Chapter Fifty-two
The lethality of infantry anti-tank missiles on forest trails can be said to be stunning!
After the two muffled explosions, the footsteps of those hanging boots behind completely disappeared. Moreover, after a moment of silence, the wailing and howling sounds became the main melody in the jungle.
I tried my best to lower my head, almost stuffing it into the crotch of my pants. The several brothers next to me were doing the same thing. Anyway, this was what the tactical action required, and even an idiot would know to duck down and avoid those bullets that the devils were wildly sweeping in our direction.
Those armed men under the drug dealers are still a bit lacking in quality, and they haven't even figured out their target is just one clip of ammo for a quick sweep. I've been listening to those guys' gunfire, and basically it's all just spraying bullets, let alone standard short bursts or even long bursts.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, we quickly set up several directional mines with tripwire-activated firing mechanism. This is called "solid and empty" in tactical jargon.
Strictly speaking, this is a matter of combat experience.
The brothers of the Nujiang Canyon Brigade summed up their combat experience like this. Directional mines are generally detonated by electric ignition, which means that the comrades who detonate directional mines should not be too far away from the mine, especially in a state of being pursued, and almost represent the person who detonates the directional mine within 20-30 meters or even closer.
So, these guys who learned guerrilla warfare are really stupid. As soon as they were attacked by guided missiles, those who didn't die immediately dispersed and started firing randomly in the direction of the attack, and it took them more than ten minutes to come back to their senses.
It's lucky they're so stubborn, otherwise with so many people and guns on our side, even if we were fierce tigers, we wouldn't be able to withstand the sheer number of worthless insects.
After running and fighting for more than an hour, the vanguard suddenly turned back and grabbed Brother Kuangming, saying that something was wrong, there were ambushes ahead, and many people.
Kuang Ming's brother quickly took a look around and said it was no good.
We happened to be on a relatively narrow mountain pass, with steep slopes on both sides, and it was impossible to bypass the ambush in front of us.
These guys are used to killing and setting fires on dark nights, they can even shoot accurately by starlight. With them chasing so closely behind us, using our hands and feet to climb the slope is like being a living target, waiting for those drug dealers to hold AKs and have a midnight shooting contest!
After finishing the geographical survey, Ming Ge took a sneak peek at the map again and his face fell.
After changing the clip, the bullets were loaded with a loud noise. Ming Ge said that if we don't do it well, we will be surrounded by brothers! It's not entirely impossible to rush out and arrive at the gathering point, but this way, we'll definitely expose ourselves in broad daylight under the muzzles of many guns. Moreover, whether the pirated Black Hawk from Luhai can land safely is still a question.
Everyone says what to do? We are first democratic and then centralized, this is the meeting of the wartime party branch. All party members and league members come over and you speak first!
I can finally say why I call Jiang Kuan that guy "Giant Grandson"!
I was still stupidly going forward, and then I was suddenly pushed to the back by Jiang Kuan's big grandson. Then that grandson even sneered at me with a silly smile, saying "Are you in the wrong place? Hurry up and go patrol outside, you're not even a party member, let alone a league member, what are you doing getting involved in this commotion?"
This is an internal meeting of our organization!
My god!
I've never been a good student since I was young, and the red scarf of the Young Pioneer wasn't mine until I was in sixth grade of elementary school under the care of my teacher. As for being a member of the Communist Youth League, I never thought about it, and at that time, my behavior wouldn't have allowed me to join even if I wanted to - going to prison would have been more likely.
But I never took it seriously. Not joining the gang, I still eat, sleep, fight, chase girls, make money and drink just like others, nothing less.
You wide boy, you actually dare to use this to bully me? Do you believe that after I've finished with this fight, I'll find you and have a good chat with you?
That's for later, I'm really anxious now!
When all the brothers are about to die, they hold a meeting. I don't even think that's what the Communist Party members do first, followed by the Communist Youth League members, and then these people just run away under their protection.
I said we are all born and raised by our parents, all five feet tall men wearing the same jacket, who have been training for so many years as soldiers. Who is less capable than whom? If I'm not a party member or a league member, can't I just stand in the back?
At that time, I hated Jiang Kuan's son, but I also hated myself!
Why didn't I study hard back then? What was I thinking? I just wanted to join a gang or something, not for anything else, but just so I could be shoulder-to-shoulder with my brothers and fight together...
I think I said something wrong?
Anyway, at that time, Gangming brother and those party members were deceived for a few words, then came over and said you several brothers who didn't join the team and the party are ready to wait for a while, we will occupy the small highland on the right side to attract the pursuing soldiers, and then you find an opportunity to break through...
Before Brother Kuangming could finish speaking, we several non-partisan people had already exploded!
Brothers, are we going to die in a fight? If I go back, will I still have a face to live with?
Besides, the probability of us few people rushing out is not high. Others can set up ambushes in front of us, which means they must have troop deployment channels that we don't know about. When the time comes and a large army presses down on us, how can our few people break through their multiple layers of ambush?
Anyway, we are the ones who changed our jackets, that is to say, when our army's predecessors fought against the devils and burned the straw mats, it meant - if successful, we would go back and change another straw mat! If not, we wouldn't need those things anymore!
There's no time for nonsense on the battlefield, anyway our mission is already complete. Huang Ming Ge said with a nod, "Alright, let's have some fun, brothers! Rush to that small highland on the right and set up defenses quickly!"
The guns in our hands are not for cooking, they're for drinking human blood and eating human flesh. Whoever wants to take our lives should first check if their own heads are hard enough!
It's all over!
Our luck is really good, this can be considered a great blessing in misfortune.
On that small hill, it's unknown whether someone had a fight before, and there are two almost collapsed earthwork bunkers. The location even forms a crossfire, and on that small hill, there are several trenches that are about to be filled with withered branches and leaves.
After slightly repairing the trench bunker, several brothers with directional mines and explosive devices installed those things and then rushed to their own positions. Bullets were loaded, waiting for the first shot from Brother Qiangming!
I took a glance at everyone's position and almost cursed out loud on the spot!
Damn it, my brother is really a stubborn fool. He actually left us few non-party members in relatively safe positions, while all the most vulnerable positions were taken by Communist Party members and Communist Youth League members.
I was so angry that my teeth were itching and I just wanted to live back home. Even if I had to die, I would still join the party!
As for joining the team, I'm already over-aged...
