Chapter 65: Cloudy Mountains

  "Wei Zi, how long do we have to stay here? Why haven't we started fighting yet?" "Soon, don't be impatient. Didn't you hear Xiao Dong and Li Da report that our troops have already surrounded Yunshan City? I estimate we'll be attacking the city soon."

  When the 39th and 40th Armies of the Volunteer Army began to deploy around Yunshan, the Eighth Regiment of the First Cavalry Division also officially entered Yunshan.

  However, at this time, the first division of the Southern Army Bai Shanyan was also basically crippled by Xu Tuanzhang and his men. Even American planes were scared to death, and every bombing mission was carried out by dropping bombs and incendiary bombs from high altitude in the sky, which made it difficult for such bombings to pose a great threat to the volunteer army. Naturally, Xu Tuanzhang's organization and personnel were preserved intact, rather than disappearing like Yang Wei had seen before, with several companies disappearing, and some tragic heroes emerging.

  "Alright, let's get started." Yingzi popped out from the side like a little mouse. She was the smallest and most agile among her companions, and naturally had a restless personality. A while ago, she had whispered something to Yang Wei and then disappeared, but among all her companions, Yang Wei worried about her the least. She was tiny and nimble, able to weave in and out of crowds with ease, making it hard for anyone to notice her. Yingzi returned, bringing a story with her.

  "Monitor, are we just going to pass like this? Won't the enemy beat us into a sieve?" "All of you, walk properly and be serious. Imagine the Southern Army's appearance and act as if a Southern soldier is appearing in front of friendly forces with chest out and head held high."

  Here is the translation:

  These are some of the four-star soldiers, they walked past a US military guard at the bridgehead with a serious expression, but the US military didn't react at all. It's definitely the Southern army that came so seriously. Look at their appearance, pretending to be calm, once they passed the bridgehead, they would run away like mice. To be honest, the US military doesn't look down on these Southern soldiers, although they are helping the Southern army fight.

  You, what are you doing? Are you dirty or not? And yet you want to shake hands with me. A soldier at the bridgehead stretched out his hand with great difficulty, and one of the soldiers in front wanted to shake hands with him.

  "Shelter, this volunteer's hand is really dirty, I don't know if he was hiding in a latrine and just came out." This American soldier felt his hand sticky after shaking hands with the volunteer in front of him, and even smelled some stench, so he vigorously wiped his hand on his clothes.

  It was just his psychological effect, the volunteer soldier's hand was just a burst of cold sweat, he was also nervous, and shook hands with the enemy like this, and walked past them with a big swing, too exciting.

  "Honk……" As the soldiers of this company crossed the bridge, they suddenly blew their trumpets, "Attack." In an instant, hand grenades and explosive packs went off, and some American soldiers on the side were even sent to see their God in their sleep.

  "Look, Wei Gege, I brought back a radio too. I managed to grab it from one of their rooms in the chaos, and these things as well."

  While talking, Yingzi took out some guns and a portable radio from behind her back. This Yingzi, you are like a mouse running around everywhere, can't you also move things around like a mouse?

  "This gun is mine, this one is yours, and this one... Captain Xia Xue, you'd look more like a leader with this small gun on you."

  Xia Xue and Yang Wei got two small handguns, which were of no use to the little partners, but just for show. After seeing the leaders in the army a few times, Yingzi had this idea, wanting Xia Xue and Brother Yang Wei to get two small handguns back, also letting them carry them on their backs, so that people would know at a glance that these were the leaders of our little devils.

  And this rifle, it's the standard-issue M14 rifle of the US military, also known as the "big eight" or "eight and a half". Yingzi learned about this from chatting with soldiers. This rifle can shoot very far and accurately, making it suitable for use as a sniper rifle. Among her comrades, only Yingzi has exceptional eyesight, even surpassing several times that of binoculars. So Yang Wei once joked, "Yingzi, you should specialize in becoming a sniper, that wouldn't be bad."

  So Yingzi remembered, and often inquired about the sniper's affairs. In the end, her conclusion was that a sniper is someone who shoots coldly from a distance, aiming to hit the enemy's important figures, just like the ancient Chinese saying "shoot the horse before shooting the person", or "catch the king before catching the thief". From then on, Yingzi regarded herself as a sniper. Before long, she got her hands on a good rifle.

  "Yingzi, this battle has nothing to do with us anymore. However, since you've brought guns, why don't you go to that place and help the volunteer army uncles get rid of some dangerous people?"

  "Yes, Captain." Yingzi happily accepted this task, and with Yang Wei's decision, another tragic hero would not appear again.

  As soon as Yingzi just climbed up to the designated location, he found that a team of volunteer army was blocked on a street, and the blockage was an American tank. The machine gun behind the tank kept sweeping forward, these American tanks were fully loaded with ammunition, it's hard to wait for them to run out of bullets.

  "This must be the important person that Wei Ge said. Just one tank is enough to block Uncle Volunteers here, no way, I have to think of a solution."

  Yingzi carefully observed the tank, and recalled Weige saying that a certain type of tank was nicknamed "lighter", wondering if this one in front of her was it.

  What was it, on the side armor of this tank, at a seam location, Yingzi found a trace of oil and faintly smelled a gasoline smell in the air. It was it. Yingzi slowly raised the rifle in his hand, "Bang Bang Bang Bang..." To be sure, Yingzi directly fired the eight bullets in the gun at the place with the oil stain.

  This is indeed a lighter, one hit and it's on fire. Although it was shot with a rifle, who let this tank have a defect? It was leaking oil. Yingzi aimed at this very defect and blew up the entire tank. Let's not say that this wasn't Yingzi's luck.