Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 922: Dive in
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One hour later, the Zhou Qingfeng's sharp knife class was dispatched. He did not act alone, and there were comrades in the same row behind him to support him. But compared to his comrades in the woods, he and his men are quite different.
Zhou Qingfeng is wearing a straw blanket, which is a camouflage suit made of weeds. It is simple and effective. The yellowish color can provide high concealment in the mountains. Behind him, the classmates were similarly dressed, all of them looked weird.
"Don't really say that it is very convenient to wear this thing, it is not easy to see it after ten meters." "Old machine gun" is responsible for close fire support, and he followed his Zhou Qingfeng with his deputy shooter.
In addition to a bayonet, Zhou Qingfeng has no weapons. At most, he is carrying a bundle of twine behind him. He led the way in front of his head and carefully walked through the snow-covered mountains, moving quickly and steadily, like a smart raccoon cat, "I said run and run, I said stop and stop, don't hesitate." >
Ten people in the class took about an hour to pass through an open area of about 200 meters, and came to a mountain nest under the cover of various topography. When the group arrived, they had to stop. The enemy's machine gun position was on a cliff over 20 meters high.
"Squad leader, what shall we do?" A recruit who had just added asked half a sentence. The deputy squad leader behind him immediately stepped up to cover his mouth and stared at him with severe eyes.
Zhou Qingfeng also squinted with a cold face, and Sen Leng's eyes scared the rookie dumbfounded. After making sure that the whole class was quiet, he climbed up the cliff with bare hands.
The cliff walls are all gravel, very soft, and covered with slippery moss, and the team members squatting underneath are extremely worried. They raised their heads one by one and squeezed cold sweat for their squad leader. If it fell, it would not only alarm the enemy, but also fall to death.
As the platoon leader imagined, Zhou Qingfeng is not a defensive master. He did not find a way around the enemy machine gun position at all, but came directly to the machine gun position.
It is already October 31st today. Yunshan ’s South Korea and the US military have noticed that the volunteers are approaching them, but their strength estimates are seriously insufficient. At 17 o'clock tomorrow, the battle of Yunshan will start. Why bother to detour? Unplug this machine gun position today and you will get it!
The reason why Zhou Qingfeng dares to be so bold is that he knows that it is the South Korea troops who are now staying on the outer periphery of Yunshan. He has always been confident in dealing with amateur soldiers who have not received much training. If you wait until tomorrow, hehe ..., tomorrow will be different.
Zhou Qingfeng's's fingers are as powerful as a mountaineering pick, and he is directly inserted into the firm rock joint of the cliff and hangs his body upwards. With the falling stone chips, his figure disappeared on the cliff after a minute.
The next cliff was quiet for about five minutes. For the comrades in the Sabre Class, these five minutes are as long as five years. They all looked up at the cliff, hoping to see a rope hanging from above, so that they could also follow the squad leader.
Wait so wait ... wait for a muffled noise from the cliff, followed by a murmur of rustling. But no one can figure out what happened on the cliff?
A twine fell on the cliff when he was looking forward to it, but the people in the sharp knife class found that the twine was still tied with a M1917A1 water-cooled heavy machine gun, and the gun frame with ammunition was complete.
The 'old machine gun' suddenly ecstatic, stepped forward to unload the heavy machine gun from the twine. He just wanted to tie hemp rope towards himself, but he quickly pulled it back up.
Within two minutes, the twine hung down again, this time with seven or eight rifles, including M1903 'Springfield' and M1 'Garand'. This is almost a machine gun class equipment.
Two hundred meters away, the platoon leader who had just arranged the task is holding up the binoculars and taking the entire platoon to the Zhou Qingfeng. Seeing ‘Big Zhou’ going straight to the enemy ’s machine gun position, he knew what the brave boy was about to do.
The platoon leader was still annoyed by Zhou Qingfeng's boldness, thinking that if the kid could come back alive, he had to teach him a good meal. But where did I know that in a few minutes, things were different from what he thought. The heavy machine gun was tied to the long hanging hemp rope, which was too conspicuous.
I'm going to ..., what does this mean? Big Zhou This is up to move South Korea.
"Three shifts, go on! Support one shift and obey the command of the shift leader." Seeing that there was a bargain, the platoon leader immediately dispatched the free manpower in his hands.
When we got to the third shift, we saw new things hanging down from the twine-a soldier, a South Korea soldier, a South Korea soldier trapped in his limbs and mouth.
Looking at this captive who was slowly hanging down like a bundle of pigs, the first and third soldiers looked at each other. And the unlucky South Korea captive constantly twisted his neck and widened his eyes in horror. He didn't understand how he was suddenly surrounded by people.
This time Zhou Qingfeng finally emerged from the top of the cliff and whispered, "Change clothes, come on personally."
Change clothes? What clothes to change?
"Stupid ..., let's do it! The squad leader said to change clothes and change the captive's clothes. I will come first." The squad leader whispered in a whisper and quickly stepped forward to untie the captive from the rope. He took off his clothes and put on his own. The captive was naked and thrown to the third shift.
Then ten more captives were successively hung down from the cliff. Ten people in a group of sharp knives successively put on the captives' clothes and hung up. It was too weird to leave three silly shifts to watch a dozen South Korea captives who were almost stunned.
Looking at the fact that there are more than ten captives, the platoon leader behind can no longer sit still. He left the deputy platoon leader to report to the company and personally ran up and wondered what ‘Big Zhou’ wanted to do?
The platoon leader was still in a thrilling mood, but in a blink of an eye he was entangled. He just asked Zhou Qingfeng to find a way, but the boy was stunned to easily get rid of the enemy machine gun position.
If it caused an early crossfire, Zhou Qingfeng must not be punished severely. But now there is nothing to say from the opposite side. The enemy's machine gun class is completely finished. What should we do?
"Big Zhou said he wanted to do something?" The platoon leader who caught up asked the third squad leader.
The third squad leader was also in a state of coercion, and said stupidly: "The first squad leader said that the enemies around the other hills were still staring. It was inconvenient to go up too many people. Let us take the captives and the seizures first. Circle, come back after picking something cheap. "
Hey ... It's so annoying!
The platoon leader thought: I let the boy go to find a way, but he picked the enemy's position without saying anything, and went for a walk. This is really to send him to death, black pot me back.
Just looking at the equipment of an entire machine gun class on the ground, and a full machine gun class of in addition enemies, it is impossible for the platoon leader to give up this credit and benefit. It seems that this black pot really has to be memorized.
"Good boy, you're a Big Zhou. Just give you a little more restraint, so you don't know where to go?"
The platoon leader really could n’t help it under the cliff. The last bite was to take the captives and equipment away. He ordered: "Leave the two guys on guard here. I ’m going to see if this **** is going to do anything. What pattern did you come up with? "