Chapter 64: Cliff

Just as Zhan Xiagege was about to break into the effective range of two snipers, he suddenly stopped. Watching the Chechen anti-government guerrillas take only ten minutes to form a defensive position, Zhan Xiagege burst out laughing. He pointed to the seemingly impregnable defensive position before him and said only one sentence: "Another fool who loves playing the Maginot Line!" ”
Under the stunned gaze of all the Chechen anti-government guerrilla fighters, Zhanxiage actually picked up his rifle and bypassed their defensive line. A Chechen guerrilla light machine gunner widened his eyes and shouted, "What does he want to do? Does he even want to climb that mountain?!" ”
The ammunition man beside the light machine gunner licked his lips and said, "He probably wouldn't do something so foolish. That mountain is over 150 meters high, almost vertical. Even a monkey or a wild antelope probably wouldn't be able to climb it, right?" ”
"It's one o'clock at noon now!" The Chechen anti-government guerrilla commander glanced at his watch and said coldly, "Since I chose this as the sniper battlefield, I will carefully study the surrounding terrain." That peak was steep and rarely had any leverage for support; climbing it with gloves was like courting death. The rocks on the nearby mountains contain large amounts of metal. After several hours of direct sunlight, the temperature has exceeded 65 degrees Celsius. I believe you have already tasted this sensation while digging in the sand earlier. Without special climbing equipment and relying solely on your hands, conquering such a peak is simply impossible! ”
All the team members around the commander nodded repeatedly, but they were mistaken!
Zhanxiage tore off a few strips of cloth from his body, first tightly wrapping his palms, then carefully wrapping his right index finger bit by bit, before pulling out his tiger-tooth combat saber and biting it into his teeth. Under everyone's stunned gaze, he actually began climbing this steep cliff, with a surface temperature exceeding sixty-five degrees Celsius, almost ninety degrees vertical, and a drop of more than 150 meters from the ground.
As soon as his fingers touched rocks rich in metal minerals, Zhan Xia Ge felt as if he had grabbed a large soldering iron. He had only climbed four or five meters upward. Except for his right index finger, the other nine fingers were covered in fine blisters. The water soaked and rubbed against the rough, hard, and hot rock repeatedly. By the time Zhanxiage climbed six or seven meters, fine droplets of blood had already seeped from his hands like sieves.
Faced with such a scene, watching the heroic song climb the cliff, the vivid red handprints left on the rocks, the timid person sitting in front of the TV couldn't help but close their eyes. At this moment, countless people were saying the same thing: "While there's still a chance to turn back, give up!" ”
虽然电视机前的观众不能亲自去体验那些岩石的温度，但是只要看看战侠歌留在上面的血手印在半分钟时间就被烤干，看着战侠歌那双仅仅爬了几米高，就被烫得不成人样的双手，谁心里没有腾起一种根本无法用语言描述的凉意？！
战侠歌的双手每一次重新落到滚烫而粗糙的岩石上，那种几乎可以直接刺穿他心脏的可怕痛苦，就带着一股股如狂涛怒潮般的热浪，狠狠撞击他的每一寸神经。在这一刻，他的身体不停的颤抖，他全身的每一个细胞都在向他哀号：放手吧，回去吧，你挺不住的！
是的，想攀爬这座山峰是疯狂的。
Zhanxiage looked up at the mountain overhead that almost no creature could conquer with his body, then at the soft sand beneath his feet, where he could jump in without getting hurt. He quietly thought to himself, "I knew since I was six years old that to achieve victory that others can't, you have to put in effort that others can't!" So I want to conquer you! And I really wanted to see if, when I push myself to the limit, I can truly create ...... Miracle! ”
Zhanxiage had to use his own hands to repeatedly support his body, even though he usually didn't find the automatic rifle heavy. He had to grip the Huya Combat Knife tightly with his right hand, repeatedly stabbing it into the cracks of the rocks, then using all his strength to pull the handle and slowly push his body upward.
Some girls sat in front of the TV, eyes wide and staring intently at Zhanxiage, afraid that if they blinked even a little, he would disappear from their sight. They sat there quietly and silently, their big eyes wide open, letting burning tears keep streaming down their faces.
Everyone felt the same way. A girl, crying, called her boyfriend, "Turn on the TV and see him. He's ...... at this moment." So beautiful! ”
On the mountain peak conquered by the Battle Hero's Song, a row of blood-condensed marks was left behind. Those vivid red handprints, that trembling yet proud yet resilient figure, that almost abnormal obsession with victory made him a luminous presence, deeply attracting everyone's gaze and stirring every viewer's heart, making them involuntarily beat with every breath.
No one believed that one person could conquer this mountain with just their own hands and a military knife. The Chechen anti-government guerrillas did not believe it either. When Zhanxiage climbed fifty or sixty meters high, they all began to wait quietly, waiting for Zhanxiage to slip off the cliff, waiting for the nearly indestructible ghost of the battlefield to fall into the embrace of death. Even Zhao Haiping, who had been chasing after Zhan Xiaoge, stood dazed at the bottom of the cliff. He knew he could never conquer this cliff no matter what. He tried placing his finger on the stone wall Zhan Xiaoge had once conquered, but a burning pain made him instinctively withdraw his finger.
Looking at Zhanxiage, who had already climbed halfway up the mountain, Zhao Haiping's lips twitched. He truly wanted to know why Zhanxiage could endure such pain, how he could endure it!
Zhanxiage reached out again and again, his bloodied hand still looking steady, climbing upward with an almost mechanical steady rhythm. His hands gripped the sharply edged stone crevices, his hands gripped the edges of the protruding but slightly slanting stones, and his hands gripped his canine tooth combat saber, almost entirely weighted into the thin blade.
Zhan Xiaoge touched the burning rock, and a strange thought suddenly surged in his mind: "If it weren't for this war, maybe I would never have touched this rock in my life, nor would I have reached this place or this place in this lifetime, right?!" ”
At this moment, even the arrogant Instructor Zhang Xiangshang was finally moved, because he suddenly remembered what his instructor had once told him: "Courage, persistence, pride, an extreme desire for victory, combined with extraordinary talent and the grace of watching the wind and clouds without fear of life or death—only those who possess these six qualities can truly become a warrior, an almost invincible warrior." ”
The commander of the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces, from the moment the war hero began climbing that peak, he kept sneering. He knew all too well how ridiculous it was to forcibly conquer a nearly vertical cliff rich in metal minerals at one o'clock at noon, without professional protection for his hands; By the time Zhanxiage was halfway up, he was already imagining the counterattack he was about to organize when this hateful enemy finally fell off the cliff. The remaining Chinese soldier, though also quite capable, was much easier to deal with; As Zhanxiage climbed upward again and again, moving his body upward again and again, and when he was less than thirty meters from the top of the cliff, his hands were still strong, and a smile of victory appeared at the corners of his lips. The smile on the Chechen anti-government guerrilla commander's face vanished!
"Madman, madman, he's a complete lunatic!" The commander of the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces pointed at the war hero song that was nearly at the peak of victory and shouted hoarsely, "What are you all standing there foolish? Shoot immediately! Do you really have to wait until he climbs the mountain and occupies advantageous terrain?!" ”
A sniper shouted loudly, "Captain, we're too far from him to shoot!" ”
"Then get close to him and kill him!" The captain shouted hysterically, "We can't let him come up! If we want to make it back alive, we absolutely cannot let him climb this mountain!" ”
The commander of the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces understood that if this Chinese soldier truly succeeded in climbing to the top of this mountain, no matter how the subsequent war unfolded, the morale he had worked so hard to boost would plummet!
Two Chechen snipers quickly moved toward the mountain Zhan Xiaoge was climbing. As they passed a slope without the clip on their rifle being calibrated, one sniper suddenly felt his vision go black, a deep bullet hole in his forehead, and collapsed to the ground. The second Chechen sniper quickly lay down. At the foot of the mountain, Zhao Haiping coldly held his sniper rifle and said in a deep voice, "No matter who it is, if you want to harm your master, you must first step over my corpse!" ”
"Keep going, absolutely can't let him climb up!" The commander of the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces pointed at several team members and shouted hoarsely, "You, you, you, you, you all go together, suppress that sniper's fire!" ”
Just as the light machine gun was set up, Zhao Haiping's sniper rifle went off again. The gunner was shot in the forehead and fell to the ground. As he pulled the trigger, Zhao Haiping felt a burning pain in his shoulder. He let out a soft groan and involuntarily fell to the ground.
The second Chechen sniper couldn't help but show a smug smile. Although he only hit the enemy's shoulder, he was rushed into battle on a hillside, with poor fire visibility and no good support point, yet he still managed to hit the target, which was already a decent achievement.
In this situation, Zhao Haiping didn't even pick up his gun, running wildly across the desert. In this situation, he ran and jumped, making all sorts of bizarre provocative gestures. Zhao Haiping tore open the loud voice that had been honed in their village, where transportation was limited to walking and communication was only possible by shouting, and shouted wildly, "Damn you bunch of bastards! Come shoot me, hit me! If you can't hit me, if you can't kill me, you're just turtle sons and bastards, you're just bitches, you're eunuchs without needles, you're a bunch of bastards......
From nearly a thousand meters away, no one could hear what Zhao Haiping was shouting, but just by looking at his expression, the middle finger he raised without any hiding, the look of cheeky and begging for a beating, the Chechen sniper and light machine gunner simultaneously pointed their guns at Zhao Haiping.
"Bang!"
"Tap tap tap......"
A string of bullets struck Zhao Haiping, sending up layers of yellow sand. Zhao Haiping rolled, rolled, ran, and jumped while shouting in his heart: "My master once said that even a top sniper takes at least 1.5 seconds from locking onto a target to firing. As long as I can perform a military dodge or suddenly change my running speed within 1.5 seconds, I can effectively evade sniper fire." But how to dodge light machine gun strafing seems like the master hasn't taught me yet! Also, a sniper rifle and a squad are firing at me with a light machine gun—how am I supposed to dodge?! Damn it, whatever, I'll just run hard, run hard, and use every military maneuver I've learned from the Armed Police over and over! ”
Even Zhao Haiping himself didn't know that, after two months of real combat with the Song of War Heroes, enduring more than eighty battles, although he lacked theoretical knowledge, whenever the enemy's light machine gun fired, he could naturally judge the impact point of the bullets by reading the gunfire and the yellow sand flying from the bullets hitting the ground.
With this special skill, honed bit by bit from real combat, Zhao Haiping repeatedly dodged the light machine gun bullets in his awkward rolls and crawling. Time and again, he hid behind large rocks that provided enough cover. Just when everyone thought he wouldn't come out again, Zhao Haiping would always jump out without hesitation, continuing to run wildly, hurling a series of bullets behind him.
"Hurry up, Master!" Feeling his strength rapidly draining away, Zhao Haiping couldn't help but let out a low cry in his heart: "Master, I'm about to lose it!" ”
The commander of the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces slapped the hard rock beneath him and shouted wildly, "What are you doing? Ignore that clown who even threw down his gun. Shoot immediately—kill the enemy climbing the cliff. He's the biggest ......!"
"Bang!"
The commander of the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces slammed his head backward, a brilliant blood flower blooming in the air. His eyes widened, his face full of shock and unwillingness as he slowly fell onto the hard ground behind him. As he lifted his body, his right hand helplessly stretched out, as if trying to grasp something before dying, or silently accusing the heavens.
About 1,200 meters away, atop that peak over 150 meters high, Zhanxiage had already set up his sniper rifle. Although his hands were already bloody and mangled, when he was pressed against the gun and combined with the "bloodless red flag" on his shoulder forming a triangle, they remained stable and powerful.
Zhan Xiagege unhooked the cloth strip from his right index finger and gently hooked the trigger on his sniper rifle. It was the only one of his ten fingers that hadn't been injured!
When Zhanxiage climbed that seemingly impossible cliff and was shot dead by the Chechen anti-government guerrilla commander, more than twenty Chechen terrorists, exhausted and instantly losing all hope of victory, were destined to face a desperate war.
When the last Chechen anti-government guerrilla fighter fell under the Zhan Xia Ge gun, he could already hear the sound of helicopter propellers slicing through the air at high speed. Almost at the same time, the Afghan guerrilla fighters who had already spared him a chance in the desert fell at the same time...... Dansu.
Even for Afghan guerrillas who grew up in the desert, crossing the desert alone was dangerous. While Dansu was resting, a scorpion over two inches long climbed onto Dansu's arm.
By this point, the joint pursuit unit formed by over two hundred terrorists had been completely swallowed up by this desert.