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Chapter 215. Battle defense artillery


The diffuse smoke has faded, and the land burned by the flames has become extremely soft.

After several nights of blowing, plant seeds from the tops of other hills continue to arrive on this mountainous land.

Perhaps because of the better nutrients, a lot of greenery has appeared in a hurry.

Of course, compared with the more lush green traces on the surrounding hills, there are still large areas of black ashes, as ugly as the scene after a fire.

The soft moonlight has fallen on this dark night world, bringing with it a slight fluorescence, just like the day covered with gauze, as beautiful as art and sacred.

A little bit of insect chirping has already started to sound, the vibration of wings is mixed with the sound-producing organs, and the chirping and chirping one after another is like a scene of mountain life at night.

When the figures of several dexterous wild animals cross the night sky, it is like a documentary.

Foraging in this mountainous area, looking for their favorite food to fill their hungry bellies throughout the winter.

The sound of teeth tearing muscles could already be heard in the night.

The sounds of biting and swallowing appeared in the chirping of insects, and occasionally there were low growls for snatching food.

After three days and three nights, many carnivores and scavengers have appeared in this mountainous area.

Under the competition of this group of wild animals, the originally abundant food resources have gradually disappeared, which also caused their of snatching.

But in the defensive bunker at the top of the mountain, it was pitch black as if there was no movement.

Only the outer walls that had been barely repaired could be seen, and the concrete that had been foamed again during the day was slowly slowly changing in the night. of dry condensation. 2 The Browning heavy machine gun has always been placed there with its tripod open.

A young man from the Marine Corps is leaning firmly on the back.

His vigilant eyes follow the black hole of the muzzle, and his fingers are always on it.

With the trigger on it, it seemed to be ready to fire at any time.

The Soviet Union's retreat three days ago had completely detonated this unrelieved powder keg.

No one dared to joke with his own life, not to mention that he was still responsible for an extremely important defensive bunker.

Not just him alone, there is also a soldier on guard on the second floor of the defensive bunker.

As long as there is any abnormal movement, the seven fellow Marines who are resting on the third floor will instantly attack within thirty seconds.

Once in place, the light and heavy firepower network will also cause heavy casualties to any enemy.

This is true for all defensive bunkers, and all of them are also staring coldly outside.

The view of the mountainous area under the moonlight can extend to a hundred meters away, not to mention that for any Marines on duty at night, they are carrying Night vision goggles have also allowed them to see the outside world more clearly.

This kind of low-light night vision device is more obvious on moonlit nights.

Even when they are used with telescopes, the darkness of the night has become their hidden advantage, not the enemy's.

This is the frontline battlefield, the frontline of the most direct exchange of fire with the enemy.

No one dares to relax, and no one dares to take a nap, but they do not appear to shoot without authorization.

Unable to tell what kind of wild animals they are, they are tearing away at the rich meat resources under the hills.

Their slight growls also represent temporary safety.

They are extremely sensitive to hearing and smell.

Sometimes these seemingly unnoticed animals Small details have become a cordon for them.

But in the westernmost defensive bunker, the Marine in charge of the secret sentry frowned and slowly pulled a rope around him twice.

In the rest area on the third floor, a The sound of tiny copper bells appeared in the one after another snoring sound, but it was like a bolt from the blue.

The Marines who were sleeping like corpses opened their eyes instantly, and the confusion in their eyes instantly turned serious.

They had not taken off their clothes to sleep, and they immediately stood up on their sleeping bags, holding their own 4a1 assault rifles. , rushing up to the second and third floors lightly and quickly along the cement stone steps.

They held their breath one by one.

A few of them were slightly lined up behind the shooting holes on the second and first floors, and they cautiously stuck their heads out to look at the situation outside. 2 Browning heavy machine guns have also been re-erected, and among the 4a1 assault rifles of the Marine Corps boys, they are all aimed at the outside world.

Their movements were gentle, because right before their eyes, strange black shadows had appeared on the mountain top shrouded in moonlight.

"What's going on?

Those Soviets continue to attack?"

The squad leader of the Marine Corps frowned slightly.

As the highest-ranking junior commander in the westernmost defensive bunker, his face was extremely solemn.

He gently took off the night vision goggles on his forehead and handed it to the heavy machine gun shooter next to him.

Instead, he immediately shrank and walked towards the ladder, but instead of running away, he faced the four Marines on the first floor.

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He nodded slowly and said softly: "Hold on, I'm going to inform the cave base that these damn Soviets probably chose a sneak attack."

In this pitch-black night, so many humanoid shadows appeared here, obviously with evil intentions.

The captain of the Marine Corps did not think that those guys were delivery boys who came to deliver warmth at night, and even if they were delivery boys, how could they appear here?

He quickly dialed the phone number of the communication room in the base, and then Hearing the voice of the correspondent after the call was connected, he said with a solemn tone: "We found a large number of unknown people approaching the bunker position in the west."

"I understand, that's good."

The correspondent's voice was slightly sharp, as if he was slightly surprised by the squad leader's report.

But he didn't hesitate at all, and directly reached out and slapped the red button on the panel next to him.

And as he patted down heavily, an extremely subtle alarm sound immediately appeared in every room or defensive bunker, just enough to cover their ears without being spread out in a big way.

This was a specially created alarm in the cave base, and all the Marines who were still resting had already opened their eyes and rushed towards their established posts.

However, several key positions, such as the defensive bunkers outside and the Type 92 infantry cannon in the cave base, were immediately returned to war status due to the Marines sleeping directly next to them, their faces full of solemnity.

Waiting for the next step of instructions, or carefully observing the enemies outside.

The entire cave base has woken up.

They have transformed into a terrifying war bunker.

They have rearranged their most lethal firepower network, just like a senior and deadly hunter, waiting for the approach of their prey.

And those prey were individual figures that appeared on the top of the mountain.

They appeared quietly on the top of the mountain.

Although there was moonlight shining in the past, they looked like they were wearing some tactical camouflage, just like the dark mountain rocks.

Inconspicuous in the night.

And Liszt has also appeared in the only highest commanding height in this mountainous area, which is the mountain defense bunker at the top of Cave No. 5.

Karl and the two staff officers were also behind him, their faces extremely solemn and serious.

This time, the inexplicable troops were approaching here, and as they expected, no one would be able to let them go if they suffered the tragic situation of nearly half of the regiment's casualties, let alone those Soviet armed forces.

"They are coming" Slowly exhaling, the green data stream gradually intertwined in Liszt's eyes, and with the formation of the data link, his eyes gradually developed the ability of far vision and night vision.

But his face froze slightly, and there was a look of astonishment on his expressionless face, but a certain solemnity was immediately suppressed, making his voice sound like a low roar, speaking to the person behind him.

Karl ordered: "Block the exit of the base, and all personnel are on standby.

If any abnormal enemies are found, fire immediately.

All defensive bunkers are allowed to fire freely."

But before he finished speaking, the solemn look on his face became more and more serious.

There was even a little cold sweat on his forehead, and some kind of complexity made him clenched his fists tightly.

Taking a deep breath, Lister continued to issue the order, and ordered Karl without any hesitation: "Notify all soldiers, non-Marine members inside the base, the rest are enemies, regardless of whether they are wearing U.S. federal uniforms or not."

"clear" Karl's face was also extremely solemn.

Although he didn't know what happened to make Liszt's face look so ugly, he still quickly gave Liszt's order.

All the fortifications inside and outside the cave base have been prepared.

The muzzle of the Type 92 infantry gun has slowly appeared outside the firing port of the cave.

Its dark appearance has been aimed at the countless burly bodies arriving. the western area.

Three days ago, they had lost more than half of an elite Soviet infantry regiment under the fire cover of tanks and aviation regiment helicopters.

Now they have greater firepower, more lethal weapons, and more How could one be so easily afraid of the number of artillery pieces?

And in the pits of the cave base, the Type 92 infantry cannons had already extended out of the muzzle, and were slightly raised upwards, pointing at the already adjusted Zhuyuan.

If you carefully count the artillery one by one, you will be surprised to find that there are now twelve Type 92 infantry cannons in the artillery holes of the base where there were originally only six Type 92 infantry cannons.

Even among the eight defensive bunkers inside and outside surrounding the base, and among the defensive bunkers in the four directions on the inside, there are already small-caliber direct-fire artillery, which seems to be specifically aimed at armored targets, combat defense artillery: