Chapter 117 Bloody Battle on the High Ground

The night in the deep mountains was bitterly cold, and the cold wind, carrying bits of withered grass, felt like tiny knives cutting into your face.

He Yuzhu followed closely behind Company Commander Liang Jian, walking briskly along the mountain path covered with gravel. After only a hundred meters or so, a narrow cave came into view.

The cave was narrow and cramped, with its entrance partially obscured by tangled bushes. It could only accommodate three or four people at most, and it was a temporary hiding place the team had found.

Liang Jian approached the cave entrance, his voice low but his urgency barely concealed, and called out repeatedly into the cave.

"Instructor, Instructor! I'm back! Quick, get the flashlight!"

"They're back? And they really caught them?"

The instructor's voice immediately came from inside the cave, tinged with disbelief. Then, a dim, faint beam of light peeked out from inside the cave and swayed towards the entrance.

The flashlight beam shone directly on Liang Jian, who immediately frowned, raised his hand to his side, and hissed, "Why are you shining it on me! He's being held by He Yuzhu, Zhuzi, put him down!"

The instructor quickly turned the beam of light, first shining it on He Yuzhu, and then on the prisoner he was holding down.

Upon seeing the prisoner's appearance, the instructor was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh out loud, his tone full of surprise: "Heh, how did you capture this guy? And why did you strip him naked?"

He Yuzhu scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and his eyes revealed a shrewdness.

"Instructor, we're just worried that this foreigner is strong and might struggle and run away halfway. Even if he wanted to run, he wouldn't be able to take a step once his pants are down!"

The flashlight beam slowly moved down, sweeping across the prisoner's face. His high nose bridge and deep-set eyes clearly indicated that he was a foreigner. The instructor suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"My goodness, he really is a foreigner with a big nose!"

"Then what's the point of talking nonsense!"

Liang Jian slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing that they had already crossed the border and were on a foreign battlefield. They had been marching day and night for the past few days, waiting for an opportunity to confront the enemy head-on. Now that they had captured a prisoner, it was an unexpected surprise.

He Yuzhu's gaze remained fixed on the prisoner. When the flashlight swept across the rank insignia on the man's shoulder, his heart skipped a beat. He recognized him at a glance as an officer and secretly rejoiced at his incredible luck.

But he couldn't reveal that he knew military ranks, so he could only pretend to mention it casually and looked at Liang Jian: "Company Commander, I know a little bit of foreign languages, how about I ask him?"

"What? You can speak a foreign language?"

Liang Jian's eyes widened instantly, his face full of disbelief as he looked He Yuzhu up and down, never expecting that this seemingly honest young man would have such abilities.

Only then did the instructor suddenly remember He Yuzhu's identity, and quickly spoke up to defuse the situation, his tone tinged with pride.

"They're proper vocational school graduates, they've received an education, so it's perfectly normal for them to know some foreign languages."

"You should have said so earlier!" Liang Jian was both surprised and delighted. He slapped He Yuzhu hard on the shoulder, so hard that He Yuzhu grimaced and gasped in pain.

Liang Jian then glanced at the narrow cave and frowned.

"This place is too remote and too small; it's not safe. If the enemy discovers someone is missing, they'll definitely follow the trail! I'll go assemble the team; we need to move immediately. We must hurry!"

"That's right!" The instructor nodded repeatedly, looking at He Yuzhu and giving him instructions.

"Zhu Zi, hurry up and put his pants back on. He's naked; even if you ask him, he'll be too ashamed to answer, and it'll just delay things!"

"Okay, okay! Alright!"

He Yuzhu quickly responded, squatted down, grabbed the trousers on the ground, haphazardly put them on the prisoner, and then pulled on the belt and fastened it quickly, his movements swift and efficient.

"I'll go call the team. You guys get ready. We're retreating to the ravine two kilometers away; the terrain there is concealed!"

Liang Jian left a sentence and turned to disappear into the darkness.

"clear!"

Before long, the entire company of soldiers had assembled and, under the cover of night, quietly moved to a mountain hollow two kilometers away.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides and covered with lush vegetation, this place offers excellent seclusion.

Along the way, He Yuzhu stopped carrying the prisoner and instead hoisted him onto his shoulder. Perhaps because he had been a bit too rough with him earlier, the prisoner remained dazed and confused throughout the journey, and despite the jolting, he did not wake up.

Once they reached a safe area, Liang Jian waved his hand and ordered in a deep voice, "Tie him up securely, then wake him up and interrogate him as quickly as possible!"

He Yuzhu obeyed the order, bent down and pulled the prisoner's belt from his waist, quickly twisted his arms behind his back, tied them tightly twice, and made a knot to ensure that the prisoner could not break free.

He then unscrewed the lid of his water bottle. The water inside hadn't frozen due to the low nighttime temperature; it was still bone-chillingly cold.

He raised his hand and splashed water all over the prisoner's face. The icy water stung the prisoner's skin like needles.

Within seconds, the prisoner shuddered, his eyelids twitched open, and he found his arms bound and unable to move. He immediately began to struggle frantically, making muffled gurgling sounds in his throat and twisting his body incessantly.

He Yuzhu's eyes turned cold. Instead of immediately removing the towel stuffed in the prisoner's mouth, he reached behind him and took the bayonet from his waist. With a flash of cold light, the sharp tip of the blade gently pressed against the prisoner's carotid artery.

He lowered his voice and slowly spoke in fluent and standard English, his tone carrying an undeniable ruthlessness.

"I ask, you answer. No lying, and no shouting. If you dare to shout even once, I'll slit your throat right now!"

The prisoner, who had been struggling, froze upon hearing fluent English and looked up at He Yuzhu.

Before him was a young Asian face, but the eyes were chillingly cold. He was instantly terrified, kicking his legs back and shrinking back desperately, his face filled with fear.

The instructor, who was watching from a distance, was completely bewildered. He came over and tugged at He Yuzhu's arm, asking in confusion, "Yuzhu, what did you say to him just now? Why did you scare him like that?"

He Yuzhu pursed his lips helplessly and casually explained, "I didn't say anything, just told him to take the towel out of his mouth and not to shout or yell, or he'd be in trouble."

"Then why is he hiding? He's like he's seen a ghost." The instructor was even more puzzled.

"How would I know what he's thinking? Just ask him and you'll find out." He Yuzhu shrugged and repeated what he had just said in English. The prisoner nodded repeatedly in fear, his eyes full of pleading.

He Yuzhu then reached out and removed the towel from his mouth.

Without any unnecessary words, He Yuzhu went straight to the point and asked only three key questions: name, unit number, and current location.

Perhaps it was the bayonet on his neck that was too frightening, or perhaps he hadn't recovered from the previous shock, but the prisoner didn't hide anything and spilled everything he knew like beans from a bamboo tube.

As He Yuzhu listened, he quickly turned his head to translate simultaneously for Liang Jian and the instructor beside him.

"His name is Kate Parker, his rank is warrant officer, and he belongs to the 24th Division of the White Eagles. We are currently fifty miles away from Ningbian."

Upon hearing the translated content, Liang Jian and his instructor exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

He Yuzhu was also secretly alarmed. He continued to listen to the prisoner's account and translated, "He said that his division suffered a major defeat in June. In August, the division commander, who had been missing for two months, surrendered directly to the North Korean army. So when he saw us, he mistook us for the North Korean army and was so frightened."

Upon hearing this, not only were Liang Jian and the instructor completely stunned, but He Yuzhu was also filled with surprise.

He knew a little about the situation. In his impression, the North Korean army was not particularly strong in combat. He never expected that they could defeat the White Eagles' troops so badly and even make the enemy division commander surrender. It was really unexpected.

After giving her basic information, Kate trembled as she gestured that she was carrying a military map.

Upon hearing this, Liang Jian and his instructor's eyes lit up instantly, as if they had found a treasure.

Fighting in the mountains of a foreign land, in unfamiliar territory, the biggest fear is getting lost and not knowing the terrain. An accurate military map is more precious than anything else.

The two immediately stepped forward, searched Kate's body, and found a neatly folded map, which they then spread out in the dim light of their flashlights.

He Yuzhu continued the interrogation, asking Kate to indicate the current location and Ningchuan's location on the map. Liang Jian quickly took out a pencil and marked it accurately.

He then took out his cigarette case, tore open the paper, and quickly sketched a simple route to Ningbian based on the military map, not wanting to waste a single second.

With everything arranged, Liang Jian immediately summoned the communications officer and selected two capable soldiers, giving him a stern order: "The three of you, immediately deliver the prisoner and this map to the regimental headquarters. Make sure they are safe and there are no mistakes!"

Liang Jian originally wanted He Yuzhu to go with him, since he was the prisoner he had captured and knew foreign languages. But then he thought about it again. During the past few days of rapid march, He Yuzhu had been the vanguard, scouting and clearing the way. There were still 50 kilometers of rapid march ahead, and the team could not do without this vanguard. In the end, he gave up the idea.

After the two soldiers hurriedly left with the prisoner and the map, Liang Jian immediately gathered all the soldiers in the company, gave a brief pre-battle mobilization speech to boost morale, and then the troops set off again, marching through the night in the cold wind, heading straight for Ningchuan, determined to get ahead of the 24th Division of the White Eagle Army on the highway and seize the initiative.

Meanwhile, the prisoners and the map were rushed to the regimental headquarters. After reviewing the map and listening to the report, the regimental commander immediately sketched out the key terrain information and then arranged for someone to quickly send the prisoners and the original map to the division headquarters.

After this crucial intelligence was reported, the entire division's marching rhythm was completely altered.

The march, which had slowed down slightly, sped up again, turning into a light-load sprint. In order to save time, the team abandoned some of the heavy supplies and accelerated forward to block the enemy's retreat.

Not long after, He Yuzhu's company also received an emergency order from the division headquarters: immediately seize Hill 175.8, build a defensive line, block the advance of the 24th Division of the White Eagle Army, and wait for subsequent reinforcements to join them.

The so-called 175.8 Hill is just an unnamed mountain peak, named only because of its altitude of 175.8 meters.

Along with the order came a simple hand-drawn map, on which the location of the high ground was marked in red pen—right next to the road the enemy was sure to take. Once the enemy crossed this hill, they would be completely out of the mountains and into the flatlands.

At that point, let alone blocking the enemy, even if we wanted to pursue them, we would never be able to catch up. Taking this high ground would be like strangling the enemy.

Military orders are absolute, and the entire company of soldiers rushed forward with all their might, but human strength has its limits. No matter how fast their legs are, they can't outrun the enemy's car wheels.

When He Yuzhu and his group arrived near the 175.8-meter high point after running all the way, it was already noon. The sun was high overhead, but the chill in the mountains had not yet dissipated.

Everyone looked up and their hearts sank instantly—the high ground was already filled with the enemy's vanguard, their gleaming helmets and scattered fortifications clearly visible. The task of seizing the high ground had instantly turned into a battle of attrition.

After several days of continuous forced marches, the soldiers of the entire company were exhausted, their legs weak, but there was no time to rest. Company Commander Liang Jian immediately gathered the key personnel of each squad and platoon, lowered his voice, and quickly began a pre-battle mobilization, his tone firm and solemn.

"Comrades! Hill 175.8 before us is the only pass our division can use to block the 24th Division of the White Eagle Army. It's crucial to the entire battle. No matter the cost, we must take this hill at all costs! Are you confident you can accomplish the mission?"

"Yes! Mission accomplished!"

All the soldiers in the company lowered their voices and responded in unison, their tone full of determination, their fatigue instantly replaced by fighting spirit.

Liang Jian nodded and quickly assigned combat tasks, speaking at a rapid pace.

"Listen up! First platoon, flank the enemy from the left side of the road and launch a surprise attack from their rear; Second platoon, attack the north slope as a feint to draw enemy fire; Third platoon, follow me and encircle the enemy from the right side of the road. Everyone, stay concealed and do not reveal your position! Second platoon, launch the attack first. The other two platoons, once you reach your designated positions and hear the second platoon's gunfire, immediately launch a simultaneous general attack without waiting for orders! Do you all understand?"

"Understood!" all the soldiers responded in unison, their voices clear and powerful.

"Okay, let's set off immediately, and be careful!"

"yes!"

"First platoon, follow me!" The platoon leader waved his hand, leading his platoon of soldiers silently toward the left side of the road.

"Second platoon, follow me!" Second platoon leader Wang Hu led his team straight to the north slope of the high ground.

"Three rows, follow me!"

The instructor strode over to Liang Jian, his expression serious: "Old Liang, I'm going to assist the third platoon. You stay and command the first platoon. The terrain on the left flank is complex, and the first platoon's attack will be the most difficult. You must keep a close eye on it personally!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"

Liang Jian did not refuse. As soon as he finished speaking, the instructor turned around and quickly followed the third platoon.

Liang Jian, along with his communications officer, followed closely behind a line of people.

The situation was urgent, and time was of the essence; there wasn't even time for anyone to say goodbye.

Intelligence indicates that the enemy's main force is only ten kilometers away from the high ground. The enemy is currently having lunch, and if there is any delay, it will be more difficult than climbing to heaven for them to take the high ground once the main force arrives.

Before long, the second platoon successfully reached their designated position on the north slope. Platoon leader Wang Hu's eyes sharpened, and he raised his hand sharply, ordering in a deep voice, "Fire!"

Instantly, gunfire erupted on the north slope, with dense bullets whistling as they flew towards the high ground, shattering the silence of the mountains.

The Bald Eagle soldiers on the high ground were resting and eating dry rations in their fortifications. They were completely unprepared for the sudden attack and were thrown into chaos.

However, these soldiers were professionally trained, and after a brief moment of panic, they quickly regained their composure under the stern reprimands of their officers, and, relying on the high ground fortifications, launched a fierce counterattack.

What's worrying is that the enemy hadn't even used their 60mm mortars yet, but the mountain was already under heavy fire.

The defenders on the high ground were equipped with at least semi-automatic weapons, with a total of about ten light and heavy machine guns. Each squad was equipped with a light machine gun, and the fire support platoon had four heavy machine guns, forming a dense fire network.

The soldiers in the second platoon were mostly armed with old-fashioned bolt-action rifles, with only a few light machine guns. They were unable to form effective firepower suppression and were instantly suppressed at the foot of the mountain by enemy fire, unable to raise their heads. Many soldiers were forced to lie prone on the ground and unable to move as soon as they launched their charge.

Everyone knew that this was not the firepower of a single company. Even their entire battalion might not have such strong firepower. The soldiers in the second platoon were instantly stunned and found themselves in an extremely difficult situation.

Just as the second platoon launched a feint attack, the first platoon also successfully reached its designated attack position.

He Yuzhu's squad was the company's elite squad, always charging ahead in battle. At this moment, they were hiding behind a large rock, keeping a close eye on the high ground.

Squad leader Hu Sanxi looked at He Yuzhu beside him and, seeing his tense expression, subconsciously patted his arm and gently comforted him, "Zhuzi, is your first time on the battlefield scared?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a burst of rapid, guttural machine gun fire erupted from the mountaintop. The sound was deafening, and the ferocity of the firepower was terrifying.

He Yuzhu, with a pained expression, turned to Hu Sanxi, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Squad leader, are we just going to charge straight up like this? The enemy's firepower is too intense!"

Hu Sanxi raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "What, are you really scared?"

"It's not that I'm scared, squad leader, listen carefully. There are at least seven or eight heavy machine guns firing from the north slope. That's not just fierce, it's impossible to get up there!"

He Yuzhu couldn't help but retort, secretly worried that this head-on confrontation would inevitably result in huge casualties.

"The firepower is indeed fierce, but there's no turning back on the battlefield!" Hu Sanxi patted his shoulder, his tone firm.

"Everyone has their first time on the battlefield. Don't be afraid, follow the team, do your job, and prepare to attack!"

"That's a bit too aggressive..." He Yuzhu muttered under his breath, speechless, but he knew that military orders could not be disobeyed.

"What are you two whispering about? Everyone, prepare for attack and move out on my orders!"

The platoon leader happened to walk by, heard the two whispering, and immediately reprimanded them in a stern voice with a harsh look in his eyes.

"It's nothing, platoon leader, I wasn't complaining!"

Hu Sanxi quickly agreed, while secretly glaring at He Yuzhu to signal him to keep quiet.

Those who cower and disrupt morale on the battlefield will be dealt with according to military discipline; at best they will be scolded and punished, and at worst they will be directly subjected to military law.

Liang Jian noticed the commotion and quickly walked over. He looked at He Yuzhu and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong? Are you upset?"

"Reporting to the company commander, everything's alright!" Hu Sanxi spoke first, quickly explaining.

"It's just that the new recruit was going to the battlefield for the first time, so he was a little nervous. I gave him a few words of advice to calm him down."

Upon hearing this, Liang Jian looked at He Yuzhu with a hint of approval in his eyes and patted him on the shoulder.

"Zhu Zi, you did a great job capturing prisoners last night, you made a significant contribution. Today on the battlefield, bring that same spirit and perform well, don't let our company down!"

"Yes, Company Commander!" He Yuzhu straightened up and answered loudly.

He sighed inwardly. In fact, he had a safer strategy in mind, but he didn't dare to take out the advanced weapons and equipment in his personal space.

In this era, if you produce something that goes against common sense, you will immediately be regarded as an outcast, tied up and sent back to the country for investigation, and you might even be taken away for secret research, never to be able to get out of there for the rest of your life.

Since we've chosen to put on the uniform and become soldiers of this era, we have no choice but to rely on the weapons in our hands and grit our teeth and go for it!

He Yuzhu gritted his teeth, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, his eyes gradually hardened, and his whole body ignited with fighting spirit.

Before long, the platoon leader's eyes sharpened, and he raised his hand sharply, ordering in a stern voice, "Attack!"

The squad immediately followed the pre-battle plan, quickly dividing into three combat groups, forming a rear triangle formation, and steadily advancing towards the mountaintop.

Grenadiers formed one group, responsible for throwing grenades; light machine gunners formed another group, responsible for providing fire support; and the remaining soldiers formed infantry groups, responsible for the forward assault.

The formation was carefully arranged, with infantry groups at the forefront, machine gun groups in the center providing support, and grenadier groups at the rear, ready to provide fire support at any time.

He Yuzhu was specially assigned to the machine gun group by Hu Sanxi. Ostensibly, it was to assist the machine gunner, but in reality, it was to protect him, the new recruit, in case something happened to him during the front-line assault.

But only He Yuzhu himself knew that the machine gun team, though seemingly safe, was actually the enemy's main target and the true main firepower point.

The enemy's machine gun fire from the mountaintop never stopped. If an infantry group were to charge rashly, firing a single shot would draw a burst of enemy fire, making it extremely dangerous.

The enemy on the mountain quickly discovered the attacking movement of the platoon and immediately transferred some troops from the north slope to block the left flank.

Instantly, a torrential downpour of bullets rained down on the squad. Bullets struck the rocks, sending up countless fragments of stone, and the whooshing sound of bullets cutting through the air echoed incessantly, making one's scalp tingle.

The instant the gunshot rang out, He Yuzhu reacted with lightning speed, swiftly reaching out to tackle the machine gunner Feng Erkui and assistant gunner Tian Xiaoliang to the ground, pinning them down.

"Are you crazy? Why are you attacking me?!"

Caught off guard by the attack, Feng Erkui let out a low growl as soon as he landed, his face full of confusion.

No sooner had they finished speaking than a hail of bullets whizzed past their heads, striking the rocks beside them with a series of "bangs."

The two men broke out in a cold sweat instantly, realizing that if He Yuzhu hadn't lunged at them, they would have already been shot and fallen to the ground.

He Yuzhu raised his head slightly, squinted at the front, and saw that the two infantrymen who had charged ahead were lying in pools of blood, motionless.

Squad leader Hu Sanxi quickly hid behind a boulder, repeatedly making gestures to lie down and hide in their direction.

"Thank you, Brother Zhu! I'll remember this life-saving grace!"

Tian Xiaoliang snapped out of his daze, lowered his voice, and said with a face full of gratitude.

Feng Erkui's anger had subsided. Looking at the dense firepower on the mountaintop, he let out a low growl as if venting his frustration.

"Damn it! Do these foreigners have bullets for free? How many machine guns do they have? The firepower is so dense!"

"Don't panic, keep crawling forward. Don't stop, or you'll be exposed!"

Hu Sanxi's voice came through the gunshot clearly, his tone firm.

Without delay, the group immediately lowered their bodies, crawling along the cold, hard ground, inching their way towards the mountaintop. Occasionally, they would raise their hands to fire a shot, but it was completely inaccurate and purely to distract the enemy.

Just a few minutes later, a rapid attack whistle blew from the foot of the mountain. It was Company Commander Liang Jian who sounded the signal for the general attack.

Tian Xiaoliang glanced back instinctively, then exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Feng, the comrades from Class Two are charging up behind us!"

"Good!" Hu Sanxi's eyes flashed with anger upon seeing this, and he immediately shouted.

"Grenades ready, throw!"

Upon hearing the sound, the soldiers at the forefront immediately pulled out grenades, pulled the fuses, and threw them with all their might toward the enemy's fortifications on the mountaintop.

"Boom boom boom!"

Several violent explosions rang out in succession, and thick smoke instantly rose into the air. Upon seeing this, Hu Sanxi immediately got up, wanting to lead his soldiers to charge through the smoke, but the temperature in the mountains was too low, and the ground was frozen as hard as iron.

After the grenade exploded, it left only a thin wisp of white smoke, which did not obscure the enemy's vision at all, but instead revealed their intention to charge.

The enemy on the mountaintop instantly locked onto their position, and both light and heavy machine guns turned their muzzles, concentrating all their firepower on the location where Hu Sanxi and the others were hiding. Bullets rained down, scattering rocks everywhere, and the group was unable to get up.

He Yuzhu was extremely anxious. If things continued like this, the entire class would be suppressed by enemy fire and would be wiped out sooner or later.

He turned to Feng Erkui and Tian Xiaoliang beside him and said in a deep voice, "You two provide cover here. I'll go alone and take out the enemy's machine gun!"

Before the two could respond, He Yuzhu suddenly bent down and performed several nimble rolls and short jumps, quickly weaving between the rocks. With his agile movements, he instantly moved behind another, larger rock without revealing his figure at all.

"He Yuzhu, you come back here! The squad leader told me to take care of you, don't act on your own!"

Feng Erkui growled anxiously, trying to reach out and stop them, but was suppressed by the enemy's firepower and couldn't lift his head.

"Just take care of yourself, don't drag me down!"

He Yuzhu shouted without turning his head, then steadied himself, quickly checked the rifle in his hand, deftly loaded the chamber with bullets, held his breath, and locked his eyes on the position of the heavy machine gun on the mountaintop.

That heavy machine gun was firing wildly, serving as their main firepower point for suppressing them, and he had already spotted it.

He Yuzhu seized the opportunity, suddenly dodged, raised his hand to raise his gun, quickly aimed, and pulled the trigger.

"Baka!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, piercing the dense barrage of gunfire.

He Yuzhu instantly shrank back behind the rock, his movements fluid and swift.

Almost simultaneously, the heavy machine gun on the mountaintop, which had been firing wildly, suddenly fell silent, creating a huge gap in the dense network of fire.

Tian Xiaoliang kept his eyes on He Yuzhu's movements, and following the direction of his gun barrel, he clearly saw that the heavy machine gun had stopped firing and the machine gunner had fallen in the fortification.

His eyes widened instantly, his face filled with shock, and he exclaimed, "He hit him! Brother Feng, Zhu Zi took out the enemy's heavy machine gunner with one shot! That's incredibly accurate!"

"What? Really? Where is it? Show me!"

Feng Erkui turned his head quickly, his face full of disbelief. He hadn't seen He Yuzhu's movements at all; he had only heard a gunshot.

Without Tian Xiaoliang's guidance, the enemy on the mountaintop quickly reacted and immediately replaced the machine gunner. The heavy machine gun fired again, and all the firepower was concentrated on the boulder where He Yuzhu was hiding. Bullets swept wildly, causing stone chips to fly everywhere. The whole rock was trembling slightly, but this rock could only barely allow people to crawl and hide, and it could not withstand the continuous heavy machine gun fire at all.

"Suppressive fire! Quickly provide suppressive fire!" He Yuzhu shouted immediately, his voice carrying through the gunfire.

Feng Erkui was still in shock when he heard the shouts. He immediately snapped back to reality and, without any hesitation, set up his light machine gun, aimed at the enemy's firing position on the hilltop, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

Feng Erkui fired several precise short bursts, successfully drawing the attention of the enemy's heavy machine gun. The enemy immediately turned their guns and opened fire in Feng Erkui's direction.

Upon seeing this, Feng Erkui immediately pulled Tian Xiaoliang and quickly changed their hiding place to avoid being hit by the enemy.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, He Yuzhu's eyes were sharp as an eagle's as he stared intently at the mountaintop. Based on the direction of the fire drawn by Feng Erkui, he accurately determined the new location of the enemy's heavy machine gun.

He held his breath again, steadied himself, and without the slightest hesitation, pulled the trigger once more.

Another crisp gunshot rang out!

This time, the heavy machine gun on the mountaintop came to an abrupt halt once again, and the machine gunner who took over was once again accurately killed!

Tian Xiaoliang was thrilled by what he saw. He gave He Yuzhu a big thumbs up, his face full of admiration.

He Yuzhu nodded slightly, his eyes remaining calm and unwavering.

With both heavy machine guns destroyed in succession, the enemy's crossfire became completely ineffective, and the firepower suppressing our forces weakened instantly.

The soldiers of the second squad, who were following behind, took the opportunity to rush forward and reached the position of the first squad; Hu Sanxi also led two soldiers and, taking advantage of this gap, crawled forward more than ten meters, getting one step closer to the fortifications on the mountaintop.

Casualties are inevitable on the battlefield, and soldiers are constantly being shot and falling to the ground. But He Yuzhu has no time to care about that at the moment. He must continue to suppress enemy fire and buy his comrades a chance to charge.

Under the cover of Feng Erkui's fire, he got up again, quickly changed his hiding position, and looked for his next target.

He Yuzhu's two consecutive shots accurately killed the enemy's heavy machine gunner, leaving not only the soldiers of the first squad completely stunned, but also Liang Jian, who was commanding from the foot of the mountain, and the platoon leader completely dumbfounded.

They clearly remembered that He Yuzhu's shooting training in the recruit company had always been at an average level, not outstanding. But once he was on the battlefield, he was like a completely different person. His marksmanship was so accurate that it was terrifying. He could hit the bullseye every time. This level was completely at the level of a professional sniper, which was incomparable to ordinary recruits!

He Yuzhu was also secretly anxious. The old-fashioned bolt-action rifle in his hand required manual bolt-action to reload each time he fired, which made the rate of fire too slow and wasted time.

With his sniping skills, if he had a semi-automatic rifle, he could fire continuously and take out all the enemy machine gunners in one go, completely dismantling the enemy's firepower.

He secretly resolved that after this battle, he would capture an M1 Garand rifle no matter what, and use it openly to improve his firepower.

Liang Jian, who was down the mountain, came to his senses with anticipation in his eyes, thinking that He Yuzhu could continue to destroy the enemy's strongpoints and open up a gap for the team to charge.

Just then, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the mountaintop, the sound was piercing and made people feel uneasy.

"Oh no! It's a mortar! Watch out for artillery fire! Take cover!" He Yuzhu's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply, his voice full of urgency.

He had a vivid memory of the whistling sound of mortars. In the battle of 1945, he had fired sixty shells at once and was very familiar with the sound. He could instantly tell that it was an enemy mortar attack!

But his shout came a step too late; before he could finish speaking, "Bang, bang, bang!"

Several loud explosions rang out around me, dust and debris flew everywhere, and shockwaves swept in.

He Yuzhu dared not linger for a moment, disregarding his comrades beside him, and frantically fled from his current location, tumbling and crawling.

The shell just now landed in front of the rock where he had been hiding. If it weren't for that rock blocking most of the shockwave and shrapnel, he would have been blown to pieces by now.

I had just run seven or eight meters when the sound of mortars whistling "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" came from the mountaintop again, and another round of shelling followed!