When Xu Qing stood up again, he faintly heard some movement in the mountains and forests seven or eight hundred meters away.

The several gunshots that rang out continuously here could be heard far away in the silent mountains and fields, and I was afraid that the enemy had already discovered them.

"Just discover it if you find it. The Seventh Company has never retreated!"

Xu Qing wiped the blood on the bayonet with a towel, rewrapped it and put it away.

Next, it will be difficult to use this kind of close-range hand-to-hand sword. It's time for his old guy - the sniper rifle to appear.

The soldiers were so quick that he had no time to touch the seven corpses on the ground. He quickly turned around and took the other equipment he had put down earlier.

Then he picked up the rifle, covered the cotton cap and steel helmet tightly, and covered his face as much as possible. Many American soldiers were dressed like this in this weather. He then quickly rushed up the mountain towards the trail.

He wants to find a suitable sniping location as soon as possible before the enemy reacts.

While running, he added all 70 experience points gained from the seven enemies he had just killed to his 'agility' attribute. The weapons and equipment he now carried weighing dozens of kilograms had already affected his speed somewhat.

But as soon as he ran to the mountain, he didn't expect that the enemies on the mountain were even more panicked than he was.

After passing the whistle gate halfway up the mountain, after running about 700 meters, you will reach a mountain platform. In front of it is a simple circle of sandbags and barbed wire for defense, which is isolated from other passages and roads.

There were more than a dozen cars, trucks and armored vehicles parked on the flat ground behind the barbed wire fence, and two tanks were parked around the barbed wire fence, camouflaged by nearby shrubs and branches.

There are dozens of large and small tents in the innermost part, hidden in the shadows behind the mountain. It is really difficult to find them if you don't go up the mountain to look.

He observed the surrounding sentries and commanding heights. There were several hillsides on the opposite side where he could see this place, but it was a little further away.

At this time, many people in the camp were alerted by the gunfire. It was not even six o'clock in the morning at most, and most people were still asleep.

After being awakened by the news spread by the soldiers at intervals, many people thought that the enemy had already attacked the mountain, and came out of the tents one after another, some were dressed, some were cursing, and some were already preparing weapons.

After he came up, there were several soldiers running down the mountain not far away. They saw them emerging from the trees on his right side. They only took a look, but no one paid him any attention.

Xu Qing froze on the spot, holding back his intention to raise his gun and shoot.

He looked at them and then at himself - he had exactly the same clothes and equipment as them, including the gun in his hand and the boots on his feet, there was no difference.

Are these Americans so good at lakes?

"...It seems they haven't fully absorbed the lesson of 'looking like friendly troops'."

It gets up late in the winter morning, and the sky is not very bright yet. There are more shadows from the trees here than in the snowy mountains and mountains before, and the visibility is much darker than in other places.

These Americans, who had never been defeated before, were so proud that they were not as vigilant as they thought. Xu Qing saw that there were also many Rhee soldiers from South Korea in this remnant army. They were all dressed like this, and they only saw an American military uniform.

, there was no thought of pursuing it.

Xu Qing then put the pistol and grenades in his pocket as close as possible, then pulled down the cotton ear protection cap a little, and began to approach the barbed wire in a swaggering manner.

No one cares about him.

Just as he was about to enter, an American soldier shouted to him: "Hey, soldier, what happened when you came down from the mountain?"

Xu Qing lowered his head slightly and responded with a smile: "The sentry at the bottom of the mountain seems to have discovered the enemy."

"Shit, we are all hiding here, how can we still be touched by those Chinese!"

The white soldier took off his hat and spit on the ground.

He asked again: "Which patrol are you from? Where are your teammates?"

"Second Lieutenant Cross's signal corps. He asked me to report that our communication tower was found six kilometers away, but it was attacked."

His English doesn't sound much different from theirs.

"Come in! Captain Fields has been waiting for this news for too long. Hahaha, with the communication tower, we can be saved!"

The white soldiers were immediately overjoyed and opened the barbed wire gate to let Xu Qing in quickly.

"...Yes, that's what I thought too."

Xu Qing walked in sideways with his head lowered.

The white soldier looked at him, with the large and small packages wrapped on his back, and asked casually:

"What are you carrying?"

Xu Qing's heart tightened slightly, and he had already tightened his grip on the pistol in his sleeve. On the surface, there was still no change, and he replied with a smile:

"Do you want to taste the food we collected from Korean people's houses, potatoes and corn?"

"Are you kidding?" the white soldier said contemptuously, "You went to hunt meat at the foot of the mountain, and you found so much stuff in one night? Edson actually envied your patrol. Go in quickly, the captain is on the 6th inside

Camp, hurry up and tell him the good news about the communication tower, and maybe even reward you with a pack of his favorite cigars!"

"...thank you, man, you're such a good guy."

Xu Qing said goodbye to him and left, striding in the direction he pointed.

This guy is really a "good guy"...

Not only did they let him in, they also pointed him to the specific location of the commander here without even noticing his face.

Don't touch him yet.

Walking inside, there were soldiers walking around everywhere. Most of them looked like they had just woken up and were shouting in a hurry.

Soon, Xu Qing saw an officer dressed in lieutenant uniform and wearing dark sunglasses walking out of a larger tent on the mountain and asking the soldiers who were being mobilized:

"Who's shooting?"

"I don't know, Captain, we are sending people down the mountain to see..."

"Then speed up and don't waste time here!"

"Yes, sir!"

He immediately understood that this man was Captain Fields as the soldiers called him—the supreme commander here. He quickly lowered his head and tried to pass by him.

Unexpectedly, just after Fields got angry, he suddenly remembered something, looked around, and called Xu Qing directly:

"come here."

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and lowered his head: "What are your orders, Captain?"

"Which row?"

"Second Lieutenant Cross's platoon."

Cross is a very useful guy. He can die within a few hours without anyone suspecting it.

Captain Fields nodded, without looking at him, and threw a bunch of debris over:

"Soldier, bring these to the command tent for me, and then call all those guys to come to a meeting. Also, tell them - if they can't arrive before seven o'clock, let them all roll down the mountain!"

After saying that, he left.

Xu Qing was a little confused and took a stack of miscellaneous items from the grumpy American officer. They were all lists of soldiers and inventory of supplies.

He looked at it and found that it had some value, but there was no specific confidential information.

He immediately pulled over a soldier who was walking nearby and said to him: "Hey, man, Captain Fields is angry. Go call those guys to the command post for a meeting!"

The soldier immediately nodded in agreement and left quickly.

This Captain Fields seems to have a unique and vicious status in their hearts.

As for who those guys are?

None of my business.

They are all enemies anyway, no need to know their names.

Xu Qing quickly carried these documents and miscellaneous items and walked quietly towards the command post's tent.

Because manpower was tight, most of the guards were mobilized and assembled into small teams to explore down the mountain.

He entered the camp smoothly and directly. It was an enlarged and remodeled circular woolen tent. There were sand tables, maps, and a large number of English books inside.

Xu Qing didn't have time to check, so he took a quick glance and found nothing particularly important. After thinking about it, he tore off the map hanging on the wall, rolled it up and put it in his bag.

Then he quickly took out pineapple grenades one by one and set up traps in more hidden places under the command sand table, desks, chairs, and near the camp entrance.

Then he went out and took a look around again, but couldn't find a place to place explosive bags or weapons and equipment. There were already people near the tank who were difficult to get close to. However, he still found a few tents and arranged all the more than 20 grenades in the bags.

Only then did he stop.

Xu Qing used it very quickly, less than ten minutes in total, and then quickly retreated.

He walked leisurely on the road and glanced around, still no one cared about him.

As he walked on the road, he discovered that the news about the communication tower that he had just mentioned casually at the door had been spread throughout half of the camp by the white soldier unknowingly.

"Thank God, amen!"

From time to time, he heard cheers of joy from everywhere, and he even saw a young soldier kneeling on the ground in excitement and praying.

Xu Qing looked at all this strangely. He almost passed through the entire camp unimpeded, and soon he was outside the area covered by the barbed wire fence.

As soon as he left the camp and got into the jungle, he made sure that no one noticed him, so he started running as fast as he could!

While running towards the commanding heights I had found earlier, I clenched my fists vigorously, feeling both calm and excited.

He was also a little unbelievable that such a dangerous move deep into the enemy's hinterland was accomplished so easily by himself!
To be continued...