march to victory

"Squad leader, what do you mean the little devil copied our ideas?"

Seeing the smiling expression of the soldier who spoke, he knew that he was joking with the little devil-this was also a way to relax the highly tense nerves.Therefore, the squad leader also smiled and was about to answer, but another soldier nodded with a smile just now, but was taken aback for a moment, then picked up his gun and shot at the two flashlights.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two shots were fired, and the lights of the two flashlights went out one after another.

"What's the matter?" No one had any objection to his comrades destroying the two flashlights, but they were a little surprised why he did it suddenly?

"Squad leader, I suddenly thought of a serious question."

"what is the problem?"

"Tell me, will the little devils learn from us and send people to attack us?"

Now, everyone understood what he meant: Whether they looked for the tongue of flames from the muzzle of the little devil, or used the light of the flashlight to determine the environment inside the little devil and his ammunition depot, they were actually occupying the three of them. In the dark, the little devil has the advantage in the light.However, now the two flashlights are shining right on their side. In this way, it means that they are in the bright place and the little devil is in the dark place.Especially this comrade-in-arms was right, if at this time, the little devil came over, at that time, the ones who would suffer would be the squad leader and the others.

Although the probability of this is very, very small, it is not afraid of [-], just in case, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, who can have an absolute guarantee?That's why this soldier couldn't wait to shoot and extinguish the light of these two flashlights, strangling this chance to death in the cradle.

So, everyone is now on the same starting line again.

However, the first squad leader obviously felt that it was not enough, so he asked for a flashlight from a comrade-in-arms, and then, as before, when the two comrades were ready, he threw the flashlight over.

Unfortunately, this time I was not very lucky, or I threw it a little too hard, so that the light of the flashlight was thrown out as soon as it hit the ground.

The first squad leader was not convinced, and asked another comrade-in-arms for a flashlight.

"Squad leader, let's forget it. If the flashlight shines on us, wouldn't that make it more difficult for us?"

When the first class monitor heard it, he felt that it was reasonable, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, let's stop playing, and send a message to the comrades behind, we are going to see the truth with the little devils, and let them be ready to support at any time."

"Squad leader, don't you need to be so troublesome? I think it's better to call directly, anyway, the little devil can't understand our Chinese."

"Don't be lazy, you kid..." The squad leader said in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten what the instructor said 'details determine success or failure'? If nothing else, you can be [-]% sure that the kid on the other side won't understand our Chinese Words? If you are unlucky, there is really even a little devil who can understand our Chinese. If you shout like this, won’t we expose our plan? At that time, there will be a big problem... Well, don't talk nonsense, hurry over."

"All right!"

The warrior was gone and returned in no time.

Immediately, there was no order, but the three of them changed the magazines silently with a tacit understanding - no matter how many bullets were left in the previous magazine, it was not as good as the new full magazine, so as to ensure that there would be no bullets in the middle of the attack, or It was time wasted because of changing magazines.Don't underestimate the time it takes to reload magazines. You must know that critical moments, even in the blink of an eye, may determine life or death.

The squad leader patted the shoulders of the two of them. The three of them held a dagger in their left hand and a box cannon in their right. Then, covered by the darkness, they slowly crawled out of the corner and moved forward bit by bit.The difference from before is that before, the squad leader took the lead, and the two soldiers each sided, forming a triangular battle formation. However, now, the squad leader is still in the center, but his body is leaning back, forming an inverted triangle.Just because this is more conducive to the current battle in the dark environment: in this case, it is equivalent to an open pocket moving forward slowly. Once encountering an enemy, especially an enemy attacking from this inverted triangle If so, the three of them can encircle in an instant and attack the enemy who broke into the triangle from three sides.

However, the three of them were thinking about the distance between the two corners they saw earlier.

In the second round of individual soldiers, special forces are stronger than ordinary troops. In addition to their own physical conditions and other reasons, there is another huge factor, and that is the training in details.

The assault company has already summed up a set of its own training methods based on actual combat and training. For example, although it is invisible now, although it was only a glimpse before, but that glance allows everyone to judge the approximate distance. I also calculated in my mind how many steps to climb to reach that distance.And the simplest calculation method is to climb with inverted crutches. In such an environment, everyone dare not use too much force, so each climb is relatively short, and the two inverted crutches climb twice each, which is about one meter. distance.

When the squad leader counted to seventeen in his heart, he just stretched the crutch with his right hand forward, but suddenly stopped because he felt something in front of him.

It just stopped for a while, and then, without even thinking about it, the first squad leader stabbed forward with the dagger in his left hand... During the training, there are professional teachings on this: in such an environment, when you feel something , you must believe in your own feelings, so as to respond as quickly as possible.Because even if your feeling fails thousands of times, it doesn’t matter, because as long as you succeed once, it is likely to save your life. On the other hand, if you don’t believe in your feeling once, then you are likely to die I lost my nickname because I didn't believe it this time... In such an environment, you can only believe in two things: your comrades and your feelings. Besides, what else can you believe in?

The sharp dagger barely made any sound, and the first squad leader felt that his dagger had stabbed the flesh.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, he lunged forward, stabbing the object in front of him several times in quick succession, until he pressed the object under his body, feeling that he was indeed overwhelming a person, but he also felt The opponent didn't resist, and didn't even tremble or struggle like ordinary people because of the pain of being stabbed.

However, these were all situations that only appeared in the head of the first squad leader in an instant, but his left hand continued to stab subconsciously. It was not until he was sure that the other party had no reaction that the first squad leader suddenly woke up—it was a corpse. .

After touching the opponent's skin, there was still warmth on the body, and then touched the opponent's neck to make sure that the pulse was not beating, the first squad leader realized: It seems that this is a corpse that has just died - probably not because of the shock. Those who died were killed by the previous random gunshots, and the first squad leader believed that the latter were mostly the latter.

Immediately he let out a long breath of relief.

However, the first squad leader didn't have time to rest, because he had to signal the two comrades around him, otherwise it would be troublesome if there was a misunderstanding.

He hurriedly groped to the right, touched a leg, patted it three times, and then put his hand on that leg.

The other party turned around, patted the squad leader's hand twice, and then continued to move forward.

Then the first squad leader hurriedly touched to the left again, just touched the waist of his comrade-in-arms, and patted him three times, and the comrade also turned around and patted his hand twice, and then moved on... But you must not slap hard, Then there will be a misunderstanding, because according to the habits of ordinary people, in the current environment, they are very nervous. When they suddenly encounter an enemy, they will definitely attack with heavy hands immediately, and it is absolutely impossible to pat three times.Therefore, the three taps are not only a confirmation, but also a sign to the other party that they are safe and can move on.And the other party patted back twice to show that they understood... This is the benefit of the tacit understanding and regulations developed in the usual training.Determine the identity of the other party silently, make some simple exchanges silently, and give each other safe support and encouragement silently.

The first squad leader took two deep breaths, tried his best to suppress the tension in his heart, and restrained his panting, because, in this deadly environment, panting heavily, although the enemies far away could not hear him, but in case any enemy approached him If you can definitely hear it, and thus launch an attack first, then you will be in danger.

The first squad leader would never have imagined that just because he restrained himself from panting for such a small detail, he quickly saved his life... To be honest, there is no precedent for the existence of the assault company as a special force. It all depends on everyone's continuous summarization and imagination in training and actual combat.Although it cannot be compared with the training details of modern special forces, it was really much stronger for ordinary soldiers at that time.

It truly embodies the true meaning of the phrase 'details determine success or failure'.

For example, this restraint of breathing was discovered by a sacrificed senior during an operation and reported after the war. For this reason, the martyr was rewarded with a bowl of mutton.

But now, not only did the lives of the first squad leader and the three of them be saved, but the little devil paid a heavy price just for this negligence.

The squad leader had just counted to thirty silently, when he felt that the first corner was on both sides...

suddenly!

He heard a panting sound, which made the squad leader's vigilance soar to the highest level in an instant. He was nervous and opened his eyes wide, hoping that he could see if there was an enemy in front of him. Of course, the result was still pitch black. Can't see anything.

However, the panting sound was getting closer.

This made the squad leader immediately confirm: there are little devils ahead, and there are more than one or two.

Because he is very clear, he knows the evil consequences of restraining his breath, and his comrades around him naturally know it too, and everyone has a way to restrain his breath. Under such an environment, he will never breathe heavily.

More importantly, the source of the panting sound was in front, and there were only three people on my side, and the other two comrades were on my left and right, so it was absolutely impossible to climb in front of me.

Everything shows that the little devil is coming.

This made the first squad leader couldn't help but want to smile wryly: just now, the brother shot out the flashlight with two shots, just because he was afraid that the little devil would take the opportunity to touch him and make a sneak attack on his side.Although the probability of this is very low, who would have thought that it would actually become a reality, and people have to sigh: the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and everything that is impossible may become a reality.

Immediately, the squad leader tried his best to restrain all kinds of thoughts in his heart, trying to calm down...