why. , but his heart was a little more throbbing.
The smell of scorched earth was getting thicker and thicker.
Liszt just sniffed the air slightly, and the tip of his nose was already filled with this gas that can only be produced after burning.
Reaching out and rubbing the tip of his nose, Liszt still strode forward.
Two half-meter-high circular tunnels had been dug on both sides of Cave No. 4, and he knew that this was the main passage to the four defensive bunkers on the west side.
However, he did not get into the narrow tunnel, but turned around and walked towards Cave No. 5.
After passing through the long and narrow tunnel, the war atmosphere in Cave No. 5 is even more intense.
Ten marines are stationed here nervously, but the ground is all covered with black ash blown in, and look at the shooting holes that have been opened. , you know that the ashes and burnt smell are flying in from outside. 2 The Browning heavy machine gun has been set up on a shooting position made of poured concrete.
The tripod firmly supports the heavy gun body.
The first and second shooters are also looking nervously outside, through the long-sighted sight installed on the heavy machine gun. , observing the situation outside with great solemnity.
And right next to the heavy machine gun position, in the corner of Cave No. 5, on a platform also made of concrete, a short and flexible artillery was placed on it, and was being divided by five other Marine Corps soldiers.
Control, it was Lister who exchanged the Type 92 infantry gun in the system.
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They were all ready, looking at the situation outside with solemn expressions.
Even the soldiers transporting ammunition had already moved more than a dozen artillery shells and boxes of heavy machine gun ammunition chains over in the shortest possible time, and directly used The crowbar is open and ready to be used.
"Such a small cannon looks really strange."
Blejewski's eyes swept across the No. 5 cave, but his eyes were already focused on the Type 92 infantry gun on the artillery position in that corner.
He couldn't help but frown slightly.
In this world without the traditional Asian scope, there was also no trace of the Japanese army in World War II, and there was also no prototype of the Type 92 infantry gun, which was extremely dexterous in complex environments.
But his previous military literacy still made him think for a moment.
Looking at the shape of this small artillery, he couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth with a sarcastic smile: "I didn't know that the US federal government would develop such a mortar that can shoot directly."
A useless weapon."
"Of course, this thing has a short range and low power.
It's really a bit bulky compared to the flexible mortar."
Liszt had no intention of refuting Blejewski's ridicule.
Instead, he smiled the same way, turned his head and glanced at the ridicule on his face, slowly shrugged his shoulders, and looked at the words that were more practical for Asia.
The Type 92 Infantry Artilleryman, who had a relatively thin body, coughed lightly, and then said lightly: "But it is also an artillery piece, isn't it?"
The smile at the corner of his mouth was also sarcastic, looking at Blejewski lightly He said softly: "The small-caliber artillery responsible for suppressing you came easily, didn't it?"
The smile on Blejewski's face gradually faded.
As a commander of regiment-level troops, he certainly knew what the most important artillery in mountain warfare should be.
And he looked at the muzzle that had been tilted upwards like a mortar, and his expression also changed. caliber muzzle, but looked at the shell next to it, which was significantly larger in length, width and height than ordinary mortar shells.
His eyes gradually widened, and he turned to look at Liszt and said in a rough voice: "You It’s already been planned.”
Although this kind of artillery is not as convenient and flexible as a mortar, the thick and narrow shooting hole in front of it can only allow the shells of this artillery to fly out.
This is undoubtedly an artillery position in a bunker, which can effectively kill the enemy and completely protect itself.
Blejewski's face was already a little livid.
He could imagine that this was like a mortar, a howitzer, or a small direct-fire cannon, combined with the firepower of several heavy machine guns in bunkers and bunkers, harvesting easily.
That picture of the Soviet infantry who were still looking ignorant and continuing to attack in this direction.
"Of course, since we were discovered by you, isn't everything we have done just for today?"
Taking a deep breath, the rich smell of scorched earth made Liszt seem to have returned to the long-lost battlefield.
He turned his head and glanced at Blejewski, whose face became extremely ugly, but a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. on his face.
Liszt slowly took a few steps forward and came to the original entrance that had been blocked by concrete.
Outside the small observation hole, he could see the dark land with only ashes left.
With the data link flowing in his eyes, Liszt's eyes had already passed through the observation post and the distance limit, and he saw the Soviet soldiers who were gathering together as if on an outing like a telescope.
Liszt narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more mocking, and he whispered as if talking to himself: "Look, they are like a spring outing, do you think we can win, my dear Blige?"
Comrade Fsky" As he spoke, he took out his walkie-talkie from the compartment on his chest and pressed it slowly.
As expected, all the noise was interference, but Liszt just snorted coldly.
He turned to look at the command captain of Cave No. 5 next to him, and ordered slowly: "Then tell our troops now to wait for my order":