The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 394 A Difficult Battle
In the command post, everyone has just learned about this situation, and they all feel that this is tantamount to drawing salary from the bottom of the pot. Two-thirds of the entire army's strength has been taken away in this way, leaving only their [-]th Division in the central area before the battle, and they will contain it. Enemies that are several times higher than one's own.

How to fight this battle?Everyone whispered in their hearts like this, but no one dared to speak out.

When Master Zheng heard the news for the first time, his eyes were particularly astonished. His intuition from leading the troops to fight all the year round told him that from the moment the Volunteer Army artillery sounded, his troops had already fallen into a desperate situation, and he didn't want his subordinates to see him. Surprised, he didn't smoke a half-burned cigarette in his hand this time, but he had a bad premonition in his heart, but he tried his best to restrain himself, because it was just a premonition, whether it would happen or not, Everything is unknown.
The night is dark.

The artillery fire was vented towards the enemy's defense line in front of Xia Yuan leading the sharp knife platoon, and the continuous roar echoed among the mountains and rivers. They crawled on the ground, and they could clearly feel the ground being in position and the mountains and rivers roaring.

From a distance, a row of soldiers saw that the enemy's position seemed to be blooming, with pitch-black soil flowers blooming, which were their own cannons.

Wang Xiaoliang was overjoyed: "Blow up these bastards to death!"

Controlling a light machine gun, Liu Tiezhu turned his head and said to Wang Xiaoliang: "When we meet again later, lower your body and rush to the place with cover. The place with cover is where the enemy can't hit. Don't panic, hide in the cover. The back is safe, the enemy's bullets cannot hit you, but you can't stay too long, the enemy's guns will aim at your bunker, and when you are sure it is safe, you must change the position."

Wang Xiaoliang said: "You have taught me several times, and I have already remembered it in my heart. I am also a veteran now."

Liu Tiezhu snorted: "This is to teach you how to survive! The company commander said, this time our enemy numbers are several times higher than ours, so we must be careful!"

A row of soldiers were lying behind the bunker with their guns in their hands, waiting quietly for the artillery fire to end. Xia Yuan held a whistle in his mouth and held a big eight grains. He scanned the enemy's position with his eyes. Under the raging artillery fire, the enemy's The position has been bombed to pieces, and the people who bombed the enemy turned their backs and hid in the bomb crater without even daring to show their heads.

The momentum of the artillery fire gradually weakened a bit, and the enemy's position was filled with gunpowder smoke. Their attacking route was three mountain ridges with a width of five or six meters, sticking obliquely on the mountainside. For the attacking side, these three mountain ridges It is no different from a bridge leading to death. The enemy's machine gun bunkers are entrenched on the mountain ridges, and only one machine gun bunker can cover a mountain ridge.

And on the ridge, there are still seven or eight machine gun bunkers.

The soldiers were not afraid, but full of fighting spirit and unprecedented enthusiasm.

With the last shell falling on the enemy's position, the 5-minute artillery rush to support them in the rear ended.

Xia Yuan realized that it was time for them to attack, so he blew the whistle in his hand. He stood up, picked up the big eight pellets, aimed at a machine gun bunker that had not been blown up in the distance, pulled the trigger, and the bullets whized. Out of the barrel, it spun through the mud falling from the sky, and got in through the hole of the machine gun bunker.

when!puff!
An American soldier tilted his head and fell to the ground.

"The first squad is responsible for attacking the left wing, the second squad will follow me to attack the middle, and the third squad will attack the right wing. Remember to hit hard!"

Xia Yuan picked up the big eight pills and rushed to the enemy's position first, giving orders while running.

"careful!"

Lao Yang shouted from behind.

Xia Yuan responded: "Don't worry, the American devils can't beat me to death, let's see how I deal with them!"

On the frontal battlefield, a company of the enemy was not killed or injured by the violent artillery fire of the volunteers. Only the initial bombing caused huge casualties to them. When the subsequent bombing landed on the position, they were already hiding in the bomb shelter However, the artillery fire of the Volunteers only lasted for 5 minutes. The central battlefield is not an important offensive area, and these artillery fires are only to reduce the frontal pressure of the [-]th Division.

But it was like a drop in the bucket, most of the fortifications were destroyed, and some solid fortifications were not destroyed, such as the concrete bunker on the mountain ridge, which was indestructible.

Something is better than nothing.

After a round of artillery fire, a large area of ​​the enemy's fortifications was destroyed. As a row of soldiers charged, the enemy's machine guns rang out. Niu Fengyang led the second squad to attack the front. The destroyed machine gun bunker, when a platoon of soldiers began to charge, chains of fire were released from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

The bullets sank into the soil, and the splashed mud fell down one after another. Before the attacking soldiers could take a few steps, they fell to the ground quickly, and the mud splashed all over their faces.

Wang Xiaoliang ran forward for a few steps, when the enemy's heavy machine gun rang out, his face suddenly changed, and he lay down on the spot, bullets blasted craters the size of a baby's fist on the ground above his head, Liu Tiezhu controlled The light machine gun tried to suppress the enemy's machine gun bunker, but the enemy's machine gun fired at a low level, with unprecedented ferocity of fire.

Three long chains of fire bloomed in the dark night, and they were slammed down like three thunderclaps. The suppressed Liu Tiezhu couldn't even lift his head. , 5 minutes of artillery fire did not kill them.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoliang and many soldiers in the first squad were suppressed by the enemy's heavy machine gun, he gritted his teeth and set up the machine gun again. Before the trigger was pulled a few times, a string of fire chains and long whips were thrown towards him, and the bullets passed through. A string of craters appeared on the ground.

Xia Yuan manipulated a big eight-grain, knocked down the front bunker, and ordered the soldiers of the second squad to charge forward. He knew that the left and right wings were suppressed by the enemy's machine gun bunkers, and the number of enemies was far above the second row. , Without him, the frontal attack would be difficult.

But now that he's here, it's easy to destroy the enemy's machine gun bunker.

When he went to Ganling, with a big eight-grain, he shot down countless foreign devils' machine gun bunkers, and he was already very good at dealing with this thing.

Company Commander Lei in the rear was amazed when he saw Xia Yuan's marksmanship: "Okay, the enemy's machine gun bunker was blinded with one shot, and the marksmanship of a long row has really improved a lot. It seems that the training during this period has not fallen behind. .”

Instructor Shao seemed worried, "The enemy has built so many firepower points in the front. After a round of artillery fire, there are still seven machine gun bunkers. This is only the equipment of a company of American devils, and the equipment of American devils is too good! Far above us!"

Because of Xia Yuan's presence in the front, a small gap was opened, but the situation on the left and right wings was not good. The platoon led by Tan Zhanbiao was suppressed by three enemy machine gun bunkers, and the third platoon of Zhou Xingyong on the right wing also encountered two enemies. The suppression of the machine gun is low-security, and the firepower is fierce.

The enemy's grenade seems to be endless, and it keeps ringing at the front of their attack, and the sound of broken shrapnel passing through the air can be clearly heard.

Zhou Xingyong cursed: "Grandma, the enemy's firepower is so fierce, Old Xu, blow up their bunker! Everyone else, cover!"

Concrete bunkers are difficult to destroy just by throwing grenades.

"Hey!"

An old soldier swung his submachine gun behind him, grabbed a blasting tube he brought up, rushed out of the bunker and rushed forward. The soldiers spread out on the charge route, shooting at the enemy's machine gun bunker one after another.

"Shoot, shoot, the enemy is rushing up!"

The U.S. soldiers in the position stabilized the helmets above their heads, and when they saw Lao Xu rushing over, they panicked, shouted, and shot at Lao Xu with a big eight. Hitting Lao Xu's shoulder, he fell heavily to the ground as if he had been whipped.

"Old Xu!"

Zhou Xingyong's eyes were about to burst.

The other soldiers turned pale with shock: "Vice squad leader!"

"I'm fine!"

Old Xu fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to grab his shoulder, blood was coming out, his shoulder was numb, he couldn't feel the pain at all, he gritted his teeth, took off the submachine gun from his body, put it on the ground, and with the other hand Grabbing the blasting barrel, he was about to stand up when he fell to the ground again.

This scene disturbed the hearts of the three squads of soldiers.

The bullet seemed to be stuck in the bone. When the arm moved slightly, the pain covered the whole body. After the numbness dissipated, the pain in the left shoulder rolled up and down, making Lao Xu sweat all over his forehead, but he heard the enemy's machine gun above his head. Da da da non-stop shooting, and seeing other soldiers being suppressed by the enemy's heavy machine guns, Lao Xu gritted his teeth, stuck his hands into the soil, arched his body slightly, grabbed the blasting tube and rushed up to meet the enemy's bullets .

However, just after rushing out of the bunker, the American soldier who had aimed long ago pulled the trigger, the big eight bullets were fired continuously, and the bullets whizzed over, puffing into Lao Xu's body, two shots and a few steps, his Groups of blood flowers bloomed on his body, and under the strong force of the bullet, his body fell heavily backwards.

The soldiers of the three squads all stared wide-eyed and shouted: "Vice squad leader!"

Zhou Xingyong's heart ached so much that he shouted, "Old Xu!"

"Squad leader, let me go!"

A recruit Danzi yelled, tears mixed with the mud on his face, and he grabbed the explosive bag beside him and shouted.

He is a recruit, and the deputy squad leader takes good care of them on weekdays, treating them like his own father, allowing them to quickly adapt to this strange environment. After long hours of training, their pants are torn, and the deputy squad leader helps them mend them. , when encountering the US bombing, the first thing the deputy squad leader thinks of is these recruits. There are deputy squad leaders like Lao Xu in every squad. If a squad is compared to a family, then the squad leader is equivalent to playing the role of father The same role, and the deputy squad leader is equivalent to playing the same role as a mother.

The death of Lao Xu made the recruits in the class full of hatred for the US military. They pulled the trigger angrily, and the bullets vented to the enemy's machine gun bunker. The crisp sound continued, but they were all blocked by the enemy's concrete bunker.

A veteran named Zhang Haifeng frowned, snatched a pack of explosives from the recruit Danzi, and said, "There is an 80-year-old old lady in my hometown. When we win, you can go home and knock on my mother's behalf." A loud noise. This is really the first time for me to blow up the bunker of the American devils, if it doesn’t break, then you guys have to think of other ways!”

After all, Zhang Haifeng's veteran rushed out of the bunker holding the explosive package and rushed towards the two enemy machine gun bunkers.

"Cover Zhang Haifeng!"

However, before he rushed to the five-meter range of the enemy's machine gun bunker position, clusters of blood exploded on his body. The recruit's eyes widened as he watched the fallen Zhang Haifeng burst into tears.

Zhou Xingyong's heart was throbbing with pain, and his palms were firmly inserted into the soil, grabbing hard.

The third squad faced the enemy's two machine gun bunkers, plus the heavy fire support provided by American soldiers, which was already so difficult, and the first squad faced the enemy's three machine gun bunkers, which was even more difficult.

The offensive route itself has received huge obstacles, but this highland is the core of a 'U'-shaped road. If the highland is not knocked down, the enemy can condescend, threaten the entire road, and even cover the enemy's ground troops. It seriously hindered the advance of the 5th Division, but the vitality of this enemy was extremely tenacious, and the [-]-minute artillery attack did not have much impact on this US army.

Three heavy machine guns formed a crossfire, and American soldiers on the left and right sides served as cover, which greatly hindered the volunteers' attack. In addition, several steel cannons of the enemy were venting overhead, and a row of soldiers suppressed by firepower could not move at all.

Only the frontal battlefield was tense and the speed was fast. Xia Yuan prostrated on the ground, facing the enemy's dense bullets, set up a big eight gun and shot, the bullets sank into the enemy's body, and quickly harvested the lives of American soldiers. After he destroyed the enemy's bunker, the three squads of soldiers successfully broke through the enemy's forward position.However, there is still huge resistance in the enemy's rear. The U.S. military has stationed a company of troops on this high ground, and after a long period of replenishment, the U.S. military weapons and equipment on this hill can be called luxurious.

Just breaking through the enemy's forward position, the enemy's rear position was destroyed by artillery fire and the machine gun bunker was rebuilt. Xia Yuan quickly destroyed the enemy's bunker, and the sky suddenly heard the scream of American artillery shells. Quickly retreating with the gun, the shell landed on the position he had just concealed, the soil was rolled up ten feet high, and the ground was shaking slightly. Above his head, the sound of heavy US machine guns sounded again. Suppressed, even the U.S. troops on the left and right sides were able to draw out their hands and attack their ribs, forming a pincer attack.

These three highlands belonged to the terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. The charging distance was very long, and the enemy could completely deploy a line of defense on the mountain and form an overwhelming force.

Lao Yang was so suppressed by the enemy's heavy machine gun that he couldn't even raise his head, and shouted: "Lao Xia, find a way. If we continue to fight like this, we will be consumed by the enemy to death."

A mortar shell exploded above Xia Yuan's head. Fortunately, Xia Yuan was cautious. He crawled very low, and the broken shrapnel splashed around his head. , It is impossible to form effective suppression at all, even if they destroy the enemy's bunkers, it will not help. The American devils are not fools. They know how to hide in the bunker and shoot, so that they cannot shoot them at all.

(End of this chapter)