under fire

After the Devil's plane wreaked havoc on the "eight-way position" in the valley, it turned around and saw the soldiers of the "imperial army" rushing towards the eight-way position unstoppably.

Stretching out the bayonet and stabbing the eight roads on the ground
After two more turns, the warriors in the valley below were already waving to him. If the engine wasn't too loud, they would definitely be able to hear their cheers!
Panting and climbing to the top of the ridge, the sound of gunfire gradually faded away.

On the edge of the mountain ridge plateau, a ghost helmet suddenly appeared.

The anxious correspondent was so frightened that he hurriedly stuck to the mountain ridge.

Fortunately, the devils seem to be far away in the valley where the "devils" team brought by Ma Liang should not have found themselves.

There were still gunshots on the ridge.

It shows that the comrades in arms fighting the blocking are still fighting.

The gunfire seemed to be on the east side of the ridge overhead.
Force yourself to calm down and carefully recall the terrain on the top of the ridge when you left.

The little devil likes to outflank the two wings, and one squad will definitely not be able to defend the entire mountain ridge.

Then there is only one possibility. At this time, the comrades-in-arms have given up the excellent position of Aokou and retreated to the eastern highland.

they are desperate
Take a closer look at the terrain around you.

The cliff is roughly in the shape of a ladder, with a large area of ​​bare cliffs, more than [-] meters away from the top of the ridge, and a narrow and gentle slope full of shrubs.
With my own ability, I should be able to get by!
Ridge Highlands.

The devils in the east hid in a low place more than [-] meters away and fired continuously, resulting in a temporary stalemate.

The second platoon leader who had just transferred over sank.

House leakage meets continuous rain.

In the field of view of the borrowed telescope, more than thirty devils carrying a single frame appeared in the south valley.

He believed in the staff's fighting ability, and there would definitely be no major incidents. The appearance of devils behind him meant that the staff's ambush against the "devils" was over.
The problem is, until now the staff has not sent a correspondent.
The squad leader joined the fighters blocking the devils in the east, shrunk his head and pressed the bullet, and said to the special platoon leader: "There are only a dozen devils left in the east, why don't we rush over and fight?"

The soldier who kept staring at the machine gun next to him smiled wryly while pressing the bullet: "Hey, the three of us can prevent half a team from attacking devils. As long as we leave this high ground, we will immediately become the target of the little devils."

"Now there are enemies on all sides. Once the devils from the west come up, there is no danger to defend."

The platoon leader put away the binoculars: "What's the rush? According to the plan, we will climb the rope and go down the cliff in a while."

The squad leader was a little puzzled: "There are so many devils coming from the south."

The platoon leader looked serious: "Let's go down immediately. As long as we can reach the foot of the mountain before them, we can immediately move east. The little devil has come from a long way, and his physical strength is definitely not as good as ours."

The squad leader was a little impressed: "This time I have to thank Ma Lian and the others, otherwise our class might not know how to carry a rope."

The devils on the western high ground were lying on the high ground a hundred meters west of the col, blatantly firing their machine guns and throwing bullets.

But there was no movement of attack,

The soldier beside him suddenly interjected, "Those guys from the Ninth Battalion, they always want to run away before the battle begins."

The platoon leader shook his head: "This shows that they have rich experience in combat. If they had no experience of being forced into a desperate situation, who would bring so many ropes?"

The platoon leader stopped talking suddenly. He found that there was no place to tie the rope on the mountain ridge: "Rabbit, mother, where to tie the rope?"

"Forget." After bringing down the devil who was pulling the projectile in the east again, the rabbit shrank its neck.

"Quickly untie the leggings and string up the disguise."

north.

The shelling of the devils in the valley ended, and the frontal team began to go up the mountain.

Highlands west of the col.

Second Lieutenant Guizi held up his binoculars to observe.

A large group of devils who were ready to attack stared at each other.

Waiting for the second lieutenant to issue an attack order.

In front of them lay the remains of three Eighth Route soldiers
The sergeant chief lay beside the second lieutenant and looked thoughtfully at the camouflage made of scratches next to the body.

The second lieutenant muttered: "The elite of the Eight Routes is like this. Compared with other Eight Routes, they have slightly more bullets and more accurate marksmanship."

Sergeant Cao looked away: "Compared with the elites of the empire, they are not at the same level at all."

The second lieutenant put down the binoculars: "Tubalu must have been scared, he lay on the high ground without firing a single shot."

Sergeant Cao nodded: "The imperial army is guarding the east, and the garrison squadron at the foot of the mountain in the south is already in place. This time, Tubalu can't escape with its wings."

The second lieutenant looked around again: "At such a short distance, a few grenade shots will be able to wipe out all the elite Eight Routers."

"You haven't issued an attack order, are you planning to catch alive?"

The second lieutenant's face was a bit strange: "With less than a squadron of troops, blocking a squadron of the Imperial Army plus aviation for half a day is a respectable opponent."

Sergeant Cao nodded: "Indeed."

The second lieutenant was puzzled: "I was wondering how Tubalu avoided the aviation detection."

Sergeant Cao looked at the marks left by the ballistics of the machine guns on the ground: "Indeed, the machine guns of the fighter jets are firing back and forth intensively, and it is completely impossible to avoid them with only those weeds and bushes as camouflage."

The second lieutenant looked at the camouflage left by Ba Lu, and there was no trace of blood on the camouflage: "They just completely avoided the trajectory of the fighter jets."

Sergeant Cao looked carefully at the vicinity of the camouflage left by the Eight Route Army. The white stone chips left by the machine gun trajectory were more than [-] centimeters apart: "It is impossible to completely avoid it."

The second lieutenant suddenly thought of a possibility: "Their camouflage is not hung on the body, but lying under the camouflage, observing the trajectory of the machine gun every time the fighter jet dives and shoots, and moves its body slightly under the camouflage."

"Is this too exaggerated?"

The second lieutenant weighed it over and over again, but did not let the grenadier fire, and asked his men to persuade him to surrender.

A devil opened his mouth and yelled: "Listen eight roads in front, we are the Imperial Army of the Big Bird Empire. We respect your warrior spirit. Now, I will give you a chance to surrender."

The sun was shining on the bare mountain ridge, and no one was nervous on the battlefield, because the devils in the east also stopped attacking.

A soldier's rifle muzzled to the west: "Platoon leader, how about I shoot him?"

"Don't shoot, try to delay the time." The platoon leader was trying to use a bayonet to drill holes in the yellow sandstone: "Drag the three of their disguises here, so that the little devils can't see what we are doing."

The squad leader opened his throat: "Listen up, little devil, we have to think about it."

The second lieutenant saw that the eighth road on the opposite side was pulling the camouflage again, and he had a toothache, so he finally waved: "Machine gun warning fire."

chug chug. chug chug.
The crutched Type [-] machine gun began to roar.

Slightly adjusted the ballistics of the machine gun, and the ballistics were wreaking havoc in the eight-way camouflage near the highland ridgeline in the distance.

In front of the elite, does Tubalu think that hiding in the bushes can avoid bullets?

Even the devils' observation posts were dumbfounded. None of the devils believed that those bushes could block bullets.

There was no shot from the opposite high ground, and Balu still did not fight back.

Balu is even throwing bushes down the cliff
what's going on?Throwing the camouflage below as a camouflage, jumping down?
The cliff is more than [-] meters high, and there are several hurdles in the middle.
The second lieutenant stared at the triangular eyes, his face suddenly changed: "No, Tubalu has to run."

The sergeant next to him was stunned for a moment. Is the second lieutenant talking nonsense with his eyes open in broad daylight?
Then figure out the details, because the bushes that Balu dropped off the cliff did not fall down, but dangled in mid-air.
Eight way with rope?

The second lieutenant suddenly drew out his command knife and ordered: "Shoot, pretend to shoot at the bushes hanging on the cliff."

A group of devils followed suit.

They moved their bodies to the south cliff one after another, and the Devil's machine gun team placed on the high ground hurriedly moved to the south of the mountain ridge. Due to the problem of angle and shooting range, only the side close to the south side of the mountain ridge could shoot at the eight roads who were about to escape.

The Sergeant Cao was not stupid, and immediately took a squad of devils to run towards the col. It was very simple, there was a mountain road going south down the mountain at the col.

On the mountain road, the Tuba Road that climbs down the mountain with a rope is a living target.
Only the remaining eight soldiers slipped down the cliff under the calm command of the platoon leader.

For the soldiers of the secret service group, going up and down the cliff is a basic training subject.

It's just that the rope has limited bearing capacity and can only slide down one by one.

A ghost followed the gap in the mountain and moved cautiously towards the mountain road.

In the horizontal strip of bushes on the cliff, gunshots suddenly sounded.

The devil's body was crooked, screaming and falling off the cliff
The Second Lieutenant Guizi on the high ground watched this scene and was speechless for a long time.
Then, the devils from the north went up the col