Chapter 3 Evening Journey

"Enemy attack!" Liu Jingxiao reacted immediately, threw the rifle with his left hand and threw it back to Chen Ninghe. Her body quickly fell down. There was a beautiful and exquisite revolver on her right hand.

At this time, a noisy sound sounded in my ears, and a dense rogue of guns rubbed through Liu Jingxiao's scalp, and a fiery feeling came from his scalp, but Liu Jingxiao didn't even have the chance to breathe.

Because at least thirty rifles were firing, he could even clearly see the fireworks jumping at the other party's muzzle.

"Go to die!" He fired all six bullets in the direction of screaming as fast as possible. The continuous recoil completely numb his right hand, and his hand couldn't help but shake it a few times.

But Liu Jingxiao is a good military officer who has experienced many battles. He elegantly shuttled through the rain of bullets. He saw his head shrinking as much as possible, moving his body to the right, using his hands and feet at the same time, and his speed was obviously much faster than that of a turtle.

But he was very lucky because another guy screamed at the other side.

On the other hand, Chen Ninghe took the rifle and stayed for a while before he realized it. While moving to the left, he loaded bullets with difficulty. Fortunately, Rouran's shooting skills were not superb, and most of the rifles' firepower was concentrated on Liu Jingxiao, so he was not damaged in the rain of bullets.

With a "bang", the rifle that was lying in ambush quietly opened fire. Although it did not cause any losses to the other party, it attracted some firepower to Liu Jingxiao in the rain of bullets.

"One, two, three, four, five, six..." Liu Jingxiao tried hard to plug bullets into the pistol, while silently chanting the numbers in his mouth, staring at the front of the right, and could not hear any movement behind him. As soon as fireworks flashed, his heart would be beating involuntarily.

Finally, the days of worrying and fear ended. Liu Jingxiao stood up suddenly, raised his pistol with both hands, and fired at the enemy without a target. After the bullet was fired, he immediately rolled to the left as fast as possible.

However, Liu Jingxiao's luck seemed to have come to this point. His strafing did not seem to cause any loss to the enemy, but instead attracted all the enemy's firepower. The enemy's stray bullets passed by him from time to time, and the continuous gunfire brought him heavy pressure.

Liu Jingxiao suppressed his fear and dodged the bullet while jumping and gasping for the bullets. However, his hands trembled from time to time, and the speed of the loading was greatly affected.

Fortunately, Chen Ninghe had jumped to the lurking whistle in three steps and used two rifles to shoot at the enemy, reducing a lot of pressure to Liu Jingxiao.

However, Liu Jingxiao deeply felt the terrible battle with dozens of dark enemies. She rolled in the grass, causing unknown grass leaves to pass through her body and face. The strength of her body instantly felt exhausted. It turned out that the subtle scratches had deepened, and her will was about to collapse.

Although the bullets had been loaded, he just didn't have the courage to stand up and shoot at the enemy. After slight wiping his left hand, he found that cold sweat was everywhere on his hands and face. He wanted to stand up and shoot with his teeth, but the idea of ​​running backwards had arisen in his heart again.

At this moment, "Jingxiao!" Wu Canglei's rough voice sounded like a sky sound in Liu Jingxiao's ears. He was filled with courage again, stood up straight, held the pistol tightly in both hands, and while firing out all the bullets quickly, he retreated and shouted: "Here!"

Wu Canglei immediately put down the stone hanging in his heart and shouted: "Let's fire!" Dozens of rifles behind him were raised together and roared together. The fireworks that were beating at the enemy's muzzles were their best target.

This round of volleys had fruitful results, and the other party's screams increased by three or four times.

Only then did Liu Jingxiao realize that his excessive mental tension made him pay attention to what was happening behind him. Wu Canglei had already led about a company of reinforcements to a place more than ten meters behind him and met Wu Canglei.

The two sides stopped on the current front and began a dull gunfight. No one dared to open fire and expose their positions easily, and the gunfire gradually became sparse.

In fact, after the first round of rapid shooting, both sides' shooting became extremely slow.

Reloading bullets in the dark is extremely difficult. With tedious actions and huge psychological pressure, only skilled veterans can load them smoothly.

Just now, Liu Jingxiao was able to survive. In addition to the extremely poor shooting accuracy at night, this can be said to be an indelible contribution.

If it was during the day, under the rotation of dozens of rifles, not to mention one Liu Jingxiao, even ten Liu Jingxiao would have died gloriously on the spot. Then a postman would hand over the Zhuque Military Academy a total of seven yuan of high-priced pensions (the pension standard established in the past twenty years of the Republic has remained unchanged for more than sixty years. It was formulated for three months to earn a soldier, and now it has reached the level of less than a month of income for an ordinary soldier).

In terms of shooting, the Rouran rebels were slightly inferior, but the reinforcements from the cavalry battalion were not much better. Liu Jingxiao found that the enemy was slowly retreating.

But Liu Jingxiao did not want to pursue her with all her strength, because the two sides would likely have a flesh-and-blooded battle. The night hand-to-hand combat is very likely to cause accidental injuries to the party. In addition, Rouran seems to be born as a good player in hand-to-hand combat, but the party's troops are too thin and cannot withstand several consumptions, so Liu Jingxiao also shouted: "Search forward!"

At this moment, Liu Jingxiao found that there was another hot feeling on her scalp. After careful consideration, she probably hit her scalp in the first round of shooting. Of course, if the bullet shifted a little further, the future commander of the 17th Division would be reimbursed.

After a rough count of this melee in the evening breeze, it was found that the results of the battle were quite good. The enemy left behind six corpses, two military horses, and a batch of weapons. In the subsequent search, three wounded soldiers were captured. Only one unfortunate guy was shot in the leg, but his life was not serious.

"Why don't you chase after me?" Wu Canglei asked with a reluctance.

"There is no way, our capital is too small! There is not much fuel and water in this kind of battle. If the enemy counterattacks and suffers 20 or 30 casualties, it will be a waste of capital!"

Having said that, a normal post-war search cannot be avoided. If the enemy goes back, wouldn’t it be a big loss?

Because of this, Liu Jingxiao stood in front of the team with a rifle. The rifle had been bayonetized, and the cold light was revealed from time to time under the moonlight. Wu Canglei followed behind him with a torch in his hand. The first company where Wu Canglei was located was scattered behind them. Guo Junqing led the second company to clean up the bodies and seized items, and the cavalry company was responsible for the rear and was ready to support him at any time.

"The division commander and the chief officials at all levels are the first to lead the battle, which can be regarded as the example of soldiers..." The veterans of the Dingbian Army had such memories, but the actual reason for uncovering the fog of history is very simple. The Dingbian Army's troops are too new, and most of the soldiers are newcomers who are on the battlefield. In this way, cadres must take the lead. Regardless of the offensive and defensive retreat, cadres at all levels are in the most dangerous place and play the role of a mainstay, otherwise the troops will easily collapse instantly.

However, it is also because of this that Liu Jingxiao, a group of unemployed officers from the Zhuque Military Academy, successfully took office in the Dingbian Army. They were unable to find employment in the Hubei Army due to special reasons, so Liu Jingxiao had to lead them out of seclusion to seek employment. After several months of combat baptism, Liu Jingxiao was already in command of the current cavalry battalion, but the tradition of officers leading the charge was preserved.

Wu Canglei stopped suddenly because a low moan came from the front, but he couldn't hear clearly. Compared to a battalion commander who was rushing in front, Wu Canglei was not bad at all. He was holding a torch, but he was the best target for the enemy.

Liu Jingxiao also stopped for a moment, but he glanced at Wu Canglei, thought for a while, pressed his finger on the plate machine, pulled the Qiucao, which was almost half a person tall, and slowly searched the sound point.

Seeing this, Wu Canglei followed, waved his hand, and the soldiers searched towards the target in a semicircle.
Chapter completed!