Watching Squad Leader Lin and the other three people running away with the two prisoners and finally disappearing into the coniferous forest, Wei Ran asked Zhao Shengli who was standing next to him, "Why are you following me?"

"Can you walk back by yourself if I don't come with you?" Zhao Shengli said matter-of-factly, "I've been to this place several times and I'm familiar with it."

"Will you listen to me and listen to you later?"

Wei Ran asked while inspecting the blood-stained U.S. military backpack. It was pretty good. In addition to two U.S. military cans and a few compressed biscuits, there was also a kettle filled with water, a few pieces of chocolate, and ten pieces of biscuits.

A few condoms, and even a few opened letters and photos of various beauties inside.

Apparently, this U.S. military car soldier found it troublesome and put almost all his personal belongings into the bag.

"You can listen to anyone." Zhao Shengli subconsciously looked away from the photos of beauties with almost no clothes on, and asked with an indifferent expression, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't be impatient, wait a minute."

Wei Ran put his backpack aside and put the ammunition bag on his body while saying, "Let's see what those idiots are going to do later. It would be best if they don't plan to search."

"I just saw a lot of convoys on both sides," Zhao Shengli reminded, hiding behind a waist-thick pine tree, "there are at least twenty vehicles on both sides combined."

"Then let's climb to the top of the mountain again." Wei Ran simply changed his mind, put on the seized backpack and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, Zhao Shengli hurriedly chased after him, showing an easy-going attitude that he would do whatever Wei Ran said.

Less than five minutes later, Wei Ran also stopped when the two convoys traveling in opposite directions at the foot of the mountain stopped. Then, using the cover of the captured backpack, he took out the telescope in the metal book.

Due to the obstruction of forest vegetation, even with the help of a telescope, Weiran could only vaguely see the mottled outlines of the two convoys, and had no way of telling whether the other party had sent a search team.

Seeing this, he simply raised the Garand rifle in his hand, fired a shot over his head, and shouted in English at the top of his lungs, "Captain Morgan! They are right in front!"

"Put the shuttle over the top of your head!" Wei Ran switched to Chinese and whispered to Zhao Shengli, who had his eyes widened.

The latter was stunned, then immediately raised the American carbine in his hand and pulled the trigger!

It wasn't until Zhao Shengli fired almost half of the magazine that Wei Ran waved his hand, fired again, and shouted in the direction of the foot of the mountain in modified English at the top of his lungs, "Don't let them escape!

I just hit one!"

"Run!"

Seeing that someone was chasing him at the foot of the mountain, Wei Ran called out to Zhao Shengli in a low voice and ran towards the top of the mountain. At the same time, he continued to send out false signals in English at the top of his voice, "Hurry up! That person has a radio station on him.

!”

Before he finished speaking, the US military convoy at the foot of the mountain immediately sounded a whistle, and then Wei Ran and Zhao Shengli also saw figures rushing into the coniferous forest one by one.

"Do you have a flashlight?" Wei Ran asked Zhao Shengli, who was running next to him.

"Yes! Yes!" Zhao Shengli immediately pulled out the metal flashlight on his belt and handed it to Wei Ran.

Taking the flashlight, Wei Ran pointed a beam of light in the direction of the US military position and continued shouting in English at the top of his lungs, "I see him! Hurry! Surround him! Leave the others alone, don't let the guy carrying the radio on his back

He ran away! He must be the artillery observer!"

After saying that, Wei Ran fired another round of bullets towards his head, then turned off the flashlight and let out a scream accompanied by curses.

"Go, go, go! Hurry!" Wei Ran urged Zhao Shengli and ran out in the completely opposite direction to the US military position.

"Can you speak American?" Zhao Shengli asked curiously as he ran, "What did you just say?"

"I said we found artillery observers here," Wei Ran replied with a grin, "Just watch, they will have to chase after them even if they use all their strength..."

Before Wei Ran could finish his words, two dull explosions came from the direction of the foot of the mountain behind him. Then, red fire light also shot up into the sky, so that both of them felt the strong wind and dazzling light blowing from behind.

firelight.

"Now they have to catch up even if they use all their strength."

Wei Ran joked in a low voice but stopped and lay down behind a bush under a pine tree. Zhao Shengli was indeed a veteran. He didn't even need to say hello, so he and Wei Ran found each other more than ten meters away.

bunker.

After waiting for a moment, Weiran aimed at an American soldier chasing up from the foot of the mountain and decisively pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

After the crisp gunfire, the American soldier rolled and fell, and the carbine he was holding flew aside.

At the same time, Wei Ran immediately left his original position and hid behind another pine tree away from Zhao Shengli as quickly as possible.

Before he could pick up the gun again, the American soldiers chasing him had already started shooting randomly.

After taking a breath, Wei Ran aimed at the one who seemed to have the fastest firing rate and pulled the trigger again. Then he immediately moved the muzzle and fired another bullet at the enemy next to him.

After the two shots were fired, Wei Ran asked Zhao Shengli to turn around and continue running up the mountain. It was only then that he realized how important the hunter game he and Jima had played in the birch forest of Hongqi Forest Farm was.

At this time, he even had the illusion that he was the original Ji Ma, and that the American soldiers who were attracted were the same as himself.

After leading Zhao Shengli to close the distance between the two sides to about 200 meters, Wei Ran found another tree to hide, aimed at the bravest American soldier and pulled the trigger again.

After this shot, the American soldiers chasing behind found bunkers again and started shooting randomly in the direction of Wei Ran. At the same time, several vanguard soldiers rushed up with guns under the cover of their teammates.

Wei Ran didn't move or fight back, and Zhao Shengli naturally didn't show up, but they both picked up a fist-sized stone from their feet.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing that the vanguard had closed the distance to within a hundred meters, Wei Ran and Zhao Shengli threw the stones in their hands in no particular order.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Shengli also poked out the muzzle of his gun from behind the pine tree where he was hiding and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

What astonished Wei Ran was that Zhao Shengli's marksmanship was unexpectedly accurate. Although he used an M1 carbine, he almost missed every shot.

Especially after the two rocks fell to the ground one after another, the vanguard soldiers who mistakenly thought that grenades were thrown towards them hurriedly left the bunkers they had found in a hurry. This act of risking their lives undoubtedly helped Wei Ran and Zhao Shengli a lot.

Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately aimed at an enemy who had his arms rounded and was about to throw a grenade and fired the last bullet in the chamber.

The magazine popped out with a "ding" sound, but before it hit the ground, the grenade in the hand of the soldier who was hit by the weapon also rolled down and exploded with a "boom" sound.

"withdraw!"

Before Zhao Shengli finished speaking, he had already thrown out a captured American grenade, followed by another stone.

Under the cover of these two real and fake grenades, Wei Ran and Zhao Shengli changed their positions again and ran desperately in the coniferous forest until they could see neither the pursuers nor the remaining firelight after the explosion.

Then it stopped.

"You shot really accurately." Wei Ran leaned against a pine tree, pulled out a magazine, knocked it on the trunk and inserted it into the rifle.

"Stop praising me. If I can't hit it accurately at such a close distance, I will have to go to the cooking class to fetch swill." Zhao Shengli replied matter-of-factly.

Wei Ran grinned, changed the subject and asked, "That should be enough, right?"

"I guess it's almost the same. At this time, even if they want to chase Squad Leader Lin, it's too late."

Zhao Shengli paused for a moment and asked greedily, "I think there are only a dozen or so of those who are chasing us. Should we surround them? It's getting dark today. Those American soldiers are fighting

Fighting at night is no different than dead trash."

"What are you going to do?" Wei Ran simply gave up the command to Zhao Shengli.

If he had long been accustomed to Mao Zi's recklessness on the Soviet-German battlefield, then in this large-scale local war after the end of World War II, following this reconnaissance team, he finally understood that these senior volunteers really

I think about making dumplings anytime and anywhere.

"The American position is on our right"

Zhao Shengli said while pressing bullets for the weapon in his hand, "Wait and go around to the left. You lead them to run along the mountainside in a direction away from the American position. I will ambush and get behind them."

According to our previous reconnaissance, the trucks driving from the position to the rear at this time are all carrying fuel and wounded people, and the trucks driving from the rear to the front are basically delivering food supplies.

So at most they only have a few heavy machine guns that are too difficult to get up. Now we are at least two miles away from the roadside, and with so many trees blocking it, those machine guns are no different from fire sticks."

Zhao Shengli paused for a moment, held up his binoculars to observe, and continued, "Without the support of heavy machine guns and being so close to each other, it is unlikely that their planes will come over, so as long as we cooperate,

, those dozen or so people probably won’t be able to escape.”

"How long does it take to drive from their position or rear?" Wei Ran asked cautiously.

"It will take at least a quarter of an hour," Zhao Shengli replied.

"Ten minutes, then run away after the fight." Wei Ran stood up as he spoke, "Besides, I will lay an ambush behind you."

"Anyone can do it, come with me." Zhao Shengli put down the telescope, crouched and ran to the left.

Under the cover of the pine trees and protruding rocks and shrubs on the mountainside, Wei Ran and Zhao Shengli circled to the side of the pursuers as quickly as possible.

After a while, as the sky became darker and darker, some of the pursuers who were not afraid of death had already turned on their flashlights. However, the beams of these flashlights were still pointing in the direction where Wei Ran and Zhao Shengli had retreated.

Obviously, as Zhao Shengli said, these American soldiers fighting at night are really no different from trash.

He held up the telescope and estimated that the distance between the two was about three hundred meters. Wei Ran silently placed his rifle on the branch of a pine tree, adjusted the sight slightly, and aimed at a target that was not visible.

I turned on the flashlight, but the flashlight illuminated the whole big mistake on my back.

Holding his breath and concentrating, he adjusted his breathing and then decisively pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

After the crisp gunfire, Zhao Shengli, who was holding a telescope on one side, immediately said, "Hit."

Hearing this, Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief. There was some luck involved in this shot, but at the same time, it was undeniable that the flashlight that was still swinging around at this time also helped a lot.

After re-aiming at the target, Wei Ran pulled the trigger on a soldier who was firing.

At the same time, Zhao Shengli had already arranged a set of trip mines hanging on the tree trunks with a hemp rope and the only three grenades he had left about fifty meters away from Wei Ran.

There was no need to communicate at all, and the indescribable tacit understanding allowed these two "peers" whose actual ages were perhaps sixty or seventy years apart to exchange weapons with each other, and then ran in opposite directions.
To be continued...