The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2393: Living Towards Death (I)

"Bang" a gunshot was heard, followed by a bullet hitting a tree trunk behind a Chinese soldier and making a "puff" sound.

The Chinese soldier subconsciously looked back and what he saw was endless greenery at the foot of the mountain.

"Fuck!" He couldn't help but curse as he turned back.

"Platoon leader, be careful. Don't let the Japanese soldiers above your head see you!" A soldier hiding behind a big rock a few meters away from him said to him.

"What the hell are you talking about? Do you think it was the Japanese devils who attacked us?" the platoon leader said angrily.

"Ah? The supervision team?" the soldier asked.

This time the platoon leader did not answer and his face looked extremely bad.

The supervisory team? Maybe, but who can guarantee that it wasn't their battalion commander Zhu Weiyan who ordered the attack?
But what's the point of saying who hit him at this time? Whether it's the battalion commander or the supervisory team, they are just urging me to lead the soldiers to charge up.

Because before they attacked, Battalion Commander Zhu Weiyan had already made it very clear to them.

"I don't need you to use yourselves to dodge bullets. You can find a place to hide, but if you just hide and pretend to be dead, you might really die!"

Is there any need to ask what the battalion commander meant? What he meant was that we were hiding in this place just above the hillside. You can dodge the bullets of the Japanese devils on the mountain, but can you dodge the bullets of your own people behind you?

"Everyone listen, follow me and prepare to charge upwards and find the next hiding place! Otherwise, the bullets of the supervision team will not be vegetarian!" the platoon leader shouted.

Then he really slipped out from behind the big rock where he was hiding, and climbed up to another rock diagonally above using his hands and feet.

He had already observed that he should hide behind that rock.

Not only had he observed the hiding place carefully, he had even thought of every detail of how to get there. It could be said that he had rehearsed it several times in his mind.

He jumped forward, reached out and grabbed a bush, used the force to push forward two steps, then stepped hard on the small tree that was about as thick as his arm, and he should be able to lie behind the rock.

He thought so in his heart and did so.

The moment he appeared, he heard gunshots, the sound of shooting from behind him, that is, from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. It was the firepower from the rear providing them with fire cover. At the same time, the sound of gunfire on the mountain, whether it was the Japanese light machine guns or rifles, also rang out.

At the moment when the platoon leader stepped on the small tree to gain leverage to fall down, he felt a bullet flying past his right rib. By the time he felt this, the bullet had already flown past.

As the commander of this attack up the mountain, he knew that he was temporarily safe, although this safety would only last for a minute or two or even less than a minute.

Even after he hid behind the stone, he did not forget to look to the right using the cover of the stone.

At this moment, he happened to see the soldier he had just talked to rolling down the hillside after being shot.

The slope was not too steep, and the soldier just rolled twice before lying on his back on the trunk of a tree, motionless. It was obvious that he had been killed.

When he looked elsewhere, he saw three other soldiers also lying on the hillside. Although their postures were different, they were also killed in battle.

Four of them were killed by the Japanese devils just at the beginning. The platoon leader grinned, but he didn't know how many more would die next time. His platoon would be wiped out before they even climbed halfway!

But there is no point in saying anything else now. Either you capture Hou'ersai or die, no matter if you are killed by the Japanese devils or your own people!

He pulled the stone with his hand and glanced to the upper left, or to the front left. He was still more than thirty meters away from his target - a huge rock more than two people tall.

Only after reaching there could they pause their attack for a while.

Because no matter how many of them could hide behind the boulder, at least the Japanese troops on the mountain could not do anything to the Chinese soldiers hiding behind the boulder for the time being.

The boulder was big enough to block any bullets. Even if the Japanese fired grenades, the boulder could act like a reverse slope. The grenades could not fall directly behind the boulder, which increased the chances of survival for the people hiding there. They could use the back of the boulder as a temporary foothold or a springboard for their attack up the mountain. They could provide fire cover for the subsequent attacking officers and soldiers behind the boulder.

The platoon leader was just thinking about this when the gunfire from the mountains and hills stopped again.

"Fuck!" As soon as the gunfire stopped, the platoon leader felt like cursing.

Since his vision was also limited, he couldn't see the attack from his side on the hillside.

But the cessation of gunfire meant that the soldiers he led had gone into hiding again, except for those who had just died, of course.

There are rocks and green trees on the mountains and hills, and people can hide anywhere. There is no point in shooting if the enemy and us can't see each other.

So when does it make sense? Of course, it only makes sense when the target appears, and the so-called target for both the enemy and us is them, the ones on the hillside.

As soon as they showed their heads, the soldiers on the mountain would show their heads and shoot, and their own people below would also show their heads and shoot.

Damn it, why do I feel like I am the most miserable one! I am the idiot who has to show my head!

But no matter how stupid you are, you have to charge forward until you are shot and die.

The platoon leader complained in his heart, but it did not stop him from shouting again: "Find the next hiding place and get ready - charge for me!"

As he shouted, he took the lead and rushed out again.

The previous situation happened again, and the enemy and our side started shooting at each other again. The most unlucky one was of course the platoon that was attacking up the hillside.

In fact, what the platoon leader thought was not entirely right. Ever since he led his men up the hillside, Shang Zhen, who provided covering fire, had been continuously shooting at the mountain.

It's just that sometimes he was the only one in the entire Chinese camp shooting at the Japanese army, so his sporadic gunshots were not very noticeable under the firepower of the Japanese army.

But even so, Shang Zhen would retreat and change his shooting position after firing a few shots.

Shang Zhen has enough confidence in his marksmanship.

It's impossible to hit the target 100% with five shots, but it's certain that we can hit the three Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese army was not stupid. As long as they found that their people were being shot dead one after another, they would think that there were sharpshooters of the Chinese army below, and then they would calculate their approximate location based on the gunshot parts of the dead.

Shang Zhen knew too well the role of a sharpshooter, but he was the only one in his group.

But there were a lot of Japanese troops. It was not that he could not let the Japanese target him, but he could not let the Japanese find his individual position at all. Otherwise, all that would be waiting for him would be that one or several "peanuts"!
The reason why the platoon leader didn't hear the gunshots below when he was hiding on the hillside was that Shang Zhen happened to be moving his shooting position.

There were constant gunshots and bullets flying around. The platoon of soldiers on the mountain took advantage of the cover of trees and rocks and rushed towards the big rock as best they could. None of them fired a shot, as that was the job of the soldiers down the mountain. They couldn't shoot at the Japanese while climbing the hillside, as that would only mean they would die faster.

They were all gambling with their lives, gambling that they would not be hit by Japanese bullets when they appeared in the Japanese army's firing range.

But since it is a gamble, there will be winners and losers.

If you win, you will temporarily disappear from the Japanese army's sight. If you lose, you will be shot and fall on the hillside the moment you are exposed.

A few minutes later, the Chinese officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain saw their own people appearing behind the huge rock on the hillside. They finally reached the first stop.

It was unknown how many soldiers had managed to hide behind the boulder successfully, because only some people were seen, while some were hidden by the bushes.

But what is certain is that the number of soldiers who successfully reached the boulder was definitely not as many as those who fell on the hillside.